In the blink of an eye, a week has passed, and I have a lot of tasks, so time flies very quickly, and sometimes I feel like I can't catch my breath. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info But I'm not tired and bored, I'm enjoying my life now.

I love the busyness, the busyness makes it hard for me to think, and the physical exertion of busyness makes me fall asleep with my head on the pillow. So during this period of what should be the most difficult day for me, busyness has become my great benefactor. It gave me no time to savor the blow and trauma caused by my parents' death, but slowly turned them into a kind of longing in my heart.

Every day, I cook three meals for my new friends at the bar. Our day is different from the average person, the start of the day starts in the early afternoon, so lunch should be a refreshing meal. Dinner is eaten at about eight o'clock, after which the bar is open at night, so our dinner is instead hot and high-energy, which can fight hunger. As for breakfast, because we are going to sleep after eating breakfast for a while, breakfast is generally simple and light, similar to ordinary people's supper.

I go to the market to buy seasonal fruits and vegetables, and carefully design and cook each meal. I can see that they all like it, which gives me a sense of accomplishment. However, I also learned their preferences through observation. They can eat basically anything, but personal preferences are quite obvious.

The least picky eaters and interested in everything are Liqing and Lidong, Lixia and Liqiu prefer meat and don't like vegetables, while Lichun is just the opposite, he is almost a pure vegetarian and feels nauseous when he eats meat.

So every day I cook, I take care of each of their preferences, but in just a few days, they have started to rush to eat every day.

The location of the bar is in the old town, and the bar frontage room is a small two-storey building, but at the back of the building is a structure similar to a courtyard, where we lived.

At the right of the courtyard is Liqing's room, and next door to her lives Liqiu. The room of the four of us is on the left, which is opposite Liqing. There are more than these empty rooms, so even we, the employees, have our own independent dormitories, and for a "wage earner", the conditions are so good that there is nothing to say.

These rooms are cleaned by several of us in turn.

Liqiu was the chief manager among us, and the first thing he told me was to never set foot in Liqing's room.

Liqing's room was cleaned by Liqiu, and he was the only one who could enter.

Of course I obeyed, but I was inevitably a little curious, in fact, I was still curious about another thing.

Lichun is the best tempered of the four of them, and he is also gentle, usually smiling, and never saying words of reproach. When we got acquainted with each other, I took the opportunity to ask him mysteriously:

"Brother Lichun, what did you say about our boss, what is her real body?"

"Guess!" Lichun said with a smile. It seems that Liqing and they did not treat what their real body was as a secret question.

"I guess it's a white dragon...... I said to him mysteriously, "When I first came, I saw a portrait of a white dragon in the hall of 'Bored Zhai'......"

Not only is it majestic, but his eyes look very gentle.

Lichun pulled me over, pressed a slender finger to his lips, and gently "shhh It looked like a wind. There are many kinds of love.

"Don't mention the word 'white dragon' in front of the boss, next time you see it, you just don't see it!"

"Huh?" I was taken aback. Is the white dragon a taboo? Is it an enemy?

So why hang the portrait of the white dragon in the lobby?

I really don't understand.

I also want to ask what Lichun's true body is. I wasn't scared, I was just very curious. But when I asked again, Lichun smiled and said nothing.

Although Lichun didn't tell me anything, the next day, I stumbled upon the answers to some questions.

The next night, we finished dinner, stopped everything, and the "chat" bar was open.

The bar should have been around for a long time, so there are a lot of customers every night, especially regular customers. After 10 o'clock, the bar is even more lively.

The lights are dim and flickering. Li Qing sat on a high bar round stool, reclining on the side of the bar, holding a cup of tequila sunrise in her hand, overlapping a pair of slender jade legs, listening to a middle-aged man talk about his own affairs with relish. Behind the bar stood Liqiu, gently shaking the shaker in his hand in a very chic manner.

Liqiu has always been full of joy, anger and sorrow, so there is always very little expression on his face. But because his eyes are shiny and inward, he can feel it even through a pair of black-rimmed glasses, so no one has ever felt that Liqiu's expressionless appearance looks paralyzed.

I've also heard from regulars that Liqiu's bartending skills are superb, and many people come here to spend a night just to drink a glass of wine. According to connoisseurs, there is a precision and sensitivity in his wines that surpass that of humans, as if only cold-blooded animals are found, and it is a special taste that makes the heart flutter.

Also as a waiter, Lixia walked through the corridor in a hurry, and Lichun's footsteps seemed very light. As the most popular hostess in the bar, wherever Lichun goes, there will be a lively greeting and staggering.

Rikdong's task is to clean and tidy up at all times, his movements are slightly slow, but methodical, and he never complains. I, on the other hand, have been working for several days and still seem at a loss.

So when I was carrying a tray and hurriedly trying to return the wine glasses to the bar, one turned around, but suddenly collided with a person, and the glass in the tray was crooked, and half a glass of residual wine was splashed on the guest impartially.

At that time, I was in a hurry, how did I become a waiter, I was so reckless! I hurriedly pulled out all the decorative silk scarves from my chest, intending to use them to wipe the soiled clothes of my guests.

As soon as he raised his head, he met the extremely cold gaze of the guest.

My movements froze suddenly, because the customer's gaze was so cold that the temperature of the whole bar dropped by several degrees in an instant. I felt like my body was frozen, and I couldn't move for a while.

I couldn't move, so I had to look up at the visitor in a daze. Standing in front of me was a tall young man, as tall as one meter nine, and my height of more than seven meters could only look up at him.

The man is not only tall, but also handsome. He has shoulder-length black hair, delicate facial features, an evil aura in his eyes, and a black dress that makes him even more imposing.

He wasn't alone, and behind him seemed to be followed by four or five muscular retinues.