C509 Dig a hole and bury yourself

"In order to ensure your safety, you'll have to take my car when you go to work in the future. Let your bodyguards drive your car, this way you can confuse the enemies' line of sight." He shook the keys of the Mercedes-Benz 500 in his hand. His car was specially made for him by the National Security Bureau. After special modifications, not only was it bulletproof, it was also faster than ordinary cars.

"Up to you!" Qiao RuBing spat out two simple words.

Qiao RuBing lived in the villa area of Carefree Villa. It was a half an hour drive away, not too far away, and not too close.

"Do you have a stock of vegetables at home?" Ye Cheng asked as they walked on the road.

"Nope." Qiao Rubing was a man of his word.

"Damn!" Since they didn't want to talk to me, Ye Cheng just concentrated on driving.

Ye Cheng brought Qiao RuBing past a vegetable supermarket. Ye Cheng said, "You sit in the car and wait. Don't open the door for him no matter who asks you." Ye Cheng jumped out of the car.

After a few minutes, Ye Cheng carried a large bag of fruits and vegetables and quickly walked to the front of the car. He threw the bag into the trunk, opened the car door, and walked in.

Seeing Qiao RuBing's doubt, Ye Cheng started the car and explained, "Let's go out as little as possible these few days. We'll just eat at home and cook for ourselves."

Qiao RuBing looked at Ye Cheng strangely. Although she was puzzled and curious, she did not ask any further. She nodded and did not even say a word.

Seeing Ye Cheng carrying a large bag of vegetables and the surrounding neighbors looking at him and Ye Cheng with strange looks, a slight ripple appeared in Qiao RuBing's heart, because even she could feel that her current appearance with Ye Cheng was similar to that of a happy couple who had just come back from work to cook.

This was also a habit that he had developed during his many years as a soldier. When fighting, it was only natural when the time was right and the place was second. This showed how important it was, and Ye Cheng couldn't help but to be careful.

The two of them returned home and walked into the house. Qiao RuBing bent over the door and habitually put on a pair of slippers.

Seeing Ye Cheng stand awkwardly at the door, Qiao RuBing suddenly remembered. She took out a pair of men's slippers from the cupboard and said, "This was worn by my dad in the past. If you don't mind, you can wear it first." Qiao RuBing held the slippers, her ice-cold eyes revealing a hint of pain and sadness. These slippers were also her father's relics and could be considered the personal belongings of a dead person.

"Hur hur, what's there to mind?" After being in the army for a few years, Ye Cheng had often slept amongst the corpses, so he didn't care much about it. It was just that the number of his slippers was a little too small.

Walking into the living room, Ye Cheng started to carefully look around. Although he had been here before, the situation was clearly different now. Something could happen here at any time.

"This is your room. You can directly take it." After Ye Cheng put the vegetables and fruits into the kitchen, Qiao RuBing pointed to a room and said.

"Where is your room?" Ye Cheng asked.

"That's my room." Qiao RuBing had been sitting in the opposite room.

"That is also a bedroom, right?" Ye Cheng pointed to a room beside Qiao RuBing.

"Yes, what's wrong?"

"Then I'll have this one." Ye Cheng's tone was unquestionable. The two's room was separated by a wall, and if anything happened, he would rescue them quickly. Moreover, if there was any strange sound from Qiao RuBing's room, he would be able to hear it clearly.

"No, this is the room I used to live in when I was young. I can't let you live here." Qiao RuBing's face turned red as she said that.

"What happened to the room you stayed in when you were a child? I've already made a great concession. It's not like I've been a bodyguard for a year or two. According to my request, we should change rooms. Ye Cheng rolled his eyes and said.

"What right do you have to stay in my room? "No way!" Qiao RuBing was about to go crazy!

"You wouldn't understand even if I said it, so I'll stay here. Don't forget, I'm your bodyguard, so you have to listen to my arrangements for the next few days. This is what you promised me." Ye Cheng pointed at Qiao RuBing's room, but was actually filled with curiosity and anticipation. What would be in there?

"Humph!" Don't go in first, you can go in after I clean up. Go and cook first, I'm hungry. " Qiao RuBing said.

"Right." Ye Cheng did not try to force his to do this again. It was already not bad for his to do this. Then, Ye Cheng suddenly thought of something and raised his head to look at Qiao RuBing and said, "What? I'm going to cook? "

"Of course it's you cooking. Don't tell me you want me to cook?" Qiao RuBing said angrily.

"You're a woman! If you don't cook, who will!?"

"I am a woman, not bad, but I am not your woman. Why should I cook for you? Besides, I don't know how to cook. " Qiao RuBing said.

"You don't know how to cook? You are a woman! " Ye Cheng looked at Qiao RuBing, as if he had discovered a rare animal.

