Chapter 387: Do you have a broken hand?
At the door, a figure leaned against the door and whispered:
"That brat ate too much junk food tonight."
Might be a little bit hot.
Hearing this, Su Zhixiao stood up and glared at the man at the door.
The man is innocent.
It's definitely not easy to talk about something in the room, and wait out of the room:
"So, why are you feeding him that junk food?"
Sure enough, the questioning began.
"Officer Su, this has nothing to do with me. It was ordered by the little brat himself. Well, you can go to the dining table and have a look."
Let's see how much your son has ordered with the lion's mouth.
Su Zhixiao looked suspiciously at the man in front of him:
"Step aside."
"Oh."
But dare not let it.
When I got to the restaurant, I really saw the thing with a large table at a glance.
When I got closer, what about Chuanchuan and Malatang?
Others, Lanzhou Ramen, Stinky Tofu, Cold Noodles, BBQ....
"Fu! Ji! Yan!"
Can you not be angry?
I am afraid that I will not be able to calm down if I replace it with any one who is a mother.
"I was taking a shower, and he asked for these on the phone. Officer Su, you are indiscriminate?"
Su Zhixiao took a few deep breaths:
"you..."
The man smiled and took a step forward, and he was about to move his feet.
However, he was avoided by his wife.
"Stand still, don't move!"
Annoyed.
Gee.
"Don't worry, I didn't let him eat much, just a little."
It's unreliable, but it's not that unreliable either!
Su Zhixiao breathed a sigh of relief, and after a few blank glances, he pointed to the large table on the table:
"You, dispose of this, it's a shameful waste."
After saying that, he turned around and went to the bathroom.
As for someone in the restaurant, it was extremely depressing.
How can you throw any pot on your head?
It's obviously the brat who ordered it himself?
Ah.
Isn't being a father just used to carry the pot?
Well, it is normal to take the blame for the wife and the son. It is a common phenomenon in today's society.
Of course, a certain master will not handle anything himself. He only needs to put everything on the table in a box and put it in a bag. The bodyguard has already received the news and waited outside the door.
"It's dealt with."
The bodyguard reached out and took it:
"Yes, Second Young Master."
"Don't waste it, as your young lady said, it's shameful to waste."
The bodyguard was very sweaty in his heart, and of course his mouth repeated:
"Yes!"
boom.
The door is closed.
Seeing that the door to the bathroom was still closed, he entered the study again.
......
Su Zhixiao was busy in the bathroom for a while, and after cleaning, she took a shower and washed her hair.
After a while, I have to take good care of my skin of course.
I put on a mask, put on my body lotion, and put on my nightgown.
Looking at the clothes basket filled with someone's changed clothes, his face twitched, he stretched out his fingers and picked up the top pair of boxer briefs.
Just, very speechless.
If I wash this first, will I break my hand?
How much time can be delayed?
Found out several times.
A few times before, Su Zhixiao didn't say anything, and silently helped wash it.
But now, over and over again, it is really unbearable.
He threw it back into the dirty clothes basket, stepped out of the bathroom with his slippers, and rushed to the study aggressively.
'Click. ’
The study door opened.
"Fu Jiyan, do you have a broken or mutilated hand? You can't even wash your pants?"
After shouting, I saw the man sitting behind the desk, with his arms around his chest and looking at him with a half-smile.
And on the laptop screen in front of someone, it seems that there are several video calls connected.