Peerless Genius System

“Su Chanye, what's wrong with you? ”

At the other end of the phone, Su Glass raised Dai-mei and hummed softly. She heard Su Changye say a lot of things. It felt like she was talking about the movie scene. She was quite sure that Su Changye was a regular psychopath.

“No sister, brother-in-law is really a strange person, not as simple as it seems, he...”

“Beep, beep, beep.”

The conversation stopped because Su Li had hung up because of the blind tone of the phone.

“Oh, shit! ”

Su Chanye scolded him and almost didn't drop his phone to the ground.

“Daddy...”

Su Xiaobei next to him suddenly shouted happily.

Su Chanye turned around and his body couldn't help but tremble as Sholo stood behind him and looked at him indifferently.

He squeezed a smile on his face and asked: "Cold... sister... brother-in-law, when are you here? ”

“It's already here. ”

Sholo replied faintly, adding, "I heard everything you said to your sister. ”

“Tap ~”

Su Chanye's body trembled and his phone slipped off the ground. The whole person didn't feel well.

At this point, Sholo's phone rang, take a look, it was Sullis.

Picked it up...

“Sholo, where are you?” Sulu's voice is as cool as ever.

“and Xiaobei at the entrance of the Changbangkok playground. ”

“Well, I get it. Tell Su Chanye something for me. I'll make that joke later. Halve the allowance.” Sulu was relieved to be sure that Sholo had not been taken away by JC.

“Okay.”

Sholo nodded and said yes.

That was the end of the latter two calls, with no excess chills.

“My sister called?” Su Chanye asked in a tentative manner.

“Of course it's her. ”

Sholobal glanced at this guy and said nothing, he really wanted to let him fly for free.

“What did she say? ”

“She said if you make that joke again, the allowance won't go away and you'll die for yourself.” Sholo deliberately said something a little more serious.

“No, I'm afraid I won't starve to death in three days without my sister paying me. Brother-in-law, I was wrong. I shouldn't have told her about you. ”

Su Chanye knelt directly on his knees and hugged Sholo's thighs, completely disregarding the image of a man playing tricks.

“Let go. ”

Sholo frowned, acting like this at the entrance to the playground, attracting the eyes of the people around him. Su Chanye had no face or skin. He still had an old face.

“I will not die unless you forgive me and intercede with my sister for me.” Su Chanye hugged Sholo's thighs tightly and cried like a woman. Snotlout came and rubbed off without rubbing against Sholo's pants on the edge.

Seeing this scene, Sholo couldn't stand it. He flew away with one foot.

The guy flew out with a groan as if he enjoyed it so much that Sholo couldn't help but beat a chill, picked up Su Xiaobei and turned around and walked into the playground.

……

……

Su Xiaobei was still young and was four years old, but even her third birthday was still a month away, so many of the playground projects could not be played.

Sholo took her on a carousel, a small train across the tunnel, a bumper car, and finally a tall horse. The little girl was so happy that she forgot what had happened at the Nebula Sword Hall. She was in the playground and sounded her laughter from time to time.

All day long, back in Starling Moon Bay, the little girl fell asleep in Sholo's arms, Su Chanye went back to Silver Dragon Mountain. Of course, he could go back. Sholo promised to help him go to Wolf Mountain to win the Bentley car after four days. Otherwise, he was definitely a dead beggar, sticking to Sholo like a rubber sugar.

Upon entering the door, Sulu sat on the sofa reading a book, and the LCD TV in the lobby was on.

The woman wore a white women's shirt, flipped over a printed collar, a short black dress, white stockings wrapped around her long, found Su Xiaobei lying asleep in Sholo's arms, she put down her book to greet her, hugged Su Xiaobei to the past, and the little girl shouted ‘Mom’ and continued to fall asleep sweetly in Su's arms.

Sholo didn't say a word and turned around and left.

“Wait, I have something to ask of you. ”

Su Rui shouted at him and then quickly took Su Xiaobei upstairs to the bedroom, carefully placed on the queen bed.

Can I help you?

Sholo felt the sun coming out west, it was a new thing.

Soon after, Sulu came down the stairs, took a hundred bucks in his hand, and walked up to Sholo and handed them out.

“What do you mean?” Sholo suddenly remembered a clip on the internet that said 'don't give me a hundred bucks’ and was puzzled.

“Help me get a Yangzhou fried rice down there. ”

Sulu's divine colour is a little unnatural. Let Sholo bring a piece of fried rice. This is a bit embarrassing.

“You haven't eaten yet?” Sholo asked.

Seems to be in response to his words, Su Glass's stomach ‘cuckoo’ screamed several times.

Her face was so embarrassed, she calmed down and explained: “Aunt Li took the day off, I was too busy, I forgot about it for a moment. ”

“Oh.”

Sholo nodded suddenly, he didn't ask anything else. If there was no way, Su Li would definitely not ask him to help. Of course, Su Li would never cook, otherwise she wouldn't be hungry to wait until now.

"Do you still have ingredients in the kitchen fridge? ”

“I don't know, Aunt Lee is in charge of everything in the kitchen.” Sulu Dao.

Sholo was a little speechless.

He walked into the kitchen, looked at the refrigerator, still quite a few dishes, tomatoes, cabbage, potatoes, garlic… etc., and took some out of it and started washing it in the sink.

“What do you do?” Glass frowned.

“Cooking.” Sholo was busy living the road.

Su Li was stunned, and then half-written and doubtful: “Are you sure? ”

She doesn't think Sholo can make any good dishes.

“You just have to wait another half hour.” Sholoh didn't lift his head. Sulu bought him a wardrobe and made her two dishes.

Su Rui thought about it, this guy can't cook worse than stir-fried rice, let him work in the kitchen, and she sat down before walking back to the couch, picked up the book and read it.

But she could no longer calm herself. From time to time, she peeked at Sholo. Men were serious about washing vegetables, cutting vegetables, cooking meals, very skilled, very old-fashioned, making her look good and obsessed. At this time, people were better than books.

“If this guy is good at cooking, that's good, at least he's got a little something to offer.” She was so happy in her heart.

And she looked at the book's current page, and the last sentence seemed like an admonition to her: learn to appreciate your man and find the other side of him.