Chapter 83: Let me count them properly

Every woman's aesthetics are different, but all women like good-looking men, but the definition of good-looking is strange, and the only similarity is clean.

Women themselves are creatures of cleanliness, and all men naturally like clean men.

Having a beard doesn't mean it's unclean, but in the past, Wang Luo's beard was too dense and almost covered half of his face, but after being trimmed by a beautician, his beard now looks refreshing and a little sexy.

At least that's what Jung so-yeon thinks.

Especially when Wang Luo drove with one hand, when the opposite headlights shone on Wang Luo's face, Wang Luo's deep facial features were particularly sexy.

"Why are you watching me all the time?" Just after January, the night in South Korea still fell quickly, less than seven o'clock, it was almost completely dark, Wang Luo said with a smile while looking at the road seriously.

"How do you know I'm looking at you?" Zheng Xiuyan's face flushed, and she said a little arrogantly.

"Look at your posture." Wang Luo glanced at Zheng Xiuyan and raised the corners of his mouth.

Zheng Xiuyan blinked, looked down at herself, and realized that she didn't know that she had turned sideways behind her, leaning on the back of the car and crossing Erlang's legs, and the direction of her face was exactly facing Wang Luo's side face.

"Well, actually, I'm looking at this in a daze." Zheng Xiuyan grabbed the gossip mirror hanging on the rearview mirror and blushed and quibbled.

"I thought I was too handsome, you look dumbfounded." Wang Luo smiled and glanced at the navigation, "Your home is a little far away." ”

"I like to be quiet." Zheng Xiuyan suddenly found this pendant really interesting, and couldn't help but fiddle with it, she was easily attracted by some interesting things.

"Bought it yourself?" Wang Luo asked.

"yes, a big house." Zheng Xiuyan snorted proudly.

"Looks like you're making a lot of money." Wang Luo said with a smile.

"It's okay, I have invested abroad with Pani." Zheng Xiuyan's white and tender fingers turned the gossip mirror and asked with some curiosity: "I watch this kind of ornament in many TV series, you men like this kind of mirror very much?" ”

"This is the gossip mirror." Wang Luo glanced at the thing in Zheng Xiuyan's hand, "It's not that many men like it, it's just that this thing repels evil spirits." ”

"I'm sorry." Zheng Xiuyan was startled, and quickly let go of her little hand and spit out her fragrant tongue.

"It's okay, this thing is not afraid to touch" Wang Luo smiled, "There are a lot of superstitious sayings on the small pendants in the car, such as hanging an axe, which means entering and exiting peace and blessings, like hanging a gossip mirror to ward off evil spirits, of course, there are other sayings, Buddhism and Taoism, as well as Western numerology or something, all kinds of strange, but they are all for you to spend money to buy." ”

"Sounds so mysterious." Zheng Xiuyan muttered in a low voice, "I think as long as it looks good." ”

"Didn't you buy a car?" Wang Luo suddenly asked.

"No, I don't like to drive, I like to make cars." Jung so-yeon yawned and looked out the window at the sparkling Han River illuminated by lights.

Wang Luo smiled and drove all the way to Zheng Xiuyan's apartment.

Zheng Xiuyan's house is in Jiangbei, a villa area that is not remote or prosperous, and it seems that it should be very expensive.

Wang Luo took out the ingredients from the trunk, and Zheng Xiuyan went to open the door.

"Wear these slippers." As soon as Wang Luo entered the house, Zheng Xiuyan took out a pair of dark slippers from the shoe cabinet, judging by the size, it should be a pair of men's slippers.

Wang Luo looked at Zheng Xiuyan's gaze and suddenly became ambiguous, preparing a pair of men's slippers at his home, it seems that they are still often worn, what does this mean?

Zheng Xiuyan didn't think as much as Wang Luo thought, wearing her little pink slippers and walking towards the sofa in the living room.

Wang Luo looked at the house, there were two floors, the living room was spacious and bright, with a sofa that looked bigger than a bed, and a kitchen on the other side.

"The kitchen is over there." Zheng Xiuyan's sweet voice shouted at Wang Luo who was standing at the door with a lazy tone.

Wang Luo smiled and walked towards the kitchen with the things in his hand.

This Zheng Xiuyan really doesn't know how to be polite, does she really treat herself as a servant? Goko is a high-level chef.

However, since he received the money, Wang Luo was still ready to complete the work seriously with great ethics and make Zheng Xiuyan a meal that she had never seen before, the 'All Cow Banquet'.

It's a dinner full of beef.

Wang Luo soaked the dishes in the basin and looked at the rows of shiny knives in the kitchen, there were more than a dozen, various sizes and sizes.

Wang Luo was a little curious, Zheng Xiuyan didn't know how to cook, what did she buy so many knives for?

When he opened the cupboard, Wang Luo found that he was wrong, not a lot of knives, but also a lot of tableware, various styles of delicate plates, plates, bowls, etc., filling a cupboard.

Wang Luo chose a set of tableware with Chinese characteristics, washed it and put it on the table, and began to process the beef.

"How can I help?" Zheng Xiuyan's unique voice sounded behind Wang Luo, but from the tone, Wang Luo could hear it clearly, this eldest lady was just casually polite.

Wang Luo grinned, "Help me wash this." ”

Turning around and taking the potatoes and eggplants in the plate and handing them to Zheng Xiuyan, Wang Luo almost threw the plate in Zheng Xiuyan's face.

Maybe it's because of the relationship in her own family, Zheng Xiuyan behaves very casually, and the cold expression on her face on weekdays has also changed to a lazy appearance with her eyebrows, wearing a loose vest, because it is really loose, even the leopard print bra inside leaks out, and she wears a pair of cotton shorts underneath, revealing her white, tender and plump legs.

