Dressed as the favorite of the three villain brothers

Think so.

After taking the last sip of noodles, Hutt took out his phone and changed the nickname of a certain unscrupulous boss to: The best boss in history who can make noodles for me.

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in the shrine.

Bo Lianye sat casually, his eyes were so deep that he couldn't figure it out, he took a steamed bun and gnawed it, because no big fish and big meat were allowed in the ancestral hall, so as not to disrespect the pagoda temple, the steamed buns were delivered by Uncle Wang at night of.

It was night, and a shadow fell two or three meters away from Bo Lianye's lower right.

Bo Lianye paused holding the hand of the steamed bun, raised his eyes and glanced in that direction.

"You can leave when time is enough." After finishing speaking, the shadow disappeared again.

Bo Lianye: "..."

Then he lowered his head and continued to take a few bites of the steamed bun in his hand, got up, patted the dust off his body, and left against the light.

"wu~" The door opened and then closed slowly.

After leaving the ancestral hall and passing through a long corridor, Bo Lianye felt that his body and mind had settled down a bit, but he still didn't understand...

What is so good about his cheap sister?

Is it worth his elder brother to punish him because of her?Is it worth his third brother coming here to warn him?

absurd

Back in the room, Bo Lianye took a bath, put on a loose bathrobe and sat on the sofa, with a computer propped on his lap, adjusting the data of the experiment, suddenly thought of something, and clicked on a certain record file named n3 , It was recorded in the front, but the daily newspaper in the back is empty.

Bo Lianye thought about it carefully, his third brother seemed to be quite normal recently, could it be that the effect of the medicine was diluted by metabolism in the body?

Considering this possibility, Bo Lianye wrote a larger dose on the document, which was twice as much as last time, but it was still within the acceptable range of the human body.

Unless it is 3m.

Then he was thinking about how to make the third child continue to be his guinea pig without anyone noticing.

The last time I took advantage of the weakness of the third child, and it was when the third child was relatively weak, this time...

The third place may not be a good breakthrough right now...

But what if it was Cen Nanqi?The physiological structure of a woman, so is there any similarity in the impact of this thing on her?

Leaving aside the little inexplicable interfering factors in his heart, Bo Lianye's peach blossom eyes glanced lightly, and dropped a series of numbers calmly.

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Early the next morning, Bo Lianye got up early and sat down to eat breakfast.

Even Aunt Li was a little surprised by the servants in the Bo house, because the second young master never saw anyone, and the number of times he came down to have breakfast was very few, unless he was forced to bring back when the master and wife were there.

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"Little master, get up soon~ I'm going to be late~" A tiger toy kept ringing and singing in the girl's ear.

"Little master, get up quickly~ let's go to school~" The little tiger still had a new word, and continued to sing in the girl's ear.

On the big soft bed, a snow-white lotus-like arm stretched out from under the quilt. It slowly groped with its fingers, and then accurately patted the little tiger on the head. The little tiger's singing stopped abruptly.

The girl on the bed turned over, and after 2 minutes, she opened her eyes and stared at the ceiling in a daze.

Feeling tired of studying suddenly emerged in my heart.

Woo, don't want to go to school! !I don't want to go to school, I really don't want to go to school! !

Cen Nanqi hugged the corner of the quilt and rolled left and right before getting up from the bed.

Put on your shoes, take a shower, apply a simple face cream, and start looking for clothes.

This Monday, you have to arrive early to raise the flag.

Thinking about it, Cen Nanqi's movements became a little quicker. He took off his cute pajamas and threw them in the basket, put on his school uniform, and tied a high ponytail.

Go to another room and choose one of the three kinds of shoes matched by a professional to wear, open the door, and go downstairs to have breakfast excitedly.

"Good morning, miss." As soon as she left the room, she saw Sister Aru, who was wiping the handrail, greeting her with a smile on her face.

"Sister Aru, good morning." Cen Nanqi replied politely, walking downstairs quickly.

"Miss, slow down, the floor has just been dragged, be careful not to fall." Another sister Aru worriedly called from behind.

Eh?Is there anyone at the table?Taking a closer look, hey, it's the accuser.

Noticing the movement, Bo Lianye raised his head, just in time to meet the eyes of the girl at the stairs, who made a face to him, then quickly turned and walked towards another restaurant.

I really hold a grudge...

Bo Lianye thought to himself, and ate another siu mai in a good mood.

After making faces, Cen Nanqi slipped to another restaurant.

"Yo yo, Missy is here, come, come, try my new honey purple potato cake." Old Wu, who was supposed to be in the back kitchen, made a delicious one, so he came out with the pot directly, wanting to More people evaluate it, so it can be improved.

Because young masters and young ladies rarely come to this restaurant, the servants, sisters and uncles who have finished their work will come here to sit, drink tea, try new foods, and talk about their suggestions.

Therefore, working as servants in Bozhai not only has a high salary, but also does not have night shifts. Except for the night shifts caused by some exceptional events, they all live very comfortably. Go home, not to mention the world's top chefs come to you to try dishes from time to time.

May I ask which host family can have such freedom and be treated so well?

Seeing the eldest lady, the people at the big table became a little cautious except for Old Wu or those who were familiar with Cen Nanqi. Everyone who was sitting stood up, and some even winked at Old Wu.

Our eldest lady is so precious, how can she try dishes in the same pot as us rough people.

Old Wu realized later that he wanted to take back his pot with an embarrassed smile, when a small hand appeared in front of him holding a cake and quickly took it back. Looking at the owner of the hand, he saw their eldest lady picking up the cake without hesitation. One bite, followed by two or three more bites.

Then he looked at him with bright eyes and said: "It's delicious, but if you fry it for 2 minutes longer in the first step, and then fry some white sesame seeds with honey, the taste will be even better."

"Okay, okay, I'll go back and try later." Lao Wu looked at Cen Nanqi with a smile and said.

"Yeah." Cen Nanqi nodded, his eyes accidentally glanced at the alarm clock on the wall, his eyes trembled, he took a bite of the cake in his hand and ran out in a hurry: "Hey~ I'm going to be late, aunts, uncles, sisters and brothers Goodbye!!"

After people leave.

People just sat down again, but the topic shifted from the honey purple potato cake just now to the eldest lady.

"Hey, our eldest lady is quite approachable."

"That's the way you didn't see the eldest lady before, before..."

"What are you talking nonsense about?" Old Wu took the pot and scolded him, and the man didn't dare to talk nonsense anymore.

Shadow in the dark glanced at the person coldly, tapped his wrist with gloved fingers, and the message was sent.