An Ge zoomed out the page, dotting here and there on Quan Mo's computer.

The computer is full of piles of reports and data, and a person's head can't become mentally retarded if they are filled all day long? A folder in the security system caught her eye.

An Ge put the little white rabbit on his lap, picked up the mouse and clicked it.

There's a software in the folder.,One point opens, it's all monitoring screens.,It's all the pictures of the villa.,Real-time transmission......

No wonder every time she is a little troubled, Quan Mo knows it.

It turned out that it was the same as in hotels in the United States, except for the bathroom and toilet, where cameras were installed, so what did they do at night...... I guess I recorded it.

"......" An Ge was embarrassed and reached out to adjust the previous time.

When he was studying how to adjust it, the door of the president's office was pushed open from the outside, and An Ge hurriedly turned off the software and opened the webpage where the TV series was broadcast......

Eh, what is her heart empty, and it's not that she pretends to be a monitor and peeps every day.

"Why are you here?"

Quan Mo walked in, took off his suit and hung it on the hanger next to him as he spoke.

"I'm here to bring you Mrs. lunch." An Ge smiled, put the white rabbit on the ground, and picked up the lunch box on the coffee table, "Do you want to eat now?" ”

Quan Mo glanced at the time with low eyes, and said in a low voice, "Hmm." ”

An Ge sat on the sofa, dismantled the lunch box into one by one, opened all the lids, and made the standard three dishes and one soup.

This kind of lunch box has a thermal insulation effect, and the dishes are steaming.

Quan Mo walked up to her and sat down, "Have you eaten it?" ”

"Hmm."

Quan Mo's slender hand picked up the chopsticks, took a chopstick of green pepper and put it in his mouth, his face was cold, and he had no expression......

An Ge looked at him.

Quan Mo chewed carefully, and only turned his head to stare at her deeply for a long time, "You did it yourself?" ”

"yes, is it delicious?" Ange flashed her long eyelashes.

"......" Quan Mo swallowed the green pepper, then nodded, and stiffly held back two words, "It's delicious." ”

"But you don't look like you're talking about delicious...... "An Ge is still a little self-aware, he is clearly disgusted with her doing it.

"You're wrong." Kwon Mo continued to eat.

“……”

An Ge was speechless, holding his face in one hand to watch him eat, thought for a while and said, "I know that I am a long way from the chef at home, but I will try." ”

"Are you sure it's the distance, not the chasm?" Quan Mo bit the braised pork that was as hard as a stone and turned his head to look at her.

"......" Angelomer.

Well, he really just disliked her.

"I said, I'll cook for me when you're old." Quan Mo put down his chopsticks, reached out to hold her slender wrist, and rubbed his fingertips, "These hands, take the microphone now." ”

He didn't need her to do the chores for her with these hands.

"But I want to be nice to you." An Ge lowered his head, "I don't know how to be good to you, you have everything, you can do everything yourself, there is too little I can do for you." ”

Quan Mo let go of her hand and continued to pick up chopsticks to eat, quietly listening to her narration.

There was something sad in her voice.

"Why did you suddenly remember to be nice to me?" Quan Mo stared at her, and a touch of sensitivity crossed his eyes.

An Ge was stunned, "Did I have a sudden?" ”

"Yes." Quan Mo is categorical.

She had never thought about that before.

He stared straight at her, waiting for her to continue, An Ge was dumbfounded, bit his lip, heard the sound of the TV series on the computer, and immediately made it up, "I just watched TV, and it said that life is impermanent, in fact, people are really like this, who can guarantee who can accompany whom for a lifetime." ”