Dip in mango sauce

After that, from take-off to landing, it was all smooth, but Chen Cheng didn't follow, and there were still many things in Haicheng that he had to stay and take care of.

Lu Zhengze sat on the soft sofa and drank whiskey on the rocks, holding a financial magazine in his hand, and Jiang Sheng was lying on the sofa bed behind him flipping through fashion magazines, and the two were speechless all the way.

It was already more than one o'clock in the morning when they arrived at Jinya, and even at this point, there were not many people who arranged to pick them up, and their group stood in a row in uniform like a guide post, sending them to the long-awaited special car.

The seaview villa arranged by Chen Cheng is as bright as day, and when you walk into the door, you will see a huge floor-to-ceiling glass, and you can see the swimming pool in the backyard at a glance, and the blue pool water is particularly sparkling by the light refracted by the glass.

The servants gathered around to take off their coats for them, and the older women were showing them the room.

"Mr. Lu is also here for the first time?" When the crowd dispersed, Jiang Sheng soaked in the pool and looked up at him.

The woman's face was delicate, and her snow-white skin was stained with water droplets and was exquisitely clear by the bright moonlight, like a rose in full bloom on a rainy night.

"Hmm," the man hummed softly on the chaise longue, his eyes not wanting to take off the woman's pretty face for a moment.

"It was Chen Cheng who was responsible for buying and arranging the property." Desire was written in his eyes, gradually getting worse.

Jiang Sheng glanced at him and swam farther away, the design of the pool was connected to the sea, and from a distance, it looked like he was about to swim into the sea.

Lu Zhengze looked over and remembered that nine years ago, she was like this when she swam past him and swam into the sea of people.

The night began to fade, and they had arrived in the early hours of the morning, and it was already early.

Jiang Sheng didn't seem to be tired when she swam up, and in the end, it was Lu Zhengze who forcibly fished her out and sent her to bed.

"Sleep." The man coaxed.

Jiang Sheng ignored him, twisted his body to the side and closed his eyes.

She thinks they shouldn't be too strange now, tearing apart the quarrel one second, and calmly continuing to play the hired lover the next second.

Just like their original relationship, deformed and ridiculous.

Originally, he couldn't sleep, but when he closed his eyes, the tiredness of his body still made Jiang Sheng sleep until the afternoon of the next day.

Lu Zhengze was no longer there, and the maid brought a hot afternoon tea and reported to her enthusiastically: "Mr. said that he was going to a meeting before he went out, and if Mrs. woke up, she could tell the driver to go out for a walk." ”

"I'm not a wife, just call me Miss Jiang."

"Well, but the gentleman clearly said that he was a wife." The servant muttered in a low voice, and after a while, with an expression that I understood, he rushed back to Jiang Sheng: "Okay, okay, Miss Jiang." ”

Jiang Sheng ate a piece of dessert, drank some black tea, and even if it was over, he gave the rest of the dessert to the servants and beckoned the driver to go out.

Jinya in January is colder and not suitable for sightseeing, and there are not many tourists, but it is naturally warmer than the snowy Haicheng.

Jiang Sheng casually put on a spring coat and asked the driver to send him to the food court in the city center.

The last time she came to Jinya was during the summer vacation of twelve, Jiang Di, Jiang Xingnian and her aunt Jiang Ping.

Jiang Ping bought one of them a mango with dipping sauce in the food court, Jinya's most characteristic snack.

Cut mango and served with a special bowl of brown sugar hot sauce, a dark dish with a sense of déjà vu.

Jiang Sheng didn't dare to eat it, Jiang Xingnian walked around her and said that she was a coward, she blushed angrily, gritted her teeth and took a bite, a combination of sweet and sour taste beat on the tip of her tongue in every inch, it was a very peculiar taste.

Later, she still couldn't eat it, so she had to throw it to Jiang Di, because Jiang Di has been a person who can eat everything since she was a child.

At the age of twenty-seven, she bought one by herself and put it in her mouth, but she still couldn't get used to the peculiar taste.

