Strawberry cream tart, salmon tart with black caviar, pancetta tart.Of course, there is also simple but not simple tiramisu.

Everything in front of me has verified that the afternoon tea Mrs. Rossi mentioned is actually not simple.

The little translator had coffee in one hand and smoked salmon sandwiches in the other, eating happily and satisfyingly.

While the cool Mr. Mafia was not around, someone turned to Lin Xi and asked, "What did you say in the end? Are you smiling so happily?"

Lin Xi picked up some caviar and looked at him with a smile: "What do you think you said?"

"It must be talking about me." Someone said sullenly.

Lin Xi smiled, and before he had time to say anything else, Tim had already walked in with a mouthful of Trump, saying that the housekeeper had already arranged the room, and they could go to rest after afternoon tea.

Mrs. Rossi's butler is a silver-haired old man, wearing a suit and white gloves, with elegant manners and raised his head high. His tone sounds modest and kind, but he always has a tendency to look at people from under his chin. momentum.

The manager took a few people upstairs, pointed to the room on the left, and Tim said that it was allocated to the little translator.After walking a few steps forward, the sound of Trump sounded, and Lin Xi was assigned the "Le Jian Room" below.Then the living room and another drawing room.After passing through the long and complicated corridor and turning countless times, Mr. Manager stopped and said that the room at the end of the corridor was reserved for Mr. Designer.

A certain person looked at the distance between his room and Lin Xi's room, and then thought about the extremely complicated and mysterious route, and for a moment he didn't want to admit that he was Mr. Designer.

It was Lin Xi who whispered into someone's ear before leaving, keep your belly open, and have a big meal tonight.

Aww, small green flames instantly ignited in someone's eyes.

The room that the manager arranged for someone was actually a very famous bedroom in the manor. It is said that it once received a certain princess from the previous dynasty. The furnishings inside are elegant and gorgeous, and each piece has its own story.

There is still a portrait of the princess hanging on the wall, wearing a gorgeous dress, and wearing a sea-blue gemstone ring on her overlapping hands. Against the blue rhyme in her eyes, it looks like ripples of water, and the light of the lake is shining.

When Lin Xi came to find someone for dinner, when he opened the door, he saw someone sitting alone on a high-back carved walnut chair by the window, staring up at the portrait of the beauty, not knowing what he was thinking , I didn't even notice him coming in.

Lin Xi walked over silently with her feet pressed down, then grabbed someone by the collar, before he could react, lowered her head, and attacked gently.

A certain person is completely immersed in his own world, and it is only when he is attacked that he realizes that he has become the soft jade in the arms of the chief executive. In addition, the walnut high-back chair has always been hard and uncomfortable, which makes him feel uncomfortable. Neck pain.So someone fought back angrily and rushed straight up. The two fought with all their strength, from the window to the bed, and the fighting intensified.

There was no moonlight in front of the bed, but there were roses scattered all over the bed and a huge ornate curtain hanging from the roof. It was like a new house.A certain person held Lin Xi down, plunged into the curtain, hooked the tip of his tongue, and deftly unbuttoned Lin Xi's collar.

Lin Xi half-closed her eyes and let him move slowly, her fair face was calm as usual, but the sound of panting unavoidably increased gradually with someone's movements.

It was already very cold in Italy at the end of November. Although Rose Manor had installed heating pipes throughout the house, the temperature was not high at this time, and the fireplace had not yet been lit in the large and spacious room.

In the cold air, the two rolled around left and right, not feeling the slightest bit of coldness, just feeling as if something was quietly igniting the fire, the love suddenly ignited, and then the temperature rose.

Taking advantage of the superior terrain, someone looked at Lin Xi below him, and his sense of satisfaction expanded to the other end of the galaxy.

It seems that the destruction of two people's good time has become a law, and this time, the person who enforces the law is the unsmiling, chin-looking Mr. Manager.

"Dong dong—" the dull knock on the door sounded very regularly.

Someone turned a deaf ear and continued to carry out his great cause of expanding the territory in an orderly manner.No one can disturb me after forbearance for such a long time!

Lin Xi sighed softly, and wrapped his arms around someone's neck. There was no trace of a monster in his monster's movements. It was so natural and elegant that someone was so fascinated that he almost couldn't tell the difference between east, west, and north.

A certain person squinted his eyes, teased him familiarly, and was satisfied to hear more rapid panting sounds, and even took advantage of the victory to advance further, intending to further expand the territory.

However, Lin Xi took the opportunity of hooking her neck, leaned close to someone's ear and blew lightly, and waited until someone was almost savage, before she smiled lightly: "Mrs. Rossi said that she wants to have dinner together, Don't keep her waiting for long."

"..." Someone was unhappy, but his body continued the rhythm of being soaked in the fragrance of roses.

Lin Xi sighed, pulled someone down completely, and pressed against her chest: "Be good, be obedient."

A certain person froze. Just as he was about to say something, the hair on the top of his head had been rubbed and rubbed by Lin Xi, making it completely soft.

"Hey," someone said a little aggrieved, "my hairstyle..."

Lin Xi smiled, rubbed the top of someone's head a few more times, and then pressed her lips on the center of someone's brows that were frowning because of dissatisfaction.

Under Lin Xi's soft voice and someone's full of complaints, the two dressed neatly again.

A certain person was so angry that he had nowhere to vent his anger. He turned to look at Lin Xi, but laughed.He got up and took out a tie from the box, tied it for Lin Xi himself, adjusted the collar, and just covered the sweet and delicious little strawberry.

