Hello, Mr. Major General

Huo Shaoheng is going to cook himself? !!

Gu Nian was excited, she was just twelve years old and followed Huo Shaoheng to have a meal cooked by Huo Shaoheng ...

Later, I would eat the canteen of the army station. Although it is a special official offering, it is always a cauldron, not as good as Huo Shaoheng's.

"Mrs. Huo, let's get out of here. It's too narrow here. Uncle Huo can't turn away." Gu Nianzhi was happy to coax Song Jinning out.

The two came to the outside living room and continued a friendly conversation on topics of mutual interest such as clothes, shoes and bags.

The more I talked to her, Gu Nianzhi became more and more certain that Song Jinning's memory really stayed at her age of eighteen, which is almost thirty years from now.

Some of the brands she knew no longer existed, and the new ones that appeared later, she knew nothing about them.

What kind of disease is this?

How can you remember things before the age of eighteen, but forget what happened after she was eighteen?

And every day after that, she will forget what happened the day before, except for things before she was eighteen.

Gu Nianzhi intends to see the display when he is free, and ask him about Song Jinning.

The two spoke outside for less than half an hour, and suddenly a mellow fragrance came over the kitchenette.

Gu Nianzhi's taste glands automatically secrete saliva and suffocate.

How can it smell so good!

That's the aroma of pure food, there are green beans, seafood, there should be eggs ...

Gu Nianzhi sniffed his nose and couldn't help touching the kitchen door.

Huo Shaoheng is holding a spatula to serve fried rice.

Looking back, Gu Nianzhi came in and raised an eyebrow. "Can you still eat?"

Gu Nianzhi nodded again and again, "can do it!"

Huo Shaoheng: "..." Turned around and took another small bowl, and gave her a small bowl of three fresh fried rice.

Song Jinning followed in, and stood timidly behind Gu Nian, afraid to step forward.

Huo Shaoheng looked at her and didn't speak, but just put a white orchid ice jade porcelain plate on the table. A small pile of golden fried rice was piled on the plate. The fresh little green beans are sweet and refreshing. Although the shrimp is thawed, it is marinated with a little rice wine, which is very delicious and has no fishy taste.

Gu Nianzhi finished eating a small bowl of three fresh fried rice with almost two mouthfuls.

It was so delicious, it tasted like magic, and instantly revived Gu Nianzhi's dull taste system due to fever.

Song Jinning sat silently opposite Gu Nianzhi, holding a spoon and started eating fried rice.

Eating and eating, her brows frowned, and she looked up at Huo Shaoheng in doubt, and then looked at Nian Zhizhi.

"What's wrong? Isn't it delicious? I'll help you eat it ..." Gu Nianzhi has reached out and said that he would help Song Jinning "clean up."

Huo Shaoheng took her hand and put it back, his gaze was a bit harsh, "You can't eat anymore."

Gu Nianzhi pursed his lips and silently got up and poured tea.

Song Jinning then asked Huo Shaoheng quietly: "Excuse me, how can you make this kind of taste?"

"Learned from others," Huo Shaoheng said lightly, and gave a complex look at Song Jinning, turning his head to Gu Nianzhi, "Would you like to go out for a stroll?"

"Yes, yes!" Gu Nianzhi quickly held up the tea tray and placed it in front of Song Jinning, and said, "Mrs. Huo, after you finish the fried rice, drink some Pu'er to get tired of it." Stars are about to pop up: "Really take me out for a walk ?!"

"Today is boxing-day, many famous restaurants in Didu will have good things out." Huo Shaoheng took a step aside, "Aren't you going to buy something?"

"Oh oh! Yeah, yeah!" Gu Nianzhi blinked right at Song Jinning, "You eat slowly, I'll go out and buy something."

Song Jinning nodded in doubt, still looking at Huo Shaoheng: "... this taste is familiar and I can make it."

"Really?" Huo Shaoheng smiled, took Gu Nianzhi's hand, and ignored it.

...

Gu Nianzhi followed Huo Shaoheng from the third floor and whispered to him, "... Why does your mother ask you that it tastes familiar?"

