Zhutian Film and Television: Happiness starts from childhood

Zhao Hao turned off the fire on the stove, then walked to the door and looked through the peephole to see who was coming. Sure enough, it was the landlord, Mrs. Hu!
Taking a closer look, Mrs. Hu, who was originally wearing casual sportswear, actually changed into a light gray low-cut dress, and her makeup was also very different from before.

It can be seen that she attaches great importance to eating here.

"click"

Zhao Hao opened the door with a smile on his face, and his eyes were aimed at the rosy Mrs. Hu. The latter pretended to be lazy, raising the red wine in her hand, and said with a smile:
"Drink some red wine at noon. Anyway, since you are on vacation recently, I don't have to worry about anything bothering you."

"Listen to Sister Hu~" Zhao Hao deliberately changed the title to a more intimate one to bring the two people closer.

The smile on Mrs. Hu's lips became even brighter. She walked into the house and put on her slippers, her eyes flowing like a pool of spring water, filled with warmth and tenderness.

"Chef Zhao, what delicious food are you going to make for me today?" Mrs. Hu looked at the tall and handsome Zhao Hao next to her and asked with a smile.

"I made braised pork ribs and scrambled eggs with tomatoes. There is a steak in the refrigerator that a friend gave me. It is imported, but I am not very good at cooking steak. How about you, sister, cook it?" Zhao Hao joked. said.

Mrs. Hu also knew something about Zhao Hao's situation. She shook her head with a wry smile, took the apron from him, and complained at the same time:
"We have known each other for four or five years. It is not easy for me to see you once a month. Every time you come back, you change your clothes, take a shower, and then go back to the company to work overtime. You are busier than your brother-in-law."

"But you are better than your brother-in-law. He doesn't go into the kitchen at all. You finally got into the house to sleep after a day's rest. I have to help you clean up the lunch boxes on the dining table."

She wanted to tie the apron behind her hands when she was talking, but she couldn't tie it after trying several times. Zhao Hao stood behind her sensibly and gently tied the apron for her and tied it with a bow.

"If my sister hadn't been so kind to me, I wouldn't have been willing to buy this house directly. I still wanted to live in the same community with you!" Zhao Hao said sweetly.

"Oh, glib talk. You advertising professionals are used to being glib and deceptive, but it's better than your brother-in-law who doesn't understand the charm." Mrs. Hu said.

When she spoke, she looked at Zhao Hao with a pair of charming eyes, as if she was reminding him.

"Sister, you are joking. I treat you as a good friend so I said a few words. I am usually very silent, otherwise I would not be able to get a girlfriend." Zhao Hao said modestly.

From Sister Hu who just entered the house, she became my sister, and now she is "Sister". A series of changes in titles have also elevated the relationship between the two people from an ordinary relationship to a love brother and a honey sister, and the relationship has also gained an extra layer of ambiguity.

Mrs. Hu, who had put on her apron, rolled her eyes at Zhao Hao and said playfully:
"You are too demanding and don't want to find someone. Last time you had dinner in the hotel and I greeted you, several unmarried sisters asked about you."

"Many people in our community have asked me about you. If you want to find a partner, it probably won't take a week to find a beautiful girlfriend. Do you want to find one?"

Zhao Hao shook his head with a wry smile, paused briefly and answered her:
"I'm used to being single, and now young girls are more competitive. A sensible, considerate and beautiful girl like you would have been married long ago, so it's not my turn."

Hearing such a sincere answer and such unabashed praise, Mrs. Hu felt happy, but she snorted, as if she didn't believe it.

Mrs. Hu took out the steak from the refrigerator and checked that it was indeed relatively fresh. She took it out and skillfully cooked a fried steak, and also made two dishes to go with wine.

Zhao Hao, who was standing next to her, was not idle either. He opened the wine and put it into the decanter with a smile. At the same time, he said some sincere and ambiguous words from time to time to touch her heartstrings.

Mrs. Hu, who was so elated by the praise, her eyes became even more charming when she looked at Zhao Hao, and when her heart was tingling, she couldn't help but reach out and lightly hit Zhao Hao on the shoulder.

Soon, five exquisite delicacies were placed on the white dining table. Zhao Hao also poured wine into the goblet, one for himself and one for Mrs. Hu.The two sat on opposite sides. Zhao Hao picked up the wine glass, looked at Mrs. Hu very sincerely and said:
"Sister, we have known each other for so many years and we have never had a meal together. I would like to toast you with this glass of wine and thank you for taking care of me these years~"

Mrs. Hu picked up the wine glass, touched it with Zhao Hao, and said with a smile:
“My own people, if you say this, you are heretics!”

"Yes, if my own people don't say these heretical words, they are all in the wine~" Zhao Hao smiled, raised his head, and took a sip of the red wine brought by Mrs. Hu.

Wine is a good matchmaker, and it is also a good medicine to bring people closer and eliminate barriers. Let the layer of window paper be slowly soaked by the red wine, and gradually become transparent and disappear.

The two people who drank a glass of wine both blushed. Zhao Hao remained neither surprised nor happy. He always spoke with sincerity, and when he looked at Mrs. Hu, he inadvertently showed affection.

Mrs. Hu, who was attracted by his expression, was heartbroken, but out of reserve she was embarrassed to reveal her thoughts, so she could only give hints shyly.

While pushing cups and changing cups, the two people looked at each other with drawn eyes, and their rosy cheeks were either from drinking too much wine or from being shy.

Near the end, Zhao Hao's arm moved slightly, and the chopsticks placed on the table fell down, falling right at Mrs. Hu's feet.

Zhao Hao, who was a little embarrassed, showed an embarrassed expression to her, then bent down to pick up the chopsticks.

As soon as he bent down, Mrs. Hu, who was sitting opposite him, changed her sitting position. She originally had her legs crossed and changed into a ladylike sitting position.

For a moment, Zhao Hao was attracted by her movements and even forgot that he bent down to pick up the chopsticks.

On purpose, she definitely did it on purpose!
Zhao Hao took a deep breath and stretched out his hand to reach the chopsticks that fell at Mrs. Hu's feet, but when he stretched out his hands, he accidentally pinched the feet next to the chopsticks.

Although Zhao Hao was a little hazy after drinking, he could still feel Mrs. Hu's surprise, and even subconsciously wanted to take back her foot, but she only stopped the moment she took it back.

Zhao Hao knew what she was thinking, so he pinched it with his hand as a joke, then scratched her instep with his hand, then picked up the chopsticks and stood up straight.

He smiled and wiped his chopsticks, and then continued to eat pretending that nothing happened. However, the woman opposite did not expect that he could be so calm after doing bad things.

Her eyes became more ambiguous, and she was more calm and no longer shy than before.

In order to prevent her heart from becoming cold, Zhao Hao deliberately grabbed her little hand holding the wine glass and poured the wine for her himself. When the two people's eyes made contact, Zhao Hao's eyes were full of tenderness.

"Bad boy, my sister has delicate hands and delicate feet, but she is neither big nor small to me. I beg to be beaten~" Sister Hu said with a blushing face after he poured the wine.

As she spoke, she stood up shyly, her red lips slightly pouted, and walked up to Zhao Hao, pretending to hit him on the shoulder.

But as soon as she walked in front of Zhao Hao, the latter grabbed her arm and pulled her, and she sat in Zhao Hao's arms as if she had rehearsed.

"Hey, what are you doing, you bad guy?" Sister Hu put her hands weakly on Zhao Hao's shoulders and asked him knowingly while glaring at him with charming eyes. (End of chapter)