The first food stall in the wasteland

Chapter 468: Don’t move, give me a kiss (second update)

This is Shen Luchuo's first year since he came here.

No matter what others think, she personally values ​​this Chinese New Year.

During the holiday yesterday, she prepared a new year's gift for each employee, more for regular employees and less for probationary employees.

Shen Lu slept in peace of mind since he didn't have to go to work, and got up slowly after ten o'clock.

Just take a bite and wait for lunch.

Cai Su came over to discuss the menu for the New Year's Eve dinner with her.

"Boss, do you think eighteen dishes are enough?"

"Okay, just eighteen. It's best if everyone participates. It's the New Year and it'll be lively."

The two of them murmured and decided on the menu, which they will prepare starting today.

Shen Lu is only responsible for the eight most difficult dishes, and the other ten dishes are made by other people in the store.

Regardless of whether it is good or bad, it brings an end to this year.

It was a cloudy day on New Year's Eve, and Shen Lu got up early in the morning.

She led Xiao Lang to put up Spring Festival couplets and window grilles, and directed Ye Fan to hang up red lanterns. Suddenly, the flavor of the New Year came up.

"It's been a long time since I've had a decent New Year." Ye Fan lamented.

The life of a mercenary is very rough, and they don't have the energy or time to do these things.

I didn't think it was anything before, but after spending time with Shen Lu this year, Ye Fan suddenly felt that he should be treated well during the New Year.

Huo Qian stuck her head out and said, "Ye Fan, don't be in a daze, come over and pound the beef."

"Okay, here we go."

Ye Fan put on an apron and went into the kitchen, picked up two steel rods and beat the beef to make beef balls.

Xiao Lang likes such a lively atmosphere very much. He is running around wearing a red cotton jacket and has unlimited energy.

Cai Su was the big housekeeper and didn't have time to watch his son all the time. He could only tell him to be careful not to fall or knock over things.

Fucheng took the trouble to ask Shen Lu for tips on steaming eggs with shrimps. He planned to make this dish for the New Year's Eve dinner.

"No, brother!" Shen Lu couldn't help himself, "You've asked me ten times, but if it doesn't work, go ahead and prepare the ingredients. I'll keep an eye on the steamer for you, okay?"

"Thanks, but I think it's better to do it all myself."

Shen Lu:......

Wu Jun came over with a face full of flour, "Boss Shen, do you think I can make peace with you?"

He was also holding a washbasin in his arms, which was all sticky.

"What do you think?" Shen Lu asked.

"I feel a little sticky."

"That means you put too much water in!"

"Oh, let me add some noodles."

If there is too much water, add noodles, and if there is too much noodles, add water. Wu Jun repeated this several times, and the dough multiplied into a second pot, but he still could not get the right dough.

In the end, it was Deng Ying who came over to help and ended the farce of dough propagation.

It was a bumpy day, but fortunately, the New Year's Eve dinner was all served. Everyone sat around the table, and Shen Lu turned on the TV screen projection.

The world hasn’t held a Spring Festival Gala in ten years, and there won’t be one this year either.

Shen Lu was a little regretful, but the TV still had to be on, not for watching, but to add to the atmosphere.

"Everyone has worked hard this year." Shen Lu raised the cup, "I hope we will get better and better every year. I wish everyone all the best and all your wishes will come true."

Everyone toasted and said various auspicious words. After clinking glasses, they took chopsticks to eat.

Fucheng tilted his head slightly, his eyes falling on Shen Lu's face.

He prefers this kind of cheerful and harmonious Nian to the strict and cold Nian in the family.

Of course, what's more important is that she is here.

Year after year, he wanted to spend time with her.

People feel refreshed when happy events happen, and Shen Lu inevitably gets drunk.

At first he could talk nonsense, but later he collapsed in a chair and couldn't sit up. Fucheng took the lead and picked her up, "She's a little drunk. I'll send her up to have a rest."

After that, regardless of other people's reactions, he took people directly to the elevator.

Wu Jun clicked his tongue and complained to Huo Qian in a low voice: "The boss is really hopeless."

Huo Qian drank the fruit wine and said, "Whoever told him not to come back during the New Year deserves to be robbed."

The elevator was very fast and we reached the top floor in a few seconds.

Fucheng walked out of the elevator, and the girl in his arms suddenly grabbed his collar, pressing her warm cheek to his chest, ironing his skin through the thin shirt.

"hot."

Shen Lu mumbled unconsciously, his little mouth raised, looking very aggrieved.

Fucheng put her on the bed and planned to twist a towel to wipe her, but when he turned around, his wrist suddenly tightened.

"Don't... don't go." Shen Lu's eyes were half-opened, filled with water.

Fucheng explained patiently: "I'll get you a towel to wipe it with. It will make you feel more comfortable."

"No." Shen Lu staggered, grabbed his arm and rushed towards him, pressing his hot face against his chest again, wrapping his hands around the man's waist and letting out a comfortable sigh.

"I want you."

Fucheng's mind exploded, and his whole body muscles tensed.

He kept telling himself that Shen Lu was drunk and all his actions now were out of instinct and did not mean anything.

But there was a villain in his heart who kept refuting him.

——Is it really just instinct? Then why doesn't she hug anyone else but only you?

——You are an unmarried couple, so it is normal for something to happen.

——Are you sure you want to waste this opportunity?

Fucheng held the girl's shoulders, pushed her away slightly, and coaxed her gently, "You're drunk."

"I'm not drunk!" Shen Lu's eyes suddenly widened, "I'm not drunk at all, I can still walk in a straight line!"

Then he got out of bed and insisted on showing Fucheng.

Fucheng couldn't defeat her and could only let her make trouble.

Before taking two steps, Shen Lu leaned towards the ground and Fucheng could only hold him in his arms.

Shen Lu's waving little hands accidentally pulled off a few buttons of his shirt, and his shirt, which had only one button unbuttoned, instantly opened to his chest.

"Hehe." Shen Lu hugged his waist tightly and buried his face on Fucheng's chest. "I never thought that one day I would be able to live a life of burying my chest."

Fucheng:......

Why do you feel like you're being taken advantage of by a pervert?

As he led the people towards the bed, they tripped over something and both of them fell on the bed.

Of course, with Fucheng's current skills, this outcome can be avoided.

But he didn't want to avoid it, and if possible, he wanted to go further.

But taking advantage of others' danger is not his style.

When he was stunned, Shen Lu climbed on top of him and clung to him like an octopus.

"Male Bodhisattva, are you a New Year's gift from God to me?"

Shen Lu murmured, holding his face and chirping, "You are so good-looking, you are my type."

Fucheng's heart was choked, and his muscles were so stiff that they ached.

He didn't want to take advantage of others, but Shen Lu did whatever he wanted.

"Your lips are beautiful and kissable." Shen Lu had no idea what she was doing. She was drunk and couldn't distinguish between dreams and reality. She thought these were all her imagination. Whatever she thought in her mind, her body would How to do it.

"Don't move, give me a kiss, um... I'll be nice to you."

Shen Lu didn't know the so-called nonsense, so he leaned over and kissed her.

A kiss wasn't enough, so he gave me a light bite.

It’s not easy. I finally took a bite.