Best Young Chef

"Oh, really? I thought she liked me. After a long time, I was amorous." Hearing this, Zhao Zilong suddenly realized, "in that case, you can go after her now."

After listening to this, Fang Li was slightly shocked, and then he understood that he had been fooled by Zhao Zilong.

Duan Lin and other girls on one side were all forced to smile, and their faces turned red. Although Fang Lili is Fang Li's sister, she can't help turning her face to one side when she sees such a funny scene.

"You cheap little cook dare to play with me. It's disgusting." Fang Li sneered, pointed at him and cried: "Miss ruby is mine, you toad, get away from me as soon as possible."

"I am indeed a cook, but I am willing to serve my princess with all my life. Even though you are a billionaire, it is difficult for you to buy the supreme love of all beauties, because It's priceless. "

After hearing this, Zhao Zilong put down his kitchen knife and spoke slowly. As soon as his words came to an end, they were applauded by all the women. Obviously, his affectionate words moved the hearts of all the ladies on the floor.

"Be careful, or I'll make your life worse than death." Fang Li was slapped by Yang Hongyu, but he was also ridiculed in front of Zhao Zilong, which made him furious.

Seeing him so uncertain, Zhao Zilong couldn't help laughing bitterly to himself.

It's self abasement to have the same opinion with such a super brain cripple.

That Fang Li saw that Zhao Zilong didn't reply, and the foul language came out one after another, which made everyone around frown. He scolded enough, ready to turn away, Zhao Zilong's right hand seems to have no vertical stroke.

The next moment, Fang Li's trousers actually split a gap as long as Chi Xu.

When Fang Li walked, he could see the red inside of his trousers one by one, which made everyone around laugh. In everyone's scornful eyes, Fang Li fled out in a panic.

"Fang Dashao, let's go now. Goodbye. You should take good care of yourself. When you cross the road, you should forget to play with your mobile phone. When you take the bus, you should stick your head out of the window for ventilation. If you have nothing to do, you should eat a few more packages of spicy strips... "

Taking advantage of the victory, Zhao Zilong waved and yelled at his back.

Seeing that he was so immoral and so insidious, Duan Lin couldn't help laughing.

"Little brother, it's so bad of you to deal with my brother like this. Be careful that people won't obey you." On one side, Fang Lili came forward and swung her little pink fist on his shoulder.

"Am I bad? Do you really think so? " Zhao Zilong turned his mouth and asked innocently: "it was he who picked the leader just now. He was a cheap cook. He scolded me for nothing..."

"Although our cooks are service workers, we also have dignity." Zhao Zilong said with a bitter smile.

"Oh, don't do that. People are joking with you." After hearing this, Fang Lili could not help raising her red lips and said, "people don't want to take care of things between you men. They only care about our affairs."

"Oh, what's the matter between us?" Hearing the speech, Zhao Zilong asked with great interest.

"There's nothing between us yet, but I'm eager for something to happen." Fang Lili blew hot air in his ear and said in a delicate voice: "men are not bad, women do not love, people like you little villain..."

"Hey, I know your sewer is leaking. I'll help you repair it later."

Zhao Zilong took advantage of people's inattention and pinched her sweet buttocks, which was extremely beautiful.

Duan Lin saw that Fang Lili got his promise, and she couldn't help coming up to him to ask in soft language, in order to kiss "Fangze". Zhao Zilong was worn all over by her, so he had no choice but to agree.

Just as they were ready to strike while the iron was hot and make an appointment with him directly, a servant of the Yang family came over in a hurry: "Mr. Zhao, miss is in an emergency. Please come over."

"Miss, are you talking about Ziyu?" Zhao Zilong was stunned and asked him.

"Yes, she is waiting for you in the third living room." The servant nodded.

"I'm sorry, I have to leave. We'll talk later." Zhao Zilong greets Duan Lin and Fang Lili, turns around and follows the servant to the third living room of the villa.

The third living room is a small reception hall, which is beautifully decorated, just like a small palace. Unlike other living rooms, it is usually used to receive important guests.

Zhao Zilong put his ear to the door and tried to hear what was going on inside.

It's a pity that the living room is very airtight, and the heavy door has as many as seven floors. It can not only isolate sound, but also absorb it. Rao Shi Zhao Zilong still can't hear any sound.

He drew back his head, took a deep breath, and slowly pushed the door open.

While pushing the door, Zhao Zilong felt a little nervous.

In his opinion, the reason why Yang Ziyu sent people to find her should be that she saw her intimate behavior with Chen Sisi, Duan Lin, Fang Lili and others, and wanted to take herself to court.For this reason, his mind turned quickly, and he had already figured out the excuse to deal with her.

