After the awards ceremony, everyone filed out, took the elevator to the basement floor in batches, and prepared to drive away from the underground parking lot. However, the entertainment reporters in the parking lot were already waiting, and when they saw the bright stars appear, they rushed forward. conduct an interview.
After Lin Muhan hugged and said goodbye to Director Qin in the hall, he put on the black coat handed by his assistant Xiaoyu and walked towards the gate.
Through the revolving glass door, you can see that the neon night scene outside is covered by a rain screen, hazy and misty. The torrential rain poured down from the pitch-black sky, smashed to the ground, and splashed countless crystal clear water droplets.
After walking outside, a gust of cold wind blew against his face, and the hairs all over his body stood upright in an instant, and he couldn't help but want to put his hands around his chest to retain the suddenly lost temperature.
When Assistant Xiaoyu opened the black umbrella and raised it, Lin Muhan reached out and placed it on top of the two of them. The umbrella surface is very large, and the rain column falls on it like a child jumping on a trampoline.
After entering the waiting black car, Lin Muhan took out his mobile phone from his handbag, and called Brother Bin, the bodyguard who was in the villa. After two or three rings, he was quickly picked up, and Brother Bin's voice was heard. . "Miss Lin."
"Did she have a good meal tonight?"
"The boss eats a little bit of everything as usual, but it's only half of the job." Brother Bin cast his eyes on Yan Xuhuan in the garden pavilion. He was hidden by the rain curtain and couldn't see it. He thought he was nesting in a special hammock. Chat with Mrs. Ho.
"Is she covered with a blanket?" Lin Muhan looked sideways at the car window, not sure if he was looking at the image shredded by the rain, or at the person who recently liked to nest in the garden
"Yes, just after the rain fell, Miss He took the blanket and covered it with the boss."
"it is good."
After Lin Muhan ended the call, Brother Bin turned around and went to the kitchen to prepare the ingredients in advance. After she arrived in a while, she could cook the food as quickly as possible. Ever since they had eaten the food made by Miss Lin, they really had no appetite for food outside.
"Mr. Han, did she...haven't eaten yet?" Assistant Xiaoyu turned to lie on the co-pilot seat and asked.
"Seat belt, fasten it."
"Oh, oh, that's it." After being reminded by Lin Muhan, Xiaoyu immediately turned around and sat down, and pulled the seat belt buckle. She really didn't have a bad memory, but she really didn't have this habit. Before she was with Lin Muhan, she had never used this thing in the car.
After hearing a slight clicking sound, Lin Muhan continued to reply, "Eat less."
"Sister, do you want to take President Han to the hospital tomorrow. If she loses weight, she will really be a skeleton frame." Xiaoyu tilted her head back and said, and she was still worried because it took so long. Come, I have been "bribed" by her a lot, and it is quite emotional to go back and forth.
"She's just a little anorexic, and she's slowly adjusting."
As the two were talking, the driver's eyes widened suddenly, and he slammed on the brakes. Fortunately, there were few cars in the rainy night, and there were no vehicles within a large distance behind, so a rear-end collision was avoided.
Assistant Xiaoyu patted her chest with a small white face, secretly thankful that she had just put on her seat belt, otherwise, her little forehead would have seen some blood today.
Lin Muhan looked forward and saw a zebra crossing not far behind the wipers. A homeless man in ragged clothes was dragging a large bag of beverage bottles and slowly passing by with his hunched back. Looking up, the pedestrian signal lights on the side of the road are red, and they are particularly dazzling in the hazy rain.
"Mama, you just startled me - how can this uncle run around? It's dangerous." Xiaoyu saw the homeless man staggering in the heavy rain, and was even more embarrassed by the rain. Heartbroken.
"Crossing the road is popular in China, and the safety awareness is a little weak." After the driver turned his head towards Xiao Yu and said, he turned the steering wheel to the left and left, but this time the speed was much lower than the previous one.
It is estimated that after ten minutes or so, he drove into the villa area, crossed the road that was washed more cleanly by the rain, and turned a few turns before entering his garage.
Lin Muhan, who got out of the car, opened his black umbrella and held his long, white fingers at the end of the handle. He walked in the rain and walked to the emerald green banana not far from the pavilion, only to look at Yan Xuhuan through the dense rain pillars. A thin little red fox curled up in a white hammock. She should have fallen asleep, her expression was calm and well-behaved, and the seductive charm of waking up was suppressed.
He Luoqi, who was lying on the white marble table, seemed to have a feeling, turned 180 degrees, looked at Lin Muhan, waved his hand and said hello in a low voice. "Sister Lin."
Through the crackling rain curtain, Lin Muhan couldn't hear her. Seeing her actions and expressions, she knew that she was saying hello, nodded slightly, and then turned back to the villa.
After changing into casual clothes in the room, I went directly to the kitchen to prepare food. Seeing the prepared spare ingredients inside, the corners of his lips curved, which saved a lot of time.
Assistant Xiaoyu didn't go to the kitchen to fight, not because of lack of vision or laziness, but because Lin Muhan said not long ago that when she was cooking, no one was allowed to enter the kitchen to disturb her.
