My old attack is the giant

Wu Li thought he had seen through Jiang Ziwen's inconsistency as a scumbag, and when he saw Jiang Ziwen at work the next morning, he began to sigh.

"Oh, it's for a thank-you banquet."

"That's all."

"It has nothing to do with dating."

"You're a bachelor, you've been blind all day long..."

His voice was not low, and several people nearby heard it.

Jiang Ziwen heard it too, and couldn't help being amused. While washing his hands, he turned his head to look at him, "What are you doing here again, you weird BB?"

The lobby manager also said, "That's right, Wu Li, what are you talking about?"

"Cough cough."

Wu Li showed Jiang Ziwen an expression that you understand me.

Jiang Ziwen looked disgusted, "Bewitched, right?"

Several people around laughed.

Wu Li squinted at Jiang Ziwen, and said in his heart that he still pretends to be a fool with me, and see if I can subdue you with one move!

He raised his left index finger, waved it around in front of Jiang Ziwen, and slowly put it into his mouth.

The lobby manager and others were so disgusted that they walked away in disgust.

Jiang Ziwen understood what he meant, and his expression was a little unnatural, "You misunderstood."

"I misunderstood? I have seen it with my own eyes, can it be called a misunderstanding???"

"I burned my fingers."

Wu Li hummed in his heart, he was so small, he still spoke in a set manner, "Where is the scar?"

Jiang Ziwen stretched out his left index finger, with a waterproof Band-Aid on it.

"Who are you bluffing, the Band-Aid is torn off."

"you sure?"

"Sure!"

Jiang Ziwen raised his eyebrows slightly, and stared at him intently, which meant that it was enough to endure you once, and you dare to challenge me, you boy is dead.

He carefully tore off the Band-Aid and stretched out his index finger for Wu Li to check.

Wu Li took a closer look, and immediately raised his chin, like Dou Sheng's rooster, "Seeing is believing, Chef, you are too unkind."

Jiang Ziwen was stunned for a moment, then withdrew his hand and looked, unexpectedly...

No scars at all.

How come there are no scars?

Wu Li hummed proudly.

"That's why men are reliable, and sows can climb trees. Brothers and sisters, you can't trust a man's words, you know, especially those who are good-looking and capable like our chef..."

Wu Li was still yelling, but Jiang Ziwen's thoughts couldn't help but drift away.

Yesterday, he was invited to cook roasted whole lamb for Chiyou.

It's also amazing, he thought the ingredients in Shanhai Manor were extremely delicious, but he didn't expect that the sheep brought by Chiyou was even more delicious than Shanhai Manor!Even he, a cook who claims to have tasted all the delicacies in the world, couldn't help but salivate.

After the roasted whole lamb was cooked, he began to remove the meat.

Probably the aroma of the food affected his judgment, and his fingers accidentally touched the hot iron frame, and the skin was peeled off at that time, and it was bright red.

With ten fingers connected to his heart, his face turned pale from the pain.

He has been very careful to protect his hand, and now it hurts.

His first reaction was to go downstairs to get a band-aid for burns, but Chiyou put his finger in his mouth without saying a word.

Whether the hand still hurts or not, I can't feel it anymore, I can only feel that the wound is wrapped gently, hot and sticky.

He was surprised and puzzled.

This should only be done by people who are close to each other.He and Chiyou have only met four times in total, why is he willing to do this?

Isn't it dirty?

Doesn't he like women?

Or, Chiyou has no specific requirements for the gender of the other half?Did he actually have other ideas about him?

He didn't ask the question.

When Chiyou let go of his finger, he forced a calm smile and said thank you, and said that there is a Band-Aid on the second floor.

Chiyou accompanied him down, took a band-aid and stuck it on his finger, seeing that his face was not looking well, and told him not to worry, it would be fine tomorrow.

At that time, he only thought that Chiyou was comforting him, so he nodded indiscriminately.After all, even with the advancement of medical technology nowadays, it will not take six or seven hours to completely recover from the burn.

but……

He checked it over and over.

The finger did heal, just as Chiyo said.

But how did Chiyou know that his hand could heal today?The reason why the scald can heal quickly is also related to Chiyou?And yesterday's sheep, why is it so delicious?

There are too many doubts in his heart.

But thinking of the magic of his own manor, the above doubts do not seem to be unanswerable.

He doesn't intend to dwell on the issue.

