Reborn Sweet Wife: Quan Shao's favorite

Qiao Ruoqing was dumbfounded watching this scene.

The man peeling potatoes in the kitchen wearing a four-figure shirt?

And why does he still look so skilled?

Moving forward, Qiao Ruoqing admired Huo Jingyuan so much, she raised her face and asked, "Brother Huo, can you peel your skin?"

Huo Jingyuan paused for a moment before turning his head to look at the woman in front of him.

Why is this woman's brain circuit different from others?
Shouldn't ordinary people ask "you know how to cook"?Why did it change to peeling when it came to her?
Doesn't that sound weird?
He didn't answer, he peeled several potatoes very neatly, washed them in a basin, then took a sticky board and a kitchen knife, and sliced ​​the potatoes first.

The knife skills are as proficient as the chefs of New Oriental.

Qiao Ruoqing was dumbfounded.

This method is simply great!

Still admiring in his heart, the man pressed the potato chips on the sticky board with a natural expression, and then raised and lowered the knife again.

The potatoes, which were still whole just now, have now become shredded potatoes of even thickness, and Huo Jingyuan put them into a basin filled with water.

The light yellow potato shreds moved gently with the swaying of the water, almost transparent.

Qiao Ruoqing stretched her head to look, and said "Wow", and after returning, she gave Huo Jingyuan a thumbs up without hesitation, "Brother Huo, I thought you would only look at documents in the company, didn't you?" Thinking of such good craftsmanship!"

Although this was a compliment, Huo Jingyuan couldn't hear the meaning of the compliment.

Glancing at Qiao Ruoqing, he smiled half-smile, "Do you think I'm the same as you?"

Most of the admiring smile on Qiao Ruoqing's face disappeared in an instant, replaced by disbelief, "Brother Huo, you can't do this! I just praise you casually, so don't be too proud!"

Looking into the basin again, Qiao Ruoqing blinked her eyes, "And it's just shredded potatoes, it's not something you can become an immortal."

"Okay." Huo Jingyuan chuckled, and took her by the arm out of the kitchen.

I don't know how to do anything, so it's better not to stay in the kitchen, but to watch TV with the old man in the living room.

The old man was looking at the central set. When he saw them coming, he immediately waved and patted the seat beside him, "Jing Yuan, Ruoqing, come and sit down."

Qiao Ruoqing immediately quickened her pace, sat down in front of the old man, and called out "Grandpa Song" sweetly.

The corners of Huo Jingyuan's lips twitched, and he also walked over, sat down on the single sofa next to him, took the fruit knife from the fruit basket and started peeling apples.

Qiao Ruoqing was talking to the old man, and didn't notice Huo Jingyuan's movements. Suddenly, she heard the old man ask: "Ruoqing, I beat Ming Yuan that day and left. Later, I heard from Meixian that he seemed to be hospitalized?"

"Really?" Qiao Ruoqing looked at the old man with question marks in her eyes, "I don't know about that, my aunt went to our house that day, but I wasn't there, so I heard Uncle Wang say that you were very angry. "

The old man sighed, "That brat is not up to par. But Ruoqing, can you go and see him? Meixian called me and said he was saying your name all day... I know it's his fault , but even if it's for my sake, just go and see him... Don't worry, grandpa won't ask you to do anything."

Seeing the old man's cautious look, Qiao Ruoqing pursed her lips.

Song Mingyuan was the only grandson of the old man. Even if the old man beat him, he still loved him in his heart.

"Grandpa Song, I..."

"It just so happens that I'm going too, let's go together." Huo Jingyuan, who was sitting next to him and had been silent all this time, said.

Qiao Ruoqing was a little surprised, following the sound, Huo Jingyuan handed over the peeled and diced apples.

Looking at the apple in front of her, and at the fruit knife that Huo Jingyuan was still holding in her right hand, Qiao Ruoqing blinked enviously, "Brother Huo, you really know how to peel it!"

"..." Huo Jingyuan felt that this girl might be a fool.

The old man didn't answer the question, and his eyes fell directly on Huo Jingyuan, "Jing Yuan, are you going to the hospital too?"

"Well, Young Master Song and I have a little friendship, so we just went to have a look." Glancing at Qiao Ruoqing, Huo Jingyuan asked, "Together?"

Qiao Ruoqing didn't want to go at first.

And she didn't know when Huo Jingyuan and Song Mingyuan had friendship.

Could it be the friendship of that movie?

Song Mingyuan almost hated Huo Jingyuan because of that movie, didn't Huo Jingyuan know?

But no matter what, they are still on the same line now, Huo Jingyuan has said so, she can't take too much face from him.

He nodded and agreed.

Huo Jingyuan curled his lips and narrowed his eyes slightly.

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Chrysanthemums are in full bloom this season.

After getting off the car, Qiao Ruoqing didn't go directly to the hospital, but went to the flower shop first.

Huo Jingyuan put his hands in his pockets, followed behind her, watched her pick and choose for a while, and finally handed a bouquet of white chrysanthemums to the clerk, and said with a smile: "Hi, please wrap it for me."

The clerk looked at Qiao Ruoqing, took it and began to wrap it.

Huo Jingyuan leaned against the wall, and cast a lazy glance at Qiao Ruoqing, "Are you going to visit a doctor or visit a grave?"

Qiao Ruoqing's expression remained unchanged, she turned her head and glared at him, "What are you talking about, I didn't intend to come, who made you agree so quickly?"

