The entertainment system becomes a god

Qiao Beiyu was picked up by someone sent by Wen Ruiyan. Speaking of which, whenever Wen Ruiyan arrived in City B, he would basically live in his house directly. This was the first time that Qiao Beiyu came to Wen Ruiyan's residence in City B.The car stopped outside the gorgeous door, and someone in white gloves and a neat butler uniform respectfully opened the door for him.He walked out of the car door and went up the marble-paved steps. The dark red carved door slowly opened from the inside, and the timing was just right.

Looking in from the open door, the whole villa is decorated in a luxurious European style, which is noble and elegant, deep and profound. In the spacious and bright hall, two rows of people with clean and uniform uniforms stand neatly. They all bowed and returned to their posts. They were all well-trained, and the head housekeeper took the coat that Qiao Beiyu had taken off and carefully preserved it.

Directly opposite the hall is a spiral staircase with exquisitely carved handrails. On the ceiling of the hall several meters high, there are complicated and gorgeous crystal lamps, and the lights are dazzling.The transparent marble floor almost seems to be shimmering under the light projection, and the light music that seems to be flowing like water is lingering around, like a clear spring entering the heart, refreshing.

Suddenly, Qiao Beiyu raised his head and looked up. Wen Ruiyan was leaning on the handrail upstairs and smiling at him. The whole person was gentle and lazy. Come on, the bright lights shone on him, adding a bit of breathtaking of brilliance.

Qiao Beiyu stared numbly around this place packed with super rich, and could only give him a thumbs up, and said two words: "You are awesome."

There was a hint of a smile on the corner of Wen Ruiyan's mouth, and his eyes were bent. He looked like a gentleman who had always been elegant and calm, and there was also a sly light flashing: "So you have to behave well, otherwise it won't match up with this place."

Qiao Beiyu smiled implicitly: "I'm sorry, but my greatest strength is my adaptability, and I can stay no matter what the surrounding environment is."

Wen Ruiyan looked at him in surprise, and then smiled lightly, like a spring breeze in March: "So this place is for viewing, I prefer to go to your place."

Qiao Beiyu blinked, coughed lightly and asked, "Where is the kitchen?"

The topic turned a bit hard, but Wen Ruiyan didn't point it out, and smiled slightly: "Push me here first."

Qiao Beiyu knew that Wen Ruiyan's wheelchair had mechanisms and could be driven by himself, but he still naturally stepped forward to help Wen Ruiyan push it up.

Following the path pointed by Wen Ruiyan, Qiao Beiyu stood in front of the freezer behind the kitchen of the villa, where countless fresh ingredients were placed like a botanical garden or a zoo, and besides the common ones, there were many that he didn't know at all.He curiously held out a bluish-yellow lump, which was an object composed of corners and corners formed by countless particles spiraling upwards in circles.

"What is this?"

"Roman cauliflower, Brassica cabbage species, has anti-cancer effects." Wen Ruiyan replied quite casually.

Qiao Beiyu continued to look at him: "In other words, this is Roman cauliflower?"

"Yes." Wen Ruiyan still smiled so gracefully.

Qiao Beiyu picked out several strange varieties one after another, and Wen Ruiyan answered them one by one at his fingertips, which opened Qiao Beiyu's eyes.Seeing him tossing the entire cold storage, the old god Wen Ruiyan said authentically: "There is no need to look for it, there is no wax gourd."

After Qiao Beiyu's meal, he said regretfully: "Winter melon is a very friendly vegetable, and it's wrong to be picky."

"I just reject it, what are you going to do?" Wen Ruiyan raised his eyebrows, smiled in his eyes, and spoke in a rascally, pampering tone.

Qiao Beiyu lowered his head and thought for a while, then said seriously: "Then just fry the shrimp."

Wen Ruiyan stroked his forehead, looking defeated by him: "Sorry, there are no shrimps either."

Wen Ruiyan's tone was exaggeratedly sad, Qiao Beiyu was amused, and in the end he couldn't help but laugh himself.

Winter melon and shrimp are of course a joke. Qiao Beiyu has never compromised in his work. At first, he only cooked one dish because he thought he had no time. Later, since he had made a promise and had another half a year, he naturally would not be perfunctory. I worked hard.In the past six months, whenever he has free time, besides learning foreign languages, he also practices cooking. Now, not to mention a complete transformation, it is not the same as before.

Wen Ruiyan sat at the door of the nearly [-]-square-meter kitchen, his eyes focused on Qiao Beiyu's serious expression and methodical movements, with a calm expression and a warm smile like spring.

When the four dishes were served on the plate, he turned the wheelchair forward and pushed the prepared water cup over: "Drink some water."

Qiao Beiyu was roasted by the fire for a while, and he was indeed thirsty. He took a sip and put it aside, then handed over a pair of chopsticks: "Taste it."

For the first stewed eggplant dish in front of him, Qiao Beiyu is not a foreigner, so he is very self-aware. In the past six months, he has practiced the simplest home-cooked dishes.

Wen Ruiyan put down the water glass in his hand, took the chopsticks, inspected it seriously, and said: "The color is still quite bright, but the key to this dish is the proportion of seasonings. It doesn't matter if it's too salty or too sweet."

As he spoke, he picked up a piece and put it in his mouth. The dish just out of the pot was very hot. He dropped his chopsticks and took a sip from the water glass in front of him with a soft sigh. go down.He exhaled lightly, and raised his eyes to see Qiao Beiyu looking at him hesitantly.