Tie up the cheap plastic bag and was about to throw it away, she looked at the driver next to her brother and handed it over: "Take it back to Mr. Lu to taste." ”

The driver looked at the bag of food and stared widely, and said hesitantly: "Miss Jiang, Mr. Chen has explained, Mr. Lu doesn't eat anything bought casually outside." ”

Jiang Sheng turned his head and smiled at him: "I'll give it to Mr. Lu, and I don't need you to give it." ”

The driver's hanging heart was about to fall, and the mobile phone rang, it was Lu Zhengze.

Jiang Sheng didn't know what he was saying, but he heard the driver nod his head and "yes, yes, yes."

"Miss Jiang, it's not early, Mr. Lu always let us go back as soon as possible."

Jiang Sheng's face was displeased, it was not early, and the sun had not set.

It's just that the man can't see her when he returns home, so he wants her to go back, so why let her go out in the first place.

Back at the villa, Jiang Sheng angrily threw the bag of mangoes with the sauce to Lu Zhengze, the plastic shell containing the sauce was not tightly covered, and the bumps along the way had spilled out, sticking to the plastic bag and being dirty.

Lu Zhengze only used two fingers to latch, and his body leaned back unnaturally, eager to stay eight feet away from this bag of things.

"Special food, mango dipping sauce, you can taste it." Jiang Sheng smiled and sat on the sofa looking at him.

The man frowned at her and at the filthy bag of food, and finally reluctantly handed it to the servant to put it on a plate.

The maid took it to the kitchen to decorate it, and he couldn't see the food as it looked, so he was intimately equipped with a pair of chopsticks.

Lu Zhengze picked a piece of dipping sauce and clamped it evenly, put it in front of him and looked at it for a long time, and asked the servant to bring a glass of water, before closing his eyes as if he was going to do something sacrificing his life and righteousness, and put it into his mouth and chewed it.

But his expression was too bland, and it didn't look like generosity, Jiang Sheng felt more and more funny when he looked at it.

"Not bad" he swallowed, took a sip of water, and the servant on the side hurriedly brought wet wipes to wipe his mouth.

"Haven't you tasted it before?" Jiang Sheng narrowed his eyes and asked him.

"I have eaten, it was made by a domestic helper, and it doesn't look very similar to yours." His tone was flat, and his throat was still rolling, as if he was savoring that strange taste.

Jiang Sheng only nodded, and didn't continue to say anything, but felt that despite the nine-year estrangement, they still didn't understand each other.

Lu Zhengze sat down beside her at this time, "There is a business reception tomorrow night, and I need you to accompany me." ”

"Well, the assistant should do it." Jiang Sheng asked the maid for a glass of white wine, kicked off his high heels, and nestled on the sofa to clink glasses to him.

It's like that feast in June, he raised a glass to her, and today she toasts to him, but he goes down, she goes up.

"Which of the recent couture do you like? Pick it and arrange for someone to send it over tomorrow. Lu Zhengze got up and took out a tablet and handed it to her, on which were the latest luxury haute couture series.

"What color are you wearing?" Jiang Sheng handed him the wine glass before picking up the tablet in his hand.

Lu Zheng Zeleng replied to her for a second: "The black suit should match you very well." ”

"Hmm..." Jiang Sheng raised his eyes to look at him, his height is superior, his body shape is well maintained, and his face is good-looking, it is indeed a clothes rack, so he doesn't need to pick anything.

As Lu Zhengze, Jiang Sheng didn't have to worry about anything, and began to pick what she liked.

She has not been a person who likes to be plain and elegant since she was a child, so she naturally chooses something eye-catching, she is beautiful enough, and she is not afraid of being unable to suppress clothes.

In the end, she chose two of them, she liked them all, and it was difficult to give them up for a while, and Lu Zhengze waved his hand to let people send them over, so that she would try it herself tomorrow and then decide.

The people of the Haicheng Dingfeng Road family would never be worried about such a trivial matter.

Because it was a dinner party, both of them slept enough to wake up the next day, and the haute couture dress they had chosen last night had already been delivered.