Candy cubes crackling

Su Mazhen's reception banquet at this table is really good, the food is exquisite in her mouth, and decent in her eyes.

Originally, this Japanese dish was raw and cold, and it would hurt your stomach if you tasted it in the cold, but it couldn't stop Su Mazhen's exquisite mind, and she had another wonderful method.She asked the Japanese chef to clean up the fresh fugu on the spot, put the skin into sushi, fry the meat, boil the bone broth, and then put a circle of exquisite small plates and pour the dipping sauce, and serve delicious food for people.

After a meal, accompanied by beauties and fine wine, Su Mazhen finally coaxed the hard-to-serve young master of Miura's family into a sweet heart, and her painstaking efforts were not in vain.

Good flowers need good potted plants, Su Mazhen set up the stage well, and Bai Xiuying's role singing is not bad.She is from a good background as a noble lady, she is generous and calm in her dealings with others, and she is not shy about showing up when things happen. Her various advantages have won Su Mazhen's satisfaction, making her feel quite lucky to have picked up a treasure.

When Su Mazhen was in a good mood, it was necessary to win over Bai Xiuying a little bit.Knowing that the little sister of the Bai family was waiting at home, she asked Bai Xiuying to go to the kitchen to pick up a few clean pastries that she liked and take them home. Finally, she specially ordered the bodyguards at home to drive Miss Bai to the door of the residence.

Bai Xiuying accepted Su Mazhen's kindness calmly, and did not express her gratitude with a shy face, because she felt that everyone had figured it out very clearly, and there was no need to engage in such hypocritical tricks.She weighed her work today is no different from making a joke, there is an indistinct sense of dust in it, even though her face is stable in this world, she can't be happy in her heart.

Thinking of this, Bai Xiuying silently went to the quiet room to take off her kimono and changed back to her casual clothes, walked around to the back door without touching the ground, and left in a car.

In the front hall, Su Mazhen was sitting on the sofa courteously and said to Miura Fulang, "Master Fenglang, the guest room has been furnished, and you can stay anytime after you finish eating."

"Boss Su, don't worry, Eiichi Sanada has already booked a room for me at the Senmachi Hotel in advance." Furo Miura lowered his head and moved the thin cigarette between his fingers to the ashtray at hand, flicking it, and refused directly Su Mazhen's kindness.

Su Mazhen couldn't fawn on her, and she didn't force her when she was declined by Furo Miura.She raised her hands peacefully and gathered the cashmere shawl on her body, nodded to Furo Miura with a smile on her face, and said, "I'm relieved to hear what you said. Mr. Sanada is a thoughtful person, and he must have arranged for you very well." appropriate."

Furo Miura didn't say a word when he heard the words, and smiled slightly, which was a tacit agreement.In fact, in his capacity, neither Su Mazhen nor Sanada Yongichi need to give face.In essence, these two people are eating the Miura family's rewards, and they are all servants of different surnames who are outside the Miura family. If they can't even do this little thing well, it would be too unreasonable.

Su Mazhen caught the sarcasm in his eyes for a moment, and without making a sound, she lowered her eyebrows and took a sip of hot tea as if unintentionally, still thinking highly of the future president in her heart.Like this kind of superior person at the top of the food chain, with his earth-shattering skills, no matter how arrogant he is, he has the confidence.Apart from envious eyes, you really have nothing to do with him.

Thinking of this, Su Mazhen continued to speak with a smile on her face, "Master Feng Lang, if you want to visit the Champs Elysees tomorrow, just give me a call, and I will personally show you around the store. "

"It's not too busy. I'm going abroad on purpose. I don't see my family first. It's too impersonal." Furo Miura glanced at her lightly, half-closed his eyes and spit out a white smoke ring from his mouth, his face He laughed very restrainedly.

"Are you referring to the young master Xinjiu?" Su Mazhen hesitated for a moment when she heard this, and asked Furo Miura tentatively.

She is doing the Miura family's business here, and she usually has contacts with Sanada Shinichi. Naturally, she is not unfamiliar with the "superior dispute" between these two young masters.Su Mazhen looked down on Miura Xinjiu who had lost power, and thought that she had no need to curry favor with that concubine young master, so she turned a blind eye and never came to the door to show her favor.

"Don't put this kind of thing on the table." Furo Miura casually extinguished the cigarette butt between his fingers in the ashtray, and said a sentence from his mouth lightly, "My brother, just hide The poor chick under the father's wing is not worth mentioning."

After all, he stepped on the leather shoes on his feet and beat the time leisurely on the floor, as if Miura Shinjiu was a funny buffoon, removing that layer of identity that was not recognized by the family, all that was left was to add to himself. For jokes.

At that time, during the time when Furo Miura was staying at Su Mazhen's house as a guest, Miura Xinjiu found the female student's information registration form from the bookcase in the office, and hid the things in the file bag when no one was around. Sneaked it home.

He made another registration list privately a few days ago, and now he has caught the loophole, just in time to exchange the fake copy in the drawer at home with the original one he brought home.

