Chapter 319 Crying
Just when she was in a state of confusion.
Gu Zhou's eyes were filled with teasing: "It depends on whether the skewers are cooked."
Wang Yuanling lowered his eyelids slightly, smiling wryly: "Boss Gu, are you going to let me be your guinea pig?"
Gu Zhou was very interested and pretended to be innocent: "I didn't say that."
She agreed without any sincerity: "Okay~"
Although he was a little speechless, he still took the skewer and bit off the top piece.
The meat juice bursts out when you bite it with your teeth.
It was so delicious that her eyes lit up instantly.
"Delicious!" she exclaimed in surprise.
Gu Zhou didn't comment and was about to pick up the skewers of meat in his hand.
The bitten piece of meat skewer was lying in front of him.
His eyes paused slightly, and he looked at her along the thin wrist holding the bamboo stick.
Her eyes were brightened by the firelight, and she smiled gently: "Boss Gu, don't you want to try your own cooking?"
Gu Zhou stared at her sincere smile, a dark look in his eyes.
He lowered his head and took a bite directly from the way she was holding it.
Wang Yuanling, who just wanted to give it to him and eat it himself, was caught off guard.
The hand holding the bamboo stick froze.
I watched in amazement as he took a second bite and chewed it slowly.
"It's cooked." He looked at her and said.
The fire crackled and a spark burst out.
She quickly withdrew her hand, her ears burning with anger, and swallowed softly in her throat: "It's cooked..."
She glanced at the children who were waiting anxiously beside her.
He hurriedly handed over the hot skewer of meat: "Come, try it first."
"Yeah yeah yeah!" The children rushed over immediately.
They finished the string.
The one in Gu Zhou's hand was also roasted.
"Come here." He called out lazily, and the children lined up spontaneously.
"Let me send it." Wang Yuanling took the initiative.
"Yeah." He didn't refuse. He took one bunch and handed the other to her.
Wang Yuanling glanced at the skewers of meat he took away and didn't care.
He took the big bunch with both hands and distributed it one bunch at a time.
"It's delicious. Thank you, Brother Zhouzhou and Sister Lingling."
Wang Yuanling's eyes curved like crescent moons: "Just thank your brother Zhou Zhou, he baked it."
The voice of "Brother Zhou Zhou" melted in the evening breeze like honey.
Gu Zhou's Adam's apple rolled heavily when he heard this, and the grilling tongs almost poked through the iron net.
Wang Yuanling finally finished delivering the message and was about to turn around to help Gu Zhou get the raw meat skewers.
Suddenly, the skewer of meat that had been taken away passed by my eyes.
She raised her eyes in shock.
I met his eyes, which were darker and deeper in the firelight. "This string is yours."
The laughter and noise around him sank into the water.
She could instinctively catch a glimpse of emotion in his eyes that she had never seen before.
It's like crashing into a deep, undercurrent sea.
The dancing firelight cast fragments of gold under his eyes, which turned into dark whirlpools under the shade of his long eyelashes.
She was confused and panicked.
"Is it baked?" The dean's voice broke the silence.
In an instant.
The surrounding sounds emerged from the water.
She felt relieved, and with her scallion-white fingertips, she gathered the bamboo sticks and hurriedly turned around to hand it to the other party: "Dean, try it while it's hot."
The dean smiled and said, "Thank you, Mr. Ling."
Wang Yuanling narrowed her eyes and said, "You're welcome."
But for the time being, he didn't dare look at Gu Zhou.
The dean took a bite and praised with a smile: "Boss Gu, this is delicious."
Gu Zhou said indifferently: "Yeah."
He turned sideways, picked up another handful of raw meat skewers, and continued to grill them.
I heard the sound of roasting.
Only then did Wang Yuanling dare to look at him quietly.
He lowered his head and skillfully flipped and grilled the skewers in his hands like a robot.
Toast until the red turns brown.
Roast to bring out the aroma.
See him pick up the skewers.
