Quick Transmigration: Targeted by the Boss

Seeing him looking at herself, Su Qiao rolled her eyes: "You're hungry, don't you know how to ask the servant to cook for you?"

What's the matter with her?

She's not fucking.

"You...?" Huo Hanfeng felt that this woman was born to resist him.

In a word, he picked up his fire again.

Hmph, if it wasn't for this white-eyed wolf, would he be hanging out for so long?

If it wasn't for worrying about what kind of pervert she might encounter when she dressed like that, he would have been waiting here like a fool after returning home?

Do you still have all kinds of dangerous images in your mind?

Now that I think about it, he is really sick.

And not too sick.

That's what Su Qiao actually said, although this guy is not cute at all.

But after all, he is the man who has been with her for two lifetimes, how could he really ignore him?

Tossed the bag and went into the kitchen.

After a while, she stuck out her head from the kitchen and shouted to the 'uncle' on the sofa, "I'll take a slap, do you want eggs?"

"Yes! Two"

'Uncle' was lying on the sofa, looking in the direction of the kitchen, wondering what he was thinking, but his voice was particularly loud, as if he was a little excited.

ten minutes later……

At the dining table, a certain 'uncle' shrewdly lowered the corners of his mouth.

"Why are there chopped green onions? I don't eat green onions."

Su Qiao rolled his eyes at him: "If you don't eat it, don't eat it."

Do you want her to do it all over again?

Hmph, this man, absolutely can't get used to it.

Spoiled, she will be tired in the future.

Huo Hanfeng rolled his eyes and pushed the bowl in front of Su Qiao: "I don't care, you sprinkled it in, you pick it up for me."

A man, why is it so troublesome?

Su Qiao really wanted to punch him.

[Host host, blackening value! Blackening value! 】

444 kept reminding.

Su Qiao sighed inwardly, let go of his bowl, and took his bowl.

"Okay, you are the ancestor, okay?"

"It's almost there."

The corners of Huo Hanfeng's mouth twitched slightly.

Holding her chin with her hands, she looked at the girl who was helplessly picking green onions for herself, and she just felt that she liked it how she looked at it, and how she liked it.

After picking, Su Qiao pushed her face back in front of him: "Okay, eat quickly, and sleep after eating."

"Yeah." Huo Hanfeng nodded like a darling, and ate the noodles happily with his head down.

After taking the first bite, his eyes lit up, and then he didn't stop.

I don't know if it was because he was hungry, or if Su Qiao's noodles were so delicious that he even drank the soup in the end.

When it was over, he licked his lips a little bit.

"So delicious?"

Huo Hanfeng straightened his expression: "Reluctantly."

Huh, barely?

Barely able to almost lick the bowl clean?

Su Qiao was too lazy to pay attention to him, she packed up her dishes, picked up her schoolbag and went upstairs.

Huo Hanfeng followed silently.

"I'm going to sleep, what are you doing?"

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 sternly, "What do you think I want to do?"

"I just want to remind you that those clothes are so ugly today. People will laugh at you when you wear them. It's better to wear your original clothes in the future."

Does this woman know how good-looking her face is and how hot her body is?

I don't know how dangerous it is to wear those clothes out.

Su Qiao gave him a contemptuous glance: "How ugly? Do you think I'm blind?"

Huo Hanfeng's face was a little red.

After holding back for a long time, he said:

"Those who show their arms and thighs, I don't know, they think you are engaged in some industry outside."

"..." Su Qiao was absolutely correct.

Hehe, those people who show their arms and thighs on the streets are all engaged in special industries?

What an international joke.