After putting on the tie, someone looked at Lin Xi, his eyes suddenly darkened, and he lowered his voice and asked, "You didn't come here to find me at this time, did you calculate the time?"

Lin Xi smiled and walked out without answering him.A certain person snorted and followed behind, but the doubts in his heart were getting bigger and bigger, wishing to create a black hole out of thin air, and directly swallow the delicious food that was about to fly away before he could get it completely.

Pushing open the door, the old butler and Mr. Mafia stood outside one after the other. One looked at people coldly and arrogantly with his chin, and the other looked at people coolly and domineeringly through his signature sunglasses.

Rao is a person who has never been thin-skinned, but he can't help but feel lucky that the walls of the Byzantine building are thick, and the sound insulation effect is excellent.Well, this must be appreciated.

Turning left and right all the way, when the two were introduced into the restaurant, the little translator had already sat down at a corner of the dining table.Seeing two people coming in, he waved and said, "Why are you here so late?"

So-and-so and Lin Xi naturally greeted Mrs. Rossi first, and then took their seats after exchanging pleasantries.One sits on Madame Rossi's left hand and one sits on Madame Rossi's right hand.There was a small translator beside someone, and Mr. Mafia sat opposite the little translator, right next to Lin Xi.

Somebody and Lin Xi are both used to Western food, and they can handle the prosperous and complicated French food with ease, and now they naturally have no pressure on Italian food, which is extremely elegant.

Looking at the little translator again, although it seems that he is not very familiar with Italian food, judging by the way he holds the knife and fork, he must have eaten Western food a lot.

The chefs in Mrs. Rossi's mansion are all top Italian culinary masters, and all the dishes they make are exquisite. Even simple ingredients can conjure different flavors in their hands.

What's more, there is fine wine to accompany the meal, a glass of amber light, the mellow fragrance lingers around the throat and lightly burns.

After drinking for three rounds, the little translator tugged on someone's sleeve on the table bored.

"What are you doing?" A certain person was too obviously disgusted because he was at the table, so he lowered his voice and asked, "What's the matter?" He looked at Lin Xi with a smile that was not a smile.

The corner of someone's mouth twitched, knowing that his and Xiaoduo's little actions had been discovered, he couldn't help but have a headache and had to explain it when he went back.The little translator still held on to his sleeve, and asked without hesitation, "ives, when did Mr. Lin buy a couple's tie from you?"

"..." Someone pondered for a while, and reluctantly said, "I don't know."

"It's been so long, and there are still some for sale. I'm going to buy one too." The little translator said to himself.

"That's called a tie, pay attention to the quantifier." Someone corrected solemnly, trying to confuse the audience and change the subject.

"Yeah, a tie. Anyway, I liked that one when I saw you wearing it for the first time. If there is any more, I must buy it." The little translator took a sip of wine and said happily.

"...When did you see me wearing it?" Someone asked hesitantly, forgetting his original intention to change the subject.If he remembered correctly, he hadn't worn that tie for a long time. Although it was always in the suitcase, it was always carefully stacked.

"Of course it was when we first met." The little translator said cheerfully, not saying that the more confused someone is, the happier he will be.

Someone squinted his eyes, moved the seat while the aperitif was being served, and tripped the waiter silently, just in time to pour the little interpreter's slightly bitter martini on.

The little translator knew that it was an important occasion, so he couldn't shout, so he had no choice but to appease the waiter who was apologizing, and then he withdrew from the venue to change clothes. His frustration was beyond words.

After changing his clothes, when he passed the terrace leading to the restaurant, he was suddenly pulled out.

"Hey, what are you—" The little translator was about to resist, but when he found out that it was someone, he let down his vigilance, "Why don't you sit here and eat a big meal, and come here to hide?"

Someone put his hand on the shoulder of the little translator and dragged him to the corner, looking like he was being tortured: "Tell me, when did you know me?"

"When did we meet? You still don't remember, how could I get into your brain and complete the program for you?" The little translator flattened his mouth, his expression was extremely wronged, and he was very vulnerable, not at all like the one he said. "above".

Someone pressed on step by step: "You said that you know I can sing?"

"Yeah, you sang it to me, it's very nice." The little translator said that he would never remember it wrong.

Someone frowned: "So you went to Canada seven years ago?"

"You still ask me when you clearly remember? Is it so interesting to keep pretending you don't know each other?" The little translator suddenly burst into tears, like a child who couldn't get a toy, the tears kept flowing as if they didn't need money, and they couldn't be wiped away. net.

A certain person was slightly stiff, hesitated for a moment, and slowly reached out to embrace the little translator, and took a few shots.

"Get out! You were a big liar back then, and you are still a big liar now! Don't touch me! Liar!" The little translator complained sobbing.

Someone let go of his hand and sighed: "I lost my memory, exactly seven years ago."

"What?" The little translator raised his head to look at him, his tear-filled eyes were half full of surprise and half in disbelief.

"I said I lost my memory. Seven years ago, Canada." Someone paused, and suddenly looked over the little translator's shoulder. At the entrance of the terrace, a long, familiar figure stood beside the rose-carved door.

It's not too early or too late, but I don't know how much I have listened to and watched.

The author has something to say: ==. . .I struggled with the tie for a while, first wrote a tie, then changed and changed, and finally remembered the quantifier...

Then, I will go to the other side tomorrow night to prepare for driving practice. If it goes well, I will update it before 5 o'clock.If you accidentally give birth, please wait for one more day, and I will post it when I come back~╭(╯3╰)╮

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