beauty should be like this

The takeaway business is very developed now. Zuo Yu ordered vegetables and meat slices by phone and they were delivered within half an hour. He took Wen Qianyu to the very brand new kitchen next to the office to put down the things, and said happily: "Okay, dinner will be settled here .”

The kitchen is beautifully decorated and has all the necessary kitchen utensils.

Wen Qianyu was very curious: "Do you still have to cook when you work in this company?"

"After all, I'm in the food trade. I thought I'd use it occasionally, so I found someone to design it, but I never used it once, which wasted a lot of money." Zuo Yu stretched out his hand and said, "Please."

"What, please?" Wen Qianyu was confused.

"Cut vegetables, I bought them all." Zuo Yu was confident.

"I won't, I've never cooked before." Wen Qianyu immediately stepped back.

Zuo Yu, who always opened his mouth when he was hungry, was depressed: "What, why didn't you say it earlier, then we'll go out to eat."

Wen Qianyu was also confident, and asked arrogantly: "Then what do you do with your long hands?"

Zuo Yu was dumbfounded, and finally said depressedly: "Damn!"

Wen Qianyu really doesn't know much about housework. After his grandma died, he hardly ate any food at home. At this moment, he saw that this careless guy really stood in front of the sink to brush up the lotus root, and he couldn't help but sneered: "Cut it, just cut it, yell at me!" What are you doing?"

"How dare I yell at you, you won't chop me up." Zuo Yu laughed.

Wen Qianyu tied the white apron hanging behind the door, and combed her long hair, looking very virtuous.

But picking up the kitchen knife and actually starting to cut is completely different.

He can't handle things that are obviously easy for others to do.

Zuo Yu poked his head and sneered, "Hey, let alone other things, can vegetables like okra be made in different sizes?"

Wen Qianyu is a perfectionist, she was a little anxious when she heard this, and accidentally cut her finger.

Bright red blood burst out from the fair skin immediately.

"Don't move!" Zuo Yu was frightened, and immediately pulled him into the water, hurriedly found a band-aid, pressed the guy and sat down at the table: "I see it through, you are a life of happiness, don't move again gone."

"I didn't want to move, you forced me." Wen Qianyu was not afraid of the pain, looked at his worried expression, and smiled instead.

"Success, it's all my fault." Zuo Yu had no choice but to resign himself to his fate and go back to work as a vegetable cutter.

-

Although the ingredients I handle are not as exquisite as those in the store, they are still pleasant to put on the table.

Wen Qianyu was already very hungry, and when he saw the soup with base ingredients boiling, he immediately began to put meat in it, and then waited with the bowl in his hand, saying unforgivingly: "You don't cut it very well. Well."

"Nonsense, how have I ever done such rough work?" Zuo Yu sat down.

"I don't understand the suffering in the world." Wen Qianyu said.

"You understand?" Zuo Yu asked back.

"Why don't I understand? I've been supporting myself since then." Wen Qianyu's expression was very complacent.

Zuo Yu watched him curl his mouth.

Wen Qianyu asked: "Why, isn't it?"

"Yes, yes, you are the best, eat." Zuo Yu ordered a bunch of dishes indiscriminately, and couldn't help asking while waiting for the pot to boil: "You are willing to be a car model, why don't you be a model, an actor and so on? "

"I don't like being questioned, and I'm not interested." Wen Qianyu said, "Today I'm just making some money. In the future, I will definitely become a designer and have my own clothing brand."

His determined look was a little complacent, and he probably didn't understand the hardships of the world, but he exuded the unique light of young people.

Zuo Yu's values ​​are more realistic, but he doesn't pour cold water on him, he just nods,

"I remember when I was a freshman, Ke Yue and the other girls secretly shabu-shabu in the dormitory, and told me to sneak in to eat, that's what it tastes like." Wen Qianyu said: "But later, the dormitory manager recognized me, so it didn't work."

"If she can successfully detoxify, what will she do?" Zuo Yu asked.

"I don't know, the school has already expelled Ke Yue." Wen Qianyu sighed.

The fact that it wasn't pleasant by any means made the air a little dull.

Zuo Yu suddenly stood up and went to the wine cabinet in the compartment, and asked casually, "Do you know wine? Do you know what good wine is?"

"Don't understand... Lafite?" Wen Qian was puzzled.

Zuo Yu came out with a bottle, and smiled when he heard this.

"What are you laughing at?" Wen Qianyu glanced at him.

"No, try it." Zuo Yu opened it neatly, took a glass and poured it for him: "Don't you know how to mix wine?"

"I only know how to make cocktails, I just learned from others." Wen Qianyu didn't want to touch alcohol outside, and she didn't know anything about Zuo Yu's life, but somehow she felt that she knew this person well and wasn't worried about what would happen, so she took it and took it He took a sip, frowned and said, "It's not good."

