By the time I got off the minibus, the sky had already darkened.

There were still a few traces of dark red remnant sun left in the west, but a faint crescent moon rose in the sky on the other side, exuding a soft light. The smell of the camphor tree is rich, mixed with coolness, and smoked with Chu Qiao. Her feet stepped on the fallen leaves on the street, and the tender dead leaves made a 'squeak' sound under Chu Qiao's feet, rolling into dust.

There is light in the villa, Sister Wan should be at home, right?

"Sister Wan...... It's me!" Chu Qiao walked to the walkie-talkie, stood on tiptoe, and spoke into the walkie-talkie.

With a "bee......p", the iron door opened.

Chu Qiao tightened his bag and walked into the villa. When she walked to the living room, she saw Meng Yanchen sitting on the leather sofa. Meng Yanchen crossed Erlang's legs, holding the Pad in one hand, and the fingers of the other hand were gently dragging on it, probably reading the company's reports or something.

Chu Qiao was stunned for a moment, but she thought about it. Whether it is public or private, Meng Yanchen is her boss. It was better for her not to offend him. Thinking about it, she walked in front of Meng Yanchen, hooked the corners of her mouth, and said softly: "Yanchen, I'm back." ”

Meng Yanchen's eyes tightened, and he moved his gaze from the Pad to Chu Qiao's delicate little face. Sister Wan won't go home until tomorrow, so the person who helped her open the door just now was actually him. He subconsciously liked her well-behaved appearance, the corners of his mouth hooked up a wicked smile, and the light of his phoenix eyes flowed.

"Then if it's okay, I'll go back to the room first......" Chu Qiao's next sentence made Meng Yanchen's face turn cold. He restrained the anger in his heart, and his right hand was inadvertently clenched tightly. After all, she still doesn't want to appear in front of her!

This realization made him want to split Chu Qiao's head and see what she thought? Where did this woman in society have such an attitude towards him? Her every move could affect his mood. Even, it only takes one sentence to make him unable to restrain his anger!

"I'm hungry!" Meng Yanchen said in a deep voice.

"What?" Chu Qiao's eyebrows twisted, did she hear it wrong?

"Chu Qiao, I'm hungry. Sister Wan is not at home today, you have to cook for me!" Meng Yanchen was afraid that she would not be able to hear, so he simply raised the volume of his voice and said. He was going to take her out to dinner, but now he had changed his mind. He asked Chu Qiao to cook rice for himself!

Chu Qiao's eyes widened, and he looked at Meng Yanchen in disbelief: "You let me do it?"

The smile on the corner of Meng Yanchen's mouth was even worse, and he raised his eyebrows: "What? You won't do it?" It's unpalatable, it's a big deal to go out again. However, he just couldn't help but want to tease her more and see how she froze!

Chu Qiao twisted his fingers, raised his eyes and glanced at Meng Yanchen, his heart was crossed, he put his bag on the sofa, turned around and walked into the kitchen. When she entered the kitchen, Meng Yanchen's eyes were full of deep smiles, and the corners of his mouth showed a smile that had succeeded in his plan.

Chu Qiao walked into the kitchen and opened the three-tier refrigerator.

Fortunately, Sister Wan had stocked up on a lot of fresh vegetables, fruits and meat in the kitchen, Chu Qiao rolled her eyes, thought about it, reached out and took out some ingredients, and began to cook. When she was very young, she learned to cook. Aunt Xue is her stepmother and has never taken care of her as a daughter. Whenever she didn't want to cook, she sent Chu Qiao to cook.

When chopping vegetables, Chu Qiao held the kitchen knife, only to feel dizzy, his eyes were a little blurry, his throat was dry for a while, and he couldn't help coughing. Chu Qiao resisted the urge to cough, tried to concentrate, and continued to cook.