As a veteran drag racing professional, Guan Heng had such a deep concern for his life for the first time in his life, and it was also the first time that he was glad that he had caught the evening rush hour. The traffic squirmed slowly on the road, and the woman who didn't want to do it couldn't move, and she couldn't drag the car even if she wanted to.

The Nanlin apartment in the CBD area is Guan Yi's own industry, and Guan Heng has reserved a large apartment of more than 200 square meters for himself a long time ago, and it has been there since the renovation. A few days ago, I always had an awkward relationship with my mother, and I came up with the idea of moving out.

Zhang Wei hired a housekeeper to clean the house in advance, all kinds of daily necessities were added according to Guan Heng's preferences, and the refrigerator was also filled with food and wine. Guan Heng came out of home last night, just like staying in a hotel, and checked in directly with his suitcase.

Liang Qiao originally thought that a person like Guan Heng who would die if he didn't pretend to be X, the house would definitely be decorated in a very tall modern style, black, white, gray and cold tones, simple and luxurious.

Not at all, in fact.

At the entrance is a separate space, flanked by rows of white wardrobes and shoe cabinets, and two thick beige cushions on the shoe changing stool. There was a huge pine revolving door at the end of the entrance, and it was the first time Liang Qiao had seen such a design, and when he pushed the door, it was as if he had entered another world.

The interior of the house is very spacious, with the exception of solid wood doors and a few pieces of furniture, the rest of the house is almost entirely white.

The white walls are adorned with light-toned decorative paintings, and the low sofas and neatly arranged pillows are also a dusty white that looks very soft. On the floor was a whole brown short-haired carpet, with no coffee table, only two small white tables on either side of the sofa.

Every piece of furniture, every detail, is beautiful to perfection, new and clean, and will make you feel like dust.

Turning right, there is an open study, a whole wall of white bookcases, and dark brown log workbenches, simple and neat.

In the symmetrical position of the study, there is an integrated kitchen, all kinds of utensils are complete, and the colors are much brighter, which adds a bit of a warm sense of life. The refrigerator in the corner is very large, and the design of the door is a strange color, and when you look closer, you will find that it is a glass panel, and the color will be different when the light changes.

"Wow~" Liang Qiao couldn't help but sigh in admiration, and then looked around, wondering what this guy's bedroom would be like.

Guan Heng was very satisfied with her amazing expression, sat down on the sofa, and comfortably crossed Erlang's legs. "Let's cook when we're done with the tour." He looked at his watch, "Give you half an hour." ”

After the driver sent the young master home, Liang Qiao was called up to cook again. The reason why she didn't refuse is because she has now adjusted her mentality and completely treats serving this young master as a part-time job - she just happens to be short of money, and she just needs to deal with a scumbag who is strong and middle-handed, two hundred yuan an hour, which is quite cost-effective!

The most important thing is that not only can she make money, but she can also save money on a meal. ╮(╯_╰)╭

However, after Liang Qiao made it clear that he had a nickname called "Kitchen Killer", Guan Heng still insisted on letting her cook, which made her very moved, this guy is really guts.

The refrigerator is rich in ingredients, all kinds of meat, vegetables and fruits, and there is a whole layer of drink, half of which is beer, generally all kinds of soda, lemonade and the like.

There are several bags of rice, all of which are in the cabinet below, and all kinds of imported fragrant rice here and there have not yet been opened. Liang Qiao casually opened a bag, scooped up the rice, and steamed the rice first.

What should I cook? She pinched her waist, thought about the dazzling array of ingredients for a long time, and silently took out her mobile phone to Baidu recipes.

The bookcase in the study is also a rotating design, which connects to the master bedroom.

Half an hour later, Guan Heng came out of it and had already changed into a comfortable light-colored loungewear. Liang Qiao had already put all the food on the table, still wearing the new apron, blue on a white background, propped up on the table with his hands propped up, staring at the dishes with his head down, not knowing what he was thinking.

Secretly looking forward to it, Guan Heng coughed lightly, walked to her side with slippers, leaned over slightly with his hands behind his back, and followed her line ......of sight: "What are you looking at?"

As soon as he finished speaking, his eyes fell on the two dishes, and the whole person froze.

Oh, I finally know what she's doing with her head down. Guan Heng couldn't help but sneer, she could make these two black messes and couldn't tell what kind of dish they were at all, she should repent of it!

He glanced at the two bowls of rice, which looked cooked, but if he was not mistaken, the burnt piece on top was a pasty pot, right?

"That's what you cook?" Guan Heng knocked on the table and asked, "Are you here for food?" Feed the pigs! ”

"It's still edible, I just tasted it." Liang Qiao exhaled, straightened up and said with a serious face. She sat down first and picked up her chopsticks, "It's time to eat, pig." ”

“！！！” Guan Heng was furious, gritted his teeth and pointed at her, "You asked for two hundred yuan an hour, and you fooled me with this kind of thing?" Am I that stupid x? ”

"You can really eat it, I don't believe you can taste it." Liang Qiao's expression was extremely sincere, and he picked up a piece to eat for him as he spoke, and nodded and commented, "Although it doesn't look good, it tastes okay." ”

It was already past six o'clock at this time, Guan Heng was hungry, stared at her for a while, and sat down silently opposite her. Holding the chopsticks for a moment, she picked up a lump of something similar to a potato in the dish she had just eaten, and looked at it with disgust a few times before putting it in her mouth.

