When Huang Jianliang appeared in the open-air garden, Luo Qiong sat quietly like that, singing a song "Red Face Tribulation" exclusive to classical women. Although there are not many lyrics in this song, she still sang the wrong lyrics and sang out of rhythm. Luo Qiong sang "Who can pass the love pass" as "Who can determine the world", and also listed the order of each lyric in a mess.

The basic plot is that Luo Qiong can sing whatever he wants, and he is not restricted by the old lyrics at all. But she really sings very emotionally, and when it comes to Chinese songs, the biggest advantage is not lyricism.

Therefore, Huang Jianliang quietly listened to his woman's singing, and he even had the illusion that this woman was confessing to him with this song. So he just held his breath and walked towards her step by step. Huang Jianliang had no intention of interrupting Luo Qiong's singing at all. Finally, when he was so close to her that he was only one step away from being within reach, she also sang the phrase "Ancient and modern crazy men and women". So suddenly, Luo Qiong suddenly turned his head to look at Huang Jianliang.

"Who can determine the future~~"

She continued to sing wildly.

And he, the pace of progress stopped abruptly, and Huang Jianliang stopped three steps away from Luo Qiong, not daring to move forward.

patting his side, Luo Qiong said quietly, "Come and sit with me." ”

My God, it was the edge of the balcony on the forty-eighth floor, and of course Huang Jianliang didn't dare to sit on it.

No matter how drunk he was, he didn't have the guts. He frowned like that, tiptoeing around, narrowing the distance between the two little by little. Then, he grabbed her into the palm of his hand. After a violent snort, Huang Jianliang pulled Luo Qiong up, like pulling a turnip, and he pulled her off the railing.

He held her tightly in his arms, and Huang Jianliang's pounding heart hit Luo Qiong.

And she, being pulled by someone so much, naturally involved the fracture on Luo Qiong's back. The intense pain instantly robbed her of her ability to think, and Luo Qiong reflexively hugged the person in front of her. She was like a kitten, huddled in his arms.

With such a soft touch, Huang Jianliang's heart was slightly touched. He even wished that time would stop and that her time and his time would remain in this moment forever. If life is only as it first seems, if it can really be like this, how beautiful the world should be.

But all of this was ruthlessly interrupted by Luo Qiong's subsequent movements.

She bit Huang Jianliang hard until she bit him so hard that the blood beads oozed out.

I don't know why, although Luo Qiong bit him hard, Huang Jianliang's anxious heart calmed down. It was like a big rock falling to the ground with a clatter. Since she is willing to bite him, it means that in her heart, she still has feelings for herself, otherwise she would not treat him like this. Luo Qiongken hates Huang Jianliang, which means that he still has a chance by her side.

This woman must have feelings for herself, a man who has loved deeply and had a relationship more than once, otherwise she would not be drunk and ignore anyone, just looking for him. You know, he's her husband, her man.

Luo Qiong's weight is very light, less than 1.5 meters, she weighs only about 70 pounds.

The woman of this weight fits in the train bento style. Huang Jianliang licked his lips and thought evilly. Maybe he can't train to be a strong man like Schwarzenegger in his life, but Sun Xiaoyou's weight, he likes it.

Silence, for a long time.

Luo Qiong said silently: "I'm hungry, cook me a Christmas dinner." She began to complain about the big battle that had taken place between Jia Lin and Yao Jing, and the two women had ruined almost all the food, causing Luo Qiong to have nothing but wine in her stomach until now.

Hearing Yao Jing and Jia Lin's names, Huang Jianliang frowned. "They all say to keep you away from these bad women...... I'm hungry, don't you know how to call room service, is it that the eldest lady of the Sun family, the honorable chairman, is still short of people to serve? Although his words were bitter, he could hear that the man was actually very happy with her call.

His own woman was hungry, and he didn't call anyone when she came out.

On Christmas Eve, she got drunk and didn't see anyone but him, which was a beautiful thing.

It's good not to think about it, but after thinking about it carefully, I realized that I didn't have anything in my stomach tonight except for wine. Huang Jianliang's stomach sang a protest ode on the spot. His face flushed as his stomach growled.

