Chapter 38: The Gentle Disabled Boss vs. the Soft and Cruel Lady (7)
Although the chef handled it well, Lu Yuan's nose still smelled a faint smell of radish.
He smiled, picked up the Western knife, and cut open the snake's head.
The white and tender skin inside is exposed.
Sure enough, it was carved from radish.
Lu Yuan changed to a spoon, scooped half a spoonful of the sticky liquid and put it into his mouth.
As expected, it was purple sweet potato puree mixed with batter without any color adjustment.
After tasting the so-called dishes, Lu Yuan picked up the napkin and wiped away the food residue from the corner of his mouth, saying in a teasing tone:
"Thank you Miss Lin for your hospitality. It tastes very good."
I thought the girl would look disappointed, but she kept smiling, and even an inexplicable expectation rose in her eyes.
Lu Yuan was a little confused.
The chef was his man, and he would never dare to watch Lu Cha add other "condiments" without reporting to him.
What's more, the food was brought from the kitchen by the maid and did not pass through Lu Cha's hands.
What on earth did she do?
Lu Yuan suddenly remembered the mud on the soles of Lu Cha's shoes.
Only the back hill and the garden are not paved. Could it be that she did the same thing as me?
But he also felt that it was not that simple.
Lu Yuan ate absentmindedly during the meal, but Lu Cha was quite satisfied. She rubbed her soft belly and sighed:
The chef's cooking skills are really good~
After dinner, Lu Yuan took the elevator to the study on the third floor as usual.
This has been his habit for many years, reading some books before going to bed to maintain inner peace.
As the heavy mahogany door opened, the cool fragrance of pine needles wafted in.
Lu Yuan controlled the wheelchair and came to the table.
Under the dim desk lamp, the book that he had placed upside down on the table suddenly moved strangely.
More than one burnt red tail quietly peeked out from below.
A hissing sound that made one's scalp tingle could be heard.
Lu Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly.
He pulled out the metal envelope cutter that was pressed aside and opened the ink-colored cover of the book.
Several bamboo pit vipers hovered over his table, spitting out bright red tongues.
There is also a small white egg in the middle, stained with a little dirt.
Lu Yuan: Egg?
"I didn't expect that Mr. Lu also has a hobby of hatching." A pleasant voice came from behind him.
Lu Yuan turned his wheelchair.
Just then, Lu Cha came over.
Bang!
A small green snake with a deflated head was thrown near the Bamboo Leaf Green Snake.
Lu Cha was very satisfied: "The family is finally reunited!"
Look at the same color and shape, it’s worth it for her to run deep into the back mountain to dig someone else’s nest!
Looking at the desk messed up by the snakes, Lu Yuan's dark eyes were filled with a creepy blood color, like the fireworks in the sky, emitting a bone-chilling breath of danger.
But the corners of his mouth turned up, and his smile was as bright as spring breeze.
He was obviously suppressing his anger, and even his low voice was filled with gnashing of teeth:
"Ms. Lin is so kind-hearted."
"As the saying goes, 'A red flower grows yellower when it is near a red flower.'" Lu Cha said with a hint of humility. Finally, she waved her hand and said, "Then I won't disturb you and Xiao Lu's aunts and uncles from chatting."
"good evening."
After Lu Cha left, Lu Yuan's gloomy gaze fell on a bamboo green snake crawling towards him.
The little snake arrogantly showed its sharp fangs.
Swish!
The envelope knife stabbed it hard at the seven-inch mark and picked out the small, bright red heart.
The little snake twisted its body in pain, its hissing became weaker, and it gradually lost its breath.
Blood flowed down the table and dripped onto the cold floor, deepening the original red color.
The other few bamboo pit vipers seemed to sense the danger and hovered around the snake eggs obediently, not daring to move.
Lu Yuan could not hide his irritation. His face, half hidden in the darkness, was as cold as ice, and there was a sense of hostility between his brows.
It seems that I need to do something to calm the depression in my heart.
Maybe, just clean it up.
He threw away the envelope cutter, pressed the call bell on the armrest of the wheelchair, and went to get the top book piled aside.
But suddenly there was a sharp pain at the fingertips.
Lu Yuan frowned slightly and withdrew his hand.
A drop of blood had already overflowed from the fingertip.
He turned the desk lamp and shone it over there, and the cover of the book flashed with a little light.
Looking closely, Lu Yuan discovered that there was a row of densely packed, hard-to-notice fine needles stuck on it.
He instantly understood what Lu Cha was expecting during dinner.
She did it on purpose.
Distract him from thinking, and then use Bamboo Green to lower his guard, just so that he can be pricked by the needle.
Find out his habits and estimate his possible actions.
Lu Yuan looked at the pile of books on the other side.
As expected, it was also filled with fine needles.
Be prepared for both situations, no matter which direction he comes from, you will eventually touch him.
Lu Yuan laughed softly, his shoulders trembling slightly.
He raised his hand to cover his lips, but the uncontrollable laughter still leaked out from between his fingers.
From the bottom of my heart, which was as dull as stagnant water, it was as if a ferocious beast had crawled out, roaring wildly, as if it wanted to tear apart the fragile white body in my mind.
There was also a brilliance in those brown eyes that had never been seen before.
Just like a barren and desolate land, a little color suddenly appears, bringing infinite vitality.
What to do? He suddenly thought Miss Lin was so cute.
Cute.
I want to peel off her complete skin inch by inch, sew it up with dazzling gold thread, and fill it with the finest and softest cotton.
Of course, it's very comfortable to hold.
Lu Yuan closed his eyes lightly, crossed his arms and hugged his body, as if he had already held the doll he wanted in his arms.
The smile on his lips twisted strangely, and he murmured tenderly:
"Ms. Lin, it's really warm."
Meanwhile, on the second floor.
Lu Cha, who had already fallen into a sweet dream, suddenly sneezed.
She drowsily pulled the quilt over herself and curled up into a small ball.
It’s getting cold.
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The next day, early morning.
As soon as Lu Cha opened the door, he saw several bloody emerald green snake skins hanging outside.
The sleepy little girl was startled awake in an instant.
What? New door curtains? Nature-friendly style?
Lu Cha took off the snake skin with disgust.
Without thinking, everyone knew that this was Lu Yuan's revenge.
Is it childish?
Wouldn't it be nice to hatch the snake eggs sometime?!
Lu Cha carried the creepy snake skin across the corridor and handed it to Zhou Bo in front of the horrified and shocked eyes of the maids and servants.
"Grandpa, can you help me find someone to make them into small bags?"
Zhou Bo: ???
Zhou Bo was naturally familiar with the snake skin in Lu Cha's hand.
After all, he was watching next to the master when he killed and skinned the snake last night.
But Lu Cha's reaction made Zhou Bo carefully confirm it again:
"Ms. Lin, are you going to use them to make bags?"
Lu Cha nodded seriously: "This color will definitely make you look brighter when you carry it on your back!"
“…”
Zhou Bo was silent.
For some reason, he now had a strong premonition.
Miss Lin will definitely be Mr.'s nemesis.
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