Chapter 45 Crying so pitifully
Jin Shiyue lowered the window, his eyes fell on Lian Li's small and red nose, he paused for a second and raised his eyebrows.
"Lost money? Crying so pitifully."
Lian Li really wanted him to go to an ophthalmologist to see if there was something wrong with his eyes. She didn't cry at all, so where could she be so pitiful?
Lian Li put her hands in her coat pockets and retracted her chin into her scarf, revealing half of her face. She looked at Jin Shiyue with clear and shining eyes.
"Get in the car," he said.
The eldest young master asked her to treat him to dinner. Lian Li was so hungry that she didn't waste any time, opened the passenger door and got in.
The air conditioner in the car had a suitable temperature and was extremely warm. Lian Li let out a sigh of relief.
Jin Shiyue's wrists were resting lazily on the steering wheel. The jet black cufflinks reflected an expensive and cold luster. He turned his head and stared at her for a moment.
After Lian Li fastened her seat belt, she looked up and was caught off guard by the man's dark, deep pupils. She was startled.
"What's wrong?"
"Look how much money you lost." Jin Shiyue's eyes slowly circled her face, "My nose is as red as RMB from crying."
"..."
Lian Li recalled a classic curse at an inappropriate time: "What are you looking at? Is there money on my face?"
——It’s really on her face.
She felt like laughing for no reason.
People laugh when they are extremely speechless. She didn't believe it before, but now she does.
"I didn't lose money, and I didn't cry." Lian Li defended straightforwardly. Her stomach was growling, and she was so hungry that her chest was pressed against her chest and her back was pressed against her chest.
"I'm hungry, let's go eat."
Jin Shiyue glanced at her calm expression, raised the corners of his lips, started the car without saying anything.
He changed cars. It was not the Hongqi L9 or Koenigsegg, but the seat was as comfortable as ever. Lian Li leaned against the back of the seat, loosened his scarf, and breathed in the warm air.
She rubbed her hands a few times to warm her stiff fingers, and took out her phone to read WeChat messages.
Xue Shufan asked Lian Li if she had eaten apples on Christmas Eve. If not, she helped her junior sister eat one.
Lian Li smiled and replied: Thank you.
The Rolls-Royce Phantom drove quickly on the road, and the dazzling shops on the street flashed by, like frames of neon ghosts formed by film.
The car slowed down, passed the intersection, and finally stopped in front of an ancient teahouse.
Lian Li was confused: "Aren't you going to eat beef noodles?"
Jin Shiyue imitated her words: "Didn't you say another day?"
Didn't you agree?
Lian Li didn't want to get involved with him now. She was really hungry. Drinking tea shouldn't be enough to fill her stomach, right?
Jin Shiyue got out of the car first, and when he saw that she was not moving, holding on to the car door with her arms, he bent down and looked inside: "Can I get a sedan to carry you in?"
Lian Li came over in a daze, hurriedly unbuckled her seat belt, got out of the car, and followed Jin Shiyue in.
The tea room is very large, with boxes inside, antique ceramics and Chinese paintings hanging on the walls, and the tables and chairs are all in antique style.
Jin Shiyue walked in front with a lazy and steady pace. He was tall and long-legged, very eye-catching, and his whole personality was ruthless and noble.
Lian Li looked down at his trousers, then looked up at the back of his head.
Jin Yanting is 1.87 meters tall, and Jin Shiyue is a little taller than Jin Yanting.
She can't beat her...
The garden is extremely spacious, planted with Sophora japonica and thick ginkgo trees. The leaves have fallen, covering the ground with a golden blanket.
After passing through the garden, the two stepped into the backyard. The layout of the backyard is quite different from the front yard. The ground is covered with brown-brown wood grain flooring, the wall decorations are retro and elegant, and the tables and chairs are walnut-colored, all showing low-key wealth.
The gauze curtain opened and someone walked out. It was a tall, middle-aged lady, wearing a shiny satin cheongsam and a luxurious woolen shawl. The facial features are magnificent and gorgeous, and the temperament is elegant and gentle.
"Why are you so reluctant to come to my place today?"
As Jin Shuyu said this, he glanced behind Jin Shiyue and saw Lian Li. Her eyes stayed on Lian Li for a few seconds and then moved to Jin Shiyue.
"Come to eat." Jin Shiyue looked calm, gently raised his chin, and motioned for Lian Li to sit down.
Lian Li glanced at Jin Shuyu, slowly pulled up a chair and sat opposite Jin Shiyue.
Jin Shuyu looked at their calm movements and felt a little confused,
"You brat, you really think the teahouse is a restaurant and you're here to eat." Jin Shuyu scolded, "Why don't you go up to the sky and swim?"
"How could that be possible?" Jin Shiyue said with a smile in his eyes, "No matter how high-end the restaurant is, the food you have here cannot be compared to it. This is what you eat."
Her nephew had a way of coaxing people.
Jin Shuyu pretended to glare at him, and glanced at the quiet Lian Li from the corner of his eye, with a kind look in his eyes: "Whose girl."
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"I don't know." Jin Shiyue said.
Jin Shuyu: "?"
Jin Shiyue said lazily: "A national treasure picked up by the roadside."
Lian Li was too hungry to explain, so she smiled and said to Jin Shuyu: "Hello, my name is Lian Li."
What a polite, lovable little girl.
Jin Shuyu Yonggui's face was stained with a gentle smile: "I am Shiyue's aunt, Jin Shuyu."
Lian Li's eyebrows were curved and her smile was sweet: "Hello, aunt."
Jin Shiyue relaxed and leaned back on the chair, tapped his fingers on the table twice, and said casually: "I'm not hungry, let's eat first."
"Two bowls of noodles."
His long legs couldn't be tucked under the square table, and he straddled the aisle arrogantly. Jin Shuyu stretched out his foot and kicked him, smiling and saying to Lian Li, "It'll be fine in a moment."
Jin Shuyu was very gentle and kind, and Lian Li felt a warm current in her heart and responded: "It's troublesome."
Jin Shiyue played with the ceramic teacup in his hand and raised his eyelids to look at Lian Li.
He stared at her for a long time.
Lian Li subconsciously raised her hand to touch her face and asked hesitantly: "Is there something on my face?"
"The eyebrows are crooked." Jin Shiyue said calmly.
Lian Li rubbed his thin eyebrows with his fingertips and said nothing.
She didn't draw her eyebrows today, so they were probably trimmed crookedly.
Not long after, a girl wearing teahouse work clothes brought two bowls of Laojingcheng noodles with soybean paste.
"The traditional production of old fried noodles requires "three fryings and three teachings", that is, the fried noodles need to be fried three times and boiled until golden each time. The fried noodles produced in this way have a rich sauce and a mellow taste. The noodles are handmade with refined white flour. After making, boiling, watering, and mixing with sauce, a bowl of authentic fried noodles will appear in front of you. ”
She enthusiastically introduced: "There are not many chefs who can make old-fashioned dishes nowadays, and our chef is one of them."
"Thank you." Lian Li nodded.
She was so hungry that she mixed it evenly with chopsticks and started eating.
The noodles with fried bean paste are chewy, the fried sauce is mellow, the cucumber shreds are crisp, the bean sprouts are refreshing...the color, aroma and taste are all good and unexpectedly delicious.
The steaming food enters the stomach, and even the stomach is warm, and every part of the body is warmed.
She wiped her lips carefully with a tissue.
Jin Shiyue lowered his eyelids, his eyes lingered on her red lips for half a second, and he said leisurely: "Have you eaten yet?"
(End of chapter)