The man's eyes suddenly deepened, and the small hand holding Qiao Yu in his big hand pulled in his direction suddenly, and Qiao Yu's whole person was pulled in front of him, intertwined with his breathing.

"I believe in Miss Qiao's business ability, so I don't force you, I just need you to do a full set of things in my house."

He held Qiao Yu's buttocks, dragged her whole body to himself, and tilted his head against her lips.

"That's nature."

Qiao Yu took advantage of the situation to wrap his arms around his neck, one hand was not in the man's hair, and his eyes showed a rippling smile: "Mr. Xiao saved my father first, I will try my best to meet all your requests......"

“…… Is that okay, husband?"

The man's breathing intensified, and his big hot hand reached into Qiao Yu's clothes, burning so much that she couldn't help but raise her head and muttered in a shallow voice......

When the two of them really went to eat, it was already past the meal, and Qiao Yu proposed to go to the supermarket to buy some ingredients and let her cook.

Xiao Tu couldn't help but look at her, and a layer of softness was spread under his calm eyes: "You can also cook."

"My mother taught me."

Qiao Yu's mother who died.

said it was a mother, but in fact it was just an adoptive mother.

Now that the adoptive mother is dead, the adoptive mother's family Qiao Yu does not often contact them.

One is that Qiao Yu and them don't move around often.

Second, the adoptive mother's family background is very good.

Now that their father is seriously ill, their mother has passed away, and their only stepmother, Su Jingwen, is also a useless and mean master, their family has long been down, not as good as it was at the beginning.

Qiao Yu was also embarrassed to contact them more.

The ringtone of the mobile phone suddenly interrupted Qiao Yu's thoughts, Xiao Tu took out the mobile phone, and when he saw the caller, his brows were slightly clustered.

"Hello." He picked up his phone.

A soft and delicate voice came out from there: "Yes, is it Brother Xiao?"

The sound was enough to make Qiao Yu stunned.

Qiao Qing.

How could she have Xiao Tu's mobile phone number?

Xiao Tu's face did not change, and his voice was as detached as ever: "Which one."

"It's me, Brother Xiao, I'm Qiao Qing, we met in the ward today, I'm Qiao Yu's sister."

As soon as these words came out, Xiao Tu raised his eyebrows silently, and then his eyes moved to Qiao Yu.

Qiao Yu shook his head silently, indicating that it was not the mobile phone number he gave.

Xiao Tu's eyes were a little colder, his dark eyes were full of coldness, he didn't wait for Qiao Qing to say anything more, and directly interrupted her.

"Tell Xiao Yao and let her wait."

After that, he simply hung up the phone.

"It's Qiao Qing." Qiao Yu affirmed.

"Did you say to my cousin that we're just friends?"

She only said this to Gu Simin, but Gu Simin should not be the kind of person who casually talks about others.

She suddenly remembered the figure she had seen around the corner of the hallway.

That's Xiao Tu's cousin!

She didn't expose them in line with Xiao Tu's original intention, but she didn't expect it to cause unnecessary misunderstandings.

Qiao Yu pursed his lips and chose a less serious statement: "After all, I just agreed to marry Mr. Xiao, and I still have to find a boyfriend in the future, so naturally it is not easy to make a statement."

Xiao Tu picked the ingredients with a cold face, and his tone was light: "Then it seems that Miss Qiao, like me, is also a scumbag."

"Less choreographed me." Qiao Yu pouted and retorted.

After the two of them finished selecting the ingredients, they drove back to the apartment.

During this period, Sheng Tang sent her a few lists, Qiao Yu took a cursory look, but did not pick a satisfactory one, and rejected all of them.

Sheng Tang couldn't help but send a sentence: [It's really hard to serve]

Qiao Yu put away her mobile phone, and Miss Qiao, who was difficult to serve, was going to cook for Mr. Xiao.

She made a few dishes that her mother did when she was alive, and when she burned the eggplant, she watched the eggplant pieces roll down on the board, and couldn't help but recall that when she was a child, she would lie on the side of the board and watch her mother chop vegetables.

But times have changed.

A car accident, a hit-and-run car.

She never saw her mother open her eyes again.

His father's health was not as good as before because of his mother's death, which directly led to his later bedriddenness.

Qiao Yu's mind drifted away, and he didn't pay attention to it, so he let the kitchen knife cut his hand.

Blood snaked down the tender white fingertips, like the blood that spread out from under the scrapped car on that rainy night......

The dishes were put on the table one by one, and the delicacies with all the colors and flavors made Xiao Tu look at Qiao Yu with some appreciation.

The last soup was good, Qiao Yu bent the corner of his eyes and said, "Please, Mr. Xiao."

Xiao Tu didn't sit down first, but walked up to Qiao Yu, raised her chin and kissed her lightly, he said, "Good job."

Something suddenly attracted his attention, Xiao Tu lowered his eyes, and frowned slightly.

He raised Qiao Yu's hand, the tip of her index finger was not bandaged, and the blood flowed to this point, almost crawling half of her forearm.

"What's going on?" Xiao Tu, who had just softened a little, suddenly became cold and hard, and even his tone was as if he had quenched ice.

Qiao Yu didn't care much and said, "It's just a matter of accidentally cutting your hand, it's not a big problem."

Xiao Tu didn't reply to her, turned around and went into the bedroom, and took a small first aid kit.

Qiao Yu was pressed by Xiao Tu on her leg to bandage her, and when she was wiping the bloodstains, Xiao Tu spoke: "I injured myself in front of a doctor, and I left the wound to dry for so long, is Miss Qiao provoking my professionalism?"

Although it was a joke, Xiao Tu didn't mean to joke at all.

Even the air pressure around her body was very low, which made Qiao Yu, who was sitting on her lap, feel a little cold.

"It's just a broken hand."

Xiao Tu didn't speak, but his mouth was very tight, as if he was really unhappy.

Qiao Yu said in her heart, she really didn't mean to openly provoke him.

His hand still hooked Xiao Tu's neck, approached him and whispered: "How dare I provoke Mr. Xiao, I don't know what Mr. Xiao is angry about?"

Xiao Tu's eyes looked at her calmly: "Who told you that I was angry."

Qiao Yu said: "So, Mr. Xiao, who is not angry, can you enjoy your face and taste the food I cooked?"

Xiao Tu stared at her quietly for a while, and finally let her go and pulled her to the dining table.

"This is the last time you'll cook in your apartment."

Qiao Yu: "......"

Okay.

Xiao Tu's apartment has many guest bedrooms, and Qiao Yu chose one of them.

Lying on the bed, Qiao Yu looked at the list that Sheng Tang pushed over for her like a criticism, looked at it for a long time, and finally picked out one and sent it to Sheng Tang

Sheng Tang: [Isn't it, Miss, the old lady sent you so many and you took a fancy to one?] Didn't you tell me you were short of money? 】

Qiao Yu looked around at his large guest room and replied: [Missing, but not so lacking. 】

Early the next morning, Xiao Tu prepared the car and wanted to take Qiao Yu out.

said that there was a dinner party at their house in the evening, and Qiao Yu needed to accompany him to attend.

They went to the mall to pick out clothes for Qiao Yu, and when they were halfway through the selection, Xiao Tu suddenly received an emergency operation.

He communicated with the staff of the mall, and Qiao Yu directly recorded all the expenses for buying clothes, and then drove to the hospital.

Qiao Yu took a few skirts that looked more gentle and tried them on, turned around, but met two uninvited guests.