"Wake up and drink again, let it sit for 10 minutes." Zuo Yu said: "This is specially given by the customer."

After listening to his words, Wen Qianyu tasted it for the second time. As expected, her mouth was filled with lingering fragrance, and she couldn't help nodding with satisfaction: "Yeah!"

"Hmm, what a small sample." Zuo Yu said casually while replying to her sister's WeChat asking about the car model.

Wen Qianyu didn't respond, and just took a sip of the wine and the meat.

After Zuo Yu finished chatting with his sister, he looked up and found that he had already finished off half of the bottle of wine, so he couldn't help saying, "You'll get drunk like this."

"No, I drink very well." Wen Qianyu was very confident.

Zuo Yu looked suspiciously for a moment, then noticed the empty pot: "Hey, give me a little leftover."

-

Obviously they are two complete people with nothing in common, but when getting along with Wen Qianyu, Zuo Yu doesn't feel uncomfortable. Even if he quarreled with him before, he didn't feel bored, maybe it's just like this. Only then will you be willing to try to contact and understand each other again and again, so that the life that is not interesting can be a little bit out of the boring situation.

The two idiots talked a lot that night. If it wasn't for Wen Qianyu, who claims to have a good drinker, at the end, it would have been a very pleasant night.

It's a pity that the little beauty's mind was completely controlled by alcohol, she was not noisy, she just smiled stupidly with her chin propped up.

There was a layer of peach blossom-like pink on his fair face, and his big eyes blinked and blinked, as beautiful as he wanted, maybe the legendary drunken concubine was nothing more than that.

If this was a girl, Zuo Yu might not be able to hold it anymore.

But thinking about each other being men with handles, it is inevitable that they feel strange.

"What do you see me doing?" Wen Qianyu asked suddenly, his voice was vague.

What kind of god did such a good gene come from?

Zuo Yu couldn't recall any actor like him, so he couldn't help but ask, "Who is your father?"

"He...is a big bastard..." Wen Qianyu replied like this, and started to laugh again.

Only then did Zuo Yu stand up and support him: "You really drank too much, I'll take you home."

As a result, Wen Qianyou couldn't walk at all, staggered on the spot, and punched him: "I'm dizzy, don't, don't touch me."

"Then you sleep here, wash the assembly for a while?" Zuo Yu didn't tangle with the drunk, simply picked him up, took him to the small bathroom, washed his hands and face with hot water, and in the process, the little beauty Struggling all the time, the sweaters of both of them were rattled.

Zuo Yu never waited on anyone before, so he lost his patience and said angrily: "Stop making trouble! Believe it or not, I'll beat you up!"

Wen Qianyu's shoulders shrank from being scolded, and then she was aggrieved, but she calmed down.

"Quick, rinse your mouth and go to bed." Zuo Yu unscrewed the mouthwash and fed it to him: "Don't swallow it, spit it out, yes."

"Bitter." Wen Qianyu disliked the alcohol in it.

"It's good for your teeth, rinse it again." Zuo Yu felt like an old woman.

Unexpectedly, Wen Qianyu frowned and held it in his mouth, and suddenly sprayed it on his face and body on purpose, and then smiled happily.

The air was filled with the smell of mint.

Perhaps Zuo Yu would have turned his face out of anger if someone else did this kind of thing.

But at this moment, Wen Qianyu's smile was unexpectedly vivid, his lips were red and his teeth were white, and he was unrestrained, which made him unable to bear it anymore. In the end, he just said dejectedly: "I really convinced you..."

-

It was already half an hour before Wen Qianyu was placed on the bed in the lounge.

Zuo Yu cleaned up the "battlefield" sadly by himself, and after throwing out the garbage bag, he showered exhaustedly, threw the ruined sweater in the corner, and sat at the desk topless, sighing.

He really wanted to go home and sleep on the big bed, but Wen Qianyu was forced to go out again, so he had to vomit.

On the contrary, just shake hands and leave like this, won't Wen Qianyu be scared to death by the company people in the morning?

Besides, that doesn't have a good effect...

Forget it.

Zuo Yu resigned himself to his fate and fell on the sofa next to him, tossing and turning because his two long legs had nowhere to put them.

If I knew it, I would eat out...

If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have waited for him outside after the auto show...

What a hassle, asking for trouble.

However, even though it was so troublesome, he felt a little happy and a little funny.

All kinds of emotions are full of emotions in my heart, fermenting in the night, very subtle.

Zuo Yu has had too many girlfriends, and he once liked a man. In fact, he knows very well that it is not a pure friendship at this moment.

But what is friendship?

Maybe it's just a helpless affection for a particularly good-looking face?

That may have nothing to do with gender, just the shallowest and most irresistible of all emotions.

Zuo Yu turned over on the sofa, and this was the only way to explain to himself.

Otherwise, he really doesn't know how to face the life in front of him.

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