Chapter 20: The Underworld Sister-in-law (20)
"Qiao Han." Qiao Han responded lightly, he actually knew Lin Yanyan, because in the past few days, Qiao An often picked up this girl, and every time he stayed at her house for a long time, he instructed: "I'll send you home, the security around here is not good, and it's not safe for you to be a girl here." ”
Lin Yanyan bit her lower lip and shook her head: "I don't want to go home." ”
Qiao Han was stunned.
Could it be that she quarreled with Joan?
Thinking of this possibility, Qiao Han was a little impatient, and he asked, "What's wrong?" ”
Lin Yanyan looked at Qiao Han, for some reason, it was the first time they met, but they always felt very close, and they didn't know how to say their troubles, but they also said angrily: "She is always like this, forcing me to cook, and she won't ask me if I want to, hum!" ”
She shook her head, pursed her lips, looked aggrieved, and couldn't help shouting after complaining: "If she was gentle with me, I would be willing to cook, but she ...... But she ...... But she didn't even ask me, she always looked tough. ”
Qiao Han felt incredible, is Qiao An so short of chefs?
His mind was full of turns, but his face was not obvious, and he only said, "Why don't you find a hotel to rest in tonight?" ”
Lin Yanyan thought about it and felt that it was feasible.
Qiao Han personally sent Lin Yanyan to the hotel and left, he turned around and came to the community where Qiao An lived, and stood downstairs for a long time, not knowing what he was thinking.
The next morning, Qiao An was woken up by a knock on the door, she frowned and opened the door, and saw Qiao Han carrying vegetables.
She raised her eyebrows slightly, a little surprised: "Why are you here?" ”
Joan had just gotten up from the bed, still wearing a suspender nightdress, revealing her fair and round shoulders, and her long hair was scattered, adding a bit of bright color.
Qiao Han unconsciously moved his eyes, blushing slightly, and he carried the dish, "I'll cook for you." ”
Qiao An looked at Qiao Han for a long time before he chuckled and turned sideways to let him in.
She said: "Why, I haven't spied any useful information from me in the past few days, so I changed to close surveillance?" Ready to install several monitors in my home while cooking? ”
Qiao Han was stunned when he entered the door, he carried her on his back, and he couldn't see his expression clearly.
"Actually, it only needs you to come, so why bother thinking about any reason to get closer." Qiao An walked into the kitchen, half-sitting on the counter, her slender beautiful legs cocked, swaying, she propped one hand on the countertop, slightly oblique, "Recently, Zhao Qing has been guarding against me strictly, and it is too late to weaken the power in my hands, how can I still be exposed to new projects?" But he'll be reusing me soon, and I'll let you know when that happens. ”
Qiao Han pursed his lips lightly and said sullenly, "You don't need to say this to me. ”
Qiao An chuckled and began to receive a report from Bei Sansan in the distance, and learned about Lin Yanyan's experience from yesterday to today.
[Master, it's ten o'clock now, Lin Yanyan is still in the hotel, do you need to bring her back to cook? ] I was right in front of her hotel room. 】
Qiao An looked at Qiao Han, who started cooking, and responded with consciousness: "No, Qiao Han will help me make lunch today, just let Yanyan rest for a day." ”
After hearing this, Bei Sansan was a little surprised, and then began to dutifully analyze the pros and cons of things.
[Master, the food he cooks has no halo value, and it still takes up stomach capacity when he eats it, and the gains outweigh the losses, and there is no point in you doing this at all. 】
"How pointless." Joan looked at the silhouette of Qiao Han fishing in the kitchen with an apron tied.
He was wearing a white T-shirt and jeans, which was obviously such a simple style, but he wore the effect of a model, his whole body was full of youthful atmosphere, and the sunlight outside the window was swaying, dotted on his body, as if adding a layer of filter.
Qiao An narrowed her eyes slightly, and half-loudly, she took out a cigarette, lit it, and took a puff of cloud smoke before she said slowly: "I want to sleep with him." ”
North 33: "......?!! ”