The strongest way to be narcissistic

After today's scene was filmed, Qiao Zhixi and others sat in a nanny's car and finally arrived at the villa on the mountainside outside the city after spending three hours.

Qiao Peicheng just came back from a walk outside, and met them outside the gate. Qiao Zhixi, who got out of the car, saw his brother's height and figure with a sense of security, and immediately rushed over to hug his waist, and fell into his arms inside.

"Honey, I was really exhausted today, and I was scolded by French. It was hard to satisfy him."

With such a delicate tone, those who didn't know thought they were sweethearts.

Qiao Zhixi is not only like this to Qiao Peicheng, but also to his other younger brother, Qiao Peishen. He can completely ignore the other party's coldness, and occasionally treats Qiao Peicheng's soft face, rushing up to him with all kinds of bear hugs.

Every time like this, Qiao Peishen would pull her away indifferently, come up with various cases, and reasonably suspect that Qiao Zhixi had a tendency to violate Chang Lun, and Qiao Zhixi was so angry that she wanted to beat him hard every time.

Fortunately, they are still twins.

They are both younger brothers, compared to the two, Qiao Peisheng is more obedient and sensible, and can play wildly with her, but Qiao Peishen's appearance will only be a disappointment.

Qiao Peicheng took it for granted, and held Qiao Zhixi's waist to make her stand up obediently. "Stand still."

If you are usually at home, your own family members are not surprised, but now there are outsiders, maybe you will guess whether they have some relationship that cannot be tolerated by the world.

Is anyone else misunderstanding?Song Ange didn't know, anyway, he now had no doubts about the relationship between Qiao Peisheng and Qiao Zhixi.

He already has girlfriends, and he was so courteous to his sister Tong before, he is such a scumbag, he must not be allowed to have any contact with sister Tong in the future.

Qiao Peicheng, who was labeled as a scumbag by Song Ange, asked Qiao Zhixi to go into the house to lie down on the corpse, and then turned to look at Song Ange who was stunned in place.

Song Ange shaved his head with an electric clipper because he couldn't stand the sweltering heat. Now his head looks burly, which makes people want to go up and play it a few times. It's fun.

"Is it okay if the assistant can do it?" Qiao Peisheng asked Song Ange.

Everyone else followed Qiao Zhixi into the house, and now they were the only ones standing at the door.

He got good results from Xiong Tianlong, he remained in a happy state, and his attitude towards Song Ange was much softer than before.

At this time, the sun was setting, and the sunset was dyeing half of the sky red. From Song Ange's perspective, the sky was purple-pink. Qiao Peisheng was standing not far from him, with the setting sun behind his back. His tall body almost enveloped Song Ange in his shadow. .

There was a little smile on Qiao Peicheng's mouth, because of the ambient light, his eyebrows and eyes looked too gentle and affectionate when looking at people.

Song Ange suffered from being uneducated, poor in words, and couldn't find any profound sentences or words to describe what he saw in front of him.It can only be said that as a boy, Qiao Peicheng's strange appearance at this moment made him feel pleasing to the eye, and even made his heart stop for a moment when he witnessed this scene.

Looking away unnaturally, Song Ange responded with a breathy voice. "good."

No matter how uncomfortable it was, it was impossible for him to complain to the unfamiliar Qiao Peicheng.This is his big creditor, and he ran to do this thankless job in order to pay back other people's money, how could he say anything bad in front of his own face.

"is it?"

This answer was not the correct answer he wanted to hear the most, but it was enough to listen to what he said, especially for Song Ange.

"Otherwise? Do I have to lie?"

how?Does this person want him to pour out bitter water and talk about all kinds of discomfort?He is not stupid, send it up to find a reason for the other party to ridicule.

"It's really not necessary."

Qiao Peisheng knew that Song Ange was trying to save face, but in fact, staying on the set was not going well, but it was not enough.

He had to think of a way to focus on it. Due to various conditions, the production crew could no longer go deeper, but the basic effect and achievement he wanted could be considered a perfect end.

He now needs to start in other places, so that Song Ange can clearly realize how much he has, and let him understand one thing: if he doesn't change, he will always be oppressed by various people, and there will be no good results.

So, what's the point of this question?

Song Ange lowered his head, rolled his eyes and complained.

He lowered his head and raised his eyes within a few seconds. Qiao Peicheng was very close to him at some point. He looked at him with a smile on his face and slowly bent down.

"You...what do you want?"

The bastard got too close.

He could smell something vaguely on his body, but he couldn't tell what it was, it smelled nice if it didn't choke his nose.

Hmph, the big man sprays perfume, the mother is so mad.

"I want to touch it." As he said that, Qiao Peisheng's hand had already struck Song Ange's chest.

In the next second, the soft meow of the kitten came out as his fingertips touched the back of the furry ears.

"Bone bone, why are you so cute?" Qiao Peicheng was so cute.

When I was a child, my bones were small and small, but I didn't look like I became fat like an orange pig. I only knew how to eat and sleep all day long.

"Nonsense." Song Ange's stinking tone was proud.

Could his cat be cute?Of course the cutest!

Because he had to stay with Qiao Zhixi and the others for a long time, he was worried about leaving the cat in the care of unreliable people like Song Cheng, so he had to take the bones with him to the hotel, thinking that if the hotel did not allow pets, he would Think of another way.

Fortunately, this hotel allows non-violent small pets that have been vaccinated, otherwise he really didn't know how to accommodate this little guy for a while.

