CEO's Sweetheart Is Prickly

Before Huo Quan had time to answer, lengqing suddenly came in from outside the room, so that Huo Quan didn't have more time to explain to Zhang Wenqing. They looked at lengqing together. Huo Quan guessed that she might have something to do and need her own help, so she spoke first.

"Qingqing, what's the matter?"

"The equipment in this kitchen is really a little old. The exhaust part is blocked and there is smoke everywhere. So, I may have to ask you to condescend to do me a favor. Otherwise, all the ingredients will be smoky, and the taste will be bad after they change. "

I've been concentrating on cooking, but I haven't found anything unusual.

"Let's go together. It's certainly easier for this loving couple to cook together. Let me be an old man waiting to taste your craft."

Zhang Wenqing knew that Huo Quan would feel that it was impolite to leave at this time, so he specially answered first, which was also a very considerate elder.

"Well, I'll help Qingqing first."

Huo Quan gets up and Zhang Wenqing watches them leave. It's true that they are really a couple of beauties when they walk together like this. How do you think of these talented and beautiful women? How do you think of them.

After all these years, they have finally grown up.

Zhang Wenqing is sitting on the chair smoothing his beard, but he can see that he is very satisfied with the couple.

Lengqing pulls Huo Quan to the kitchen to help, and the exhaust is blocked. She also wants to ask Huo Quan about the conversation with the master. In a word, Zhang Wenqing not only raised her up, but also preached, taught and dispelled her doubts. Naturally, he attached great importance to his old people's opinions.

"How's it going? What did my master say to you just now? Did you have a good chat? "

"It's good. It's just something that doesn't matter. Your master is very kind and kind to the younger generation, so don't worry. We get along very well. "

"Really? If that's the case, it would be great. You don't know, sometimes my master is funny and cute, sometimes he is very old-fashioned, so I'm always afraid that if he says something that makes you unhappy, it won't be good. "

"Don't worry, my character and family background are impeccable. You must be the best destination to marry me. He is too late to be happy. How can he embarrass me?"

Huo Quan smiles. He looks bright and handsome. Looking at him coldly, he is absent-minded for a moment.

Alas, this guy is really good-looking. Why can he still keep his face after so many things? Mingming even himself is a little exhausted. I can't say that people are much older, but his speed hasn't changed at all. He still seems to have the beauty of heyday.

"Don't brag. My master is a good man. It seems that I have too much to worry about. You, wait until the ventilation is well, and then help me. If you can say that, it's better to do more work with the rest of your strength. "

He pretended to be angry and scolded him coldly, which was very beautiful inside. Although the traffic is not developed and communication is not convenient in this mountain forest, the return to nature makes her feel comfortable.

Huo Quan has never been in the kitchen. When it comes to cooking, it's just a lonely one. Although lengqing wanted to ask him to help him choose and cut vegetables, Huo Quan obviously couldn't do it because he had never contacted before. Fortunately, there are only three people to eat. It's enough to be alone. What Huo Quan does most is to accompany.

"Master, it's dinner! Come on, come on, I'll use all the ingredients at home. Fortunately, you have your favorite food. We haven't seen each other for a long time. It's a reunion dinner. "

Lengqing side dish side and Zhang Wenqing said, her voice reverberated in the room, Zhang Wenqing so listen only feel very cordial. In the past, she tried to make a good meal for him to eat. The master and his disciples were very happy. They didn't know how pleasant it was.

"Come on, come on, I smell the fragrance all the way. It's really good! My old man hasn't eaten such a decent meal for a long time. It seems that it's better for me to have my apprentice by my side! "

"Master, what you said is not very specific. If my elder martial brothers come back, they will just have more mouths to eat, don't you think?"

"Good, good. Qing'er is the best. Qing'er knows the teacher's heart best, and the dishes he makes are the best for him."

Zhang Wenqing was naturally happy when he saw the delicious dishes on this table. In addition to these, there are also some delicacies that Huo Quan specially brought. Coupled with the mellow wine, he can enjoy the meal.

"Huo Quan, come to dinner. I'm usually alone. Today, with you, I have a good appetite. I can eat more bowls of rice. Come and have a few drinks with my old man. I'm so happy. "

Zhang Wenqing rarely has interest, Huo Quan as a younger generation should accompany, of course, there will be no slightest neglect. As expected, the meal was very pleasant. Lengqing found the carefree feeling of being here as a child. Zhang Wenqing was also immersed in the happiness of his family. Yes, Leng Qing and Huo Quan are just like his daughter and son-in-law. His daughter is lively and his son-in-law is calm.

"My old man has not been so happy for a long time. Today is really rare. I used to have a lot of people here, and all my apprentices were there. It was really good at that time. In a twinkling, everyone left, and I was the only one left. "

Zhang Wenqing drank a few glasses of wine and felt a little sad.

"Master, don't think about the unhappy things. When you and I go back, we will settle there. If I accompany you and take care of you, I will not make you feel lonely. "

Lengqing, a master who loves himself, wants to stay here alone. He usually doesn't even have a speaker. He must be depressed in his heart. So, lengqing tries to calm his mood and not let him be too sad.

"Silly child, people are born with a sense of loneliness. You can't be a teacher for a long time. In this world, everyone is an independent individual, and they should forge ahead with their own strength. Even if they can support each other when they meet their peers, it is only temporary. Who can keep you company for a long time? "

Zhang Wenqing drank a lot of wine, so he couldn't help feeling. By drinking, he even remembered when he was young, but time flies, in addition to the old face, it seems that nothing left for him.

"Master, don't think about it. You've been glowing all your life. I don't know how many excellent people you've cultivated. In terms of value, your life is a life without regrets. "

"Mr. Zhang, you have drunk too much. Why don't you go back and have a rest earlier?"

Huo Quan admonished him. Anyway, lengqing has already said everything he should say, and he has nothing to add. What's more, Zhang Wenqing has drunk so much wine that he can't listen to anything at the moment. It's better to let him go back to his room earlier to have a rest.

"Master, let me help you back."

Leng Qing continued with Huo Quan's words. She raised her small face to discuss with Zhang Wenqing. She really didn't want him to drink any more.

"Qing'er, your skill is still so good. The food is delicious. As a result, you drink too much wine unconsciously. Huo Quan, I'm making you laugh today. I can't drink any more. Let's have a drink together sometime later. "

Zhang Wenqing stood up from his chair, staggering. He tried to rely on his own strength to stand firm and protect himself in the cold field, for fear that there would be some mistakes.

"Well, I'll make another appointment. You'll have a rest first."

Huo Quan gets up to help lengqing, and finally returns Zhang Wenqing to his bedroom.

Tired and full day finally ended, lengqing and Huo Quan went back to the room to have a rest. She hasn't been with guosuan for some time. Now there is a man lying beside her. He is still a little nervous.

"Go to sleep. You've worked hard today. Don't worry. I won't do anything."

Huo Quan hugged lengqing from behind, and then closed his eyes with ease. They had a good night's sleep.