Knocked to the election boss today

Chapter 48 Only a genius can do this kind of thing

Since he wants to wash, then let him, she is happy to be at ease.

Qiao Luo looked away, got up and walked out.

Looking at the bowls and chopsticks on the table, the smile on Long Beijue's face faded, and his eyebrows frowned slightly.

How should I wash this thing?
He turned his eyes to look around, and his eyes stayed on the open rear window.

perhaps……

A gleam of light flashed across the cold deep eyes, he hooked his lips, and reached out to pick up the bowls and chopsticks.

He walked lightly to the window, looked back at the door, and reconfirmed that Qiao Luo was not there.

He held the bowl and chopsticks in one hand, and pressed the window frame with the other.

The next moment, the slender figure made an astonishing move.

The long legs stepped on the window frame and jumped.

The movements are clean and neat, revealing a sense of chic and ease.

Standing firmly on both feet, Long Beijue looked down at the muddy ground.

Overgrown with weeds.

It's a good place to hide things.

The corners of his lips curled up into a smile, he reached out to pick up the shovel beside him, and dug out a hole with two or three strokes.

He squatted down, stuffed the bowls and chopsticks into the pit, and then covered the soil back with a shovel.

Get it done.

Long Beijue put the shovel back to its original position, and raised his foot to step on the place where the bowls and chopsticks were buried.

Looking at the flat land, his eyes flashed with satisfaction.

"Cough cough."

The sound of coughing came from far and near, and Long Beijue secretly thought it was bad.

He patted the dirt off his hands, and went back to the kitchen through the window again.

As soon as his feet touched the ground, Qiao Luo walked in from the outside.

When the eyes of the two met, Qiao Luo looked at him suspiciously, "What are you doing standing there?"

"It's too hot in here, stand here to cool off." Long Beijue clasped his hands in his hands, his face was expressionless.

"Too hot?" Qiao Luo's tone was full of doubts.

It's not summer, and the doors and windows are open, where is the heat?
Long Beijue nodded seriously, and changed the subject, "Why are you in again?"

"I'm afraid you'll drop my bowl."

As she said that, she thought about the business, "Have you washed the dishes?"

A trace of unnaturalness flashed deep in Long Beijue's eyes, "It's just two bowls, they've been washed long ago."

"Really?" Qiao Luo glanced at him suspiciously, then walked towards the sink.

Afraid that she would see the flaw, Long Beijue hurried over, "What are you looking at, could it be that my young master is still lying to you?"

Qiao Luo remained silent, glanced at the sink, suddenly turned to look at him, and asked calmly, "How do you wash the dishes?"

"Nonsense, of course it is water." He said.

"No dish soap?"

He still replied without thinking, "Of course."

Qiao Luo crossed his arms and looked at him leisurely, "Where is the dish soap?"

The sexy Adam's apple rolled slightly, and Long Beijue glanced at the bottles and cans on the table.

Without thinking too much, he reached for the plastic bottle closest to the rag.

The white plastic bottle has no words or logos, and it is impossible to tell what is inside from the outside.

But now he can only try his luck.

Qiao Luo reached for the plastic bottle, pursed his lips, and held back his smile.

She cleared her throat, "Wash the dishes with sesame oil, are you sure?"

sesame oil?

Long Beijue looked at the plastic bottle in her hand, and his eyes twitched.

"Young Master, I'm just kidding, can't I?"

Qiao Luo snorted softly, put down the plastic bottle, and walked quickly to the rear window.

She believed in him.

"Qiao Luo, what do you mean, can this young master still throw away your bowl?" Long Beijue caught up with her, still stubborn.

Qiao Luo sneered, "That's not necessarily the case."

She finds it strange that he, the young master who never touches the sun, knows how to wash dishes.

She looked out the window, but Long Beijue didn't stop her, and stood calmly aside.

He didn't lie, he really didn't throw it away, he just buried it.

Looking around, the open space outside the rear window was full of weeds, and there was no sign of bowls and chopsticks.

Qiao Luo frowned, and was about to look away when he saw the shovel in the corner from the corner of his eye.

The head of the shovel was stained with dirt and weeds. She remembered that she washed the shovel with water after using it yesterday. It couldn’t be so dirty.

She glanced at the man beside her with the corner of her eyes, and she probably had a guess in her heart.

She supported the window frame with one hand and easily climbed over the window.

Long Beijue's outstretched hand caught nothing, "Hello..."

He can't be so unlucky.

Qiao Luo stood firm, his eyes scanned the ground sharply, and the fuzzy footprints were hidden under the weeds.

If you don't observe carefully, it is almost difficult to find the clues.

She glanced at Long Beijue, her eyes flashed with a see-through light.

Long Beijue, "..."

Qiao Luo reached for the shovel and dug the ground nimbly.

Soon, a cyan pattern came into her eyes.

She recognized it as the pattern on the bowls and chopsticks at a glance, and thunder billowed above her head.

Bury the bowls and chopsticks in the soil?
Is he a "genius"?

Seeing that the matter could not be concealed, Long Beijue raised his hand and touched his nose, feeling extremely embarrassed.

"Master Long, is this how your family washes the dishes?" Qiao Luo picked up the bowls and chopsticks and looked at him with a smile on his face, "Bury the bowls in the ground?"

Only a "genius" could come up with such a solution.

Long Beijue choked.

unwise.

Qiao Luo snorted coldly, walked around the fence, and walked into the kitchen through the front door.

With the sound of water, Long Beijue coughed lightly, stepped forward, and moved closer to her.

Seeing her pick up the white plastic bottle and squeeze it into the water, his black eyes paused slightly.

"you……"

When he realized what, he frowned slightly, "You lied to me?"

The plastic bottle contained dishwashing liquid, not sesame oil at all. He was tricked by her.

Qiao Luo squinted at him, "Aren't you lying to me too?"

After speaking, she picked up the dishcloth and skillfully washed the dishes.

Lack of reason comes first, Long Beijue is speechless, and rarely succumbs, "Then it's evened?"

Ignoring him, Qiao Luo buried himself in the dishes.

"You acquiesce if you don't speak?" He tilted his head, looking at the expression on her face, "Is it even?"

Qiao Luo remained silent, reached out and turned on the faucet to rinse the foam from the dishes.

Touching his nose again, Long Beijue pursed his thin lips slightly.

Just when he thought that Qiao Luo would not say a word, a cold voice suddenly sounded, "I have eaten something, you can go."

Long Beijue leaned back and met her gaze, "This young master is here, and you can still get a few more free bodyguards, no matter what, you are not at a loss, aren't you?"

"Bodyguard?" Qiao Luo wiped off the water stains on his hands, and looked at him with more playful eyes, "Are you protecting me, or should I protect you?"

She would not be blessed to have the young master of the Long family serve as her bodyguard.

"If Boss Qiao is willing to protect this young master, this young master will be very happy." He laughed.

Before the words fell, a knife was thrown at him.

The smile between Long Beijue's brows deepened a bit, and he changed his tune, "Then the young master protects you?"

Still in the usual casual tone, Qiao Luoquan thought he was joking and didn't take it seriously.

She said indifferently, "Long Beijue, you don't need to waste your time on me, I won't go to the alliance."

"Reason?" Long Beijue suppressed the smile on his face and looked at her deeply.

"I don't need to say any more bad reasons for liking this stable life now."

She said he wouldn't believe it either.

Qiao Luo hooked his lips, his smile was shallow, but a little more real.

"You ask me for a reason, what about you, you invite me to join the alliance, unless you also give me a reason why I must join the alliance."

(End of this chapter)