Chapter 468: Don’t move, give me a kiss (Second update)
This is Shen Luchuo’s first year since he came here.
No matter what other people think, she personally values this Chinese New Year very much.
During the holiday yesterday, she prepared annual gifts for each employee, more for regular employees and less for probationary employees.
Without having to go to work, Shen Lu fell asleep with peace of mind and didn't get up until ten o'clock.
Simply take a bite and wait for lunch.
Cai Su came over to discuss the menu for the New Year’s Eve dinner with her.
“Boss, do you think eighteen dishes are enough?”
“Okay, just eighteen. It’s best if everyone participates. It’s a busy New Year. That’s good.”
The two of them murmured and decided on the menu, starting from today.
Shen Lu is only responsible for the eight most difficult dishes, and the other ten dishes are made by other people in the store.
Whether it’s good or bad, it brings an end to this year.
It was a cloudy day on New Year's Eve, and Shen Lu got up early in the morning.
She led Xiao Lang to put up Spring Festival couplets and window grilles, and directed Ye Fan to hang up red lanterns. Suddenly, the flavor of the New Year came up.
“I haven’t had a decent year in a long time.” Ye Fan sighed.
The life of a mercenary is very rough, and they have no energy or time to do these things.
I didn't think it was anything before, but after spending time with Shen Lu this year, Ye Fan suddenly felt that he should be treated well during the New Year.
Huo Qian stuck her head out and said, "Ye Fan, don't be in a daze, come over and pound the beef."
"Okay, come here."
Ye Fan put on an apron. He went into the kitchen and picked up two steel rods to pound the beef to make beef balls.
Xiao Lang likes such a lively atmosphere very much. He is running around wearing a red cotton jacket and has unlimited energy.
Cai Su is the big housekeeper and does not have time to watch his son all the time. He can only tell him to be careful not to fall or knock over things.
Fucheng took the trouble to ask Shen Lu for tips on steaming eggs with shrimps. He planned to make this dish for the New Year's Eve dinner.
“No, brother!” Shen Lu couldn’t help himself, “You’ve asked me ten times, but if it doesn’t work, go ahead and prepare the ingredients. I’ll keep an eye on the steamer for you, okay?”
"Thank you, but I think it's better to finish it all by myself."
Shen Lu:...
Wu Jun came over with a face full of flour, "Boss Shen, look Can I knead the noodles?”
He was holding a kneading basin in his arms, and it was all sticky inside.
"What do you think?" Shen Lu asked.
“I feel a little sticky.”
"That's right, you put too much water!"
"Oh, let me add some noodles."
If there is too much water, add noodles, if there is too much noodles, add water, Wu Jun repeated this several times This time, the dough was propagated in the second pot and no suitable dough was prepared.
In the end, it was Deng Ying who came over to help and ended the farce of dough propagation.
It was a rough day, but fortunately the New Year's Eve dinner was all served. Everyone sat around the table, and Shen Lu turned on the TV screen projection.
The world hasn’t held a Spring Festival Gala in ten years, and there won’t be one this year either.
Shen Lu was a little regretful, but the TV still had to be on, not for watching, but to add to the atmosphere.
"Everyone has worked hard this year." Shen Lu raised the cup, "I hope we will get better every year. I wish you all the best and all your wishes will come true."
Everyone raised their glasses. , also said various auspicious words, clinked glasses to each other, and took chopsticks to eat vegetables.
Fucheng tilted his head slightly and his eyes fell on Shen Lu's face.
He prefers this kind of cheerful and harmonious Nian to the strict and cold Nian in the family.
Of course, more importantly, she is here.
Every year he wants to spend time with her.
People feel refreshed when happy events happen, and Shen Lu inevitably gets drunk.
At first he could talk nonsense, but later he collapsed in a chair and couldn't sit up. Fucheng took the lead and picked up the person, "She's a little drunk, I'll send her up to have a rest."
After that, regardless of other people's reactions, he took the person to the elevator directly .
Wu Jun clicked his tongue and complained to Huo Qian in a low voice: "The boss is really hopeless."
Huo Qian drank the fruit wine and said, "Whoever asked him not to come back for the New Year deserves to be punished. Someone stole the house.”
The elevator was very fast and we reached the top floor in a few seconds.
Fucheng walked out of the elevator, and the girl in his arms suddenly grabbed his collar, pressing her warm cheek to his chest, ironing his skin through the thin shirt.
“Hot.”
Shen Lu muttered unconsciously, his little mouth raised high, looking very aggrieved.
Fucheng put her on the bed and planned to twist a towel to wipe her. When he turned around, his wrist suddenly tightened.
"Don't...don't leave." Shen Lu's eyes were half-opened, filled with water.
Fucheng patiently explained: "I'll get you a towel to wipe it with, it will make you more comfortable."
"No." Shen Lu staggered, grabbed his arm and jumped at him. She came over, pressed her hot face against his chest again, wrapped her hands around the man's waist, and let out a comfortable sigh.
“I want you.”
Fucheng’s mind was pounding, and his whole body muscles were tense.
He kept telling himself that Shen Lu was drunk, and all his actions now were out of instinct and did not mean anything.
But there was a villain in his heart who kept refuting him.
——Is it really just instinct? Then why doesn't she hug anyone else but only you?
——You are an unmarried couple, so it is normal for something to happen.
——Are you sure you want to waste this opportunity?
Fucheng held the girl's shoulders, pushed her away slightly, and coaxed her gently, "You're drunk."
"I'm not drunk!" Shen Lu's eyes suddenly widened. Eyes, "I'm not drunk at all, I can still walk in a straight line!"
Then he got out of bed and insisted on walking to show Fucheng.
Fucheng couldn't defeat her, so he could only let her make trouble.
Within two steps, Shen Lu leaned towards the ground and Fucheng could only hold him in his arms.
Shen Lu's waving little hands accidentally pulled off a few buttons of his shirt, and his shirt, which had only one button unbuttoned, instantly opened to his chest.
"Hehe." Shen Lu hugged his waist with force and buried his face on Fucheng's chest. "I never thought that one day I would be able to live a life of burying my chest."
Fucheng:...
Why do you feel like you are being taken advantage of by a pervert?
He was walking towards the bed, but he tripped over something and both of them fell on the bed.
Of course, with Fucheng's current skills, this outcome can be avoided.
But he didn’t want to avoid it, and if possible, he wanted to go further.
It is not his style to take advantage of others' danger.
While he was stunned, Shen Lu climbed on top of him and clung to him like an octopus.
"Male Bodhisattva, are you a New Year's gift from God to me?"
Shen Lu murmured, holding his face and chirping, "You are so good-looking, It’s my thing.”
Fucheng's heart was choked, and his muscles were so stiff that they ached.
He didn’t want to take advantage of others, but Shen Lu did whatever he wanted.
"Your lips are beautiful and kissable." Shen Lu didn't know what she was doing. She was drunk and couldn't distinguish between dreams and reality. She thought these were all her imagination. What the mind thinks, the body does.
"Don't move, give me a kiss, um... I'll be nice to you."
Shen Lu didn't know the so-called nonsense, so he leaned over and kissed her.
A kiss wasn't enough, so I even bit her lightly.
It’s not easy, I finally took a bite