After about two or three minutes, the two seemed to be kissing happily, and the four lips separated.

Jian Heng then focused on the steak and tried it. He found that the steak had melted and could not feel any hard ice lumps when he pinched it. So he tore open the packaging bag, twisted the fire, melted butter in the pot and started frying.

In less than three minutes, Jian Heng's two steaks were released from the pot, and the two side dishes were released from the pot while the steak was fried. There were meat and vegetables, and two slices of carrots, a little seaweed leaves, and a plate of steak looked quite good.

She put all the dishes on the plate with great effort. In order to pursue a better effect, Jian Heng also used steak juice to write the barley name on the blank space on the white plate. Of course, it is impossible to write the full name. Her full name is to be put on, and a bottle of steak juice will probably have to use half a bottle.

He put the steak on the table, put flowers in the middle of the table, and after waking up the wine, he poured it into two goblets. Jian Heng found that there was another important prop that he had not prepared, that was the candle. Jian Heng, a big man, didn't care about it, but he knew that sometimes women cared about this situation. Anyway, since he had already done it himself, why not take this part less, so he naturally carried the barley to the restaurant and turned around to the storage room.

Jian Heng entered the house and rummaged through for a while before he moved his new home, he found the fragrant candles sent by his sister Damai and Wheat, and hurriedly took a trot back to the small restaurant.

"Okay!" Jian Heng said excitedly, and his face changed suddenly because there was an uninvited guest in the restaurant. A super big light bulb: Xiaomai!

"Why haven't you gone back to sleep yet?"

Jian Heng asked at Xiaomai, who was sitting in his position and was cutting his steak with a knife and fork.

Xiaomai said lightly: "I have steak, so I'm hungry. Why do I have to go back to sleep? Isn't it better to go back to sleep after eating?"

As he said, he put a steak into his mouth and put it in his mouth. It was so annoying. He judged the steak: "The steak is a little overheated, not tender enough, and it looks a little dry! Also, the sauce is not good, it tastes strong, and it is covered with the aroma of beef..."

Having said this, he reached out and picked up the wine at hand, took a sip and said, "The wine is not bad, it is quite authentic, and the good wine from Napa Valley, California."

"I made the steak for myself, not for you. Since it is not delicious, I will put it there and I will eat it myself!" Jian Heng didn't know what to say about this person now.

Seeing her sitting in her position, Jian Heng was not angry, but just thought her appearance was a little funny, like an angry child, and was vomiting with the adults.

Damai didn't say a word, quietly sitting opposite Xiaomai, looking at his sister with a smile, while cutting the steak gracefully, putting it in his mouth and chewing it a few times, picking up the red wine at hand and taking a sip. This was repeated, as if he was enjoying a drama.

After putting down his drunkenness, he continued to eat steak while listening to his new boyfriend Jian Heng talking to his sister.

"You want to eat?" Xiaomai forked a piece of steak and gestured at Jian Heng.

Before Jian Heng could speak, Xiaomai was squirting at the steak! Bah! She sprayed a few saliva. Although Jian Heng knew that most of the girl sprayed the steak was angry, it was still quite disgusting, even if the one who sprayed the steak was a beauty.

"I didn't say to eat, you are a big girl, and you're still playing such a kid's trick! Okay, you eat, can I be a treat for you here?"

As he said that, Jian Heng shook his head with a smile, turned around and lit the two incense candles in his hand, placed them in the middle of the table, and finally turned off the restaurant lights.

In order to show more like a waiting person, Jian Heng also took a towel and put it on his hand, and just smiled at the door of the restaurant watching barley and wheat eating steak.

Xiaomai originally wanted to have a fight with Jian Heng, but when she saw Jian Heng smiling, she was standing next to the door in a pretty good manner and she felt that her punch seemed to hit the cotton.

But wheat is not a fuel-efficient lamp. As soon as my eyes rolled, I immediately had a new idea.

"Await for answering, pour me wine!" Xiaomai snapped his fingers at Jian Heng, and pointed to the wine glass in front of him.

Jian Heng is now considered to be back in his old career. Although his clothes are a bit out of the way, his expressions and movements on his hands are all first-rate.

He walked to Xiaomai with a smile, bowed his waist and folded the towel in his hand into a liquor maker in all directions, and skillfully poured the wine from the wheat noodles into a suitable position.

After serving Xiaomai, Jian Heng bowed to Damai again: "Dear lady, do you need to add some red wine?"

"Thank you!" Damai cooperated quite well.

After giving Damai the wine in front of him, Jian Heng bowed slightly: "Please use it slowly, both of you!"

