Too Much to Chase His Wife: The Movie Emperor Wants to Hug

"You..." Looking at Hu Jieming's appearance, Zhao Lingxi took out two pieces of paper and handed them to him again, "You don't have a cold, do you? I'll go get you some cold medicine."

"What's wrong? Why are you looking for medicine? Who's sick"?
When Cheng Huaiqing came out with a tray, he just heard Zhao Lingxi say that he wanted to find medicine for Hu Jieming, and his eyes were full of smiles: "Jieming, are you sick? Why are you so weak? This is not possible"!
While speaking, he walked towards the dining table with the tray in his hand.

Hearing Cheng Huaiqing's mocking voice, Hu Jieming gritted his teeth, but soon a smile flashed on his face: "You think too much, isn't it because your family Ling Xi cares too much about me? But it's just A few fans just missed me and sneezed."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Cheng Huaiqing proudly.

Zhao Lingxi rubbed his brows, these two big men really never forget to compete.

Cheng Huaiqing listened to Hu Jieming's words, and the smile on his face remained undiminished: "Just tell me when you are sick, and no one will laugh at you."

After finishing speaking, he waved to the two people sitting on the sofa: "Come and taste the craftsmanship of your idol, eat the things I made, and guarantee that you will be cured of all diseases after the medicine is cured."

Hu Jieming used Cheng Huaiqing's malicious voice, and then looked at the smile on his face. Although he smiled very brightly, Hu Jieming felt a sense of trepidation in his heart.

He glanced at the things on the dining table, but Cheng Huaiqing covered everything he made with a black lid.

"Shall we go to eat?" Zhao Lingxi was also very curious about what Cheng Huaiqing had done, and why he was so mysterious, and looked at Hu Jieming, who had been looking around but never moved, and said something.

"Um, okay, okay..."

Hearing Zhao Lingxi's voice, Hu Jieming withdrew his gaze, answered, stood up, and walked towards the dining table.

Looking at the smile on Cheng Huaiqing's face that never disappeared, the closer he got to the dining table, the more panic he felt in his heart.

Cheng Huaiqing pulled Zhao Lingxi down and sat down, looked at Hu Jieming standing by the table, looked at the things he made on the table with tangled eyes, and said with a smile: "Sit down quickly, come and try your idol cooking personally, for you Thank you for doing."

Hu Jieming looked at the smile on Cheng Huaiqing's face, but felt that his "cooking by himself" just now meant "poisoning himself", so at Cheng Huaiqing's request and Zhao Lingxi's gaze, he sat down hesitantly.

He felt as if there were needles on the stool, and he always felt that there was no good feast tonight.

Seeing Hu Jieming sit down, he turned around and went to the wine cabinet to take a bottle of red wine that had been preserved for a long time, put it on the table, and then sat down beside Zhao Lingxi, shaking the bottle in his hand: "How is it? The treatment is not bad, right?"
After all, half a glass of red wine was poured in front of everyone.

"What are you doing?" Zhao Lingxi looked at the things on the table curiously, pointed and asked.

Hu Jieming listened to Zhao Lingxi's question, and looked at Cheng Huaiqing.

Receiving the gazes from the two, Cheng Huaiqing put down the wine bottle in his hand, and a mysterious smile flashed across his face: "Why are you in a hurry, the best things are of course to be saved for the last, this is what I specially do for Jie The thank you gift I prepared tomorrow."

When he was talking, he glanced at Hu Jieming, "Don't worry, the thank you gift I prepared for you will definitely be unforgettable for your life."

After finishing speaking, he no longer gave them a chance to ask questions, picked up the wine glass in front of him, raised it to the height of his nose, and said, "It's been a long time since the few of us got together. Today, let's take this opportunity to have a toast."

Said, handed out the cup.

Hu Jieming didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in Cheng Huaiqing's gourd, so he had no choice but to hand over the cup.

Zhao Lingxi glanced at Cheng Huaiqing beside him, then at Hu Jieming who was sitting across from him, lightly touched the cups in their hands, and said frankly: "Didn't we just have dinner together a few nights ago?" ?
After Zhao Lingxi's voice fell, everyone took back their cups and took a sip before Cheng Huaiqing said: "Oh, that time, that time was the dog food we invited Jie Ming to eat, how could it be different from today's meaning? the same?"
As he spoke, he glanced at Hu Jieming, and asked with a smile, "You think so? Jieming"?
Hu Jieming twitched when he heard the word "dog food" in Cheng Huaiqing's mouth. He just said it casually last time, but he didn't expect this guy to remember it for so long.

Smiling awkwardly, he picked up the wine glass in front of him, and took another sip of the wine, as a tacit consent to Cheng Huaiqing's words.

Glancing at Hu Jieming, Cheng Huaiqing put his big hand on the lid of the pot, and lifted the lid under the expectant eyes of the two.

There was a large plate under the lid of the pot, and there were four black, unrecognizable things in the plate.

As soon as the lid of the pot was lifted, a burnt smell immediately spread over the noodles.

Zhao Lingxi frowned and looked at Cheng Huaiqing's masterpiece, and asked, "Huaiqing, what you did is..."

It's not that she didn't want to give Cheng Huaiqing face, it's that she looked at it for a long time, but she didn't see what was on the plate.

