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A'Zhou was shocked speechless.

"He's a classmate of mine from university. He's been my partner for seven years. He's been sleeping with me for the sake of a woman." Lu Guihang was depressed. He sat down on the sofa, picked up the potato chips from the table and stuffed them into his mouth.

"He cooks super delicious food!" He whined again, his big pretty eyes filled with moisture, looking like he had nothing to live for.

A'Zhou couldn't help reaching out his hand and stroking his head. She had a red-brown Maltese cub and had always liked Lil 'Yellow, who lived next door to her. Later, when Lil' Yellow ran away with another dog, it also had a look of despair in its eyes.

"They really eloped?" she asked.

"Yes."

"Where did you go?"

"We went back to our hometown together."

"Idiot, this isn't called eloping!" She did not know whether to laugh or to cry. A bachelor dog like you doesn't know anything, so don't spout nonsense! "

"I don't care! I don't have a script left! " Lu Guihang laid down on the sofa, moaning in despair, "I'm going to break even more today! Ten years out of the world, the legend of Lu Guihang's return was about to come to an end! Do you understand this kind of feeling? I don't have anyone to make food, and now I have to make more! "

"No, there's still time."

"There's no time! My eyesight isn't good, I can't complete the update without an assistant! I usually draw sketches, and he helps me fine-tune the colors! "

A'Zhou took a deep breath, feeling full of a sacred sense of purpose, "So you called me here today, is it to ask me to help you color it?"

"No." Lu Guihang shook his head and looked at her expectantly with his wet eyes. "Can you cook beef fried rice? I ordered takeout for two days, but I still couldn't eat the taste that Ali made, like carrots and green beans. "

A'Zhou couldn't understand. Why was there a person who could cry and say that he was going to break even more, then turn his attention to the beef fried rice in the next second?

Alright, perhaps to a foodie, there are only two types of things in the world. The tasty ones and the untasty ones.

In short, from the moment she entered the kitchen, Lu Guihang had swept away his previous worries and followed her with great interest. He had been looking forward to it, and from time to time, he would ask some questions that he considered very important.

"How much beef did you put in there?"

"Half, is it not enough?"

"Mm, it's all gone. Put it down."

"Oh?" A'Zhou rolled his eyes at him. After the meal, I'll help you draw a draft. You can make a sketch, and I'll help you perfect the details. "You've been improving for the past ten years, it's such a pity that you ended it today."

"You can't draw."

"Why can't I do it?" She flew into a rage, "No matter what, I, Xue Zhongchen, am ranked second in the sales rankings!"

"No composition, no sense of color." Lu Guihang chewed on his potato chips, his mouth a little slurred. "Are you chopping onions?"

"Right."

"Don't put that on, I don't like onions."

A - Zhou put the onion back in the fridge. " Why don't you tell me why I can't compose it? "

"Too old-fashioned, stuck in the frame of mind. Do you cut beef fillets or beef grits? "

"Beef filament."

"Beef grains, I guess." Beef grains, I guess.

"I've cut them all."

"Let's change it. I like the feeling of saying it one at a time." Lu Hui insisted.

Ah Zhou rolled his eyes at him and took the sliced beef and put it back on the knife.

When the two bowls of beef fried rice were served, Lu Guihang couldn't help but cheer. He said with a beaming smile, "You're so nice. Even the Alai didn't fry that much."

"Stop dreaming, this bowl is mine." She had been so hungry all morning that she sat across from him and gulped him down.

Lu Guihang let out an aggrieved "Oh".

While he was focused on eating, A-Zhou peeked at him. He was really pretty. He had a model figure, handsome and exquisite facial features, and especially those eyes. Although they were useless, they were pretty enough. The way he looked at the Egg Fried Rice was like two deep lakes. And because of his poor eyesight, everyone seemed to have a kind of blurred sexiness.

His company had given him a position of being an aloof and beautiful woman, it was clear that they had good taste.

"Are your eyelashes planted? Why are they so long?" Ah Zhou suddenly asked.

"What?"

"No …." "Nothing." Ah Zhou lowered his head to eat his meal, feeling envy, jealousy and hatred in his heart.

"I'm done eating. Delicious." Lu Guihang pushed his plate away, wiped his mouth with a tissue, and returned to his cold and inviolable appearance of a god.

"Now let's talk about compensation." he said gravely.

"You mean glasses?" "No problem, I'll go with you to get a new set later."

"Glasses are only a small part of it. In fact, you not only knocked out my glasses, but also knocked out my luck. I've had bad luck ever since I met you. My glasses are broken, my hand is fractured, and my assistant is gone. I'm going to break even more soon. "

Lu Guihang folded his arms across his chest and confidently said as he looked at her, "Xue Zhongchen, don't you feel that you should make up for all of this?"

Ah Zhou was stunned. "How do you want me to make it up?"

"Be my assistant, wash my clothes, cook my meals, clean my house, and bring my sketches."

"Lu Guihang, this is extortion!"

"You said you were going to compensate me!"

"But you said I couldn't draw!"

"You can't draw, but I can teach you." He patiently comforted her, "Let me give you some pointers. You'll be able to improve very quickly. How many people have begged me to be my disciple? I didn't even give them a chance."

"Ha, do you take me for a free worker? I offered to draw for you just now, but you're looking down on me. Now you're making up a bunch of reasons for me to be your assistant? Lu Guihang, what are you planning? "

Lu Guihang took a deep breath, his beautiful eyes flashing with an indescribable radiance.

"In fact, I admire you." he said.

"Appreciate me?"

"You're very smart." He pointed to the plate. "You put cumin in the beef and it's so much better than what Ali cooked. I think you're very suitable to be my assistant!"

"Lu Guihang, you glutton. I see that what you need is not an assistant, but a chef!"

"Then are you going to do it?"

"F * ck!" A Zhuo said fiercely.