Reborn Sweet Wife: Quan Shao's favorite

Qiao Ruoqing looked at Shi Shi, and put forward her opinion very gently: "Shi Shi, can you stop comparing the two of them?"

Shi Shi nodded, looking like he was being taught, "That's right, how can Song Mingyuan be compared with Mr. Huo? He can't even compare with Zhou Liang!"

If Qiao Ruoqing hadn't known Shi Shi well, she would have thought that Shi Shi had taken a fancy to Huo Jingyuan.

After getting off work in the afternoon, Qiao Ruoqing went to his apartment according to the address Huo Jingyuan sent her.

It was a high-end residential area, very close to Huo's, and it was really convenient for him to commute to get off work.

Perhaps Huo Jingyuan had greeted the security guard at the gate of the community, and Qiao Ruoqing's car drove in directly.

The community is very green, with a lot of flowers and trees planted, and they are all evergreen, so even though it is autumn now, it seems to be full of vitality.

Qiao Ruoqing was driving around in the community, and found that she seemed to be lost.

She picked up the phone and wanted to call Huo Jingyuan, but just as she unlocked the phone, she stopped.

It seems a bit embarrassing...

That day she was ruthlessly laughed at by Huo Jingyuan because she didn't know how to peel potatoes. If she called him to ask for directions today, she might be laughed at in a different way.

Biting her lower lip and weighing it over and over again, Qiao Ruoqing put the phone back, and decided that it would be more reliable to ask someone.

But after driving around for a while, I didn't see any pedestrians.

She lay helplessly on the steering wheel and whimpered.

What kind of house did Huo Jingyuan buy?Why is it so hard to find?

Blinking her eyes, Qiao Ruoqing felt a little melancholy looking at the long shadows of trees stretched by the setting sun in front of her.

While feeling melancholy, a cell phone rang from the co-pilot's bag.

He took out the phone and looked at the screen, it was actually a call from Huo Jingyuan.

Qiao Ruoqing swallowed.

Could this person be calling to remind her?
Or, he has something to do and has to come back later?

Qiao Ruoqing was more inclined to the latter, after all, she would have enough time to find out where his home was.

And combined with his work intensity, Qiao Ruoqing thinks this is very possible.

With such thoughts in mind, she was in a good mood when she answered the phone, and asked with a smile, "Brother Huo, what's the matter?"

On the other end of the phone, the man's voice was low, as if with a faint smile: "Are you curious about the neighborhood where I live?"

Qiao Ruoqing was stunned for a moment, not understanding what he meant, "Huh?"

This time, the man laughed outright, "It's been three laps, and you still can't bear to get out of the car?"

Qiao Ruoqing's expression changed from being stunned to panic.

I looked around, but I didn't see Huo Jingyuan's figure!

How did he know that he had circled the neighborhood three times?

She didn't respond for a long time, but Huo Jingyuan quickly said again: "The second building on the right in front, the fifteenth floor."

Qiao Ruoqing was holding the phone in one hand, and pulling the steering wheel with the other. She stuck her head out of the car window, raised her head and squinted her eyes to look up.

From a window on a very high floor, a vague figure was looking at her. As soon as she stuck her head out, the man waved at her.

"..." Qiao Ruoqing hung up the phone and stuffed the phone back into her bag.

Never been so humiliated!
Why doesn't he work overtime?Why no entertainment?
Why is his eyesight still so good?
Angrily, she drove the car over and stopped. Qiao Ruoqing got out of the car with her things, locked the door, entered the elevator, and pressed the button for the fifteenth floor.

The complex has a structure of two households per elevator. When the elevator reached the fifteenth floor, she followed Huo Jingyuan's instructions and walked to the right.

Standing in front of the dark security door, Qiao Ruoqing hesitated for a moment, but finally raised her hand and rang the doorbell.

As soon as I pressed it for the first time, I only heard a "click", and the door opened.

Huo Jingyuan was wearing a white long-sleeved shirt, the sleeves were naturally rolled up to the elbows, revealing his smooth forearms.

The hand holding the doorknob was stained with water, and he looked at Qiao Ruoqing.

"Found it?" he asked.

The man spoke seriously, with no superfluous expression on his face, but Qiao Ruoqing could clearly hear the meaning of ridicule and joking in it.

That's right, mocking!
This man was just laughing at her!
Raising her head, she thought that she gave Huo Jingyuan a fierce look, Qiao Ruoqing asked, "Why didn't you tell me when you saw me a long time ago? Do you want to watch me circle the neighborhood three times?"

She was a little annoyed, she looked like a kitten about to explode.

Huo Jingyuan curled his lips in a good mood, "I thought you could find it."

While talking, she bent down and took out a pair of cotton slippers from the shoe cabinet, and put them in front of Qiao Ruoqing.

Looking at the brand new pair of slippers on the ground, Qiao Ruoqing curled up her toes.

When she went to Huo's house last time, Aunt Tang said that Huo Jingyuan hadn't moved here yet, and now she even had Wu Shan's slippers?
Huo Jingyuan straightened up, saw Qiao Ruoqing staring at the shoes on the ground in a daze, stretched out her hand, and poked her forehead lightly with her index finger, "What are you thinking?"

Qiao Ruoqing was brought back to her senses by the poke, she raised her head and looked at him, not ashamed to say what was in her heart.

