man to marry

After the man finished speaking, he turned around and left the kitchen, but Zhou He sneered next to Shu Xia and said, "The little chef is really good, I haven't seen anyone who dares to insult my elder brother like that, go out and be careful yourself." .”

He patted Shu Xia on the shoulder, put his hands in his trouser pockets and left.

Only the cook and the housekeeper were left in the kitchen. Shu Xia silently sorted out the dishes she had brought. For things like cooking for the host’s house, I will serve you only if you need it. If you don’t need it, just pay directly for breach of contract Gold will do.

He also didn't want to argue with that man in such a hurry, but what was regarded as the most precious thing in his heart was trampled and insulted so easily by others, even the man didn't understand it at all, so he dared to say such words casually, If she just swallowed her anger and went back today, Shu Xia would scold herself for a bun.

With a good temper, you don't have to care about small things, but you can't care about this kind of thing.

Taking out the prepared duck from the vegetable basket, Shu Xia smiled and said to the busy chefs beside him, "Excuse me, do you need to use that oven?"

The chef invited by the young master of the Zhou family didn't seem to expect that Shu Xia would speak suddenly, stopped the knife in his hand and said, "Please feel free."

Then he no longer cared about Shu Xia, and just kept instructing his assistants to start processing their own ingredients.

The head chef of the Michelin two-star restaurant is really good at cooking. Shu Xia just glanced at it and was no longer interested.

No matter how good other people's cooking skills are, it has nothing to do with him now.

Authentic Peking duck is bright red in color, delicate in texture, mellow in taste, fat but not greasy.

The kung fu before baking in the oven is an extreme test of the chef's skills. Shu Xia has never learned the most authentic way. It is something that belongs to the secret of the restaurant. Existence, so that he can learn the most authentic way.

Butchering the duck, bloodletting, scalding, eviscerating, scalding and coloring, cooling the duck, all the preparations for this duck before were done by Shu Xia step by step, so that today's main course will not lose its taste , It's a pity that people here don't know how to appreciate the art and aesthetics of Chinese food.

The oven was put into the fruit wood by Shu Xia, which was also prepared by him when he came here so as not to lose the taste.

As the temperature of the furnace continued to rise, the water in the pot beside it also began to boil. Shu Xia first blocked the duck's meatballs with a plug, found the knife edge where the blood was bled, and poured boiling water into it. This step is to prevent the duck from being roasted. The lack of water, but such a procedure, has attracted the exclamation of the chefs next to it.

"Too cruel!"

"God..."

"Quiet!" The chef looked at Shu Xia's drooping eyebrows, frowned, and continued to process the food in his hand.

cruel?Shu Xia smiled slightly and ignored it. After coloring the duck again, she checked the temperature of the furnace and hung the duck on the top of the furnace.

When eating roast duck, in order to relieve the greasiness, pancakes, shredded green onions, cucumbers, mashed garlic, and sauces are usually prepared.

The roast duck in the oven is being roasted. It stands to reason that Shu Xia is cooking it for the first time, so he should keep an eye on the heat, but he didn't. Instead, he took out the flour and started to make the ingredients.

Kneading the dough, making the cakes, listening to the voices outside, it seems that the guests have arrived, and even the chef of the western food has already served the first course.

Shu Xia unhurriedly moved the position of the duck in the oven, took out a washed cucumber, and opened the box of the kitchen knife. Qingyue's uninterrupted sound of cutting vegetables rang out in the kitchen, that kind of Even people with obsessive-compulsive disorder will feel very comfortable with the consistent but consistent voice.

Naturally, it also attracted many assistants to look over. One person was holding a tray and sighed involuntarily, "His knife skills are amazing."

Not only the sound, but also the sliced ​​cucumber shreds, which are delicate but not soft. In terms of their knife skills, they definitely can't cut it like that.

The chef took a look at Shu Xia's hand, and frowned. He always felt that he had seen such an excellent knife work somewhere.

It's just that before he had time to think about it, he smelled a bewitching fragrance, but after smelling a little aftertaste, his mouth kept secreting saliva, and he tried to suppress it to make himself look calm.

In the spacious living room, a gorgeous crystal chandelier hangs above the head, the light is bright, it seems that when you look up, you will be dazzled by the occasionally refracted light.

