The mysterious BOSS of fast-wearing female supporting roles

Chapter 310 King, always low-key (60)

Or how to say it is a seven-star hotel!All kinds of services are readily available.

Considering that customers sometimes want to eat Chinese food, sometimes they want to eat Western food, sometimes they want to eat what is made in the hotel, and sometimes they want to eat what they make by themselves.

Therefore, in this suite, a kitchen was also repaired.

The equipment in the kitchen is brand new and up-to-date, and ingredients are also prepared for customers.

All frozen in the freezer.

No, it should be said to be a freezer.

It can be said that this hotel is really considerate, no matter what kind of vegetables and meats are available in this season, there are all in this cabinet.

All kinds of seasonings, oils, everything.

It can be said that this kitchen only needs one person who can cook, then everything will be done.

Although Fu Mo is cold, he knows how to do housework.

As the son of luck of this plane, he is of course omnipotent.

At this time, he had just finished tidying up his room, and looked at the time, it was almost noon.

At this time, Lu Yao was sleepy for a whole day, and she had already returned to her room to lose jet lag.

But Fu Mo thought that she hadn't eaten since getting off the plane, so she planned to go to the kitchen to cook some light food.

So, he came to the kitchen alone and started cooking porridge.

When the porridge was ready, almost another hour passed.

Interrupting other people's sleep is really cruel, but for the health of the stomach.

He can only be a person who intends to sleep with others.

He knocked on the door.

No one should.

Knocked again.

No one answered.

Knock again.

Now, the door finally opened.

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It was Lu Yao in pajamas who opened the door.

The style of her pajamas is very elegant, but with her speechless expression at the moment, it looks very funny.

Fu Mo was wearing an apron at this time, looking like a housewife.

And on the table in the kitchen outside, there were two steaming bowls of porridge.

And a small dish of vegetables.

"Eat and sleep."

Fu Mo untied the apron, put it aside, and pulled away the chair beside the table.

Lu Yao came over and sat on it, looked at the fragrant meat porridge, and said very embarrassedly:
"Thank you President."

"Fu Mo."

As soon as Lu Yao said this, Fu Mo immediately followed up with these two words.

"Ok?"

At that time, Lu Yao had just fed a mouthful of lean meat porridge into her mouth. Hearing this, she looked at Fu Mo in confusion.

He is looking for trouble when he has nothing to do, why call himself by his own name?
"I said, call me Fu Mo."

Fu Mo explained lightly.

Lu Yao: ...

"Ah."

She responded slightly.

It seems that the president is indeed interested in himself.

She has long discovered this kind of ceoism|sexuality: as long as a domineering ceo starts to like you, then when you call him ceo, he will definitely correct you and let you call him by his name.

Every president text interface, this is tried and tested, applicable to any president text interface.

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It has to be said that Mr. Fu Mo, who used to plan strategies in the commercial street, is actually a good cook.

This lean meat porridge, made by him, is delicious.

If Lu Yao hadn't wanted to maintain her good upbringing, she might have devoured it.

"After eating, go to see a president at nine o'clock in the evening."

Compared with Lu Yao's relish, Fu Mo is much calmer.

He ate elegantly while talking about his work schedule.

Lu Yao nodded, indicating that she understood.

【Alright, next, President Fu Mo's powerful rival in love will appear.

When rivals in love meet each other, they are extremely jealous. 】

(End of this chapter)