After the divorce, the ex-wife kept losing her vest

Chapter 140 Boys must learn to protect themselves (additional update)
It wasn't until Nan Song came in front of him that Si Zhe seemed to recognize the person in front of him.

"Why, I dyed my hair and you don't recognize me anymore?"

Nan Song said softly that she was having dinner with her company's employees today. Different from other social events, she came right after taking a shower at home with a plain face. Her hair was naturally blow-dried and scattered lazily and naturally on the side of her neck. .

The lighting effect of Shiwei Restaurant is famously good. It is comparable to the live broadcast lights of Internet celebrities. It has its own lighting effect, but it is also impressive.

Under this lamp, Nan Song's hair is as bright as a rose, and her skin is as smooth and white as a peeled egg. Her lips are really red and her teeth are white, and her muscles and bones are as smooth as ice. She looks even more like a fairy to the old aunties wearing heavy makeup around her. .

Si Zhe looked at Nan Song closely with his deer eyes, his handsome face showed a bit of stupidity, and he opened his mouth slightly, "Too..."

"Shh." Nan Song stopped him from calling him, "Call me sister."

Si Zhe pursed his lips and changed his words in time, "Sister!"

The master told him that the identity of the chef who is the successor of the Nansong Ding family is kept secret and cannot be known to outsiders, nor can he be called Grand Master Uncle casually outside.

This time "Sister" was shouted out, the young man really came back to his senses. He scratched his head, bared his white teeth, and said with some embarrassment, "I really didn't recognize you just now, I thought there was a little girl here." Woolen cloth."

"Hahaha……"

A string of laughter like silver bells came from the crowd of goblins, and the female designer who was over thirty years old said: "Little brother, our President Nan will be 25 years old this year, so of course she is a little girl."

Then he leaned over and asked, "How old are you? Are you still dissatisfied?"

There was another burst of laughter.

Si Zhe blushed at being teased by these female goblins. He raised his eyes and glanced at Nan Song, and said in an open voice, "I'm already twenty!"

"You're only twenty, so young. No wonder your face is so tender..."

As the female goblins were talking, they were about to poke their boss Si Zhe's face with their red-nailed hands, but Nan Song stepped forward and slapped them away one by one, "He is the one in charge of the kitchen tonight, and your stomachs are all in his hands. You have to have enough respect for the chef.”

After hearing this, everyone calmed down a little. After all, no one should offend anyone but the cook. What if he puts poison in the food or spits on it?
Nan Song took Si Zhe's hand and returned to the kitchen, "Come on, let me see what you are going to cook tonight."

Si Zhe looked at his wrist and felt dazed for a moment, as if a heat spread directly from his lower abdomen to his face, burning all the way to his ears. His blush just now was out of anger, but now he was downright shy.

Nan Song didn't notice anything was wrong. As soon as he entered the kitchen, he automatically let go of his hand, chatted with Ding Mingyang who was cooking, and decided on the dishes for the evening.

"Xiao Zhe, what are you stunned for? Your grand master uncle just happened to be here, why don't you hurry up and let her have a look?"

Master Ding really hates the fact that iron cannot become steel. This boy is usually very discerning. Why did he lose all his cleverness to Java when he met Grand Master Uncle?

"Oh, good."

Si Zhe came back to his senses, took the spatula from the master's hand in a hurry, and stir-fried it twice. In the end, he almost fried the vegetables, and he was so panicked.

Everything collapsed!
Ding Mingyang couldn't bear to watch anymore. He just wanted to kick him over and scold him a few words.

Nan Song interceded at the right moment and said, "Okay, stop scolding. Xiaozhe is probably frightened by the group of venomous snakes and beasts just now."

Then he smiled at Si Zhe and said, "There are a lot of female fairies out there. Boys must learn to protect themselves when they go out. Don't be seduced by others casually. Do you understand?"

Si Zhe nodded obediently and answered resolutely, "I know! I won't!"

What a good kid.Nan Song smiled gently and gave him a few pointers. Under such gentle instruction, Si Zhe quickly found his own rhythm and started doing it skillfully.

Ding Mingyang watched from the side. At first he was sweating for his little apprentice, but later he got a little annoyed.

Uncle Shi is much more patient when he teaches Xiaozhe than when he taught him back then. He speaks softly and softly. Could it be that he is really a relative from another generation?

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The kitchen was bustling, and it was even busier outside.

Most of the female designers are single aristocrats, and when they go crazy, they are really crazy. They drink wine, red wine, and beer against the bottle, and while eating and drinking, they hook up and sing.

"Let us live a chic and unrestrained life as companions in the world of mortals, ride horses and gallop to share the prosperity of the world, sing about the joy in our hearts when we sing about wine, and seize the youth with vigor..."

Nan Song sat on the main seat, cracking melon seeds, quietly watching their frenzy, nodding his head along with their singing.

After a while, a figure walked in at the door. As soon as Fu Yu stepped in, he raised his peach blossom eyes and said, "Hey, it's quite lively."

Designer Emma, ​​who was standing on a chair and singing very happily, turned around to see a handsome guy and almost fell off the chair. She was drunk and her mind was filled with "Huan Zhu Ge Ge". When she saw Fu Yu, she immediately stretched out her arms. Erkang said, "Ziwei, don't leave!"

The corner of Fu Yu's mouth twitched: "..."

"Pfft——" Everyone almost laughed at this dramatic scene.

Nan Song couldn't help but smile.

Fu Yu bypassed the round table and walked directly towards Nan Song. He also consciously asked the waiter to add a chair and a set of tableware, "Why didn't you call me for the celebration party?"

Nan Song glanced at him leisurely, "Why do I need to call you?"

"Aren't we good friends?" Fu Yu said it as a matter of course, with the grievance and accusation on his face that "I treat you as a friend, but you only discuss interests with me."

Nan Song knew that this man was thick-skinned, and the more he talked to him, the more energetic he became, and he was too lazy to talk to him.

Fu Yu was a standard foodie. He started eating as soon as he sat down. He took a piece of white-robed shrimp and chewed a few mouthfuls. He said, "It's not your craft, nor is it Master Ding's craft, but the taste is pretty good. New cook?”

"You have a very naughty mouth." Nan Song gave him a look of disdain.
Fu Yu is a master who shines brightly when given a little sunshine. He immediately bared his teeth and said with a smile: "That's right!"

He picked up another chopstick to cook the dried shredded silk, frowned, and took a sip of water, "But this boiled dried shredded silk is not overheated, it's a little burnt..."

"Eat what you have, you are so picky when you eat and drink for free."

Does Nan Song still know that this dish is not cooked properly? He has already sent it back to Si Zhe to make it again. It is just that his own disciples can criticize it themselves, and it is not the turn of others to make irresponsible remarks.

Fu Yu moved the dried shredded pork to the side in disgust. As soon as he moved it, a plate of freshly cooked dried shredded pork was placed in front of him.

He was stunned for a moment, raised his eyes, and met a pair of cold eyes, reflecting the clear light.

Si Zhe took away the plate of cooked dried shredded noodles and gently pushed the newly prepared plate to Nan Song in front of Fu Yu. A cute smile suddenly appeared on his cold face, "Sister , how about you try this time?"

Fu Yu stared straight at Si Zhe: Why does this brat appear out of nowhere and change his face?

(End of this chapter)