[Quick Wear] Manual for Saving the Miserable Male Match

The little deer in my heart bumped around until it hit my head and bled. The red cloud on the face also tends to spread, not only because of the warm breath hitting the ear, but also because of the words "Teacher Qi".

There are many people in the entertainment industry who call themselves Teacher Qi. When this person comes out of his mouth, there is an indescribable and unclear feeling. Now I just feel that my heartbeat is getting faster and faster.

Qi Qingyu heard herself say hello.

Song Ci'an meant that the two of them couldn't finish six dishes. If they couldn't finish them after moving their chopsticks, it would be a waste, so he thought of serving three dishes to Xu Guang and Lin Yu, who were in fourth place.

Qi Qingyu also had this idea in mind, and after Song Ci'an made the proposal, he agreed without much thought.

Seeing Qi Qingyu agreed, Song Cian was about to sit up straight, but unexpectedly his arm was pulled.

Song Cian turned back to look at Qi Qingyu and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

"You go and see her off, I won't go." His voice was a little soft, he held Song Cian's arm and tilted his body in the direction of Song Cian, "I don't like Xu Guang."

This seems more like a coquettish sentence. Song Ci'an thought, this man was sincere. He said what he felt directly to himself without any attempt to hide it.

"Okay." Song Ci'an said.

[What are the young lovers secretly whispering next to each other? 】

[The hair is brushed together~]

[Qi Qingyu, you and others are not like this either! ! 】

[Wei Fan, my heart is dead, I want to burn paper if I have something to do. 】

Song Cian waved his hand and called the staff over, and told Qi Qingyu and his own thoughts. The staff nodded in agreement. After all, harmony and friendliness are the values ​​of this program, and the program team naturally supports it.

The dining table is originally a circle, and the first and fourth people are sitting next to it. Song Ci'an got the approval of the program team, and the staff also explained it to everyone.

With the help of the staff, there was no need for Song Cian and Qi Qingyu to carry it themselves. Every dish on the table was delicious, delicious, and the staff asked Song Sian and Qi Qingyu what dishes to serve to the fourth group.

Qi Qingyu shook his head and said that it was fine. Song Cian opened her mouth and said that except for this fried shrimp with lily, anything else would be fine.

Upon seeing this, the staff brought several other dishes to Xu Guang and Lin Yu.

Xu Guang and Lin Yu expressed their gratitude to them both. Seeing this, Zhou Xinyu and Zhang Ruo also gave one of their dishes to Wen Yan and Xu Jinsong, saying that it was four dishes that the two girls could not finish.

After some manipulation, each group has three dishes, which is pretty even. Everyone was talking and laughing at the dinner table, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.

[Program team: This is not the script! ! 】

[Woo woo woo, my brother and Yu Bao are doing well! ! 】

[Everyone is so loving to each other. I hope it will be the same people in the next issue. 】

[So, were Brother and Yu Bao discussing this matter when they posted together just now? It’s my thoughts that are yellow, and I reflect. 】

lily? Does Song Ci'an also like to eat lilies? Qi Qingyu was a little absent-minded. Of course, he would not be so sentimental as to think that Song Cian left this fried shrimp with lily just for himself.

He just glanced at Song Cian vaguely, talking and laughing perfunctorily.

The doubtful looks in the eyes of the people around him were so obvious that they couldn't be ignored at all. Song Cian turned around and said, "You like to eat lilies." He explained in just a few words without going into too much detail.

Qi Qingyu withdrew his gaze. With uncontrollable joy, "How do you know?" After asking, he looked at the camera with some guilt. The two people's voices were relatively soft, so they probably weren't recorded, right?

Qi Qingyu asked lightly, but couldn't hide the matter in his heart. Qi Qingyu thought about all the possibilities in his mind, even the possibility that Song Ci'an might be his fan or have a crush on him.

But in the end, he denied them all in his heart, waiting for Song Ci'an to explain.

"I noticed it." Song Cian explained.

"Oh." Qi Qingyu got the answer, picked up a chopstick and stuffed Lily into his mouth.

There was indeed lily in the dishes these two days. Maybe it was Song Ci'an who noticed that I had two extra chopsticks.

Qi Qingyu thought in her heart, did Song Cian observe everyone carefully? Does he know everyone's food preferences?

Thinking of this, Qi Qingyu felt a little astringent in her heart, as if she had eaten an unripe persimmon, her mouth was sour, and even her favorite lily tasted like wax.

Qi Qingyu's beautiful big eyes couldn't hide anything. From the joy and surprise at the beginning, the eyes seemed to be studded with little diamonds, and there was a joy that couldn't be hidden.

Then he seemed to think of something again, the corners of his eyes drooped, and he could see that he was obviously unhappy.

Seeing Qi Qingyu's changing expression, Song Cian certainly knew what he was thinking.

A lover who had been together for three lifetimes, even if they changed their shells, Song Ci'an knew all the familiar little movements, preferred foods, and slight emotional ups and downs.

Naturally, Song Cian didn't want to see his lover get involved in his random thoughts and make himself sad, but the camera in the distance kept recording all this for a second, and Song Cian didn't dare to do anything outrageous.

He raised his hand to pick up some lily shrimps, put it into Qi Qingyu's bowl, and said softly, "Don't think so wildly."

Qi Qingyu's head was empty, and he lowered his head to look at the dishes Song Ci'an put in the bowl. His expression remained unchanged, and he was thankful that he didn't show it.

But there seemed to be a hundred deer dancing in my heart, and my heart was trembling.

Song Ci'an's behavior showed that he was paying attention to him all the time.

It was over, Qi Qingyu felt as if a corner of his heart had collapsed. Qi Qingqing's words seemed to be replayed over and over again in her ears. Did she really like Song Ci'an?

Qi Qingyu thought while eating, if he likes Song Cian, does Song Cian like him? The answer is that he doesn't know.

Maybe Song Ci'an's concern for him is just out of the most basic concern among teammates, or maybe he is such a person who is good at caring for others.

In short, it seemed that she couldn't get along with liking him, so Qi Qingyu secretly competed with the food in his bowl.

[Okay, okay, the two of them are whispering again! 】

[Say brother, have you ever thought about the possibility that I can lip read? 】

【? ? ? Sister, you are my biological sister, please speak up and listen. 】

[emmm, let me roughly translate, it means that brother left the plate of fried shrimps with lilies, Yu Bao stared at brother, brother explained that Yu Bao likes to eat lilies, and Yu Bao asked brother how he knew. They lowered their heads behind them, so I couldn’t see them clearly. 】

[Okay, okay, Ciyupi is happy again./]

[I told you two, don’t go too far and secretly say anything behind our fans’ backs! 】

[You CP fans, don’t be too good at obscenity. Every sentence the two of them say to each other as teammates will be made up by you. 】

[Some people, please don’t touch my treasure. 】

The automatic dishwasher in the kitchen is naturally responsible for disposing the tableware after eating. The weather was sultry and hot at noon, and everyone went out to work in the morning. After dinner, we felt exhausted and everyone went back to their rooms for a lunch break.