After falling into the trap, he can't escape

It took less than 3 minutes to bring it to the dining table, and Qu Zonghe came down from the second floor in a suit and leather shoes.

The man's hair was combed back meticulously, revealing a smooth forehead and sharp eyebrows, a high nose bridge and light-colored thin lips, making him look a bit unapproachable.

The high-end custom-made black suit trimmed the perfect waist, and a pair of strong and long legs were wrapped under the trousers, and they were walking down the steps without haste.

Then sat gracefully at the dining table.

Bai Ke stood in the corner, took a few sneaky glances and then lowered his head to look at his toes.

He was a little nervous, wondering if he would like it, this was the second person to eat the dishes he cooked, the first being brother Yan Yi.

"Crack!" The sound of chopsticks hitting the table informed Bai Ke of the result.

"Uncle Xu, where's the chef?" The man's tone was neither salty nor dull, and his calm eyes made it impossible to see what he was thinking.

But Bai Ke knew that he was angry.

Uncle Xu hurriedly stepped forward: "Master, the chef is gone, is there any problem with today's meal?"

"Resign." Qu Zonghe dropped a sentence, got up and left.

Bai Ke stepped forward, looked at the man's back and opened his mouth.

Xu Bo signaled him not to speak with his eyes.

After the people left, Uncle Xu looked at Bai Ke and sighed: "Xiao Ke, you have also seen that, the young master is very picky eater, you don't have to do these things in the future, just do things with me."

Bai Ke stood there at a loss, his eyes filled with confusion.

Why is he angry?Mingming brother Yanyi said that he likes to eat these, and he has already done so.

Could it be that he is too stupid to do well?

Bai Ke lowered his head in frustration, and the dull hair on his head drooped down.

Seeing him, Uncle Xu couldn't bear it: "Don't be discouraged, next time you watch the chef in the kitchen and learn how to do it for a while."

"Uncle Xu, don't you blame me?" Bai Ke raised his head, eyes filled with water.

Xu Bo inexplicably thought of the Pomeranian raised by his grandson, who had this pitiful expression when he did something wrong.

"I blame you for what you are doing. I didn't explain it clearly to you. The young master has been picky eaters since he was a child. He is usually not used to eating meals. You can learn from the chef and you will know."

Bai Ke was cautious, looking at Uncle Xu with a trace of hope in his eyes: "Can I learn it?"

He is so stupid, it took him a long time to learn a few dishes.

"Of course, I never lie to children." Uncle Xu assured, patting his chest.

Bai Ke's mood turned cloudy, and she smiled shyly, revealing her cute canine teeth.

In the evening, when the chef was cooking, Bai Ke was next to him, watching the chef's movements intently, for fear of missing any detail.

When the time came, Qu Zonghe came back on time, Bai Ke trotted forward to help him get his clothes, imitating Xu Bo's words: "The young master is back."

The tone is sweet and waxy, as if there is sugar in the mouth.

Qu Zonghe felt so tired that he panicked, took off his clothes and threw them over, and went straight to the second floor.

Bai Ke lowered her eyebrows and was pleasing to the eye, and respectfully held the clothes that still had the young master's body temperature and walked to a special room. He heard from Uncle Xu that the young master's clothes would be washed once they were worn.

It was only then that Bai Ke remembered that he only had one set of clothes. If he washed them, he would have nothing to wear. He had to ask Uncle Xu for leave tomorrow to go shopping for clothes.

In less than 10 minutes, Qu Zonghe finished washing.

The young master in home clothes is scary when he is not wearing a suit, but he is as good-looking as the person in the painting when he is eating.

Bai Ke couldn't help but sneak a few more glances.

After eating, Qu Zonghe sat on the sofa and read the newspaper, pinching the edge of the newspaper with his slender and strong fingers, as if pinching Bai Ke's throat.

He came to take care of the young master. Since he couldn't cook the young master's meals, he had to do other things, and he couldn't do nothing.

However, he can do nothing but clean up.

After dawdling for a long time, he finally moved in front of the young master, but he still couldn't open his mouth.

Qu Zonghe looked at the newspaper seriously when he didn't exist.

After thinking about it for 3 minutes, Bai Ke finally plucked up the courage to say: "Master, can I come into your room to clean in the future? I won't touch things, just sweep and mop the floor."

After finishing speaking, he tightly clenched the corner of his clothes.

"No need." Qu Zonghe's eyes were still on the newspaper.

Bai Ke thought he was stupid, so he hurriedly said, "I didn't do this morning's meal on purpose. I won't be so stupid when sweeping the floor. I will clean it properly."

After listening to his words, the man finally turned his eyes from the newspaper to him, but the frost in his eyes was chilling.

"You made breakfast today."

Looking into his eyes, Bai Ke was like a rabbit falling into the leopard's territory, her eyes were red with fear, and her legs were trembling.

"I'm sorry..."

Seeing this lovely and pitiful face, Qu Zonghe only felt more irritable.

"Don't have a second time, clear your position."

But a servant unexpectedly wanted to use this method to attract his attention.

Bai Ke shook his head: "No, no, no."

Qu Zonghe withdrew his gaze and continued to read the newspaper expressionlessly.

Seeing his seriousness, Bai Ke asked cautiously again: "Tomorrow's hygiene?"

Qu Zonghe threw the newspaper on the coffee table, stared coldly at the man who was pushing his feet, and felt extremely disgusted in his heart: "Since you like cleaning, then clean the whole villa."