Roy looked at it, and sure enough, the snack platform was empty, and there was some fruit juice, which looked very untidy. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

My aunt had already asked someone to wipe down the platform, and Roy put down the juice and walked briskly to the back kitchen.

Walking to the door, Roy found that the back kitchen was quiet, and he didn't have the feeling of being in the heat of preparing food.

She walked over and saw that the kitchen was empty, and there was only one man standing in front of the counter with his back to the door, busy with something.

But looking at his suit and leather shoes, he is obviously not busy making food.

He was busy eating.

On the counter, on his right, there were empty cups and bowls everywhere, while on his left side was a full load of food, apparently ready to be served to the platform outside.

And that man was like a harvester, going from right to left, emptying all the dishes wherever he went.

So why is there no one? Where are the cooks in the kitchen? Who is this man?

Why does it look familiar?

Roy stood outside the door, watching quietly for a while, until the man stopped moving, put his hands down, leaned on the edge of the counter, and let out a painful sigh full of satiety, and then she walked softly into the back kitchen and asked softly, "Full?" ”

As she expected, the man was startled, jumped up in a hurry, knocked over a pile of pots and pans, and finally slipped on the soles of his feet, and fell into a heavy butt squat.

Then Roy's eyes widened. “…… Nick? Lefebler? ”

Nick didn't reply.

He looked at Roy in horror, as if Roy was not grabbing him to steal food, but wanted to eat him, and his face turned blue.

Roy frowned. Nick's expression was so hideous that it diluted her surprise a lot. "Are you stuck? Can you breathe? ”

“…… I, I can ......"

Nick replied tremblingly.

Looking at him like that, it was clear that he didn't even realize he was talking.

Even though stealing food is immoral, the guilt is not so intense.

Roy sneered in confusion. Reach over and hold Nick.

Nick spasmed backwards.

…… Roy really had to wonder if he was a zerg. Could it be that she has two antennae and five rows of teeth in her mouth?

"Yes, it's you......" Nick whispered, as if it was only then that he could see what the man in front of him looked like.

Roy couldn't help but laugh. "Of course it's me. This is my uncle's house, who else can I be. What happened to you? Don't worry, don't be afraid, I won't charge you for food. ”

Nick picked at the corners of his mouth cramping.

But no matter how ugly the smile is, at least it's a laugh. Roy could also feel Nick gradually relax, like a frightened pufferfish, the fear in his belly gradually dissipated, and his body slowly returned to suppleness.

That's how Roy pulled him up.

After helping him look behind him and making sure his clothes weren't dirty, Roy asked him, "Did you come with your mother?" ”

"yes. Accepted Mr. Yang's invitation. Nick smiled shyly, "I've been socializing, and I haven't had time to eat." ”

So you just touched the back kitchen and stuffed dozens of snacks into your stomach?

"Sorry, we couldn't add it in time." Roy said with a smile.

As for the second half of the sentence, "all eaten by you", there is no need to say it.

Nick's face turned even redder and he waved his hand hurriedly. "I, I don't mean anything else. I'm sorry. It's my fault, Miss Roy, you don't have to blame yourself. You blame me for all the greater......"

"There's no guilt anymore." Roy couldn't help but ask, "Have you eaten enough?" It's all snacks, not hungry. It's been a while until dinner, and I'll get you something else? ”

Nick hurriedly waved his hand, and even said no. "My mother and I are not going to have dinner here. We'll be back in a little while. Probably. ”

Leave so early.

Roy felt some regret in his heart. This banquet was done by my uncle in order to match the Luo family with the forces in the army. Refeble's relationship with the military was extraordinary, and she and her father helped Refeble's widow find her only son, who was adrift. But from this point of view, doesn't Madame Lefebble plan to have a deep friendship with the Luo family?

Of course, Roy couldn't have told Nick about these things. She smiled as she thought as she made small talk to Nick, asking how she was doing.

Nick smiled with a low brow. "Good. I stayed with my mother every day. Happy every day. ”

But if there is a surprise, in addition to the days when I knew that my mother was still alive, the most surprising thing was today.

Today, today, this time.

This person.

"Oh......" Roy smiled faintly, "of course. ”

Nick suddenly realized and waved his hand again: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to mention it." ”

"It's fine." Roy smiled understandingly. Why, since she herself had not seen her mother, was no one allowed to speak of their own mother in front of her? She's not glass-hearted to that extent.

Nick cautiously watched Roy to make sure she wasn't angry, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

In fact, he really wanted to say a few more words to Roy.

Tell Roy how he's been doing lately and share his happiness with this petite girl. Growing up, there was always silence around him. In the cemetery, there were many people, but they were all deceased, silent and sad. He always thought that this was the end of his life. Who would have thought that suddenly one day, his mother would fall from the sky to protect him, warm him, and shine on him.

The cemetery is filled with a mist all year round. He seemed to merge with the clouds. Finally, Yang Guan dispelled the clouds, he was so warm, so he wanted to warm others too.

But he was too embarrassed to speak.

After struggling for a long time, he finally mustered up the courage and wanted to say a little more, but Roy suddenly remembered something and clapped his hands: "Oh, I'm sorry, I can't talk to you." I've got to get to the cook. Do you see them? ”

"They weren't there when I came in. Only the food is placed on the counter. Nick also thought it was strange, "Why don't I help you find it?" ”

Roy doesn't reject the idea. But now it's too late. Rather than go through the trouble of finding these lazy and slippery ones, and then swinging the little leather whip for them to make another one, it would be better for her to do it herself.

It just so happens that there are still some ingredients over there, which have already been processed, and it seems that they have been prepared too much and are not used.

Roy rolled up his sleeves and walked to the counter, chopping melons and vegetables.

Nick, who was on the side, wanted to go up and help, but he didn't dare to move as soon as he stepped out.

He was afraid of ruining the dynamic beauty in front of him.

Roy's hands fluttered up and down at the cooking table, as if in an instant, flour and egg whites danced passionately in the kitchen, butter and honey sang in unison, and the rhythm was dizzying.

Ten minutes, just ten minutes passed, and Roy had at least twenty servings of small puddings. (To be continued.) )