Go to a windy place and wait for the wind to come

Chapter 186 The Price of Saying Wrong Words

Hu Youyu left.

He went upstairs slowly, went downstairs with the guitar on his back, and walked out of the small courtyard. In the kitchen, Xu Hongdou was staring at Zhang Wentao who was washing the dishes. Seeing his virtue, he became angry.

But what can be done.

The woman in her family doesn't love herself, so she insists on letting him get wet.

What can he say to this greasy man who bullies others and doesn't want his face...

After Hu Youyu walked out of the small courtyard, he also let out a sigh of relief. He really didn't expect Zhang Wentao, a hypocritical guy, to be hypocritical even to wash the dishes.

Fortunately, someone took care of him.

Xu Hongdou also noticed the displeasure on Zhang Wentao's face, and said softly: "You said that you are such an old person, don't you just wash the dishes. Don't you think you are very naive, huh?"

The corners of Zhang Wentao's mouth twitched, what is childish?This is a matter of principle!
A cook can wash the pan, but never the dishes!

Just as he was about to argue, Xu Hongdou handed over a dirty plate and said, "Hurry up and wash it, I'll take the computer to your room after washing, and let's go to bed early after watching the variety show.

You need to go to bed early, do you hear me? "

Zhang Wentao was dumbfounded, and said in astonishment: "You want to come to my house?"

Xu Hongdou nodded, indicating that the other party heard correctly. She had already made up her mind when she was chatting and looking at the photos.

In addition to relying on the watch to supervise, she felt that she had to end it herself.

"Then I'll be right away, you go and prepare the milk first." Zhang Wentao responded, and he quickly speeded up his hands with joy in his heart.

Variety show?

I'm not interested in watching it. A chef leads a group of celebrities to open a restaurant. What's there to see.

But Xu Hongdou was willing to come to her room to watch variety shows together.

Zhang Wentao was secretly delighted when he thought of it.

Although I know that the other party will definitely not stay in my room at night, the meaning of being willing to come over shows that as the relationship develops and deepens.

A lot of things, in the end, are a matter of course.

When Xu Hongdou saw the other party, his expression of reluctance immediately changed to beaming and he could only rely on himself.

After looking at him with smiling eyes for a few seconds, he said "childish" and walked to the restaurant.

After a while, she came over with milk.

In the small pot for boiling milk, fill it up, and while heating it on the fire, I brought two cups, squeezed some honey, and stood aside carefully waiting for the milk to boil.

After a while, she went to the room first with two glasses of milk.

And Zhang Wentao, who was thrown in the kitchen, was still diligently washing the dishes.

Today's bowls, he brushed them extra carefully and carefully, for fear that he might be dissatisfied in the slightest when Xu Hongdou came down to check them.

What happened to the cook washing the dishes?
The cook not only knows how to wash the dishes, but also cleans them very well.

After affirming the fruits of his labor, Zhang Wentao wiped his hands with kitchen paper.

Carefully checked the kitchen and dining room inside and out again, and went up to the second floor with a smile on his face.

Xu Hongdou was already waiting for him in his room as promised.

The sofa in house No. 5 is not as big as house No. 6. If two people sit together, it is a bit narrow.

It was the first time for Zhang Wentao, who watched the show together on this sofa, a little uncomfortable.

Because when he is alone, he is usually 'Ge You Lie'.

But now, he can only hold hot milk in a well-behaved manner, and watch boring variety shows with Xu Hongdou, who is tightly wrapped in a shawl while drinking.

Xu Hongdou watched quietly and interestingly, and would cover her mouth and laugh when she saw something interesting.

But Zhang Wentao didn't make any sense at all.

How can a person in charge of the kitchen listen to the manager in the restaurant?
What's more, the male store manager is still a layman.

Even if it is a celebrity invited by a variety show, the chef should have the final say on what to do in the kitchen, and the front only needs to cooperate with the kitchen.

With this kind of thinking in mind, whenever he sees the store manager or other celebrity shop assistants competing with the chef who came here to help out.

Zhang Wentao couldn't help but roll his eyes.

Whether it's his restaurant in France, or Sun Xiaowei's shop now.

If a waiter rushed to talk to the chef like this, he would have been thrown out by the neck.

This inherent conceptual cognition is not because he looks down on the work of the waiter in front of him.