"Only women are allowed to cook!" Qiao RuBing glared fiercely at Ye Cheng.

"Damn!" "Then let me cook."

Ye Cheng was completely defeated. In the end, he was still a strong woman, yet he spoke so boldly even when he didn't know how to cook.

Looking at Ye Cheng's wronged expression, Qiao RuBing was a little proud. This annoying fellow had finally gotten his back on track as he said in a cold tone, "Someone said that they will be responsible for my living and eating. You will be the one to cook for me for the next few days. There is an apron at the second cabinet in the left corner of the kitchen. Don't forget to wash it if you use it."

Looking at Qiao RuBing's proud expression, Ye Cheng almost cursed out loud. What the heck was this? What did he mean by asking for trouble? What did he mean by burying himself in a pit? What was he trying to do by stopping these useless jobs?

He thought about how Qing Shui would cook dinner for him tonight, then sleep with a beauty in his arms after eating, and he could kiss her or touch her. He thought about how his comfortable days were like heaven and hell with this place.

Ye Cheng smacked his head. He finally understood why she said he didn't have any vegetables left when he asked her why she had them. She didn't even know how to cook.

With things having turned out like this, Ye Cheng could only accept his fate and work hard for the first time. He had not cooked since coming to the East Sea, and this Qiao RuBing was the first woman to eat the food he made.

Seeing Ye Cheng angrily enter the kitchen, Qiao RuBing smiled like a flower and made a victory sign before turning around and entering her room.

Half an hour later, Qiao RuBing who had just showered and changed into conservative pajamas came out. When she heard the sound of cooking in the kitchen, she realized that there was a man in the house. She wanted to go back and change clothes, but stopped herself. It was not easy to sit in the office in his work attire all day long. Moreover, he had already been seen by Ye Cheng when he was wearing his pajamas on Royal. Although Qiao Rubing Ice was the group's boss, he had never been so pretentious.

Qiao RuBing wore cool slippers, and when she passed by the kitchen, she stole a glance at Ye Cheng, who was cooking with a pink apron around his neck. Seeing him mumbling something, she smiled proudly.

"First, watch TV. It'll be ready in a moment." Ye Cheng said.

"Right." Qiao RuBing agreed and walked into the living room. She found a comfortable position and lay down on the sofa. She turned on the TV and watched everything. Everything was so natural.

Right now, at this point, the news was going to be broadcasted. There was no such thing as an interesting program. Qiao RuBing randomly picked a program to watch.

Qiao RuBing put down the remote control in her hand and looked towards the kitchen curiously. Originally, Qiao RuBing had already prepared everything, as long as the food cooked by Ye Cheng was not hard to swallow, then it would be fine. Although her family was good since she was young, her father was strict and had many contacts with ordinary people.

"Clean up and prepare to eat." Ye Cheng's reminder sounded out in the kitchen.

Because Qiao RuBing didn't eat at home, the table was clean. There was no need to pack up. She opened her eyes and looked curiously at Ye Cheng, who was walking out with a pressure cooker in his apron.

"This is?" Chicken soup? " Qiao RuBing asked curiously while sniffing at her nose.

"Right." Ye Cheng agreed, placed the pressure cooker on the table and walked towards the kitchen.

Not long after, Ye Cheng brought out another pot of millet porridge.

Qiao RuBing stared blankly at Ye Cheng, who was busily working in and out, while his mind was in a mess. Just which young girl did not think of spring? The previous her had also imagined such a scene. They found a man who loved them and went home to work together. They didn't cook and told their man to cook while they sat on the sofa lazily and waited for their food.

Although she had been busy with her work and career all these years, she didn't have the mood to find a boyfriend. Although those who had asked for her could form a strong team, no man had entered her heart, all these years, she had been alone, having dinner alone, having only one son to sleep with, coming to her home with cold walls and cold sheets. This luxurious villa was not so much a home, rather, it was a living place that was more suitable; her father's death, her brother's departure, any kind of business didn't allow her to bear the pressure of others.

Now, when the scene that he had imagined happened right in front of him, Qiao RuBing was stunned on the spot. Breathing in the fragrance of the rice that lingered in her nose and looking at the back figure who was busily moving back and forth in the kitchen, it made Qiao RuBing feel like she was home for the first time.

Looking at Ye Cheng, who was carrying a dish with both hands, carefully walking over in fear of spilling it, Qiao RuBing softly murmured, "Thank you …"

"Thank you? "Thank me for what?" Ye Cheng placed the dish carefully on the table, then raised his head and asked.

"Ah?" Did you hear that? " Qiao RuBing was shocked and her face blushed as her eyes revealed a strange look of panic …