On the weekend, Ma Liu didn't go out for any more shopping, and Shen Menghan made an exception and didn't go out. However, the two enemies did not communicate too much. Through a wall, Ma Liu reads books for two days, but it is unclear what Shen Menghan is doing. Of course, he doesn't want to understand.

For Ma Liu, as he said after he was drunk, he finally felt that Shen Menghan and him were completely from two worlds. No matter from any aspect, there was a huge gap between them. Even if he wanted to eat swan meat, he was not hungry enough to ignore his life or death. Otherwise, with the power of Shen Menghan's family, he would probably dare to get too close to her by overestimating his ability, and he would probably die very quickly.

On Monday, he went to work as usual. Because he was warned by Xiaodao before, when he saw Brother Wen and Xiaoyu again, he always felt that their faces were a little weird. Ma Liu felt that this was his psychological effect, but he still smiled. Although he did not act as a security guard, when he entered the door, Ma Liu still talked to several security guards for a few words, and when he saw Brother Wen, he still called Brother obediently.

Later, Xiaolan called him to the second floor. This girl became more elegant after wearing her uniform. However, when she looked at Ma Liu again, she inevitably felt a little cold. She was no longer as clingy as she had been a few days ago. She looked like she was doing business. Ma Liu also pretended to be stupid and ignored Xiaolan's deliberate expression.

Every day, some big people come here to drink tea or coffee. Most of them talk about business. Maliu was a security guard before, so naturally he could not get in touch with these people. Now he has arrived at the Peony Pavilion, but there are still not many opportunities. The reason is very simple. If the guests do not choose, they will usually be taken to several other halls. From morning to night, Maliu only received one guest. The guest was not a businessman or a person on the road. He was a second-in-command of a British embassy in Shanghai.

Of course, although Ma Liu smiled and felt comfortable serving the guests, he didn't take such a person seriously. He was almost abandoned all day and was very boring. Although he had suspected that the real intention of the Eighth Master to let Xiaoyu transfer himself to the Peony Pavilion was to marginalize himself, Ma Liu was still a little disappointed.

When he got home from get off work, Shen Menghan was there, and he cooked food in the kitchen for the first time, which made Ma Liu feel a little incredible. Could it be that this woman can cook? What made Ma Liu even more confused was that Shen Menghan said she was a student of Hua Normal University, but she had never seen her attend classes all day long, and she didn't know what this woman did.

Ma Liu was preparing to put the dishes in the refrigerator, and waited until Shen Menghan finished cooking before cooking. He couldn't help laughing as soon as he stood at the kitchen door.

Today, Shen Menghan wore a dark green skirt and tied a light blue belt. The diamond necklace on his neck was replaced with a white pearl necklace. Each pearl was probably the size of a little finger. The earrings on his ears were also taken off. A ponytail was spread apart. He tied it casually with a red headband. He wore a pair of small slippers on his feet, which looked like a girl next door.

This is not the main reason why Ma Liu laughed. Although Shen Menghan's outfit made Ma Liu's eyes lit up, it did not make him laugh.

There are two reasons why Ma Liu smiled. One is that Shen Menghan actually put on several recipes on the kitchen table, and he looked like he was studying it carefully. He held a shovel in his hand and felt a little funny no matter how he looked at it. The other is that Shen Menghan's pretty face is now scattered by the smoke, with black and yellow pieces.

Seeing Ma Liu laughing, Shen Menghan glared at Ma Liu and coughed a few more times.

The range hood in the kitchen was not turned on, and the gas fume was everywhere. Ma Liu understood. It turned out that this woman had never cooked food. She was speechless at Shen Menghan and laughed dumbly, "You don't turn on the range hood when cooking?"

"Ranning hood?" Shen Menghan was stunned and shocked.

Ma Liu shook his head and helped turn on the range hood. Then he smiled bitterly: "It will take less than a week for you to cook like this. Either you are choked to death by the smoke, or the kitchen is completely scrapped by you."

After saying oh, Shen Menghan did not confront Ma Liu. He continued to read his recipe, muttering and wondering what to say.

Ma Liu took a look and found a fish on the chopping board, and the oil in the pot was almost dried up, so he frowned and said, "Do you want to eat fish?"

Shen Menghan's face turned red and he nodded.

"What fish do you want to eat?" Ma Liu smiled.

"Just the kind you made last night, it smells good." Shen Menghan said.

Ma Liu looked at the recipe in Shen Menghan's hand and frowned and said, "I'm steamed fish, not braised fish like you. Besides, your ingredients are not right."

"Ah?" Shen Menghan was shocked: "I thought it was braised fish."

"Oh." Ma Liu sighed: "I am worthy of being the daughter of a wealthy family. Forget it, I'll help you make it. Look in the mirror yourself and see how charming your face is. Don't worry, I'll help you with this meal today, no charge."

