Fast Transmute Female Supporting Role: Male Lead Strategy Manual

Bei Qiu was waiting on the sofa, and Zhang Yanghong also ordered him to go to the kitchen to make the so-called supper.

When Zhang Yanghong walked up to Bei Qiu with a plate.

A strange smell made Bei Qiu frowned suddenly and covered his nose.

Zhang Yanghong unceremoniously threw the plate on the table, stood aside, looked at Bei Qiu coldly, and said, "Eat."

The corners of Bei Qiu's mouth twitched, in front of her was a sticky, dark, pungent food, asking her to eat it? Is this a joke? "Little servant, is this the supper you made, or the poison you made?"

"Aren't you hungry?" Zhang Yanghong took it for granted, "If you're hungry, everything is delicious."

Bei Qiu raised her eyebrows slightly, and stood up: "It seems that the little male servant is not qualified enough. I will help you enroll in a food class tomorrow. After studying hard, come and be my little male servant."

She patted Zhang Yanghong on the shoulder, and walked upstairs, stretching while walking: "Hey, I'm really tired, I'm so sleepy, little servant, clean up the kitchen, and you will be allowed to sleep after cleaning up."

When she was in college, she was lucky enough to taste the dishes made by Zhang Yanghong himself at Daozhang's family. Although they were not very delicious, they couldn't make them like this. How about playing with her? ask for contempt.

the next day.

Bei Qiu got up and went downstairs, the whole restaurant was empty.

Zhang Yanghong hasn't gotten up yet?

She rushed upstairs and kicked Zhang Yanghong's bedroom away. Zhang Yanghong was lying sprawled on the bed in his shorts, his fair skin exposed to the air. Turn on the air conditioner to 30 degrees, sleep in the dark, and the clothes I took off were thrown everywhere on the ground.

The loud sound of kicking the door did not wake Zhang Yanghong from his dream.

"Zhang Yanghong!" Bei Qiu roared.

Zhang Yanghong trembled slightly, grabbed the pillow and covered his head, trying to block Bei Qiu's voice.

Bei Qiu strode forward, grabbed the pillow and threw it aside, pinched Zhang Yanghong's ear, and shouted at him again: "Zhang Yanghong! Don't get up yet!"

Zhang Yanghong was terrified by the shout, and immediately opened his eyes, Bei Qiu's face so close at hand startled him, he jumped up almost subconsciously, and jumped to the edge of the bed.

"Xiang Beiqiu, what are you doing!" He realized that he was not wearing any clothes, and grabbed the quilt next to him to cover himself.

Bei Qiu chuckled, glanced at Zhang Yanghong up and down, and said sarcastically, "What are you covering up? I haven't seen anything on your body? Zhang Yanghong, do you know what you do? There are male servants who are more expensive than the master. Is it late? Hurry up and make breakfast for me!"

Zhang Yanghong was so angry that his veins burst out, "You!" He took a deep breath for a while before suppressing the mentality of wanting to run away.

Pulling off the quilt, she started changing clothes in front of Bei Qiu.

Breakfast was just as appalling.

The toasted bread burnt the bread and tasted bitter.

The hot milk almost boiled the pot dry.

Fried eggs, when the eggs hit the oil, the hot oil suddenly splashed, and he screamed when it was so hot. In the end, the eggs were completely fried, and the blackness was horrible.

After a good breakfast was finished, Zhang Yanghong, who had already tidied up his clothes, was horrified again. Sitting at the other end of the dining table, he took a bite of a piece of bread angrily, threw it on the table and refused to eat it.

Facing Zhang Yanghong like this, Bei Qiu seemed very calm and calm, and finished everything he made quietly and gracefully.

"Clean up well." Bei Qiu wiped her mouth and ordered unceremoniously.

After speaking, I went upstairs.

Zhang Yanghong's face darkened, he really regarded him as a servant!

But thinking of the current situation of Zhang's family, he could only take a breath, and started to tidy up rather helplessly. Just after tidying up the kitchen, there was a knock on the door.

He just opened the door, and everyone inside and outside the door was stunned. The person who came was Sanya, holding a lot of documents in his hand. Looking at Zhang Yanghong, he was stunned and blurted out: "You, why are you here? ?”

Zhang Yanghong was quite upset, frowned and said, "Why can't I be here, why are you here?"

Sangya subconsciously looked around and realized that she had come to the right place, so she said, "Let's go." She pushed Zhang Yanghong away and walked in.

"You!" Zhang Yanghong was so angry that his lungs almost exploded, Xiang Beiqiu was arrogant and unreasonable, why did this Sanya look arrogant in front of him? ! "Stop for me."

Zhang Yanghong reached out to grab Sangya, but Sangya couldn't stand still, and all the documents and people fell to the ground.

Bei Qiu heard the movement and saw the messy scene, and frowned: "What are you doing? Fighting in my house?"

Sanya quickly stood up and respectfully said, "Sister Qiu."

"Zhang Yanghong, please don't make trouble at my house. This is the first time, and I hope it will be the last time. Sanya, bring the information." face.

Sanya immediately packed up and ran upstairs.

Standing downstairs, Zhang Yanghong kicked the sofa hard twice, his whole body tensed up with anger, "Xiang Beiqiu, don't fall into my hands one day!"

Bei Qiu moved all the company's affairs to her home, and when she had nothing to do, she would instruct Zhang Yanghong to clean here, wipe there, and toss Zhang Yanghong inside and out of the entire villa.

Zhang Yanghong didn't rest for a moment, he was panting from exhaustion.

At night, he received a call from Zhang's mother, and he was a little relieved when he learned that Xiang Beiqiu had abided by the agreement and did not attack Zhang's family again.

Going to sleep.

Bei Qiu kicked Zhang Yanghong's door open.

Zhang Yanghong woke up in shock and said angrily, "Xiang Beiqiu, what are you doing again? Do you know what time it is now!"

"It's twelve o'clock, what's the matter?" Bei Qiu folded her arms around her chest and glanced at Zhang Yanghong, who was neatly dressed. With her, Zhang Yanghong had to wear tight clothes even when he was sleeping. "It's the beginning of nightlife." When it’s time, little manservant, drive me to the bar.”

"Bar?!" Zhang Yanghong was stunned. Didn't she always hate that kind of place? He used to hang out with friends in the bar, and she stopped him many times. In less than two years, she would take the initiative to bar?

Bei Qiu snapped her fingers and said, "Hurry up, don't make me wait too long."

Zhang Yanghong came back to his senses immediately, and was furious: "You can't drive by yourself?! Want to go by yourself!"

"Little servant, have you forgotten our agreement?" Bei Qiu raised her eyebrows and said threateningly.

Zhang Yanghong clenched his teeth, his chest heaved violently, and his breathing became heavy: "I! Got it!"

"I'll see you at the door in half an hour." Bei Qiu smiled at him and closed the door behind him.

Zhang Yanghong picked up the pillow and slammed the door hard. Xiang Beiqiu is really his evil star!

Not long to wait at the door.

Bei Qiu came out.

Wearing a **** short skirt, the skirt barely wraps around her body, outlining her exquisite curves, big V-shaped chest, soft and seems to pop out with her walking, delicate makeup, hair scattered on her shoulders, completely Can't see the appearance of a strong woman on weekdays, just like a nightclub goblin.

Zhang Yanghong frowned in displeasure. He couldn't tell what was wrong, but he felt a little uncomfortable.

"Dressed like this, why do you want to go out?" Zhang Yanghong frowned.