"Ah, oh, OK, I'll get out of the pot." He Zhaoyuan quickly put the eggs in the white disk, relieved.
"I said, young master, you have an unusual attitude towards her. You see, you seldom cook such a mess, and you are still such a simple poached egg." Said the servant.
"All right, all right, stop it." The more uneasy he Zhaoyuan was told, he didn't know what was wrong. In his hurry, he just wanted to stop what the servant had to say.
The servant shut up and didn't go on. He Zhaoyuan walked to his study with a plate. The moment he opened the door, he Zhaoyuan seemed to come to the office of Gu group.
Gu qingcu is serious and knocks at the computer. She doesn't know whether she has smelled the smell of the food or something. She looks up at he Zhaoyuan.
"Coming? Fried eggs are all so slow, and your computer is very lag. Gu qingcu complains indifferently.
He Zhaoyuan knew that Gu qingcu was originally a person with poisonous tongue, but he had just failed to cook twice, and was told by the servant again. Now his mind is very fluctuating, so he didn't reply and put the egg on Gu qingcu's table.
Gu qingcu took a bite of the egg, frowned and said, "I thought how delicious you made it. It's obviously aged."
"Gu qingcu!" He Zhaoyuan couldn't bear to shout Gu qingcu.
Gu qingcu was startled. He put down his chopsticks and asked strangely, "did you eat gunpowder? What's the matter? "
"You He Zhaoyuan thought about it for a while, but didn't think of the right words. He said, "you are ungrateful."
"How can I be ungrateful?" Gu qingcu simply hugs his arm and looks at he Zhaoyuan.
He Zhaoyuan was so angry that he had a stomachache: "I've worked so hard to fry eggs for you. Is that your attitude?"
"What attitude should I take?" Gu Qing frowned, looked at he Zhaoyuan and said that her usual communication with he Zhaoyuan was unfriendly, so he Zhaoyuan's sudden outburst made her a little strange.
He Zhaoyuan calmed down his emotions, then said with a long sigh of relief: "sorry, I'm too excited."
"I find that you've definitely had gunpowder today." Gu qingcu stares at he Zhaoyuan and delivers food to his mouth.
"I went out first... What are you doing with my computer?" He Zhaoyuan was about to leave when he suddenly asked as if he had thought of something.
"Teleconference." Gu Qing said with a frown.
He Zhaoyuan heard a stagger at the foot of Yan and looked at Gu qingcu in horror: "just now... Our..."
"What do you think? Of course, it's over. Your computer configuration is too low." Gu qingcu said, "can only play spider cards, forget it, you go out, I want to continue to work."
"Why don't you go back to your company?" He Zhaoyuan couldn't help asking.
"I don't want to go. I feel angry when I see those people." Gu qingcu gave a cold hum, and then drove he Zhaoyuan out like a duck.
He Zhaoyuan came out of his room. The more he thought about it, the more unconvinced he was. It was clearly his study. How did he feel like he was occupied by Gu qingcuque?
"Brother, what are you doing upstairs?" He Mulan's voice came and woke him up.
He looked back at the downstairs and saw he Mulan looking at herself in confusion. Her long hair was disheveled, her clothes had unnatural wrinkles, and she looked tired. She didn't sleep well all night.
"Mulan, when did you come back?" He Zhaoyuan hurried downstairs to look at he Mulan and asked.
"Just now, I'm sleepy and hungry." He Mulan complains wrongly.
"You wait. I'll cook for you." He Zhaoyuan said that he planned to go to the kitchen.
"Oh, by the way, what's the matter with that burnt fried egg in the kitchen?" He Mulan can't help but ask curiously.
"Oh... That's Xiao Cai." He Zhaoyuan thought for a while, and put the black pot on his servant's head.
"No?" He Mulan was very surprised, "won't Xiao Cai be lovelorn?"
"Who knows? Well, I'll cook for you first." He Zhaoyuan vaguely dealt with the past, then waved his hand and slipped into the kitchen.
Although he Mulan felt strange, he didn't think much about it. He just came to the second floor and planned to enter his room, but he vaguely heard something in his brother's study.
He Mulan thought Gu qingcu had gone, so he didn't think of something about Gu qingcu. He thought it was a thief, so he hurried over and opened the door.Gu qingcu angry, see the door open, frown to the door, and he Mulan opposite that moment, two people are Leng for a while.
"You... You haven't left yet?" He Mulan was embarrassed and broke in without saying hello. "That... I heard something in my brother's study, so..."
"Oh, I made it." The computer is a little laggy. He was very gentle. Some of them were gentle. Some of them were very angry, and I was a little impatient. Thank you for helping me out last night, so you can still stand up when it's dangerous.
"You're welcome. In fact, those little gangsters don't dare to do anything. After all, there are so many people." He Mulan probably didn't expect Gu qingcu to be so approachable. He didn't know what to do. "In fact, you have to thank your brother more. He should have taken care of you last night."
Hearing he Mulan mention this, Gu qingcu's face changed slightly, but she didn't say much, just nodded with a smile: "I've already said thank you."
"That's good... By the way, the configuration of my brother's computer is very low, and he will get stuck, otherwise you will use mine?" He Mulan said enthusiastically.
Gu qingcu didn't mean to tell her about opening her computer, but pretended to be embarrassed and said, "will it be trouble?"
"No trouble, my computer usually just watch movies and listen to songs, watch TV dramas and so on." He Mulan said forthright, and then will take Gu qingcu to his room.
Gu qingcu takes a look at a bunch of unresponsive web pages on he Zhaoyuan's computer. He thinks he can't stand it, so he stands up and follows he Mulan to her room.
However, as soon as they went out, they ran into he Zhaoyuan head-on.
"What are you going to do?" He Zhaoyuan asked inexplicably.
"Oh, I'll take Miss Gu to use my computer." He Mulan make complaints about computer and then he can't help but Tucao, "brother brother, you really need to change your computer."
"What do you know? This is the retired computer in my company's office. I'll arrange a retirement place for him. What's the matter? " He Zhaoyuan said discontentedly, "at least he is an old man who has been with me for many years."
"I can't see that you are quite affectionate and righteous." Gu qingcu said with a smile, "do you still have to make a good coffin for it?"
"Do you care?" He Zhaoyuan snorted coldly, then looked at he Mulan and said, "Mulan, the meal is ready."