The Transportation Bureau Training Base is located in Xicheng.

Although it is far away from prosperity, it is better to be surrounded by mountains and rivers, with excellent scenery. Several villas are scattered and starred. When passing through the training base of the Transportation Bureau, it would rather yell "hee" and say, "Go down to report."

"Go to the villa first."

While speaking, Meng Lie stepped on the accelerator and the off-road vehicle drove past the training base arrogantly.

Within ten minutes' drive, I passed a winding tree-lined avenue and the off-road vehicle finally stopped in front of a very retro iron gate.

The gatekeeper heard the sound of the horn and looked at it. He recognized Meng Lie's car and hurriedly opened the iron door and let it go.

Standing in front of the villa, I would rather be a little stunned.

This villa has a very interesting name: Du.

Among those villa groups that are either luxurious or luxurious, it is like a stream of fresh air...

The simple two-story structure, white walls and gray tiles, tall brackets, is quite a bit of Hui-style architectural style. It is more of a house than a villa.

I couldn't help but be curious and would rather ask: "Du? What does it mean?"

"How can I know what it means?"

Aren’t you always saying that you have the best relationship with your third brother? Whispering, you would rather ask: “Is this villa the inheritance of your grandfather? Then it was left to your third brother?”

"It is not a legacy, but it is indeed what grandfather gave to the third brother. It is a gift, it is a gift from grandfather to the third brother."

He would rather curl his lips and said, "It would be fine if the inheritance is left for seven points, but the gift is a villa. Your grandfather is really biased."

"What's your intention? It's not just for my third brother. Every time my brother and sister's birthday, my grandfather will give us some gifts, most of which are real estate. This villa is the birthday gift given to my third brother. For example, my Biyuntian Villa is also the birthday gift given to me by my grandfather. Oh, by the way, I got it in the same year as my third brother's villa."

Biyuntian Villa?

Thinking of the misunderstanding there, I would rather roll my eyes.

What does this woman mean?

He was very excited the moment before, but rolled his eyes the next moment?

It turns out that he will definitely slap him in the face, now, forget it.

Meng Lie opened the door. Yesterday, Gong Yi, Yu Yatou and others brought all the food, drinks, and used food. At the same time, they also took care of the place. When they entered the house, they could see a large bottle of fiery red roses.

She would rather say "ah" and look closer and closer. She looked at the table instead of roses. She touched and said, "This table is so special. Why are there black cuts on it? But it doesn't look like it's dyed artificially, but it looks like it grows naturally."

"This is a piece of broken wood struck by lightning that year that my third brother and I encountered in the mountains. The third brother completed a lot of procedures before transporting it back here, and then he personally laid the table and basically maintained the original form of the broken wood."

I liked this table as soon as I saw it. It was antique and had a unique charm. I would rather ask curiously: "Your third brother is a carpenter?"

"He is not a carpenter. He is just interested in it."

It’s so awesome to make such a great table with just one interest.

"Do you have no eyesight to see me? Hurry up and cook the noodles and I'll eat them. Want to starve me to death?"

I saw Ning Ke and Meng Quan left Fontainebleau coldly at the breakfast table. Meng Lie did even more excitement when he was involved. He pulled Ning Ke out of the house, and he took out Fontainebleau first and threw the off-road vehicle exhaust on Meng Quan. He only got Meng Quan so angry that he picked up the chair beside him and smashed the off-road vehicle.

If it were the past, I would rather have to slander Meng Lie as a starving ghost. Today, seeing how he made her look so irritated, she said: "It's so bad, wait."

Meng Lie had a virility, so he quickly went upstairs to prepare for a shower while she was cooking noodles. He was shocked when he pushed open the door. Not only was the floor of the room covered with rose petals, but the wide bed even had a huge heart shape with roses.

Who did it?

What's going to do?

Then, the words "Boss, come on, just say that you are there to spend your honeymoon, training a driver's license is second, and training feelings is the king's way. His eyes changed, and he simply brought the door back and went downstairs.

I would rather get familiar with the situation in the kitchen first, find the ingredients I need in the refrigerator and start kneading the dough.

When Meng Lie walked in, he saw her pulling noodles, just like the chefs on TV performed. He asked, "Are you planning to make ramen?"

"Well, right? Don't you want to eat noodles?"

"It's so troublesome to knead dough. Didn't you buy pasta yesterday?"

"I guess it was sorted out by Gong Yi, Yu Yatou and the others. I didn't find it just now. But there was flour, so it was soon." As she spoke, she neatly closed the noodles again and again and again, and pulled them apart. Over and over again, the noodles turned into thousands of strands.

"alright."

Putting the noodles aside, she treated the side dishes neatly.

Meng Lie stood aside and took a apple and handed it to Ning Ke, saying, "I'm hungry."

While cutting mushrooms, I would rather say, "I didn't see that I was busy, just wash it yourself."

"I want you to wash it."

"Okay, then you pour that soup into the pot and cook."

"Soup?"

"It's the black jar, just pour the things inside it into the pot." He would rather light the direction of the black jar with his chin.

Meng Lie obediently put down the apple and went to make the black jar.

It is better to process the mushrooms in your hand, broccoli, wash the apples for Menglie, and then turn on the fire neatly.

While gnawing on the apple, Meng Lie asked, "What's the use of this soup?"

"Don't underestimate the soup. It's all about whether the noodles are delicious or not. It is boiled with pig's thigh bones and pig's feet for more than 20 hours. Then add corn and continue to boil until the taste of the corn is soaked in the soup."

"You've been able to do it?"

"Well. Otherwise? You've been able to do it?"

I liked to stand in the kitchen and talk to her like this. Meng Lie was in a great mood and said, "Why didn't I see you survive?"

"You, Mr. Meng, don't go home early or late. Sometimes you don't go home for a week, and sometimes you don't go home for two weeks. Where can you see it when I'm going to stand it?"

With a slightly raised brow, Meng Lie said, "What do you mean is that I think I have come home less often?"

No, she didn't mean that. She wanted him to never go back. When did he go home and not make people fall in love with him? He would rather say, "I cook these soups just for your needs from time to time."

She served him very well when he was at home.

When he was not at home, she actually thought of him making soup for him.

Thinking of this, Meng Lie suddenly bent over Ning Ke and kissed him, saying, "Thank you."

Unexpectedly, she was shocked and looked at him inexplicably. Meng Lie took a big bite of the apple, turned around and left the kitchen, chewing the apple and said, "Don't worry, I'll go home every day from now on."

ah?

I would rather be dumbfounded.

Where did she offend him?

He doesn't bother her to death every day?

As the soup in the pot boiled, it would rather not have time to think about it and throw the prepared side dish into the pot.
Chapter completed!