Abandoned Master's Cultivation

Miss Feng's face turned red. "Your observation ability is very thin, but... You're late today. Shouldn't you say something?"

Jiang Wuchen nodded, "of course. Ma Dana's nonsense is so fucking much that I regret saving him. Haichuan's road infrastructure is too fucking bad. It's a mess during rush hours, the quality of drivers is generally low, and the speed of traffic police is slower than the tortoise..."

Miss Feng's face was almost green. "This... Is what you want to say?"

"I haven't finished yet. If I want to complain, there are still many. I can complain for two days and two nights if I just find an excuse." Jiang Wuchen said.

"I'm here to hear you complain?"

"It shouldn't be." Jiang Wuchen smiled. "In my opinion, although there is only one word difference between sorry and complaint, they all have the same meaning and are expressing their dissatisfaction. If you can understand, I don't need to be sorry. If not, I'm sorry it's useless."

"Shit." Miss Feng couldn't help scolding. She said that she had never seen such a shameless person. She said good and bad things to you.

"You are a man!"

"Do you have to divide men and women so clearly? It's not necessary. Men and women are unequal and each has its own advantages and disadvantages." Jiang Wuchen said, and then asked, "are you hungry?"

Just after this sentence, Miss Feng's stomach made a gurgling sound. The small half of the chocolate cake had been digested. The cup of hot water she had just drunk absorbed quickly, and her stomach was empty.

"So don't waste your time talking and eating."

Miss Feng stared at Jiang Wuchen for ten seconds. Then she compromised. She found it very difficult to make the man apologize.

Perhaps, as he said, entanglement is meaningless.

"All right," said Miss Feng, "for the sake of that glass of water, I won't argue with you. Waiter, ask Matsushima Jixiang to come over."

Matsushima Jixiang?

Jiang Wuchen doesn't want to eat here because he doesn't want to see Matsushima Jixiang.

Sometimes, some things want to avoid, but they come faster.

For a moment, Matsushima Jixiang, wearing a gray slim chef's suit, pushed the dining car. The real chef is often picky in character. In addition to having high requirements for cooking, he also cares about the appearance.

Matsushima Jixiang is like this. Her requirements for things are meticulous, including Chef's clothes! Ordinary Chinese chef clothes give the impression that they are oily and dirty.

Matsushima Jixiang has improved, making the chef's clothes feel like a costume. Wearing it on her body can set off her graceful figure and be clean and neat.

She believes that the image of a cook can directly affect the mood of diners and then affect their income.

The person who came to dinner today is a big man. She only knows that the other party's name is Miss Feng. The person who introduced Miss Feng told Matsushima Jixiang that the most inviolable person in Haichuan is Miss Feng.

So Matsushima Jixiang took out the most precious ingredients and served Miss Feng in the best state.

However, when she pushed the dining car close to Miss Feng and saw Jiang Wuchen sitting opposite, her beautiful and stable mood suddenly seemed to fall into a bottomless abyss.

With a buzzing sound in my mind, I fell into a blank.

The man was smiling at her. He didn't seem to hurt at all, but Jixiang Matsushima knew what was behind the smile.

The unforgettable scene three years ago once affected her for countless nights and lingered forever. Some people say that time is the best antidote to heal her wounds.

Matsushima Jixiang is also willing to believe, but only willing.

When Jiang Wuchen reappeared, the memory of that scene suddenly emerged very clearly. She was fixed on the bed by Jiang Wuchen, made an unbearable posture, and allowed the other party to insult. He stood behind her and smiled with the impact. There is a disgrace mirror in front of Matsushima Jixiang, who can see all this

The smile at that time looks the same as the smile at the moment.

Escape? face? Kill each other? Tear him to pieces? Stuttered him?

This is the punishment method that Matsushima Jixiang remembers every time this picture comes to mind in the past three years. When she really faced Jiang Wuchen, her heart was full of timidity and helplessness, as well as deep-rooted fear.

The road in front of her was only five meters long, but she didn't want to step out at all. But she can't help but take a strong step, because in addition to this man, there is a woman who the whole sea can't afford to offend.

Ahead is the sea of fire and knife mountain. She has to step out firmly.

Aware of the embarrassment of Matsushima Jixiang's expression, Miss Feng turned to look at Jiang Wuchen and looked at her cynical face with a touch of regret and guilt. She was curious, "do you know her?"

Jiang Wuchen has no objection. When things appear in front of him, he no longer objects.

Matsushima Jixiang finally went to the table, summoned up twelve minutes of courage and took a deep breath, "Hello, Miss Feng, long time no see, you look good."

Miss Feng frowned and looked good? This sentence is absolutely perfunctory. Her relatives came to see her. Her blood declined. How can she look good.

"Well, as usual, make it and use snacks," said Miss Feng unhappily.

She didn't speak too hard, but it had formed a great pressure on Matsushima Jixiang, "yes." she began to skillfully operate the tools in her hand, heat the iron plate, clean the knives, take out the steak and so on.

She tried to keep herself calm, but she couldn't.

Miss Feng was a little unhappy and reminded, "Matsushima, my friend came here for the first time. Please introduce it."

Introduction?

Matsushima Jixiang's mind is blank. He doesn't know what to say.

"No, I tasted her craft three years ago." Jiang Wuchen said.

Click.

Matsushima Jixiang's lancet fell to the ground. At this moment, she wanted to find a hole in the ground, but she couldn't.

Jiang Wuchen stooped down, picked up the lancet and put it on the table. A touch of guilt flashed in front of him, "I didn't expect this matter to affect you so deeply. Sorry for this."

i 'm sorry?

Matsushima Jixiang's eyes turned red and his body trembled.

Miss Feng looked at Jiang Wu seriously. "I thought you would never say sorry to others. It seems that I was wrong. You were late just now. I just want you to apologize. You said a lot and said that there is no difference between sorry and complaining. Now you apologize to her?"

Jiang Wuchen smiled bitterly and said, "if... I did the same thing to you, I would say sorry today. No, I might say twice to you."

"Do you want to drag like this? Who do you think you are? In my eyes, you are a..." Matsushima Jixiang stretched out his small tail finger, "just a small hanging wire!"