After saying that, he turned around and was about to walk back to his original position, which was by the door.

"Wait!" Damai called Jian Heng and signaled him to come to his side.

Jian Heng asked with a smile: "Miss, what else do you have to give?"

Seeing Jian Hengyi coming, Damai reached out and grabbed Jian Heng's collar, pulled Jian Heng to his side, and gave Jian Heng a kiss: "This is my tip."

"Not enough!" Jian Heng saw Damai let go of himself, reached out to hold her chin, then leaned on her lips, and kissed her lightly: "It's almost the same now!"

After the kiss, Jian Heng stood at the door of the restaurant with a smile on his face, waiting for Yingsheng with eleven standards.

Many Americans, including many rich second-generation children, have worked as Wai Yingsheng. It can be said that Wai Yingsheng is the first job in a large number of Americans in their lives. In the United States, this profession does not seem to be very high like the domestic people, and they serve people's work.

For many Americans, the education they receive is that they have no pros and cons, and many people have done it, so they don’t think that they are inferior to others when they are in the right position.

Of course, education is about education, but careers are still expensive and cheap. You must admit that life is much better than that of a teacher.

If this matter was put in China, then Jian Heng would definitely have a bit of a self-deprecating performance, but in the United States, it was completely demeanor and interest.

Originally, Xiaomai came here to make Jian Heng angry, or she had a little bit of competing with her sister in her heart. What was more specific? Xiaomai couldn't figure it out at this moment. She just felt unhappy. Her unhappiness was a little strange, not because of the jealousy caused by the intimacy of this person and her sister.

And Ri suddenly felt like something was missing in his heart, a little empty, and suddenly felt that he was so lonely now.

She was dissatisfied with her and couldn't send it to her sister, so she pointed her finger at Jian Heng, and thought about it and found a solution.

However, Jian Heng's performance made her feel a little bit like a rat dragging her, and she couldn't speak. Of course, this metaphor is a bit inappropriate, but in fact it's almost the same state.

"Come here, I can also use kisses to tip!" Xiaomai said cheering when she saw the two of them.

Jian Heng walked up to her and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, ma'am, this lady is OK, but you can't!"

"Why?" Xiaomai looked at Jian Heng and asked.

"You are so ugly! If you want to kiss me, you have to pay extra money!" Jian Hengding said seriously: "Please pay US dollars!"

Damai almost sprayed out the wine in her mouth after hearing this, and Xiaomai was so angry that she was so angry that she was exactly the same twin Jian Heng, although she was ugly! This made Xiaomai hate her teeth itch.

"You said I'm ugly?" Xiaomai asked glaring at Jian Heng.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't say you are ugly, but you're not pretty!" Jian Heng made a serious nonsense.

Xiaomai pointed at Jian Heng and said, "You still want to earn tips if you are like this. I want to complain and call your boss!"

Swish!

Hearing her say this, Jian Heng instantly transformed into the boss.

"Ms., I am the boss here. Is there anything I can help you?" Jian Heng said with a flattering look on his face.

Xiaomai was amused by Jian Heng: "You are a shit boss!"

I was originally going to make a complaint, but now my boss is a man, so there are no complaints here.

"Madam, the boss of the shit is also the boss!" Jian Heng said with a stern face.

"Okay, stop making trouble!" Damai couldn't listen: "Eat quickly and go back to bed! There will be class tomorrow morning."

He raised a middle finger at Jian Heng, ate two more pieces of steaks from wheat, and then got up and waited for the barley to finish eating.

The barley didn't eat much, so they only ate more than half of it. However, the two women did not have the habit of wasting food. They just put the steak on the plate back in a bag, and they knew that they were going to give it to Denver without asking.

As soon as the two women left, Winnie came out of nowhere. She smelled the smell of steak in the air and kept humming. It seemed that the greedy worm in her belly was also attracted by the fragrance.

Naturally, it was impossible for Jian Heng to fry it steak for him now. He didn’t even give him one, so where was the turn of it?

Fortunately, there was still a lot of steak juice on the plate on the table. Jian Heng carried Winnie to the table, watched it lick the plate clean, then washed the plate, turned around and went back to the room to fall asleep.

It seemed that his temperament, which had been buried in his heart for a long time, was suddenly released. Jian Heng lay on the bed, holding hands with Daba in his sleep, happily riding his horse on his own pasture, but the wheat would come out to make eggs from time to time. However, later, Jian Heng was a little indescribable. When he was intimate with Daba, the barley he suddenly kissed showed a strange smile.
Chapter completed!