Tang Meng leaned in Wu Zhe's arms for a while, and noticed that Wu Zhe was a little restless. Breaking free from Wu Zhe's embrace, he smiled and said, "Ah Zhe, do you want to hide Jiao in the golden house?" Will you give me another card later? ”

Wu Zhe was a little uneasy in his heart, but he didn't want to give the card now, he was going to leave the capital to get a card for Tang Meng. But after Tang Meng's words, why did he suddenly feel a little like supporting Tang Meng.

"Yes, you're right, I'll take care of you from now on. How's that? Wu Zhe simply said stiffly.

"Yo, Ah Zhe, you are a bit like Wang Dashao's style!" Tang Meng quipped.

"I didn't mean that, I just wanted the best for you." Wu Zhe was also a little anxious.

Tang Meng stared at Wu Zhe's eyes at this time and said, "I understand your intentions, if you dare to give it, I will dare to take it." If I even have to care about these, I don't think I, Tang Meng, even have the qualifications to stand by your Wu Zhe's side. ”

Wu Zhe also breathed a sigh of relief at this time, although he heard Wang Chao say last time that Tang Meng would not care about this. But I was still a little worried in my heart, for fear of hurting Tang Meng's self-esteem. You must know that Tang Meng has not received any more funding since the death of her parents, and she is all on herself.

Tang Meng obviously also felt Wu Zhe's mentality, and tightened Wu Zhe's hand and said: "I'm not so pretentious and fragile, Ah Zhe, you and Teacher Zhang are the closest people I have now, and I won't care about others." ”

Wu Zhe's mentality also relaxed at this time, and he also joked: "Hey, my star hasn't shone yet, but it was picked by Mengmeng." How capable do you think you are? ”

Tang Meng blinked playfully and said proudly: "That's, my vision is very good." If you like it, of course you have to catch it. You're not in the same school as me, I'm going to start late, and there won't be a bunch of competitors coming out, although I'm not afraid. But I don't want to bother! It is absolutely necessary to put the Tang character on you first. ”

After hearing this, Wu Zhe scratched Tang Meng's small nose and said, "Let's take you to visit the house first!" And a good place. ”

After speaking, Wu Zhe took Tang Meng around.

When I came to the balcony, I saw Wu Zhe's garden conservatory covered with glass. Tang Meng leaned over Wu Zhe's face and kissed her.

She really likes it, and she can see Wu Zhe's intentions. Sitting on that swing chair, my eyes closed.

Wu Zhe looked at Tang Meng, who was swinging there with his eyes closed, it was really good to be liked by such an elf girl.

Sunset, Glass House. Tang Meng on the swing frame, and Wu Zhe leaning against the wall, were dyed with a layer of red.

Jun saw that Yiren was drunk in the red window, and turned back to ask the sunset when he was drunk.

Wu Zhe looked at the time and didn't disturb Tang Meng, who was having fun.

He went downstairs to prepare dinner, and Wu Zhe planned to cook it himself in the evening. Ingredients and everything, the fridge is available.

Wu Zhe had just washed and prepared the dishes, and Tang Meng had also come down to look for him. Seeing Wu Zhe busy in the kitchen, he ran over and said in surprise: "Ah Zhe, do you still know how to cook?" ”

"It's okay!" Wu Zhe said modestly.

"Hehe, yours are okay, but I heard Wang Chao talk about it, and last time you got a full score, you also said that it was okay."

"I know a little bit about it," Wu Zhe touched his nose and said.

"Hee-hee, then I'll help you." Tang Meng also said with a smile.

"Well, no. I don't want you to smell the smoke and go out to read a book! It'll be fine in a while. Wu Zhe pushed Tang Meng out of the kitchen.

