beauty should be like this

lover's ex.

These five characters are probably born as small thorns.

Although in Zuo Yu's description, he didn't have any ambiguity with that little chef, but liking this thing itself is already worthy of the envy of tempted people.

Although Wen Qianyu tried hard to be magnanimous, she still couldn't help thinking about it from time to time.

One day he was drawing a manuscript alone at home, and as he was drawing, his mind began to wander there again.

What kind of man did Zuo Yu once fancy?

Will it be very similar to yourself?

Or the exact opposite?

The irrepressible curiosity drove the little beauty to put down her notebook and search for "Sanlitun Japanese food" on her mobile phone.

Although the results showed six or seven, but cleverly excluding the condition of opening years, they were finally accurately locked on the shop named Liangchuan Xiaozhu.

Wen Qianyu saw that it was still early for Zuo Yu to get off work, so she stood up, changed into low-key and delicate new clothes, combed her hair and trimmed her eyebrows in front of the mirror, and did not carry her bag until she was dressed so well that no one could find fault with her Beautifully out of the house.

-

After going around to find the real place, the beautiful and quiet Liangchuan Xiaozhu finally appeared in front of him.

Wen Qianyu, who was a little nervous for no reason, pushed the door and walked in, and was immediately greeted by the waiter.

During working hours, not many people eat here.

Wen Qianyu looked left and right, and finally sat on the edge of the open kitchen, a little disappointed with the middle-aged uncle chef in front of him.

It seems that Zuo Yu sold the store to his chef friend. Since he is already the owner, he shouldn't be cooking every day, right?

He sighed in disappointment.

"Beauty, what do I want to eat?" The waiter was a young girl.

Wen Qianyu was slightly stunned, and when he was about to explain, a magnetic mockery suddenly came from beside him: "He's a boy, why can't he even tell the gender? You really should get your eyes treated."

"Good afternoon, boss!" the waiter smiled.

Wen Qianyu turned her head abruptly, and then petrified in place, unable to speak a word.

Originally, he was the most confident about his appearance, thinking that no matter how good the person Zuo Yu was thinking about before, he would never be able to win in this respect, but he never expected that there was a handsome guy over 1.9 meters standing in front of him , the masculine face is so charming that it makes ghosts and gods cry. Although he is only wearing a simple white shirt, he has already won the confidence field.

"What do you want to eat?" The handsome guy's voice and face sounded better together.

Maybe when we meet each other in normal times, Wen Qianyu can still be secretly nympho, but at this moment, he was so wronged that he was about to cry, and replied in a low voice: "I'm not hungry..."

"Huh?" The handsome man raised his eyebrows and put down the book in his hand.

It's so thick, it's all in English, and I can't even understand the words in the title.

Wen Qianyu took a deep breath, and lied in frustration: "I'm Zuo Yu's friend, he introduced me here because he wanted to book a birthday party, can you give me a contact information?"

"Oh, Zuo Yu." With a playful tone, the handsome guy took out a business card from the line and stuffed it to him.

Wen Qianyu lowered her head, only noticed the name "Zhou Zhou" on it, then hugged her schoolbag and said, "I still have something to do, I'll leave today."

After speaking, he got up from the chair, looking even smaller in front of his height.

The handsome guy obviously didn't understand why this beautiful kid about to celebrate his birthday looked like he was about to cry, so he kindly asked, "Are you okay?"

Wen Qianyu shook her head and disappeared immediately. If she hadn't tried her best to hold back her sad mood, she would have just left in tears.

-

How could Zuo Yu, who was completely kept in the dark, imagine the situation today?

He came home from get off work on time with his computer on his back as usual, and when he entered the door, he said, "I bought you pizza and steak. Don't you say you want to eat it in the morning? But you have missed the prime time for tasting, so it's better to go to the store in the future."

Results did not respond.

Zuo Yu was confused, and when he went to the kitchen to put things away, he found that Wen Qianyu was awkwardly busy in front of the stove, wearing an apron and a plaid headscarf, looking cute and cute, he couldn't help but smiled and leaned in: "Didn't you say you were afraid?" Are your fingers rough?"

"Didn't you say that eating takeaway all day is unhealthy?" Wen Qianyu asked back.

"Qianqian is so considerate, how can I thank you?" Zuo Yu took the opportunity to talk sweetly beside him, but in fact he just wanted to take advantage of the opportunity.

Wen Qianyu pushed him away: "Go wash your hands and wait!"

Zuo Yu felt a little strange, but he didn't say much, so he put down the takeaway box and obeyed.

-

In fact, Wen Qianyu was stimulated to go shopping. He tried to prove that as long as he worked hard, his skills could be similar to that of a chef.

As a result, the dream is as beautiful as the reality is cruel.

The few dishes that were finally made were either mushy or salty, which looked particularly miserable.

In order to encourage the little beauty, it was rare for Zuo Yu not to complain, so he ate hard at the risk of having a stomachache, and said, "Come on, come on, I'm your culinary partner."

