Enjoy the frenzied thrill [10] 4D stimulation(1/4)
Enjoy the pleasure【10】(10,000 words)
The HL Hotel was invested by the Lawrence family. He originally only held a small share of the shares in it. After the inheritance lawsuit was settled that year, he alone controlled 37% of the hotel's shares, but he only acted as the boss.
I still work in the bank, only receive dividends from the company every year, and come to a meeting once a month.
If not, those cousins might not stop and continue to carry on with him. It can be regarded as making concessions to each other and coexisting peacefully.
The hotel has been built for more than fifty years. During the economic depression, the land behind it was sold and a church was built. Looking out from the hotel window, the church's pointed roof and stained glass windows all have a medieval feel.
The smell. Snow is piled on the church steeple, and the light shines through the stained glass, like a rainbow from a fairy tale.
Sining felt very curious and kept lying on the window to watch, his big eyes blinking.
"Sining, do you want to go there?"
Ran Mi came over, put her arms around his shoulders and pointed to the church.
"Yes, I want to see that glass." Sining nodded excitedly.
Ran Mi touched his little face, raised her eyebrows slightly, and said with a smile: "I'll take you there tomorrow. You have to help mom with work today."
"Okay." Sining obediently climbed down from the chair and followed Ran Mi out.
Ran Mi held his little hand, feeling warm in her heart.
This was my son's first trip in his life. He saw many interesting things and beautiful scenery. It must be a wonderful memory for him.
Ran Mi feels very proud to be able to give her children such a loving home. She has seen many rich men who actually don't care much about their families. Carrying on the family line is just their mission. But Li Yichuan will come to accompany her and her children whenever he is free.
Accompany her to choose clothes and toys for her children, take them out to eat delicious new dishes, and especially play with toys with her son - although she is often so serious that Sining sheds tears...
Ran Mi is going to cook a Chinese lunch for them tomorrow. Now when she goes to the kitchen, she will take a look. If she needs anything, tell the chef and ask them to prepare it. Watch her show off her cooking skills tomorrow.
Ahem... She is actually a little afraid of making fools of herself in front of the chef, so she must think carefully and cook a few specialty dishes.
Look, Ran Mi is actually quite strong. She tried her best to learn everything Mr. Li disliked about her, but she believed that if she couldn't do it well, she would be laughed at by him for the rest of her life.
Moreover, isn’t it just about cooking? It’s all about color, flavor, flavor, and with some creativity of her own, she can also be a chef!
The process of her studying cooking skills was very torturous, torturing everyone around her. Qin Fang and Wang Lanyan later refused to step into her house for more than four months, fearing that they would try new dishes. According to Qin Fang's later
The description said that it was so terrible that there was a dish of braised shrimp that almost made him stop eating...
Is it so unpalatable? Ran Mi hated Qin Fang for four days, and then she sailed forward again. After improving the dish, she personally gave it to Qin Fang to eat. Qin Fang was so frightened that he almost knelt down in front of her.
Already.
Listening to her uncontrollable laughter, Sining raised her little face and asked her curiously, "Mom...why are you laughing?"
"Laugh at you, Uncle Qin Fang." Ran Mi said with a smile.
"Do you miss Uncle Qin Fang? I miss him too, but you can't miss him." Sining stopped and said seriously.
"Why?" Ran Mi asked in surprise.
Sining looked at her, sighed like a little adult, shook his head and said, "Dad will be angry."
"If you don't tell me, if I don't tell you, how will your father know?"
Ran Mi tapped his forehead angrily.
Sining touched his forehead and said more seriously: "I will tell dad. I promise dad that I will not be a lying child."
"You brat, I won't go to church. You and your dad can go."
Ran Mi's face turned green. She served this little ancestor every day, but he actually wanted to be a traitor!
"I don't smell bad. I wiped it with milk and it smells good. It smells so good."
Sining raised her little arm vigorously, wanting her to smell her body.
"Yes, yes, you smell so good, just like your smelly daddy!"
Ran Mi grabbed his little hand and gritted her teeth with hatred. How could this be done? How could she kiss Li Laohu instead of her?
"Smelly dad is in front...there is a beautiful aunt!"
Sining waved her hand and pointed forward.
Ran Mi Dingqing looked around and saw Li Yichuan and Emily facing each other, facing her sideways, whispering something. They looked like they were having a great conversation, but Li Yichuan actually smiled, low and hearty!
Millie was dressed beautifully, not as casually as she was now. The purple coat was hung on her arms, and the light purple sweater wrapped her plump figure. When she smiled, her flowers trembled.
