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He Wenyan asked a few symbolic questions about Wang Jiajia's school. Wang Jiajia curled her lips slightly and said, "It's not bad, but the food in the cafeteria is just mediocre. It's not as delicious as my aunt's cooking. My mother is afraid that I won't be used to it, so she wants her to move there." Take care of me near the school"
He Wenyan smiled and said: "Nanny Gu used to work in the military canteen. She is considered an old man. Her craftsmanship is indeed good. Lao Yan even praised her."
Ye Jianzhou also echoed: "The nanny of Chief of Staff Wang's family, I saw her every day when I was still serving as a soldier under the chief. I grew up eating her cooking. She always gave me a spoonful of it, Jiajia, If you have nothing to do, you should learn some specialties from me so that you can show off your skills when you get married."
Wang Jiajia didn't like to hear it. She said: "Political Commissar Ye, in a family like ours, who doesn't have a nanny? You don't have to do it yourself. Cook meals and serve people. That's what nannies do. With our status, we can Do you want to compete with the nanny for work? My mother has never done any housework, and I will never do it in the future."
After saying that, he glanced at the warmth of placing the grilled crabs next to everyone's cups.
Wen Xin: "" Are you talking about her? It's just a profession. There is no distinction between high and low. If you can do it, you are forced by your family. If you can't do it, you are pampered. She also wants to be pampered, but there are no conditions. What can be done?
Ye Jianzhou laughed beside him, "It's because my uncle didn't think it through well. Jiajia's hand was born to teach with a pen. There is no need to do it."
But I secretly thought, as expected of someone who came from the compound, what kind of character does it say, there is no hiding it, these little aunts have such a temperament, the family conditions are good, the threshold is high, and they are excellent themselves, they are somewhat squeamish. Of course, they are She also has the capital to be delicate and has the right to choose. If she doesn¡¯t have to worry about getting married, she naturally doesn¡¯t want to wrong herself.
But, you can just look at a man who lets you take care of you. He glanced at the devil leader Yan Zeyang who glanced at Wang Jiajia with a cold eyebrow. He also came from the compound. This little bully will get used to it. Are you such a young lady? It is estimated that by his standards, those who cannot take care of themselves, regardless of gender, and whose nanny has to follow them wherever they go, are no different from trash.
This is too bad, the king does not see the king, it is strange that two people with strong personalities can achieve anything.
Wen Wen placed a few freshly grilled crabs on the plate in front of them, and then placed the poured juice within reach of several people. This level of service is very common in modern times, and she is very good at using her own External advantages: Applying for jobs in high-end restaurants, there is never a shortage of work, this is probably an added benefit of good looks.
Such attentive service really makes people feel at ease, feeling very comfortable and feeling respected and cared for.
Wang Jiajia looked at the pink juice thing with a little disgust, "What's here?"
In fact, there are no juice machines in this era, but I have been eating and drinking for a long time. I have even done bartending work, but the bar was too messy and I stopped doing it after a while, so I guess it is okay to make juice. Let me learn bartending. almost.
Peach juice is boiled, and several kinds of fruits are put in it to create a sour and appetizing juice. It is refreshing and not too sweet. It can also purify the taste, which can make the food more delicious. Dancing on the tip of the tongue without hindrance.
"This is juice. It contains three kinds of fruits, and is also paired with hazelnuts and almonds. It is rich in nutrients and can clear the lungs, nourish the spleen, and beautify the skin. Drinking a cup every day is good for lesbian skin." explained with a warm and professional smile.
Where has Wang Jiajia heard of this kind of reply? Although she is considered a child of a high-ranking family in this era, she is still behind in everything. Compared with later generations, her food, clothing, housing and transportation are not even comparable to those of a well-off family. She thinks she has seen the world, but in fact she has a different vision than Wen Xin. Century, for someone who has lived in two worlds, those worlds of hers are just a joke.
He Wenyan and Yan Zeyang are used to it. Wenxin is very particular about making things. Everyone in the Yan family knows that sometimes when she is happy, she will tell them what tonic they made today, which one nourishes the kidneys, which one nourishes the blood, which one clears the lungs and which one cleans the intestines.
Otherwise, the chief physician in the hospital like He Wenyan is picky about the discerning, and can cook it alone. How can you be so satisfied with the warmth? She almost had to get some qi and blood replenishing food to stuff into the lunch box for lunch.