At this time, Xiaoyu was secretly happy, and she could lie on the side without going to the kitchen, play games or watch dramas, just wait for the beauty to finish and serve the dishes and enjoy it, and she felt that her life had reached its peak. I don't know how many fans of the goddess, gritted their teeth, envy, jealousy and hatred towards themselves.
There were brothers watching the boss outside, and brother Bin, the bodyguard, sat with Xiaoyu, waiting for Lin Muhan to come out and say, "It's time to eat."
What Lin Muhan cooks is Western food. The beef is fresh beef tenderloin that Brother Bin bought at the slaughterhouse early in the morning. It has low fat content and is tender and juicy. The steak is very delicious.
Pieces of steaks of the same shape and size were taken from the iron rack one by one and placed on a white porcelain plate, garnished with slices of vegetables and fruits, and poured with fragrant black pepper juice to make a semicircle.
Lin Muhan turned on the faucet, cleaned a medical needle, rinsed the remaining blood with cool water, and then wrapped it in vegetable leaves and threw it into the trash can.
He just walked out of the kitchen with the last tray in his hand. Brother Bin, who was waiting at the door, opened his black umbrella and sent people to the pavilion on the opposite side against the wind and rain. Seeing Lin Muhan walking along the white marble path, He Luoqi knew that it was time for him to go to the place where he should be, and followed Brother Bin back to the house to eat.
Yan Xuhuan was awakened by Lin Muhan softly, and she stretched out her hand to hug her, Lin Muhan's dark eyes flashing softly, and she used to hug the person in her arms, fluttering gently, as if there was no weight. This person's current body is even thinner than the Model on the runway.
"I made a steak to make up for the meat." Where the palm of the hand touched, the ribs were distinct.
"Yeah." Yan Xuhuan's nose trembled slightly, smelling the aroma of the steak, and there was a faint fragrance in it, similar to the smell on Lin Muhan's body.
After receiving Yan Xuhuan's reply, Lin Muhan directly picked up the person and put him on the chair. Yan Xuhuan was used to it. He sat on the chair evenly, picked up the cup and rinsed his mouth, then put the knife and fork in front of the steak.
The medium-rare steak, with a peach color inside, is tender and delicious. It's a little different from eating in a western restaurant. I don't know if it's because of the emotional factor, I always feel that Lin Muhan's cooking is more delicious and harmonious.
Lin Muhan was sitting beside him, listening to the sound of the rain hitting the bananas, his eyes reflected the appearance of Yan Xuhuan eating special food, and a faint smile spread on the corners of his lips, not strong but soft.
"Aren't you going to eat?" Yan Xuhuan asked, turning her head. "I can't finish it all by myself."
"After you finish eating, I'll go back and make a new one."
After Yan Xuhuan cut a few more small pieces and chewed them down, she lost the desire to continue eating: "Hanhan, I can't eat any more."
Lin Muhan held the person in his arms and sat reclining, pulled the tray, took up the knife and fork, and finely cut a square piece of veal diced, rolled it in the black pepper juice, and then handed it to Yan Xuhuan's lips. Said: "Good, I've finished eating."
"It's too much, I don't want it anymore." Yan Xuhuan tilted her head and staggered, buried her head in front of Lin Muhan's chest, and began to cheat again.
"If you don't want to be force-fed, just follow the agreement and open your mouth."
When Yan Xuhuan heard this, her body instantly stiffened, and she gradually relaxed under the caress of Lin Muhan's palm. For her now, eating is equivalent to torture, but being forced by her daughter-in-law, she had to endure it.
I secretly reminded myself that I am a puppet with no sense of taste, and I can do whatever my daughter-in-law tells me to do. Chewing on the diced beef, which once again lost its appeal, tasted like wax, and it was difficult to swallow.
Seeing her appearance as she was on the execution ground, Lin Muhan lowered his head and kissed the corner of his lips. When he wanted to move it away, Yan Xuhuan had already picked up the softness, and was unwilling to let it go. Everywhere, absorbing all the new overflowing nectar.
Don't eat beef, eat her, eat her, or eat her gently or roughly, the breathing gradually becomes faster and the body twists slightly. The arc is very small, revealing a small restraint that is half reserved.
Lin Muhan gently stroked Yan Xuhuan's back with both hands and comforted her slowly. When she wanted more, she pushed him away a little and said softly, "After eating first, let's go back to the room. ."
The meaning of these words is very obvious, Yan Xuhuan's brows and eyes are dyed with a smile, rippling like ripples in circles, this person is really pushing her.
"Then I'll be on it tonight." At some special moments, she should not be the receiver all the time, but also the attacker. "Are you okay?" Around her slender neck, she swayed slightly, her whole person was full of expectations from her voice and behavior.
Lin Muhan chuckled softly and said, "If you still have the strength in the end... I can do it."
Have strength? Yan Xuhuan was suddenly discouraged and had some small grievances. Some people don't look at how gentle, cold, and self-disciplined they are on weekdays, but once they get to bed, they are completely beasts in the gentle world, and they will never stop until you cry and beg for mercy.
But... she just loves it! ! ! Pain and happiness.
Physical strength, physical strength, physical strength... Yan Xuhuan kept repeating these two words silently, chewing on the diced beef dipped in black pepper sauce that Lin Muhan handed over. After a while, it was already a CD.