Chapter 1439 Dinner date
Gentle and elegant, but with a shallow teasing, typical Ansen.
Annie's mood rose gently, "This is amazing, perfect, unparalleled. I finally looked forward to this busy day."
Anson's lips also rose up, "But didn't you just say that you have an appointment tonight, are you worried if it's too late?"
"So, isn't it okay?"
He!
"Hehe!" Annie blurted out her words, and she covered her mouth tightly with her hands the next second. She couldn't believe that she had just said something swearing -
This is absolutely forbidden during the movie promotion period; and at home, her mother didn't want them to do this.
But now, Annie no longer cared about it. She held her head and looked up at Anson in a panic, "I completely forgot."
"Today is my brother's birthday. Oops, we have made an appointment to have dinner together."
I see.
Anson suddenly realized, "Michael, right?"
The last time they had a communication over the phone because of the gallery.
Ansen nodded slightly, "Okay, no problem."
Annie waved her hands and shook her head, "No, I can definitely find a way to turn it off. After all, this is not a birthday. He has passed the age of twenty, but it is still far away from the age of thirty."
Annie thought Anson said "forget it."
Anson laughed silently, "No, I mean, if you don't mind, I can go with you as a date."
Annie was stunned, "You, uh, willing, as a date, to attend my brother's birthday party?"
Watching Annie stuttering, Anson couldn't help but become nervous, "If you have no problem, I mean, we talked last time because of the gallery; but if this is a family gathering..."
Annie waved her hands repeatedly, "No, no, no, no, no, no, no, of course there is no problem."
Pause, "But as far as I know, it may be Thomas's chef tonight, who is the worst chef in the world we recognize as."
"But maybe you can fill your stomach in Midtown in advance and go together."
Anson smiled directly, "Thank you for the reminder."
Annie couldn't help laughing, "That's it."
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Annie couldn't help laughing, "That's it."
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Gulu, Gulu.
The huge soup base bucket was burning and boiling, the whole kitchen was filled with smoke, and the rich aroma of meat was floating in the air, and it seemed to be quite decent.
Thomas Hathaway was busy, showing off her face with a smug look, stirring her in the silver high bucket with a spoon, "I feel like a wizard."
Aside, Michael Hathaway, who had just hung up the phone, walked towards the kitchen with confusion on his face. Hearing this sentence, he subconsciously complained.
"It does look like being cursed, is that color normal?"
Thomas glared, "Be careful, I'll add food to your food tonight."
However, Michael did not continue to complain, "It was Anne who just called."
Thomas, "What, work is delayed? Do we need to wait for her to come before dinner?"
Michael tilted his head, "...No, in fact, she said she will be here soon; and she brought the 'plus one' here."
Thomas was about to complain, but was hit directly by the heavy news, "What? Does this 'plus one' have a name?"
Michael scratched his head, "No, she didn't say it."
Thomas showed a disgusting expression on his face, "It's not the one who collaborated on this movie, right? I don't like him, he looks like he's bullying."
"Oh, hell!"
The complaint didn't have time to continue, Thomas saw the oven smoking and no longer cared about other things, so he rushed over quickly.
Michael retracted his attention and glanced at Thomas, "I refuse to be a guinea pig for that dish, so I'll give Anne a try."
As he spoke, he turned around and walked towards the bathroom, with a little concern between his eyebrows -
Anne never brought the boy to see them, anything! Not once.
I didn't have it when I was in school, and I didn't have it later when I entered Hollywood. As far as Michael knows, Anne has never dated a boy. Then, meet them on your first official date?
Or, before meeting them, Anne had already dated the boy?
Hell!
No matter which possibility it is, Michael doesn't think it is good news.
Dingling, Dingling.
The doorbell rang.
Thomas looked at the oven, "Michael? Michael Hathaway to open the door!"
Unfortunately, no response was received.
Thomas looked at the sky speechlessly, trotting all the way, muttering and sprinting, "Michael, this is your apartment, why do I need me to open the door?"
Survived all the way to the door and opened the door, Thomas glanced hurriedly, "Hey, Annie, come in quickly, the food is burning crisis, I'm worried that we might all be hungry tonight."
As he said, his steps did not stop and rushed to the kitchen again.
As a result, Michael's voice came from the room, "Thomas Hathaway, step lighter, I don't want to be complained about by my neighbors again."
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Anne and Anson were left alone at the door.
An Sen's right hand, which was about to say hello, stayed in the air, a little embarrassed. He patted the wall, like killing a mosquito, "Summer is here."
Annie smiled pursed her lips and made an invitation gesture to move out of her position.
Before Anson enters the door, Michael hurried out from the bathroom, "It turns out that stewing veal with burgundy wine is more difficult than imagined."
Annie looked puzzled, "He is making beef stewed with red wine? Why don't you stop him?"
Michael spread his hands, "Don't ask, the question is just an explosion button."
Then, Michael saw the tall figure standing next to Annie. "Hey, good evening...oh, god, you're..." Michael was stunned and dumbfounded, looking like his chin was dislocated.
Anne had to use the interrupting skill, "Michael, this is Anson."
Michael:...
The sound came from the kitchen, "The crisis was lifted! You really should thank me, I have a premonition that you will surrender to my cooking skills tonight."
Anne looked over, "Thomas, this is Anson."
Thomas hurried over and wiped his hands with an apron, "Welcome, Anson..."
belch! "Wood." Thomas's smile was completely stunned, "You are the guy who wandered on the streets late at night!"
Michael finally came to his senses, "Hanging late at night, what about wandering late at night?"
Anson was about to explain what happened when he escorted Anne home last time, but before he could speak, the doorbell actually rang again.
Michael took a deep breath, "Wait for me."
Michael turned around and opened the door, leaving a few people standing in the same place and looking at each other.
Annie glared at Thomas speechlessly, and turned her back to Anson and shook her eyes at Thomas with her mouth, "Calm down, calm down!"
Thomas protested with her eyes, "You actually brought him!"
Annie ignored Thomas and turned to Anson, "What drink do you need? Red or white?"
"... Tea?" Anson squeezed out a word.
The three of them were slightly stunned, and the atmosphere suddenly relaxed, and Anne and Thomas both laughed.
In that room, Michael opened the door and was about to let the person in front of him know what was happening in the apartment, but he never expected that the person came in happily and had no sound of talking to Michael.
A visitor entered the hall and happened to see An Sen, who stood out from the crowd, turned his head and looked over, and his eyes were connected.
"Oh, God, grass!"
(The end of this chapter)