Oh my god, is it possible that Misha's hand that holds a gun and "kills people and sells goods" is actually learning to cook? It's incredible.

No, I should say, it was simply terrifying.

Chu Qiao really couldn't imagine Misha standing in front of the stove cooking rice with a big spoon in hand.

After being shocked, Chu Qiao finally regained his composure, but his voice still trembled: "You... you learn to cook!" Before a certain day, Chu Qiao had never regarded Mi Sha as a woman.

Not only Chu Qiao, but also their brothers who had shed blood and sweat together, none of them could treat Mi Sha as an ordinary woman.[

Misha said nonchalantly: "What? I live alone, can't I learn to cook?"

In fact, Misha didn't know what happened at first. She saw the address of the training class on the Internet when she was bored, and her head burned, so she ran there.

Misha thought to herself that she would have to live alone in the future, and eating was a big deal.

But until she started learning, Misha had to admit that she was not good at cooking. In her opinion, cooking was much more difficult than killing people. Of course, she would never say this to Chu Qiao.

It's just that Misha didn't know what she said, but it happened to suit Chu Qiao's wishes. He was worried about how to ask her about her man, so Misha had better say it herself.

The expression on Chu Qiao's face softened instantly, and a faint smile appeared on his face: "So how did you learn?"

Misha said vaguely: "It's okay..."

The first time she cooked, she almost set the classroom on fire. Fortunately, she had money and compensated for all the losses, so she was not kicked out.

Although it caught fire a few times later, it was much better.

So far, Misha can make a plate of cooked food on her own without catching fire again.

"Is there anything else you want?"

"No more..." Chu Qiao shook his head. He really couldn't find any reason to delay any longer.

Chu Qiao really wanted to ask for the address of Mi Sha's new house, but he was not a fool. Naturally, he could see that Mi Sha had no intention of telling her, so there was no point in asking.

"Then I'll go first... I still have classes! Goodbye," Misha didn't give Chu Qiao time to speak anymore, picked up her bag, stood up and left.

"……good"

When all the Misha people had gone away, Chu Qiao looked slightly lonely and said "Okay".
Chapter completed!