Shen Menghan didn't hear anything else, only heard Ma Liu say that there seemed to be something wrong with his face, and immediately ran out like a fly, looked in the mirror in the toilet, screaming immediately, and then there was no sound.

Ma Liu is a little funny. As for such an exaggeration?

After looking at the rice cooker, the rice was still raw. Ma Liu smiled bitterly. Is this what people eat? I guess if this woman cooks a meal, she can eat the living person to death.

After changing the rice, Ma Liu took the vegetables out of the refrigerator and prepared to make steamed crucian carp. Before the preparation was done, the fragrance of the vegetables attracted Shen Menghan in. The woman probably had taken a shower and only wore the white pajamas, which looked particularly beautiful.

As soon as he entered the kitchen, he saw the rice dumped by Maliu in the trash can. Shen Menghan probably knew what was going on and blushed said, "Or why don't you eat together tonight!"

"Of course I'll eat together. Do I have to cook another meal?" Ma Liu turned his face and Shen Menghan looked at the dishes that had not been prepared in the pot. He frowned slightly and went to the living room.

At night, there was a rich half table. The two perverts who were very good at drinking did not bring up the wine. However, the meal still brought the distance between each other a lot. Maliu was washing dishes and the dishes were so delicious, so Shen Menghan ate so much that he sat there watching TV. Seeing that Maliu was packed and he wanted to go back to the room. Shen Menghan called Maliu and said, "If you want to watch TV, you can come out to watch. This living room will be open to you from today, but you have to be responsible for cleaning the living room."

Ma Liu was stunned and laughed, "I appreciate your kindness, but I still don't look at it anymore. You have to clean the hygiene. Of course, I can also help with cleaning, but it's paid service."

He glared at Ma Liu, but Shen Menghan ignored him. Ma Liu also went back to his room to read a book. Occasionally, Shen Menghan could hear the laughter of Shen Menghan in the living room. At 11 o'clock in the evening, Shen Menghan turned off the TV and went back to his room to sleep, while Ma Liu continued to read a book.

Just as I looked, Ma Liu's cell phone rang. I looked at it and there was a text message. When I opened the content, I saw it in four words.

"I miss you."

Ma Liu's heart warmed up, cleaned up, and went to bed, but he just slept in the bed but couldn't sleep.

...

Without Xiaoyu's charge, Piaotianwen, the business of the billiards has been much worse in the past two months. Apart from weekends, there are only six or seven tables of guests playing basketball, but Wei Jun doesn't care at all. He sits in the office, smokes his own cigarettes, practices his own calligraphy, and when he is fine, he also recalls the scenery of his time in the Northeast with Changmao, and occasionally looks forward to the future.

Wei Jun has been on the road for twenty or thirty years and was once a famous figure. Compared with the Eighth Master of Shanghai, it was actually comparable to that of the Eighth Master of Shanghai. However, later Wei Jun suddenly retreated from the road and went to Shiyan to open this small billiard room to live the peaceful life he wanted. Then he gradually lost his previous reputation on the road. However, when it comes to the title of Poison Wolf, no one dares to underestimate some people who have been on the road for a long time.

In the words of Wei Jun, all this is fate, and the destined things cannot be changed. He quit the world at the age of 40 and opened this billiards room that is not enough to make ends meet. He plays with his mentality. Money is actually not a problem for him. Even if he is traveling around the world with his family now, he will still be unable to spend all his money in a few decades.

Suddenly, Wei Jun hung up the phone and frowned, and said to Changmao on the side: "The Eighth Master has sent someone, and I'm waiting for us at the Hongyun Hotel."

"Master Eight?" Changmao frowned slightly: "It can't be that something happened to Ma Liu there, right?"

Sighing, Wei Jun said, "I think this is probably the case, otherwise he would not have sent someone to find me."

"But what did he send someone to do? What did you do when you look for Brother Jun?" Changmao walked to Wei Jun and said, "Since he himself doesn't come, I'll send a few brothers to find him. I think Brother Jun, don't come forward, let me go!"

Shaking his head, Wei Jun smiled and said, "Changmao, you forgot again. We are no longer on the road now, so of course we should not count on the treatment before. I am just a commoner. If they want to see me, I will go to see them. I know Eighth Master. It is probably because Ma Liu doesn't please him, so I came to ask for help. I admire Ma Liu a little, and even Eighth Master dare not touch him? This seems a little confused!"

"Okay, I'll accompany you!" Changmao nodded and frowned deeply.

The two went downstairs and drove by Changmao. Wei Jun sat in the passenger seat and had just driven out of the two streets. Changmao said cautiously: "It seems that someone is following us!"

"It's Xiaohu." Wei Jun's face did not change.

"Is it him?" Changmao's face changed slightly: "Is it Maliu who asked him to come? Then what should we do now?"
Chapter completed!