"Then you are also giving you face." Mo Yao lowered her head, close to Chu Qiao's ear, and took the opportunity to bite her delicate little earlobe.

A tingling sensation ignited from the earlobe, stumbled into the ventricles, and then flowed out of the ventricles, rushing towards the limbs. This man comes nonsense regardless of place and occasion! Chu Qiao panicked, forgetting that there was a big basin containing fish behind him, and took a step back, his foot was tripped by the edge of the basin, and he sat in the fish basin.

Mo Yao stretched out his hand but failed to catch her, seeing her sit in the fish pile, the fish frightened by the sudden appearance of the unknown object, crackled and jumped, and kept smashing on Chu Qiao's body, so frightened that Chu Qiao screamed again and again, and the wolf was extremely bèi.

"Stupid!" Mo Yao pulled her out with a look of disgust. The fish fluttered so hard that the water splashed everywhere, and the corners of his trousers and leather shoes were stained with dirty, fishy water.

Mo Qiye has a cleanliness habit, a very strict zhòng cleanliness habit, and seeing that his body is dirty, he is so angry that his hair stands on end.

"Broken woman, look at the good things you have done!" Mo Qiye gritted his teeth.

Miss Chu knew that she was in trouble, wiped a handful of dirty water on her face, and grinned, "I didn't mean to, don't be so stingy, okay, or I'll wipe it for you." She took her little paws that had just come out of the fish bowl and slapped them on the hem of his trousers, slapping small handprints on his black trousers.

The Seventh Master roared, "Chu Qiao, did you do it on purpose!" ”

She was frightened by his thunderous momentum and began to hide to the side and pretend to be innocent and pitiful.

How can she blame her, she was obviously scared by him and fell into the fish basin, and ...... Chu Qiao looked at his soaked clothes, which were still stained with these shiny flaky objects, which seemed to be fish scales or something...... She's obviously better than him.

She was drenched, water dripping down her clothes, and her scales glowing white in the sun. Looking at her unlucky appearance, the seventh master suddenly had a good mood, his mood was high, and the irritability just now was swept away.

It just so happened that the vendor brought the killed fish, and when he saw the fish in the fish basin, he was not happy.

Pointing to the stagnant water in the basin, he said a lot to the seventh master, Chu Qiao didn't understand, and finally saw Mo Yao give him a stack of money, so he closed his mouth stupidly, and cleaned up the fish in the basin that was sat by Miss Chu's buttocks, and the liver and intestines were cut off.

"What did he say?"

"Say you're stupid!" Mo Qiye raised his noble chin and gave Chu Qiao a gifted look.

"You said it yourself!" Chu Qiao rolled her eyes, she was stupid because she was lowered by him. Bad foreign language is really a hard injury, Miss Chu secretly swore that after returning to China, she must learn Spanish hard, and there is no need for this translation that has no professional ethics and is indiscriminately edited.

"It's dirty like this, take a taxi back by yourself." Mo Qiye dropped a sentence, and walked towards the side of the road where he parked with a fish.

Miss Chu's lowered IQ was sluggish, and it wasn't until Mo Qiye was about to walk in front of the car that she reflected it.

"I don't have any money!" Miss Chu shouted from afar.

"No money to walk back!" Mo Qiye threw a sentence over the air, saying that he opened the door and got into the car.

The roar of the engine sounded violently, and the people walking on the street with their heads down were startled and quickly fled to the counseling for fear of being hit. Only Miss Chu walked slowly and reluctantly, and the fishy smell on her body made her want to vomit.

"Are you really going to walk back on your own?" The glass of the Rolls-Royce fell, and the man's dark eyes stared at Chu Qiao dissatisfiedly, "Get in the car." ”

Chu Qiao raised her arm and sniffed, the smell was so bad that she disliked it, "I'm really dirty, or ......."

"Master let you get in the car."

Well, don't blame me if the car doesn't wash out.

Mo Yao drove all the way back to the hotel, and as soon as the car stopped, Chu Qiao opened the car door in a panic, covered his mouth and rushed into the door, and went straight to the bathroom.

Mo Yao walked out of the car unhurriedly, and the housekeeper greeted him, "Mr. Mo, Miss Chu?" ”

"She's fine, you can take the food from the car to the kitchen."

Cuisine? The housekeeper was startled, took a taxi to open the door, and saw that there were many dishes piled up in a row.

The housekeeper was surprised, this master thinks that the dishes made by the hotel chef are unpalatable, and he wants to improve his life?

"Mr. Mo, if you feel that the dishes cooked by the hotel chef are not to your taste, you can change them, and you can order the dishes casually." The butler bent slightly, humbly reminding him.

Mo Yao is a lifelong VIP customer of the hotel, and this bungalow is also an exclusive room for Mo Yao.

Although they belong to the hotel, they are equivalent to serving Mo Yao. If he is not satisfied, their jobs will be gone.

"You told the chef that you don't have to come over today, someone is cooking." Mo Yao accidentally smelled the fishy smell on his hands, and frowned in disgust.

The housekeeper thought that the place was not done well, which made him unhappy, and he was busy with a smiling face, "Mr. Mo, you can mention if you are not satisfied, we will try our best to meet your requirements." ”

"Take a day off." He said lightly, but the housekeeper put down a thousand catties of boulders in his heart, and hurriedly packed up the ingredients in the car and took them to the kitchen. After taking the things, I diligently arranged for someone to wash the car.