Under the orange light, Tang Meng took a copy of "Hegel and the History of Philosophy" and sat down on the ground. Listening to the sound of fumes from the kitchen, looking at the shelves full of books, thinking about the people who were preparing dinner for themselves. Tang Meng was a little stupid, and tears flowed down unconsciously. Dad, Mom, Little Brother, you are still safe in heaven, Mengmeng is really happy now!

Wu Zhe brought the prepared dishes to the restaurant, and saw Tang Meng sitting on the ground with tears streaming down his face. Hurriedly put down the dishes, rushed over and hugged Tang Meng and asked, "Mengmeng, what's wrong with you?" ”

"The plot in the book is so touching." Tang Meng wiped his face and said.

Wu Zhe glanced at the title of the book, but said nothing. Pulled Tang Meng to the bathroom and wiped Tang Meng's face with a hot towel.

"Alright, let's have dinner." Wu Zhe said with a smile.

"Isn't it ugly?" Tang Meng asked.

Wu Zhe shook his head and said, "No, in my heart, you have always been the most beautiful." I love whatever it is. ”

Wu Zhe made several home-cooked dishes from his Xicheng today: sweet and sour pork ribs, sweet and sour mandarin fish, celery lilies, ants on the tree, steamed pork balls, and crucian carp tofu soup.

Needless to say, Wu Zhe's knife and cooking skills, as soon as the presentation of this dish came up, Tang Meng was a little suspicious, was this really made by his little man? No matter how you look at it, it looks like a hotel chef made it!

"Taste it? I haven't done it for a long time, maybe it's a little rusty! Wu Zhe said while helping Tang Meng pick up vegetables.

"Huh?" Tang Meng tasted it.

Wu Zhe was shocked, could it be that the car overturned? I tasted it myself in a hurry, and it was okay! There's nothing wrong with the taste, right?

"Doesn't it taste good?" Wu Zhe asked nervously.

"It's so sweet! Not very adaptable. Tang Meng looked up at Wu Zhedao.

This will Wu Zhe react, it's too bad, forget that Tang Meng may not necessarily get used to the sweetness of Jiangnan.

"I'll redo it for you! Forget you don't have a lot of sweets. I'm going to learn how to cook Sichuan and Hunan cuisine. "Wu Zhe is a little depressed! It seems that what I am good at is all sweet.

"No, the taste is still very good, I have to try to eat your hometown food anyway!" Tang Meng pulled Wu Zhe who wanted to get up and redo it.

"Well, then try my hometown cuisine today, and I'll cook Hunan cuisine for you tomorrow."

"Tomorrow? Are you sure you'll be cooking Hunan food in one day? Tang Meng asked Wu Zhe while eating.

"I'm still pretty sure about learning skills. You can rest assured! When you want to give birth to a child for me in the future, I can even give you obstetrics and gynecology technology. Wu Zhe watched from the side and joked.

Tang Meng blushed Wu Zhe for a while, but he only glanced at Wu Zhe shyly.

For dinner, Wu Zhe was very full, and the soup and the fried celery lily returned to Tang Meng. The rest went to Wu Zhe.

After eating, the two went into the dining room and washed the dishes, then came to the hall, and the two took a few books and read them back to back.

Wu Zhe was later afraid that Tang Meng would be too tired, so he asked him to lie down and read on his lap.

For a moment, neither of them spoke. There was only the rustle of books turning over, and the two of them didn't read any professional books. Tang Meng was still flipping through Hegel's philosophical book. Wu Zhe turned over the recipe at this time.

Wen Baichuan didn't know which bookseller he got the count. There are really recipes about Sichuan cuisine and Hunan cuisine.

Wu Zhe finished reading the book, and when he looked down, he saw Tang Meng staring at his face.

"What's wrong?" Wu Zhe asked softly.

"I just want to look at you." Tang Meng also replied softly.

"Doesn't it feel good? I know I'm handsome, but when you look at me like that, I'm still shy. Wu Zhe said jokingly.

"Ah Zhe, I want to hear you sing, do you still owe me a dance?" Tang Meng said in a daze.

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