Quick Transmigration: Take on Scheming Boss

Listening to these words, Qin yuan doubted whether Su Yao had given his mother any ecstasy, or why she had to ask Su Yao to take care of herself.

"Ma, why is it him? Can't someone else take care of me? "

"I think he took good care of you, so I went to him." Xia Lan said boldly.

Qin yuan It was because of this, but why did he still feel that something was wrong?

"But there are more professional people than him."

"I'm too lazy to look for them one by one."

Qin yuan It's really something you can do.

"Don't say anything. In a word, it's settled. And in order to take care of you better, Su Yao will live here in the next few days. "

Qin yuan took a deep breath, "where does he sleep?"

Is it going to sleep in the same room with him?

He doesn't want it. Su Yao is too noisy.

On hearing this, Xia LAN knew that he was thinking too much. "Don't think too much. Su Yao won't live in the same room with you. I've arranged other rooms, right next to your room."

Hearing this, Qin yuan was relieved.

Not to sleep in the same room with him.

As for what to do next, let him think about it.

……

This time, Su Yao did not wander in front of Qin yuan, which made him feel more at ease.

But suddenly I'm not used to it.

Qin Yuan takes a look at Su Yao, who is sitting there playing with his mobile phone. He thinks of the things he has suffered during this period of time, and suddenly wants to straighten Su Yao, so that he can retreat.

Thinking about this, Qin Yuan said, "Su Yao!"

Su Yao immediately put down his mobile phone, got up and walked toward Qin yuan, "Mr. Qin, what can I do for you?"

"I'm hungry." Qin yuan only said these three words.

"The cook should have finished the meal soon. I'll go down and have a look."

"I don't want to eat the chef's food. I want to eat your food."

Su Yao had never been in the kitchen before, so he didn't believe Su Yao could cook.

Su Yao didn't expect Qin yuan's request. He looked at Qin yuan strangely, "Mr. Qin, are you sure you want to eat what I make?"

Qin yuan imagined that Su Yao might bring up the dark food later, and suddenly he felt a sense of retreat.

But before he had time to go back, Su Yao had already left, and the air still echoed what he said.

"Since Mr. Qin wants to eat my cooking so much, I'll prepare one right away."

Qin yuan

Why did he say that just now? It's really like lifting a stone and hitting his own foot.

Now I can only hope that what Su Yao brought over won't be the dark food that went into the hospital after eating.

……

I don't know how long later, Su Yao came up with something. When he came over, Qin Yuan found that he cooked a bowl of porridge for himself, and it was his favorite seafood porridge.

This seafood porridge looks normal, but I don't know how it tastes.

Qin yuan was not hungry, but after smelling the smell of seafood porridge, he suddenly became hungry.

He raised his chin and motioned Su Yao with his eyes to bring the porridge quickly.

Su Yao clearly put the bowl of seafood porridge on the table.

My eyes accidentally saw the computer screen still on there, and then my pupils began to vibrate violently