Rather, it is the cognition brought about by long-term work.

In foreign countries, the chef of many restaurants is the owner of the restaurant.

Michelin restaurants are also very common.

Coupled with the fact that the circle he hangs out in is completely different from the domestic employment system.

So when he sees familiar things, subjectively, he will rely on his own experience to judge right from wrong.

This made it difficult for him to calm down and appreciate the variety show in front of him.

After watching the variety show that made Zhang Wentao so painful, Xu Hongdou also started to feel sleepy.

She took a reserved breath, leaned on Zhang Wentao's shoulder calmly, and asked, "When are you going to rest today?"

Zhang Wentao glanced at his watch, and it was only 10 o'clock, so he thought for a while and replied, "How about 11 o'clock?"

"Okay, then I'll stay with you for a while." Xu Hongdou murmured.

Zhang Wentao thought for a while, took his computer and put it on his lap, opened it and said calmly: "Then let me quickly see what emails I have to reply today."

"Do you answer emails every day?"

"uncertain."

In front of Xu Hongdou, Zhang Wentao did not hesitate at all, and entered his power-on password.

His power-on password is his birthday, or basically all his passwords are related to his birthday.

"You are really naive, the password is so simple."

Xu Hongdou, who had seen Zhang Wentao's passport and documents, noticed this little detail after paying attention.

Zhang Wentao, who was ridiculed by the other party, said embarrassingly: "That can't be helped, I can't remember too complicated numbers when I'm old."

After speaking, he glanced at his mailbox.After discovering that there were promotional emails from various VIPs again, he closed the computer and put it aside.

Taking advantage of this gap, Xu Hongdou also picked up her mobile phone and checked the trending searches on Weibo.

After the two of them stayed close together for a while, Xu Hongdou let out a second breath.

Zhang Wentao pressed his hands on the softness of his shoulders, turned sideways and gently hugged the other party into his arms.

Gently kissed the other person on the cheek, and then moved closer to the other person's ear.

Xu Hongdou looked at the other party in surprise, feeling a little nervous all of a sudden, especially when the heat wave slightly passed through her hair and ran into her ears, which made her cheeks feel hot.

She didn't expect that the other party would make such a surprise attack.

Although the two have had a lot of intimate interactions, but...

Keeping awake, she wanted to push the other party away with restraint when she heard the other party's deep voice.

"How about we go to bed early, shall we?"

Xu Hongdou: "..."

……

The next day, the sky was just getting bright in the morning.

Zhang Wentao, who went to bed early last night, stretched his waist and breathed out, then went downstairs to the kitchen.

The appearance of a figure startled him a lot.

With disheveled hair and drowsy eyes, Da Mai walked back and forth in the kitchen and dining room without turning on the lights.

"Why are you here?"

The two looked at each other across the kitchen terrace, and then asked their doubts in unison.

Unlike Zhang Wentao who was puzzled with a hint of surprise, Damai was purely puzzled.

She observed recently that since Zhang Wentao ran with Sister Hongdou, he basically waited for the sun to come out before getting out of the house.

Moreover, sometimes when he went downstairs, sister Hongdou had already sat down in the kitchen and waited for him with coffee.

"I came back yesterday afternoon and slept all the time, and then went back to sleep after dinner. I woke up at 3 o'clock this morning and couldn't fall asleep, so I wrote a manuscript."

Damai muttered a lot without even raising his eyelids.

I don't know if it's sleepiness or simply lack of energy.

"Then why don't you turn on the light?"

Zhang Wentao walked into the restaurant, turned on the light, and asked.

"I just want to come down to find something to eat, warm up a cup of milk, and then go back." After Damai finished speaking, he shook the green ball in his hand and the bucket of milk:
"Brother Wen Tao, do you want to drink?"

"Pour me a glass of ice."

"By the way, Brother Wen Tao, what are you doing up so early today?"

"Make black rice tonic for red beans."

"Black-bone chicken? Bubu?" repeated the barley pouring milk, then looked at Zhang Wentao and asked in surprise, "Brother Wentao, you and sister Hongdou..."

"No...you're overthinking it, it's black rice, not black chicken!" Zhang Wentao shook his head, stretched out his hand aggrieved and looked again.

There are still two rows of clear tooth marks on it...

How good is this, in case someone sees it at work...

(End of this chapter)