Chapter 562

The scene was a bit chaotic. There were so many people coming in from a small room. I was bored. I knew that the police must have been called by Mr. Lu, but I didn't expect it so soon. He's a good old man. He didn't say a word of thanks.

When the police left, I found that there was an extra person in the room, a sweating young man. He gave Mr. Lu a bag of things and said something in a low voice. Mr. Lu waved and he left. From the beginning to the end, he did not look at me.

Mr. Lu put the bag on the table and said, "here comes the beef. You can cook noodles."

Oh, I quickly took the beef to the kitchen. I think Mr. Lu must like beef very much, so he is so persistent about beef. If you know his hobby, you have to show it to him. Let him know that Xu Xian is not just a good skin bag.

My cooking is really good, thanks to my dad. My father is a cook. Although he works in a small restaurant, cooking is unique. He thinks that I am careless and useless. He is worried about my future, so he forces me to learn cooking from him. Although my family is an old man with a flat head, he is beautiful and good at cooking. In the future, he can add points when he is on a blind date. Isn't there a sentence? To catch a man's heart, grab a man's stomach first. My father also said that if I manage my husband's stomach well, he will dislike me and want a divorce in the future. I'm afraid he can't get away from it. After all, people depend on food!

My father thinks too long, but I just want to make a bowl of delicious beef noodles for Mr. Lu.

Since he likes beef so much, I'll put more beef to make him eat enough.

I thinly sliced the beef, marinated it with soy sauce, beat an egg white in it, stirred it, put it aside, and began to cook noodles.

In order to ensure the delicious food, I have made this breakfast for a long time. I'm afraid that Lu will be impatient. After all, big people have no patience.

But he didn't urge me. He just sat in the living room and smoked. In fact, I couldn't see him, but he smelled the smoke. I remember when he advised him to smoke less, he was very obedient and put out his cigarette. So I put my head out and said to him in a coquettish tone: "why did you smoke again? Don't smoke. It's bad for your health

He looked at me and said, "the noodles are ready?"

"Soon, immediately," he asked. I could not care about smoking. I went back to the kitchen and continued to make delicious beef noodles.

It's really delicious. I take a deep breath and swallow a mouthful of saliva. Who wants to say that the noodles cooked carefully are not delicious? I kick him to death!

Mr. Lu was attracted by the aroma and said, "OK?"

"OK," I took it out to the dining table outside. It was very hot. I put down the bowl. I put my hands on my ears. It seemed that many people did this. It was often played on TV. But Mr. Lu looked at me in surprise, as if it was the first time I saw it.

He took my hand and gently blew, "is it still hot?"

My hands are not hot, but my face is very hot when he blows.

I red face, hands retracted back, some shy smile: "not hot."

I was really shy, and I didn't want to hook or lure him, but Mr. Lu leaned over my waist and gently kissed me. His lips were warm, his mouth had a sweet smell of tobacco, and there was a breath of his own in his nose. All these attracted me very much. I couldn't help kissing him back.

My skill is also very good, he is more and more immersed in this kiss, I still have a little sense, that bowl of noodles will be mound if you don't eat it.

So I gently pushed him away: "Mr. Lu, the face is going to be cold."

He looked at me eagerly: "don't call Mr. Lu, call my name."

I was surprised, called his name, this Not so good, right?

"You can call," he said, raising my chin in anticipation, "call my name."

Such a look is not ferocious at all, but it makes my hair stand on end again. I call out with fear: "Lu, Lu HaoChen."

He burst out laughing, took a sip on my mouth and said, "how can you call someone with a surname?"

I never have stage fright in front of men, but in front of him some can not open, I made up my mind, cleared my throat, said: "HaoChen, eat noodles, really want to cool."

He let me go, sat down, picked up chopsticks to stir the noodles, said: "delicious."

I sat next to him, looking forward to his praise.

But when the noodles came into his mouth, he looked dignified, frowned slightly, chewed slowly and tasted it carefully. I think something is wrong, two hands do not feel shrink in front of the chest, hard press there, because the heartbeat is very fast, bang bang! Bang bang! It's like jumping out.

Mr. Lu ate three mouthfuls in a row, and then put down his chopsticks. The former soft color was completely gone. He looked at me indifferently: "is this beef noodles? When chopsticks are pulled, they are all large pieces of beef. The soup is less, the taste is salty, and the noodles are too soft. "

He spoke as if he were sitting in a breakfast shop complaining to the waiter.

