Qiao Ruoqing looked at this scene and was simply dumbfounded.

This man actually peeled potatoes in the kitchen in a four-figure shirt?

And why does he still look so skilled?

Leaning forward, Qiao Ruoqing admired Huo Jingyuan so much that she threw herself to the ground, raised her face and asked, "Brother Huo, do you know how to peel the skin?" ”

Huo Jingyuan's hand movement paused, and he turned his head sideways to look at the woman in front of him.

Why is this woman's brain circuitry different from others?

Isn't it true that most people should ask, "Do you know how to cook?" Why did you change to peeling when you got here?

Doesn't that sound weird?

He didn't answer, he peeled a few potatoes very neatly, put them in a basin and washed them, and then took a sticky board and a kitchen knife, and cut the potatoes first.

He is as skilled as a chef in New Oriental.

Qiao Ruoqing was stunned.

It's a great way to do it!

Still admiring in his heart, the man naturally pressed the potato chips on the sticky board, and there was a burst of knives in his hands.

The potatoes that had just been muttered had now become shredded potatoes of uniform thickness, and were put into a basin filled with water by Huo Jingyuan.

The pale yellow shredded potatoes also move gently with the shaking of the water, and they are almost transparent.

Qiao Ruoqing stretched out her head and looked at it, "Wow", and after retreating, she gave Huo Jingyuan a thumbs up without hesitation, "Brother Huo, I thought you would only look at documents in the company, but I didn't expect such good craftsmanship!" ”

Although these words were compliments, Huo Jingyuan couldn't hear the meaning of compliments.

Glancing at Qiao Ruoqing, he seemed to be smiling, "Do you think I'm the same as you?" ”

The admiring smile on Qiao Ruoqing's face disappeared most of the time in an instant, and was replaced by unconvinced, "Brother Huo, you can't do this!" I'm just praising you, don't be too proud! ”

Glancing at the basin again, Qiao Ruoqing blinked, "And it's just a shredded potato, and it's not a skill to ascend to immortals." ”

"Okay." Huo Jingyuan chuckled lightly and took her arm out of the kitchen.

I won't do anything, so I should stop staying in the kitchen and watch TV with the old man in the living room.

The old man was looking at the central set, and when he saw them coming, he immediately beckoned, and patted the position next to him, "Jing Yuan, Ruoqing, hurry, come and sit." ”

Qiao Ruoqing immediately quickened her pace, sat down in front of the old man, and called out sweetly, "Grandpa Song".

The corners of Huo Jingyuan's lips hooked, and he also walked over, sat down on the single sofa next to him, took the fruit knife in the fruit basket and began to peel apples.

Qiao Ruoqing was talking to the old man, and she didn't notice Huo Jingyuan's movements, and suddenly heard the old man ask: "Ruoqing, I beat Mingyuan that day and left, and then I heard Meixian say that he seems to be hospitalized?" ”

"Really?" Qiao Ruoqing looked at the old man, her eyes seemed to be a question mark, "I don't know about this, my aunt went to our house that day, but I was not there, I listened to Uncle Wang, it seems that you are so angry." ”

The old man sighed, "That stinky boy is also not angry. But Ruoqing, can you go and see him? Mi-hyun called me and said he was reading your name all day...... I know it's wrong for him, but even if it's for my sake, just go and see him...... You can rest assured that grandpa will not ask you to do anything. ”

Looking at the old man's cautious appearance, Qiao Ruoqing pursed her lips.

Song Mingyuan is the only grandson of the old man, even if the old man beats him, he still hurts him in his heart.

"Grandpa Song, I'm ......"

"It just so happens that I'm going too, let's go together." Huo Jingyuan, who was sitting next to him and had not spoken, spoke up.

Qiao Ruoqing was a little surprised, and following the prestige, Huo Jingyuan handed over the peeled and cut apple.

Looking at the apple in front of him, and then at the fruit knife that Huo Jingyuan was still holding in his right hand, Qiao Ruoqing blinked enviously, "Brother Huo, you are really so good at peeling!" ”

"......" Huo Jingyuan felt that this girl might be stupid.

The old man didn't answer this question, and his eyes fell directly on Huo Jingyuan, "Jingyuan, are you going to the hospital too?" ”

"Well, I have a little friendship with Song Shao, so I'm just going to take a look." Glancing at Qiao Ruoqing, Huo Jingyuan asked, "Together?" ”

Qiao Ruoqing didn't want to go.

And she doesn't know when Huo Jingyuan and Song Mingyuan had a relationship.

Could it be the friendship of that movie?

Song Mingyuan almost hated Huo Jingyuan because of that movie, didn't Huo Jingyuan know?

But no matter what, they are also people standing on the same line now, Huo Jingyuan said so, and she didn't want to lose his face too much.

He nodded and agreed.

Huo Jingyuan hooked the corners of his lips, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

……

This season, chrysanthemums bloom just right.

After getting out of the car, Qiao Ruoqing did not go directly to the hospital, but went to the flower shop first.

Huo Jingyuan put his hands in his pockets, followed behind her, watched her pick and choose for a while, and finally handed the clerk a bouquet of white chrysanthemums, and said with a smile: "Hello, please help me wrap it." ”520

The clerk looked at Qiao Ruoqing and took it and started packing.