Luo Qiong explained to him in a very serious manner, "Jia Lin escaped from the blind date meeting today. The reason why she came to the provincial capital city was because her parents arranged a blind date for her here. The other party is a big boss who is said to have a successful career and has a decisive role for Jia's father, so Jia's father decided to sell his daughter to the other party. Despite the fact that the man was over fifty years old and had been married more than once, his son was even three years older than Jallin. But Jia's father was still determined to match them. ”

Although he is twenty-six years old, because his life experience is too simple, Luo Qiong's character is really a child.

She always takes everything with the most serious attitude.

Serious and stereotypical.

Shrugging his shoulders, he didn't know if he heard it, Huang Jianliang carried her into the kitchen of the suite.

There are ingredients that have been prepared long ago. Together with her, he counts the ingredients in the same way and then creates a menu for the feast. Luo Qiongan looked at Huang Jianliang quietly, the man was chattering about preparations. Because the hostess is injured and can't use force, tonight is a single show for the male host. He was proud and proud to show off his cooking skills.

Soon, Luo Qiong found that this man's kitchen skills were far better than that of a woman.

A traditional Christmas dinner with turkey, potatoes and pudding are all essentials. Huang Jianliang wore an apron and a hat to prevent his hair from falling out, and concentrated on washing the potatoes in his hands. He really looks like a family cook.

According to the plan of the two, he was going to make her baked potatoes, a famous dish that almost conquered the whole world. Although this dish will definitely taste completely different from the one he tastes in his hometown. But since this famous dish can conquer the vast majority of people in the whole world, regardless of race or color, whether rich or poor, it must have its own pride.

He intends to conquer his noble wife once again with this lowest and lowest dish.

The potatoes that Huang Jianliang cut with a knife are even more beautiful than those that some people use a peeler. Because of the Western-style baked potatoes, the potatoes had to be cut into the size of a ping-pong ball, and she watched him play kitchen music. The sound of kitchen knives and cutting boards striking is simply a symphony. And, of course, there's the unique chapter of the potato, a highly starchy rhizome that makes a crisp sound when it cracks.

Then there's the bacon movement, and the drizzle-like rhythm of vanilla, fast and light. Huang Jianliang's knife skills are quite good, he has put a lot of effort into his cooking skills, and his proposal to cook for himself is by no means a temporary whim.

Looking at the turkey in his hand, Huang Jianliang was stunned for a while.

Luo Qiong smiled, "It's chicken legs, only chicken legs." Of course, just the two of us can only eat chicken legs. Although the money is your own, the resources are everyone's, and it's not good to waste food. ”

She just said something that was a given, and he accepted it.

Because of the nature of supper, Huang Jianliang does not prepare many dishes, and once a person passes the age of 25, how to maintain his body shape and health has become an increasingly serious problem. Whether it is Huang Jianliang or Sun Xiaoyou, they are both public figures and have to consider their external form. So he prepared a four-course Christmas dinner for her, Christmas pudding, Christmas turkey legs, baked potatoes and Caesar salad. Moreover, the portions of each dish are very small, so small that they can barely be addicted.

The so-called Christmas pudding, also known as dried fruit pudding, is in traditional Western culture, but when Advent comes, family members will make Christmas pudding together. Because it symbolizes the unity and harmony of the family. And when everyone stirs the dough, they will silently make a wish, and at the end they will hide a coin in the dough. This feels like a dumpling in the Celestial Empire.

Luo Qiong thought in her heart. In the Celestial Empire, there seems to be a habit of adding copper coins to dumplings, which is really the same.

The so-called Christmas is not the Western New Year.

Happy New Year, my Nozomi.

Because the chef was stolen from the Englishman Noel, Huang Jianliang prepared an authentic English dish for Luo Qiong - plum pudding. Actually, it's just raisin pudding, but before Victoria, the British did call raisins plums.

Baked potatoes with bacon and herbs, a world-class dish that has spanned thousands of years, you don't have to think about it at all, just two words - delicious.

Rosemary is served with fragrant grilled chicken thighs, which is appetizing.

