I love you, I won't kill you

"Thank you very much, sir!" Teresa said to the Chinese male waiter who delivered the food in pure British English.

"You're welcome, ma'am!" the waiter finished with a smile, and began to set down the plates in front of everyone.

Four spring rolls about 3.94 inches (10 centimeters) long are arranged vertically on a lettuce leaf in a typical Chinese blue and white porcelain dinner plate.Joanna asked Teresa curiously, "Hey bitch, what is this?"

Theresa looked at her with a smile on her face, "First of all, I need to correct one point. When 'bitch' and 'what is this' are used together in a conversation, we usually think that the other party is referring to women who usually use Adult Products."

"Wow, this thing really looks like the kind sold in West Hollywood adult goods store." Lorraine said with a smile.

"Okay, friends. This thing is for eating, not for using." Julie shook her head and stopped.

"Really? But, adult products are not only available in women's sex life." Joanna continued the topic and said.

"Please shut up, please, Joanna." Julie realized that today's lunch had a different location and a different meaning.

Teresa waved her hands and said with a smile, "It's okay, Julie. I remember that in ancient China, several sexy gentlemen in the upper class once said the phrase 'food, sex, and sex'. Translated into English, it means that human beings You can't live without the two most basic things, food and sex."

Julie nodded noncommittally, "Maybe. If we continue to comment on the appearance of this Chinese food, I think in the sex life between you and Susan tonight, the 'spring rolls' may be treated as if you are in bed adult toys."

"Hahaha, Julie, is this true?" Lorraine Kane couldn't bear the cold and humorous conversation between the two anymore, and laughed loudly.

"Okay, bitches, please be quiet, okay?" Susan said.

At this time, at the table on the right side of the screen, among the young Chinese people who were happily toasting each other, eating and chatting, a handsome and thin Chinese man couldn't help shaking his head and sighing, "Huh! Good New Year's Day, everyone Let a group of American women's dirty jokes be messed up!"

"Eddie, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable?" A long-haired Chinese woman next to the Chinese man asked with concern.

"It's okay, let's continue to eat. You guys, where did you talk just now?" The Chinese man smiled slightly and said.

The group of American women and British women with different sexual orientations on the left side of the screen continued to eat and chat in "Food, Sex and Sex".After Tereza bit down a piece of spring roll with great interest, she wiped her lips like a lady and said, "How do you feel, my friends?"

Lorraine nodded appreciatively, "Well, a very good kind of Chinese food! You just said, what is this kind of food called?"

"Well, to be precise, they are called spring rolls. In China, there are about a dozen types of spring rolls. Well, according to the name of this restaurant and their specialties, I think what we ate might be Yangzhou spring rolls." Theresa quoted the classics I have to introduce.

"Wow, Teresa, it seems that you know a lot of things." Joanna said with envy.

"My most sincere thanks to you! In fact, living on that small island across the English Channel, I really need to learn more about the outside world." Teresa said.

Julie is also very satisfied with the texture of the spring rolls, but she is not used to eating the red meat (pork) inside.Like most Americans around her, her diet is definitely dominated by beef, veal, lamb, chicken or fish.

But, she thought of another thing, "Um, Teresa, do you know the process of making spring rolls?"

Theresa nodded. "Hmm, I tried it out with Susan in Brighton's apartment, and it failed many times."

Susan asked, "Julie, are you going to make some for Amanda?"

"Well, she likes Chinese food very much."

"Well, now we can only wait for her to return home safely."

Julie didn't want to talk too much about Amanda at the dinner table.She knew that no matter how much the United States ultimately gained in Afghanistan, some Americans would eventually die on overseas battlefields.

"Come on, your apartment is really in Brighton?" Lorraine exclaimed in disbelief.

"Yes, the apartment is less than two miles away from Brighton Pier." Theresa replied seriously.

"Joanna, do you know? George IV's holiday home in Brighton is one of the places I most want to go." Lorraine said to Joanna beside her.

"Really? Why don't you ask Theresa yourself what George and the Roman Catholic who is always hiding in the dark do every day in the Royal Pavilion." Joanna said disdainfully.

Theresa blinked, she seemed to recognize what Joanna's subtext was.He smiled quickly and said, "Dear Lorraine Kane, most of what I know can be found on the Internet."

Julie smiled and said nothing, then changed the subject and said, "Uh, does anyone know what these six little 'Chinese steamed buns' are?"

Susan couldn't help laughing and said, "Okay, we all know what you're talking about, this is Yangzhou Xiaolongbao."

Joanna laughed and said to Julie, "Hey, the menu clearly says Yangzhou Juicy Xiao Long Bao. Why don't you say the word juicy?"

Lorraine continued, "Please, what Julie means is that Susan and Theresa will sweat a lot tonight."

The five young women present laughed at the same time, Teresa shook her head and said, "Okay, friends, this is just an appetizer. If you want to continue with the story of me and Susan as the theme, I think today's You can have sushi for dinner."

After taking a bite of the juicy xiao long bao, Julie exclaimed in frustration, "Damn it!"

Susan looked at the part of her chest that was splashed by the soup, "Are you okay?"

"It's okay, I'll go to the bathroom." Julie said as she stood up, wiped her shirt with a napkin and walked out of the dining table.

"Hey, be careful!" A male voice rang in her ears.

Only then did Julie realize that she had collided head-on with a male body.He raised his head and said hurriedly, "I'm sorry, are you okay?"

After looking her in the eye, the man who was hit asked, "It's okay. Uh, you are...Julie?"

"What? Oh, did we talk in the office?"

"No no no. You're Julie Mitchell from Yale Law School, do you remember me?"

"Uh, you are..." Julie really couldn't remember the Chinese face of the other party.

"I'm Eddie. Eddie Zhang, a friend of Angie Chen." The young Chinese male reminded him.

After taking a closer look at the other party, Julie said, "Oh, yes, I remembered. I didn't expect to meet you in Los Angeles."

Eddie looked around and said in a low voice, "I think we'd better get out of the way and talk."

When she came out of the bathroom, Julie wiped her hands and said softly, "Zhang, is that you? Well, how did you recognize me?"

Eddie stood aside and said enthusiastically, "I'm very sorry. Because my classmates and I came here for dinner today and sat right behind you and your friend, so..."

"Well, so you heard all the chats between me and my friend?"

"No, I just paid special attention to your voice."

Julie judged something subconscious from his facial expressions and the content of his speech.However, she did not directly point out, "Thank you! Uh, Zhang, did you come to Los Angeles for work?"

Eddie didn't see any changes on her face, but said happily, "After graduating from Yale, I didn't choose to go back to China, but through hard work, I was admitted to UCLA's Henry Samueli School of Engineering and Applied Sciences. major."

"UCLA, UCLA?! Well, I know it's a great university! Electrical engineering, you're doing a master's degree?"

"Thank you! Actually, I have completed the required credits for my master's degree in electrical engineering so far."

"Zhang, congratulations!"

Susan worriedly glanced in the direction of the restroom in the restaurant, but Teresa noticed her eyes.Inadvertently, she said softly, "I know, you still love her. I don't mind!"

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