Seeing him looking at her, Su Qiao rolled her eyes and said, "You are hungry, why don't you ask the servant to cook for you?"
What does it have to do with her
She's not his mother.
"You...?" Huo Hanfeng felt that this woman was born to be his nemesis.
This one sentence ignited his anger again.
Humph, if he wasn’t looking for this ungrateful bastard, would he have stayed outside for so long
If he wasn't worried that she would meet a pervert dressed like that, would he have waited here like an idiot after returning home
Are all kinds of dangerous images still appearing in your mind
Now that I think about it, he's really fucking sick.
And the illness is not mild.
Su Qiao actually just said that, although this guy looked like he deserved a beating and was not cute at all.
But after all, he is the man who has been with her for two lifetimes, how could she really ignore him
He threw his schoolbag and went into the kitchen.
After a while, she poked her head out of the kitchen and shouted to the old man on the sofa, "I'm going to make noodles. Do you want eggs?"
"Yes! Two!"
The 'uncle' was lying on the sofa, looking in the direction of the kitchen. No one knew what he was thinking about, but his voice was particularly loud, as if with a hint of excitement.
Ten minutes later...
At the dining table, a certain 'old man' drooped his lips critically.
"Why are there chopped green onions? I don't eat green onions."
Su Qiao rolled his eyes at him and said, "If you don't want to eat it, don't eat it."
Could it be that she should do it again
Humph, this man must not be spoiled.
If she is spoiled, she will be the one who is tired in the future.
Huo Hanfeng rolled his eyes and pushed the bowl in front of Su Qiao: "I don't care, you spilled it, pick it out for me."
How can a man be so troublesome
Su Qiao really wanted to punch him.
444 kept reminding me.
Su Qiao sighed inwardly, let go of his bowl and took his bowl.
"Okay, you're the ancestor, okay?"
"That's more like it."
Huo Hanfeng's lips curled up slightly.
He supported his chin with both hands, looking at the girl who was helping him pick the chopped green onions with a helpless look on her face. He just felt that the more he looked at her, the more he liked her.
After choosing, Su Qiao pushed the noodles back in front of him: "Okay, eat quickly, and then go to sleep."
"Yeah." Huo Hanfeng nodded like a good boy, rarely, and lowered his head to eat noodles with a happy look on his face.
After taking the first bite, his eyes lit up and he never stopped eating.
He didn’t know whether he was hungry or because Su Qiao’s noodles were so delicious, but he even drank up all the soup in the end.
It was over, and I licked my lips feeling a little unsatisfied.
“So delicious?”
Huo Hanfeng straightened his expression: "Just barely."
Humph, barely
Can you barely lick the bowl clean
Su Qiao was too lazy to pay attention to him. He cleaned up the dishes, picked up his schoolbag and went upstairs.
Huo Hanfeng followed quietly behind.
"I'm going to sleep, you can do whatever you need to do."
Su Qiao blocked the door to prevent the man from running into her room again.
Huo Hanfeng was choked, put his hands in his pockets, and said stubbornly: "What do you think I want to do?"
"I just want to remind you that the clothes you wore today are too ugly. If you wear them outside, people will laugh at you. It's better to wear your old clothes in the future."
Does this woman know how pretty her face is and how hot her body is
I don’t know how dangerous it is to go out wearing those clothes.
Su Qiao glanced at him with disdain: "What's so ugly about it? Do you think I'm blind?"
Huo Hanfeng's face turned a little red.
After holding it in for a long time, he said:
"If you show your arms and legs, people who don't know you would think you are working in some industry."
“…” Su Qiao was absolutely right.
Haha, those people showing their arms and thighs on the streets, are they all engaged in special industries
This is an international joke.