Chapter 403 Her Dream

   The blue sky and white clouds, green grass and green grass, the countryside is as beautiful as a picture scroll.

Walking along the slate path of the lawn into the log-colored gate, you can see the fallen leaves wallpaper, the solid wood ceiling above the head, the antique floor tiles on the ground, the nostalgic loudspeaker gramophone in the living room, and various striped fabric decorations and furniture. The house is both elegant and full of style.

   Tang Qi's star-like eyes revealed a stunning light.

   Seeing that she liked it very much, Mo Shaochen took her to the backyard.

  There is an artificial river in the backyard, and a very simple boat is moored on the bank.

  The setting sun has already sunk below the horizon, leaving only a large dark red glow on the horizon, and the distant scenery is too blurry to see.

  Mo Shaoshen stood on the shore with some regrets. He was in high spirits and wanted to share his favorite toy with his best friend, only to find that the toy was broken and lost.

  Tang Qi's heart was filled with unspeakable emotions. The dark golden rays of light fell on the man, outlining his perfect and deep outline. She seemed to see the loneliness emanating from his soul.

   "Is this canoe yours?"

   Seeing that she was interested in the canoe, Mo Shao's dark eyes were filled with a smile, and the sense of loneliness on his body seemed to melt away in an instant.

"It's the only piece I've ever made, and it took me years to get Raymond to move it to the garage when I wasn't around. I was going to take you on a boat, but I made a miscalculation, it was too late, it was dark It's dangerous to row in the dark."

  Tang Qi squinted and looked around, "Actually, cutting boats at night is not bad."

   Seeing the man staring at her intently, Tang Qi chuckled softly, "But I'm very hungry now, and it takes strength to shake the pulp, so let's talk about eating."

"it is good."

  Mo Shao Shen took her back to the villa.

  There are already many fragrant American dinners on the table, such as fried squid rings, fried foie gras, Shishu salad, mushroom soup, as well as various cakes and pies, as well as freshly squeezed juice.

  The housekeeper Mr. Raymond brought the freshly baked Wellington steak, placed it on the table beside the dining table, cut it into thick slices skillfully, and placed them on the plates smeared with black truffle beef sauce.

Mo Shaochen helped her open the table and chairs, then took a seat next to her, and introduced Ramon to her in a low voice, "He used to be the head chef of a well-known local French restaurant, and I hired him to help after retirement. Taking care of the house and serving as a chef by the way, Wellington steak is his specialty, and the black truffle beef sauce is his own secret recipe, which can’t be eaten outside.”

  Tang Qi used to have boxes of black truffle juice at home, eat steak sandwich bread and even grilled sausages, and like to eat them with black truffle juice.

   Smelling the familiar fragrance, sitting in an unfamiliar house with a man who likes her beside her, she couldn't help thinking that all the suffering and suffering in her previous life seemed inevitable and worthwhile at this moment.

   Presumably knowing her appetite in advance, Mr. Raymond brought her four steaks on a plate, served with fried potatoes and roasted lemons.

   And Mo Shao Shen's plate contained two sandwiches and some corn and greens.

  Tang Qi subconsciously glanced at the man's thin and pale face, pursed his lips, and didn't ask him about his physical condition.

  Although she doesn't know how to look, hear, and ask in traditional Chinese medicine, the man's face and complexion are enough to explain a lot.

  Yan Hong was already asleep, and when he smelled the fragrance, he found it in his nightgown. Seeing the crispy and tender Wellington steak, his eyes lit up.

   "Don't call me to eat good food, it's too boring."

  Yan Hong sat down across from Tang Qi rudely, stared at the plate in front of Mo Shaochen for two seconds, then glanced at Mo Shaochen, "It doesn't matter if you eat some beef in moderation."

   Hearing what Yan Hong said, Tang Qi took a piece of steak from her plate and put it on the plate of the man next to her.

   (end of this chapter)

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