Madam Became a National Male God After Wearing the Book
Chapter 129： Where can I sell my son?
Chapter 129 Where can I sell my son?
Qiaoyi sat on the right hand side of He Yunting, relatively speechless.
She watched He Yunting prop up her chopsticks to mix the noodles, making sure that each noodle was covered with sauce, and then lowered her head to eat the first bite.
He Yunting\'s eyes flickered slightly.
Joe was nervous: "Not delicious?"
He Yunting looked at her with complicated eyes, no, it was so delicious.
"generally."
Qiao was disappointed, shouldn\'t it, did her craftsmanship regress after she wore the book?
He Yunting ignored her and ate noodles in silence.
In Qiao Yi\'s imagination, He Yunting\'s meal should be the kind of bold and resolute type. As a result, he did not expect that people\'s food is very gentle and there is almost no sound, which is completely incompatible with his werewolf character.
He sits upright, looks attentive, and puts his slender fingertips on his chopsticks. Every time he stirs up an equal amount of noodles, he never **** the noodles slowly, and the noodles that reach his mouth will inevitably be bitten off by him. .
Qiao thought to himself, this way some of the pleasure of eating noodles has been lost.
Compared to the big boss’ silent noodle eating method, Qiao Yi’s eating style is more than a bit rude. She had deliberately endured it, but she still made a noise.
A small voice is also a voice.
A meal made her feel like sitting on pins and needles.
He Yunting ate very slowly, until the last noodles fell off his stomach, he looked disappointed at the bottom of the empty bowl.
Qiao saw it, and asked, "There are still noodles, Mr. He is not full?"
He Yunting glanced at her, put down the bowl, got up, "No, thank you."
Qiao Yi: "..."
If you have not eaten enough, why do you have a hard mouth? Is it possible to keep in shape on a diet?
Looking at the tall figure of He Yunting\'s departure, Qiao was thoughtful and right. He had to exercise more at his age. Middle-aged men cannot get fat, but they become greasy men as soon as they get fat!
"Mr. He, wait." Qiao Yi suddenly got up and chased him.
He Yunting paused and turned around, "What?"
"I, I have something to go out tonight." I have to report to my host when I go out.
He Yunting made a straight face and did not speak.
"I, I just went out to meet with friends. Old friends who have a very good relationship with me. I haven\'t seen them for a long time."
The car is her boyfriend, so it’s no problem to say that.
He Yunting\'s expression eased a little, "Let Uncle Jiang send you."
"No, no, my friend will pick me up."
He Yunting moved his lips, but in the end he said nothing. After an hum, he left.
……
In the afternoon, I was lazy and cozy. Joe had a cup of coffee on one end and read the script carefully, while the little dolphin was playing Lego focused on the side.
For a moment, Qiao Yi even felt that this was the life he was pursuing.
The clock on the wall points to 5 o\'clock, and Joe goes downstairs to cook.
Since today’s theme is Jiangnan flavor, it is inseparable from a fresh word.
Rich and powerful like He Yunting, flying in the sky, running on the ground, swimming in the river, there is no big dish he has never eaten.
So, Qiao Yi didn\'t choose too expensive ingredients, she had to do the opposite and cook home-cooked dishes.
Wash all kinds of vegetables, put the rice on it, wash and drain the shrimps, wash and drain the sea bass, cut the beef into small pieces for use, and cut the pork belly into small pieces for blanching, and the meat will be marinated. I bought a duck and prepared to make Eight Treasure Duck.
Just as she took the duck out of the shopping bag, the door lock clicked and the door opened.
He Yunting is back.
The layout of the villa, as soon as the door comes in, it faces the hallway and bypasses the hallway, it is the living room, and the kitchen is on the right hand side of the stairs.
He Yunting didn\'t change his shoes after entering the door. He hurriedly walked around the hallway, walked through the living room and strode upstairs. He had just climbed three steps, and suddenly there was light in the kitchen, and there was a sound of dongdongdong. , He paused, stepped up to continue, just when he was about to go up to the second floor, he suddenly heard——
"Qiao Yi, hungry."
"It will be well soon, you can eat it when your father comes back."
"Hungry, eat meat, don\'t wait for him."
"Wait a minute, you eat all the delicious parts, and give the leftover leftovers to your father."
"Good, good!"
He Yunting has a black face.
Where can I sell my son?
He turned and went downstairs, walked to the door of the kitchen, looking at the thin back figure busy under the dim light, his heart softened inexplicably, but he asked sternly.
"Didn\'t you say, you want to go out?"
Fourth shift today, this is the first shift~
Hahahaha, my little dolphin, the first person to cheat!