A middle-aged couple, dressed in a very grand style, the man wears a dazzling gold watch on his wrist, a ring on his hand, the cuff buttons on his cuffs are almost shining, and a tie pin with a bright light on his tie, The lady next to him was wearing a royal blue cheongsam, but she was wearing a whole set of diamond jewelry, and even her coiled hair was dotted with dots, which was really eye-catching.

On the contrary, it was the two young men who were sitting next to them, but they were wearing neat suits and bow ties, so they didn't look so dazzling.

And such a solemn occasion is only for the young man sitting at the dining table and tasting the food.

He has blond short ear-length hair, a striped suit, and dark green gemstone cuff buttons that are almost the same color as his eyes. Apart from that, there are no other decorations. His outfit looks inconspicuous, but his face is conspicuous It's very, but it looks a little too young.

But it was such a young man, when the four masters could only watch helplessly when tasting the things on the table.

After he took a bite, the first middle-aged man asked with a very attentive smile, "Mr. Durand, what do you think of this dish? My eldest son specially made it for the best chef you invited."

"It's not bad," the young man said, but after wiping his mouth with the napkin in his hand, he never touched the knife and fork on the table, and only tasted the red wine in the glass with a faint smile.

"Mr. Durand, do you like this red wine? This is bought by my second son at the auction. If you like it, you can take one with you when you leave." The middle-aged man seemed not aware of his impoliteness, still Ha ha laughed.

"The taste of this red wine is very good," Zhou He said with a very gentle smile, "I heard that you like red wine..."

"No need, I have a lot of this kind of red wine in my wine cellar." Durand put down his glass, looked at the newly served main course, and took another sip.

It's just that when he put down the fork, he moved his nose, raised his head and asked the servant who served the food, "Hello, I want to ask, is there any barbecue inside?"

The servant didn't know the twists and turns inside, but he also knew that the guest was extremely important, so he replied respectfully, "Yes, a chef is cooking roast duck."

"Roast duck?" Durand raised the corners of his lips with interest.

In the authentic French western food, there is a famous dish of this country. If it is not that the chef is out of his mind, then is another chef cooking it?

"What's the matter? How could there be roast duck?" Hearing this answer, the middle-aged man, even with a head made of elm, knew that it is impossible to have roast duck in French cuisine. He had a smile on his face. Angry, he looked at Zhou He and said, "What a good thing you did? Don't you know how important the guest we invited today is? It's just nonsense!"

Zhou He's complexion was not good, but without waiting for Zhou He's rebuttal, he looked at the young man with a smile on his face and said, "I'm sorry, I made you laugh. It was us who neglected us. We let that chef leave immediately."

"No, I really want to see that chef's craftsmanship," Durand spoke in standard Mandarin, but the face of the young master of the Zhou family changed, and Zhou He's face showed joy.

The duck with an extremely beautiful color was taken out of the oven and placed on the chopping board. Shu Xia quickly coated it with sesame oil, and the fragrant smell exploded in the whole kitchen. His movements were slow, and he looked over from time to time, swallowing his saliva from time to time.

But as if she didn't notice their gaze, Shu Xia took out another kitchen knife and put a clean plate in front of her.

The slices of the roast duck are also very particular. The most important thing is that the slices are thin but not broken. For a roast duck, it is best to slice 108 slices.

Pull out the plug, release the boiling water, the light of Shu Xia's knife almost formed a shadow, slices of duck meat fell on the plate, laid out neatly, Shu Xia put the duck head and duck tail two times each. After serving it, he put the plate and the topping pancakes on a huge tray, looked at the servant beside him and asked, "Do you need to serve?"

In fact, he didn't have much hope for this. There was a roast duck on the authentic French meal. No matter how you think about it, it was very nondescript, and after making a dish, he calmed down a lot. Some people like Chinese food, some people like Western food, and then It's normal, but there are quite a few people like the young master of the Zhou family who are obviously Chinese but feel that the moon is rounder abroad.

But to his surprise, the servant came over very respectfully, and the two picked up his roast duck together, and took it out carefully.

The red-colored meat seemed to be soaked in honey, and it looked very tempting. The pancakes on the side were still exuding steam, obviously just out of the pan.

At the gesture of the middle-aged man, the servant at the side took a piece of pancake, rolled it with shredded green onion, cucumber and sauce, and handed it to Durand, who had been staring at it since he came out of the roast duck, and stepped aside.

