Chapter 214： Little things with no conscience

Chapter 214 The Little Thing with Conscience

This action is too ambiguous. Joe shook his heart, grabbed the tissue, and rubbed his face indiscriminately, "I'll do it myself, I'll do it myself. Big boss, eat it."

He Yunting rubbed his empty palm, symbolically picking a small piece with a fork and putting it in his mouth.

The eyebrows wrinkled slightly, which was too sweet for him.

I don’t know how the little bastard, like a woman, likes to eat these boring things.

Neither he nor Xiaocheng have any feelings for cakes, but Xiaoyu likes to eat cakes and eats them once a month. It seems that he also prefers strawberries.

Heh~ kid!

"How is it? How is it delicious?" Qiao Yi had already started to eat the second piece, and looked back from time to time to ask He Yunting how he felt after eating.

"not bad."

"Wow, big boss, you must be too picky. This kind of taste is already top-notch. How come you are here, it will become pretty good."

Qiao suddenly felt relieved when he thought of the cooking skills of being bossdiss.

"Do you know how to make desserts?" He Yunting asked suddenly.

Joe gave a fork, and here it comes again, can she say she won’t?

"Huh? What about you? Will it?" He Yunting suddenly approached, and he could almost hear the breathing of the big boss.

Qiao's ear was as if it was electrified, half of his body froze, completely instinctively, "Yes!"

He Yunting smiled, "After that, I will do it often in the villa."

"Huh?" Joe's little face suddenly collapsed when he was eating.

"I love to eat, and Xiaoyu also loves to eat."

Afraid of revealing himself, he still picks up his son, and can use it to top the thunder at the critical moment.

"Big boss, don't you like me cooking, why are you doing this?"

Qiao was happy when he ate, and he really confided in his heart. He never thought whether He Yunting would run away after listening.

"When did I say that I don’t like your cooking?"

I forgot what this person did.

Qiao became angry and began to count He Yunting's serious crimes.

The two blushing lips clicked and clicked, and they even said things like He Yunting's dictatorship.

He Yunting leaned back on the chair, put his left hand on the back of Qiao's chair, and said nothing, just staring at her gently. The little guy is very courageous today and dare to say anything.

Just now at the elevator entrance, he smelled alcohol, and in Jiang Yixiao's room, there was also a faint smell of alcohol.

So, this is the courage of Jiuzhuang?

However, he really likes the current Qiao Yi, free and easy, unfettered, like a little tiger sprinkled with joy, raising his little paws without lethality, and demonstrating with him.

"So, if you have any dissatisfaction with me, you can tell me directly, if you can change me, you can't change it, and you can do it. Anyway, you can't punish me, cook anything, I just do it when I am in a good mood. No, I'm going to eat takeaway, eat junk food, you can't control me, can you agree?"

"that's it?"

Qiao twisted his eyebrows and thought about it, "Well, just for the time being, I will add it later."

He Yunting smiled, reached for the teapot and poured a cup for Joe.

"Drink a cup of tea and take a break."

Joe took a sip from his teacup.

"You haven't said whether you can agree or not."

"The little thing with no conscience, if I let you cook, I just punish you physically?"

Joe struck his neck, "Why not?"

He Yunting glanced at her and poured himself a cup of tea, “The car that exploded on Qinshan, the black car in Qingyuan Alley, do you think God made you disappear?”

Mom, so sweet, sweet...

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