Madam Became a National Male God After Wearing the Book

The sudden sound startled Qiao Yi, she turned around holding the duck, and almost threw the duck when she saw the shadow at the door.

Fortunately, she held back.

With lingering fear on his face, Qiao Yi blurted out, "...Mr. He, why do you make no sound when you walk?"

He Yunting looked at her, and there was something in his words, "Don't do anything wrong, what are you afraid of?"

Bad, didn't the big boss hear what she said to the little dolphin just now?

"Hey, Mr. He, how long have you been here?" Qiao Yi smiled obsequiously.

He should have just arrived. There was no one in the villa just now, but she listened with all her ears.

He Yunting had no expression on his face, and ruthlessly revealed, "Just when you said you would give me the leftovers."

Joe One: "..."

The smile on her face suddenly froze and cracked, and the only thing left was the desire to survive, so she couldn't even think about it, she denied it three times and blurted out, "I'm not, I don't, you misheard."

He Yunting had a half-smile, "...then...or am I wrong?"

Qiao Yi wished to scratch himself, "No, Mr. He, you were 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'm sad, I, I, I, I was obsessed with ghosts, so I said such a thing, not seriously, you see, I haven't cooked any dishes yet, how can I give you leftovers?"

Qiao Yi took two steps forward eagerly, and the guide platform blocked her way, causing her body to stick tightly to the guide platform, leaning forward with her upper body, explaining to He Yunting very sincerely.

He Yunting stared into her eyes, as if judging the truth of her words.

After a while, he said, "I won't leave you next time."

Joe was taken aback, there is another time! ! !

Please let me go...

He Yunting walked into the kitchen with his hands behind his back, and his eyes swept over the pots and dishes on the ledge.

"What to eat tonight?"

"It's not a famous dish, it's just a home-cooked dish. I don't know if it suits your taste."

Qiao Yi pointed to the ingredients on the guide table and introduced them one by one, "Sweet and sour short ribs, steamed sea bass, crystal shrimp, braised pork, eight-treasure duck, two vegetarian dishes, fried kale with pine nuts, corn and yam, borscht. The little dolphin makes a shepherd's purse wonton alone.

I don’t know if you like to eat shepherd’s purse or not. If you like to eat it, I can pack some more and freeze it in the refrigerator. If you are hungry when you are working at night, you can cook some. It is very convenient and nutritious. "

Shepherd's purse!

He Yunting subconsciously swallowed, raised his head, looked at her complicatedly, and suddenly asked her, "How old are you?"

Qiao Yi was taken aback, not understanding what the big boss meant by asking this, and replied tremblingly, "2, 21 years old."

He Yunting's eyes were dim, and he was one year younger than Xiao Cheng.

"In the future, there is no need to use honorific titles."

Qiao Yi was stunned, his mind was spinning, and he immediately thought of what happened during the day. It seems that the big boss still cares about others saying that he is old. So she nodded, "Okay, okay, Mr. He, I understand."

"Don't call me Mr. He either."

"What's that called?"

He Yunting frowned and said nothing.

Qiao Yifu thought deeply, "How about calling Mr. He? He also expressed respect and sounded foreign."

He Yunting: "..."

I don't like foreign style.

"Then." Qiao used his brains, "Comrade He?"

Oh my god, Joe regretted it as soon as he said it, how fat is this strong sense of age.

Seeing that He Yunting's face darkened at a speed visible to the naked eye, Qiao Yi scratched his head and scratched his head anxiously. Damn it, could it be possible that he escaped countless bullets and finally fell on a title!

no! I, Joe Yi, will never admit defeat.

"Brother, can I call you brother? Brother Yunting." Ah bah, Qiao Yi almost bit his tongue, what kind of nonsense are these names, like a shampoo room girl!

"No, it's Brother Yunting, how about it?"

Hahahaha, the hero can't escape the old stalk