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641 (Forty-one)

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Su Ye's side.

Driving her sports car was coming out of Zhai Tianlong's boxing gym and walking back.

It's no longer the Klein Blue trot before, but it's still dazzling and cool.

Now she has mastered her driving skills, wearing sunglasses and holding the wind wheel with one hand, she is eager and aggressive, and she is always polite and polite everywhere she goes, and is the most eye-catching existence.

She received a call in the car and directly linked to Bluetooth to answer.

The phone call was made by He Wenyu.

"Auntie! Ancestor! "Ancient God of War 6" has been out of update for one week! My phone number here has been pirated by readers, and they are all urging them to update. Please, please update one chapter!"

Su also turned on the steering wheel, his eyebrows were light: "When you insisted that I open a new book, I said that I would stop updating from time to time."

He Wenyu was choking, he said that.

At that time, there were too many readers who urged Mr. Monster to release a new book. He thought about breaking the update and then breaking the update, but he couldn't compare with it. At least readers had hope.

But now he realized that he was wrong, and it was even more terrible to break!

"Okay, let's talk about it later," Su also slowly parked the car into the Bo family compound.

He Wenyu was ecstatic: "Okay, okay, wait for your news tonight!"

It was only noon when Su Ye had parked the car, and the housekeeper pushed Bo Zhan out to greet her: "Mrs. Young Master, Young Master, go pick up the young lady, Young Master and the others."

Bo Zhan sat in the wheelchair and smiled brightly: "Yun Li said he received the text message. After Xiao Moli's interview, I knew that her little ghost will definitely pass."

He either couldn't walk, or he would be tired if he walked too much, so occasionally the housekeeper would push him in a wheelchair.

Another thing is that Bo Yunli specially customized his wheelchair from abroad, and then Su personally modified it after returning to China.

It was so comfortable to sit and didn't want to get up at all.

Su also took off his sunglasses and threw them onto the passenger seat, and curled his lower lip in a good mood: "Good thing."

"Mrs. Young lady, what do you want to have lunch? I'll let the kitchen prepare," said the housekeeper with a smile.

Su Ye has a stubborn temper, and she has three hundred and sixty skills. Anything she has tried is not allowed to be something she can't do.

She still remembers a failure many years ago.

Thinking of this, she pushed open the car door and made a very determined decision: "Since my baby interview today, I have to make some delicious food for them myself."

When the housekeeper who heard Aunt Li talk about the incident of "washing pot water", his forehead was covered in sweat, and he was so scared that he couldn't stop trembling: "……………”

Bo Zhan, who had never heard of that and had never eaten the rice made by Su Ye, looked surprised: "Really? I'm looking forward to it!"

Su also pushed Bo Zhan into the house. The fat chef had already heard the sound of the wind and fell to the ground. Aunt Li was carried back to the room.

Su also believed that he did it on purpose.

There is no servant close to the kitchen, but the innocent Bo Zhan smiled: "By the way, I happened to have a food app recently, which includes various food recipes and professional foodie reviews. I'll accompany you? I'll help you see the steps, you'll do it."

"Okay," Su Ye agreed immediately, pushing Bo Zhan's wheelchair into the kitchen, and then closing the kitchen door.

The butler was about to say something, and with a 'bang', the door was closed in front of his face.

Almost posted.

I felt that the old man was kidnapped and counted money for the others.

Inside the door, Bo Zhanke was happy: "That's right, what are we going to do?"

Su Ye opened the fat chef's five-door refrigerator and stroked his delicate chin with his slender hands.

High-end ingredients often require the easiest way to cook.

Su also decided: "How about we make roast chicken trumpets?"

Bo Zhan thought seriously for a while: "That... don't think that roast chicken doesn't need to be cut or fried, but it's actually very complicated. The first time we can make a simple one, let's make some chicken horns?"

Outside the door, the housekeeper who listened to the conversation between the two: "..."

His face turned green.

Forget it, he's going to leave, huh...

Su also raised his eyebrows: "It's not the first time, I've done it once before."

Bo Zhan was stunned: "Is that so? Why haven't you heard Yun Li say it?"

"He may have forgotten," Su also turned his head and took out a box of mushrooms from the refrigerator, feeling guilty: "Forget it, what you said makes sense, let's make a chicken stew mushrooms."

"Okay, this is pretty good, and Xiao Moli also likes to eat it very much," Bo Zhan nodded and began to flip through his phone: "I'll help you search for a tutorial on stewing mushrooms with chickens."

This software is very authoritative and uses many people. One dish can be found in hundreds of cooking tutorials.

Bo Zhan directly ranks the number one by popularity, with more than 200,000 popularity, far ahead of the number one by popularity 10,000.

Moreover, the person’s account is still a yellow v number, and he has a professional food commentator qualification certificate.

Bo Zhan nodded, clicked on the contents, put his phone very far away from his eyes, squinted his eyes, and read a few casually: "The fat-thin ratio of meat is 1:3... The oil temperature should not exceed 200°c..."

Su also sounded familiar. Isn’t this the same as her dining habits she has always been?

This person's taste should be quite similar to his own.

She raised her eyebrows, picked up the kitchen knife, and made a sound: "Just follow his steps."

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Turn your eyes back to Yali Middle School.

Gao Shengnan took Zhang Mao to buy a few books in the school library. He looked up and saw Teacher Miaomiao coming from the side. He said to Zhang Mao with glorious face: "Son, you are waiting for your mother here. Mom will learn more about the situation with the teacher, and I will take you to dinner when I come back."

Zhang Mao hummed twice, and he was not happy at first, but Yu Guangsai saw a figure and suddenly his face changed. He pushed his mother to the teacher, wearing small glasses with serious expressions: "Okay, go, mom, I'm not hungry at all!"

Gao Shengnan thought he was quite well-behaved and left without thinking.

As soon as she left, Zhang Mao quickly turned around and went to the figure just now.

In his sight, Bo Yimo put one hand in his pocket and turned the book in his other hand, and walked out of the library.

When he ran about ten meters behind Bo Yimo, he changed to walk closer to her.

I just ran two steps and was out of breath.

Now he is about the same height as Bo Yimo, and sometimes his shoes are even a little shorter than Bo Yimo if they are too smooth.

However, his mother said that girls grew faster than boys in elementary school, so it would be great if they went to junior high school.

What's more, he is a few months younger than Bo Yimo, so this height difference is normal!

Seeing that he was about to catch up with Bo Yimo, Zhang Mao raised his hand to pat her on the shoulder from behind.

But before he could touch Bo Yimo, he saw a hand with distinct joints and slender joints blocking him.

Zhang Mao turned around and turned around.

A tall shadow pressed over his head, covering the sky and the sun, and the cold air that hit him was full of oppression.

The boy's voice was low and very nice.

The opening of the mouth shows the aura of the mad girl-spoken demon.

He said, "Don't touch my sister."

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