Originally a cold reorganized family, because of the warmth, thoughtfulness, and careful care, from the oldest to the youngest, from the oldest to the youngest, they were able to sit at the same table to eat, at least on the surface the atmosphere was much better.
This is what He Wenyan is most satisfied with.
Wang Jiajia¡¯s opposition to Wen Wen is just an instinctive feeling of resistance to the survival of the fittest among similar women. This makes her want to roll her eyes at everything Wen Wen says. However, beauty and beauty are good for the skin, so it is just right.Nian is a soldier under the chief, I don't care about you. "
Yan Zeyang glanced at him and was too lazy to speak.
"That warmth" Ye Jianzhou asked carefully.
"You're thinking too much." He frowned and put out the cigarette with his hand.
"What's the problem? Is it a bad family background or a family background? Do you want me to check it out for you?" Political Commissar Ye still has some connections.
"No need, I'm going back." After saying that, Demon Tou Yan turned around and left.
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Yan Zeyang has actually made a decision. Today's meeting is not a child's play, because he will definitely deal with the Wen family. He cannot let their family go for anyone. All betrayals must be paid.
It¡¯s just that the situation is a little out of control.
This made him feel a little irritated, and he was so angry that he felt a little stuffy in his chest. He had to go to the tree outside and smoke a cigarette to relieve his mood.
Entering the yard, I saw warm light coming from the window, probably from long-term field training. His footsteps were silent. When I walked into the hall, I saw a man who had just taken a shower, with long hair, and was dressed loosely like those in the Republic of China. Wearing a buttoned white top and warm blue pants, he was sitting on the bookshelf in the living room, picking up his feet and reaching for the wine placed on it.
When Wen Wen took a shower, she felt a wave of frustration welling up in her heart, which made her suddenly want to drink some wine, but there was no red wine here, and there was only white wine on the bookshelf. She wanted to take it down, pour a small amount, adjust the taste for herself, and then drink it, so that she could be beautiful again. Go to sleep and forget all about your grievances.
As a result, the wine was too high, and she wore light blue cloth slippers made by the old master according to her drawings, which made her feet even whiter.
It¡¯s just a little bit close. If you wear high heels, you will definitely get hooked.
As a result, a tall and straight body blocked the light in the living room, and he easily moved the bottle of wine to a higher place with his hand.
She is even more unavailable now.
Wenxin looked back at him.
His eyes drifted over, with a clear warning in them, "What do lesbians drink?"
Wen Xin's eyes suddenly turned red, you are gay, but she remained silent.
"Come here." Because the living room was large, the lighting was very soft. He walked to the closet opposite the coffee table and took out a medicine box with a cross on it. As a doctor, He Wenyan couldn't have a medicine box at home.
Wen Xin watched him reach out and open the medicine box, looking at the types of medicines inside one by one. As a soldier who often trains in the field, you must be familiar with some trauma medicines. There is no doctor to bandage your wounds in the field.
He quickly found a medicine bottle.
"hand."
Wen Xin doesn¡¯t want to apply any medicine. That bottle may be disinfectant. I don¡¯t know if there is Yunnan Baiyao. It will hurt if the disinfectant is applied to the wound.
Yan Zeyang glanced at her, the red circles under his eyes made the skin on his face even more tender and tender.
Seeing that Wen Xin didn't respond, he lowered his face and ordered her in a low voice like a training soldier, "Don't make me say it a second time."
Wen Xin¡¯s eye circles are even redder, what¡¯s so bad about it? Don't stretch.
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Yan Motou squeezed her hand. He had only glanced at it before, but now he took a closer look and realized why a woman's skin was described as "breakable by a blow." The hand in front of him had such delicate skin that he had only picked up a few crabs. There were red marks on five fingers to varying degrees, and the skin would break if I applied more force.
He carefully spread the disinfectant on her wound. She felt the pain and forced her hand back, but he squeezed it tightly.
Wen Xin almost had tears in her eyes. She was so angry that she scolded him in a low voice: "Are you a devil? You know how to bully others."
He took out a white powder medicine bottle from the box as if he had never heard it before, and sprinkled the powder on the wound. Although the wound was not large, it was very deep and could easily become infected if it came into contact with water.
Under the light, he moved slightly, his profile was half-turned, he had a tall figure, well-ironed clothes, and his slender hands held her orchid fingers. After applying the medicine, he gently rubbed her injured fingertips with his fingers, and it took him a long time to see her. He gave an expressionless "Yeah" and admitted. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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