Reborn in 2014, getting rich from the World Cup

Yang Zheng had already visited everywhere when he came last time.

So this time I just went straight to the kitchen to help.

Then Yuan Lu quickly realized that her clothes were not worn in vain.

It was the end of July and the weather was hot.

Summer home clothes, besides being loose, are also very... thin.

Plus, I'm busy in the kitchen, so naturally I move a lot.

So...

"She's gone."

Yang Zheng reminded in a calm tone.

Yuan Lu panicked and subconsciously lifted her collar.

But then he thought of something and... pulled himself back.

She said nonchalantly, "Why don't you just not look at me? I'm not your type anyway."

Yang Zheng: “…”

Is this a question of type?

But since Yuan Lu herself doesn't care.

He naturally doesn't care.

The scallion white is really white, no wonder it is called scallion white.

Unfortunately, a little further down, it is blocked by the green onion.

I really want to tear off the green onion.

Men and women are matched, so work is not tiring.

The two of them worked together and soon prepared three dishes and a soup.

"Are you really only 18?"

Yuan Lu suddenly asked.

Yang Zheng glanced at her and said, "You want me to show you my ID card?"

Yuan Lu chuckled and shook her head.

Although what she said just now was a question.

But in fact it is an exclamation that requires no answer.

It was the sense of harmony that Yang Zheng gave her when they were cooking together that inspired her to express her thoughts.

I am almost 30 years old.

How could I find that soul mate feeling in an 18-year-old boy?

You know, when she grew up and went to college, Yang Zheng was just in elementary school!

When I think about it this way, how do I feel...

More excited?

"What are you daydreaming about? Where's the wine?"

Yang Zheng didn't see any wine in the refrigerator, so he asked.

Yuan Lu came back to her senses, her eyes twinkling as she said, "I forgot to buy beer. Let's drink white wine today."

As she said that, she went to get some wine from the cabinet.

Yang Zheng quickly shook his head: "No! Forget it if you didn't buy it. I won't drink it today."

He paused and said, "I really don't want to drink white wine. I drank about four bottles last night and I still feel nauseous."

"4 bottles?"

Yuan Lu opened her mouth in surprise.

She was also thinking of switching to white wine today to make Yang Zheng a little drunk.

But she only weighed about two kilograms.

If you really drink white wine.

I'm afraid I'll have to rely on myself at night.

But if I don’t drink, then I will have even less chance, right?

She thought for a moment and said, "Let's order takeout."

Yang Zheng looked at her speechlessly: "The food is ready. It will take at least half an hour to order takeout. Now you just sit there and wait. Do you think you'll have to reheat it when the time comes?"

"It's not impossible."

Yuan Lu said something, paused for a moment and then said, "Then let's drink red wine."

As she spoke, she went straight to the cabinet and took out two bottles of red wine.

Yang Zheng looked helpless: "Why do I have to drink?"

Yuan Lu didn't answer, but just started drinking.

She knew it was impossible to get Yang Zheng drunk.

But alcohol can speed up blood circulation and make people more excited than usual.

So it’s better to have a drink than not to have a drink.

Besides, she herself needed some alcohol to give herself courage.

After pouring the wine.

The two of them sat down and started eating and drinking.

Yuan Lu schemingly urged Yang Zheng to drink frequently, while she herself only took a sip.

Not long after.

There are already four empty red wine bottles on the table.

Seeing that Yang Zheng still looked normal.

Yuan Lu didn't open the wine again.

Because she knows: You can never get drunk someone who drinks red wine as grape juice...

and.

Although these bottles of wine are not very expensive, they are her own collection.

It costs several thousand per bottle!

How could it withstand Yang Zheng's treatment like drinking water!

"Just sit there for a while, I'll clean up."

After finishing the meal, Yuan Lu spoke.

Yang Zheng nodded and went to the living room.

He can help with cooking, but when it comes to cleaning up... he says he's really not good at it.

Yang Zheng sat in the living room for a long time.

Yuan Lu came over with her hands waving.

She not only cleared the table, but also cleaned the kitchen and washed the dishes.

That's right, she was deliberately wasting time.

She didn't expect that the distance between their two houses was just up and down the stairs.

Even if it was early in the morning, if Yang Zheng wanted to go back, wouldn't it just be a matter of taking the elevator?

"Where's the rendering?"

When Yang Zheng saw her coming over, he asked.

“In my phone album.”

Yuan Lu said, motioning to the phone on the table: "You take a look first, I'm going to take a shower, I smell of cooking fumes, it's quite uncomfortable."

After saying that, she added, "The password is 001028."

Yang Zheng looked up at her for a moment, then took the phone and asked, "Birthday?"

"Correct."

Yuan Lu responded.

Yang Zheng said with a half-smile, "A girl born in the 00s? She looks quite mature."

"Go to hell!"

Yuan Lu rolled her eyes in annoyance and turned back to the bedroom.

Yang Zheng unlocked his phone, opened the photo album, and looked at the renderings.

The rendering is definitely beautiful.

High-end atmosphere and class.

After all, how can a decoration company that can’t even produce good renderings survive?

As Yang Zheng was flipping through the pages, his eyes suddenly lit up.

After the beautiful decoration renderings.

It’s a more beautiful...private photo!

The royal sister is indeed beautiful and has a good figure.

The photos look tempting.

But it's just a photo after all.

And it’s not very private.

So Yang Zheng actually felt quite calm watching this.

The peak scenery when we were cooking together just now was more vivid than this.

but.

What does it mean to have a few private photos among a bunch of work pictures?

Did she do it on purpose, or was she doing it intentional?

And went to take a shower...

Yang Zheng was a little confused for a moment.

He didn't want to be an honest man like in his previous life.

But Yuan Lu gave him a good impression, and he didn't want to destroy their simple friendship.

Is it true that there can't be pure friendship between men and women?

Yang Zheng asked an honest question.

But in fact, this is not the way honest people think.

However, in today's social environment, people who think this way appear to be more honest.

It didn't take long.

"Have you finished reading?"

Yuan Lu came over wearing cool silk pajamas and wiping her hair.

According to research, people who have just taken a shower look 30% more beautiful than usual.

So when you look in the mirror after taking a shower, you will feel that you look better than usual.

"How long can I look at just those few pictures?"

Yang Zheng paused, retracted his gaze, and replied.

Yuan Lu sat directly next to him and asked, "How do you feel?"

Yang Zheng nodded: "Very good, just install it according to the renderings."

"What about the other photos?"

Yuan Lu tilted her head and looked at him.

It actually looks a bit cute.

Yang Zheng pursed his dry lips and nodded again: "Very beautiful."

"Then why are you still standing there?"

Yuan Lu said, turning over and sitting on his lap: "I didn't ask you to take responsibility, why are you hesitating and pretending to be Liu Xiahui?"

After saying this, he didn't wait for Yang Zheng to reply.

Yuan Lu pushed him down on the sofa and covered his mouth.

She said this and took action to this extent.

Naturally, Yang Zheng couldn't still think about whether it was pure friendship or not.

With a little effort, he picked up Yuan Lu, exchanged positions with her, and sounded the clarion call for a counterattack.

I can't sleep tonight.