Chapter 152: True fragrance warning

bang, bang!
His head was staggered and fell to the ground with a sloppy black bear, and Li Zitao was finally relieved and threw his shotgun and sat on the ground.
The gentleman does not stand under the dangerous wall. As an adult, although Li Zitao just blocked the black bear, it does not mean that he will go up against the black bear.
You don’t have to use a gun, you have to get rid of the two diseases, and play hard with a black blind. How much brain damage can you do?
"Charlie, you, you..." Greta knelt beside him, frantically trying to do something, but afraid to aggravate his injury.
The pearls in the eyes rolled down, which made people feel distressed.
"I'm okay, this is just blood spitting out after being hit. See which direction the other horse ran?" Li Zitao asked after taking a deep breath.
Strong resilience and abnormal resilience are one thing, and tension and fear when threatened are another.
Li Zitao did a lot of hands-on with people, and each time he won easily.
But in the face of an adult black bear, if you are not nervous and afraid, how can it be possible? That is, the adult black bear is not a big man with three big names.
Just like someone hits you with a bouncing ball through the glass, knowing it will be fine, but when the bouncing ball is aimed at your key point, the brain reflex will instinctively tighten your legs.
"Over there, I saw it." Greta said positively, pointing to the rear left.
"It's okay, let's find it now and go home." A good hunt made a black bear like this.
Seeing Grete's hot emotions and care, Li Zitao couldn't help crying or laughing.
At this time, Greta's internal shock, no one except her herself is qualified to say understand, or to feel painful and humorous. ’
I haven't encountered everything she has experienced, how can I understand it.
The lack of care from her childhood made Greta eager for care. After her father's death, the abuse, accusation and defamation from her stepmother made her long for recognition.
Stepping into the modeling world, scamming, squeezing, and targeting, let her choose to close again.
After meeting Stiller, she thought she had everything, but unfortunately he never moved her beauty, and never accepted her feelings.
When she rejected Stiller, how much Greta wished him to stay, stay with her in Hollywood, beside her.
Greta, who once again encountered'abandonment', completely frozen his feelings and heart.
She thought that no one would ever walk into her heart in this life, even if it was all entangled with her and resisted the lingering Li Zitao.
Just now...
When a man is at the juncture of life and death, he can stand in front of you regardless of danger and fearlessly, resist everything for you, and you back from the hand of death.
No matter what kind of woman, no matter what she had thought, at this moment she will be moved to nowhere.
This is why men always like the hero's routine of saving beauty.
I walked around in the forest for 20 minutes, and finally found the horse that was run away in fright. The two of them rode together and returned in the same direction as they came.
"BOSS? Hurry up, doctor, BOSS is injured." Back in the manor, it was another flying jump.
Li Zitao repeatedly explained that the blood on his body was the bruise spouted after the impact, and that there were no scars on the body, and people could jump around alive, finally letting them stop.
"Boss, where will we go next time? Let's follow it again. I'm afraid that my heart can't stand it again." The monk looked at him with a grudge.
The small eyes stared at Li Zitao to beg for mercy and promised to bring them next time.
With his affirmative promise, the monk left contentedly, leaving only him and Greta in the room.
"Kiss me~" The fragrant wind fluttered, Greta rushed into his arms, and sent passionate kisses passionately, and the two groups of fire in the beautiful eyes were burning.
(Zhenxiang warned, the speed is a bit too fast recently, the chapter has been revised, I have to try the foot brake (╥╯^╰╥)
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"BOSS, come and see what we brought back." The trembling Li Zitao went out to prepare for the morning tour to warm up. He heard the clamor of the monk as soon as he arrived at the door.
"This is the black bear?" Li Zitao was happy when he saw the bear skin on the table.
"Yes, I originally wanted to find some game. Who knows that I happened to find the black blind man you killed, but he was not eaten by other animals at night, hey..."
The monk said with a grin, the servants of the manor next to him were preparing a campfire, it seems that this is to roast bear meat!
The bear skin on the table is being taken care of by the cowboys on the farm. Li Zitao finds that it has a good condition, black hair and bright hair, and the intact part is large enough.
"Does Wist have a bearskin coat?" Li Zitao asked casually.
"Master has hundreds of fur coats." The servant who followed followed replied.
"..." Local tyrants are self-willed, or to please Greta!
"Send it to Hollywood and let people make a bear coat for women." Thanks to the star's climbing style and luxury spending, there is a gradually smooth road.
Hollywood Boulevard is more prosperous than before, and some veteran workshops from London have also opened semicolons here.
Although it does not belong to the top group, it is considered to be top-notch, and it is not difficult to make a fur coat.
After happily swimming around in the swimming pool for a few laps, Li Zitao returned to the room to change his clothes, and when he came out, the meat was already on fire.
"The chef of the manor, Mr. Allen." The monk introduced him to a middle-aged man who was scalping through the bear paws.
"Nice to meet you, Mr. Li." Allen bowed and said.
"You're welcome, Alan, I believe Whist under your care, life is very happy." Li Zitao smiled softly.
"Of course, it's my honor to serve the host." Allen's every move is very formal, maintaining the British noble fan.
This manor, from the big housekeeper, to the close-fitting male servant, cook, maid, etc., all came from London, and the cost per month is not small.
It's just that, thinking of the Y people in the dark cooking world, Li Zitao is a little worried about whether his stomach can stand the test.
"What are you doing early in the morning?" The old man, Whist, got up and carried his next-to-one servant beside him, Matthew.
"The black bear I was killed yesterday, the monk brought it back, they are preparing to barbecue." Li Zitao sat on the soft lawn, waiting for the food to be released.
"I heard the steward say, it seems that you are really okay." When Li Zitao came back yesterday, Wester went out to inspect the ranch.
When he knew the news, Li Zitao was soothing Greta, who was like a fire, and naturally had no time to see him.
"Yes." Li Zitao nodded.
"Matthew, prepare some cold beer for us, and now it's time to need them," Wist ordered.
"Okay, sir." Matthew, dressed in a decent tuxedo, retreated~EbookFREE.me~ how is life here? Li Zitao asked casually.
"Not bad. I made some new friends in the town. Occasionally fishing, climbing, walking, and inviting them to play a few shots,
Whenever I hear them complaining about their children's profligate life, nothing happens, I always feel lucky. "
"What's fortunate? Do you want to be a single dog?" Li Zitao spit out.
"Get off..." The single and the dog are well understood together, and Whist felt his blood pressure started to soar again.
Does this little not respect the elderly?
"Master, Mr. Li, the bacon with black pepper sauce is ready." The chef appropriately interrupted the non-nutritious conversation between the two.
"Come on! Try Allen's craftsmanship. His grandfather used to be the private chef of a Duke of Country F." Wist's explanation made Li Zitao, who was worried all the time, relieved.
What I really need to face is that the heritage of standing for thousands of years will not stand, and the famous dark cooking world is carrying the descendants, and the psychological pressure is still a bit unbearable.
Meatloaf is on the plate, the golden surface is impossible, this is not a gourmet.
The patties smoked from pine wood looked dark, but there was no crispy and hard shell after being burnt.
Cut the patties, fill the nasal cavity with a scent of hot air, and marinate them with a special marinade. The taste is perfectly immersed in every inch of the patties.
"A sauce made of honey and petals, and top-notch red wine, plus pine wood for bacon..."
After tasting a piece, Whist put down his knife and fork to comment on Alan's cooking skills, and Li Zitao rolled his eyes.
It’s not delicious, but it’s not a food critic.
You are so good, why not go and bake yourself? What more does the chef do?