As soon as the third master took his seat, Zhenliang felt inexplicably at ease. Seeing him pick up the chopsticks, she also picked up the chopsticks, picked up her favorite dishes and ate them happily.
Indeed, she had not had a decent meal since her escape, and this time she could finally eat enough with confidence.
At this moment, Zhenliang was still wearing a veil on her face. However, in order to make it easier to eat, she had folded the veil narrower in advance and put it on her face to just cover the two oozing brown spots, but it completely made her
The mouth is exposed for easy eating.
Zhenliang immersed herself in eating with relish, occasionally raising her head to pick up vegetables, but never glanced at the third master, as if she couldn't see him at all.
Alas, she felt that her acting skills needed to be improved. Although she could pretend to get along with him as if nothing had happened, her heart could not deceive herself after all. Once she met his deep eyes, she was afraid that she would be mentally disturbed and would not be able to express what she really wanted.
If you want to ask, ask, so she can only pretend to be absorbed in eating and has no time to look at him.
When the third master thought about the decision he had made in his heart, he felt that these meals were bland and unpalatable. He didn't understand why Zhenliang ate so enthusiastically? Could it be that she was really starved?
Perhaps he felt that the gauze scarf on Zhenliang's face was an eyesore and unnecessary, so the third master asked, "There is no one else here, why don't you take off the gauze scarf?"
Zhenliang replied without raising his head, "To give you a good appetite."
The third master suddenly understood the reason why Zhenliang was not looking at him, and laughed at himself, "It seems that I should also wear a gauze scarf on my face, so as not to affect your appetite."
Only then did Zhenliang raise his head, look at his scarred face steadily, and pretend to smile calmly, "Your face is different from mine. You may feel disgusted when you look at my face, but I look at yours."
But if you don’t believe it, take a look in the mirror and see that the three scars on your face look like three bamboo shoots, which is really delicious.”
"..." Third Master was glad that he didn't have any food in his mouth. Otherwise, he would probably spit out the food at this moment, saying that the scars on his face were more like centipedes. She actually said that they were like dried bamboo shoots and delicious.
,How can it be?
I have to admit that this woman is very articulate and has the ability to comfort people. Even if she knows that what she is telling lies, she can still laugh and feel happy.
"Since my face looks so delicious to you, why didn't you take a look at it just now? This seems unreasonable." The third master thought he had found Zhenliang's loophole. It was not that he had to confront her, but he just enjoyed being with her.
I like the way she talks and the surprising words she makes from time to time.
Zhenliang took a sip of the soup, sipped her mouth, and replied, "You are really a fool. If I keep staring at you, when I can't help it anymore, I will poke you in the face with my chopsticks and kill you."
If you pick off the three bamboo shoots on your face and eat them, your already amazing face will be bloody and bloody, and it will become more and more ruined. Wouldn't you cry to death?"
The third master felt sick in his heart. Even though he seemed to have some appetite just now, the appetite that had finally been cultivated was quickly turned back by Zhenliang's words.
This woman is really a strange woman. After saying such bloody words, she can still continue to eat the food so deliciously. To the third master, this feeling is like when everyone is eating together,
I personally talked about the problem of feces and urine, and Zhenliang not only was not knocked out of my appetite, but actually tasted even more delicious.
Zhenliang raised his eyes and found the chopsticks placed by the third master on the table. He said with some understanding, "Why, are you disgusted by me? Sorry, just pretend I didn't say it."
The third master clapped his hands, and the waiter who was waiting outside immediately walked in and asked respectfully, "Third master, do you have any other instructions?"
Ruo Ruo glanced at Zhen Liang's lowered head, and the third master said lightly, "Let the kitchen make a stir-fried bamboo shoot with green pepper. The bamboo shoot does not need to be cut into short pieces, but whole."
"Uh..." The waiter was a little speechless. Stir-fried dried bamboo shoots with green peppers was a very common dish, but he had never seen the cook stir-fry whole uncut dried bamboo shoots.
Seeing the waiter dumbfounded, the third master asked displeasedly, "Why, you can't do it?"
The waiter immediately came to his senses, straightened his body and replied loudly, "It's done, it's done! Please wait a moment, Mr. Third, we'll be here soon!"
Until the running figure of the waiter disappeared, Zhenliang's head did not rise again. The corners of her mouth were twitching, her fingers were trembling, and her heart was howling.
This sinister man definitely has the ability to kill without blood!
When the waiter brought in the stir-fried dried bamboo shoots with green peppers, the waiter diligently placed the stir-fried dried bamboo shoots with green peppers in the middle of Zhenliang's face. Zhenliang had to look at it even if he didn't want to.
Zhenliang caught a glimpse of fried bamboo shoots with green peppers from the corner of his eye, and felt that countless scars were squirming in front of his eyes, which was quite disgusting.
After the waiter left, the third master lazily said, "Eat more of what you like."
Zhenliang was already seventy-eight percent full at the moment. He gently put down his chopsticks and deliberately did not look at the long strips of dried bamboo shoots and fried green peppers. He looked at the man with a smile on his face and said, "Thank you very much."
Treat, I’m full.”
It was rare that the third master could outshine Zhenliang in a quarrel, and his lost appetite suddenly returned, so he picked up his chopsticks and started eating again.
Under Zhenliang's gaze, the third master tasted many dishes on the table, but only the fried bamboo shoots with green peppers, and he did not move his chopsticks.
Zhenliang sat quietly, sometimes looking at the dishes on the table in a daze, sometimes glancing at the third master, politely waiting for the third master to eat, and having rehearsed the words he had planned in his heart for a long time.
all over.
When Third Master put down his chopsticks and pushed his rice bowl forward to show that he was full, Zhenliang cleared his throat uncomfortably and asked, "Third Master, let's talk?"
The third master nodded slightly, his dark eyes filled with unseeable depth.
Zhenliang lowered his hands on the table, placed them on his knees and tightened his fists. He looked at the Third Master without blinking an eye and spoke solemnly, "You must have heard what I said before I fell into coma last night."
Yes, I read it right. You are a gentleman. Judging from your completely changed attitude towards me, I have understood your choice. You are not willing to do it. I am not saying this now to invite you.
I want to change my mind, but I want a reason, a real reason that doesn’t seem to be just trying to prevaricate me. Can you give it to me?"
In fact, the third master also wanted to tell Zhenliang that he had not misjudged the person. She was not the kind of person who stalked people she couldn't get.
However, it was impossible for him to say such compliments.
The third master put his right hand on the table and tapped it lightly a few times. When he stopped, he said, "Can you first give me a reason why you are willing to devote yourself to me?"
Zhenliang was stunned for a moment, then smiled faintly, "Third Master, do you want to make an equal exchange?"
"You can say that."
Zhenliang fell into a brief silence. She prepared many words, but she did not prepare this one because she did not expect that the third master would ask her this question.
Obviously, if she wants to hear real explanations and answers from his mouth, then she must give him real explanations and answers.
But, can she give him a real explanation and answer?