Huo Jingyuan leaned against the wall and glanced at Qiao Ruoqing lazily, "Are you going to visit the sick or go to the grave?" ”

Qiao Ruoqing's expression remained unchanged, and she turned her head and glared at him, "What else do you say, I didn't expect to come, who made you agree so quickly?" ”

Huo Jingyuan raised his eyelids and began to look at the ceiling, "The old man is old, just let him feel at ease." ”

When he said this, Qiao Ruoqing became curious about his relationship with the old man.

Just now at the old man's house, she was embarrassed to ask, but now that she is here, she doesn't care so much, and comes to Huo Jingyuan, "Brother Huo, I see that you and Grandpa Song seem to be very familiar, why haven't I heard you talk about it before?" ”

"You didn't ask." Huo Jingyuan answered, and saw that the clerk had already wrapped the flowers, so he took the flowers and handed the money over by the way.

Qiao Ruoqing was a little embarrassed, and hurriedly stretched out her hand to stop him, but he avoided him.

"A little bit of my mind." Huo Jingyuan replied in a fluttering voice.

Usually when he was with Huo Jingyuan, most of them talked about work, and Qiao Ruoqing thought he was quite serious.

But today, she found that Huo Jingyuan didn't seem to be the same as usual.

There's always a bit of a lazy smell on his body, where is he like in the office?

Qiao Ruoqing held a bouquet of bright and dazzling white chrysanthemums in her hand, and walked in side by side with Huo Jingyuan.

Glancing at the flower in Qiao Ruoqing's hand, the more Huo Jingyuan looked at it, the more funny he felt, his expression management almost failed, so he simply didn't look at it, and looked at the road ahead without squinting.

"The old gentleman really hurts you." He asked.

Speaking of this, Qiao Ruoqing was a little sad, "Yes, Grandpa Song has always been very good to me." ”

In her previous life, she was imprisoned and there was no news of the old man, and I don't know what happened to the old man.

Huo Jingyuan felt strange, why did Qiao Ruoqing say that others were good to her, but she was still so sad?

There are six elevators in the elevator hall on the first floor of the inpatient department, two of which are dedicated to surgery, and four are usually used in the public room, but after all, the hospital is large, there are many patients, and there are more family members to visit and care for, so there are many people around the elevator room, all waiting.

Qiao Ruoqing and Huo Jingyuan squeezed into the crowd, afraid that the chrysanthemum in her arms would be flattened, she still protected it with her hands, looking extremely nervous.

Noticing her movements, Huo Jingyuan smiled silently, stood in front of her, and reached out to gently grab her wrist.

Qiao Ruoqing was stunned, raised her face, and looked at the man in front of her with some blankness.

Huo Jingyuan looked calm, and said righteously: "There are many people, don't get separated." ”

Qiao Ruoqing nodded, feeling that Huo Jingyuan's words were very reasonable.

So it makes sense that people can become leaders in the industry, and they usually pay so much attention to every little thing.

At the same time, he also strengthened his determination to learn from Huo Jingyuan.

Finally, the No. 1 elevator in front of me arrived, and the family members who had been waiting for a long time rushed in, making all their strength rush in.

Huo Jingyuan usually walks in the company with special elevators, most of them are alone, at most he is followed by Cheng Han, at this time, he is obviously not very comfortable with the atmosphere, frowning, standing there motionless.

He was already tall, and he was standing like this, a bit like a pillar.

Qiao Ruoqing tilted her head, "Brother Huo, aren't we leaving?" ”

Huo Jingyuan was silent for a moment, watched the elevator door close, and lowered his eyelashes, "There are too many people, wait for the next trip." ”

Qiao Ruoqing looked left and right, "But there are still many people who wait." ”

At this time, the No. 2 elevator on the right came, Qiao Ruoqing grabbed Huo Jingyuan's hand with her backhand, squeezed it sideways, and when the people in the elevator came out, she immediately rushed into the elevator.

It wasn't until she pressed the floor that Qiao Ruoqing let go of Huo Jingyuan's hand and fanned her face with her hand, "It's so hot!" ”

"......" Huo Jingyuan looked at the hand that had just been held by Qiao Ruoqing, and there was a thin layer of sweat on it.

The fingertips twisted, and the tiny beads of sweat squeezed into the lines of the palms.

I don't know what to think, he suddenly laughed, and looked at the girl next to him jokingly, "You're quite good." ”

In the narrow elevator, there were a lot of people, Huo Jingyuan remembered the appearance of the girl protecting the chrysanthemum before getting on the elevator, and moved his steps with difficulty to get to the front of her.

Qiao Ruoqing only moved when he was not used to such crowding, and he didn't take it to heart, and replied with a smile: "I practiced it before." ”

Speaking of which, it's because of Song Mingyuan.

When he was in high school, Song Mingyuan liked rock music, and once his favorite band came to Jiangcheng to perform, but the online tickets had already been sold out, and Song Mingyuan was very unhappy about this.

In order to make Song Mingyuan happy, she found a scalper through various channels, and the scalper had dozens of tickets in her hand, and at that time, she also squeezed in so disregarding her image, and finally grabbed two tickets.

However, Song Mingyuan didn't go with her in the end, but went to watch the performance with another girl, and she went to the girl to reason because of this incident, and she didn't get any benefits in front of Song Mingyuan.

Now that I think about it, I was really stupid at that time!

Qiao Ruoqing touched her nose, just when the floor arrived, she held the flowers and squeezed to the staircase step by step.

Huo Jingyuan saw that she was struggling to squeeze and protect the flowers in her hands, so he took a step forward and squeezed in front of Qiao Ruoqing to help her open the way.

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