Chapter 1139, eat dumplings together

"You just have to obey the boss."

"What do you mean?"

"The Boss likes people who surrender to him."

"Then he probably won't like me for the rest of his life!"

She couldn't help but pout, and suddenly felt bored.

She had a bite to eat, like chewing wax.

Obviously, the food exudes aroma in front of her eyes, and the presentation is also exquisite, which makes people full of appetite, but why doesn't she have any thoughts of wanting to eat at all?

She felt that these things were incompatible with herself, a dinner plate, a mural, and herself were like two worlds.

She was like Alice who suddenly broke into another world, except that she was different from Alice's, she went to a very beautiful place, and she went to a place that was like hell.

She doesn't want to be a high-ranking person who dominates people, she wants to make friends with girls who are about the same age, she wants to respect the elders who are older than herself, she wants to talk and laugh with them, and she wants to sit down and have a meal with them.

Even if the meal is not exquisite and sumptuous, everyone's laughter is enough to make up for anything.

Fu Ying's world is a lifeless cage, and he feels that he is the emperor who is high above.

But in her eyes, he was pitiful.

Even the servants who gave him the contract of life and death were only afraid of him, not really loyal to him.

This is hegemonism, if one day he is down, there will be countless people who want to step on him, because he has no friends, and no one will help him at a critical time.

She silently put down the knife and fork, Yue Qi noticed, and asked, "Is it that Western food is not appetizing?" What kind of cuisine do you like? Chefs from all eight major cuisines are available here. ”

"Can I borrow the kitchen?"

"Of course you can, it's just that Miss Zhou has a noble status and can't cook."

"My parents are just teachers, and the house is not big, just a family of four lives, and it is still bought by the provident fund. I'm not honorable, I clean at home. I came here, I am still Zhou Ting, and I haven't changed anything because of Fu Ying. I don't want to put any of his labels. Since the people here obey me, including yours, please step down. ”

"But"

"No, you should submit to orders, and now I'm talking about orders."

"Okay then."

Yue Qi had no choice but to retreat silently to the shadows, and did not go far.

Zhou Ting came to the kitchen, skillfully tied an apron, and found that the kitchen was very large and had all the ingredients.

All kinds of kitchen utensils, it's really peculiar.

She found flour and planned to make dumplings.

She can't get used to the food here, so she can't get used to Fu Ying's person.

She silently rolled out the dough and filled the dumplings, and time passed unconsciously.

Fu Ying came back a little tired, it was already two o'clock in the morning.

And the living room was still lit up, and the food on the table had cooled down and not moved much.

At this moment, Yue Qi walked out and said respectfully, "Boss." ”

"What's going on?"

Miss Zhou stopped after a few bites, and now she is still in the kitchen, as if she is cooking. Do you want me to go in and call people out? ”

"No, stand down."

He said lightly, and then walked towards the kitchen.

He changed into his home slippers, so he didn't make much footsteps.

The little man in the kitchen is wrapping the last few, and the hot water on the stove is already boiling and ready for dumplings.

When she took the lid of the pot, she was a little anxious and lay her fingers.

"Hiss"

She exhaled in pain, and Fu Ying behind her immediately rushed over, protected her in his arms, and held her hand.

"It's good to call a servant, why do it yourself."

"You're back?"

When she saw him return, she had a look of joy on her face, and for a moment she forgot that her fingers were red.

"Are you hungry? Want to have a late-night snack? I've just wrapped a lot of dumplings, would you like to try them? Celery meat! ”

"It's so late, it's time for you to go to bed." He said helplessly.

"I've been asleep for a long time, I'm afraid I won't wake up, while I'm awake now, find more value in existence."

Fu Ying frowned fiercely when he heard this, he didn't like her to say such frustrating words.

He'll save her, he will.

"You eat a few."

She asked seriously.

And he pursed his lips and said nothing.

She said: "I'll eat ten, you are a man with a big appetite, give you fifteen!" My bag is small, and the dumplings are not full. ”

She said to herself, helping him make a decision.

She was very serious in front of the counter, and the heat shrouded her soft face, and the whole person was foggy.

Her face was also stained with flour, and she didn't know it, and the whole person was like a big cat.

She was much thinner, and wore someone else's apron, which looked wide and unfitting.

With such a narrow waist, he couldn't help but step forward and take her into his arms from behind.

His chin rested deep in her shoulder socket, greedily breathing in the faint fragrance of her body.

She felt his approach, her arms were warm, and her body was tight.

And he, as if from a ferocious beast to a docile lion, put away his claws.

He was tired

She felt it clearly.

She wanted to talk to him all the time, such as she didn't like it here, she didn't like those people serving her, she didn't feel comfortable. I don't like a world without human rights, and I won't obey him.

She is herself, an independent individual, not dominated by anyone, even if her parents need to respect her personal wishes.

Why, come here and become his belonging, listen to his arrangement?

can

The words came to his lips, but he swallowed them all without spitting out a word.

"Wait a minute, you'll be able to eat soon."

"Okay."

This time, he didn't refuse.

Soon, two plates of steaming dumplings came out of the pot, she smelled the aroma with satisfaction, and said, "It must be delicious, more appetizing than those Western foods just now." ”

The two of them came to the table, and the rest of the things had long since been removed.

She gave him a vinegar dish, and began to feast on it.

She was already cooing with hunger.

"I packed a lot of it for breakfast. Every winter, my dad feels sorry for my mom when she gets up in the morning and cooks too cold, so my family will make a lot of dumplings with many flavors. Get up in the morning and boil a pot of water, and then make dumplings, everyone can eat hot, and my mother doesn't have to work hard! ”

"I've stuffed your refrigerator almost, enough to feed you."

"Okay."

He replied lightly with a word.

The dumplings were delicious, very hot, and warmed my heart all at once.

He had just come back from outside, and it was snowing outside, and it was freezing.

When she returned, the room was lit up, and she cooked herself a steaming bowl of dumplings in the kitchen.

It seems that something has changed, and nothing seems to have changed.

"In the future, will you continue to eat dumplings with me?"

He asked, looking up.