He was recruited by the general manager. If the general manager is willing to tell him the secrets of the manor, he will listen. If he doesn't want to tell him, he won't get to the bottom of it.

Since Wu Li couldn't explain what happened last night clearly, Jiang Ziwen simply stopped talking to him.

"That's the truth. If you don't believe me, ask Chiyou yourself."

Wu Li choked, he didn't dare to ask Chiyou, he could only go back to his cooking table in despair.

Because he always recalled Chiyou's ambiguous behavior last night, Jiang Ziwen was a little absent-minded all day long.

After finally surviving the dinner, Jiang Ziwen took off his top hat, took off his apron, leaned against the edge of the cooking table, opened the chat box with Chiyou, and wanted to send him something.

【What are you doing? 】

After typing these words, he immediately deleted them. He was not familiar with Chiyou, so asking such a question would make people feel like being interrogated and would be annoying.

[Want to eat something tonight? 】

Too deliberate, not good.delete.

[The burn on the finger really healed. 】

It seems more natural to say that.

The message is sent out.

Instead of being appeased, Jiang Ziwen's restless heart became more and more uneasy because he frequently checked the news to see if he got a reply.

Other employees left one after another, and Wu Li invited him to play cards together, but he also refused.

He sat alone in the restaurant and waited from nine o'clock in the evening until almost eleven o'clock, during which he checked the news no less than a hundred times, and in the end even he himself found it funny.

He is already 28, and it's not the first time he has feelings for someone, even like a young boy who just fell in love.

The sound of the elevator door opening came from outside the restaurant.

Jiang Ziwen stood up immediately, and the tall, sweaty man walked in steadily, and Jiang Ziwen smiled.

"I met you several times at this time and you are sweating profusely. Did you go to exercise?"

"That's it."

Chiyou walked to the cooking table, his eyes fell on the sizzling iron plate.

"Fried small yellow croaker, freshly caught ingredients in the manor, I want to try it first to see how it tastes. I accidentally made too much, can you help me eat?"

In fact, it's not that he did too much, he specially prepared it for Chiyou.

But he didn't want to say that, it would make him appear too humble.

Chiyou didn't say anything, and sat on the high stool in front of the cooking table, with his arms naturally placed on his bent thighs, feeling full of strength.

Jiang Ziwen skillfully put the small yellow croaker on a plate and pushed it in front of Chiyou.

The small yellow croaker was charred on the outside and tender on the inside, and the skin shattered when the chopsticks touched it lightly, revealing the snow-white fish inside.

Chiyou was so strong that he didn't pick it up after he picked it up twice, so he just picked up the plate and swept it into his mouth, and ate all the fish meat without throwing up the fishbone.

Jiang Ziwen secretly hooked the corner of his mouth and packed the tableware.

"Upstairs?"

"Ah."

Jiang Ziwen went to the rest room to change clothes.

The two walked into the elevator room.

Jiang Ziwen looked at the constantly jumping floor numbers, and wanted to take the initiative to find some topics, but before he could speak, his hand was suddenly held by the other party.

Heart skipped a beat.

But soon Chiyu let go of him.

"No scars."

For a while, Jiang Ziwen couldn't tell what was going on in his heart, he was a little disappointed, but also a little happy.

He tried his best to ignore this complicated mood, trying to grasp this short time with the other party.

"I seldom see you, aren't you in the manor during the day?"

Chiyou responded, but didn't answer in depth, and didn't know whether to approve or deny Jiang Ziwen's statement.

Jiang Ziwen felt powerless as if he had hit the cotton with his fist.

He has an outstanding appearance and a cheerful personality since he was a child. No matter where he goes, he can easily gain the attention of others.

This is the first time that the two of them have shown their friendship several times but still can't get closer.

the next day.

Jiang Ziwen ran into Wu Li as soon as he went out.

Uncharacteristically, this guy was wearing a very festive red T-shirt. As soon as he saw Jiang Ziwen, he immediately chased after him to gossip like a dog seeing a meat bun.

"Chef, a colleague saw you and Mr. Chiyou last night."

"So you come back so late every night to wait for him in the restaurant?"

"You really haven't developed anything beyond friendship?"

"Are you holding hands?"

"Kiss?"

"Go to bed yet?"

"..."

Jiang Ziwen walked into the elevator without saying a word, and the guy was still asking questions endlessly, and he laughed angrily at his series of questions.

