Chapter 335： Big Boss does not accept gentle offensive

Chapter 335 Big Boss does not accept gentle offensive

"what!"

Qiao was flustered, and he hooked his head to find Big Boss. He was so frightened that he almost fell down the stairs by the sudden sound of He Yunting.

"careful."

He Yunting took a stride, carried Joe a collar, and slipped the person to the third floor.

"What are you doing, do you do acrobatics?"

Qiao’s face was in shock, and he was constantly afraid of hitting his chest.

"Fortunately to have you, fortunately to have you, scared me to death, scared me to death."

He Yunting looked at her sullenly, without speaking.

Joe glanced at him, then glanced at the bowl in his hand.

did not move.

Can't help being disappointed.

It seems that the small note campaign has failed.

Big Boss does not accept gentle offensives.

"What's the matter, are you lying on the stairs as a puppy?"

Qiao pursed his lips, “I’m not afraid that you will be angry and won’t eat the noodles I made.”

As a result, I still didn’t eat.

He Yunting curled the corner of his lower lip and held her downstairs.

Go to the restaurant on the first floor.

He pulled the dining chair and sat down, and asked, "What are you eating?"

"There is still some leftover for you to make noodles, just enough for me to eat."

Speaking, as soon as Joe walked into the kitchen, he prepared a handful of noodles for himself, and cooked the remaining vegetables.

He Yunting followed behind her, leaning against the door and watching her busy.

3 minutes later, Joe Yi’s noodles were also cooked.

The meat sauce for the big boss is only a little, so I barely make a bowl.

The selling is far less attractive than the big Boss bowl.

He Yunting glanced at Qiao's bowl of noodles with little vegetables and ingredients, and frowned.

grabbed the bowl from her hand.

"Oh, brother, what are you doing."

If you don’t eat it, it’s impossible. I’m not allowed to eat it yet.

As soon as Joe followed his butt, he chased it out to take a look.

Big Boss gave her more than half of the meat in his bowl.

"Can I not afford to support you? This saves me money."

Joe had a good time and leaned forward with a smile.

"Brother, I thought you would never eat what I made again."

He Yunting didn’t give her an angry look.

"I don't like eating alone."

He took a pair of chopsticks and handed it to Qiao Yi.

"eat together."

Joe took it happily and nodded vigorously.

"Um!"

He Yunting laughed in his heart, but his face didn't show up.

ignored her, bowed his head and ate noodles.

I have to say, his culinary skill, Qiao Qiao.

It's a wonderful hand.

is too delicious.

It’s just a bowl of noodles, which is more delicious than anything he has eaten in his entire life.

He Yunting is very particular about eating, even this kind of pasta that makes a lot of noise, he can eat without making any noise.

In contrast, Joe felt a lot of embarrassment as soon as he ate. He only dared to pick a handful of noodles at a time and did not dare to eat too much in one bite.

He Yunting had a large bowl of noodles under his belly, and even drank the soup clean. On Qiaoyi's side, half of the noodles hadn't been eaten yet.

When he wiped his mouth with a tissue, he glanced at her.

"Thin, like a chicken, eat more in the future."

Qiao choked, what kind of metaphor is this.

gulped down and retorted with a small greasy mouth,

"Will I be a big one? How terrible the chicken is, how come I am also a beautiful peacock!"

He Yunting hooked his lips, then wiped the paper towel he had wiped his mouth with, changing one side, and helping Joe wipe the dripping oil from the corner of his mouth.

said suddenly,

"Just now, I was overly emotional, don't take it to heart."

As soon as Qiao lowered his head, he just ate the noodles. When he heard him say this, he stared incredibly with his big and bright round eyes, his two cheeks were bulging, and his little mouth was tightly squeezed, like a spitting bubble. Bubbled goldfish.

"GuoGuo~"

(End of this chapter)