Little Mr. is one hundred years old

When Xiao Lian woke up in the morning, the first thing he did was to water the big and small plants, and then fed the koi—this was something he did every day.

At this moment, Baizi slid down the stairs slowly, Xiaolian walked into the kitchen, took out three boxes of luncheon meat from the refrigerator, dug them out and put them on a plate, added two more eggs, and then put the plate in front of Baizi: "That's all for this morning, I'll go to the supermarket and buy some more today."

Bai Zi touched Xiao Lian's hand with his head, and then he buried his head in eating - it ate very slowly and elegantly, even among the snakes, it should be like a nobleman.Xiao Lianyou poured a bottle of fresh milk into the bowl and put it aside—"My master and I don't eat meat, I have pity on you and can only eat canned food..."

While talking, Xiao Lian heard movement on the stairs, looked up and saw Qing Huan who was wearing a gray sweater, and was a little surprised: "Master? Today is Sunday, why did you get up so early?"

Qing Huan flicked her long bangs on her forehead, leaned on the railing, and said slowly, "I'm hungry."

Hearing Qing Huan's words, Xiao Lian's eyes widened in surprise, and even Bai Zi raised his head to look at Qing Huan——

"Master, are you... hungry???" How could the master be hungry?The master is not a mortal, and his appetite is not that strong...

Qing Huan went downstairs: "Is there anything to eat?"

"...Oh, yes." Xiao Lian hurried back to the kitchen, took out half of the cheesecake left over from yesterday from the refrigerator, carefully cut a few pieces, and brought it out: "Master, let's eat the cake... "

However, he saw Qing Huan squatting in front of Bai Zi, watching Bai Zi eat intently, and when he heard Xiao Lian talking, he turned his head and said, "I want to eat meat."

With a "click", the cake in Xiao Lian's hand fell to the ground.

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Xiao Lian was lying on the sofa, her eyes wide open, watching Qing Huan eating Orleans grilled chicken wings with a very serious and serious expression, and on the coffee table in front of him, besides KFC wrapping paper, there were many the bones of...

Bai Zi was lying on the carpet in front of Qing Huan, swallowing chicken popcorn.

"Master..." Xiao Lian said timidly, "Have you eaten enough?"

Qing Huan glanced at him, shook her head, and continued to eat the chicken legs.

What should I do... Master is so scary right now... Woohoo... Could it be that he is possessed by something? ...

And Qing Huan's cell phone rang at this time - it was Lou Zhao's call.

Qing Huan looked at the phone, frowned, dried her hands with a paper towel reluctantly, and then answered the phone——

"Hey?"

"Does Mr. Xiao have an appointment today?"

Qing Huan said: "No, but I don't want to go out." She simply refused.

"It's a pity, I originally wanted to invite Mr. Xiao to dinner..."

Hearing that please eat, Qing Huan hesitated for a moment—the ones I ate just now were not satisfying at all——

"Where to eat?"

Qing Huan's answer made Lou Zhao a little surprised—because according to Qing Huan's personality, he simply said that he would not go unless there was a big attraction—and he didn't really care about eating, but today……

"I'll go pick up Mr. Little."

"Ah."

Lou Zhao came very quickly, Qing Huan got into his car and left, and Gu Yuehua arrived on the back -

"Where's Qing Huan?"

"Master just went out." Xiao Lian was worried about the junk food on the coffee table.

"one person?"

"And his friend is the very rich Mr. Lou." Xiao Lian's impression of Lou Zhao was "rich", as if he had a golden glow all over him.

Gu Yuehua raised her eyebrows, and then saw the things on the coffee table—"Those are?"

"Master just got it." Xiao Lian was a little worried as she spoke: "Mr. Gu, Master was so strange when he woke up this morning... He said he was hungry and wanted to eat meat... Tell me, should Master not eat meat?" Could it be possessed by something?"

Gu Yuehua was silent for a while, "Where is that pipa now?"

"I don't know... the master put it away as if..."

Gu Yuehua nodded: "Okay, I understand."

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"French foie gras with fragrant shoulder, onion and bacon, Italian meat roll, honey roasted ham, red wine braised beef tongue, sea bass in white sauce, sirloin steak, cold roasted lamb leg, grilled crab meat with cheese and mushrooms, roasted turkey with apple juice, Another oxtail soup."

Lou Zhao, who was listening on the side, couldn't help being speechless. After Qing Huan finished ordering, he said, "Mr. Xiao, I can order it myself."

Qing Huan handed him the menu: "This is mine, now it's your turn to order."

"..." Lou Zhao almost felt a little dazed—why did it feel so unreal?If there is no problem with his ears, he should order all meat dishes, right?The reason why I chose to come to the western restaurant is also because Qing Huan likes to eat all kinds of desserts in this western restaurant, but what Qing Huan ordered just now, not to mention the strange desserts, is that there is no vegetable...

Lou Zhao thought it might be Qing Huan's whim, he might not be able to eat those things, but when the dishes came out one by one, seeing Qing Huan's appetite, he almost felt like he was in a dream—this is... Is that Bai Qinghuan who doesn't smell meaty?Is this change too big?If it wasn't the person I picked up at his home, I thought it was a disguise...