But when the door opened and the scene in front of him came into view, he collapsed completely.

In his impression, Yang Ziyu should be standing in front of the window with her hands akimbo and red lips gently pursed. But at this moment, the scene in front of him made his brain crash, some unable to think.

On the thick carpet of the living room, a middle-aged man with a long and handsome body was kneeling in front of Yang Ziyu with a bunch of flowers. It seemed that he was proposing.

"Well, that Sister Yang, what can I do for you

Zhao Zilong pointed his nose and asked carefully.

"Dear, this Mr. Zeng is my suitor. He wants to propose to me." Yang Ziyu took his arm and said with a smile, "I told him we were engaged, but he didn't believe it."

After listening to that sentence, my dear, Zhao Zilong felt that one head had two big ones.

Just made Yang Hongyu's shield, at this time it was Yang Ziyu's turn.

Think about this pair of sisters with different styles, full of charm and countless pursuers. Zhao Zilong can't help but complain. It's easy to be a flower protector, but he has to provoke a large group of bees. If he is not careful, he will be stabbed.

Although the flowers are beautiful, there are countless bees thinking about them. If someone blocks them, they will be attacked mercilessly.

"Mr. Zeng, sister Yang is indeed my fiancee. It's her blessing that she can get your favor. But we've got an engagement, and we're all in love. Please forgive her for not being able to agree to your proposal. "

Yang said slowly, holding Ziyu's hand.

"I didn't expect you to be so young."

Seeing that Zhao Zilong responded appropriately, Mr. Zeng couldn't help but stay.

"Zilong is a few years younger than me, but there is no generation gap between us. Like my sister, I care about him and love him. He is my bodyguard, playmate, helper and little couple... "

It has to be said that Yang Ziyu is an Oscar level actress. She is in Zhao Zilong's arms, and her face is full of intoxication. As she spoke, the waves of light flowed and she was affectionate, and she gave him a kiss on the cheek.

"Good sister, it's not appropriate for us to show our sweetness in front of Mr. Zeng." Although Zhao Zilong spoke modestly, he took her by the waist and even touched her sweet buttocks.

Seeing the two people hugging each other and showing their sweetness, Mr. Zeng's face flashed a trace of sadness.

"This gentleman is the most beautiful man I have ever seen. Your men are handsome and your women are elegant and charming. They are a pair made in heaven. I wish you all the best

Mr. Zeng sipped his mouth, stood up slowly and said softly to Zhao Zilong.

"Thank you, Mr. Zeng, and I wish you a more suitable person."

Yang Ziyu and Zhao Zilong looked at each other, looked up and said with a smile.

"Little brother, here's a bunch of roses for you. You can take it and propose to miss yang. That's all right. I'm so crazy." Mr. Zeng handed out the red and flaming rose in his hand and said to Zhao Zilong.

The reason why he did so was that he doubted their relationship.

Zhao Zilong is so big that he has been in contact with women countless times. But he has been in love, scolding, kissing, relaxing, but he has never proposed. After listening to Mr. Zeng's request, he can't help but be stunned.

"Little brother, don't you want to marry Miss Yang?"

Seeing Zhao Zilong in a daze, Mr. Zeng asked him in surprise.

"Ha ha, of course. I'm just embarrassed."

After hearing this, Zhao Zilong scratched his head and said shyly.

"Oh, they don't care. Zilong, you've never proposed to anyone. They want you to offer flowers and kneel down to propose." Yang Ziyu was coquettish and squinted at him.

Obviously, the reason why she blinked her eyes was to imply that Zhao Zilong would accompany him in a play.

It is obvious that Mr. Zeng's life experience is extraordinary that she, who has always been regular and upright, is willing to do so.

Zhao Zilong was stunned to see that Yang Ziyu, who had always been elegant and graceful, was so enthusiastic and fiery. He nodded subconsciously, and his eyes were full of color and soul.

He took a deep breath and strangely took the rose from Mr. Zeng's hand. He turned to Yang Ziyu and knelt down on one leg. He raised the rose with both hands: "sister Ziyu, would you like me to take care of you all your life?"

"Oh, they propose to each other with warm words. You use such old-fashioned language. You didn't come from the Qing Dynasty, did you?" Yang Ziyu red lips a nu, don't have good spirit ground to call a way.

"Baby, you are my heart, you are my liver, you are three fourths of my life; I want to take you yindang, take you flying, like butterflies chasing all over the sky; you are my little apple, how can I love you too much..."

When Zhao Zilong saw her in the play, he began to make trouble for himself. He could not help singing there with the bunch of flowers. His singing is very loud, and it's popular. It's just a little out of tune