Wang Yuanling hurriedly picked up the plate and asked him to put it on it.
This time, he didn't take out a single string.
Wang Yuanling's eyes moved slightly.
He took the plate and handed it to the children to share.
When Gu Zhou baked the fifth plate.
His temples were wet with sweat.
Seeing this, Wang Yuanling handed over a tissue: "Mr. Gu, would you like some water? Or an iced Coke?"
Gu Zhou took the paper and said lazily, "No need."
Wang Yuanling glanced at the children around her as they ate and smiled gently, "We should finish this last plate. I think they've almost finished it."
Gu Zhou glanced at him lazily: "This is baked for you."
Wang Yuanling paused with a smile, and then politely said, "Thank you, Mr. Gu. Let's eat together later."
He responded.
It seems like there is no response.
Because the sizzling sound of the oil was too intense, it overshadowed the main sound.
Standing for too long.
Her calves felt a little sore.
Lift the heels slightly, wanting to stretch a little.
"Go sit down." Gu Zhou suddenly said.
Wang Yuanling stretched his mind and paused.
Surprised he didn't turn his head.
How did you notice her movements?
"It's okay." She said softly.
Gu Zhou was still standing there baking, his temples were wet, so she couldn't go back and sit down.
Gu Zhou glanced at her, as if he could see through her thoughts: "No need to be extra polite."
What a sharp tongue.
Wang Yuanling narrowed her eyes and tried to excuse herself: "Then I'll go open some drinks for Mr. Gu. What would you like to drink?"
"Coke." He said simply.
She responded eagerly: "Okay~"
She took two bottles of Coke and sat with the children. Looking at their greasy little mouths, she smiled and asked, "Are you all full?"
The children said in unison: "We're full!"
Wang Yuanling took a tissue and wiped their mouths clean one by one: "Look at you all, you've all become little cats from eating so much."
One of the girls with ponytails stared at her with starry eyes: "Sister Lingling, my mom wipes my mouth like this too."
Wang Yuanling stopped and looked at her with a gentle smile: "Really?"
The little girl rubbed her head vigorously: "Really!"
Wang Yuanling smiled as she looked at her high ponytail and asked softly, "Did your mother also teach you how to tie a ponytail?"
"right!"
“It’s so beautiful.”
"Sister Lingling." The little girl looked curious: "The braids you taught us that day, was it your mother who taught us?"
Wang Yuanling's smile froze.
There was a hint of sadness in her eyes, but she still smiled gently and said softly, "No, my sister's mother...is gone and can't teach me."
The little girl was very naive: "Why is it gone?"
Her lips parted and her smile gradually became bitter.
A dark shadow pressed down over his head.
Didn't look back.
Her consciousness reacted faster than she did, and she recognized the owner of the shadow.
Tilt your head slightly.
Gu Zhou used his gloved hand to gently press the little girl's head: "Where did you get so much? Eat quickly."
He placed the plate of skewers in front of Wang Yuanling, took out a few skewers and handed them to the children.
The children who had just been shouting that they were full suddenly took it over noisily.
He ate it with relish.
Wang Yuanling drooped her eyelashes slightly, adjusting the loss in her eyes.
"Jiya." Gu Zhou stretched out his arm and dragged the plastic stool over, making a sound as it rubbed against the ground.
He dragged the plastic stool to her side and sat down directly.
Wang Yuanling looked up at him.
He took off his other glove and stared at her with his deep eyes.
Wang Yuanling felt a little confused when being stared at, but he was still thinking about the fact that he wanted to drink Coke.
It hasn't fallen yet.
Her fingertips were about to touch the Coke bottle.
Gu Zhou snatched the bottle of Coke away smoothly.
He lifted his wrist, and with a click, the ring gradually separated from the bottle mouth along its edge.
Next second.
The opened bottle of Coke was placed in front of her.
Her fingertips curled lightly.
I met his interested gaze helplessly.
"If they snatch a few of your skewers and give them to them, they won't cry, right?"
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