Qing Huan licked the honey juice from her lips, looked up at Lou Zhao with a strange expression: "Aren't you going to eat?"

"Mr. Xiao..." Lou Zhao said slowly, "Are you feeling unwell today?"

"Me? Very good." Qing Huanyou took a sip of oxtail soup: "Is there any problem?"

"But, Mr. Xiao, I remember...you are a vegetarian."

"Oh... this," Qing Huan said disapprovingly, "I suddenly want to eat meat, it's as simple as that."

How easy is it...

"It's such a coincidence that I met you here." A charming voice said.

Qing Huan looked up and saw a somewhat familiar woman—her jet-black hair was coiled, and she was wearing a crystal hair accessory inlaid with pink pearls. Bare boots, about ten centimeters high, make her legs more slender and slender. She has one hand in her pocket, and the other hand is holding a red plaid Chanel clutch bag. The pigeon egg she wears on her hand Shining brightly under the style, it is particularly conspicuous——

The look is indeed familiar——Qing Huan remembered, isn't she the Wei Zilin whom she had met before?This Ms. Wei has a great spectrum, and from the first time she saw her, she was very displeased with her appearance - it turned out that those gossip magazines said all kinds of news between Wei Zilin and Lou Zhao, and even once said that they wanted to get married. , but these news dissipated later, and Lou Zhao himself never mentioned a word.

"Miss Wei, what a coincidence?" Lou Zhao leaned on the back of the chair, not intending to get up, smiling gentlemanly and politely, but just showing a sense of alienation.

Hearing Lou Zhao call herself this, Wei Zilin's face was a little stiff, but it was only for a moment—"I had dinner with a friend, and you know my friend, Miss Sun from Yuanri International, would you like to come over and let's go together?" Let's chat?" Wei Zilin's tone was gentle, taking a tender offensive.

"Thank you Miss Wei for the invitation, but I also have friends to accompany me, so I can only say sorry."

Wei Zilin's eyes fell on Qing Huan. If Qing Huan read it right, her eyes showed "disgust", but after all, she is a lady, and she knows how to restrain herself—she smiled slightly: "We have met before. , yes...is Mr. Bai right?"

Qing Huan remembered that her attitude was quite arrogant last time, but this time she put on a gentle and magnanimous attitude. If she was in another place, Qing Huan would think that she was the mistress of the house——

"Miss Wei, hello, I'm Bai Qinghuan, just teach me my name."

Wei Zilin glanced at the glossy dishes in front of Qing Huan, and said with a smile, "Mr. Bai has a big appetite, but it's better to pay attention to his healthy diet, with a reasonable mix of meat and vegetables, and order as much as possible."

The sourness in that tone can be heard by anyone——

Qing Huan turned to look at Lou Zhao: "Does Miss Wei mean that I eat too much and have no restraint?"

Lou Zhao smiled and put the sliced ​​sirloin in front of Qing Huan: "If you want to eat, eat more, as long as you feel happy eating."

Wei Zilin was slapped in the face, and she was still slapped in the face by Lou Zhao, her face suddenly turned red and then blue, and the clutch in her hand was about to be scratched by the purple-red fingernails——

Qing Huan said to Wei Zilin: "Miss Wei wears such high heels, is it tiring to stand like this? How about sitting down and chatting?"

Before Wei Zilin could speak, Lou Zhao said, "Miss Wei has a friend who wants to meet, so don't waste her time. Then, Miss Wei, let's talk about it next time."

It was only a matter of saying "you can get out" - Wei Zilin's eyes were red, but she held back - "Okay, goodbye."

Seeing Wei Zilin turn around and walk away stepping on her high heels, Qing Huan was worried that she walked too fast and sprained her slender ankle...

"Does it look good?" Lou Zhao asked leisurely when he saw Qing Huan staring at Wei Zilin's back.

"Of course you should appreciate beautiful food." Qing Huan said to Lou Zhao: "It's a pity, such a beauty, I think she should have been pampered since she was a child, but she just wants to please you in every possible way. You really don't like it." Tempted?"

"It's a pity," Lou Zhaoyi pointed out, "It's a pity that the person is wrong."

Qing Huan avoided his fiery gaze: "That's because you are too picky. Of course, you have the capital to be picky."

Lou Zhao smiled: "I used to see you impatient to say a few more words, but just now it seems that you deliberately hurt Wei Zilin."

Qing Huan stirred the soup in front of her a few times: "Perhaps... it's because I ate too much meat and got angry."

"However," Lou Zhao winked at Qing Huan, "I think you are quite vivid like this."

Qing Huan asked back: "Could it be that I was very rigid before?"

Lou Zhao chuckled a few times before asking: "By the way, there will be an entertainment event later, do you want to go with me?"

Qing Huan raised her head: "What activity?"

"A private party."

"Is it fun?"

"The location is the White Oriole Club, and there are many recreational measures for you to play."

Qing Huan just thought about it: "Okay."

In fact, I'm not sure that Qing Huan will be invited by Lou Zhao, I just asked tentatively, and I didn't expect Qing Huan to agree—today Qing Huan is surprisingly easy to talk...