"Let me recommend you some of our specialties." Ryan lowered his head, and Ethan seemed to strip him of his clothes with his eyes. He felt hot and dry as if he was naked, and just wanted to leave here immediately.

Ethan looked Ryan up and down, thinner and stronger. Light-colored tight jeans, gray plaid shirt, and a red cowboy hat made him look so cute. He wanted to kill him right there!

Until Ryan couldn't help but want to run away, Ethan whispered, "Go."

Ryan turned around and ran as if he had been pardoned.

"Come over to grill meat later."

Hearing Ethan's words, Ryan almost tripped over his left foot and fell, staggering to the back kitchen.

"Manager, I need to ask for leave."

The manager looked at Ryan, who was pale, and sighed, "Ryan, where can you go?" He patted his shoulder and handed him a plate of raw beef, "Serve the food."

Ryan looked at the beef in his hand with tears in his eyes. He felt that he and the beef were connected by fate. He washed and cut it, waiting for someone to eat it.

Ryan rushed to the "execution ground" with the determination to be eaten cleanly, but the result was...

Ethan and Owen were discussing topics that Ryan couldn't understand in a low voice. Felix and Jasper were looking at their phones together, commenting on a certain popular young meat. Han Fuen and Hai Xin were drinking. Ryan stood by the table, turning the iron clip with his slender wrist, and roasting the meat pitifully.

Looking at the tempting roast meat on the grate, Ryan sniffed and felt an inexplicable loss. It turned out that people really just asked him to roast meat.

"Looks okay." Jasper asked Felix to look at his phone.

Ryan put the tin foil of the roasted pickled cabbage on the grate.

"What the hell, you're such a sissy." Felix said disdainfully.

Ryan poured some oil on the tin foil.

"He's still young, and the taste will come out in two years." Jasper thought Felix wouldn't appreciate it.

Ryan put the pickled cabbage in the tin foil.

"It's not a matter of age, look at him." Felix pointed at Ryan with his eyes, "It's like a glass of fruit wine, sweet and tasty."

Ryan curled his nose at Felix, protesting slightly, and continued his actions.

Felix's words made several people look at Ryan. His little face was flushed under the smoke and fire, and with a pair of ignorant and resentful eyes, it was indeed like a glass of fruit wine, sweet and straight to the heart.

"Brother Linzi, Ryan is so good-looking, why don't you let him enter the entertainment industry? Isn't there a popular talent show recently? Let him go, he will definitely become a hit." Han Fuen suggested.

Han Fuen held a cigarette in his mouth and looked at Ryan, "No, I don't know how deep he is?" A child who couldn't speak in front of many people had a high-profile face in vain.

"Oh?" Han Fuen smiled slyly, "Is it deep or shallow?"

A dirty word made a table of experienced men laugh. Ryan looked around in confusion, not understanding what these adults were laughing at.

Ethan smiled, looking at the innocent little guy, imagining his soft depth, his body ached. He hadn't touched anyone for a while, just because of this little fool who knew nothing.

The sauerkraut jumped on the tin foil, Ryan turned it absent-mindedly, trying to ignore Ethan's greedy eyes.

"Pop!"

The splashing sound of oil and water startled Ethan. The sauerkraut contained fermented water, which was most likely to burst out when roasted. If it burned his hand...

"Ah!"

Ryan exclaimed, the tongs fell on the table, and he rubbed hard with the back of his hand.

What you fear will come true. Ethan clamped Ryan's wrist and said, "Don't rub it." He frowned at the red and swollen part on the back of his hand after pouring ice beer on it.

"None of your business." Ryan felt hurt and wronged. He didn't care much about him when he asked him to grill meat just now. It's too late to care about him now. Humph, he wants to be arrogant.

"Don't move!" Ethan was annoyed and regretted that he shouldn't have taken the opportunity to punish him for running away. Now that he burned him, he was the one who felt sorry for him.

At this time, this man was still mean to him. Ryan felt even more wronged and tears fell down.

"What does it look like to burn?" Owen took Ryan's hand and looked at it.

A red and swollen part, it should be the whole pickled cabbage, it's not serious, it's like being bitten by a mosquito on a few old men with thick skin, but Ryan is delicate, and there is such a thief on his hand.

Ethan continued to cool him down, and seeing that he was crying so hard, he freed one hand to hold his waist, "Alright, little man, it shouldn't hurt that much to get burned, don't cry, okay?"

"Don't touch me~" Ryan twisted his waist to prevent him from hugging him.

"Tsk." Ethan gave him a look of self-understanding.

Ryan stopped moving, sobbed twice and covered his eyes with the back of his uninjured hand, "You scared me, I... don't want you anymore!"

Owen smiled and patted his brother's shoulder, "Did you hear me, let go of little Ryan, my child doesn't want you anymore."

"You dead monk, what are you doing!" Ethan scolded with a smile, "Eat your meat."

Jasper raised his hand to ask the waiter to bring a chair over, and personally placed it behind Ryan, "Come on, come on, Master Tong, please sit down."

Ryan refused to sit, and kicked the chair with his legs, sniffling, and made a scene as much as he could.