Eyeballs flicked around for a while, and she took off her shoes while talking about the excuse she was making: "I just think that it's not late autumn yet, so I don't seem to need to wear cotton slippers."

Put your feet in the slippers, they are soft, comfortable and warm.

After entering the door, she directly explained the reason for her visit: "Brother Huo, where is the gift that Aunt Tang said she gave me?"

"I'll get it for you later." While speaking, Huo Jingyuan entered the kitchen.

Qiao Ruoqing thought he was going to pour water, so she followed, but as soon as she reached the kitchen door, she was stunned.

There are a lot of ingredients on the counter, meat, fish, vegetables, all the same and neat.

Huo Jingyuan cut two oranges, put them neatly into the fruit plate, handed them to her, and raised his chin in the living room, "Go there to eat, the remote is on the tea table, watch TV and adjust it yourself."

Qiao Ruoqing swallowed her saliva, and took the yellow and juicy oranges in a daze.

According to what Huo Jingyuan said, she went to the living room with the fruit plate, sat down on the sofa, found the remote control and turned on the TV.

With a slice of orange in her mouth, all the sweet and sour juice was sucked into her mouth, Qiao Ruoqing suddenly became confused.

What is she here for?

After eating the slice of orange in her mouth in twos and twos, she threw the peel into the trash can and trotted to the door of the kitchen.

Huo Jingyuan was placing a crucian carp on a sticky board, skillfully disembowelling it.

Looking at the white shirt on his body, Qiao Ruoqing raised her concerns: "Brother Huo, don't you wear an apron?"

"No need." Huo Jingyuan concentrated on handling the fish, and took the time to answer her.

She leaned against the door frame and stood at the kitchen door, just watching Huo Jingyuan busy, feeling that something was wrong.

Just looking at it is not enough, it seems that she should also help, otherwise it would be too rude.

So she walked over and took a vegetable to wash.

As a result, as soon as he picked up the vegetables, Huo Jingyuan turned his back on him: "You are clumsy, don't touch that, go watch TV."

Qiao Ruoqing got angry, threw the vegetables back, let out a "hum" from her nose, and left angrily.

Glancing at her back, Huo Jingyuan's mood improved. He put the cleaned fish on the plate and began to slice ginger.

Qiao Ruoqing visited the living room for a while.

The decoration style is very simple, and the color tone is very light. Every decoration and decoration is expensive and unassuming, which is Huo Jingyuan's tone.

It seemed that there should be two bedrooms. She didn't open the door to look in, but went to the window.

The floor here is high, and the view is also very good. From here, you can see the bustling and lively urban area outside. As the sky gradually darkens, the urban area lights up. Not at all noisy.

Qiao Ruoqing opened the window, and the breeze blew in her face, so she stretched.

In fact, I have lived in the villa for a long time, and it is good to change to such a small apartment once in a while.

It has to be said that Huo Jingyuan is quite discerning.

Wu Shan also has vision.

Turning back to the kitchen, Qiao Ruoqing was being honest this time, and she didn't touch those expensive ingredients anymore. She leaned against the wall and watched Huo Jingyuan cut the meat in style.

He is tall, about 1.8 meters five, and well-proportioned. He grew up in a famous family, and his temperament is naturally not to be picked. Now he looks very stylish even when he is cutting meat with a kitchen knife, as if he is dealing with extreme Important artwork.

It seems that at Grandpa Song's house that day, he really underestimated Huo Jingyuan, thinking that he could only peel skins.

She put her hand on the side, groped the refrigerator with her fingertips, and looked at Huo Jingyuan and admired from the bottom of her heart: "Brother Huo, you can actually cook! You're amazing!"

"My mother taught me." He replied.

Qiao Ruoqing knew Tang Lan's cooking skills very well, even though she didn't usually cook.

"That's great, then Wu Shan will be blessed." Qiao Ruoqing said again.

Huo Jingyuan's hands paused, and he raised his head to look at her, "What?"

Qiao Ruoqing realized belatedly that a person like Huo Jingyuan might not like others to comment on his personal affairs.

So he quickly shook his head, "It's nothing, I just said it casually."

Huo Jingyuan didn't ask any further questions, and lowered his head to continue cutting the meat, "I've made arrangements for Mrs. Song, and the result will be finished in two days."

This is undoubtedly good news for Qiao Ruoqing.

Giving a thumbs up to Huo Jingyuan, Qiao Ruoqing narrowed her eyes, "Thank you, Brother Huo!"

Huo Jingyuan didn't answer, he got carried away with cutting meat.

Qiao Ruoqing is really not good at things in the kitchen. There are servants who do it at home, so she basically doesn't even look at it.

But at this moment, she felt that watching other people cook was also a kind of enjoyment.

What surprised her in particular was that Huo Jingyuan still cooks well. He heated up the pot, put oil in it, then slid the shredded pork back out of the pot, and put green peppers...

"Tsk tsk tsk! Brother Huo, you really can go to the hall and go to the kitchen!" Qiao Ruoqing sighed for the countless times.

Huo Jingyuan seemed to be in a good mood today, the corners of his lips were raised all the time.

A table of dishes came out of the pan, and the white shirt on his body was not stained with oil at all. Qiao Ruoqing felt that this was a special skill.

After serving two bowls of rice, just when Qiao Ruoqing wanted Huo Jingyuan, he brought out a small casserole from the kitchen, and Qiao Ruoqing put a thermal insulation mat on the dining table very perceptively.