Wen Qianyu couldn't swallow it by herself, so she sat across from her and asked, "You just like to cook well?"

Zuo Yu was stunned, and changed his words: "This is just a life skill."

"Lie!" Wen Qianyu was full of disbelief.

Zuo Yu said: "Hey, who doesn't like to eat delicious food, why are you serious?"

"Because I don't know how to cook, I'll never be able to cook well, and you'll dislike me if you don't have enough to eat." Wen Qianyu was surrounded by a gloomy atmosphere.

Zuo Yu got used to his personality a little bit, so he smirked: "You can tell me to eat in another way."

"I'm not kidding you, I hate it!" Wen Qianyu lifted his foot and kicked him, but kicked off the slippers.

"What's the matter with you?" Zuo Yu finally couldn't help asking.

Wen Qianyu bent down to reach for the slippers under the table, but he stepped on the slippers.

Zuo Yu knocked on the table: "Don't make a fuss, tell me what's wrong with you?"

But Wen Qianyu insisted on keeping silent, and immediately stood up and ran away sadly.

-

As a person who has been coaxed by relatives and friends since he was a child, Zuo Yu is not good at coaxing others, but he doesn't want Qianqian to live unhappily by his side, so he chases after Qianqian patiently to the bedroom, sits by the bed and pats his back Back said: "Why are you angry again? You just promised me not to quarrel a few days ago, and I didn't ask you to cook. I ate it after you cooked it. What makes you dissatisfied?"

Wen Qianyu is also a guy who can't hide things, so he covered his beautiful face with a pillow and replied sullenly: "I saw Zhou Zhou."

This name has not really appeared in Zuo Yu's ears for many years. He vaguely remembered that he was young, and then he laughed: "How did you see it? You deliberately went to that store to watch the excitement?"

"Yeah." Wen Qianyu said bluntly, "I think I might not be as good as him."

The little beauty who is known for her pride actually has low self-esteem?

What a long time to see...

Zuo Yu recalled the down-to-earth Zhou Zhou, and said speechlessly, "Zhou Zhou is a pretty good person, and you have your own advantages, and why do you want to compare?"

"What advantages do I have?" Wen Qianyu asked back.

Zuo Yu was dumb, and said after a while: "Look at you, you are young and beautiful, smart, kind-hearted, and cute..."

"Could it be that Zhou Zhou is an idiot, evil-hearted, and annoying ghost? Don't comfort me!" Wen Qianyu covered herself with a quilt: "And I think he is more handsome and manly than me..."

Hearing this, Zuo Yu felt something was wrong, and hummed in silence for a moment: "Hey, is that Jiang Hao you saw?"

"Who is Jiang Hao?" Only then did Wen Qianyu show her blushing face.

"Zhou Zhou's boyfriend, a plastic surgeon, is not young and tall." Zuo Yu frowned.

"Oh..." Wen Qianyu didn't expect to recognize the wrong person, and was a little dazed.

Zuo Yu rummaged through WeChat for a long time before he found a group photo when he opened the store many years ago: "This is Zhou Zhou, but he is in his 30s now, so he should be very mature."

Wen Qianyu looked at a fat and ordinary man on the screen, and his sense of crisis suddenly dropped from 9999 to 10. He sat up awkwardly and rubbed his big eyes to pretend to be stupid.

Zuo Yu sneered: "Speaking of which, is Jiang Hao really that good?"

"It's okay..." Wen Qianyu has no resistance to any beautiful things, even to beautiful men, so the lies are completely unbelievable.

Zuo Yu was stung in his heart, got up and said: "If he is good, you can go to him, don't do it at home."

"Hey!" Wen Qianyu immediately chased after him, jumped onto the guy's back and hugged his neck: "Don't be angry."

Zuo Yu was afraid that the little beauty would fall, so he immediately fought back and held her back.

Wen Qianyu leaned her face on his shoulder and whispered: "I... I didn't care about you so I went to see it, or was it because I was afraid of losing you that I felt sad?"

"Then why aren't you sad now?" Zuo Yu put him back on the bed.

Wen Qianyu raised his head, the light from the desk lamp shone brightly on his warm face, and said with a smile, "I think I'm more worthy of liking."

"Fool, you only know how to look at your face." Zuo Yu didn't want to expand the conflict, patted his head and said, "Nothing really happened, and the two of them are doing well, so don't make trouble anymore."

"Are you really no longer interested?" Wen Qianyu asked.

"I let it go, I won't be able to think about it, recall the past, and lose my connection. Don't think I'm so disgusting." Zuo Yu replied.

Wen Qianyu was bubbling with joy.

Zuo Yu really had nothing to do with him, he sighed and was speechless.

Wen Qianyu swore: "But I must learn to cook!"

Zuo Yu asked: "Why, you eat delicious food at Liangchuan Xiaozhu, do you know the difference?"

"I'm so depressed that I want to die, I'm not in the mood, and I haven't eaten anything." Wen Qianyu reached out to hug him, closed his eyes and said, "It's just that I was hungry when I walked outside, and I feel that a place with delicious food seems more like home."