The National Treasure of Figure Skating

Chapter 277

As if agreed, Qiao Yiyuan's and Qu Xi's cars appeared at the gate of Meng's community at the same time. Compared with Qu Xi's coquettish sports car, Qiao Yiyuan's car looked very low-key, and the two cars entered the community one after the other. door.

"Brother, your car is old, isn't it time to change it?"

After getting out of the car, Qu Xi, who was wearing sunglasses, walked to Qiao Yiyuan's car, took off his sunglasses with one hand and patted the black body with the other, and walked towards Qiao Yiyuan who got out of the car.

"Poor." Qiao Yiyuan blocked his mouth with one word, and passed in front of him.

Qu Xi put on his sunglasses again and followed him, walking side by side, "Brother, I'll change the car for you."

Qiao Yiyuan squinted at him, then looked back in a blink of an eye, and stepped into the corridor with long legs, "You are lavish without making any achievements. Auntie knows whether she will kill you."

"I said it was for you, and you know that my mother likes you very much."

"..."

Ding-dong-

When he came to Meng Yao's house, Qiao Yiyuan raised his hand and rang the doorbell.

In the kitchen, Meng Yao was cooking, and Gumanni was chatting with her while laying hands on her hands. When the doorbell rang, she ran out to open the door. When she saw Qiao Yiyuan, she smiled.

"Hello, Mr. Qiao, please come in!" The hand gesture was especially 'please'.

Qiao Yiyuan nodded slightly, and slightly bent the corners of his mouth, "Hello, Miss Gu." After saying that, he stepped into the door.

When they arrived at Quxi, Gumanni kept her posture, but she didn't smile, "Mr. Qu, you are welcome, please come in."

Qu Xi felt that she treated her differently, so she took off her sunglasses with her left hand and took a step forward to stand in front of her, condescendingly looking at her.

"Little Cake, your hospitality is not satisfactory and needs to be improved. I hope you will pay more attention next time."

Hearing him call herself "Little Cake", Gumani raised her eyes and looked at him, but he turned around and went in after speaking, and hurriedly shouted, "Stop."

After taking two steps, Qu Xi lazily turned around, "Want to appeal? Deny it, and don't accept any protest."

"How many times have I told you not to call me 'Little Cake' again, don't you remember?"

"What you you you, you should call me 'benefactor', always be grateful, understand?"

Qiao Yiyuan, who had already changed his shoes and went in, heard the movement outside the entrance, but he didn't pay much attention to it, but saw Meng Yao in an apron coming out of the kitchen.

Seeing him, Meng Yao smiled slightly, "Sit down, it will be ready soon." After speaking, she went straight to the entrance, and Qiao Yiyuan stretched out her arm to hold her arm. She looked back at him and pointed in the direction of the entrance, "They seem to be fighting again .”

"I seem to smell burnt." Qiao Yiyuan looked at the kitchen and said to her.

Meng Yao said "Ah" suddenly, and slapped her head with her right hand, "You like beef stew with potatoes! It's over, it's over!"

Qiao Yiyuan watched her run back to the kitchen, looked sideways at the continuing debate in the hallway, and walked towards the kitchen with Bonus following behind him.

The lid of the pot was lifted, and a thick fog with a bit of burnt smell was sucked away by the hood.

Meng Yao flipped through the vegetables with a shovel, the bottom was slightly burnt, Xiumei couldn't help frowning because of the blame, and muttered, "Run and run, the fire is not turned down."

"Is it finished?"

Qiao Yiyuan's voice sounded behind her, startling her a little, and she turned her head to see him coming to the side, reaching out to pick up an empty plate to serve, and said while filling it, "It doesn't seem to be. But you are so picky, I See if you don't know how to eat it."

Qiao Yiyuan watched her chattering while busy, with warmth in her dim eyes, and then heard her words.

"Why don't you try a piece, and fry another if you don't want to eat it, anyway, it's not finished yet." Meng Yao held the dish in one hand, and handed him a pair of chopsticks in the other.

(End of this chapter)