Lisco's American Life

Because it was lunch, Lisko didn't drink too much. After lunch, the bottle of red wine was only half consumed.

Zhang Li's drinking capacity is also very light. After drinking a glass of red wine, his drunken state is revealed. His usually smart eyes are also blurry and misty at this time, like a pool of invisible spring water, making it difficult for people to see through. His fair cheeks are slightly

She was blushing, and her neat hair was falling down in pieces, losing her original spotless temperament. Instead, it added some lustful feelings, making her want to get closer to her.

"Would you like to take a rest first?" Lisko wiped the stains on the corners of his mouth and asked with concern.

"Okay, I'm too drunk." Zhang Li stood up, feeling that his feet were weak.

Lisko's quick eyesight and hands quickly helped her and pulled her upstairs.

When she got to the room, she covered her with a quilt, turned on the air conditioner thoughtfully, and helped her take off her high heels.

Looking at Zhang Li who fell asleep immediately and the sweat on his forehead, Liske picked up a tissue and wiped it lovingly.

"It's so cute." Lisko suppressed his urge to lower his head for a kiss, went downstairs to get a glass of water, put it on the bedside, and closed the door with gentle steps.

"There is no need to go up to the second floor to clean. Miss Zhang is taking a rest." Lisko gave the order to the maid.

Maybe the maid would notice this, so he might as well take the trouble to arrange it.

I originally planned to go to Les with Zhang Li to ride a motorcycle this afternoon, but now that Zhang Li was knocked down by Liske, the plan was shelved.

Lisko didn't go far. He just took a novel and read in the sun on the balcony of his room.

The sunshine at noon was just right, and Liske's whole body was warmed lazily. After reading for a while, he fell asleep unconsciously. Because he had always had the habit of taking a nap, he naturally became sleepy at that time.

Time flew by and the sun turned. Lisko felt a hint of coldness in his sleep. He didn't want to wake up and soon felt like someone was covering him. He didn't have time to think about it and fell asleep again.

When he woke up again, it was already dark. Lisko looked at the lights in the distance in the pasture. When he lowered his head, he saw that there was indeed a blanket on him.

Lisko felt warm in his heart. The maid had been arranged not to go upstairs to disturb the guests. Payne usually wouldn't go upstairs, so it was obvious who put the blanket on.

He went to the bathroom to wash his face. The warm water awakened all his senses. Lisko rubbed his numb hands and walked to the opposite room.

When I opened the door, the room had a completely new look. The person sleeping on the bed was no longer there. The backpack I had brought in had also been unpacked, and the clothes were neatly placed in the closet.

"Xianhui." Lisko looked at the neat wardrobe with an expression of admiration on his face.

Beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Whatever Zhang Li does now, Li Sko finds it very cute.

After going downstairs, Zhang Li was sitting on the sofa with a book and reading it. Lisko glanced at the cover from a distance and realized that it was his book.

While Zhang Li was watching, there was a cup of coffee next to him, still steaming from it.

"Hi." Lisko kept moving downstairs and said hello.

"Hey, why did you catch a cold if you slept on the balcony?" Zhang Li looked up and saw Liske, with a look of concern on his face.

"I originally planned to sit in the sun and read a book, but it turned out to be so comfortable that I fell asleep immediately. But thank you for the blanket."

"It's easy." Zhang Li replied and raised the book in his hand.

"I've read half of it. Is this book your debut work?"

Lisko recalled, "Not really. Strictly speaking, I have been contributing to magazines since my debut, but this is indeed my first full-length novel."

"The writing is a bit heavy, and the whole person is made unhappy by the situation of the characters in it, but the things in it really have a great impact on people."

"The idea of ​​writing it at that time was to use tragedy to bring some reflection to readers." Lisko sat next to her and looked at her reading progress.

"You look like you're going very quickly. This book is almost over."

"I slept for a while and then got up. This is what happens when I drink. After about an hour of sleep, I woke up, so I came down to find a book to read."

"And I've already read part of this book in school."

The maid came up and brought a cup of black tea to Lisko. Lisko never liked drinking coffee unless he had something to do and needed caffeine to wake him up.

After taking a sip of the Ceylon black tea I brought from my tutor's house, the warm tea entered my stomach and I squinted my eyes in comfort.

Zhang Li looked at Li Ke's black tea and said, "You are really different from all the foreigners I know,"

"WHY?"

This was the first time I heard this statement. Liske turned to look at Zhang Li.

"The foreigners I know all like to drink ice water and don't like to drink hot tea."

This is indeed true. Lisko found that no one around him really drank hot water. What everyone often drank was ice water and room temperature water. According to others, the taste of boiled water is slightly different from normal water.

, they are not used to drinking.

Lisko even learned that if a mother who has just given birth drinks water, the nurse will hand her a glass of ice water. Girls drink water with ice cubes during their menstrual period.

Many Americans feel that drinking hot water will make them feel sick, which makes Liske very confused, but he can only shrug helplessly. This is the cultural difference between the East and the West.

"My family has always drank hot water. It may be a habit brought by my grandfather. I don't think there is any difference." Lisko shrugged, "I just have a Chinese physique."

"Hot water is still good for the body. Boiling water will kill the bacteria in the water, which is good for the body." Zhang Li played with her Eastern theories to educate Lisko.

"By the way, it's getting late. Are you hungry?" The wall clock on the first floor chimed the hour, and Lisko realized belatedly that the time was now six o'clock in the afternoon.

"I'm not very hungry. I haven't been active since lunch, so I can't digest it so quickly."

"Then you have to eat something, three meals a day." Lisko also has his own eating habits. No matter whether he is hungry or not, he has to eat on time. In his previous life, he suffered enough from stomach problems due to work reasons.

"Let's see. I have bagged Guilin rice noodles. Do you want to try it? This is a special delicacy, and I am from Guilin, Guangxi." Zhang Li's face was full of pride. No matter where she went, she would

Being full of pride in one's own country and one's hometown is something that the United States does not have.

I don’t know if it’s social trends or this, but the greatest pleasure in many Americans’ lives is to criticize the government. They think all politicians are a bunch of stupid pigs.

In the United States, when you meet Americans, you don’t know what to talk about. You are right to criticize the current ruling party. This really makes you get familiar with strangers quickly.