Durand took it with his bare hands, and put the roast duck wrapped in pancakes into his mouth. His movements didn't look gentlemanly at all, but he didn't look rude either. After chewing twice, his eyes seemed to light up, "This taste is really delicious. good."

The chef's knife skills, grasp of the temperature of the fire, and the amount of ingredients used have almost reached the extreme, in such a place.He was surprised and pleasantly surprised to be able to eat such food.

"If you like, I can ask that chef to make it for you every day," the middle-aged man said with a smile on his face. There was also a servant beside him who handed him the rolled pancakes. He was muttering about how delicious this is, but when the food was in his mouth, he realized that the mellow taste almost made him want to swallow his tongue.

His two sons also tasted it, and a light flashed in Zhou He's eyes. The little chef's cooking skills are really good, but the face of the young master of the Zhou family turned green and purple, but even if he wanted to deny it , and it cannot be denied that what he ate was extremely delicious.

"This chef, I'm afraid it took a lot of effort to invite you here," Durand tasted another one, and offered his own praise without hesitation, "Such cooking skills are even better than the chef of a Michelin three-star restaurant." I don’t give too much away, I don’t dare to give orders, I just want to meet him and see if he is willing to become a member of my chef team.”

The middle-aged man smiled awkwardly again, and beckoned to be invited. In the kitchen, Shu Xia put the soup made from the duck rack into a basin, and after handing it to the servant at the side, he began to clean it. Pack your own kitchen utensils.

The kitchen knives are shiny, and they are displayed in wooden boxes one by one, showing the care and love of the owner.

An assistant next to the chef looked at his lowered eyebrows, but inexplicably thought of someone who said, "I remember, he seems to be the champion of the previous city cooking competition!"

One word awakened the dreamer, all the chefs looked at the assistant, he swallowed and said, "That's right, because he is too young, I have a deep impression, but I saw it on TV before, just now , I didn't think of it all at once."

The last soup was brought out, but a servant walked up to Shu Xia respectfully and said, "Hello, Mr. Zhou, please go out and meet the guests."

It seems that his roast duck was tasted, and it tasted good. Shu Xia closed the box of the kitchen knife. Although the servant's words were not very pleasant, he was not too lazy to be hypocritical.

The guest didn't like the so-called French food, but liked what he cooked. He was looking forward to the face of the young master.

It's just that when Shu Xia entered the restaurant, she was stabbed in the eyes by the crystal lamp hanging on the top. She managed to see clearly, but was shocked again by the middle-aged couple in the first place.

The diamond jewelry all over his body was not for a reception, but for an important guest. It was so dazzling, he really wanted to know the psychological shadow of that guest.

Just glanced over, Shu Xia was stunned for a moment when she saw the blond-haired and blue-eyed young man, and there was nothing else, just because that man was too good-looking.

I don't know if it's because foreign people are naturally fair, but his skin is even more translucent, making his smiling lips extraordinarily rosy, soaked in the color of red wine, and has the beauty of rose petals .

He looked very young, and Shu Xia didn't even feel that he was much older than himself, but when he stood up and stood in front of Shu Xia, he realized that the young man in front of him, or a man, was very tall and needed him Looking up slightly, you can see his eyes.

Visually, the height is about the same as that of Phytophthora.

Shu Xia sighed, how could he meet a master who just hit his height like this.

"Hello," Shu Xia looked at him and greeted with a smile.

But in the next second, his hand was pulled, and the man gave him a standard aristocratic salute, his blue eyes were more beautiful than lake water, and his rosy lips kissed the back of his hand, fluently French to spit out "Nice to meet you, my angel."

Shu Xia's English is not bad, but her French is not so fluent, but he can still understand what this man said.

After the kiss was over, Shu Xia withdrew her hand. He wasn't thinking about the romance of the French, nor how good-looking the man in front of him was. What he was thinking about was that Shanglu must not let Shanglu know about this.

Although it was just a hand kiss, he thought it was nothing, but this kind of thing would definitely be infinitely magnified by someone Shang. He didn't want to experience the chaos of the cake night again, it would really kill people.

"Thank you for your compliment," Shu Xia thanked first, and then asked, "What do you think of that dish?"

