Miss Tan, why did you suddenly come to such a deep mountain and old forest? "
"Uh... Let's investigate a case." Tan Wan lowered his head slightly, "I forgot to check the address before I came here, and I didn't think so far..."
Li Jue didn't speak a word all the way, and the car was filled with low pressure.
The car drove for more than an hour, and it was late in the conversation before we saw the roof of the manor.
Finally arriving home, she had never looked forward to returning to the manor more than now.
The car had just entered the gate of the manor, and before it stopped, Tanwan was ready to open the door and jump out of the car.
Just as he was about to jump, the man behind him grabbed his arm and said in a rather dissatisfied tone: "You are so anxious to stay away from me?"
"No, no." I don't know if it was a head cramp or something, but Tan Wan opened her mouth and made up another reason, "It's cold, I was thinking of going back and making some pear soup to keep you away from the cold~"
Li Jue said nothing, and the car stopped while the two of them were talking.
As soon as he let go, Tan Wan got out of the car and ran into the building without looking back.
"Miss Tan must be afraid that you will be cruel to her, so she avoids you like this." Butler Yang spoke for her.
"Yeah." Li Jue said.
Tan Wan ran all the way upstairs and returned to her room. Before she could take a few breaths, she heard Li Jue knocking on her door.
It's over, it's over, Tan Wan's heart surges.
I lied to Li Jue, now he must be coming to investigate!
What to do, what to do, Tan Wan anxiously circled around the room.
But as the knocking on the door outside the house got louder and louder, Tanwan couldn't hold his breath any longer. He quickly untied his hair rope, draped his hair loosely over his shoulders, changed his clothes into pajamas, and was ready. Went and opened the door.
Tan Wan opened the door a little, only his head looking out.
She yawned and said, "It's so late, I'm going to sleep..."
After saying that, he was about to close the door, but Li Jue grabbed his arm and was dragged out of the room.
No matter what, first of all, you must show your most sincere attitude!
In a panic, Tan Wan hurriedly put his hands together and stretched them to his head, lowering his head.
"I was wrong, I was wrong, I shouldn't have lied to you, I was afraid that you would think too much.
Writer Xie and I have nothing to do at all. He, he, he likes the type of Officer Xia Zhiyue, and I have nothing to do with him at all! "
Li Jue's voice was cold, he stared at the woman in front of him for a moment, and then said calmly: "Make me pear soup."
"...What?" Tan Wan raised his head slightly, revealing a pair of ghostly eyes, "Making pear soup?"
Li Jue didn't say anything, but grabbed her hand and pulled her downstairs.
She was about to cry at night, so she just found an excuse to get out. How could she make pear soup? ?
"I can't buy the materials tonight, let's talk about it tomorrow."
"Everything is ready for you." Li Jue didn't let her get out of his hand and took her downstairs.
Tan Wan followed Li Jue downstairs and came to the kitchen. Two large bags of Dangshan pear and rock candy were neatly placed on the table.
"Let's cook." Li Jue took her to the kitchen, folded his hands in front of him, and stood leaning against the door railing, looking at her.
Being pushed to the head, there is no turning back.
Facing these two things, Tan Wan pursed her lips and thought: "What is the first step..."
Li Jue stared at her with hot eyes and panicked. Tan Wan pushed him out of the kitchen: "You go out and wait. I don't like to be stared at when I'm cooking!"
After driving the person out and closing the kitchen door, she quickly took out her mobile phone to check how to make pear soup.
Follow the step-by-step tutorial, first peel off the skin of Dangshan pear.
In the past, when we ate fruits at night, we either ate them without peeling them or peeled them with an automatic peeler.
But she rummaged through all the cabinets in the kitchen and felt that there probably wasn't anything like that here.
She turned her attention to the fruit knife, picked it up, and imitated the image of her mother peeling fruit for herself, holding the pear in one hand and the knife in the other.
There is no heating in the south, so the kitchen is already cold.
After the pear was washed with cold water from the faucet, there were still bitterly cold water stains on the surface. After holding it in the hand for a long time, the fingers soon became red and icy from the cold.
"It's really unlucky. How could I say something like making pear soup for him, asking for trouble!" Tan Wan secretly reviewed while peeling, "If I had known, I would have said to make him a cup of ginger tea to ward off the cold... ....”
Tan Wan lost his concentration and accidentally cut his hand with the knife used to peel the fruit.
It was probably too cold. Her fingers were so frozen that she lost all feeling. She didn't feel any pain the moment she scratched her finger.
It wasn't until he saw blood dripping on the chopping board that Tan Wan noticed that his finger had been cut and blood was dripping down his finger.
It happened that Butler Yang was worried and came to the kitchen to check on the situation of the evening party.
"Hey, why are you so careless?" Butler Yang took out a band-aid from a small cabinet in the kitchen, "The blade is not shallow!"
"It's okay." Tan Wan rinsed the wound with pure water, took the band-aid from Butler Yang, wrapped his finger, and picked up the fruit knife again.
"You can rest and I'll do the rest." Butler Yang smiled and added, "Sir, he's back in the study. He won't find out."
Although I can do this, I don't want to take credit for other people's hard work.
Tan Wan shook his head: "Uncle Yang, help me peel the pears, or I'll cook them. It's getting late and you have to go home."
I glanced at the clock on the wall and saw it was almost midnight.
Since Miss Tan said so, Butler Yang did not refuse: "Okay then."
Butler Yang was peeling the fruit. While peeling, he did not forget to teach him the technique of peeling the fruit late: "The edge of the knife should be flatter. It is easier to push it with your thumb. If the knife edge gets stuck in the pulp, it will stop."
Tan Wan saw that Butler Yang was so skilled and asked again: "Uncle Yang must have peeled fruit for him in the past, right?" He was talking about Li Jue.
Hearing this, Butler Yang smiled softly: "Sir, he doesn't like fruit."
"How could it be? After he heard about pear soup just now, he just dragged me downstairs to cook it for him!"
"That's because Miss Tan, you promised your husband to cook it for him, and he kept it in mind, so he insisted on eating it."
Butler Yang had lived with this young lady for a short time, but he also discovered that she was a fool when it came to relationships.
Afraid that she might not understand the point of this statement, Butler Yang added, "The point is not about pears, but about you, Miss Tan."
Tan Wan: "He just likes to tease me in different ways."
Butler Yang smiled again: "I have been with Mr. Li for more than ten years.
My husband doesn't like people to spend the night in the manor. Except for Dr. Jiang, my husband has never brought anyone else back.
Miss Tan, do you understand? "
"Understand what?" Tan Wan couldn't understand.
Butler Yang wants to say that Li Jue is aloof and unreasonable?
"You may not think that your husband often interacts with people, but in fact he has connections in all walks of life. If you want to kill someone, you don't need to do it yourself.
In the same way, he would not take that person back to the manor and keep him with him just because he wanted to monitor someone. "
