Although Qiao Simu looked calm and calm, his preparations for the final were unambiguous.
In order for her to get more adequate rest, Fu Zhuochen deliberately learned to stew some nutritious soup for her.
But... this soup was a bit more difficult than he expected. The taste was not bad, but it still felt like something was strange.
There happened to be a lot of stray dogs nearby, so Fu Zhuochen simply gave them all the soup and soup ingredients to drink.
Qiao Simu came back from the laboratory another day. When he returned downstairs, he happened to meet Fu Zhuochen who had also just arrived downstairs.
Qiao Simu was about to say hello to him, but there was a group of... dogs that were faster than her.
Qiao Simu looked at the group of stray dogs surrounding Fu Zhuochen, and couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth. He slowly approached and said jokingly: "I didn't expect you, Mr. Fu, to be quite popular with these puppies."
Naturally, Fu Zhuochen would not say that these were the consequences of not cooking the nutritious soup properly.
He touched his nose awkwardly and said innocently: "Maybe you think I'm a nice person, so..."
His soup was very successful today!! Don’t let these dogs miss his soup anymore!!
Qiao Simu smiled without thinking further, "Then do you want to take them home with you?"
Fu Zhuochen's expression changed immediately when he heard this, "Of course not. If you take them all home, why don't you demolish your home?!"
Fu Zhuochen quickly called the security guards to help drive away these stray dogs.
Smelling the dog smell on his body, Fu Zhuochen wanted to rub himself a thousand times.
As soon as the two entered the elevator, a voice sounded outside: "Please wait a moment!"
Qiao Simu quickly pressed the button to open the door.
"Thank you, thank you." The tenant who came in a hurry thanked her.
But as soon as I finished saying thank you, as soon as I stepped into the elevator, I paused, and my eyebrows and nose wrinkled together.
Why is there such a strong dog smell?
Seeing that she didn't come in, Qiao Simu asked her politely: "Do you want to come in again?"
The tenant backed out and said awkwardly: "I'm really sorry. I just suddenly remembered that I still have some things I haven't bought. I have to go to the supermarket to buy some more. Thank you."
After saying this, the tenant left completely.
After the elevator door closed, Fu Zhuochen said quietly: "It's just the things she is carrying. If she sells them again, I'm afraid she will have to learn how to use her head to hold things up in Africa."
Qiao Simu wanted to laugh but was embarrassed to laugh out loud.
Seeing Qiao Simu trying hard to hold back his laughter, Fu Zhuochen asked: "Is it really smelly?"
Qiao Simu nodded and shook his head quickly.
Fu Zhuochen: "???"
"Little by little, little by little." In order to protect his self-esteem, Qiao Simu gestured with his fingers.
Fu Zhuochen's heart, which was about to be broken, was finally stabilized and could barely hold on.
After entering the house, Fu Zhuochen couldn't wait to take a shower. Qiao Simu immediately said: "You go to the bathroom outside to wash briefly, and I will get you some clothes."
Fu Zhuochen: "…………"
"Snapped!"
heartbroken.
After staying in the bathroom for almost half an hour, with his skin almost scratched, Fu Zhuochen came out of the bathroom.
As I walked outside, I smelled my own scent.
It shouldn’t smell like those stray dogs anymore, right?
"Mu Mu, help me..." Fu Zhuochen was about to ask Qiao Simu to help him smell if there was any stray smell on her body, but he saw that she had fallen asleep on the sofa.
Fu Zhuochen stepped forward and patted her arm gently, "Mumu, wake up, wake up, get up and eat something before going to sleep."
"Well..." Qiao Simu slowly opened his sleepy eyes, "Why did I fall asleep on the sofa?"
"Come, eat something first. I'll make some soup for you. You can try it." Fu Zhuochen held Qiao Simu's hand and gently pulled her up.
The moment his big hand wrapped around her little hand, Fu Zhuochen's eyebrows wrinkled slightly.
"Why are your hands so cold? Are they too cold?" Fu Zhuochen asked.
"No, I don't feel cold." Qiao Simu blinked and said.
Fu Zhuochen did not continue to ask. He took her hand to the dining table and gave her a bowl of the soup that had been cooked. "Here, have a taste."
The aroma of the soup wafted into her nostrils, which immediately increased her appetite.
He picked up the spoon and took a sip, his eyes lit up, "It tastes good! You just said you cooked it, is that true?"
"Of course it's true. How could I lie to you?" Fu Zhuochen said.
"But, how can you endure it? Besides, don't you have to go to work?" Qiao Simu asked.
"I'm so smart, how can it be difficult for me to make soup? Moreover, I only need to find a time to come back and process the ingredients, then put them in the pot and add some water. Isn't that enough? How simple.
"Fu Zhuochen said calmly.
Qiao Simu took a few more sips and asked him while drinking: "But didn't I hear that you have to adjust the heat when making soup?"
"Our home can control the heat remotely, have you forgotten?" Fu Zhuochen asked.
Qiao Simu blinked, "So it still has this function?"
She rarely lived here before, but later moved in. Zhang Ma would cook delicious food for her as long as she was not particularly busy. If she was alone, she would either order takeout or cook something casually, but she had never used this.
Function.
Seeing Qiao Simu's cute look, Fu Zhuochen rubbed her head in confusion.
"You drink the soup first, and I'll make you something else to eat." Fu Zhuochen said.
Qiao Simu's eyes lit up again, "Mr. Fu, how many surprises do you have that I don't know about?"
Fu Zhuochen curved his lips and smiled, "Waiting for Madam to slowly discover the surprises in all aspects."
At the end of the sentence, Fu Zhuochen glanced in the direction of the bedroom intentionally or unintentionally.
Qiao Simu immediately lowered his head and pretended not to understand what Fu Zhuochen meant.
But her ears turned red unsatisfactorily, revealing everything she was thinking in her heart.
Seeing how Qiao Simu likes soup tonight, Fu Zhuochen will be even more energetic next time.
Probably the soup had taken effect. Fu Zhuochen touched Qiao Simu's hands and feet when he went to bed at night. They were not as cold as before and were finally warmer, but compared with his, they were still cold.
It seems that I still need to continue to take good care of myself in the future.
After the first round of the finals, Qiao Simu immediately applied for permission to re-apply for her own research results. If she needed to call some detailed data, she had to obtain her consent.
But the boundaries of this kind of thing have always been blurred. The power behind Qiao Simu is very powerful, but the power behind Gu Yaran is not bad either. GRS dared to use it before because it had a certain confidence.
Therefore, Qiao Simu was prepared for the possibility of failure when applying.