Gu Lan, a person like a flower, wouldn't be so heavy-mouthed, would you just fall in love with him?

"Mr. Gu, I...I am not suitable, but some of my men are handsome, masculine, and strong..."

Gu Lan's hand paused, raising her eyes

What is this old thing talking about?

Isn't that mindful of things still going on just now?

Could it be that he seems to be the kind of hungry that doesn't choose food, but he is a bit heavy! ?

"Patriarch Zhao, I think... you have misunderstood what I meant!"

Putting down the tea cup calmly, he seemed to smile.

"I really don't have any hobbies for male sex... and for female sex, maybe in this life, there will be no more woman who can impress me... If you like someone, you will understand that except for that person, you There will be resistance to anyone!"

After being taken aback, Zhao Ziming quickly apologized: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, I'm... I'm confused, I haven't learned from just now... But if you say this, Mr. Gu, you... What you said earlier Those words and things?"

Since I don't like women, and I'm not good at men, I have tossed with him so much, which means several things! ?

For a while, there was a vague premonition in his heart!

He quickly turned off the topic again: "Well, let's not talk about it, let's eat first... Mr. Gu will try it. These are my chef's specialty dishes. Now, it's a bit cold. If Mr. Gu feels unpalatable, We can ask the chef to cook it again and serve it hot..."

"It doesn't matter if you eat it, even if it is white bun wild vegetables, you can eat it refreshingly and comfortably..."

The voice behind Gu Lan stopped, and his eyes met Zhao Ziming with a playful look.

Needless to think about it, Zhao Ziming knew that there was a turning point in the back, and sneered.

"Um... Mr. Gu, you are saying that... I have a large table of dishes here, but it doesn't suit Mr.'s appetite. It's just... I don't know what ran into Mr., making Mr. tasteless. , Taste the same as chewing wax?"

Gu Lan tilted his head: "Patriarch Zhao wants to hear?"

"natural!"

Zhao Ziming put down his chopsticks with a serious face.

"Mr. Please also expressly, Zhao Ziming will listen to you!"

"In this case...then let me talk about my feelings!!!" Gu Lan also put down his chopsticks, earnestly rhythm.

Zhao Ziming: "..."

feel! ?

There is still a feeling of Laoszi! ?

This is really to promote the rhythm of a long conversation!

"Sir, please tell me, if I have it, I will change it, if I don't have it, I will encourage it..."

"Why are you lying to me!?"

Zhao Ziming's expression froze suddenly, and the corners of his mouth twitched involuntarily.

After a long time, he smiled.

"Mr. Gu, these words... where do you start?!"

"feel!!"

"..." Zhao Ziming was speechless again.

I said that I wanted to talk to him about feelings, but it's better now, but it's really just about feelings!

But what does it feel like?

You can't kill him just because you don't feel good about him, right?

"Mr. Gu, Ziming is ignorant, I don't know what the husband said...feeling, where to start, I..."

He opened his arms and couldn't hide the grievance on his face.

"Look, in order to meet your husband, I ordered the cook at home to prepare first-class meals, first-class meals, just to better serve Mr.... And, Mr. Jae-chan dislikes the tastelessness of Kabuki in my house and asks me by name My wife, concubine and children, I have nothing to say..."