The fake daughter is crazy about her waistcoat and leads her whole family into a wealthy family

Luo Yuan thought so in his heart, the lines all over his body became softer, the corners of his lips slightly curved in a pleasant arc, and his eyes became a little more gentle.

An Yuan was also looking at Luo Yuan.

She didn't dare to look directly into Luo Yuan's eyes, which were so deep that they could suck in the galaxy, so she just stared at his head.

But I was embarrassed to stare too much, so I ran out of words to say: "You, your hairstyle is so special."

In the off-road vehicle, Secretary Song, who was observing his boss's date with a telescope, almost choked on the air.

What, what does this say?

The Fairy God's train of thought was indeed something he couldn't understand.

Oh, he couldn't hear what An Yuan was saying, but he could read lips.

Luo Yuan smiled and raised his hand to touch his shaved head: "My sister loves beauty. I was afraid that she wouldn't be able to bear the image of having no hair when she opened her eyes, so I shaved her head in advance to show her."

"Does it look good?"

"It looks good." An Yuan nodded vigorously, "It's very sexy, I want to touch it."

After she finished speaking, she covered her face with her hands.

Oh, look what she said, it's so embarrassing.

Luo Yuan lowered his head slightly and put his head in front of her: "You touch it."

Anyuan covered his face with one hand, carefully raised one hand and placed it on the top of his head, with a look of surprise on his face.

It turns out that this is how it feels to be bald...

Smooth, smooth with a bit of a prickly feeling, very strange.

Then, touch from the top of your head to the back of your head.

Then touch from the back of the head to the forehead.

Then I touched it on the left, then on the right, and couldn't put it down.

"Master Luo, you are here -" The wooden door of the restaurant opened, and the boss came out. He saw such a scene at first sight and was stunned for an instant.

Is this, this strange bald man really Mr. Luo?

Also, is this something he can see?

An Yuan came back to his senses, hid his hands behind his back, and coughed lightly: "Your head shape is perfect, and it looks good with a shaved head, and you are not afraid of the heat in summer."

Luo Yuan raised his head, touched his bald head again, and said politely: "Thank you for your compliment, Miss An."

Restaurant owner: "..."

This, what is this?

It feels like he shouldn't be here...

But now that he has appeared, he can only pretend to have seen and heard nothing: "Master Luo, the seats you reserved have been arranged, please——"

He usually does not receive guests, but Mr. Luo is an exception.

Luo Yuan nodded: "Miss An, please."

The restaurant owner was secretly surprised by the importance he attached to Anyuan.

The restaurant owner didn't ask any questions and just walked in front to lead the way.

After An Yuan walked through the bamboo forest path about ten meters long, he came to an open yard and couldn't help but let out a "huh" in his heart.

Is this a primitive...restaurant?

I saw many small stone slabs supported by stones on the flat ground in front of me.

The surface of the small stone slab was ground flat, and a carbon fire burned underneath.

Groups of men and women dressed like primitive people gathered around the small stone slab and cooked food on the small stone slab in a stylish manner.

These dishes include meat, vegetables, fish and eggs, exuding the aroma of food.

There are also people who use stone pots to cook rice, porridge and soup.

It's interesting just looking at it.

Dozens of two-story buildings made of wood and stone are scattered around the barbecue area. Some are large and some are small. They are also full of primitive style. They look simple but reveal a wild and rough beauty.

Luo Yuan booked a two-story wooden building with a wide view and a little far away from the barbecue place.

The small wooden building has a thatched roof, which is quite interesting.

There are fixed stone tables and chairs on the second floor, and stone cups are also placed on the stone tables.

Luo Yuan poured her tea from a stone cup: "The witch boss of the restaurant claims to be a descendant of the ancient witch clan."

"He said that his tribe had lived in the mountains for thousands of years and was isolated from the world. They had long been short of iron pots, shovels and other iron tools, and could only use stones to bake and cook food. Gradually, the style of his tribe was formed. Specialties and private dishes.”

An Yuan asked curiously: "Is it delicious?"

Luo Yuan nodded: "I think it's delicious, the taste is very unique."

An Yuan also looked forward to it: "You said it tastes delicious, it must be delicious."

While the two were talking, a handsome savage brother and a beautiful savage girl came in carrying roasted vegetables and placed them one by one in front of them.

All cutlery is also made of stone.

The stone chopsticks, stone dishes, stone spoons and knives, etc. were all so well made that An Yuan was amazed by them.

Luo Yuan brought a piece of boneless fish to Anyuan.

An Yuan only took one bite, and his eyes lit up: "It smells like surviving in the wild."

Local ingredients are used, the food is baked on stones, sprinkled with some salt and eaten...

Rugged, heroic, and natural, the original taste of the food carries a stone gas that is completely different from the "pot gas"...

Luo Yuan saw that she was eating happily, with a look of doting in his eyes that even he couldn't detect. He kept bringing vegetables to her, but he didn't eat much himself.

After eating a piece of grilled fish and drinking a bowl of wild mushroom soup, An Yuan remembered to ask: "Didn't you say you had a technical problem and wanted to ask me for help?"

"We can eat and watch at the same time."

Luo Yuan took out his laptop, clicked on the video of the car accident, and let go of An Yuan.

"Miss An, please take a look."

"This video is very long. I have marked it so that non-important scenes can be ignored for the time being."

An Yuan only watched it for 2 minutes before his eyes widened: "Ah, is this a video of your sister's car accident?"

Even though she couldn't see the face of the woman in the car, looking at the tragic scene of the car accident, she could still relate it to Luo Siyi's condition.

Luo Yuan nodded: "Yes."

Anyuan soon saw the truck driver and the parts where the truck exploded one after another, and his face became serious: "You showed up in time, but also by coincidence. You encountered an explosion just a moment after you arrived. The murderer probably wanted to kill him." You will be killed together."

Luo Yuan paused as he raised the wine glass and looked deeply at An Yuan.

"Miss An is really smart!" He put down the wine glass with admiration in his eyes, "My sister's car accident is a secret, and what happened to me that night is also a secret."

"I will tell Miss An about this experience, hoping that Miss An will not be frightened."