"It doesn't matter. You and I are so polite. Apart from the master, you and I are the closest ones here. We all speak Chinese, don't we?" The butler smiled and looked at Mu Xiaoran and said with a kind smile on his face,
Mu Xiaoran, who was a little embarrassed just now, now completely let go of his thoughts.
"Yes, thank you. You have always tried your best to take care of me. I really appreciate it." Mu Xiaoran said as he was about to clear away the drinking jars and bowls on the table, but was stopped by the housekeeper. After a while, a man came in.
The maid packed up and went out, but the housekeeper was still standing here after the maid left. Mu Xiaoran looked at him strangely, wondering if he had something to say to him?
"What's the matter, housekeeper?" Mu Xiaoran was sitting on the bed, holding a tissue and wiping around his mouth. He was afraid that there would be any residue that would make him embarrassed, and he looked at the housekeeper opposite and asked.
"Oh, it's like this. The master knows that you don't like the food here, so now he wants me to find a Chinese chef, but I don't know what specific Chinese dishes you like." The butler paused with a smile.
Then he continued, "Although I am not Chinese, I still know a lot about some Chinese culture, especially about cuisine. I know how many major cuisines there are in China, so I hope I can find a cuisine that matches your taste."
After hearing the butler's intention, Mu Xiaoran lowered his head and looked at the scars on his hands from eating hot pot. Without hesitation, he looked at the butler and ordered Sichuan food with more chili peppers. It was best to come first.
A few hot pot meals are enough. Even if she was burned, she felt that she should eat hot pot more from now on. Only in this way can she be worthy of her injured arm.
After the butler heard this, he immediately went out to do errands. Sichuan cuisine really couldn't find such a chef here. He knew he had to go to China.
But after the housekeeper left, Mu Xiaoran started to think in confusion.
When had Cassifer been so kind to her, and even if she really found the cook, she still had to leave here. No matter what happened, she had already thought about it and must leave.
I have returned to my homeland, and I cannot return to a foreign land in the future. It would be quite desolate. I wonder if anyone in China will know that I am missing or dead.
Suddenly thinking about this, Mu Xiaoran felt a burst of sadness in her heart. She had been away from home for so long and no one had really looked for her or contacted her. Although she didn't know whether Kassefer was
To be honest, he said that his cell phone has always been in the locker and has never rang. But occasionally, Mu Xiaoran still expects something in his heart. Although he has no lover in China, even if he has a friend
It's okay to think about herself. She doesn't want to be alone all her life. She feels pitiful and sad just thinking about it.
"What are you thinking about?" Kasefir asked, standing behind Mu Xiaoran, looking at the beautiful sky outside the window in front of her.
"Ah--" Mu Xiaoran, who was in a daze, noticed this guy appearing behind him. After being startled, he looked at Cassifer with an unhappy face, "You are a ghost. You don't make any sound when you walk.
I don’t know that being scary can scare people to death.”