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

There were a lot of dishes, Qiao Anhao didn't treat him badly at all, and he brought a soup with three meat dishes and five vegetables, as if deliberately cooking so many dishes to entertain people.

Anhao came out with a bunch of bowls, and said naturally, "You go ask them to eat together."

Hearing these words, Zhong Su immediately became vigilant. He looked at the dishes on the table in front of him and replied, "They will find their own food, so you don't need to worry about it." He thought that Qiao An had tampered with the food.

Qiao Anhao inadvertently smiled when she heard these words, and nodded her head lightly, "Oh, forget it then."

She didn't force it, otherwise Zhong Su would think she was planning something.

After Anhao filled the rice for himself and him, he picked up the bowl and started eating. Zhong Su looked at the bowl in front of him, feeling a little strange. He thought that Qiao Anhao had tampered with the dish. But Qiao Anhao himself is eating too.

Besides, when Qiao Anhao was cooking, he had been watching him all the time. If he had tampered with it, he should have seen it too.

Qiao Anhao saw that Zhong Su didn't move his chopsticks, and tilted his head to look at him, his apricot eyes leaked a few traces of evil teasing, "What? Are you afraid that I will be poisoned?" The greasy voice was somewhat crisp , the pleasant voice has a malicious interest in it.

Zhong Su looked at Qiao Anhao, glanced at Qiao Anhao's cooking, and finally picked up the chopsticks to eat after he seemed to think for a while.

The way he eats is very quiet, not as hideous as the scar on his face, there are thick calluses on his hands, and there are some traces of scars, he lowers his eyes, and there will only be some light chewing sounds when he eats .

An Hao's eyeballs wandered around, holding a bowl and looking at him, the chopsticks in her hand seemed extraordinarily flexible between her slender fingers, but she didn't speak anymore, but started to eat together.

But at night, she was not as safe as she was during the day, she just ate half a bowl of rice and didn't move anymore. On the other hand, Zhong Su ate more than two bowls of rice, and even wiped out all the dishes on the table.

However, I have to say that Qiao Anhao's cooking skills are really good. Although they are all home-cooked dishes, they can make different flavors.

After eating, Anhao went directly upstairs to rest, as for the tableware, she should not worry about it.

Back in the upstairs room, Qiao Anhao sat on the edge of the bed looking at the red high heels on her feet and felt her head hurt. She reached out and pressed her temples, trying to relieve them.

Good-looking shoes on the feet are good-looking, but they are not suitable.

If she ran away, she might have been caught before she came over...

Thinking about it, Qiao Anhao looked a little distressed, and couldn't help scolding Zhong Su in his heart.

Walking to the window, I saw that it was already pitch black outside. The moon in the sky was showing a bleak light, and there were no stars. There was a dry and hot factor in the air, which made people feel a little uncomfortable.

An Hao lay on the fence, looked down at the black man guarding the corner, curled her lips, and muttered, "If it gets darker today, I won't even be able to see them anywhere."

If it weren't for the colored clothes these black people were wearing, Qiao Anhao might not have been able to spot them at first sight.

She even wondered if Zhong Su had deliberately arranged this, just to tell her not to think about running away, but not running away was not in her character at all, she didn't like the feeling of being dragged by someone's hand.