"It's very good, very delicious, it looks just like you," Durand praised the beautiful young man in front of him. To be honest, he thought that such a dish would be made by a middle-aged or even elderly chef Yes, because of the sophistication in it, he can taste it.

Because of this, when he saw Shu Xia, he suspected that he had been deceived. However, after holding the young man's hand, he found that it was true. The pair of white, slender and slightly slender hands in front of him belonged to Hands of a chef.

"I'm very interested in your cooking skills. I wonder if I can communicate with you in the future. I want to taste more dishes. I wonder if you can cook them?" He used honorifics.

Although Shu Xia was very happy that the people in front of him liked his food, he looked at the scene in front of him and felt a bit ironic. A foreigner said that he liked Chinese food, but those Chinese people directly belittled him indiscriminately.

"I'm glad you like it, but I only have to cook that one dish tonight and I'm leaving," Shu Xia politely declined. He is not short of money now, and even though the face of the young master of the Zhou family is very ugly, what is in his heart The tone has not been completely swallowed.

"Because you were neglected?" Durand asked in French, how could he not see the disdain those people had for that dish before.

Obviously there are Chinese chefs, but they only allow them to cook and not to serve them. Instead, they serve some food that he is already tired of eating. Durand can see through their thoughts at a glance. He smiled and said, "If you insist on leaving, of course I won't do it." This is my business card, I hope you will contact me later, here I promise you will not be slighted in any way."

He said beauty on his lips, but there was no obscenity in his eyes. Shu Xia glanced at the four members of the Zhou family who were eagerly watching over at the dining table, took out her business card and said, "This is my business card, if you need it, You can find me, goodbye."

Shu Xia turned and left without any hesitation. In the living room, the middle-aged man wanted to say something, but Durand smiled and said, "Mr. Zhou, I enjoyed dinner tonight. I have something to do. Let's go first."

"Well, Mr. Durand, about tomorrow's contract..." The middle-aged man chased him out.

Durand turned around and said with a smile, "Talk as you want."

"Mr. Durand, this is my business card, please be sure to accept it," the young master of the Zhou family took out a business card and handed it to him, "It's convenient for future contact."

He took all the business cards of a little chef, so there was no reason not to take his.

But when the business card was handed out, Durand just glanced at it casually and said with a smile, "No need, maybe we can't get in touch."

He turned and left. The young master of the Zhou family withdrew his business card in embarrassment, and Zhou He next to him laughed and said, "Dad is still here and just wants to curry favor with others. What kind of French food is used, it’s not a mess.”

"You insist on eating French food?" The middle-aged man's complexion is not good, his face is sloppy, and he looks extremely scary when he doesn't smile. Looking at his eldest son, his eyes are full of dissatisfaction, "It's not enough, There are more than enough failures, you give me a good reflection."

"Understood," the young master of the Zhou family lowered his head, a trace of hatred flashed in his eyes.

Shu Xia had already packed her things as quickly as possible, but she didn't expect that when she put her things into the trunk, she still bumped into someone he didn't want to see.

"Why is the little chef leaving in such a hurry?" Zhou He swallowed his saliva as he watched him bend over. The young man in front of him was really pretty.

That culinary skill is also really beautiful. I didn't expect that such a beautiful little thing would make him win a round from his brother tonight, and be noticed and valued by that guest.

And if he can catch up with this young man, maybe he can get the support of that boy. Then what kind of opponent is his brother, and what is the mere Zhou family.

"It's still early, do you want to have a drink?" Zhou He wanted to put his hand on Shu Xia's shoulder, but he avoided it with a slight side step. When he wanted to reach out again, he was grabbed by Xue Shao beside him. "Master Zhou, please show some respect to our wife."

"Ma'am?" Zhou He frowned, "What do you mean?"

Xue Shao pushed his glasses with one hand, and said to Shu Xia who was standing beside him, "Madam, can I handle the next thing?"

Shu Xia nodded. If he behaved like this today, if he was just a chef, he might cause a lot of trouble. He doesn't want to be entangled by a dude like Zhou He.

It's not that he's afraid of him, but Shang Lu. If Shang Lu knows what he's thinking, it's really possible that the weather will be broken.

This could be regarded as his last kindness.

Shu Xia turned around and got into the car, while Xue Shao handed over a business card and said, "On behalf of my boss, I would like to send my regards to everyone in the Zhou family."