Unknowingly, Miura Shinjiu replaced the female students on the list with the guise arranged by him.

Miura Xinjiu knew very well in his heart that although Lu Liuyun appeared every day and was close at hand, there was always an insurmountable gap between him and him.The person he loves is condescending, and only when he is severely pulled down from the altar can he have a chance to ask him to bow his head, or to ask for it openly.

His obsession is too deep, even if Lu Liuyun already has Zhou Hengxi, even if the pair of childhood sweethearts who love each other have already lived together, in his eyes Lu Liuyun is still as pure as snow.Driven by this obsession, Miura Xinjiu felt both hatred and fear in his heart, hated that his love would not be known to Lu Liuyun, and feared that his love would be treated like nothing by Lu Liuyun.Now that he has come to this situation, he can no longer suppress his intertwined emotions, Miura Xinjiu can't wait to use his own iron to imprint the prisoner's brand on Lu Liuyun's body, making this person his own only.

For Miura Shinjiu, there is not much difference between a hypocrite and a real villain. If he knew that things would develop into a scene that made him sad like today, he would not adopt a soft policy to approach Lu Liuyun from the very beginning.He had already suffered a big loss in Japan, and now that he is in China, he will not allow himself to repeat the same mistake no matter what.

He didn't mind that Lu Liuyun was stared at and scolded by people all over the world, if it really happened like that, he would be happier in his heart.Because I finally have a confidant who resonates with me, and I can empathize with the unknown pain.

What does it matter if you are notorious, Lu Jun only needs his gentleness.

The thoughts in Miura Xinjiu's mind at the moment are crazy.However, when he silently calculated the plan expressionlessly, he felt an inexplicable pleasure.

The music in the room was not interrupted. He forgot to turn off the phonograph when he went out in the morning, and the pointer was grinding on the record, spinning the familiar sweet tune.Miura Shinjiu couldn't help humming behind him, stood in the empty path and gestured with his hands open, his arms were obviously empty, but he danced intoxicated in it.

"It would be great if he really belonged to me alone." Miura Shinjiu turned sideways, took out a twig of daffodil from the vase on the table, and brushed it on his face imagining, that is Lu Liuyun's fingers were gently stroking his skin.

***

"Strange, why do my eyelids keep twitching today."

In the quiet afternoon of the Zhou Mansion, Lu Liuyun lay on the bed and rubbed the center of his eyebrows restlessly, feeling very confused.

"Could it be that I was scared by my muddy body when I entered the door today?" Zhou Hengxi joked after hearing this.

"Hard to say."

Lu Liuyun shook his head solemnly, then slapped his thigh and smiled at him twice, "What if a magpie came to report?"

"It's a beautiful idea."

Zhou Hengxi rolled the newspaper in his hand into a cylinder, tapped it lightly on his head, and it immediately collapsed.Lu Liuyun snatched the roll of newspaper from him, spread it out on the bed, pointed to a line of typeface on it and said with a smile, "See, our Youth Student Charity Association is on the news again."

"show off."

Zhou Hengxi stretched out his hand and scratched his nose lightly, looked down at the newspaper, and couldn't help but smile too.

I don't know which reporter wrote the testimonial for the charity association. The words used throughout the article are full of literary and literary words. In the end, he was so inspired that he improvised a rhyming doggerel. It's really dumbfounding.

Lu Liuyun obviously noticed it too, and he read the doggerel together, "Marshal, Mr. Lang, has a kind heart; he is busy day and night, recommending a good job; entering his charitable hall, the students hold their heads high."

Unexpectedly, the articles in this newspaper were made obscure, but the doggerel was written in a popular way.

"Tell me, why does this poem look a bit awkward?" Lu Liuyun shook his head and folded the newspaper, and put it on the bedside table next to him.Although he is very happy to be praised, if everyone can focus on the significance of the establishment of the charity association, then everyone will be happy.

Zhou Hengxi couldn't be more aware of his small thoughts. After hearing this, he put Lu Liuyun's hand to his lips and exhaled, "Daughter-in-law, don't worry if you seek benevolence. Anyway, the Public Welfare Association has just stood firm now. Wait until it works well before thinking about anything else.”

Lu Liuyun thought about it seriously, and honestly told him what was in his heart, "I don't have to eat it in one bite to make me a big fat man. How should I put it, I feel that people from the outside world are praising me even more. The more uncertain you feel in your heart. I'm afraid that if I accidentally make a mistake, it will ferment into a bad influence and affect the people around me."

"Aren't the core management members of the public welfare association arranged by people you can trust?" Zhou Hengxi rubbed Lu Liuyun's hair, and continued to add his cheek to his, "Even if something goes wrong, I will be by your side to protect you Escort, what are you afraid of?"

A warm feeling surged in Lu Liuyun's heart, he turned his head slightly, pecked lightly on his thin lips, and said happily, "Mr. Zhou, you are so kind."

Zhou Hengxi buried his head and licked Lu Liuyun's moist lips, and said politely to him, "Daughter-in-law, you are also good."

After speaking, the two embraced each other affectionately.