Eldest sister, although this is your home, but after all, I am a man, and it is too casual for you to dress like this? Am I so safe?

Wang Luo swallowed.

"Ah, you have to wash things, nothing else can you help with?" Looking at the large plate in Wang Luo's hand, with the long and thick eggplants and round potatoes on it, Zheng Xiuyan raised her eyebrows and muttered with her lips.

Wang Luo felt that Zheng Xiuyan should not be coquettish, but this tone and tone did make his body numb.

"How do you want to help?" Wang Luo asked with a smile.

"It's the kind of work that you'll give you a taste of when you're done, right?" Zheng Xiuyan blinked her big eyes and looked up at Wang Luo with a look of hope on her face.

The corners of Wang Luo's mouth twitched, and he put the plate back in its original position, "Then I'll call you later." ”

"Okay! Representative Wang has worked hard. Zheng Xiuyan smiled and bowed to Wang Luo, the large white tenderness on her chest was squeezed into a snow-white ravine, which looked particularly attractive under the orange light of the kitchen, and Wang Luo seemed to be able to see the cyan blood vessels on it.

Oh my God, this is so white for the White Rabbit!

Wang Luo quickly turned around and pretended to be very busy.

Zheng Xiuyan stood on her toes and watched Wang Luo's action of chopping vegetables, revealing a somewhat surprised and stunned expression.

Because of Wang Luo's technique, it can be described as gorgeous.

The red beef was cut into thin slices of meat under Wang Luo's knife, and it was softly piled together to form a very cute appearance, and Wang Luo's only moved his wrist slightly.

Zheng Xiuyan's eyes widened, to this extent, it was similar to the meat planer in a hot pot restaurant.

WANG LUO CUT THE MEAT SLICES AND BEGAN TO CUT THE MEAT PIECES AGAIN, AND FINALLY NEARLY 1500G OF BEEF BECAME MEAT SLICES AND MEAT PIECES ON THE PLATE.

"Representative Wang, is it a chef?" Zheng Xiuyan looked at Wang Luo, who was cleaning the kitchen knife, and asked with swallowing saliva.

"No, cooking is just a hobby." Wang Luo washed the knife and put it back in the knife holder, and wiped his hands.

"Then why are you so skilled at chopping vegetables?" Zheng Xiuyan asked curiously.

"It's not that you're skilled at cutting vegetables, it's that you're skilled with knives." Wang Luo shook his calloused big hands in front of Zheng Xiuyan's eyes, "My hands, I have held a lot of knives." ”

Wang Luo deliberately spoke in a negative voice, ready to scare Zheng Xiuyan.

Unexpectedly, Zheng Xiuyan just glanced at him, "Of course, the chef's hand has to hold a lot of knives." ”

"I'm not a chef." Wang Luo is full of black lines.

"Okay, come on, I'll wait for help." Zheng Xiuyan raised her thin eyebrows, hugged her shoulders and walked towards the living room.

Looking at Zheng Xiuyan, who had graceful legs and white and tender legs on her back, with such a manly step, Wang Luo instantly felt that there was no sense of beauty at all.

However, Zheng Xiuyan is really white.

Wang Luo turned around and continued to cook.

Zheng Xiuyan was lying on the huge sofa, Bai Huahua's soft body fell into the sofa cushion like a marshmallow, connected the mini speaker on the table to the mobile phone, clicked on the music, and then lay on the sofa to play with the mobile phone.

The living room echoed with the sound of melodious music, which was transmitted to the kitchen, Wang Luo unconsciously raised the corners of his mouth, and his movements became rhythmic.

I didn't expect Zheng Xiuyan to have a good taste in listening to songs.

Cumin beef, beef tenderloin with green peppers, stir-fried beef, braised beef, beef stewed in red wine, beef stew with potatoes and eggplant, and beef soup with yam.

The eight methods are a collection of the essence of several major Chinese cuisines, and they are both sweet and sour, which can be regarded as a feast for the senses of taste.

After a while, the sound of rousing music wafting through the room was also scented.

Zheng Xiuyan sniffed the aroma in the air, swallowed her saliva, and touched her shriveled little belly, how did she eat at noon for this meal.

Zheng Xiuyan struggled to get up from the seal of the sofa and walked out towards the source of the fragrance, and the slippers under her feet made a crisp 'da-da-da' sound, which sounded very cute.

"On behalf of Nim, can you help?" Zheng Xiuyan lay on the glass door of the kitchen and shouted in a tired voice.

As for why she didn't go in, Zheng Xiuyan felt that the oil smoke inside was too big and would hurt her delicate skin.

"Taste it." Wang Luo picked up a piece of braised beef from the pot and blew it on Zheng Xiuyan's mouth.

Zheng Xiuyan bit it off without thinking about it, puffed out her cheeks and chewed like a little hamster, squinting her eyes to reveal a happy expression.

"zzang ~ good times! Representative Wang is so powerful. Finally, chewing something, Zheng Xiuyan's pronunciation was a little vague, and with her unique voice, it sounded very cute and milky.

Wang Luo unconsciously showed a sincere smile, and his eyes stared at Zheng Xiuyan's chest for a moment.

It seems that because this vest is too loose, Zheng Xiuyan tossed on the sofa for a long time, so that the strap of the tank top hung down to the crook of her arm, and Zheng Xiuyan's leopard print bra, which was very large, was exposed.

Wang Luo's face was full of piety, and he looked at the yellow and white leopard prints meticulously.

Let me count them.