Madam Became a National Male God After Wearing the Book
Chapter 130： Little girl in the shampoo room!
Chapter 130 The girl in the shampoo room!
The sudden sound of frightened Joe. She turned around with the duck in her arms, and when she saw the dark shadow at the door, she almost threw the duck over.
Fortunately, she resisted it.
Qiao looked lingering, blurted out, "... Mr. He, there is no sound when you walk."
He Yunting looked at her, and there was something in his words, "If you don’t do bad things, what are you afraid of?"
is broken, didn’t the big boss hear what she said to the little dolphin?
"Hey, Mr. He, how long have you been here?" Joe smiled flatteringly.
He should have just arrived. There was obviously no one in the villa just now, she had heard it with her ears upright.
He Yunting was expressionless and ruthlessly opened up, "Just when you said you want to give me the leftovers."
Qiao Yi: "..."
The smile on \'s face was stiff and chapped, and only the desire to survive made her even before she could think about it. She denied it three times and blurted out, "I am not, I don\'t, it\'s because you heard it wrong."
He Yunting smiled, "...then...or am I wrong?"
Qiao Yi wished to give himself an ear scraper, "No, Mr. He, you are right, it was my fault, I apologize, I admit my mistake, you left me in the hospital today and didn\'t take me home. I am sad, I am me, I\'m so obsessed with my heart that I said something like that. It\'s not serious. You see, I haven\'t made any dishes yet. How can I give you leftovers?"
Qiao eagerly stepped forward two steps, and the guide platform blocked her way, causing her body to cling to the guide platform, and her upper body leaned forward, particularly sincerely and sincerely explaining to He Yunting.
He Yunting stared at her, as if judging the truth from what she said.
After a while, he said, "I won\'t leave you next time."
Joe was taken aback, and there is another time! ! !
Please let it go...
He Yunting walked into the kitchen with his hands behind his back, his eyes swept over the basins and dishes on the guide platform.
"What to eat tonight?"
"It\'s not a famous dish, it\'s a home-cooked dish. I don\'t know if it suits your appetite."
Qiao Yi pointed to the ingredients on the guide stage and introduced them in turn, "Sweet and sour short ribs, steamed sea bass, crystal shrimp, braised pork, eight-treasure duck, two vegetable dishes, pine nuts, corn and yam fried kale, borscht, and then give it to you. The little dolphin alone makes a shepherd\'s purse wonton.
I don’t know if you like to eat shepherd\'s purse, if you like it, I can pack more and freeze it in the refrigerator. If you are hungry during work at night, cook some. It is very convenient and nutritious. "
荠菜!
He Yunting swallowed subconsciously, raised his head, glanced at her with complicated eyes, and suddenly asked her, "How old are you?"
Qiao was startled one by one. He didn\'t understand the meaning of the big boss asking this, and he tremblingly replied, "2, 21 years old."
He Yunting\'s eyes were dim, one year younger than Xiaocheng.
"In the future, you don\'t need to use honorific titles."
Qiao froze for a moment, his mind flickered, and he immediately thought of the daytime affairs. It seems that the big boss still cares if others say he is old. So she nodded like smashing garlic, "Good job, I know Mr. He."
"Don\'t call me Mr. He either."
"What\'s that called?"
He Yunting frowned and said nothing.
Qiao Yifu touched his soul, "How about calling Mr. He? It is also respectful, and it sounds foreign."
He Yunting: "……"
I don’t like foreigners.
"That." As soon as Joe used his brain, "Is it Comrade He?"
Mom, Joe regretted it as soon as he said it. How fat is this strong sense of age.
Seeing He Yunting\'s face darken at a speed visible to the naked eye, Qiao Yi scratched his head and cheeks in a hurry. It\'s **** hard, he escaped countless bullets, and finally fell on a title!
no! My Joe will never admit defeat.
"Brother, can I call you brother? Brother Yunting." Ah, Qiao almost bit his tongue. What a mess of names, like the little girl in the shampoo room!
"No, it\'s Brother Yun Ting, how about it?"