Because he had already eaten two quite satisfying dishes before this, the Caesar salad prepared by Huang Jianliang for Luo Qiong was relatively light, lettuce and asparagus were the main content, there was no toast, and the content of bacon and cheese needed to be carefully searched to see.

The texture of the ball lettuce is okay, it is crispy and raw in the mouth, and it is slightly sweet in the mouth.

She and his Christmas dinner were warmly dyed with scented candles.

……

Hearing the work report of his subordinates, which can almost be said to be mixed with complaints, Wang Aiyi smiled. As the top leader of the entire group, that is, the chairman of the group's board of directors, Sun Xiaoyou's words and deeds today cannot be based on his own wishes. She can't get too close to someone just because she likes it, nor can she completely alienate someone because she doesn't like someone's personality problem. As the chairman of the group, all her words and deeds must be based on the interests of the group.

You must know that there are still tens of thousands of people in the world, waiting for her to pay her salary to buy rice for the pot. People are in high positions, and sometimes they are so helpless. The so-called human being is not so easy to do.

Pulling the camera back to Luo Qiong and Huang Jianliang's table, in the swaying of pearlescent, the atmosphere between the two became more and more ambiguous.

When it comes to Western-style dining, all kinds of foreign wine are naturally the soul of the meal, and Huang Jianliang's stinginess is naturally reluctant to buy high-grade wine, so after the aperitif, Wang Aiyi asked the room service to send a bottle of red wine to the two. A bottle of red wine born in the same year as Sun Xiaoyou. Seeing the words on the wine bottle, Luo Qiong's heart couldn't help but twitch, because she was making up for her knowledge about famous wines recently, and she could certainly recognize that this was a bottle of Richebourg from the Romanée-Conti wine estate in France. That is, the collection of flowers.

Huang Jianliang frowned, of course he recognized the wine, but he interpreted Wang Aiyi's behavior as mockery. taunted him that on Christmas Day, he was reluctant to buy even flowers for his fiancée, so he rushed to the date with empty hands.

Even, she needs to be an outsider to send him flowers.

Still, the man had neither the courage to smash the bottle nor the possibility of returning it.

When Huang Jianliang appeared in the open-air garden, Luo Qiong sat quietly like that, singing a song "Red Face Tribulation" exclusive to classical women. Although there are not many lyrics in this song, she still sang the wrong lyrics and sang out of rhythm. Luo Qiong sang "Who can pass the love pass" as "Who can determine the world", and also listed the order of each lyric in a mess.

The basic plot is that Luo Qiong can sing whatever he wants, and he is not restricted by the old lyrics at all. But she really sings very emotionally, and when it comes to Chinese songs, the biggest advantage is not lyricism.

Therefore, Huang Jianliang quietly listened to his woman's singing, and he even had the illusion that this woman was confessing to him with this song. So he just held his breath and walked towards her step by step. Huang Jianliang had no intention of interrupting Luo Qiong's singing at all. Finally, when he was so close to her that he was only one step away from being within reach, she also sang the phrase "Ancient and modern crazy men and women". So suddenly, Luo Qiong suddenly turned his head to look at Huang Jianliang.

"Who can determine the future~~"

She continued to sing wildly.

And he, the pace of progress stopped abruptly, and Huang Jianliang stopped three steps away from Luo Qiong, not daring to move forward.

patting his side, Luo Qiong said quietly, "Come and sit with me." ”

My God, it was the edge of the balcony on the forty-eighth floor, and of course Huang Jianliang didn't dare to sit on it.

No matter how drunk he was, he didn't have the guts. He frowned like that, tiptoeing around, narrowing the distance between the two little by little. Then, he grabbed her into the palm of his hand. After a violent snort, Huang Jianliang pulled Luo Qiong up, like pulling a turnip, and he pulled her off the railing.

He held her tightly in his arms, and Huang Jianliang's pounding heart hit Luo Qiong.

And she, being pulled by someone so much, naturally involved the fracture on Luo Qiong's back. The intense pain instantly robbed her of her ability to think, and Luo Qiong reflexively hugged the person in front of her. She was like a kitten, huddled in his arms.