The business card was black, and the words on it were silver, revealing a luxurious beauty in a low-key way, but what surprised Zhou He was the name on it—Phokola.

The children of the merchants, everyone in the business district of City A, knows about it. Among them, Shanglu is the least to be messed with. Although I don't know why, everyone keeps it secret, but they clearly reveal that they should not be messed with easily. Shanglu this matter.

In the bright restaurant just now, a family of four, Xue Shao just stood opposite them, and said expressionlessly, "Our boss hopes not to hear anything from you about our wife's cooking and identity in your mansion." news, and I don’t want Madam’s life to be harassed by your two sons, whether it’s pointless pursuit or unwilling revenge, please restrain your behavior, otherwise... I will leave first.”

Xue Shao didn't say anything, but when he turned his back, he breathed a sigh of relief. There was such a jealous boss, but there was also a wife who was as easy to attract bees and butterflies as honey. Xue Shao felt that he There will be plenty of opportunities to do this kind of work in the future.

He turned and left, leaving a family of four looking at the business card and regretting.

"How could he be Shanglu's wife?!" Zhou He said a word, but expressed the feelings of the other three.

With this kind of precedent, they should have been afraid to provoke people and look down upon others for a long time.

"The trouble is solved?" Shu Xia sat in the co-pilot and asked Xue Shao who was sitting in the driver's seat.

Xue Shao nodded.

Shu Xia breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Oh, it's really annoying to have this kind of thing, I just want to cook well."

"Actually, if you want to cook, you can do it at home." Xue Shao looked ahead and said, "In this way, you can largely avoid people who covet your beauty."

"Pretty?" Shu Xia twitched the corner of her mouth and said, "That's because he is more lustful, what does it have to do with me?"

When Shu Xia saw it, he knew that the second young master of the Zhou family was a vulgar person, the kind of person who appeared to be gentle but was actually a libertine. As long as he saw someone who looked better, he would probably want to have sex with him. It can be called modern. Stallion.

Shu Xia felt that the main reason was him, not herself.

"I'm talking about that Mr. Durand," Xue Shao's car stopped suddenly, and Shu Xia rushed forward, looking at the luxury car parked across the driveway with its lights on, and felt the window of the car next to him. Got knocked.

The car window was pulled down, and Durand's face that was still very good-looking in the night appeared in front of Shu Xia's window, his smiling green eyes were full of water and said, "Mr. Shu, after thinking about it, I still want to be here Talk to you this night, otherwise I might sleep very uneasy tonight."

Xue Shao snorted, "Look."

Shu Xia "..."

Shu Xia adjusted her expression, looked at Durand outside the window and said, "Is there anything you want to say? You can just say it here. Also, your car is blocking the traffic."

Although this is considered to be a residential area, this kind of car lying in the middle of the road is really a road hog.

The man in front of him is definitely not a good-tempered and talkative master.

"Haha, you're so humorous," Durand said with a smile, "However, speaking of it here, this kind of dark place is too moody."

"If you don't say anything, then we..." We left first, and before Shu Xia finished speaking, he was stopped.

"I would like to invite you to join my chef team," Durand said with a bow. "I am very interested in cooking, so I formed a chef team. They are currently competing in various countries in Europe. Every one of them has a Michelin star." The standard of the chef of the three-star restaurant is even stronger, I want to recruit you into our team, this is what I want to say, you see, such an important matter, you are really impatient."

A team of chefs of that level is a huge temptation for a chef who is very interested in cooking, and it is no exception for Shu Xia. If it was in her previous life, Shu Xia would definitely not hesitate He agreed, but it's a pity that in this life, he already has a plan for his life.

Cooking skills are very important, but since falling in love with Phytophthora, cooking skills have ranked second, and his lover, children, and relatives have firmly occupied the first position.

Any possibility of spilling sideways or changing the trajectory of his life will be rejected by him.

"Thank you for your kindness, sorry, I refuse," Shu Xia said with a smile, "Can you please move the car away, you are blocking our way."

"Although I regret your answer, I hope you can think about it when you go back. I am waiting for your answer at any time," Durand stood up and waved to the car, which gave way to the road.

Xue Shao started the car, Shu Xia looked in the rearview mirror, the man's green eyes were very present in the night, that man, if he wanted something, he might not let it go easily.