Hahahaha, the male protagonist can’t escape the old stalker
(End of this chapter)
The sudden sound of frightened Joe. She turned around with the duck in her arms, and when she saw the dark shadow at the door, she almost threw the duck over.
Fortunately, she resisted it.
Qiao looked lingering, blurted out, "... Mr. He, there is no sound when you walk."
He Yunting looked at her, and there was something in his words, "If you don’t do bad things, what are you afraid of?"
is broken, didn’t the big boss hear what she said to the little dolphin?
"Hey, Mr. He, how long have you been here?" Joe smiled flatteringly.
He should have just arrived. There was obviously no one in the villa just now, she had heard it with her ears upright.
He Yunting was expressionless and ruthlessly opened up, "Just when you said you want to give me the leftovers."
Qiao Yi: "..."
The smile on \'s face was stiff and chapped, and only the desire to survive made her even before she could think about it. She denied it three times and blurted out, "I am not, I don\'t, it\'s because you heard it wrong."
He Yunting smiled, "...then...or am I wrong?"
Qiao Yi wished to give himself an ear scraper, "No, Mr. He, you are right, it was my fault, I apologize, I admit my mistake, you left me in the hospital today and didn\'t take me home. I am sad, I am me, I\'m so obsessed with my heart that I said something like that. It\'s not serious. You see, I haven\'t made any dishes yet. How can I give you leftovers?"
Qiao eagerly stepped forward two steps, and the guide platform blocked her way, causing her body to cling to the guide platform, and her upper body leaned forward, particularly sincerely and sincerely explaining to He Yunting.
He Yunting stared at her, as if judging the truth from what she said.
After a while, he said, "I won\'t leave you next time."
Joe was taken aback, and there is another time! ! !
Please let it go...
He Yunting walked into the kitchen with his hands behind his back, his eyes swept over the basins and dishes on the guide platform.
"What to eat tonight?"
"It\'s not a famous dish, it\'s a home-cooked dish. I don\'t know if it suits your appetite."
Qiao Yi pointed to the ingredients on the guide stage and introduced them in turn, "Sweet and sour short ribs, steamed sea bass, crystal shrimp, braised pork, eight-treasure duck, two vegetable dishes, pine nuts, corn and yam fried kale, borscht, and then give it to you. The little dolphin alone makes a shepherd\'s purse wonton.
I don’t know if you like to eat shepherd\'s purse, if you like it, I can pack more and freeze it in the refrigerator. If you are hungry during work at night, cook some. It is very convenient and nutritious. "
荠菜!
He Yunting swallowed subconsciously, raised his head, glanced at her with complicated eyes, and suddenly asked her, "How old are you?"
Qiao was startled one by one. He didn\'t understand the meaning of the big boss asking this, and he tremblingly replied, "2, 21 years old."
He Yunting\'s eyes were dim, one year younger than Xiaocheng.
"In the future, you don\'t need to use honorific titles."
Qiao froze for a moment, his mind flickered, and he immediately thought of the daytime affairs. It seems that the big boss still cares if others say he is old. So she nodded like smashing garlic, "Good job, I know Mr. He."
"Don\'t call me Mr. He either."
"What\'s that called?"
He Yunting frowned and said nothing.
Qiao Yifu touched his soul, "How about calling Mr. He? It is also respectful, and it sounds foreign."
He Yunting: "……"
I don’t like foreigners.
"That." As soon as Joe used his brain, "Is it Comrade He?"
Mom, Joe regretted it as soon as he said it. How fat is this strong sense of age.
Seeing He Yunting\'s face darken at a speed visible to the naked eye, Qiao Yi scratched his head and cheeks in a hurry. It\'s **** hard, he escaped countless bullets, and finally fell on a title!
no! My Joe will never admit defeat.
"Brother, can I call you brother? Brother Yunting." Ah, Qiao almost bit his tongue. What a mess of names, like the little girl in the shampoo room!
"No, it\'s Brother Yun Ting, how about it?"
Hahahaha, the male protagonist can’t escape the old stalker
(End of this chapter)