With such a soft touch, Huang Jianliang's heart was slightly touched. He even wished that time would stop and that her time and his time would remain in this moment forever. If life is only as it first seems, if it can really be like this, how beautiful the world should be.

But all of this was ruthlessly interrupted by Luo Qiong's subsequent movements.

She bit Huang Jianliang hard until she bit him so hard that the blood beads oozed out.

I don't know why, although Luo Qiong bit him hard, Huang Jianliang's anxious heart calmed down. It was like a big rock falling to the ground with a clatter. Since she is willing to bite him, it means that in her heart, she still has feelings for herself, otherwise she would not treat him like this. Luo Qiongken hates Huang Jianliang, which means that he still has a chance by her side.

This woman must have feelings for herself, a man who has loved deeply and had a relationship more than once, otherwise she would not be drunk and ignore anyone, just looking for him. You know, he's her husband, her man.

Luo Qiong's weight is very light, less than 1.5 meters, she weighs only about 70 pounds.

The woman of this weight fits in the train bento style. Huang Jianliang licked his lips and thought evilly. Maybe he can't train to be a strong man like Schwarzenegger in his life, but Sun Xiaoyou's weight, he likes it.

Silence, for a long time.

Luo Qiong said silently: "I'm hungry, cook me a Christmas dinner." She began to complain about the big battle that had taken place between Jia Lin and Yao Jing, and the two women had ruined almost all the food, causing Luo Qiong to have nothing but wine in her stomach until now.

Hearing Yao Jing and Jia Lin's names, Huang Jianliang frowned. "They all say to keep you away from these bad women...... I'm hungry, don't you know how to call room service, is it that the eldest lady of the Sun family, the honorable chairman, is still short of people to serve? Although his words were bitter, he could hear that the man was actually very happy with her call.

His own woman was hungry, and he didn't call anyone when she came out.

On Christmas Eve, she got drunk and didn't see anyone but him, which was a beautiful thing.

It's good not to think about it, but after thinking about it carefully, I realized that I didn't have anything in my stomach tonight except for wine. Huang Jianliang's stomach sang a protest ode on the spot. His face flushed as his stomach growled.

Luo Qiong explained to him in a very serious manner, "Jia Lin escaped from the blind date meeting today. The reason why she came to the provincial capital city was because her parents arranged a blind date for her here. The other party is a big boss who is said to have a successful career and has a decisive role for Jia's father, so Jia's father decided to sell his daughter to the other party. Despite the fact that the man was over fifty years old and had been married more than once, his son was even three years older than Jallin. But Jia's father was still determined to match them. ”

Although he is twenty-six years old, because his life experience is too simple, Luo Qiong's character is really a child.

She always takes everything with the most serious attitude.

Serious and stereotypical.

Shrugging his shoulders, he didn't know if he heard it, Huang Jianliang carried her into the kitchen of the suite.

There are ingredients that have been prepared long ago. Together with her, he counts the ingredients in the same way and then creates a menu for the feast. Luo Qiongan looked at Huang Jianliang quietly, the man was chattering about preparations. Because the hostess is injured and can't use force, tonight is a single show for the male host. He was proud and proud to show off his cooking skills.

Soon, Luo Qiong found that this man's kitchen skills were far better than that of a woman.

A traditional Christmas dinner with turkey, potatoes and pudding are all essentials. Huang Jianliang wore an apron and a hat to prevent his hair from falling out, and concentrated on washing the potatoes in his hands. He really looks like a family cook.

According to the plan of the two, he was going to make her baked potatoes, a famous dish that almost conquered the whole world. Although this dish will definitely taste completely different from the one he tastes in his hometown. But since this famous dish can conquer the vast majority of people in the whole world, regardless of race or color, whether rich or poor, it must have its own pride.

He intends to conquer his noble wife once again with this lowest and lowest dish.

The potatoes that Huang Jianliang cut with a knife are even more beautiful than those that some people use a peeler. Because of the Western-style baked potatoes, the potatoes had to be cut into the size of a ping-pong ball, and she watched him play kitchen music. The sound of kitchen knives and cutting boards striking is simply a symphony. And, of course, there's the unique chapter of the potato, a highly starchy rhizome that makes a crisp sound when it cracks.