"What's wrong?" He followed Qiao Beiyu's gaze and looked at his hand.

"I've drunk the glass you're holding." Qiao Beiyu pointed to the untouched water glass on the other side, "That glass is yours."

Wen Ruiyan looked down at the cup in his hand, turned his gaze, and said calmly: "That's it, it doesn't matter, I don't dislike it."

Qiao Beiyu looked at him in surprise. He looked at Wen Ruiyan's calm expression strangely, and took another water glass: "Okay, that's it."

After taking the water glass, in order not to confuse it, Qiao Beiyu placed it a little further away this time before turning back and asking, "How about this dish?"

Wen Ruiyan stared at the plate in front of him for a moment and said, "It's too hot, I can't taste it."

Qiao Beiyu thought about it too: "Then just wait."

"The taste will be different when it's completely cold." Wen Ruiyan added lightly.

Hearing this, Qiao Beiyu silently took out two bowls, put a few pieces into each bowl, put one in front of Wen Ruiyan, and the other in front of himself.Putting it alone like this will cool faster than the whole plate. Qiao Beiyu picked up the piece of eggplant in his bowl, touched it with his lips, and then nibbled a little bit to test the temperature: "It should be fine." He told Wen Ruiyan He said that there was only one piece of eggplant placed alone in the two bowls, his piece was not hot, and the other bowl should be the same.

Who knows, just after he finished saying this sentence, Wen Ruiyan picked up the chopsticks and accurately clamped the piece on his chopsticks, and put it in his mouth: "Well, it tastes good." He nodded and smiled.

Qiao Beiyu stared at his actions dumbfounded: "That bowl is yours."

Wen Ruiyan looked at him innocently: "Do you mean to ask me to pay you back?"

There was a hint of helplessness in Qiao Beiyu's eyes: "It's up to you."

Generally speaking, in his opinion, this is really indifferent, but based on past observations, he thinks that Wen Ruiyan is not such a careless person, right?

It's a pity that such a situation did not happen again later, and there was no chance for him to testify to the truth of the matter.They finished their meal in peace, and tasted the next three courses smoothly.Once Qiao Beiyu really decides to do something, there is nothing he can't do, but it's just four home-cooked dishes, which are naturally easy to do, and they have all been affirmed and praised by Wen Ruiyan.

In the afternoon, he pushed Wen Ruiyan to browse and stroll through the entire villa.After walking for a while, Qiao Beiyu realized that it was only in the villa, and even now they were playing music in the courtyard.

"Are you looking for where the music is coming from?" Wen Ruiyan's soft and soft voice carried a slight smile.

Qiao Beiyu was not surprised that he could detect his small movements. As early as the first meeting, he knew that this was a strong man who could fight side by side with him.

"I just think that this music is real." He calmly glanced across the vast courtyard outside the villa, and said frankly.

"I think so too." Wen Ruiyan said calmly, "Then change it."

He sat quietly under the luxuriant sunshine, bright as if shining, quiet and beautiful like a brightly colored oil painting.It made Qiao Beiyu feel that his breathing slowed down involuntarily.

As soon as Wen Ruiyan raised his hand, Qiao Beiyu subconsciously came over and pushed his wheelchair.

Unexpectedly, the two had such a tacit understanding. Wen Ruiyan narrowed his eyes slightly, and the corners of his lips raised slightly: "I have a lot of CDs in my study, what do you want to listen to?"

While talking, the two of them came to the study room on the second floor of the villa. The whole wall of the study room was covered with huge French windows, and the sunlight outside the window made everything crystal clear. Inside are various DVDs and CDs with colorful covers.

Qiao Beiyu felt that his cognition had been refreshed again. Shouldn't the boss's desk drawer be locked with confidential documents?Why is it a CD?

Wen Ruiyan said with a smile when he heard the words: "You have performed too many idol dramas, and everyone thinks that there will be secrets, how can it be true?"

Qiao Beiyu was speechless, but just imagine that when a thief came to steal confidential documents, it took a lot of effort to dig out a bunch of CDs, and the scene was quite joyful.

Seeing Wen Ruiyan stuffing a lot of CDs into his hands with an expectant expression, Qiao Beiyu swallowed back the sentence "I don't really care what kind of music is playing".He is willing to toss, so let's toss with him.

Looking left and right, he felt that it was not good to toss these things on the desk, and finally moved the things to a coffee table piled with financial newspapers.The newspapers seemed to be turned over frequently, and the pile was a bit messy. He carefully moved things aside without destroying the original structure. Under the pile of newspapers, there was a stack of white papers. He began to think it was a document , but inadvertently glanced at it, but found that it was very familiar. On closer inspection, it seemed that it should indeed be the memo paper of the words he wrote silently when he was learning foreign languages ​​from Wen Ruiyan, right?

It's really strange. After writing these things, he just threw them away and didn't keep them. It's not something that can't be passed on, and he doesn't care where they all go in the end.Wen Ruiyan on his side arranged for someone to clean up regularly.But he never expected that he would see it here.What is Wen Ruiyan doing with these waste papers?

He couldn't help but look up, Wen Ruiyan didn't seem to pay attention to his movements, but happily took out piles of CDs from other drawers and piled them on the desk.He lowered his head, picked up the stack of papers, and put them on the pile of newspapers moved to the side, as if he hadn't seen them, and began to organize the messy CDs in his hands.

While he was lowering, Wen Ruiyan looked up and saw the newspaper moved aside, his eyes darkened slightly, with a hint of meaningful expression.

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