Duan Si Dese took over the late night snacks of the ten younger brothers and said teasingly.

"Shiquan, do you know? You, Mr. Du, are not all-powerful."

Shiquan was confused, Du Ye and Xiang Xiang were both No. 1, how could he not be omnipotent.

Duan Si smiled. "He has one item, which is zero."

He smiled triumphantly and continued: "You don't know your father's cooking skills."

"Then it's too miserable to look at."

Just now he felt that his sense of taste was no longer his own.

It was either overly sweet or overly salty; and the spicy taste made him feel like his hair was on fire as soon as he took it in his mouth.

Shi Quan retorted. "It's impossible. Mr. Du's cooking skills must be No. 1."

Duan Si waved his hand.

"You can pull it off. Next time he cooks, you will know after tasting it."

Shi Quan still didn't believe it, let alone letting Mr. Du cook, how could it happen.

Mr. Du's hands are used to sign contracts worth hundreds of millions, so how can he cook?

Upstairs, after Shi Jiudu had tidied up the kitchen, Gu Qiao had also packed up his things, put on his backpack, and stood obediently by the sofa, waiting for him to come out and say goodbye to him.

Shi Jiudu raised his hand and looked at the time. It was indeed a bit late, so he had to send her out.

In the corridor on the 32nd floor, Gu Qiao raised her eyes to look at him and hesitated to speak. Shi Jiudu raised his hand and rubbed her hair.

"Go back and go to bed early. You have to go to school tomorrow."

"I'll prepare breakfast for you."

"Huh?" The man's voice ended in an upturned tone, with a bewitching allure.

Gu Qiao rubbed his red ears. Shi Jiudu looked at the red tips of his ears inadvertently exposed under his hair and raised the corners of his lips slightly.

"Go back and rest," the man said.

Gu Qiao walked to the door of his house and suddenly asked in a low voice: "When did you find out?"

Shi Jiudu: "What?"

Gu Qiao took a deep breath. "It's nothing."

Unlock, open the door.

Close the door with a "bang" sound.

A series of movements were clean and neat, without a trace of hesitation.

It seemed that she was not the one who was struggling just now and hesitated to speak.

Outside the door, Shi Jiudu looked at the closed door.

The love in his eyes welled up.

My heart felt as if it had been pricked by a needle, and there was intense pain.

When did he discover it?

It was about the time when I discovered that she had a sweet tooth, and then discovered that she had stronger taste than sweet food.

People with a sweet tooth just like to eat sweet things.

But she is not just addicted to sweets, but also likes to eat high-concentration sweetness.

Later, he tried it once...

One time he prepared a glass of lemonade and added several times the amount of honey.

But she only tasted the sweetness of honey, but not the sourness of lemon...

Later, he found out.

She doesn't have a sweet tooth.

Her sense of taste is just dozens, hundreds, or even more times weaker than normal people.

So she usually can't taste what the food in her mouth tastes like.

The rich taste turned into tasteless in her mouth...

Therefore, she likes to drink milk tea with several times the sugar added; she likes chicken wings covered with honey.

I like things with strong and strong flavors.

Because only in that way could she taste the slightest taste.

Outside the door, Gu Qiao did not turn on the light. She was sitting on the sofa, her head hanging down...

The faint moonlight falls through the window...

In the darkness, the mobile phone in my pocket lit up blinkingly.

Gu Qiao took out his cell phone.

It was a WeChat message from Jiudu.

d: Children, go to bed early.

d:Good night.

d:See you tomorrow.

Gu Qiao threw his phone aside and sank into the sofa.

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In the early morning, Gu Qiao was woken up by a phone call.

"Sister Qiao, it's bad, something happened."

"Brother Feng..."

Gu Qiao rubbed his messy hair and sat up from the bed.

The caller was Wang Yihe, and his voice was full of anxiety.

"Where are you."

"Jiancheng Underground Racing Circuit."

Gu Qiao reached out to turn on the light and put on his clothes with one hand.

"Send me the location."

After Gu Qiao hung up the phone, he changed into clothes and took out his jacket, mask, and hat.

Then he took out a car key from the entrance drawer.

When she was preparing to return to Guicheng, someone had already prepared several cars for her.

She didn't have a domestic driver's license, and a driver was specially assigned to her.

But she has never used it.

Gu Qiao drove a sports car from the garage and left Bihaihuating.

"Hey, is that our resident's car? I've never seen it before."

In the security room, several people looked at the gorgeous sports car on the monitor.

One of the security guards took a look at the license plate.

"Yes. This car license has been filed."

"It seems to be the one in the innermost building."

The houses in Bihai Huating become more expensive the further in you go.

"That car is worth over 100 million, and most people can't afford it." A security guard tutted.

hini customized sports car, and it is also a limited edition customized model.

There are many luxury cars in Bihai Huating, and the people in the security room were just a little surprised.

I didn't feel reassured.

In the underground racing track, Wang Yihe pulled Si Ningfeng out of impulse and wanted to beat him up.

"Brother Feng, please wait first."

"Sister Qiao will be here soon. Don't be fooled by them."

Si Ningfeng's eyes turned cold.

"I told you to tell Sister Qiao."

Wang Yihe lowered his head and his scalp felt tight.

"Brother Feng, those are professional racing drivers."
To be continued...