"Let's go, I still want to stay here?" The cold voice woke up the azure blue that had not yet been united.

She looked at him, and he had turned around, the anger on his face had disappeared, his back was facing the light, his handsome facial features also had a hint of reality, and his eyes were still shining with dazzling light. I really couldn't believe that the person just now was him.

"You... won't go to the bar?"

He looked at her with great interest, and then said, "Your heart is so big." Haven't stayed in such a place yet? He said that, he had already stepped down the steps and walked to the car.

Zalan quickly took two steps, walked around, opened the co-pilot and sat in.

"It's not that I'm so damn, it's that I need to earn money to pay back your money." Otherwise, why did she come to such a ghost place in the middle of the night? The streets are full of bright and wine-filled cars, which is like this for others. For her, there are still many illusory figures floating around, ferocious, terrifying, and bloody, being penetrated by a car. She looked so nervous that people without her experience like this would not understand.

She didn't like such a world, but strangely, she thought she had seen so many things these days and had a nightmare in the middle of the night. She dreamed of the woman and mustered up the courage to find out her identity, but because she was too tired and sleepy, she couldn't sleep all night until dawn. She really didn't know whether it was a pity or a blessing.

Bo Mu fluently turned the steering wheel: "You can earn money during the day, why do you come here at night? Don't you know the danger of your home as a girl?"

"The danger is also because of you." If the culprit wants to recognize the facts, it is all caused by him. Don't act like it's nothing to do with it.

Bo Mu knew that she was still angry, and he didn't mind the tone of her.

"How about coming to my house as an hourly worker? Two thousand a month, you only need to cook, clean and clean."

Zalan frowned and said, "What's your purpose? Or do you have a deep hatred with me?" First, he extorted so much money from her, and then he deliberately asked her to serve him and be a nanny for him.

"If I say that life is too boring and want to have some fun for myself," he said slowly.

Zalan wanted to put her foot on his face. Is this the bad taste of a rich man? Seeing that he looked like a human being, why didn’t he do anything? But why did he come to her? Why was she so unlucky?

Bo Mu seemed to know what she was thinking, and was in a good mood. He admired her gritted teeth and said with a smile: "Because you look very interesting."

"Thank you for your respect." Zalan rolled her eyes.

"If you agree, you can go to work from tomorrow."

"Three thousand." Zalan bargained, and he couldn't say anything. Her ability to bargain with people with her aunt was not enough.

"Two thousand five."

"Two thousand eight, no point can be lost, otherwise you will go find an interesting person." Zhanlan intercepted his words in time, and this sentence successfully made Bo Mu agree and smiled: "The deal."

Zalan was a little surprised. If she had known that she would have agreed so well, she would not have lowered the price and should have been more important.

"But I have the conditions."

"You said." Zalan was satisfied and generous.

"The floor tables at home are not only clean, but all decorations are as usual. My personal belongings cannot be moved. My shirts and suits must be delivered to a fixed laundry, and other clothes must be hand-washed and ironed... I will ask someone to update the ingredients in the refrigerator once a day. As for what time to update, you can coordinate with the housekeeping. In addition, the blue and white porcelain set is my bowls and chopsticks, yours is the set of official script, and you cannot mix it, so you have to wash it separately. If the company is too busy and cannot come back for lunch, you have to deliver it to the company..."

After listening to him with his mouth open, Zalan silently concluded in her heart that it is really harder to serve than the King of Hell. She also has a vicious habit, a serious vicious habit, and is also taboo for bowls and chopsticks. It is not the same if she cleans her cleansing, and she has no infectious diseases. However, for the sake of money, she accepts everything, and she still dislikes him.

"It's not impossible for me to deliver food to you, but what should I do if the travel fee is?"

"I will give you another 200 yuan in transportation fees in a month. Pay the bill at the end of the month, and you will refund the extra money. However, if you violate one of the terms I just mentioned, you will deduct 100 yuan each time."

Zalan pouted without saying a word, and she agreed unwillingly.

Bo Mu parked the car in front of the villa door with Zalan. Zalan glanced at him suspiciously and helped her solve the house problem with one word. He knew that he was not just a small leader in the Shengdu, and his status was not low, otherwise he would not have lived here. Shihao, the best real estate in the city, is not in the city, but on the mountain halfway up the East Ring Road, with beautiful scenery and good air. He is very close to her school, and it is only a few stops to take the bus.

The next morning, after school, Zalan took the bus and went straight to Shihao to cook. It was already 11:30 when he arrived. The guy returned home at 12:30. One hour was enough for a chef like her to make four dishes and one soup. Zalan hummed a small song and was not in a hurry. Yesterday he gave the door lock code. After Zalan came in, he first walked up and down the stairs and admired it. He did not miss the small corners. The decoration was extremely simple, and the monochrome white was so empty that the space seemed so large. Zalan drooled while watching and scolded the evil capitalists. Even the bathroom was bigger than their living room. It was so annoying to compare people.

The kitchen is open-ended, and this style is only seen on TV. I didn’t expect to see it in my lifetime. Cooking in it is also a pleasure.

The refrigerator was full of ingredients. She told Bo Mu that she had no time to buy vegetables, and he didn't seem to have planned to ask her to buy them. She just told her that someone would buy them and she just needed to cook.

When Bo Mu came back, Zalan had already fought to the last dish. She took off her school uniform and casually wore a white T-shirt with the simplest jeans. Her high ponytail swung along with her waving spoon. Her slender waist was tied with his apron, which was a little big and a little funny.

The food was very fragrant, floating all over the room, and the corners of Bo Mu's mouth unconsciously curled up. Unexpectedly, she would have a good craft. He had actually made the worst plan and had a meal that he couldn't swallow.

Bo Mu washed his hands, changed into a home clothes, and walked into the kitchen. Zalan glanced at him and said, "Help to carry the plate." After a look, he couldn't help but take a look. Unlike formal clothes that give people an unfathomable feeling, the refreshing white and comfortable fabric not only make him look elegant and upright, but also particularly gentle and elegant. The hair hanging at the ends of his eyes makes his eyes clear and bright like stars. If he goes out, he will fascinate many girls. Alas, it's such a monster.

"You look pretty." Zalan didn't know if her tone was a little more sour or unwilling to sneer. She never thought that one day she would be jealous of a man. God was so kind to him.

He smiled so hard that he was particularly charming: "Thank you for the praise."

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