Mo Yao slowly returned to the room.

When he came out again, it was almost dark, and Chu Qiao was busy in the kitchen with his sleeves rolled, cutting, washing, cooking, and looking presentable.

"Hurry up, I'm hungry."

I didn't eat at noon, and anyone would be hungry, Chu Qiao responded, in fact, she was also hungry, so her actions were a lot sharper. The two of them went out to buy vegetables at noon, and it took a lot of time to choose condiments, and they went to the vegetable market to buy fish and meat, and it was not early when they came back. As a result, in order to wash off the fishy smell on his body, Chu Qiao soaked in water for more than two hours.

Mo Qiye didn't get much better, and took a bath three times in a row.

Now both of them are hungry, but this chef is not good, and his movements are as slow as pigs, and Mo Yao is so anxious that he can't stand it anymore, so he moves to the living room to watch TV.

Cut, it's better if you're not there, I'm still comfortable. Chu Qiao hummed a little tune, standing at the window stirring egg yolks, the wooden bran cup made by her father was delicious and sugar-free, she was going to try it today.

In order to protect the privacy of the guests, each bungalow here is very far away, and the two bungalows are separated by dense greenery, and Chu Qiao once hid under a fallen fir tree to investigate, although it was finally discovered.

Thinking about this, there is a sense of time flying.

Chu Qiao looked at the bushes in front of her, the lush green became thick under the cover of the night, she once loved this color very much, so she often shuttled through the primeval forests.

Looking too attentively, the egg liquid accidentally stirred outside, Chu Qiao hurriedly cleaned up the spilled egg liquid, and inadvertently saw a pair of dark eyes in the trees, staring at her like a falcon.

"Who's where?" Chu Qiao shouted and ran to the window.

The figure flickered, and with a shake in the bushes, the man vanished.

Chu Qiao looked around vigilantly, and there was only silence left.

Mo Yao rushed over when he heard the voice, with a hint of nervousness on his face, "What's wrong?" ”

"I seem to see someone staring at me outside, but after a while, I can't find it." Chu Qiao looked at the towering fallen fir again, its dense leaves swaying gently in the wind, showing no traces.

Mo Yao's deep eyes glanced out, and sneered: "Who will look at you if you look so ugly, hurry up and cook." After speaking, he slapped Chu Qiao on the back of the head, "You can't afford to pay for starving your master." ”

Depend on! Chu Qiao waved his small fist at Mo Yao's back, if you are not happy, I will starve you to death!

Just thinking about it, his stomach growled uncontrollably, Chu Qiao rubbed his hungry belly, and resigned himself to speeding up again.

It turns out that cooking is a craft that requires a long period of experience accumulation and honing to be practiced, which is the legendary practice makes perfect.

A master like Chu Qiao, who can't go to the kitchen once in ten years, no matter how many theories she has, it will be in vain, and by the time she recalls and studies and brings out the first dish, it is already more than ten o'clock in the evening.

Mo Yao was so hungry that his eyes flashed into Venus, and he was extremely remorseful and credulous that Chu Qiao had given the chef a day off.

"If you don't bring out the rice again, the master will go to the kitchen and eat you!" Mo Qiye's voice was as flat as water, and when he heard Chu Qiao's ears, a tenth-level storm blew in his ears.

"Right away." Chu Qiao put down the plate and swore that "the meal will be opened in ten minutes, you will eat this first." ”

Mo Yao got up from the sofa and came to the restaurant, looking at the black lump on the plate, he suddenly lost his appetite, "Broken woman, what do you give your grandfather to eat?" ”

If you eat this thing, you're dead, right?

"That's tuna sushi, how about you taste it?" Chu Qiao shouted in the kitchen, listening to the sound and still busy.

Tuna sushi? Mo Yao slid down three black lines on his face, haven't you ever eaten sushi, you don't know that sushi is white. Mo Yao put down his chopsticks and entered the kitchen decisively.

Chu Qiao was wearing thick gloves and serving the baking tray from the oven, and this time the contents of the baking tray Mo Yao could distinguish the color.

"What is this?"

"Wood bran cup." Chu Qiao proudly introduced: "This dessert is my mother's favorite food, my father often makes it for her, the taste is delicate and delicious, and the biggest benefit is that it contains less sugar and is harmless to eat." ”

Mo Yao looked at Chu Qiao, whose eyebrows were fluttering, and his attention was not on the chaff cup, but on Chu Qiao's parents. He suddenly remembered that Tang Ze told him that day that Chu Qiao's genes were very special.

"Who are your mom and dad?"

Chu Qiao was startled by Mo Yao's cold voice, and his smile stopped abruptly.

"It's my mom and dad." Chu Qiao casually responded and prepared to prevaricate, and after filling the wooden chaff cup, he walked to the living room.

A fragment of information suddenly flashed in Mo Yao's mind, more than ten years ago, there was an organization that specialized in the study of human genes, and through guò genetic modification of human beings, to achieve some tasks that human beings could not accomplish on their own. It is said that this organization used to carry out living realization, but it was eventually stopped because it was too inconsistent with the spirit of benevolence.

At that time, Chu Qiao should have been only a few years old.