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Chapter 64 International Supermodel Elvis' Special Female Fans6
Chapter 64 International Supermodel Elvis' Special Female Fans6
It was a middle-aged foreign woman, she looked very kind, and she greeted Wen Qingruo when she saw her.
Wen Qingruo nodded, and saw that the tables were full of exquisite meals, but the only difference was...these were all authentic Chinese dishes.
I was surprised, and suddenly there was a faint smell of mint behind me, "Wash your hands and get ready to eat."
Wen Qingruo consciously walked to a room at the back, washed and collected the dishes and sat down at the long dining table.
Wen Qingruo found a napkin, spread it on her face and kissed it, took the small bowl handed over by the servant, and elegantly filled a spoonful of seafood soup.
Elvis looked at this woman, her gestures were elegant and noble, she should be a lady from a rich family, but...why did she appear in the United States alone?
"Your servant's craftsmanship is really good." Wen Qingruo is used to eating without talking, but this seafood soup is so delicious that it looks like it was made by a chef in a hotel.
"It's not a servant," Elvis' mouth twitched, "I did it."
"You made it?" Wen Qingruo raised her eyebrows, "Does a dignified international model cook?"
"Why is it impossible? I'm just not used to other people's cooking." In Elvis' consciousness, he always felt that everything should be done by himself as much as possible. After all, he was not very relieved of what others did.
"Oh," Wen Qing understood clearly, and lowered her head to drink the seafood soup in her bowl.
"What, you don't know how to cook?" Elvis put down the spoon in his hand, folded his hands on his chin, his eyes teasing.
Wen Qingruo didn't think there was anything wrong, "Well, no, these things will be done by family servants, and I can only cook some simple meals."
For example, she can only cook some noodles, if it is too complicated, Wen Qingruo is not very good at cooking.
"Oh," Elvis nodded knowingly, "Your family is very rich, so why did you come out here alone and have trouble with your family?"
family?Is someone like Yan Junchen considered family?
"Not really, I just feel a little tired and come out to pass the time." Wen Qingruo put down the spoon in her hand.
Just at this time, the middle-aged foreign housekeeper just now put a strawberry cake in front of Wen Qingruo.
Wen Qingruo frowned, "I don't like desserts."
"You're so special." It was the first time Elvis met a woman who didn't like desserts.
Well, since meeting this woman... he discovered many firsts that he hadn't seen before.
For the first time, a woman was quiet and said that she was not his fan.
It was the first time a woman was so wary of him.
For the first time, a woman doesn't like dessert.
"..." Wen Qingruo wiped the corners of her lips with a tissue, and wanted to turn around and go upstairs.
When she reached the stairs, Wen Qingruo stopped, "By the way, I'm going out tomorrow. If you have something to do tomorrow, you can go by yourself."
Elvis sat in the dining room, curled his lips and said nothing.
Wen Qingruo went upstairs and looked at the time, it was only eight o'clock.
I took a look at a book on the shelf, and it turned out to be some boring conceptual studies and some ethics books.
Wen Qingruo took her mobile phone aside, messages and missed calls immediately flooded out.
45 missed calls, from An Jifan.
320 Nine missed calls... from Yan Junchen.
(End of this chapter)
It was a middle-aged foreign woman, she looked very kind, and she greeted Wen Qingruo when she saw her.
Wen Qingruo nodded, and saw that the tables were full of exquisite meals, but the only difference was...these were all authentic Chinese dishes.
I was surprised, and suddenly there was a faint smell of mint behind me, "Wash your hands and get ready to eat."
Wen Qingruo consciously walked to a room at the back, washed and collected the dishes and sat down at the long dining table.
Wen Qingruo found a napkin, spread it on her face and kissed it, took the small bowl handed over by the servant, and elegantly filled a spoonful of seafood soup.
Elvis looked at this woman, her gestures were elegant and noble, she should be a lady from a rich family, but...why did she appear in the United States alone?
"Your servant's craftsmanship is really good." Wen Qingruo is used to eating without talking, but this seafood soup is so delicious that it looks like it was made by a chef in a hotel.
"It's not a servant," Elvis' mouth twitched, "I did it."
"You made it?" Wen Qingruo raised her eyebrows, "Does a dignified international model cook?"
"Why is it impossible? I'm just not used to other people's cooking." In Elvis' consciousness, he always felt that everything should be done by himself as much as possible. After all, he was not very relieved of what others did.
"Oh," Wen Qing understood clearly, and lowered her head to drink the seafood soup in her bowl.
"What, you don't know how to cook?" Elvis put down the spoon in his hand, folded his hands on his chin, his eyes teasing.
Wen Qingruo didn't think there was anything wrong, "Well, no, these things will be done by family servants, and I can only cook some simple meals."
For example, she can only cook some noodles, if it is too complicated, Wen Qingruo is not very good at cooking.
"Oh," Elvis nodded knowingly, "Your family is very rich, so why did you come out here alone and have trouble with your family?"
family?Is someone like Yan Junchen considered family?
"Not really, I just feel a little tired and come out to pass the time." Wen Qingruo put down the spoon in her hand.
Just at this time, the middle-aged foreign housekeeper just now put a strawberry cake in front of Wen Qingruo.
Wen Qingruo frowned, "I don't like desserts."
"You're so special." It was the first time Elvis met a woman who didn't like desserts.
Well, since meeting this woman... he discovered many firsts that he hadn't seen before.
For the first time, a woman was quiet and said that she was not his fan.
It was the first time a woman was so wary of him.
For the first time, a woman doesn't like dessert.
"..." Wen Qingruo wiped the corners of her lips with a tissue, and wanted to turn around and go upstairs.
When she reached the stairs, Wen Qingruo stopped, "By the way, I'm going out tomorrow. If you have something to do tomorrow, you can go by yourself."
Elvis sat in the dining room, curled his lips and said nothing.
Wen Qingruo went upstairs and looked at the time, it was only eight o'clock.
I took a look at a book on the shelf, and it turned out to be some boring conceptual studies and some ethics books.
Wen Qingruo took her mobile phone aside, messages and missed calls immediately flooded out.
45 missed calls, from An Jifan.
320 Nine missed calls... from Yan Junchen.
(End of this chapter)
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