Quick-Crossing Man God Raiders Manual

Chapter 9
"What's the matter?" Qin Huanhuan staggered his mountain-like generous palm and asked with puzzlement in his bright eyes.

No fever... Zuo Junzhuo withdrew his palm and looked at Qin Huanhuan with strange eyes, which made her feel a little hairy.

Why did he feel that she seemed to be a different person since yesterday afternoon?Is it his illusion?
But didn't she never have breakfast at home on weekdays? Every time she got up at four or five in the morning and went to the company with a quick breakfast. In recent years, even seeing her has become a luxury for him.

But now she looks just like before...

"Not going to work?" Zuo Junzhuo suppressed the curiosity and doubts in his heart, hung up the white towel in his hand, and then pretended to speak indifferently.

"I won't go." Qin Huanhuan shook his head obediently, "I'm too tired from work, so I want to ask for a few days off."

Zuo Junzhuo looked at Qin Huanhuan, who had a normal complexion and a pair of stern eyes with watery eyes, and for some reason suddenly heard a taste of being coquettish.

"Well, let's rest for two days." Zuo Junzhuo withdrew his gaze and decided to be observant of Qin Huanhuan's sudden change.

Qin Huanhuan was still waiting for Zuo Junzhuo to answer her question, when he saw him passing her sideways with slender legs, and then walked directly into the kitchen.

He wants to cook?

Qin Huanhuan's eyeballs rolled around several times, his eyes flashed by, and he ran towards Zuo Junzhuo with small steps in an instant.

Cooking together or something is simply a weapon to increase goodwill.

And Zuo Junzhuo, who was draining the rice washing water in the kitchen, turned his head when he heard the brisk and very rhythmic footsteps behind him.

"Stop!" Stern words blurted out uncontrollably.

Shocked by Zuo Junzhuo's sudden seriousness, Qin Huanhuan immediately stopped in his tracks. Qin Huanhuan looked at Zuo Junzhuo who was wearing an apron but had a bad complexion, his eyes were full of doubts.

And Zuo Junzhuo looked at Qin Huanhuan who was frightened by him with a straight face, and looked at him with watery eyes, like a wronged little rabbit, which made him feel more guilty unconsciously...

"You still want to burn the kitchen down?" Zuo Junzhuo cleared his throat and looked away.

Burn the kitchen?
Qin Huanhuan recalled it for a while, it seems... When the original owner was 12 years old, she wanted to make a bowl of longevity noodles for Zuo Junzhuo, but in the end she almost burned the kitchen down, and she almost died of gas poisoning. Since then, Zuo Junzhuo Never let her step into the kitchen again.

"I don't want to..." Qin Huanhuan shook his head and said, "I'll help you!"

Qin Huanhuan ran to Zuo Junzhuo's side in small steps, took the preserved eggs he put on the table into his hands, and slowly peeled them off.

Zuo Junzhuo looked at Qin Huanhuan's cheerfully dancing fingers, his eyes darkened, and he finally said nothing.

However, when both of them were enjoying the atmosphere where men and women work together without being tired, the door outside the villa suddenly rang, making Qin Huanhuan's preserved eggs jump to the ground in fright.

Zuo Junzhuo glanced helplessly at the preserved egg that had bounced several times on the ground, squatted down to pick it up and put it on the table, then turned around to open the door.

"Don't even ring the doorbell..." Hearing the unrelenting and rude knock on the door, Qin Huanhuan followed Zuo Junzhuo, and wanted to see who was watching.

As a result, the moment Zuo Junzhuo stretched out his hand to open the door, she froze.

Who can tell her what happened to these few policemen standing fiercely at the door of their house!

(End of this chapter)