The preschool teacher's wife of the president with facial paralysis

"Ah?" The other party's sudden words made Luo Heng a little confused. He looked up at the person in front of him with a puzzled expression on his face.The other party was half a head taller than him, standing in front of him at the moment, looking down at him slightly, with an indistinct look in his dark eyes.

Hei Zhe looked at the other party quietly without speaking, then suddenly looked away after a while, pursed his lips and said, "It's nothing." After speaking, he turned and walked forward.

The two waiters standing at the door saw someone coming, and immediately walked forward with sweet smiles, one of them said: "Mr. Hei, the private room has been prepared according to your requirements, please come inside."

Hei Zhe nodded, and the two of them came down to a private room in the corner of the first floor under the guidance of the waiter. Luo Heng walked beside him, and seeing that he was familiar with the way, he knew that he was a regular visitor here.

Along the way, Luo Heng noticed that each private room was named after the 24 solar terms, and the corresponding decorations were also different, but one thing they had in common was that there was a high wooden threshold.Luo Heng visually estimated that it was as high as his calf. He looked at his legs and felt that it would be troublesome at that time.

However, when he limped to the reserved private room with a cane behind him, there was a burst of surprise in his eyes.

This is the last solar term of the 24 solar terms. It is extremely cold, and on the tightly covered bamboo curtains, there are exquisite pictures, dead trees, cold nights, and heavy snow like goose feathers. Black and white alternately outline a kind of loneliness independent of the world. Move, the bamboo curtain hangs down to the ground, a piece of flatness.

The waiter stepped forward and opened the bamboo curtain, looked at the two guests in front of him, with a smile just right on his delicately made-up face, and said softly, "Two gentlemen, please."

Luo Heng lowered his eyelids to hide the surprise in his eyes, and walked in behind Hei Zhe, looking at the tall and handsome back of the man in front of him, he was a little moved, this man... actually noticed his inconvenience carefully.

Private restaurants do not say that the dishes here are delicacies from mountains and seas, but that they use the most common dishes and cook them in the simplest way to lock their original fragrance and nutrients to a great extent. In today's society, people often notice The most important thing is those things with exquisite packaging and complicated production process, but the most real and simple things are often ignored. The same is true for dishes.

Luo Heng looked at the ordinary home-cooked dishes presented by the waiter, and knew that since the other party chose to come to this place, he must have his reasons. Sure enough, when he picked up the green vegetables in front of him and put them in his mouth, there was a tinge between his lips and teeth. Qingxiang proved that his thoughts were right.

The two ate quietly, neither of them spoke, the sound of the light touch of the bowls and chopsticks was intertwined into a piece of music, inexplicably harmonious.

After a long time, Hei Zhe put down the bowls and chopsticks in his hands first, picked up a tissue beside him, wiped his mouth, then looked up at the person sitting opposite.

Luo Heng was drinking the soup with a bowl in his hand. He stopped when he felt the other party's gaze. Looking at the other party, he felt a little embarrassed and said, "Sorry, I haven't eaten such a delicious dish for a long time. I can't control myself for a while."

"It's okay." Hei Zhe looked at him and shook his head, but the scene when he saw him eating in the hospital came to his mind. This person... seems to eat a kind of food in front of him no matter what he eats. The most delicious feeling, even under his influence, I unknowingly drank an extra bowl of soup than usual.

"Mr. Luo finished eating?" Seeing the other party put down the bowl in his hand, Hei Zhe asked aloud.

Luo Heng nodded slightly. Although he was very embarrassed, he had to say that the food here was really delicious. Even though he was already full, he still had something to say.

"Now, can I hear Mr. Luo's thoughts? Regarding the suggestion I made on the phone last night." Hei Zhe, who is used to holding the initiative in his hands, first asked.

"Of course," Luo Heng listened to the other party's words, looked up at him, with a serious expression on his face, "My answer to Mr. Hei's proposal is, I accept it."

"Very good," although he already knew that the other party would agree, but when he heard it with his own ears again, a faint sense of joy floated in Hei Zhe's heart, which made his expression soften unconsciously, "I'm very happy that Mr. Luo Making such a wise decision, if Xiaoxiao knows about it, he will be very happy."

Luo Heng thought of the child's happy appearance, and unconsciously put on a doting smile on his face.

After the two talked for a while, Luo Heng's phone rang suddenly. There was an emergency at home, and he had to rush back immediately. He could only explain the situation to Hei Zhe with apology. Hei Zhe nodded to express his understanding, and made an appointment After signing the contract, the person was sent home.

On the other side, a black and white contract has been quietly placed on Heizhe's desk...