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"I'm asking you a question! "How did you get injured?"

Qu Ruo's deep eyes flashed with a hint of stern light, and his handsome face instantly tensed up.

Bai Yaoyao pretended to wave her hand casually in front of him, feigning a relaxed manner. "Oh, you're talking about this, I just accidentally cut it, it's just a small wound …"

Bai Yaoyao had never been a good liar since she was young. As long as she lied, her eyes would blink non-stop. Furthermore, her hands and feet were stiff, not knowing where to put them.

Fortunately, Qu Ruo didn't say much and only looked at her in disdain. He said lightly: "Are you that stupid? "What are you looking at? Go get me chopsticks, do you want me to eat with my hands?"

Originally, he had been extremely tired at night and had fallen into a deep sleep. But tonight, for the first time ever, he woke up hungry.

Furthermore, Qu Ruo was about to go downstairs and ask the chef to cook something for him. Unexpectedly, he heard some rustling sounds when he arrived at the kitchen.

Who knew that it was this little wild cat who had her own small stove in the kitchen, so she wanted to try out her cooking skills. The key was that this dish was quite good; this was a type of fragrance that hadn't been tasted in a long time because Qu Ruo's mother specialized in fennel noodles.

This side not only aroused his appetite, but also aroused his memories …

Bai Yaoyao was taken aback. He actually wanted to eat noodles? Then what should I do?

Qu Ruo knocked on the table and looked at Bai Yaoyao with a frown.

"Oh, wait a moment, I'll go get the chopsticks!"

She found the chopsticks and handed it to Qu Ruo. Then, she made another bowl of noodles and sat the furthest away from Qu Ruo. She slowly ate it. After all, her stomach wasn't good, so she had to eat it slowly.

Qu Ruo, on the other hand, usually looked like he had an icy face. Even when he was drinking his saliva, he was still gulping down his food when faced with the simple noodles.

"You, how hungry are you?"

Bai Yaoyao slowly ate a mouthful of noodles. Looking at Qu Ruo's current state, she felt it was funny. She never knew that this demon had such a cute side to it.

Qu Ruo noticed that she was staring at him for quite a while. He felt that he couldn't take it anymore. He put the chopsticks on the bowl and said with a straight face, "What's wrong, I can eat whatever I want!"

"Oh, eating fast isn't good for the stomach …"

She raised her head from time to time to look at Qu Ruo. She thought to herself: This is really dog biting Lu Dongbin, moreover, that bowl of noodles was cooked by herself. There wasn't even a single word of thanks and she kept giving me a stiff and cold face …

After eating, Qu Ruo wiped his mouth and sat straight on the dining chair. He stared at Bai Yaoyao who was still eating the noodles slowly and asked curiously, "Who taught you to make this noodles? The taste is pretty good! "

Ever since his mother had passed away, he had been thinking about how many years he had been living for. He had no idea how many chefs around the world had been replaced, but they were all a bunch of trash who could not make the kind of feeling he wanted.

But tonight, due to a coincidence, Qu Ruo brought the girl back and coincidentally saw her cooking the whole night. Qu Ruo's heart throbbed a little, and he felt that this was probably the arrangement of the heavens!

"This noodle was taught to me by my mother. I can make it when I was young, but my mother always said that the fennel noodle soup was eaten by a person you love. Even if they split up in the end, that person would still often think of you …"

As Bai Yaoyao spoke, she suddenly realized that she had talked too much. Smiling awkwardly, she lowered her head and obediently started eating the noodles.

Qu Ruo had only heard a few simple words from her. His heart was already full of emotions. Because there were so many women around him, none of them had ever talked to him about this.

If this little girl fell in love with him, he would be very happy, just like how his father met his own mother …

All that is in front of his eyes is actually what he has been yearning for for for a long time. Simple food, simple words, you silly smile, my sweet pet. Perhaps only by facing this little girl can I take off my disguise as the Demon CEO …

Following that, Qu Ruo unexpectedly gave Bai Yaoyao a warm smile. Then, he pointed at the mess on the kitchen counter and said, "Clean up all these later and then go to sleep!"

Bai Yaoyao bit her lips and looked at him innocently, but she still nodded.

He knew that the demon wouldn't smile so normally with him. It was because there was a hidden dagger in his smile …

It was already late in the night, and the entire villa was silent. In her dreams, Bai Yaoyao even dreamed of that demon and let out a sweet laugh …

The next morning, the sun just so happens to be shining.

When Bai Yaoyao got up, Qu Ruo had already left for the company.

However, just as she was about to go downstairs, she found Nuo standing motionlessly at the head of the stairs, as if she was specifically waiting for her.

"Good morning, Miss Bai!" Nuo greeted her humbly and courteously.

Bai Yaoyao also smiled and replied, "Good morning, Mr Nuo!" However, she was also suspicious in her heart. Normally, she would follow Qu Ruo every inch of the way, so why would she stay in the mansion by herself today?

Nuo seemed to be able to read Bai Yaoyao's thoughts. She smiled respectfully and explained, "Miss Bai, Young Master Qu told me before he left that Miss Bai's hand was injured and asked me to call a doctor to treat you today. Furthermore, you do not know much about our villa and thus, you asked me to stay behind because you were afraid that it would be inconvenient for you. "

Bai Yaoyao's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that the demon wasn't going to let her go? He actually sent a trusted aide of his, saying that he wanted to know more about the villa and manor. What in the world was going on?

"Aunt Liu, take Miss Bai to breakfast!"

The maid who had been unfriendly towards Bai Yaoyao the previous night came over. She gestured with her right hand, "Please, Miss Bai!"

They followed them all the way to the restaurant. The dazzling decorations made Bai Yaoyao unable to open her eyes. She looked around and muttered, "Is it so extravagant to eat breakfast?"

As she spoke, the servant pulled back the carved chair in the dining room and invited her to sit down.

Just as she was about to pick up the marmalade breakfast cake and put it in her mouth, a small, unruly strawberry slipped onto the tablecloth.

Aunt Liu glanced at him and frowned discontentedly. She said sternly, "I hope Miss Bai can be more careful. You are still the daughter of a rich family." "The tablecloth was made in France yesterday before being flown in. If it breaks, who knows how much debt Miss Bai would have to bear!"

"Uh, sorry, let me wipe it off. It should be able to be wiped off."

Bai Yaoyao stood up and took a tissue. She wiped it vigorously a few times, only to realize that the more she wiped, the more marks she had.