Chapter 295: Twenty-six Romantic Lavenders
"Very good, Yolanda, your salary is eight thousand dollars a month."
William was very generous, but someone frowned, looked at the sumptuous dishes on the table, and didn't say anything.
William quietly breathed a sigh of relief.
"Mr. William, can I predict the salary?" Hua Yao felt sorry and had to say, "I can't afford to eat anymore." ”
"No problem, how much do you need?" William asked, taking out his wallet.
Hua Yao said: "It doesn't need too much, a thousand yuan is enough." ”
"Okay."
Lei Che asked her suddenly, full of sarcasm, "Did you use all your money to buy food?" ”
"No, I just can't get a job."
He obviously didn't believe her words, and the corners of his mouth curled with mockery, and he continued to bow his head to eat.
"I'll clean up the kitchen first."
Hua Yao took a thousand yuan, tied a pure white apron, and the moment she turned around, William almost burst into laughter.
Fortunately, he didn't laugh, but poked Lei Che's arm, "Lei Che, you'd better design an oversized apron for your exclusive chef." ”
Lei Che said with a dark face: "You asked me to design an apron for this spicy-eyed existence by myself?" William, are you in the water in your head? ”
William gloated, "Man, this is the only chef I can get for you, you must know that no one in the whole city wants to work here anymore." You don't want to starve to death, it's better to be a little more restrained. Beware of her being scolded by you. ”
The corners of Lei Che's mouth moved, but he didn't speak.
An hour before dinner, Hua Yao appeared in front of the door upstairs. She rang the doorbell and waited a while for someone to open the door.
Seeing her, Lei Che immediately looked away, and quickly turned around, turned his back to her and said, "Add a soup to dinner." I have breakfast at eight o'clock in the morning, and if you need any ingredients, you go and buy them yourself, and the money is on the table. The password of the room, also written on it, you remember it. ”
"Okay, Mr. Ray."
Hearing the heavenly voice, Lei Che's expression was even more distorted.
He forced himself to forget about the fat figure and let his Venus descend and clean his brain.
"Mr. Ray."
Lei Che paused, only listened to the nice voice, and asked him, "Do you like spicy food?" Are there any taboos? ”
"I don't need any beans at my table, and it's better not to have too many greens."
The man's tone is not so bad.
Hearing the man's words, Hua Yao hooked the corners of her mouth in a very good mood, "Okay, Mr. Lei." ”
Lei Che walked fast on his long legs, and disappeared into the living room in the blink of an eye, as if she was afraid that she would call him.
Hua Yao pouted and said unhappily: "It doesn't matter if he dislikes me now, in the future, I will let him only see me in his eyes." ”
System: "It's good if you're happy." ”
Hua Yao walked into the kitchen and saw the white apron, she held it in her hand, and her intuition was not right. She gestured to her body, the corners of her mouth hooked up with pleasure.
Really!
"Tsk, what a twisted man."
The apron is not as awkward as at noon, and the workmanship is very good.
Hua Yao wore a new apron, different from the apprehension at noon, and was more attentive at this time. She believed that there was no one in this world who knew Lei Che's tastes better than her.
Although his appearance has changed, his voice has changed, and his temper has deteriorated. But his tastes haven't changed.
After Hua Yao finished dinner, she went over to ask Lei Che to eat.
She stood outside the door, raised her voice, and said, "Mr. Ray, dinner is ready." When you're done, just put your things in the kitchen and I'll come and clean up tomorrow morning. I'll go back first. ”
Hearing the last sentence, the person inside replied with a little pleasure: "Let's go!" ”
He wished she was gone soon.
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