Then there's the bacon movement, and the drizzle-like rhythm of vanilla, fast and light. Huang Jianliang's knife skills are quite good, he has put a lot of effort into his cooking skills, and his proposal to cook for himself is by no means a temporary whim.

Looking at the turkey in his hand, Huang Jianliang was stunned for a while.

Luo Qiong smiled, "It's chicken legs, only chicken legs." Of course, just the two of us can only eat chicken legs. Although the money is your own, the resources are everyone's, and it's not good to waste food. ”

She just said something that was a given, and he accepted it.

Because of the nature of supper, Huang Jianliang does not prepare many dishes, and once a person passes the age of 25, how to maintain his body shape and health has become an increasingly serious problem. Whether it is Huang Jianliang or Sun Xiaoyou, they are both public figures and have to consider their external form. So he prepared a four-course Christmas dinner for her, Christmas pudding, Christmas turkey legs, baked potatoes and Caesar salad. Moreover, the portions of each dish are very small, so small that they can barely be addicted.

The so-called Christmas pudding, also known as dried fruit pudding, is in traditional Western culture, but when Advent comes, family members will make Christmas pudding together. Because it symbolizes the unity and harmony of the family. And when everyone stirs the dough, they will silently make a wish, and at the end they will hide a coin in the dough. This feels like a dumpling in the Celestial Empire.

Luo Qiong thought in her heart. In the Celestial Empire, there seems to be a habit of adding copper coins to dumplings, which is really the same.

The so-called Christmas is not the Western New Year.

Happy New Year, my Nozomi.

Because the chef was stolen from the Englishman Noel, Huang Jianliang prepared an authentic English dish for Luo Qiong - plum pudding. Actually, it's just raisin pudding, but before Victoria, the British did call raisins plums.

Baked potatoes with bacon and herbs, a world-class dish that has spanned thousands of years, you don't have to think about it at all, just two words - delicious.

Rosemary is served with fragrant grilled chicken thighs, which is appetizing.

Because he had already eaten two quite satisfying dishes before this, the Caesar salad prepared by Huang Jianliang for Luo Qiong was relatively light, lettuce and asparagus were the main content, there was no toast, and the content of bacon and cheese needed to be carefully searched to see.

The texture of the ball lettuce is okay, it is crispy and raw in the mouth, and it is slightly sweet in the mouth.

She and his Christmas dinner were warmly dyed with scented candles.

……

Hearing the work report of his subordinates, which can almost be said to be mixed with complaints, Wang Aiyi smiled. As the top leader of the entire group, that is, the chairman of the group's board of directors, Sun Xiaoyou's words and deeds today cannot be based on his own wishes. She can't get too close to someone just because she likes it, nor can she completely alienate someone because she doesn't like someone's personality problem. As the chairman of the group, all her words and deeds must be based on the interests of the group.

You must know that there are still tens of thousands of people in the world, waiting for her to pay her salary to buy rice for the pot. People are in high positions, and sometimes they are so helpless. The so-called human being is not so easy to do.

Pulling the camera back to Luo Qiong and Huang Jianliang's table, in the swaying of pearlescent, the atmosphere between the two became more and more ambiguous.

When it comes to Western-style dining, all kinds of foreign wine are naturally the soul of the meal, and Huang Jianliang's stinginess is naturally reluctant to buy high-grade wine, so after the aperitif, Wang Aiyi asked the room service to send a bottle of red wine to the two. A bottle of red wine born in the same year as Sun Xiaoyou. Seeing the words on the wine bottle, Luo Qiong's heart couldn't help but twitch, because she was making up for her knowledge about famous wines recently, and she could certainly recognize that this was a bottle of Richebourg from the Romanée-Conti wine estate in France. That is, the collection of flowers.

Huang Jianliang frowned, of course he recognized the wine, but he interpreted Wang Aiyi's behavior as mockery. taunted him that on Christmas Day, he was reluctant to buy even flowers for his fiancée, so he rushed to the date with empty hands.

Even, she needs to be an outsider to send him flowers.

Still, the man had neither the courage to smash the bottle nor the possibility of returning it.