The Cheng family's house is big, but it's empty. Cheng Hao's bedroom and study do not need to be cleaned, and even the main bathroom does not need to be cleaned, and the main work is concentrated in the living room and kitchen.

Since he won the initiative for himself last week, it is up to Xiaoyuan to sweep a few times to clean.

Xiaoyuan is able to do things, and I would like to thank the foundation laid at the station in the past few years. As a window unit, it is common to receive a hygiene inspection from time to time. She is not sloppy in her work, and Cheng Hao is not picky, and the two of them are safe and happy.

Cheng Hao put the dishes in the dishwasher after breakfast, and just a few bowls were rushing with running water, Xiaoyuan was distressed but didn't dare to say it.

Xiang Xiaoyuan opened the kitchen cabinet, which was densely piled up, and it could be seen that Cheng Hao had never used these kitchen utensils, because he had never even opened the package. I really don't understand how the surname Cheng usually eats.

She took aim at the small frying pan and milk pan on the gas stove and used them.

Out of curiosity, she dragged out a large box to see what good things inside.

Cheng Hao sat on the sofa in the living room reading the newspaper, the sunshine here is good, it is rare not to go out to socialize, and before his ass is hot, he saw Xiaoyuan running over happily with a pot.

"Oh my God, this pot is awesome!" Xiao Yuan's face was filled with that sincere affection again.

Cheng Hao smiled secretly, of course it can't be said that WMF's pot is not good, and it is quite difficult to hold such a big pot.

"Can I use it?"

Xiao Yuan's eyes flashed with gold, as if she was holding a large gold brick instead of a pot.

"Please!" Cheng Hao made a gesture and said contemptuously.

This girl is not an ordinary easy to buy, a pot, a table, and a curtain are enough.

Xiang Xiaoyuan ignored his contemptuous attitude, what kind of steel is used in this pot!

Look at this welding and forging jishu, this pot handle polishing jishu, I don't know how his heat conduction, what is his compressive ability, and what angle is the deformation under force.

Xiao Yuan thought about these problems in his heart, and unconsciously wiped it with a cloth in his hand, and kept wiping it for two minutes.

The pot, which was already very bright, can now be used as a treasure mirror in a conspicuous position in the living room.

Cheng Hao's mood of wanting to read the newspaper for a while was all disrupted by her.

Think about it, a person is holding a new pot not far from you and wiping it for a long time, during which her expression smirks for a while, and ponders for a while, it is estimated that there are few people who will not mumble in their hearts.

"Hey, when are you going to wipe it!"

Xiao Yuan was startled, and then came out of his shijie.

"Have you never used this pot before?" asked Xiao Yuan knowingly.

"Yes, I haven't used it, I barely use anything in the kitchen. Cheng Hao said disdainfully.

"Then you don't have to buy it?"

Cheng Haogang wanted to refute whether she could handle it, but after thinking about it, he pressed the words back and said: "When I renovated the house, I asked the home improvement design office to buy it together." ”

"Wow!" Xiao Yuan felt incredulous: "You don't need it, do you?"

"Anyway, if they bill, I'll pay the bill, and don't worry about what shouldn't be ......," he said with a pun.

Xiaoyuan pouted, the life of a rich person is really unimaginable.

Ordinary people decorate the house which is not carefully selected, for a wall tile can be a few cents cheaper in the building materials market to run a broken leg, everything is carefully calculated.

Like him, whoever does decoration will be happy to die, he is completely wronged, and he can slaughter as much as he wants.

She didn't feel sorry for this pot again, and sighed and said to herself:

"It's such haode steel, no, it's not good to do something!"

After hearing this, Cheng Hao's scalp was about to explode, and she dared to love her not because this pot was expensive, but because she fell in love with its steel.

What the hell is in this girl's head!

After the afternoon class, Xiaoyuan first went to the bookstore to find out how to make coffee, carefully recorded it in his notebook, and then went to the vegetable market to buy silver carp and green vegetables.

Cheng Hao didn't come back for dinner last week, and he didn't have to cook lunch by himself, of course, he bought these foods to cheapen himself.

Xiang Xiaoyuan's team leader is a Chaoshan person, and he has a good soup, and Xiaoyuan has learned a little bit more or less, but he has no chance to practice.

The small gas stove used in the single dormitory can't make soup, so the soup effect of the haode pot must be good.

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Cheng Hao poked on the green space of the golf course, holding the rod, but did not move.

He had never been very interested in playing golf, but he had to do it on the field.

The club's entry ticket is used to show identity, and business partnership is also to be communicated.

For some people, although they wish they would be killed when they go out, they still have to greet them with a smile.

He hurriedly hit a few strokes and then made an excuse to go home, and on the way to a restaurant for dinner.

But he wouldn't be so desolate to eat alone, of course, he called A, B, C, and D...... One of the many girlfriends.

Cheng Hao's chaotic relationship between men and women is well-known in the circle, and it is "indiscriminate" in one word.

The disdain he has for women in his bones is often unbearable.

Women are a fresh toy for him, he will not be emotionally invested, and he does not care whether women are emotionally invested or not.

Anyway, this shijie is the boss with money, and there are so many women who take the initiative to give him his arms, and he can still pick and choose.

Cheng Hao has never been stingy, throwing money is like sprinkling flowers, but there is one thing, when you receive his extremely expensive gifts, don't be happy first, which shows that your relationship has come to an end.

For Cheng Hao's shijie, money can be bought at the beginning, and naturally it can also be bought at the end......

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Pushing open the door, a strange feeling enveloped Cheng Hao's heart.

The aroma permeated the room, the smell so familiar and yet so unfamiliar.

For a moment, he even thought he had gone to the wrong house.

The smell went all the way to the depths of his soul, touching the most primal fear in his heart, and when this fear subsided, a warmth rippled again.

He rushed in without changing his shoes and pushed open the kitchen door, at this moment Xiao Yuan was biting half a steamed bun and doing his homework, and the WMF soup pot next to him made a gurgling sound, and the aroma wafted from there.

Xiao Yuan was defenseless, and the person was stunned, and it took a long time to slowly pull out half of the steamed bun in his mouth.

"You...... You're back...... Wok...... You said you could use it......" Xiaoyuan stammered.

She didn't know that she had angered his nerve again, and that she might provoke him to lash out again.

She couldn't find out his temper, though sometimes she did deliberately provoke him.

Cheng Hao looked at Xiang Xiaoyuan.

The girl in front of her was wearing an apron, holding half a steamed bun in one hand and a pen in the other, her eyes were panicked like a frightened little beast, and there was a book in front of her that read "Structural Engineering".

He sneered and exited to slam the door shut.

Xiao Yuan covered her heart, soothing the heart that was about to jump out of her chest, she sat on the kitchen chair and bit her lower lip, slowly putting her homework together.

The surname Cheng is moody to the point of perversion, and if he continues like this, he will scare himself to death sooner or later.