Chapter Fifty-Seven: No Spicy Joy

Shang Feiwu picked up a small tree branch on the side of the road, pretended to be ruthless, and shouted, "Who? Who is it! ”

"Where do you stand still, see if I don't kill you, dare to follow me?!"

She let out a lot of cruel words in one breath, and looked cautiously at the place where the figure was sparse, her legs were trembling.

The bodyguard Xiao Wu was very helpless, he raised his hands, "Shao, young grandma, it's me..."

"Ah!!?h

Shang Feiwu was sweating, what was the situation?

Xiao Wu saw that the "arrogant" flame of the young grandmother was gone, so he dared to step forward and explained, "Young grandma, I am the security guard of the villa, that... I was afraid that something would happen to you at night, so I came out with me. ”

"Huh? It's you. Shang Feiwu threw away the branch in his hand in shame and smiled wryly.

While walking back, he found a topic to relieve the embarrassment just now, "That, how do you know that I'm a little scared at night." ”

Xiao Wu conscientiously followed the young grandmother's side, "Where do we know anything, just follow the instructions from above." ”

Because someone was with her, Shang Feiwu didn't think the wind was weird, and the leaves that fell at her feet were very weird.

The voice is also a little louder.

"Whose command is it?" She scratched her head, could it be that Aunt Zhang knew that she had some night blindness?

Xiao Wu smiled honestly, "Who else can there be, it must be the young master!" ”

Must it be a young master?

Shang Feiwu's tone was still a little angry, "Young Master? ”

"He told you to come along?" She asked again, looking completely disbelieving.

Xiao Wu nodded with a smile, "Yes, the young master is very interested in you, in fact, this mid-mountain villa is very safe, wasn't there a small landslide last time because of logging?" The young master bought the land use rights of the entire mountain, except for the prohibition of logging, there are special guards here 24 hours a day. At that time, I had some doubts when I asked people to come over, but fortunately, the young master asked me to come over, it seems that you are still a little scared this night......"

It is enough to see from the reaction of the young grandmother who held the little branch just now.

It really made him cry and laugh even a bodyguard.

"Xiao Wu, why did you shake it."

"No, not really."

Xiao Wu couldn't hold back his desire to laugh, and his breath was not smooth.

Mid-levels villas.

Shang Feiwu had just gone out for a trip, and when he came back, the villa was bustling.

And when she looked out of the courtyard, she saw an incredible figure at first sight.

"Boss!"

It's the owner of a rice noodle shop!

"Boss, why are you here?" She sped over in two steps of three, looking at the owner of the rice noodle shop and the cutlery pulled from the minivan in complete disbelief.

There is a special casserole in the rice noodle shop, there are fresh rice noodles, and there are many side dishes such as greens, beef meatballs and tenderloin.

Shang Feiwu covered his lips with his hand in surprise, "Oh my God, what's wrong?" ”

Her tone was full of surprise.

The boss bowed to her cutely.

"Oh, little girl, it's Uncle Ji, I didn't have a bright vision before, why didn't I see that your little girl is the daughter-in-law of this wealthy family."

Shang Feiwu didn't come out in great surprise, "Oh, boss, don't make fun of me, why are you here." ”

The boss glanced at Mr. Lu, who was standing aside and was ignored, and gave Shang Feiwu a look, "No, Mr. Lu loves him, so he came!" ”

Lu Yiyou stood aside exuding a noble atmosphere, and heard the boss mention himself, so he raised his eyes and took a look.

said casually, "The boss will be here for the next few days." ”

Shang Feiwu picked him up for the first time in this week, "Resident? ”

"Hmm." The two pairs of eyes looked at each other, "If you want to eat, just let the boss make it." ”

The owner of the rice noodle shop smiled innocently, "Oh, thanks to this little girl's love, don't call me boss in the future, what kind of boss am I compared to Mr. Lu!" Just call me Uncle Ji, if you need anything, just ask! ”

Shang Feiwu smiled happily, "Uncle Ji, what should I do if I want to eat rice noodles now?" ”

Lu Yiyou stood aside, his hands in his pockets, and the corners of his mouth were smug with a smug smile that was not exposed.

At nine o'clock in the evening, the always quiet mid-mountain villa is particularly lively today.

Uncle Ji moved all the tableware to the European-style kitchen, and Shang Feiwu sat at the dining table expectantly and waited.

"Uncle Ji, put more tenderloin and beef balls!" She shouted to the kitchen, her voice crisp and tight.

Uncle Ji poked his head out of the kitchen, "No problem, you can eat as much as you want!" ”

Lu Yiyou walked slowly to the kitchen with a solemn face, and whispered, "Put more vegetables." ”

Nutritionally balanced.

Uncle Ji saw that it was Mr. Lu standing next to him, and some of them were nervous, so he hurriedly agreed: "Okay!" ”

After receiving the reply satisfactorily, Lu Yiyou continued to wander to the dining table, and his handsome figure no longer attracted Shang Feiwu's secretly gaze all the time.

Why is this person so annoying? Dressed up so handsome all day long, and then dangling in front of her eyes.

She snorted, "Hmph..."

The anger I was angry with before didn't go away at all.

Lu Yiyou glanced at her puffing little face, there was really nothing he could do with her.

He seems to have met his opponent this time.

When it came to the Cold War before, he really didn't lose to anyone.

But the little girl across the table seemed to be really on the same page as if she was not ready to forgive him.

Lu Yiyou was secretly thinking about something, and the rice noodles in the casserole were steaming up by Uncle Ji with a big tong.

The fragrance is overflowing, and the red oil, meatballs and vegetables on the face are full of appetite.

Uncle Ji made two copies, one in front of Shang Feiwu and one in front of Lu Yiyou.

Shang Feiwu picked up the dishes and chopsticks and began to gobble up.

The rice noodles in the casserole that have just come out of the pot are tumbling wantonly and piping hot.

As soon as she took a bite, a small bubble formed on the tip of her tongue.

"Eat slowly." It is Lu Yiyou's magnetic and sexy voice.

Shang Fei danced the tip of his tongue and glanced at him, this guy was calm, and slowly sandwiched the rice noodles in the casserole into the cyan porcelain bowl little by little, and even ate a rice noodle with an elegant feeling.

Shang Feiwu darkly, hum, didn't this guy have dinner? When did your appetite get so good and you still have a late-night snack?

Lu Yiyou elegantly ate the ** rice noodles in the bowl and felt the unkind gaze from her.

He has never been able to eat spicy food, so when Aunt Zhang cooks, even if it is a spicy dish, it is handled very lightly.

This bowl of ** rice noodles made them eat with tears in their eyes.

Shang Feiwu, who was slowly reminiscent of the table, was happy because he hadn't eaten such a spicy thing for too long.

And Lu Yiyou didn't eat such a spicy thing for too long, which made him red-eyed.