She's so beautiful! Ran Mi let go of Sining's little hand and whispered, "Mom, go to the kitchen, and you go and accompany dad."
"Mom, you are afraid that the beautiful aunt will kiss your father. I will help you keep an eye on your father."
Ning waved his hand and trotted over.
The little butt was squirming, and Ran Mi couldn't help but laugh. Although the brat is a traitor, he still does a good job of being consistent with the outside world!
Sining rushed over and hugged Li Yichuan's legs. When he turned around, Ran Mi had already turned into the corridor and went to the elevator leading to the kitchen.
The kitchen is very large, covering an area of 300 square meters. The cold, hot and dessert areas are separated. Because it is already evening, the kitchen utensils have been put away and it is clean and tidy.
Two tall men wearing white chef uniforms were standing aside to discuss something. When they saw her coming in, they immediately turned to her, nodded and smiled, said hello to her, and seemed to be waiting for her.
To Ran Mi's surprise, Lawrence was also in the kitchen, putting green leafy vegetables into a shiny pot. The pot on the right was steaming with steam, and the flames were licking it.
"Lawrence, what are you doing?"
Ran Mi walked over slowly and looked into the pot curiously.
"Hi, Ran Ran, I feel a little hungry, so I came over to make something to eat."
Lawrence turned to look at her and smiled, showing a row of white teeth.
"Dumplings?" Ran Mi was happy when she saw clearly that the white things rolling in the pot were dumplings.
"Yes." Lawrence nodded and said with a smile: "People in the north of your country like to eat dumplings. Emily's ancestral home is the Northeast, so she made these."
"Yeah?"
Ran Mi thought about Emily's charming appearance just now, and she really couldn't imagine what it would be like to have her hands covered with flour.
"Want to try it?"
Lawrence took out the dumplings and put them in front of her eyes.
"Okay." Ran Mi said politely, picked up the chopsticks and started eating.
The skin is thin and the filling is fragrant. It is actually pork and green onions. It tastes good. When she bites it, the delicious soup slips into the tip of her tongue, making her gasp.
"Can you?" Lawrence's eyes were bent, and the hot steam in the pot was rising, making his smile a little blurry, "There are two flavors, you can try this one again."
He said, scooped one out with a spoon, held it on a small plate, and handed it to Ran Mi.
Ran Mi took a bite and said with a smile: "Hey, it's stuffed with mushrooms. Your girlfriend's cooking is really good."
Lawrence smiled, took out two dumplings and put them aside.
"Emily is very charming, but it's a pity that she is not my girlfriend. Her family is very traditional and they don't want her to have a big nose."
He said it quite humorously, not only denying his relationship with Emily, but also denying the possibility of this relationship in the future.
"Ha, really?"
Ran Mi rolled her eyes, put her hands behind her back, and started touring the kitchen.
Two chefs with red and blue badges on their chests followed her and introduced her to some novel spices and stoves in the kitchen. Otherwise, why should people go out more and broaden their horizons?
Ran Mi watched with great interest, stopping from time to time to pick up the condiment bottle and look and smell it.
Some Chinese seasonings have been placed on the shelves. Chinese food is a new dish here, but in Ran Mi’s opinion, they have all followed the local customs and lost their domestic flavor.
"Ran Ran, tell them what you need tomorrow."
Lawrence was sitting at the table, eating dumplings elegantly. When he turned his head to look, a glimmer of light slipped through his eyes.
Ran Mi turned sideways and glanced at him. His English was very pure. According to our words, it was well-spoken and well-spoken, with a touch of old-fashioned aristocratic flavor. Such a man is very charming, how could he be said to be gay by outsiders |
What about the rumors about sex plus being thin and lewd?
She wrote a list and handed it to the two gentlemen behind her.
Li Yichuan had some stomach discomfort during the day. She was going to give him a small bowl of stomach-nurturing noodles so that he could sleep more comfortably at night. Money cannot buy health. Li Yichuan's stomach problem was caused by forgetting to eat and sleep in his early years.
The problem can only be taken care of delicately.
"Would you like some dumplings?" Lawrence asked her.
"No, yours is the warmth card, and mine is the love card." Ran Mi said with a smile.
Lawrence didn't insist or explain. After finishing the dumplings, he stood aside and watched her eat the noodles with interest.
She made a small bowl using the existing noodles in the kitchen, and fried two eggs on top.
"Can I have a taste?"
Lawrence smelled the fragrance, his face full of anticipation.
"Well, I'll keep it a mystery for now, and I'll treat you to a big dinner at noon tomorrow."
Ran Mi rolled her eyes and went out carrying the noodles on a tray.
To be continued...