Chapter 1095: Legal Beauty Conquers International Mercenaries 23
Shu Ange dragged her sick body and ran to open the door quickly, Chen Weiqing frowned slightly and followed her quickly.
After she opened the door, a young foreign big boy wearing a graffiti T-shirt and a golden chicken coop head made a face at her with a bright smile sticking out his tongue.
"Mu Haoya, beautiful and greasy sister Xiao, I will give you Paul, the charm of Lai Zhiguo."
After Paul greeted Shu Ange in strange Chinese, he then murmured a series of more detailed personal introductions in fluent English.
A foreigner suddenly came to the house, Shu Ange was stunned for a moment, expressed his welcome in English, and then gave up the seat of the door.
When Paul spoke, the freckles near the bridge of his nose jumped lively and mischievously.
Chen Weiqing's eyes were slightly dark, and his tone was a bit stern: "Who asked you to come here."
After being scolded by the boss, Paul scratched his hair pitifully, and clinging to the door frame, he said in broken Chinese: "Four lucky Ziyin, boss, hold back the monks."
Shu Ange stepped aside knowingly. If she guessed correctly, this person should be Chen Weiqing's teammate, and it's better for her not to get involved in matters between other teammates.
"come in."
Chen Weiqing let Paul in angrily, he shrugged with a smile, and said a lot of compliments to the captain in English.
After entering the door, Paul quietly looked at Shu Ange. Just now, he glanced at the door, and he only thought that this Oriental doll was very charming.
Looking closer now, Paul confirms that the surprise before was not his illusion. Her delicate face is slightly sickly, her small round earlobes are cute and charming, her temperament is fragile and blurred, and she is full of oriental charm.
Paul was attracted by Shu Ange's unique temperament, and his eyes boldly lingered on her.
Not only did he watch it, but he also spoke at length when he praised Shu Ange in English.
Paul's enthusiasm without borders made Shu Ange very uncomfortable. She avoided him temporarily on the pretext of boiling water.
When Shu Ange went to boil water, Paul was very excited to ask Chen Weiqing in English.
"My God, this is a lovely Miss Angel. Captain! I believe I have found true love, and she is so innocent and lovely and charming, like a pistol to my chest."
Speaking in words alone, Paul didn't think it was enough fun. He aimed a gun at his chest with his hand.
"boom--"
"My love for this beautiful Miss Oriental is like being shot, irresistible!"
"..."
Chen Weiqing looked at Paul's intoxicated frenzy with complicated eyes, feeling a little irritable in his heart.
When Shu Ange posted a photo before, Paul showed a strong interest in her. Now, due to the sudden mission needs, he came all the way to China, and even came to Shanghai to visit Shu Ange on his own initiative.
His unconcealed love and enthusiasm made Chen Weiqing more and more irritable.
"This is not the United States. Put away your unnecessary enthusiasm, so as not to create embarrassment."
Hearing Chen Weiqing's cold and peaceful words, Paul sat on the sofa with aggrieved face, folded his arms in front of his chest, and said with a painful expression, "Oh, no, it was God who guided me to meet this lovely lady who is as charming as an angel. "
Shu Ange poured the boiling water and came back. He couldn't listen to Paul's numb words, so he coughed as a reminder.
Paul is well versed in the principle of doing as the locals do. When he heard Shu Ange cough, he no longer eloquently expressed his love for her, but jumped up from the sofa like a spring and rushed to her recklessly.
"Thank you lovely lady, I'm Paul, I'm good at computer technology, I graduated from Harvard University and I'm just 18 years old this year. Many people think I'm a child prodigy, but I think it's more suitable to call me the world's top hacker for my age! "
Chen Weiqing was a man who didn't talk much, and Shu Ange got used to his rhythm. Suddenly, a foreign boy who was enthusiastic and chattering non-stop appeared in his home, as if a variety show had started in his mind.
"Mr. Paul is very good. Please drink water. These are fruits and snacks, please feel free to take them."
Shu Ange really didn't know how to answer Paul's topic, so he could only follow his words.
Paul took the water glass, and then exclaimed: "Oh! The magical hot water, I know, this is the magic of China, the legendary Chinese medicine. Everyone in China loves to drink boiled water, and my captain also likes it, cute Miss Ye likes it too."
People who can express so much emotion even drinking a glass of water have opened Shu Ange's eyes. The personalities of Chen Weiqing and Paul are simply two extremes.
Paul was amazed and drank half a glass of boiling water, then bit into a crunchy apple.
Chen Weiqing was thinking about Shu Ange's illness, and when he saw Paul walking around her, he didn't know what it was like for a while.
He repeatedly told himself that he was just worried about Shu Ange's body and had no other thoughts.
"Don't be busy, I'll cook you a bowl of porridge and go to the hospital after drinking it."
Chen Weiqing was talking, and he walked towards the kitchen. Paul exclaimed excitedly, "Wow, the captain can make porridge, can you make me more? I want to try it too, and go back and show it off to everyone!"
"Hahaha, besides me, who else can drink the porridge made by the boss himself."
Shu Ange, whose heart turned into air, silently replied, "Thank you Brother Chen, I made you suffer again today."
"You are welcome."
Chen Weiqing cooks shirtless, the tattoo on his arm snakes all the way to his chest, and the appearance of both good and evil is full of charm.
When the porridge was ready, Shu Ange gave everyone a bowl. Paul was satisfied holding the bowl and smelled the aroma of the porridge.
The thick-lined Paul has always been immersed in the excitement of the idol cooking in person, and he is not excited by himself, but also pulls Shu Ange to speak.
"Do you also like white porridge? Is your hacking skills very good? I have long wanted to learn from you."
Paul was not used to eating rice porridge, but for the sake of the captain, he still ate it unswervingly.
"If you have the opportunity, you can learn from each other. Hacking technology needs continuous communication to improve. I lost in your hands last time, and I am convinced."
Shu Ange put a high hat on Paul lightly. He waved his spoon with a smile and said happily, "No, please don't be too modest, my lovely Oriental Beauty."
The three were eating, and Paul's mouth was chattering, Chen Weiqing had the illusion that he had become an outsider.
"Miss Ye, besides hacking, what else do you like? Actually, I'm a multi-talented person. I think we must have a lot of topics in common."
Paul's brows were beaming as he spoke, and his eyes were bright, like a lively little mole.
"I like art, law and astronomy, these three subjects are my favorite."