The stunning cold emperor is cute

Chapter 1217

Yun Shu hurriedly grabbed the side of the car, "Uh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Seeing that the drivers were two foreigners, one black and one white, she said again: "Sorry, sorry."

Except for the driver who was driving, who had to concentrate on driving, it took a long time for the remaining three people to come back to their senses.They are amazing.It's not that I've never seen a beautiful woman, but I've never seen someone like Yun Shu.The skin is as fair as freshly squeezed milk, absolutely no powder applied, the eyebrows are not painted but curved, the lips are not rubbed but vermilion, and the posture and temperament are as ingenious and magnificent as those in ancient paintings.

Among them, the white man stood up first, bowed to the gentleman in Yunshu, and said, "Vettel, Miss Yun." He spoke fluent Chinese.

Yun Shu looked at Vettel, he was a standard handsome Caucasian guy with blond hair, blue eyes, high nose and thin face.His voice was a little familiar, and I remembered it—it was the person who talked to Zi Yan in the living room when he was in the hotel.

Bending slightly, "Hello."

The black man is not very fluent in Chinese, but he can understand what he said, "Jack, Miss Yun is good."

Yun Shu replied, "Hello."

"Ito Shang." It seems to be a local, but it turns out to be Japanese.Zhao Yunshu nodded and leaned over.

Yun Shu nodded in return, "Yun Shu."

And the driver said: "Lin Li, from Kyoto. Miss Yun is so beautiful."

Yun Shu smiled and said, "Thank you, Mr. Lin is also very handsome."

"A rare beauty." Vettel said... It turns out that King likes this kind of beauty, where can I find it?

"Where are we going?" Yun Shu asked.

Vettel replied, "Go to Xinjiang."

"Xinjiang? Why don't you take a plane, isn't it faster?"

Vettel smiled and didn't answer.

Yun Shu suddenly remembered Zi Yan's first name.

What is an arms dealer doing in a sensitive area that is constantly fighting for independence?It's okay to be found out, maybe you will be deported.

The craving smell of sauced meat floated through the open door.

Vettel and the others looked into the carriage.

Who is cooking and eating?
Jack's Adam's apple grunted.

From Yun Shu's position, Zi Yan could be seen kneading the dough.

...Do you want to make hand-rolled noodles?

He said to the four of them: "Nice to meet you, we'll talk later." Smiling, he carried Xiaoyan back to the carriage.

And when she smiled, she looked dumbfounded at the three people who were not driving.Lin Li regretted it very much, why did he switch shifts with Jack just now.

Vettel said: "Isn't King cooking?" His face was incredible.

Ito Shang said: "Miss Yun doesn't smell of smoke oil, she can only be king."

Jack licked his full and thick lips, "I really want to try the king's craftsmanship."

"Authentic Zhajiangmian taste!" Lin Li was also hungry.

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"Zi Lang, just cook some spaghetti and the like." Yun Shu looked at his beautiful hands, which had a lot of flour on them.

Zi Yan put the kneaded noodles aside and Gai Er woke up, "Don't you like it?"

Yun Shu said: "How come. I like it very much. I like it very much. However, I will roll the noodles in a while. This is a technical job, and you have never done it before. I can still make pasta."

Zi Yan did not agree, washed his hands carefully, washed off the flour mud between his fingers, and said: "You can taste the saltiness of the meat sauce."

Yun Shu looked at the sauce in the pot through the glass lid, and turned off the medium heat to low heat, "Simmer for half an hour, and you can add salt or sugar at that time."

Zi Yan's thin lips hooked lightly, "You know how to cook."

(End of this chapter)