"Because this is the fried rice that she often made for me when I was a kid, I loved it when I was a kid." Huo Shaoheng said lightly.

Just as Gu Nianzhi was about to show sympathy, Huo Shaoheng suddenly raised his hands and squeezed her face. "Don't think too much, I'm not so sentimental."

Huo Shaoheng's hand strength was relatively large, and Gu Nianzhi's pale white face casually pinched two blushes. He couldn't help laughing, patted her face, and turned downstairs.

As soon as he turned, he met Huo Jialan hurriedly upstairs.

"Well? Why did you come down?" Huo Jialan looked up and greeted them, "Did you see Mrs. Song?"

Huo Shaoheng nodded, "There is work."

Gu Nianzhi followed behind, covering his pinched face, secretly giving Huo Shaoheng a glance, and probed from behind him, "Aunt Lan, why do you call Mrs. Huo Mrs. Song?"

Although Song Jinning is a surname of Song, she married Huo's family and should be called "Mrs. Huo"!

Although women in the Huaxia Empire do not change their husband's family name after marriage, they usually use the husband ’s family name before they are married to indicate the difference from a single unmarried woman.

Gu Nianzhi sensitively discovered yesterday that she alone called Song Jinning "Mrs. Huo", and others, including Huo's servants, called Song Jinning "Mrs. Song".

Huo Jialan blinked with a pair of bright apricot eyes, looked at Huo Shaoheng, and smiled: "Lobby, have you not told Miss Gu?"

Huo Shaoheng put his hands in his trouser pockets, and looked at Gu Nianzhi, "I'm going out to smoke a cigarette." With a look of no longer talking, he walked quickly.

Gu Nianzhi's foggy eyes looked at Huo Shaoheng's back, and then looked at Huo Jialan with a smile on his face, wondering: "What happened that I didn't know?"

"Let the lobby brother tell you." Huo Jialan patted her shoulders, looked up and smiled at Huo Shaoheng's back, and went upstairs with an elegant step.

Gu Nianzhi looked back at the beautiful curve of Huo Jialan, and sighed enviously, secretly in her heart, she must have such a waist, such legs, and such hips.

Huo Jialan was neatly dressed when she was at home. Today she wore a pink-purple cheongsam, inlaid with snow-white fox fur, showing her curvy figure.

When going upstairs, Gu Nianzhi felt that her waist was twisted into wind, and it was almost twisted into a figure-eight.

Of course, this wasn't Huo Jialan's intention to do so, but her rugged figure and wearing a narrow cheongsam. When she went upstairs, she must be swaying and she couldn't help it.

Gu Nianzhi didn't blink his eyes, and he wanted to learn something about this kind of ambiguity.

Is she still young ...

Gu Nianzhi sighed quietly, and when going downstairs, kept looking back and peeking at Huo Jialan's upstairs.

Until she was completely invisible, she turned her head back, and raised her eyes to see Huo Shaoheng with one hand in his pants pocket, one cigarette in his hand, and leaned on the handrail on the bottom floor of the stairs to wait for her.

"What are you looking at? So fascinated? You are not afraid to fall into a fight when you go downstairs?" Huo Shaoheng extended her empty hand to her.

Gu Nianzhi took his hand and stared at the smoke between his fingers. "Uncle Huo, do you want to smoke in the house?"

"You change clothes first. When I finish smoking this cigarette." Huo Shaoheng let go of her hand and walked to the door.

Gu Nianzhi returned to the house and changed his clothes. He wore a Burberry horn coat and came out carrying a mulberry backpack.

As soon as I left the door, I saw Huo Shaoheng coming out of the second bedroom. He was wearing a brown-black half-length leather jacket outside the Tibetan blue shirt, not a jacket style, but a casual suit jacket style. The back was slightly waisted, a little like hunting, but no hunt It is cumbersome to wear, lighter than a coat, and thicker and warmer than a wool blazer.

Wearing it on Huo Shaoheng, his shoulders became wider and his legs became longer and more energetic. It was just as if he had just stepped down from the world's top fashion magazines. But which of these male models has the appearance of Huo Shaoheng? !!

