Di Shao wants a name every day

Chapter 24 Getting More and More Hypocritical
Gu Qingjiu was lazily lying on the sofa, with a takeaway in his hand, his face was chewing wax.

The most expensive pizza, chewing expressionlessly.

Sure enough, after being reborn, the whole person became hypocritical.

What should I do if I become more and more picky?
What to do when the kitchen killer is alone at home... like her... eating takeaway...
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Master, why did you sell that car?According to the current evaluation of appearance value, that limited edition car is very rare and has a very considerable value.

Gu Qingjiu rolled his eyes.

"I only sold it if it was worth money, otherwise why would you come here?"
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Cars... aren't they for driving?

Gu Qingjiu: ...

"You think a lazy person like your master can drive? Are you kidding me!"

It makes sense, but this super brain is actually unable to refute.
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What are you going to do with the money after you sell it?
What are you doing?Gu Qingjiu frowned.

Bright red lips parted

"Open house."

open?Open house?
Bullying it didn't go to school, don't know what it means to open a house!
ding dong~
The doorbell outside the door rang, and Gu Qingjiu stopped talking nonsense with Mengmai.

Get up and open the door.

It's so late, and someone knocked on the door?

After opening the door, he looked at the dark-faced Gu Jue who was taller than himself.

Gu Qingjiu was suspicious, "Why are you here so late?"

Gu Jue stared at the pizza box that Gu Qingjiu took away.

Sullenly said, "You just eat this?"

"..."

Otherwise what to eat?
Gu Qingjiu handed over the box "Do you want to eat?"

Gu Jue's face became darker and darker, and he entered the house directly from beside Gu Qingjiu.

I took some things from the refrigerator and put the rice in the pot to cook.

Gu Qingjiu stood at the door, a few crows flew over his forehead.

Look at the footprints on the ground of the villa.

"...Nightmare...the footprints on the ground find a way to clean it up..."
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Owner……

Your host has disconnected.

Your host has blocked you.

Your master... doesn't want to talk to you...

. . . .

When Gu Qingjiu walked slowly to the kitchen, Gu Jue had already made two golden fried eggs.

Gu Qingjiu quietly carried the plate over with his two paws.

He ate with chopsticks.

Sure enough... it's better than takeaway.

While eating, he looked at Gu Jue.

This kind of man...

It's very suitable to marry home...but she doesn't like this kind of brother.

After quietly eating, he quietly sent the plate back.

Gu Jue had the right to pretend that he didn't know.

Gu Qingjiu went to the living room table and waited. Since you want to do it, then I won't stop you.

Gu Jue was tossing about in the kitchen, while Gu Qingjiu was sitting at the dining table playing with his mobile phone.

Who says you won't be hungry when you fall asleep?
There is a better way, you will not be hungry if you forget to play.

Looking at my own customs-clearing master, although it is recommended, it is still miserable...

The so-called misery is that the download has exceeded [-].

Look at the limited edition Land Rover that was auctioned online, and it has already been auctioned for 600 million.

Land Rover is actually only a few million, but fortunately, it is a limited edition, which is very collectible, so this auction, at least to say the least, will double the price.

Gu Jue took two plates of dishes, one meat and one vegetarian, both of which were relatively homely.

"No more takeaways in the future."

Gu Qingjiu raised his head, silently and calmly put away his mobile phone, and took a pair of bowls and chopsticks by himself.

It's good to have food, and the taste is not bad...

I will definitely not eat takeaway in the future, it's so unpalatable!
She won't be so sad when she sells that Land Rover.

Thinking about it made me happier, and I actually ate two bowls.

Gu Jue sat next to him all the time, crossing his legs, looking indescribably noble and aloof.

Originally, he came to question the Land Rover auction, but instead of saying anything, Gu Jue cooked a meal for Gu Qingjiu.

Blood-stained gauze was thrown into the wastebasket next to the sofa.

Gu Jue frowned, "How's your gunshot wound?"

Gu Qingjiu stuffed the last mouthful of rice into his mouth, and said indistinctly, "Mmm...Okay...."

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