Chapter 1731

Qian Duoduo was elated: "of course. I cooked all the meals and cleaned up all the house. It used to be like a dog's Kennel. Now what's the matter? The old look has changed."

Yuan Xiaoqing looked around. Sure enough, it was very different from the original. It was clean and tidy. It looked very comfortable. His anger was much smaller at once.

"How's it going? Have you been moved?" Qian Duoduo was complacent.

"Move your sister." Yuan Xiaoqing sat down, grabbed chopsticks and held a braised pork chop.

Qian Duoduo quickly grabbed the chopsticks and grabbed her chopsticks: "Hey, you haven't rehabilitated me yet."

Yuan Xiaoqing stared at him: "hooligan, let go."

"I spent all the money on this meal. I cooked it myself. I kindly invited you to dinner. You wronged me. Now I still want to eat overlord meal. What do you think of my little heart?"

Yuan Xiaoqing didn't speak and moved his chopsticks hard.

But Qian Duoduo's chopsticks held her chopsticks tightly and couldn't move.

Yuan Xiaoqing simply let go of his chopsticks, reached out and grabbed a piece of spareribs on the plate, put it in his mouth and ate with relish.

"Hey, you're a dog." Qian Duoduo is angry and funny. "A girl should at least have a little image and talk about hygiene. After sleeping all night, she didn't wash her face and hands. She began to grasp it when she stretched out her hand. It's so beautiful. It's really gold and jade outside, and it's a scandal among them."

"I want you to take care of it. Who are you?"

"I'm for your own good. Like you, I promise you won't get married."

"I never thought about getting married. None of you men is good."

Yuan Xiaoqing said, put the leftover bones on the table, reached out and grabbed another sparerib. I have to say that the spareribs are really delicious and stimulate her appetite.

Qian Duoduo was helpless. He grabbed her chopsticks and handed them to her: "Hey, don't make the dog claw again."

Yuan Xiaoqing stared at him angrily, pulled two pieces of meal paper, wiped the oil and water off his hands, grabbed the chopsticks in front of him, pointed to Qian Duoduo, and said fiercely, "for the sake of the food on this table, this time's business is all right. But I warn you, if there's another time, I won't spare you."

"Next time you die drunk at the door, I won't care about you." Qian Duoduo is also angry. "It's unreasonable, big chest and no brain."

Yuan Xiaoqing gave him a white look, stopped talking, buried his head and ate vegetables.

Qian Duoduo scooped a bowl of white rice and pushed it in front of her. She didn't say thank you.

Qian Duoduo scooped a bowl of white rice himself. The two men were silent and ate each other.

Yuan Xiaoqing didn't seem to have eaten such delicious food for a long time. In addition, he didn't eat breakfast. He had a big appetite and wolfed down a meal.

Relatively speaking, a lot of money is much more polite. While eating, he talks about whether to take it or not:

"Hey, you eat slowly and chew things up to help digestion."

"Hey, how's my meal? Give me a comment. How many stars? At least five stars?"

"Hey, how old are you? Do you have a boyfriend?"

"Hey, are you a local? Where do you work?"

Yuan Xiaoqing roared, "what's the matter with you? A big man, old-fashioned, wordy, a lot of nonsense. You're sick."

Qian Duoduo was not angry at all. He smiled: "do you have medicine?"

"Psychosis." Yuan Xiaoqing stopped talking to him and continued to eat.

In less than 20 minutes, Yuan Xiaoqing ate three bowls of white rice, four dishes and one soup, and there was not even a leaf left.

After eating and drinking enough, Yuan Xiaoqing put down the dishes and chopsticks, pulled a piece of dinner paper and wiped his mouth. Looking at a lot of money, his eyes softened a lot. Without his fierce look before, he said curiously: "Hey, are you a cook?"

Qian Duoduo naturally had enough to eat and drink. He pulled a piece of meal paper, wiped his mouth and shook his head: "No."

"What do you do?"

"Male public relations." Qian Duoduo doesn't hide it. Tell the truth.

"Male public relations!" Yuan Xiaoqing was obviously a little surprised. "You are such a good cook. Why do you want to be a male public relations?"

"Why, isn't it good to be a male PR?" Qian Duoduo asked.

"Hum..." Yuan Xiaoqing tilted his mouth, rolled his eyes and looked contemptuous. "Male public relations, well said, is just a duck for women to play."

Qian Duoduo is serious and serious: "no, I'm not a duck. I'm a serious public relations man. I mainly give massage to guests and don't do those dirty things. Our company doesn't allow it and I don't like it myself. In short, we do not sell ourselves."

"Come on, you can deceive others, but you can't deceive me." Yuan Xiaoqing has a clear mind and speaks well. "I know you so-called male public relations very well. I'm similar to those meat saleswomen. I serve those rich women and can do anything for money."

"Others are others, I am me. I'm different from other male pr. don't mix me with them. I'm a serious massage."

"Hey, don't say these nice things in front of me." Yuan Xiaoqing pointed to Qian Duoduo. "I'll give you a piece of advice. Your cooking is good. Even if you work as a cook in a small restaurant, it's better than your male public relations. Being a male public relations is destroying yourself."

"I know how to do my own things. I don't need you to worry about me." Qian Duoduo didn't care. "Hey, where do you work?"

"You don't care where I work."

"I don't want to care about you. I just ask, can't I?"

"Hum."

Yuan Xiaoqing hummed coldly, stood up, as if disdaining to talk to Qian Duoduo, turned and walked to the bathroom.

Qian Duoduo looked at her back and muttered, "cut, what's great? The big deal is a white-collar. It's not rare."

Yuan Xiaoqing went to the bathroom, visited the kitchen, then returned to his room, slammed the door and went to bed.

Qian Duoduo cleaned up the table, dishes and chopsticks. Zhong Rui called and asked him to go to yesterday's Square. Qian Duoduo happily agreed and ran to Yuan Xiaoqing's room. This time, he would not do it again. He knocked on the door politely.

He knocked on the door a few times and no one paid attention to him inside.

"Hello, Yuan Xiaoqing, don't you have to work this afternoon?"

"...." still silent.

"If you go to work in the afternoon, give me the key. I'll go out to play so that I can't open the door at home. I go to work at 7:30 in the evening..."

Without a word, the door opened. Yuan Xiaoqing handed him a key: "get out."

Then he closed the door.

Holding the idea that good men don't fight with women, Qian Duoduo shook his head, walked out of the living room, quickly walked downstairs, took a bus on the side of the road outside the community and went to the central square.