That's it, Bu leisurely patted his legs and got up, as if he had an idea, Miss, you and Young Master Jinyu are childhood sweethearts, although the relationship is good, but I don't know what kind of feelings he has for you, right?

The little sister of the Song family nodded.

How about letting the slave and maid test for you?

That's a good idea. Song Yiling said gratefully, but you must not say it too bluntly, if he really doesn't think like this, I'm afraid it will be difficult to face him in the future.

Miss, don't worry, hand over a qiē to the slave. Bu leisurely patted his chest.

As soon as he had his first meal in the afternoon, he walked leisurely towards Chu Jinyu's courtyard.

It was the first time she had visited his yard during the day, and it seemed even more lonely than at night.

There was no one in the yard, and there was no figure of him on the stone bench, but the yard was very clean.

I heard those little maids talk about it, Song Shangshu originally wanted to arrange two small servants around him, but he refused, and for almost ten years, he has been living here by himself.

Bu leisurely walked to the stone chair, slowly approached, and suddenly wondered what it was like to lie on it, so he thought about it and did it.

Cold, this is the first touch!

Secondly, my mind suddenly cleared up a lot, because it was too cold and too hard!

How could he possibly fall asleep on such a cold stone? Could it be ...... All pretended?

Why do you want to be so engrossed? A nice voice came from above his head.

Bu Youran suddenly opened her eyes, looking at the handsome cheeks that were already less than an inch away from her, and couldn't help but skip a half-beat, and when she slowly sat up, she eased up a little, thinking...... How could you like to lie in such an uncomfortable place.

Oh? He asked, "What's the answer you came up with?"

I guess you must have a plan, otherwise you wouldn't be able to get along with yourself!

Looking at the smile on Bu Youran's face, Chu Jinyu's dark pupils faintly dilated, but they quickly converged.

Chu Jinyu looked at her, how are you okay these days? I've heard that Yiling has changed a lot about you.

Well. Bu leisurely followed Chu Jinyu to the house, and as soon as he opened the door curtain, a warm air with the aroma of food hit, and the salivary glands that gave way to leisurely suddenly became active.

Chu Jinyu followed her eyeliner and landed on the meal on the table of the Eight Immortals, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl.

Your dish is good, it looks even more hearty than Miss's. Bu Youran is telling the truth, she has seen Song Yiling's daily meals, two ingredients, a meat dish, and a bowl of soup, which are not bad, but they are much inferior to the dishes on Chu Jinyu's table in front of her, although there are the same plates, the quality of the dishes is obviously not a grade.

This is made by the chef of the first restaurant in Beijing, and I will pay him a monthly payment. Chu Jinyu explained with a smile, do you want to try it together?

All right! You don't have to think about it.

……

Well, it's delicious, this one is amazing! Bu leisurely sighed, especially this scorched ball, the outside is charred and the inside is tender, the juice hangs on the surface, the entrance is not greasy, and this fish is fresh but not fishy, and the spines are clean......

If you are so knowledgeable and don't be a cook, it's a waste of your tongue. Chu Jinyu, who was sitting opposite, said.

Bu smiled leisurely, I was just reckless, but I didn't understand it at all, hehe.

Chu Jinyu smiled faintly and put a few balls into the leisurely bowl.

Bu Youran was a little flattered, thinking of his identity, he left her to eat, and gave her vegetables, basically most of the dishes were eaten by her, he didn't move the chopsticks a few times, most of them were put into her bowl.

Don't want it, don't do it, it's enough, Bu leisurely and quickly snoring and eating, remembering that there is still business, and the slave has one thing to worry about now......

After hearing this, Chu Jinyu raised the corners of her mouth again, and her dark pupils seemed to have already penetrated, so let's say. He put down his chopsticks and looked at her.

It's my young lady...... She asked the slave maid me this morning, about Li Gongzi sent her a calligraphy and painting, which probably means that she likes her and hopes to have further contact with her, but the young lady doesn't know how to reply to his letter and asks the slave maid me. Bu leisurely raised his head, can Young Master Jinyu give me an idea for the slave?

Chu Jinyu looked at her intently.

Step leisurely looking back.

The two became opposite each other again.

Embarrassed......

Eh, shouldn't a slave ask? Step leisurely broke the situation.

Chu Jinyu chuckled, what kind of answer do you want?

Bu said leisurely, of course, it is best to be perfect, neither to make it difficult for the young lady, nor to refute Li Gongzi's face, let alone ...... Got me out of favor...... And the last one is, of course, the point!

It's a bit hard! He poured two cups of tea and pushed a cup to Bu Youran.

Bu Youran was not polite, and took a sip, so strong...... But, it's so fragrant!

That means to me...... Can't do it? Bu Youran was not brainwashed by tea and continued the topic.

I heard you talk about these meals for a long time when I was eating, how about you also talk about this tea?

Yo, deliberately change the subject!

Bu leisurely took another sip, I don't understand the tea, but it tastes good.

This tea smells very fragrant, and the entrance is first bitter, and then lightly sweet. He still said around the tea.

In modern times, Bu Youran is also a businessman, according to her partner, she is very patient, so she has also negotiated several big deals. But when she saw Chu Jinyu coming in front of her, she was a little impatient.

She took a deep breath and smiled, did Young Master Jinyu give me the answer?

Does that sound like the answer? He looked up at her, childlike and naughty.

Bu Youyou was discouraged, thinking that she, a twenty-five-year-old woman, was being played by a fifteen-year-old child in front of her, and she couldn't be angry!