sliced ​​cheese

Zhuang Qiubai couldn't answer him, so he took the empty glass in front of him and poured him a glass of lemonade.

In the past 48 hours, he has performed two cycles, followed Jiang Yunchuan to restaurants twice, and had two meals.Every time you leave the restaurant after the end, no matter what time you fall asleep, you wake up at the moment when you are woken up by the housekeeper.

The system did not make new throws, which showed that this meal was not what Jiang Yunchuan longed for the most in his heart.However, his excitement value has always been in a high state, and it will rise again soon after it drops occasionally.

The manager of the restaurant brought up the cold spell without spices and placed it between the two of them. Apart from the exquisite presentation of the dish, there were not many highlights.The artificially cultivated fruit is like the drink produced the day after tomorrow. It is peeled and shelled, seedless and seedless, and crystal clear flesh and blood grow on the grafted branches, which can be eaten after being picked off.If you don't like this taste, you can also adjust it through the database of the cultivation base.

This restaurant uses the fragrance of passion fruit, and another restaurant can inject the sweetness of cherries.

Zhuang Qiubai remembers that this cultivation technique was just an experiment when he was a child, and it was really put on the table in less than 20 years.

More and more people are beginning to pursue the convenience of technology, but without the taste of lychee, it always seems nondescript.Some people will find it delicious, after all, the taste is better and richer.But some people find it unpalatable, such as Jiang Yunchuan.

When he saw this dish for the first time, he obviously backed away, his eyes couldn't stop the disgust, and he even frowned slightly. Although he returned to normal in a blink of an eye, Zhuang Qiubai still noticed it.This is a detail that he would never have noticed before.Even though they often ate at the same table after marriage, Zhuang Qiubai never paid attention to Jiang Yunchuan's likes and dislikes.

He guessed that Jiang Yunchuan's taste was similar to his, on the sweeter side.

Because whether it is breakfast or dinner, there will be more than three sweet dishes on the table at home. Few home-cooked dishes can make so many sweet dishes. At least his friends like salty or spicy.For example, Liao Wenjie likes spicy food very much, and he likes everything spicy.But Zhuang Qiubai couldn't eat any of it, maybe it would cause irritation, and some red and itchy rashes appeared on his body, which would take several days to subside.

So don't look at him and Liao Wenjie growing up together, but they will never eat together.

It was a very lucky thing to be able to eat with Jiang Yunchuan. After all, the marriage of two people is just a contract, and he lives in Jiang's house, so he can only be regarded as a guest.Guests shouldn't have too many demands. He even thought that if the two of them couldn't eat together, he would usually eat more in the staff restaurant and deal with it when he went home.After all, it is very impolite not to occupy the kitchen as a guest.

In the past two days, he has been looking for the reason why Jiang Yunchuan didn't like that dish, and found that the problem was not with the fruit, but with a layer of strong spices sprinkled on it, which made him feel pungent.

Today I specifically told the manager not to let it go.

Sure enough, when the cold spell without the spices was served again, Jiang Yunchuan didn't react at all, and even tasted it with a piece of cut fruit.

"How does it taste?" Zhuang Qiubai asked.

"Average." Jiang Yunchuan replied without any ups and downs, took a sip of lemonade, and said lightly: "It's too sweet."

sweet?

Zhuang Qiubai was startled, and asked, "You don't like sweets?"

"I don't like it." Jiang Yunchuan said, "It's very boring."

"Then why... most of the dishes at home are sweet?"

Jiang Yunchuan blinked quickly, the chopsticks in his hand were not held, and almost fell to the ground.

The dashboard, which does not need to carry too much emotion, began to work normally again. Zhuang Qiubai knew that he was very nervous at this time, but he heard him say very calmly: "That's a problem with the kitchen."

"..."

After speaking, he went to the bathroom with an excuse, leaving Zhuang Qiubai sitting alone, looking at the unfinished lychees on the opposite plate.

The lychee had been cut very small, but he thought it was too sweet, so he only ate half of it.

Zhuang Qiubai wanted to continue asking.

Of course he would not believe that it was the kitchen's problem. After all, all the servants in Jiang's family were serving Jiang Yunchuan, and the master didn't like sweet food. How could the aunt in the kitchen cook so many sweet dishes and put them on the table? ?

But the tension on the data panel could not subside for a long time. Zhuang Qiubai turned his head and saw Jiang Yunchuan's lingering figure behind the pillar near the piano.After hesitating for a while, he took the initiative to walk over, "Do you want to go to the window to see the scenery?"

"What's interesting." Jiang Yunchuan didn't expect him to come over, he kept staring at his watch, probably counting down the clock, and planned to make up 5 minutes before going back.

Zhuang Qiubai said: "I chose this restaurant to eat, isn't it just to see the scenery?"

Jiang Yunchuan turned his face aside: "No intention."

"Oh." Zhuang Qiubai nodded slightly, and asked with a smile, "Why are you so sure?"

"I......."

"Isn't the restaurant ordered by the butler?"

"..."

"Maybe he just wants us to see the scenery? Or is it because you let him decide..."

"It's not me." Jiang Yunchuan looked at him for a few seconds, said nothing, and walked directly to the viewing area specially planned by the restaurant.

There is no dining table there, only two or three lounge chairs, and two astronomical telescopes.

Nowadays, it is very difficult to see the stars above the city. Zhuang Qiubai liked to study astronomy and geography and explore the mysteries of the universe when he was in college.He even joined the astronomical club, although he didn't show up much, but it didn't prevent him from being a member of the club.But he joined too many clubs at that time, such as basketball club, ski club, guitar club, calligraphy club and even dance club.

Speaking of which, it wasn't that he and Jiang Yunchuan didn't have any intersections before they got married.

Strictly speaking, they are from the same university, but Jiang Yunchuan seems to be only a name in a certain engineering department and rarely appears.

Zhuang Qiubai didn't know that they were former alumni until after graduation.

The sound of the piano gradually stopped, and the long-haired girl in a black dress, holding a violin, walked to the piano to change shifts.

Jiang Yunchuan stood in front of the window and watched the night scene for a while, the emotional panel was still in a tense state, Zhuang Qiubai was thinking about how to relax him, when a cheerful melody sounded from behind.

It's Mozart's Minuet in D Major.

Zhuang Qiubai thought for a while, then turned around suddenly, and stretched out a hand to him.

"Want to dance?"

There was a "beep", I don't know if it was an illusion, the medical panel seemed to vibrate strongly, Zhuang Qiubai blinked, and asked again: "Want to dance?"

Jiang Yunchuan was expressionless and hesitated for a long time, as if he was unwilling.

Just as Zhuang Qiubai was about to withdraw his hand, he nodded immediately and quickly grabbed his palm.

After ten o'clock, there were only the two of them left in the restaurant. Accompanied by the melodious tune of the violin, Zhuang Qiubai asked, "Can you?"

Jiang Yunchuan: "Yes."

Zhuang Qiubai: "Really? No, I can teach you..."

Jiang Yunchuan: "Yes."

"But......."

"Ok?"

"You stepped on my foot..."

"Oh." Jiang Yunchuan removed the carefully selected leather shoes from Zhuang Qiubai's feet, and said coldly, "Sorry."

"It's okay." Zhuang Qiubai didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he wanted to dance to relax Jiang Yunchuan, but who would have thought that he seemed even more nervous.