(End of this chapter)
Qiaoyi sat on the right hand side of He Yunting, relatively speechless.
She watched He Yunting prop up her chopsticks to mix the noodles, making sure that each noodle was covered with sauce, and then lowered her head to eat the first bite.
He Yunting\'s eyes flickered slightly.
Joe was nervous: "Not delicious?"
He Yunting looked at her with complicated eyes, no, it was so delicious.
"generally."
Qiao was disappointed, shouldn\'t it, did her craftsmanship regress after she wore the book?
He Yunting ignored her and ate noodles in silence.
In Qiao Yi\'s imagination, He Yunting\'s meal should be the kind of bold and resolute type. As a result, he did not expect that people\'s food is very gentle and there is almost no sound, which is completely incompatible with his werewolf character.
He sits upright, looks attentive, and puts his slender fingertips on his chopsticks. Every time he stirs up an equal amount of noodles, he never **** the noodles slowly, and the noodles that reach his mouth will inevitably be bitten off by him. .
Qiao thought to himself, this way some of the pleasure of eating noodles has been lost.
Compared to the big boss’ silent noodle eating method, Qiao Yi’s eating style is more than a bit rude. She had deliberately endured it, but she still made a noise.
A small voice is also a voice.
A meal made her feel like sitting on pins and needles.
He Yunting ate very slowly, until the last noodles fell off his stomach, he looked disappointed at the bottom of the empty bowl.
Qiao saw it, and asked, "There are still noodles, Mr. He is not full?"
He Yunting glanced at her, put down the bowl, got up, "No, thank you."
Qiao Yi: "..."
If you have not eaten enough, why do you have a hard mouth? Is it possible to keep in shape on a diet?
Looking at the tall figure of He Yunting\'s departure, Qiao was thoughtful and right. He had to exercise more at his age. Middle-aged men cannot get fat, but they become greasy men as soon as they get fat!
"Mr. He, wait." Qiao Yi suddenly got up and chased him.
He Yunting paused and turned around, "What?"
"I, I have something to go out tonight." I have to report to my host when I go out.
He Yunting made a straight face and did not speak.
"I, I just went out to meet with friends. Old friends who have a very good relationship with me. I haven\'t seen them for a long time."
The car is her boyfriend, so it’s no problem to say that.
He Yunting\'s expression eased a little, "Let Uncle Jiang send you."
"No, no, my friend will pick me up."
He Yunting moved his lips, but in the end he said nothing. After an hum, he left.
……
In the afternoon, I was lazy and cozy. Joe had a cup of coffee on one end and read the script carefully, while the little dolphin was playing Lego focused on the side.
For a moment, Qiao Yi even felt that this was the life he was pursuing.
The clock on the wall points to 5 o\'clock, and Joe goes downstairs to cook.
Since today’s theme is Jiangnan flavor, it is inseparable from a fresh word.
Rich and powerful like He Yunting, flying in the sky, running on the ground, swimming in the river, there is no big dish he has never eaten.
So, Qiao Yi didn\'t choose too expensive ingredients, she had to do the opposite and cook home-cooked dishes.
Wash all kinds of vegetables, put the rice on it, wash and drain the shrimps, wash and drain the sea bass, cut the beef into small pieces for use, and cut the pork belly into small pieces for blanching, and the meat will be marinated. I bought a duck and prepared to make Eight Treasure Duck.
Just as she took the duck out of the shopping bag, the door lock clicked and the door opened.
He Yunting is back.
The layout of the villa, as soon as the door comes in, it faces the hallway and bypasses the hallway, it is the living room, and the kitchen is on the right hand side of the stairs.
He Yunting didn\'t change his shoes after entering the door. He hurriedly walked around the hallway, walked through the living room and strode upstairs. He had just climbed three steps, and suddenly there was light in the kitchen, and there was a sound of dongdongdong. , He paused, stepped up to continue, just when he was about to go up to the second floor, he suddenly heard——
"Qiao Yi, hungry."
"It will be well soon, you can eat it when your father comes back."
"Hungry, eat meat, don\'t wait for him."
"Wait a minute, you eat all the delicious parts, and give the leftover leftovers to your father."
"Good, good!"
He Yunting has a black face.
Where can I sell my son?
He turned and went downstairs, walked to the door of the kitchen, looking at the thin back figure busy under the dim light, his heart softened inexplicably, but he asked sternly.
"Didn\'t you say, you want to go out?"
Fourth shift today, this is the first shift~
Hahahaha, my little dolphin, the first person to cheat!
(End of this chapter)