The sweet wife is too fierce: Mr. Lu, get out of here!

Even though she thinks so, she can't sit still like this, it's not her style.

So, she came out of the room again, stepping on the cold floor with bare feet not only did not make people feel uncomfortable, but on the contrary made people feel a kind of comfortable coolness.

The clothes on her body hadn't been changed yet, her back was stained with a large amount of blood, and her face was a little pale. Her petite and petite appearance made people think that she was not aggressive at all.

Anhao took a good look at the whole villa. Although the villa has a third floor, the third floor is relatively empty, but it is very clean. It can be seen that there are people cleaning it.

But it is such a large single-family villa, but there is no nanny or servant in it. You must know that it is not easy to clean such a large place.

Of course, she also saw through these explorations that the villa has a lot of security, and it's not easy for her to leave by her own ability, and she doesn't even have a pair of shoes.

If she had known that she would meet Zhong Su, she should have worn a suit of convenient clothes so that she could do it. She didn't expect that she would deliberately confuse the view with a high profile, but would shoot herself in the foot instead.

This made Qiao An very upset.

How could Zhong Su not know about Qiao Anhao wandering around the whole villa, but he knew that Qiao Anhao was hopeless to escape, so he didn't stop Qiao Anhao from doing these things.

However, he didn't relax his vigilance, he just exchanged hands briefly, he already knew that Qiao Anhao was not an ordinary woman, she was the kind of person who was joking one second, and might strike at the next.

A woman who is unexpected and extremely arrogant makes people feel very novel and want to explore deeper.

Finally, after watching Qiao Anhao search upstairs and downstairs, Zhong Su came over with a bucket of soaked instant noodles and handed it to her. Smelling the sour smell, Anhao snorted, "You are right." The wounded are treated preferentially, and instant noodles are here.”

He took a look at the instant noodles and continued to sneer, "Can't even part with a piece of ham? Is it because I don't deserve it or something?"

Originally, I searched upstairs and downstairs but found nothing useful. I haven’t eaten for a whole day. Finally, I made a bucket of instant noodles for her. Although it smells delicious, it can’t make up for her love for Zhong Su's anger.

In addition, the injury on her back was caused by Zhong Su, so it's strange that she has a good face.

Zhong Su glanced at the instant noodles in her hand, then turned around and went back to the kitchen, took a ham sausage and a marinated egg and put them into Qiao Anhao's bowl, and asked indifferently, "Is that enough?"

Qiao Anhao "..."

"Is it suitable for the wounded to eat instant noodles?" Qiao Anhao pointed to the wound on her back, turned her body sideways, and continued to ask, "Won't your conscience hurt?"

"Don't eat?"

However, Zhong Su ignored Qiao Anhao's words and turned to look at the instant noodles in Qiao Anhao's hand.

As if making things difficult on purpose, Qiao Anhao became more and more angry, but she had to bow her head under the eaves. Although she was dissatisfied, she was indeed hungry.

He licked the instant noodles twice with the chopsticks, curled his lips, and reluctantly said, "Forget it, what am I going to say to people like you. Anyway, you can't understand human words, so it's a waste of expression."

An Hao ran to the living room to eat the instant noodles with her arms in her arms, but she still didn't forget to scold Zhong Su once between her words. It can be said that she carved her poisonous tongue into her soul, and every sentence was so harsh.