"Is this a potato?" He asked as he chewed.

Liang Qiao nodded, "I'll just say that the taste is okay." "You can eat potatoes.

He swallowed it very reluctantly, reluctantly, okay! Guan Heng snorted, his brain didn't know how, and he said: "You actually know how to make potatoes, where did you find the peeler?" ”

Liang Qiao didn't raise his eyelids: "Do you still have to peel potatoes?" ”

Guan Heng stretched out the chopsticks for a moment, and then slammed them on the table: "Why don't you peel the potatoes?" ”

Liang Qiao sighed: "It makes no difference whether you cut it or not, don't you feel it when you eat it." ”

"Do you have a little common sense, potatoes grow in the ground, and the skin is very dirty, okay?" Guan Heng pointed to his nose, "Lao Tzu, a sick person, why did you give me such an unclean thing!" Don't eat it, don't eat it! ”

Really angry, he directly picked up two plates and threw them into the trash. "Redo it! Don't try to fool me with this stuff again! If you can't even make a meal to eat, we're going to have to revisit your salary. ”

Liang Qiao's hand holding the chopsticks was still in mid-air, and he stared at him for a long time, compromised. She put down her chopsticks, "Is there a supermarket around here, I'll go buy some equipment." ”

Guan Heng sighed, he still needs equipment to cook......

For the sake of her good attitude to change her mistakes, he temporarily put away his anger, "Turn right out of the community and go straight for 500 meters." ”

Liang Qiao really went to the supermarket and came back soon, with the equipment he specially went out to buy - a bottle of Lao Gan Ma, chicken flavor, crunchy.

Guan Heng looked disdainful when he saw it: "What is this?" ”

"Artifact." Liang Qiao said. Unscrewed the cap of the bottle, took a chopstick, mixed it in the rice, and ate it by himself.

Didn't you ask her to do it all over again, what does it mean to do this now?!

Guan Heng sat opposite and stared at Liang Qiao for a long time, and when he saw that she didn't react, he grinded his teeth in anger. This woman is really underwhelmed! He frowned unhappily and knocked his fingers on the table twice: "I said ......"

As soon as two words popped out, Liang Qiao pushed the bottle of old godmother over, slid on the smooth table for a while, and just stopped at the position in his hand.

"You let me cook, and it's up to me to do what I do. Today, I'm going to have my godmother's bibimbap, and if you don't eat it, you can make it yourself! ”

“……”

Look at her attitude! What about being friendly, warm and professional?

Guan Heng looked at her in silence for a few minutes, then stood up without saying a word, and entered the bedroom through the gap in the middle of the bookcase.

Liang Qiao glanced at his bowl of rice that had not been touched, and reached out to take the old godmother back.

Ten minutes later, the doorbell rang.

Liang Qiao was about to finish eating a bowl of rice, and just as he was about to open the door, Guan Heng had already come out of the bedroom and strode towards the door, and a contemptuous and arrogant look floated over when he passed her.

Because of the partition design of the entrance, she couldn't hear the voice of the door at all. However, the foodie's sixth sense told her that this girl must be called takeout!

Liang Qiao hooked his head and looked over there, and sure enough, after a while, he saw him carrying a big takeaway bag, walking back with a noble and cold face, glanced at her contemptuously again, and put the things on the table.

Liang Qiao took a few pieces of rice and slowly put them in his mouth, his eyes kept staring at his movements.

Guan Heng naturally noticed her direct gaze, and the corners of his mouth slowly hooked up a sneer.

As he slowly untangled the bag, the smell of fried chicken wafted out from it, Liang Qiao immediately couldn't help but take a deep breath, this smell is really too criminal!

Guan Heng took out the paper bucket inside, and Liang Qiao's eyes suddenly lit up, it was actually a family bucket! The true meaning of the whole family bucket is to share, wouldn't it be a waste of his mind if she didn't eat it?

Liang Qiao immediately put down his chopsticks and looked at the box with blank eyes.

"Want to eat?" Guan Heng glanced at her and asked deliberately. After asking, he didn't wait for her to answer, snorted, and mocked, "You better continue to eat your pig food, it's so delicious, don't waste it." ”

Liang Qiao has never been uncommon for this kind of thing, and said with a smile: "Don't be so stingy!" ”

Guan Hengpi laughed twice, "It's not your share!" ”

Of course, eating fried chicken should be accompanied by beer, Guan Heng removed the lid on it, turned around and walked to the kitchen, and took out a can of beer from the refrigerator.

Then when he turned around, he saw that the woman had moved from her position opposite him to beside him, and was swaggering and gnawing on a chicken leg. I didn't feel ashamed at all when I met his gaze, and waved my hand and shouted at him, "Give me a bottle too!" ”

Guan Heng: "......"

Are all women so shameless now?