Cheng Huaiqing looked at Zhao Lingxi with puzzled eyes, and the smile on his face froze for a moment. Could it be that he did so badly?
However, he patiently explained to Zhao Lingxi: "You know, I don't know how to cook, so today I will simply make some fried eggs for Jie Ming to express my gratitude."

As soon as he heard the word "fried eggs", Hu Jieming automatically ignored the other information in Cheng Huaiqing's words, suddenly laughed non-stop, covered his stomach with one hand, pointed at Cheng Huaiqing with the other and sneered fiercely: "Oh, what's in that pot of yours? It turned out to be fried eggs! I thought it was muddy! Hahaha..."

Hu Jieming laughed more and more exaggeratedly, and finally burst into tears. He finally had an opportunity for Cheng Huaiqing to make a fool of himself, so he had to hurry up and let Cheng Huaiqing eat well, and he came to relieve him for so many years, no matter what?Unreconciled that even hard work can't hold a candle to it.

Cheng Huaiqing listened to Hu Jieming's laughter, the smile on his face didn't diminish, he just sat aside and watched Hu Jieming laughing up and down.

Zhao Lingxi looked at Cheng Huaiqing, who was always smiling, and then at Hu Jieming, who was smiling without image, and felt a little worried for Hu Jieming.

After a while, when Hu Jieming couldn't move his smile anymore, he just held his stomach and kept a stiff smile on his face.

Only then did Cheng Huaiqing say, "Well, it's eggs."

As he said that, he glanced at Hu Jieming, who still had tears of laughter hanging from the corner of his eyes, and said, "Although it's a mess, I hope you don't waste food and eat it for your face. After all, I made this specially for you." Ah! Thank you for saving Ling Xi just now when I was not around."

After Hu Jieming listened to Cheng Huaiqing's words, his brain realized that just before eating, Cheng Huaiqing kept saying that the things on the table were prepared for him.

It's just that he just laughed at Cheng Huaiqing's craftsmanship so much that he forgot about it.

Looking at Cheng Huaiqing's malicious smile on the opposite side, Hu Jieming only felt that he laughed too much just now, and his skin hurt a little.

He lowered his head and glanced at the four black things on the plate, and said awkwardly: "Huaiqing, you don't have to be so polite, you should eat by yourself, you have worked hard for such a long time."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and pushed the plate on the table towards Cheng Huaiqing.

Looking at the things the two people were pushing back and forth in front of her, Zhao Lingxi couldn't help swallowing. It seemed that she was going to cook again later.

"Then how can it work?" Cheng Huaiqing pushed the dark "fried egg" in front of Hu Jieming again: "Didn't you just keep saying that you helped me a lot today, so let me thank you?"
Saying that, he glanced at Hu Jieming: "Now, I personally cook for you, and brought you the red wine that I have treasured for so many years, don't you think this thank you gift is too thin?"
When he was speaking, his eyes kept staring at Hu Jieming. Even Hu Jieming, who had experienced countless wind and rain, trembled unconsciously under his gaze.

The smile on his face froze instantly, seeing Cheng Huaiqing's serious expression, Hu Jieming swallowed, stood up quickly, fled from the dining table, grabbed his clothes and ran away.

When I got to the door, I yelled loudly: "Ling Xi, I suddenly remembered that the company still has some things to deal with, so I'm going back first!"

Then there was the sound of the door opening and closing, and Hu Jieming's figure disappeared from the eyes of the two of them, scared away by Cheng Huaiqing's burnt eggs.

Zhao Lingxi looked at the closed door, and it took him a while to come back to his senses. He sighed a long time, looked at Cheng Huaiqing helplessly and said, "Why are you doing this?"

In Zhao Lingxi's view, Cheng Huaiqing's joke was a bit too much, but when Cheng Huaiqing heard this, his heart was full of displeasure, and a trace of displeasure appeared on his face.

Looking at Zhao Lingxi, he said lightly: "Didn't he say it? The company has something to do, I was just joking with him, who knows why he can't help being funny."

After listening to Cheng Huaiqing's words, Zhao Lingxi looked at the only plate of charred "fried eggs" on the empty table, and stood up speechlessly.

"What's wrong"?
Cheng Huaiqing watched Zhao Lingxi's movements, reached out and tugged at her little hand, and asked.

Zhao Lingxi glanced at the "fried eggs" on the table, and said angrily: "You don't plan to eat this for the two of us at night, do you?"
Hearing Zhao Lingxi's words, Cheng Huaiqing returned his eyes to the table, and an embarrassed smile flashed across his face: "I didn't mean to..."

Originally, he wanted to fry an egg, burn it a little bit, add a little more salt, to fix Hu Jieming, but, unexpectedly, after trying four times and spending so much effort, all of them failed...

He didn't expect Hu Jieming to eat scorched food at first, but when he heard Hu Jieming and Zhao Lingxi laughing so happily outside, while he was busy in the kitchen alone, Cheng Huaiqing's heart was hardened, and as he gritted his teeth, he suddenly felt that this scorched food If the eggs don't get into Hu Jieming's stomach, he will feel very sorry for the few minutes he has been busy...

Letting go of Zhao Lingxi's hand, thinking about the smoky kitchen he made, he said with some confidence: "Otherwise, let's go out to eat..."