Quick Transmigration: Targeted by the Boss

"Don't you feel guilty for saying this? It's obviously Xia Yao's own thick-skinned, post it up, we Yaoyao don't care about her at all."

"That's right, she said that as if she knew us Yaoyao well. It's shameless."

"Also, what do you mean by 'sure to pick someone who is more beautiful than Fu Jingyao?' As far as our brother Yao's appearance is concerned, you probably have to go to the end of the universe to find it before you can find it."

In the small kitchen, Su Qiao saw that Fu Jingyao was sticking there like a telephone pole, neither burning the fire nor leaving, so he had no choice but to do it himself.

After the fire was started, I first boiled a large pot of water, threw a piece of pork belly in it, brushed it well twice, rinsed it with cold water again, threw it on the chopping board, and started to cut.

The movements were quick and neat, and only the sound of the knife slicing on the chopping board could be heard.

"Fuck, look at Su Qiao's swordsmanship, are you sure it's not acrobatics?"

"God, I'm so afraid she'll cut it."

"I'm in hand control. Su Qiao's hands are more beautiful than hand model's hands."

"I like her long black and shiny hair. It's really like black satin. It's so shiny. It's beautiful to just casually use white silk to tie it loosely at the back of her head."

"I love her clothes, they look loose and comfortable, yet beautiful and flowy."

"I think Su Qiao not only looks very classical, but also has a temperament that is very similar to an ancient lady, and her long hair and her clothes are very similar."

The cameraman was probably also attracted by the scene of Su Qiao cutting vegetables. The camera was always facing Su Qiao's direction, and he even forgot about Fu Jingyao who was standing by the door.

Only when the unusually tempting meat aroma hit the nostrils did the camera move away from Su Qiao and land on the dishes on the plate.

'guru'

The cameraman would never admit it, and he was drooling with greed.

Su Qiao made a simple stir-fried pork belly with garlic moss, fried a plate of scrambled eggs with tomatoes, and finally fried a hot and sour shredded potato and a plate of cabbage.

Bringing the dishes to the kitchen table, Su Qiao packed herself a bowl of rice, and Gu Zi sat down at the table and started eating.

Fu Jingyao paused for a while, but in the end with a stinky face, he ran to pack a bowl of rice and sat opposite Su Qiao.

Su Qiao looked up at him: "After eating, you wash the dishes."

"I……"

Su Qiao didn't give him room to speak at all: "You are here to experience life, not to be a young master. You can't do nothing, right?"

"Or, you can't do anything other than acting?"

"You're such a big man, you don't even have the ability to take care of yourself. If something happens one day, would you let yourself die of cold or starvation?"

If this man were thrown into the forest, he probably wouldn't survive for a few days.

After several planes, this guy has the worst hands-on ability, no one.

Fu Jingyao, who was still waiting to say something, couldn't stand her contemptuous eyes, forgot her original intention of 'making trouble', and said a little unconvinced: "Who said I wouldn't? ."

Su Qiao didn't say anything, just gave him a chopstick of cabbage: "Eat more green cabbage."

"I don't like this." Fu Jingyao took out the vegetables with a cold face and threw them on the table.

Su Qiao put down her chopsticks and said unceremoniously, "Are you a child? Are you a picky eater?"

"You don't even look at yourself, you're as thin as a hemp, what's the use of having a good-looking face? If you encounter a robber, you can only watch it, maybe a woman needs to protect it. ."

Fu Jingyao's face darkened: "I am very healthy, three or five people are not my opponents at all."