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"I have a good mouth today!"

The man smiled and stood at the door. He wore a light-colored home dress today. The warm light fell on his cheeks like jade, and he became more and more like a son.

And in those eyes, the smile is light, gentle and intoxicating.

He looked at the hand holding the porcelain jar to her, and disagreed with the authenticity: "This jar is too heavy, you have to take it, and you want to work hard. After this kind of strength, give it to me, I am a big man here, how can Let you do heavy work?"

Yan Su smiled and said: "This is what it is. You haven't just got sick. The Eight Immortals are nutritious and suitable for you to eat. When I consider the recipe, I chose this for you."

A glimpse of Lu Zhiyang.

Did she actually choose for him?

The girl entered the house and saw that he had not moved for a long time. He smiled and rushed back and urged: "How do you stand at the door? Come and taste, my craft doesn't know if it suits your appetite."

He looked at her, the smile on the girl's face was gentle and sweet.

She carefully held the porcelain jar on the table, uncovered the lid, and the fragrance was scattered. She was busy packing up the tableware. The jade white hand seemed to be more delicate than porcelain.

In the meantime, there are a few familiar clips in my mind. The skirt is elegant, smashed, and blended with a figure of hand-washing soup. It is not like a person.

In the memory of the Ming Dynasty, this is totally non-existent, but the figure, the gesture of giving up, the smile of the sorrow, and the person who is not faked by snoring.

He was a little stunned until she spoke and whispered to him: "Mr. Lu, the soup is getting cold."

He returned to God: "...well, I will come." Lu Zhiyang shook his head and suppressed his doubts. He only thought that he was not well rested, so that he had an illusion.

Meimei had a hearty dinner, Lu Zhiyang eagerly took the job of washing dishes, sent her to the sofa to watch TV.

During the chat, Susie did not intend to say that he would go out tomorrow. He asked why, and he was hesitant to tell him that he wanted to open a shop.

“I checked the information about the nearby store and started looking for a place. The rent is not cheap. I am afraid I need to find a distance...”

"Looking for what to do, I have a suitable store in my name, I can rent it to you at a low price."

Russell refused to take advantage of him. Lu Zhiyang was eager to thank her for her "life-saving grace" and plausible words.

"The last time I was sick, the things you did were so delicious. I know, you are definitely no problem! Big deal, I will go to your store to eat later, you give me a discount, okay?"

He said that he used a mobile phone to open the map and gave her a position.

Russell knows the store.

It was originally a coffee shop, the location of the store is indeed good, not far from near, convenient transportation, clean environment, she is going to open a small restaurant to take the high-end route, do not need downtown, that place is right.

"In a short period of time, you can't find a second one. Why do you have to be unfamiliar with me? Isn't it?" Lu Zhiyang smiled mildly. "Just be me for myself, book a VIP place, okay?"

He was so sincere, and finally agreed after the meditation, but still insisted on giving him rent according to the market price.

When the store is well-defined, it is necessary to prepare for re-decoration. It is also necessary to apply for various documents and formalities. It is already a week after she has barely finished the work and started the live broadcast.

But she did not expect that, as soon as the live broadcast was turned on, the number of viewers exploded.

Number of viewers: 9999 people.

"Meng Ge Anli's food anchor, I must come and see."

"I heard that there is a chef Miss, who came to worship specially!"

"I hope that Meng Ge can go away today, don't come down and lower our winning rate!"