The noodles are too soft because they have been kept for a long time. I have reminded you twice who asked you to do something about it. But the soup is less salty, which is not true. I have tried the taste. The saltiness is just right, and the soup is moderate. When it comes to beef, isn't it that your old man lost his temper in the early morning? You won't like more meat for you.I listen to his accusation respectfully like a waiter, but my heart is a secret stomach.

He threw his chopsticks away and sat back on the sofa and lit a cigarette. This time, I dare not talk to him. I just hope he goes to work soon. What are you doing with me?

I'm not sure. Does he want this bowl of noodles? It's a pity not to put so much beef. But he disliked it so much that he didn't want it. So I picked up my chopsticks and ate them silently. I'll go to work.

When Mr. Lu was smoking, the phone rang. I glanced at him and saw that he was in a hurry when he picked up the phone, as if someone had caught him when he was doing something bad.

He quickly went to the balcony, his voice clear, as if with some joy: "Xiaoxian, how are you?"

I'm surprised, the noodles on the chopsticks almost shake off, Xiaoxian? It turns out that there is a fairy. Last time I heard a few people in the finance department mention Xiaoxian and make fun of me. I didn't care at all. Mr. Lu called me Xiaoxian, and I didn't think much about it. It turns out that

I felt as if I had stepped down the stairs suddenly, and the moment of panic and fear gripped my heart tightly.

I suddenly understood everything. Little sister Wu said that I looked like Xiaoxian and had done cleaning like Xiaoxian. However, Mr. Lu liked Xiaoxian. For some reason, he didn't get her, so Mr. Lu took a fancy to me and wanted to find a substitute.

I just wonder, a small cleaner, how can resist the charm of Mr. Lu? Like I was easily taken by him?

And that fairy is still connected with him.

I began to recall his strange behaviors. He called me Xiaoxian and asked me to take charge of the sanitation of his office, keep the file cabinet clean, live in such a dilapidated house, and ask me to call his name and this bowl of beef noodles It's all about Xiaoxian, right?

I suddenly feel a little cold, the bright sunshine outside the window seems to be another world, and the room is overcast.

Mr. Lu came in with a little sunshine on his shoulder. I've never seen him like this. He seems to come out of the sunshine. He is handsome and bright. He laughs vividly. It's really fascinating!

I held my breath and looked at him stupidly.

Mr. Lu came up to me and said with a smile, "the noodles taste OK. Who taught you to cook them?"

I like a string puppet, dry answer: "my father taught, he is a cook."

He eyebrows a pick: "so your father is a cook, then you have a good mouth."

I want to say, if you are with me, you will have a good mouth, but I know it is wishful thinking!

This is the longest time that Mr. Lu stayed with me since we met. We spent the night together. When we got up in the morning, I cooked noodles for him, although he only ate three bites. But in the end, he praised me and said that the taste of noodles was OK.

So I decided to go home and learn a new dish or two from my father. Although I can't make Xiaoxian's noodles, I will let him remember my dishes.

I bought gifts for my parents with my salary. My mother is a set of skin care products, and my father is an electric razor. The parents who received the gift were very excited, because it was a gift that I had given them seriously all the time.

My mother almost burst into tears and rubbed the packing box of skin care products. It seemed that she couldn't see enough: "you can keep it for yourself. It's a bit spoiled for such expensive things."

I said, "Mom, you're only in your forties. It's when I use these that I have a lot of collagen on my face. I don't need these."

Dad rubbed under his chin with a razor and nodded: "yes, this one works better than mine. My daughter really knows how to buy it. "

In fact, when I was shopping with them in the supermarket, I found that my father's eyes were always staring at Philip's electric razor, but the price was a little expensive, and he was not willing to buy it. Now that I'm rich, I'll buy him the expensive one. It's more than a thousand, but I said it's only two hundred, and my dad's happy.

I asked him to learn how to cook. He was even more happy. He put away the razor and took me into the kitchen. I brought the dishes. I thought the dishes were too ordinary. So I bought the super sirloin and prawns, and asked him to teach me how to make the honey sirloin and drunken shrimp.

My father taught me as always, and I learned more seriously than ever. After playing in the kitchen for a long time, my father and daughter finally brought the two dishes to the table. They were delicious and delicious. I'm confident that Mr. Lu will like it.

I thought I would not see Mr. Lu for a long time, but after only a few days, he came to see me. As soon as I entered the door, I was asked to pack my luggage and said that he would take me to another place to live. It is no longer safe here.

I wonder why it's not safe?

He said that brother Qiang was only temporarily locked in and would come out soon. It would be bad to come to trouble in time.