Sheng Shi patiently listened to what the housekeeper's wife said, and asked, "What does Gu Enen want the photo of her and Han Chengchi?"

"It seems to be for a wedding, and the wedding date is set at the end of next month."

"Where's Chuchu? Are you unhappy?"

"No, Miss Shan seems to be in a good mood, and went to the kitchen to cook two dishes."

"Really?" Sheng Shi asked indifferently, and after a moment of silence, he heard the voice of the housekeeper's wife: "Miss Shan made a Dongpo meat and a West Lake vinegar fish, and Miss Shan deliberately picked out the Dongpo meat. A few particularly good ones came out, and they were said to be reserved for Mr. Sheng.”[

A faint smile appeared on Sheng Shi's face, and he asked again: "Really?"

It's just that the tone of this "really?" is completely different from the previous "really?"

The housekeeper's wife was afraid that Sheng Shi would not believe her, so she quickly turned around and went to the kitchen, took the plate and chopsticks, and handed them to Sheng Shi.

Sheng Shi stared at the pieces of braised pork for a while, then picked up the chopsticks and picked them slowly twice, raised his brows and eyes slightly, and said with a stretched smile: "This is the best, and it's still the best. Look, how ugly they are eating."

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Sheng Shi said he was disgusted, but a piece of meat was caught in his chopsticks. It was already cold, and it took a bit of effort to bite. The taste was so-so, but he thought it was the best and happiest piece of Dongpo meat he had ever eaten.

Sheng Shi only ate one piece, and ordered the housekeeper's wife to put it in the refrigerator, and then asked, "Where's Chuchu?"

"After Miss Shan took the medicine, she went to the terrace to bask in the sun."

Sheng Shi nodded, walked into the elevator, and went directly to the terrace on the roof of the villa.

When he stepped out of the elevator, he saw a beautiful scene.

The sun in early summer, the temperature is not high, but it is extraordinarily bright. Gu Lanshan is sitting under the parasol on the terrace. Behind her are all kinds of potted flowers that are carefully taken care of every day. They are blooming in various colors. When the wind blows, there is a light and soothing fragrance. open.

On the table in front of her, there was a set of gaps, and one of the cups was steaming, exuding a faint fragrance of roses.

Next to the table, there is a large drawing board with faint pencil marks on it.

Because the light was too bright, Sheng Shi couldn't see clearly what she had drawn.

The girl sat with her back to him, with a pencil in her hand resting on her chin, staring at the drawing board in thought.

She was wearing a light pink gauze dress, her hair was loose, and because of the gusts of wind, it kept falling and blowing.

In the distance is a continuous green.

The picture is beautiful and intoxicating.

If it wasn't for the wind blowing, it would make people feel that this is a natural painting without any modification. [

Sheng Shi suddenly felt that the whole world became quiet, and he could vaguely hear his own heartbeat.

He stood at the elevator door, staring at her quietly.

His eyes never blinked, for fear that if he was not careful, the picture in front of him would be shattered.

Looking at it, Sheng Shi was in a daze. He couldn't tell whether it was reality or a dream. He wanted to pinch himself to wake himself up, but he felt like he was enchanted and couldn't move at all. .

He felt that time seemed to be frozen at this moment.

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