Yan Chengmo looked up at Tang Yiling's smiling face full of joy, staring at a pair of innocent big eyes, and he believed that Tang Yiling was not playing tricks on her, but seriously recognizing his dish.

He was tricked by Tang Yiling!

"If you want to eat, you can say it, shout it on the roof, it's very convenient for neighbors." The corners of Yan Chengmo's mouth curled slightly.

After finishing speaking, Yan Chengmo's face turned cold again: "You are a VIP of Yan Mo's private restaurant, just ······ Meaning······ Try to satisfy your stomach. ”

Yan Chengmo began to lower his head and put away the dishes and chopsticks, skimming the floor, and inadvertently saw Tang Yiling's tender and red feet and a thin layer of skin.

"Why are you always barefoot? The soles of the feet are easily injured. Yan Chengmo remembered that the last time she was chased to the house, she also hid in his house barefoot, and this time she was also barefoot, so she turned around and went to the dressroom to get a new pair of men's slippers, took them apart, squatted down and handed them to her.

When she saw that the man was going to put shoes on her, she quickly bent down and snatched the shoes from Yan Chengmo's hand, pulled her body to the side and put them on herself in a panic.

"Ahem······" Her face suddenly flushed, these shoes can only be worn by Lang Jun, so dangerous!

Tang Yiling was used to running barefoot in ancient times in order to save the silver taels of the soles of her shoes, but she was reminded by Yan Chengmo that it hurt her feet to be low, after all, the soles of the original host's feet were not as thick as those of her ancient times!

She put on the man's wide slippers and exhaled again: "Ahem····· What's ······ within"

Yan Chengmo looked at her wearing shoes and panicked, and she was not as rude as she was when she first met her in the men's bathroom, well, she would still be shy.

"For example?" She continued with what she had just asked.

Yan Chengmo looked at her and could see that she couldn't answer the conversation, such as? Than what? What is it like?

"You say that the food is going to be very different, so naturally you don't like it. How can you make a big difference? Like what? She watched Yan Chengmo start to clean up the dishes and chopsticks, and asked anxiously.

“······” He still unhurriedly put away the dishes and chopsticks, wiped the table clean, and thought about what he had just said.

"Say, like what's becoming? You won't be liked······" She asked around him, but he just didn't bother.

Yan Chengmo felt that she was a young lady who didn't know how to cook, so she asked nonsense here, asking stupid and boring questions, who would make it dislikeable?

If you don't like this dish, can anyone eat it!

She watched him bow his head to straighten the tablecloth and ignore her, she quickly found out the other party's weakness, and then blocked her little head in front of his face, staring at his single eyelid pupils: "For example? Can it be said? ”

She stared at his pupils, full of her little head, and she smiled, smiling at him with a little treacherous.

Let's see if he says it this time!

He was so close to her, and the breath she exhaled was warmly spreading on his face, so frightened that he stood up straight in embarrassment and twisted his head to the side:

"Ahem······ It's a dish, and if you make it bad, no one will like it. If that dish was originally a light taste, and you added a heavy flavor, chili peppers, this dish is very different from the previous one, so naturally you won't like it,"

Tang Yiling repeated the essentials of Yan Chengmo in his heart.

To become very different from before, the original host is a good girl, heavy taste, add chili peppers······

"Can you leave my house?" He straightened the hem of his clothes and glared at her with a serious face, hoping that she would leave here, and it was too uncomfortable to have one more person around him.

"Oh······" Tang Yiling's mouth was shaped 0, and he stared at Yan Chengmo with round eyes.

"What are you doing?" Yan Chengmo took a step back to protect himself first, for fear that she would eat people!

"I see, I see." Tang Yiling ran up in men's slippers and circled around the table several times: "I understand, I understand······ Finally found a solution. ”

Yan Chengmo kept looking back, and couldn't believe that she was just going wild here: "Your brain is not normal?" ”

"No, no, no, I understand, I understand, I understand······" Tang Yiling ran and touched high, although she didn't touch the roof, she still kept jumping, and then ran back and returned the slippers to Yan Chengmo.

"Give you back, thank you dead cook!" She hurried back to the red iron gate.

Yan Chengmo went over and picked up the two slippers, and looked at the departing Tang Yiling in a daze, no, what was she happy about suddenly?

As soon as Zhang Miao saw her figure, he opened the red iron door and waited for her to jump back.

"Zhang Sanshui, hurry up." She rushed to the second floor.

Aunt Bai, who was standing downstairs, stared at the mud and sand that came back from her heels, these were either wooden floors or marble, and Aunt Bai took a soft wet and dry rag over and carefully cleaned it.

"Where is this Miss Tang family's daughter, this is clearly Sun Wukong alive!" Aunt Bai tilted her head and wiped the floor with her head down.

"How many days are there until the Mid-Autumn Festival?" Tang Yiling entered the room, took out his mobile phone, and asked while taking it.

"Four days."

"Sanshui, help me find a place to get my hair, I'm going to replace my long black hair and make it the kind of hair of a bad woman."

After listening to Tang Yiling, Zhang Miao immediately helped her find a salon that satisfied Tang Yiling.

"The most expensive is the best, go!"

The salon is very spacious, it has just opened in the morning, there are no customers, it is very quiet, Tang Yiling is the first guest, and he will order the art director when he comes up.

"Hello, what effect do you want to make······"

"Get me a bad girl's yellow hair." Tang Yiling interrupted the words of the male artistic director, the artistic director felt very shameless, looked up and looked around, fortunately there were no other guests, but the artistic director still saw that Zhang Miao noticed him, and he crossed the orchid to figure out the glasses frame without lenses, smiled and went over to take the hairstyle picture and showed it to Tang Yiling.

"The worst kind, do you want this effect······" The male artistic director turned out a styling drawing, and the model had short hair that was unequal to the left and right.

Tang Yiling shook off the book and fell heavily to the ground, with a "snap", which alarmed the other cashiers in the store, and they all looked over.

Tang Yiling sat on a black chair and rolled her eyes at the art director in the mirror: "I want my hair to look bad, beautiful and bad, not to be crippled!" ”

The face of the artistic male director stopped smiling after that, and finally reached a consensus with Tang Yiling, dyed her hair yellow, Tang Yiling sat for three hours, washed her hair back and forth, her new hairstyle, long yellow hair, was finally freshly baked.

Subsequently, she went to the mall with Zhang Miao and bought a set of makeup products, she couldn't look at the lips that were too red, so she bought one hundred and one tubes of lipstick, and before the engagement day on New Year's Day, she had to change these lipsticks every day.

She chose a lot of clothes, long skirts, skirts, skirts, rainbow colors, bright red, lemon yellow······ A large number of bright summer and autumn clothes are puffed up in Zhang Miao's hands.

In the end, only shoes remained, and she saw that other women were so beautiful in high heels, and their hips swayed very chic when they walked.