Chapter 641

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Sue is here, too.

Driving her little sports car, she is coming out of Zhai Tianlong's boxing hall and walking back.

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

Now she is proficient in driving skills. With sunglasses and a wind wheel with one hand, she wants and attacks. Wherever she goes, she is the most eye-catching existence.

She received a call in the car and answered it directly through Bluetooth.

He Wenyu called.

"Aunt! Old ancestor! The ancient god of war 6 has been off for a week! My phone has been broken by readers here. It's all urgent. Please, a more chapter!"

Su also turned the steering wheel with light eyebrows and eyes: "when you had to let me open a new book, I said that I would stop changing from time to time."

He Wenyu choked. He was right to say so.

At that time, there were too many readers urging Mr. monster to publish his new book. He thought that he would break even more, which was not better than that. At least the readers had hope.

But now he knows he's wrong. It's even more terrible!

"All right, we'll talk about it later in the evening," Su also slowly stopped the car into Bo's courtyard.

He Wenyu was ecstatic: "good, good, I'll wait for your news in the evening!"

When she got home at noon, Su also parked her car. The housekeeper pushed Bo Zhan out to meet her: "young lady, young master, go to pick up the young lady and young master."

Bo Zhan sat in a wheelchair with a bright smile: "Yunli said he had received a text message. Little Molly had an interview. I knew that her little ghost spirit would pass."

He is either unable to walk or tired after walking too much, so occasionally the housekeeper pushes him in a wheelchair.

Another of his wheelchairs was specially customized by Bo Yunli from abroad, and then modified by Su himself after returning home.

It's so comfortable sitting that I don't even remember.

Su also took off his sunglasses and threw them on the passenger car. He was in a good mood and hooked his lower lip: "good thing."

"Young lady, what would you like for lunch? I'll ask the back kitchen to prepare it," the housekeeper said with a smile.

Su Ye has a stubborn temper. She can do 360 things. If she has tried, she is not allowed to fail.

She still remembers a failure many years ago.

Thinking of this, she opened the door and made a great decision: "since my baby has an interview today, I have to cook something delicious for them myself."

The housekeeper who heard Aunt Li say about the "brush pot water" incident suddenly sweated on his forehead and trembled with fear: "......"

Bo Zhan, who had never heard of it and had never eaten the meal cooked by Su, was pleasantly surprised: "really? I'm looking forward to it!"

Su also pushed Bo Zhan into the house. The fat cook had heard the wind and fell to the ground. Aunt Li carried him back to the room.

Sue also believes he did it on purpose.

There was no servant close to the kitchen area of ten meters. Only the innocent Bo Zhan smiled: "by the way, I happened to have a gourmet app recently. There are various gourmet practices and comments from professional gourmets. I'll accompany you? I'll help you watch the steps and you do it."

"OK," Su agreed at once, pushed Bo Zhan's wheelchair into the kitchen, and then closed the kitchen door.

The housekeeper was about to say something. With a bang, the door closed in front of his face.

It was almost pasted.

There was a feeling that the old man was kidnapped and paid for the number of people.

Inside the door, Bo Zhan was happy: "also, what shall we do?"

Sue also opened the Fat Chef's five door refrigerator and stroked her delicate chin with her slender hand.

High end ingredients often require only the simplest way to cook.

Su also decided, "why don't we make roast chicken?"

Bo zhanting thought seriously for a long time: "well... Although it seems that the roast chicken doesn't need to be cut or fried, it's actually very complicated. Let's make a simpler one for the first time. Let's make individual chicken trumpets?"

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

His face is green.

Forget it, he'd better go, ba

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

Bo Zhan was stunned: "really? Why haven't you heard of Yun Li?"

"He may have forgotten," Su also tilted his head and took out a box of mushrooms from the fridge. He was a little guilty. "Forget it, what you said makes sense. Let's make a chicken stewed mushroom."

"OK, this is very good, and little jasmine also likes to eat," Bo Zhan nodded, and began to turn in his mobile phone: "I'll help you search the tutorial of chicken stewing mushrooms."

This software is very authoritative and used by many people. For a dish, you can find hundreds of cooking tutorials.

Bo Zhan directly arranges according to the heat, ranking the first with a heat of more than 200000, far ahead of the second with a heat of 10000.

And that person's account number is still yellow v. he has the qualification certificate of professional food commentator.

Bo Zhan nodded, opened the contents, put his mobile phone far away from his eyes, narrowed his eyes and casually read two sentences: "the fat to lean ratio of meat is 1:3... The oil temperature should not exceed 200 ° C..."

Sue also sounds deja vu. Isn't it the same as her eating habits all the time?

This man should taste like himself.

She raised her eyebrows, picked up the kitchen knife and said, "just follow his steps."

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Look back to Yali middle school.

Gao Shengnan took Zhang Mao to buy some books in the school library. He raised his eyes and just saw the teacher Miao Miao coming from the side. He said to Xiang Zhangmao with a glorious face: "son, you wait for your mother here. My mother will go to the teacher to learn more about the situation and take you to dinner when she comes back."

Zhang Mao snorted twice. He was not happy. As a result, Yu Guang saw a shadow. Suddenly, his face changed and pushed his mother to the teacher. With small glasses, he said solemnly: "OK, go, mom, I'm not hungry at all!"

Gao Shengnan also thought he was very good and left without thinking.

As soon as she left, Zhang Mao quickly folded and went to the shadow just now.

In the sight, Bo Yimo inserted her pocket in one hand and turned a book in the other hand and walked out of the library.

When he ran about ten meters behind Bo Yimo, he walked close to her instead.

I was out of breath after two steps.

Now he is almost as tall as Bo Yimo, and sometimes his heel is a little shorter than Bo Yimo if it is peaceful.

But his mother said that girls grow faster than boys in primary school. It's good to go to junior high school.

Moreover, he is a few months smaller than Bo Yimo. This height difference is very normal!

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

But before he met Bo Yimo, he saw a bony and slender hand in front of him.

Zhang Mao turned around and looked back.

The tall shadow was pressing on his head, blocking out the sky and the sun, and the cold breath was oppressive.

The boy's voice is low and beautiful.

Opening your mouth is the aura of a spoiled sister.

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