Shu Xia leaned on the seat and sighed, suddenly sat up and said viciously to Xue Shao beside him, "Can you solve that trouble by the way?"

He just wants to live his own little life, and doesn't want to cause those messy troubles.

"Then we have to go back and investigate his identity," Xue Shao looked at the road and said, "I still suggest that you reduce this kind of service, not Lin Lang, but yourself."

"Let's talk about it," Shu Xia looked at the neon lights flashing outside the window, and suddenly said, "Then what happened tonight, will you report it to Shanglu?"

"I can't, but I don't know if your bodyguard can do it," Xue Shao said bluntly.

And once he used the boss's network to investigate the man's identity, how could he not alert the boss.

When Shu Xia heard what he said, the hairs on his back immediately stood up. If it was the bodyguard who reported it, he guessed that the man would already know about it.

"I'm a bit regretful why I went to Zhou's house tonight," Shu Xia said regretfully. You said he was not allowed to do it, so he just turned around and left, but in the end he insisted on doing it and caused a whole lot of trouble.

Taking advantage of the red light, Xue Shao pushed his glasses and said, "I am very pleased that you have such awareness."

Shu Xia "..."

And after returning, the man Shanglu really knocked over the jar of vinegar. Shu Xia grabbed his shoulder and once again experienced the feeling of the speed of life and death.

The next day, he dragged his body and called Xue Shao directly, "Please cancel all the door-to-door services for me."

Xue Shao was obviously very happy when he received the news, and then kindly suggested Shu Xia's live broadcast today.

Shu Xia lay on the bed, and said weakly, "Today is useless, the live broadcast is not possible."

Xue Shao looked at the hung up phone and pondered for a while, and gave up the idea of ​​sending another reminder. Forget it, the boss's wife is also very pitiful to some extent when she meets such a jealous boss.

After that day, Shu Xia thought that as long as he didn't contact him, he would probably never see that Mr. Durand again, but what he never expected was that they would meet so soon.

And in that way.

"Your friend?" Shu Xia rubbed the little tiger in her arms with some doubts, "Isn't it the ones in the hospital?"

Shang Lu shook his head, put his coat on the sofa, sat beside Shu Xia, and threw his son into the cradle smoothly and said, "No, it's a friend from studying abroad. He came here to discuss business this time. Said that I am married, so I want to sit down and introduce you to each other."

"Huh? Okay, I haven't met a few of your friends yet," Shu Xia asked with a smile, "When will you come and what dishes do I need to prepare? I'll spare time that day."

In his impression, when friends meet, they either go to the house to chat, prepare some appetizers, drink, or go out to eat skewers together, which is simple and affordable.

"Huh?" Shang Lu seemed a little surprised by his words, and then a touch of excitement turned in his eyes.

He forgot that he is a family man, he can have a wife to take care of him at home, and show his home to friends, instead of going to the so-called emotional bars like a lonely family.

"Xia Xia, I'm very happy," Shang Lu hugged Shu Xia, stroking his hair with his big hand and said in a low voice, "It's great to have you here."

"Ah? Oh." Shu Xia didn't know what stimulated him again, but he just wanted to be happy. "You haven't told me what time it is?"

"Tomorrow, tomorrow he will come," Shang Lu said in a deep voice.

To entertain guests from afar, Shu Xia made serious preparations. After confirming with Shang Lu that his friends had no taboos or rejections about Chinese food, Shu Xia let go of it.

Sweet and sour short ribs, scallion-oiled chicken, boiled shrimp, garlic oysters, vegetarian delicacies and a cold dish, Shu Xia started to prepare after breakfast.One after another, it seemed that the time was almost up. The dishes were put into the pot one by one, and the dishes were served on the table.

He is almost two years old, although he can't eat too strong food, but after tasting the dishes made by Shu Xia, he is not so interested in the pasty and milky beans.

"Shang Lu, do you want to fry some peanuts? It's easy to use when you drink," Shu Xia poked her head out from the kitchen, looked at the red wine in Shang Lu's hand, and twitched the corners of her mouth.

He doesn't know much about red wine, at most, he would use it occasionally when trying to cook Western food, but he also knew that the red wine on the pokemon wine rack cost six figures at the worst, and he tasted it once in a while. He can taste good and bad, and estimate the year, but when it comes to tasting, he would rather drink beer.

It's just that the mud can't support the wall, and it's really troublesome for any kind of elegant art.