Huo Jingyuan raised his eyelids and began to look at the ceiling, "The old man is getting old, just let him feel at ease."

What he said made Qiao Ruoqing curious about his relationship with the old man again.

Just now at the old man's house, she didn't have the nerve to ask, but now that she's here, she doesn't care so much, and leans in front of Huo Jingyuan, "Brother Huo, I think you seem to be very familiar with Grandpa Song, why didn't you hear it before?" Did you mention it?"

"You didn't ask either." Huo Jingyuan responded, seeing that the clerk had already wrapped the flowers, he took the flowers and handed over the money along the way.

Qiao Ruoqing was a little embarrassed, and quickly reached out to stop him, but he avoided it.

"A little thought from me." Huo Jingyuan replied in a light voice.

When we were together with Huo Jingyuan, we mostly talked about work, but Qiao Ruoqing thought he was quite serious.

But today she found that Huo Jingyuan seemed to be different from usual.

He always exudes a lazy atmosphere, how can he look like he is vigorous and resolute in the office?
Holding a bouquet of bright and dazzling white chrysanthemums in her hand, Qiao Ruoqing walked in side by side with Huo Jingyuan.

Glancing at the flower in Qiao Ruoqing's hand, Huo Jingyuan found it more and more funny as he looked at it. He almost failed to manage his expression, so he didn't look at it at all, and looked at the road ahead without squinting.

"The old man loves you very much." He asked.

Speaking of this, Qiao Ruoqing felt a little sad, "Yes, Grandpa Song has always been very kind to me."

In her previous life, when she was imprisoned, she never heard from the old man again, and she didn't know what happened to the old man afterwards.

Huo Jingyuan felt strange, why did Qiao Ruoqing look so sad when she said that others treated her well?
There are six elevators in the elevator room on the first floor of the inpatient department, two of which are dedicated to surgery, and four for common use. However, after all, the hospital is large, there are many patients, and there are more family members visiting and taking care of them, so there are many people in the elevator room. waiting.

Qiao Ruoqing and Huo Jingyuan squeezed into the crowd, fearing that the chrysanthemum in her arms would be crushed, she still protected it with her hands, looking extremely nervous.

Noticing her movements, Huo Jingyuan smiled silently, stood in front of her, reached out and gently grabbed her wrist.

Qiao Ruoqing was startled, raised her face, and looked at the man in front of her in a daze.

Huo Jingyuan's expression was calm, and he spoke righteously: "There are so many people, don't get separated."

Qiao Ruoqing nodded, feeling that Huo Jingyuan's words were very reasonable.

So it makes sense that they can become a leader in the industry, and they pay so much attention to small things in daily life.

At the same time, it also strengthened his determination to learn from Huo Jingyuan.

Finally, the No. [-] elevator in front of us arrived, and the family members who had been waiting for a long time rushed in one after another, trying their best to escape inside.

Huo Jingyuan usually took the special elevators in the company, mostly by himself, at most with Cheng Han by his side. He was obviously not used to the atmosphere at this time, frowning, standing there motionless.

He was already tall, standing like this, a bit like a pillar.

Qiao Ruoqing tilted her head, "Brother Huo, aren't we leaving?"

Huo Jingyuan was silent for a moment, watched the elevator door close, and drooped his eyelashes, "There are too many people, wait for the next trip."

Qiao Ruoqing looked left and right, "But there are still a lot of people waiting."

Just at this time, the No. [-] elevator on the right came up. Qiao Ruoqing grabbed Huo Jingyuan's hand with her backhand, and squeezed over sideways. When the people in the elevator came out, she immediately rushed into the elevator.

Qiao Ruoqing didn't let go of Huo Jingyuan's hand until she pressed the floor, and fanned her face with her hand, "It's so hot!"

"..." Huo Jingyuan looked at the hand that Qiao Ruoqing held just now, there was a thin layer of sweat on it.

Twirling with the fingertips, tiny beads of sweat squeezed into the lines of the palm.

Thinking of something, he suddenly smiled, and looked at the girl beside him jokingly, "You're pretty good at it."

In the narrow elevator, many people were crowded. Huo Jingyuan remembered the girl protecting her chrysanthemum before getting on the elevator, and moved a bit with difficulty, reaching in front of her.

Qiao Ruoqing only moved when he was not used to such a crowded place, and didn't take it to heart, and replied with a smile: "I practiced it before."

Speaking of which, it was because of Song Mingyuan.

When he was in high school, Song Mingyuan liked rock music. Once his favorite band came to Jiangcheng to perform, but the online tickets were already sold out. Song Mingyuan was very unhappy about this.

In order to make Song Mingyuan happy, she found scalpers through various channels. The scalpers had dozens of tickets in their hands. At that time, she also squeezed in with such disregard for her image, and managed to grab two tickets.

But Song Mingyuan didn't go with her in the end, but went to the performance with another girl, and she went to that girl to argue about it, and she didn't get any benefits from Song Mingyuan.

Thinking about it now, I was really pitifully stupid at that time!
Qiao Ruoqing touched her nose, just in time for the floor, so she hugged the flowers and squeezed towards the stairs step by step.

Huo Jingyuan saw that she was struggling to squeeze and had to protect the flowers in her hands, so it became even more difficult. He took a step forward, squeezed in front of Qiao Ruoqing, and helped her clear the way.

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