Seeing Director Wang turn out of the alley, Zhang Yu turned around and glanced at Ran Qiuye.
"Come on, sister, my brother will treat you to dinner."
Walking on her 112cm long legs, she returned home and started busy cooking.
"Hey, wait for me, why are you walking so fast?"
Ran Qiuye's little legs swayed all the way as she followed Zhang Yu back to the house.
Seeing Zhang Yu busy washing and choosing vegetables, Ran Qiuye quickly took off his coat, put it on the bed in the back room, rolled up his sleeves, and started to help Zhang Yu work.
Seeing Ran Qiuye reaching out, he quickly stopped him.
"Hey, sister, you are a guest, how can I let you do it? You should wait on the stool and watch me show you my skills."
"Ha, you call me sister, and I can still watch you do it. Isn't this a slap in my sister's face?"
"Besides, at home, my sister is not the kind of young lady who has nothing to do with her life. She can still handle this kind of work."
Ran Qiuye has been influenced by Western education to a certain extent through many years of living experience abroad.
When it comes to men and women, Ran Qiuye has always believed in equality between men and women, so Zhang Yu's proposal seemed to Ran Qiuye to underestimate him.
"Yes, yes, you are beautiful and you are reasonable. Can I listen to you?"
Zhang Yu stopped arguing with Ran Qiuye. The online videos Zhang Yu watched in his previous life were not in vain, and he absorbed a truth from them, that is, never argue with a woman, otherwise the man will definitely lose in the end.
"Hahaha."
Zhang Yu's tone made Ran Qiuye laugh.
I didn’t expect this little brother to be so cute, and he spoke openly and openly. He praised himself, and it was obvious that he didn’t say it casually.
No matter how beautiful a woman is, she hopes that the man she contacts will praise her for her beauty.
Ran Qiuye likes this kind of outspoken words.
Zhang Yu moved aside to make room for Ran Qiuye. Ran Qiuye naturally picked up a potato, washed it with water, picked up the kitchen knife on the chopping board, and peeled the potato.
A set of movements is performed smoothly, and you can tell that you are an expert in cooking.
When Zhang Yu saw it, he immediately took over the task of washing vegetables and handed the peeling and other tasks to Ran Qiuye.
My hands are busy, but my mouth is not idle either.
"Sister, do you like blind dates?"
Zhang Yu took the initiative to stir up the topic.
"Hmm~, how should I put it?"
Ran Qiuye stopped what he was doing and thought about it carefully.
"I don't think I like it very much, but I don't reject it either."
"Dating has allowed me to meet many excellent men, but sometimes, being excellent is not always suitable."
"Actually, my sister's family are overseas Chinese who returned to China. My sister grew up abroad when she was a child."
"Western education has taught me what free love is, but my parents are very strict and I haven't had a date for so many years."
"My parents are very traditional people. They think that I should marry someone from my own country. Those arrogant white people are not a good choice."
Ran Qiuye spoke to his heart, expressed some of his thoughts, and also explained his family's situation to Zhang Yu.
Of course Zhang Yu knows these things, but he hasn’t thought of how to ask.
Ran Qiuye said it herself without finding it.
"Hey, my sister is still a top student abroad."
As a complimenter, I naturally couldn't let the topic fall to the ground, so I complimented Ran Qiuye smoothly.
"Haha, brother Xiaoyu, you are joking, I can't even talk about being a top student."
"I just have some experience of living abroad."
"I have seen that the scenery outside, no matter how good it is, is not as beautiful as the fallen leaves in my hometown."
As expected of a teacher, what he said was not only modest, but also level.
"I have seen too many fallen leaves in my hometown, and sometimes I get tired of them. Only people like my sister who go out can realize how beautiful the scenery of my hometown is."
Ran Qiuye stopped what he was doing and turned to look at Zhang Yu who was washing vegetables.
Zhang Yu had just finished washing the potatoes. He raised his head and was about to reach out and hand it to Ran Qiuye, when he saw her staring at him.
"What's wrong, sister, why don't you cut it?"
Ran Qiuye reached out to take the potatoes, but did not turn around immediately to peel the potatoes.
"Zhang Yu, are you really a fourth-level worker in a factory?"
Can we have a good chat and who are we looking down on?
"Of course I am a fourth-level worker. If you don't believe it, I will take you to the factory to find out."
Ran Qiuye knew that Zhang Yu had misunderstood what he meant, and quickly waved his hand to express his disapproval.
"No, no, no, I'm not questioning you, I just feel that you don't sound like a front-line worker when you chat and talk."
"On the contrary, he is like a knowledgeable scholar."
This made Zhang Yu laugh. He weighed a few kilograms, and he was from the Ming and Qing Dynasties.
The little knowledge I had in my previous life has been returned to the teacher a long time ago.
The original owner of this life is a junior high school student, and he has not been exposed to any advanced knowledge.
"Sister, you are really good at chatting with just a few sentences. I am really honored to be praised as a scholar by you."
The old rule is, don’t let your words fall on the floor.
"By the way, I've already told you about my family's situation, but you haven't told me about yours yet."
Ran Qiuye is naturally not a reserved person, so naturally she wants to interact with each other on a topic.
"How about this, sister, I'll prepare the meal first, and we'll eat and chat in a while, how about that?"
"Okay, I'm a little hungry now."
The chat between the two was not in vain. They came and went, which brought the two of them closer, and the awkwardness when they first met was gone.
Zhang Yu nodded and started to light a fire to burn oil. Home-cooked dishes were placed on the dining table.
"Cooking 3, 2, 2, 1, 1."
I still eat the same food, a big plate of chicken, hot and sour shredded potatoes, cabbage stewed with tofu, etc., a total of five dishes.
The two of them have such a big belly that they can’t hold it even if they do too much.
Ran Qiuye tried a piece of chicken. It was spicy and fragrant, and the meat was firm. Ran Qiuye was really surprised.
He gave Zhang Yu a thumbs up and entered a fighting state, transforming into a glutton and sweeping through the food in a new wave.
Seeing this posture, Zhang Yu became anxious. He hadn't even eaten two pieces, but he had lost so much.
Not to be outdone, wow, wow, the little thief doesn’t have martial ethics, look at you, Grandpa Zhang, and help him to be killed.
I saw chopsticks flickering on the table, and the food on the table disappeared onto the plate at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Pa"
The two of them put their chopsticks on the table at the same time and looked at each other unwillingly.
Hum
I’ll let you go this time, and let you experience my power next time.
(I’ll let you go this time, and let you experience my power next time.)
Ran Qiuye rubbed her belly carefully, feeling really strong.
That belly looks like three months pregnant.
Zhang Yu stood up, helped Ran Qiuye up, and took her around the house slowly for a while.
Then he helped Ran Qiuye to the bed and carefully helped Ran Qiuye rub his belly.
Although Ran Qiuye is shy, after being in contact with him all morning, this little brother who is younger than him has been deeply impressed in Ran Qiuye's heart.
For the intimate action of rubbing her belly, Ran Qiuye accepted it with peace of mind, closed her eyes with peace of mind, and enjoyed Zhang Yu's service.