"I see that your usual workload is seriously undersaturated, and you have too much free time, so you have the energy to pay attention to gossip all day long. Starting today, you decide the dishes for three meals a day. The menu for the next week is tonight Just send it to me!"

Wu Li was stunned, with a pitiful look of being abandoned, "Chef, how could you treat me like this?"

Jiang Ziwen ignored him, walked out of the elevator, entered the lounge, and began to change clothes.

Wu Li leaned forward reluctantly, leaning against the locker with all his muscles, looked at him from the side, and asked pitifully, "Did you forget?"

"What do you want to say again?"

"Today is my birthday."

Jiang Ziwen stopped putting on his clothes, and the anger in his heart disappeared instantly.

Instead, a little guilt and embarrassment.

It has been five years since Wu Li joined his team. The two are like brothers, because Wu Li has always been a bachelor, and he helped organize every birthday in the past few years.

This year……

At the beginning, I was preparing for the taste of heaven, but later I found out that I was greened, and I led the team to switch to Wuzangshanjing, and then Wuzangshanjing became a Michelin three-star, and all kinds of peach blossoms came to me, and Chiyou...

There were so many things that he had completely forgotten about Wu Li's birthday.

He cleared his throat.

Wu Li understood immediately, and Lan Hua accused: "You really forgot! You treacherous and heartless man!"

Jiang Ziwen knew he was in the wrong, so he didn't confront him, avoiding his sight, first reported the situation to the general manager, and applied for the right to use the private room on the third floor.

The general manager replied in a timely manner, saying that there was no problem, and asked Jiang Ziwen to use various ingredients in the manor at will.

Jiang Ziwen thanked him, and sent a message to the restaurant staff group, asking everyone to go to Box 1 on the third floor after work at night to celebrate Wu Li's birthday.

The news received a positive response from colleagues.

Wu Li originally wanted to attack Jiang Ziwen, but Jiang Ziwen simply sent him a big red envelope, and Wu Li immediately bumped him with his shoulder while smiling.

"Thank you chef, I wish the chef a happy life."

"Screw you."

Wu Li walked out of the lounge, turned around when he reached the door, and scratched the door panel with a mean expression, "The menu..."

"Give it to me tomorrow."

"Master Chef!"

In the middle of the afternoon, Jiang Ziwen took a few people to the third floor to prepare.

Usually, the staff of the restaurant eat three meals a day with the guests, and it is the same tonight, so there is not a lot of food to prepare.

Jiang Ziwen is already very experienced in doing this. He made a cake himself, roasted a lamb and a piglet, and arranged for some fruit plates and drinks. Considering that most people have to go to work tomorrow, Alcohol is only low alcohol.

They also brought people to blow up balloons, tie ribbons, and post blessings, and the originally empty private room immediately became festive.

After preparing these, Jiang Ziwen remembered that he had prepared supper for Chiyou for several days in a row, fearing that Chiyou would be empty tonight, so he sent a message to Chiyou, telling him that they would celebrate Wu Li's birthday on the third floor at night.

After thinking about it, I added that I invited him to come and play too.

Chiyu didn't reply.

Jiang Ziwen is very concerned about whether his lover responds to the message in a timely manner, but thinking about his own identity, he has no position to demand Chiyou, so he can only accept it, and if he does not reply, he will not reply.

After the restaurant closed, a group of people went to the third floor.

Wu Liai was very lively, and he was also very good at creating an atmosphere. After a while, he started playing high music and dancing wildly.

As Wu Li's immediate boss, good brother, and organizer of the birthday party, Jiang Ziwen couldn't avoid such things. He was dragged into the middle of the box by Wu Li, and the box was full of his own people. Button up, lift up the hem of the clothes, and dance with Wu Li close to body.

Beauty is justice these days.

Jiang Ziwen looks handsome, and looks thin and fleshy when undressed.

Wu Li was about the same size as him and of average appearance, but he couldn't stand up to his muscular body.

The two men hugged each other and danced with affection, and soon became the center of the crowd, both men and women screamed excitedly.

This is what Chiyou saw when he came in.

In a dim room, under the flickering lights.

The handsome young man was wearing a white shirt with a single button unbuttoned, the clothes were wide open, and dogwood could be seen as he moved.

The hem of the shirt was tied in a knot, exposing the navel, and the lower body was wrapped in tight low-rise jeans, and the narrow waist was twisting on another man like a snake...