Gu Lan, a flower-like person, won’t be so heavy-mouthed, just like him, right?

"Mr. Gu, I...I'm not suitable, but my subordinates are handsome, masculine, and strong..."

Gu Lan's hand stopped and raised his eyes—

What is this old guy talking about?

That's the brain, isn't it still about the matter just now?

Could it be that he looks like he is just a kind of person who is hungry and has a heavy taste!?

"Captain Zhao, I think... you misunderstood me!"

He put down the teacup quietly, and he seemed to be smiling.

"I really have no hobbies for male sex... And for female sex, maybe there will never be any woman who can impress me in this life... If you like someone, you will understand that except that person, you will resist anyone!"

After being stunned, Zhao Ziming quickly apologized: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, I... I'm confused, haven't seen it just now... But if that's what you said, Mr. Gu, you... the words and things you said before?"

Since I don’t like women and don’t like men, I have been struggling with him for so many times. What does it mean?

For a moment, he felt a vague premonition in his heart!

He quickly changed the topic: "Well, let's not talk about it now, let's have a meal first... Mr. Gu tried it. These are the specialty dishes of my chef. Now it's a little cold. If Mr. Gu thinks it's unsavory, we can let the chef make a hot one again and deliver it..."

"It doesn't matter what you eat. Even if it's white steamed buns and wild vegetables, you can eat them with great pleasure..."

Gu Lan stopped his voice behind him and met Zhao Ziming with a playful look.

No need to think about it, Zhao Ziming knew that there was a turning point later and smiled awkwardly.

"That... Mr. Gu, you are saying that... the big table of dishes here is not to my taste, but... I don't know what it is that has hit Mr. Hun, making Mr. Hun tasteless and chewed wax?"

Gu Lan tilted his head: "Captain Zhao wants to hear it?"

"nature!"

Zhao Ziming put down his chopsticks and looked serious.

"Sir, please let Zhao Ziming listen carefully!"

"Since that's the case... let me tell you what I feel!!" Gu Lan also put down his chopsticks and took a serious rhythm.

Zhao Ziming: “…”

Feel!?

Is there any feeling of hard work!?

This is really a rhythm of a long conversation!

"Sir, please say, if I have one, I will correct it; if I don't have one, I will encourage you..."

"Why are you lying to me??"

“…”

Zhao Ziming's expression suddenly froze, and the corners of his mouth were involuntarily twitched.

It took a long time to smile embarrassedly.

"Mr. Gu, where did you start with this...?"

"Feel!!"

"..." Zhao Ziming was speechless again.

I said I wanted to talk to him about my feelings, but now I'm just talking about my feelings!

But what does this feel mean?

You can't just kill him to silence just because you feel that you don't want to deal with him, right?

"Mr. Gu, Ziming is ignorant and does not know what Mr. said...Where does it start with me..."

He opened his arms, unable to hide the grievances on his face.

"Look, in order to welcome the sir, I ordered the chef at home to prepare the best food and first-class meals, just to better worship the sir... Moreover, when the sir disliked the kabuki in my house and called for my wives, concubines and children, I had no other words..."
Chapter completed!