Professor Zhou has few expressions and few words, but his strong presence can make people feel inexplicably intimidated. Even after getting along with him for half a year, Song Anyi is still curious about such a contradictory combination. It is too mysterious!
"Professor Zhou, how does it taste? I added mint leaves and thirst-quenching licorice today."
Recently, Song Da’s gold medal business has become obsessed with tea, and she will buy a variety of herbal teas to combine, whether it is chamomile with rose, or orange blossom with cinnamon leaves, her bold and heroic style of tea matching has made her “efficiency” brothers several times. The sisters smelled the tea, and no one wanted to be a white mouse drinking a bunch of strange-smelling tea into their stomachs, so the only brave man who dared to try was Professor Zhou.
Of course, Song Anyi didn't think that her carefully selected herbal tea was unpleasant to drink, otherwise she wouldn't find her own super VIP members to be poisonous... uh... hum, just kidding, not everyone can drink her tea , If it weren't for the half-year friendship with Professor Zhou, she would be reluctant to share it.
One is a mysterious collector, the other is a gold medal business of a family management company. How can two people who exist in different worlds meet? This goes back to half a year ago. Song Anyi's mother met the calligraphy teacher of the social university because of her study of calligraphy. The two affectionately referred to each other as sisters, and the calligraphy teacher was Professor Zhou's mother. Zhou's mother was worried about her son who lived alone. She is not good at home cleanliness, so my good sister Song Mama strongly recommended her daughter to solve this trouble for the teacher.
This is Song Anyi's major. She could have arranged for the company's most experienced aunt to take over this expensive task. She could arrange to go to Professor Zhou's house for cleaning every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday, but the trouble is, Professor Zhou has an eccentric personality. Cleanliness - but does not like to clean the environment by hand, he can control the areas where he moves (such as the bedroom and bathroom) to keep clean and bright, but even if other areas of the home are covered with dust, he can turn a blind eye.
With such a weird personality, and he doesn't like strangers coming in and out of the house, he concluded that this job can only be handled by Song Anyi himself, and Professor Zhou's reason is also very simple - "During the appointment, Song Anyi came to his house" - translated into vernacular It means don't let other people in the company come to his house.
Ha, it doesn't matter, as soon as a VIP member speaks, everything is easy to discuss, but think about it, both parents know each other. Based on this relationship, Professor Zhou and her are not "complete" strangers, so she is the only one who can The woman who came in and out of Professor Zhou's house with a magnetic card was also the only woman who could climb on Professor Zhou's bed and change the sheets. She knew that this made other women jealous and jealous, just like the beautiful neighbors of this mansion every time they saw it. She, which one is not convinced by biting the handkerchief
But in Song Anyi's mind, Professor Zhou is a VIP member of the company and the son of her mother's teacher. She earnestly performs her tasks and occasionally shares some interesting news, but that's all. Look at the handsome guy more, and there is no reverie in my heart.
The point is that she has a boyfriend, so the charming Professor Zhou is really safe, and the beautiful neighbors really don't have to bite the handkerchief and look resentful.
"Today's mint leaves are freshly picked. I went to the flower market last Sunday to buy a pot of mint and brought it home. It shouldn't be difficult to raise mint, right? and Mr. Xia laughed for a long time—
"Yeah, does Professor Zhou still remember President Xia? Our 'efficiency' boss, the one who talks loudly to me every time he calls on the phone. So, this time, you can't keep Mint alive, or President Xia will also Laughing at me so loudly, maybe the whole office building could hear it."
In the past six months, their interaction has always been like this. Although Professor Zhou has few words and few expressions, she is often the only one who is hot, but she is full of energy and shows her enthusiasm without any scruples. There is absolutely nothing in the dictionary.” When the word "quiet" was unfamiliar at first, she might be able to be quiet for a few days, but after meeting several times, she couldn't help but take out any interesting, delicious and interesting news with him. Sharing, even if Professor Zhou doesn't respond or only has a slight reaction, it doesn't matter, as long as she doesn't tell her to shut up.
Seeing that Professor Zhou's teacup was empty, Song Anyi raised her pastoral British bone china teapot, which was specially used for Professor Zhou to taste tea, and filled the teacup. Extremely trendy.
"Professor Zhou want some handmade cookies?"
Zhou Mo's toasting hand stopped for 0.1 seconds, and under the light, the long eyelashes like a curtain trembled.
Song Anyi shrugged, her red lips pouted, and she knew in her heart that there are limits to the brave. The longan rice cake last time obviously frightened Professor Zhou. She raised her hand and said seriously: "Don't worry, I swear today's almond tiles have absolutely no ingredients that are not in the recipe."
From the beginning to the end, Zhou Moqingrui's strong black eyes never left the books spread out on the table - the thread-bound book, the calligraphy, and the old-fashioned appearance is definitely an antique-level ruthless character. This is the domineering place of the Zhou family. Precious antiquities displayed in glass cabinets, they can easily browse like a popular magazine.
"Um."
Professor Zhou's voice was always indifferent, but it was enough to make Song Xiaoer's heart blossom. He immediately placed the almond tiles on the British pastoral bone china dessert plate and presented them happily. Of course, the teapot and cup plate She kept all of them in Professor Zhou's house, and she had to know how to relax after work. Since Professor Zhou was the son of her mother's teacher, she would never be stingy to share good things.
"Professor Zhou give it a try, don't worry, it won't be too sweet."
Song Anyi also poured a cup of tea for herself, and then looked around the entire study. In front of the floor-to-ceiling windows was a mahogany-inlaid jade table and the same group of Taishi chairs (of course, antique-grade goodies). There is plenty of sunlight and the best lighting. It's a great reading environment, but what she really doesn't understand is, is the Taishi chair more comfortable than the sofa chair
She moved her buttocks, frowned, and sat for months, and her delicate buttocks still couldn't get used to it.
"The cushions are in the cupboard."
Zhou Mo's slender, jade-like hand turned over a page of an ancient book, the elegant and slightly thin lip line was slightly opened, and the low-pitched voice escaped, like a spring in early spring.
If Professor Zhou is not a professor, he can definitely make a living by selling his voice, and he will be very popular.
"Oh."
Song Anyi familiarly took out a round cushion from the cabinet, and was startled. Seeing the graceful and graceful patterns and the unique and delicate weaving techniques, she understood that the cushion must have a lot of origin. Maybe it was the queen or concubine who was sitting there. past treasure.