There is nothing wrong with eating those dishes on the table and drinking red wine. It seems a little inappropriate to pair it with a serving of peanuts. After all, I have never heard of anyone drinking red wine with peanuts.

"Okay, I'll go buy some beer," Shang Lu turned around and put the red wine in his hand back.

Anyway, his friend is used to drinking all kinds of wine, so he can do whatever he wants, and Xia Xia can do whatever he wants.

Shu Xia "..."

I always feel that Phytophthora has also been pulled into the world of ordinary people.

But to live a life, it is better to live a little more comfortably.

The last plate of fried peanuts came to the table, Shu Xia looked at the time, Shang Lu said that his friend had an appointment to come over at twelve o'clock, and it's almost time now, why hasn't he come back to buy a beer?

The doorbell rang, and Shu Xia suddenly looked at the door, thinking of some possibility.

Could it be that his friend is coming on time?To meet Shanglu's friends, Shu Xia was actually a little nervous. After all, he still wanted to make a good impression on Shanglu's friends, but Shanglu was not there.

"Brother, there's someone," Xiao Shangchen reminded while hugging Shu Xia's trousers.

"Brother knows." Shu Xia hugged Xiao Shangchen in her arms, and finally she felt a little relieved. She went to open the door, and said with a smile, "Hello... how are you?!!!"

The one on the left has a perfect body, dark brown hair, deep eye sockets, and obvious features of mixed race. Leaving aside the figure, Shu Xia knows one of the top male models in the world, Bi Wei, on that face.

The one on the right, Shu Xia just met two days ago, Mr. Durand, the dazzling blonde hair at night is still very eye-catching in the daytime, when he saw Shu Xia, he seemed a little surprised, and said with a smile, "Hello, My angel, we are really destined."

Damn it...

Shu Xia twitched the corners of her mouth, turned sideways to let them in and said, "Please come in."

Shanglu's friends are really extraordinary, and all of them are outstanding.

"Are you cooking here today? I suddenly started looking forward to today's lunch." Durand didn't wear a suit today, but casual clothes, but he also looked tall and long-legged. Of course, the same tall and long-legged man beside him .

With such two dazzling people sitting on the sofa, Shu Xia felt that if this photo was taken, the value of the sofa would have to be increased.

"Drink water, please," Shu Xia poured water for them and put it down, saying, "Plantland will be back in a while."

"You called him by his name?" Durand took the water, looked at Shu Xia with interest and said, "Then you and him should have a good relationship, I heard that he is married, do you know what his wife looks like? I really don't know what kind of beauty the hard rock that was taken out of the ice nest will find."

Sir, you are too curious. Shu Xia always felt that the Durand I saw today was a bit different from the one I saw that night, as if he was more casual. Shu Xia smiled and said, "Sorry, I don't know."

He didn't want to be studied by them as a rare animal.

Durand was still talking to Shu Xia, but Bitwee on the side seemed a little silent. He just said thank you twice when he entered the door and received the water, and stopped talking.

He looked indifferent during the show, but Shu Xia somehow felt that he didn't like her. Shu Xia was a little confused, but she didn't ask. Just do as much courtesy as you can, there is no need to post someone's cold ass.

"Brother," Xiao Shangchen disappeared just now, and now he stepped on water from nowhere, leaving small footprints all the way and running to Shu Xia, holding his trouser legs and looking up pitifully, "It's wet."

"Where are you going to be naughty again?" Shu Xia helplessly knelt down to wipe his paws. The little guy obediently raised his front paws and his back feet.

"Is this Phytolaca's son?" Durand rubbed his chin with interest, his blue eyes seemed to be shining.

"This is his younger brother." Shu Xia put Xiao Shangchen on the carpet after drying, picked up the mop to mop off the water stains on the ground, and when she came out of the bathroom, she saw Xiao Shangchen fell into the bed. Durand's palm, the front paw was pinched by Bitwee, and the back paw was pinched by Durand, and he also gave a comment, "It's still a little male tiger, little tiger, show me the human form."

This tone is like molesting a woman from a good family.

"Huh? By the way, this is his younger brother. I heard he has a son," Durand said, and Bitwee looked over with a straight face.

Shu Xia "..."

Why is one not enough to play with?

Phytolacca, have you gone to the ends of the earth to buy beer?