Gu Nianzhi looked fascinated.

"Let's go, what the hell." Huo Shaoheng walked past her, taking out his car key from his leather pocket.

Gu Nianzhi ran out behind Huo Shaoheng.

The two of them were traveling in casual clothes. Huo Shaoheng only arranged a few casual guards to follow the protection secretly, and did not have the same fanfare as the last time he attended the meeting.

"Where?" Gu Nianzhi followed Huo Shaoheng's car and asked carefully, "Uncle Huo, would you drive?"

Fan Jiankai was opened every time. In the past few days, Fan Jian was on vacation. Huo Shaoheng did not find another driver to drive him.

Huo Shaoheng did not look at her, while starting the car, said quietly: "No, what should I do?"

"What will not do ?!" Gu Nianzhi glared at him for a while, looked at his handsome profile, suddenly laughed softly, and whispered in a special whisper: "Xing Xing Xing, you are handsome and you speak, you can do whatever you want . "

"What are you talking about?" Huo Shaoheng finally gave her a sideways look. "Sit down and fasten your seat belt."

Gu Nianzhi fastened his seat belt, and exaggerated the Bentley from front to back.

She talked exaggeratedly and talkatively, while Huo Shaoheng was thinking about her mind, while listening to her voice as background music. Anyway, Gu Nianzhi didn't need him to respond. The time with her was always easy and passed quickly.

It didn't seem that long before they arrived at Cylon Plaza, the famous shop center of the Royal Capital.

He stopped the car in the underground garage. Gu Nian came out of the car with great interest, and stretched out his hand. He happily said, "This parking lot is bigger than the mall in the United States!"

Huo Shaoheng locked the car and came out, expressing expressionlessly, "Go, go to the eighth floor."

The world famous stores are on the eighth floor of the Cylon Plaza.

Gu Nianzhi ran and followed, while watching the car park one after another, she pursed her lips, walked to Huo Shaoheng, and whispered, "Huo ... Huo Shao, discuss something with you. "

"Say."

"Well, I'm outside today, don't call your uncle, okay ..." Gu Nianzhi asked blushingly.

She wants to walk around the street with Huo Shaoheng like a generation and leave a good memory.

But if I keep calling him "Uncle Huo ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ This memory is not beautiful ...

Huo Shaoheng: "..."

He tilted his head and looked at her, and said quietly: "You don't call me uncle, you will be thought of as my junior even if you don't call me uncle."

Gu Nianzhi hurriedly stopped, "I didn't jump around! I want to talk to you, who made you go so fast!"

Sure enough, she thought she was too young to have a mature lady style ...

Gu Nian was sad, but still resisted, and did not show it.

Huo Shaoheng heard that he slowed his pace, cooperating with her pace, walking leisurely, taking her into the elevator, and went directly to the eighth floor.

Opposite the elevator entrance on the eighth floor is Chanel's flagship store in China Empire.

"You go in and pick your clothes." Huo Shaoheng smoked a cigarette. "I'm waiting for you here."

He stood in the corridor outside Chanel's shop, lit a cigarette, and waved at Gu Nianzhi.

One of the nuns was dizzy when they saw the colorful eyes full of red, and he went in without saying a word, and met with the latest Chanel costume in the latest season.

Huo Shaoheng looked at her bouncing back, a smile on her lips, leaned on the railing on the eighth floor, and quietly smoked.

Half an hour later, Gu Nianzhi came out of Chanel's flagship store with a few paper bags with a smile on his face, and was about to show off her record with Huo Shaoheng, and heard someone rushing over in surprise, "Huo Shao ?! Isn't that Shao Shao? You are finally back! I haven't seen you in years! "

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This is the second change of 3,500 words, including the first addition to the Ren Xiaoyao 2722 Alliance Lord in July to reward spiritual pets.

The last two days at the end of the month, my parents' monthly tickets and recommended votes are all cast for Major General!

Dear friends, a lot of monthly tickets can stimulate more and more ah ha ha ha ha! !! !!

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(To be continued.)