The reason why I brought the bones today is also because of Qiao Zhixi's request, saying that he may need to stay here for one night, and there is no one to take care of the cat for fear of accidents.

Gu Gupa pulled Song Ange's arm, and leaned desperately towards Qiao Peicheng.The intention was obvious, it wanted to curl up in Qiao Peicheng's arms, not Song Ange.

This move aroused Song Ange's jealousy. He grabbed the bone-boned Destiny by the back of his neck, stuffed it back and held it tightly, preventing him from getting close to Qiao Peisheng.

He has kept it for so long, but this little guy is good. When he saw Qiao Peicheng, he immediately forgot which cat he belonged to, but he was so cute to Qiao Peicheng.Fortunately, he was vaccinating it and buying cat food.

Qiao Peicheng laughed when he saw this, and Song Ange was childish.

He wouldn't let him touch it, but he insisted on touching it, which made him mad.

"Give it to me." Qiao Peisheng put his hand on Song Ange's arm, pressing his deltoid muscle, with a smile on his face, Song Ange's familiar fucking smile.

He now fully understands that as long as the annoying Qiao Peicheng shows such an unusually gentle smile, if he chooses to go against his wishes, he will definitely be cheated to death.

Song Ange is now under the umbrella of others, and doesn't want to be pitted into misery.

Reluctantly, he handed the bones to the annoying ghost, and said: "Hold it well, don't drop it."

"So cute." Qiao Peicheng raised the cat and rubbed his head up against the tip of its nose. He didn't know whether he said this to Song Ange or Gu Gu.

"Bone is much fatter than last time I saw it. Give it less food, don't eat anything that is not nutritious, and let it move more." This is not the first time Qiao Peisheng said this, for the sake of the little guy I will not repeat the same mistakes, and it is necessary to tell Song Ange again and again about this matter.

"My cat, I know how to take care of it myself." He has done some homework to raise a cat. Although he can't raise a cat, he also knows some necessary precautions.Who needs this nasty nerd talking and talking.

He's not a fool, can't he remember this?

"Cough! Although I don't want to interrupt you very much, but for the sake of my stomach, I still have to say, is it time to cook after this order?"

Qiao Zhixi, who went in for a long time, didn't wait for the two boys behind to come in. In order to let them chat for a while to enhance their relationship, she didn't go out immediately to urge them.

But after waiting, she ran to the balcony on the second floor to take a look, good guy, he knows how to pet cats without doing anything, if she knew that she should have just dragged people in to cook obediently.

"Gu Gu, let's go, I made you a lot of delicious and nutritious meat." Qiao Peicheng knew that Qiao Zhixi would bring Qiao Peisheng with him today, so of course he could guess that Gu Gu would also come, so he specially gave it to you alone. It makes a nutritious pet meal.

Song Ange has no money and no energy to support himself, so he is reluctant to let Gu Gu eat some unhealthy food with him.

Song Ange, who is the owner of the cat, was simply left behind.

He muttered angrily:

"Eat less? Didn't I also prepare a bunch of food, and the state officials are only allowed to set fires and the people are not allowed to light lamps."

Qiao Peisheng prepared the ingredients early in the morning. The kitchen is an open kitchen. He can see Song Ange sitting among the three women without speaking.

Qiao Zhixi was too busy talking to Delia, so she didn't have the energy to pay attention to Song Ange's situation.The two communicated in Russian on the right side of Song Ange, and Song Ange was dizzy and a little irritable when he heard that Song Ange had one head and two big heads.

On the right of him was Delia's exclusive translator, and the other party didn't have time to pay attention to Song Ange. He put a notebook on his lap and typed on it.

From the corner of her eye, Song Ange could catch a glimpse of the other party's computer screen, full of dense foreign languages.He could tell it wasn't English, but he didn't know which country's language it was.

For the first time, Song Ange felt a serious sense of restlessness.

He is sitting here as a living person, but he always feels out of place with everything around him.

Whether it's people, houses, or anything else, he, Song Ange, can't be integrated with everything here.

This is not a field where people of his level should set foot.

The idiot Song Ange's back looked weak, pitiful and helpless in Qiao Peicheng's eyes.He stared at it for a few seconds, wiped the water droplets on his hands with a towel, walked behind Song Ange with his long legs, and picked up Song Ange's collar.

"Come and help."

Qiao Peicheng's words were unintentionally a pardon, and Song Ange didn't explode his little tyrannosaurus temper this time.Perhaps it was because Qiao Peicheng had seen the real environment he was in, knew how bad he was, and didn't treat him with that condescending attitude. Compared with staying with these three people, he would rather be with Qiao Peicheng. together.

Song Ange stood up obediently. There were people on both sides of the sofa. He chose to leave on the side that looked more open, which was the side of the female translator. Unfortunately, someone stretched his legs suddenly.

Song Ange's mind is still numb because of the previous feeling of helplessness. He accidentally bumped into something that could have been avoided smoothly. In a second, a pair of strong arms supported him firmly.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." The female translator didn't expect that she would trip up people if she relaxed her limbs properly.

"It's okay, you continue." Qiao Peicheng answered for Song Ange, passed his hand under Song Ange's armpit, and directly lifted him up to avoid the female translator sister, making sure that Song Ange would not bump into anything carelessly, and then put him down.

If this is done to a girl who has a crush on him, it may make the other girl feel overwhelmed and safe in an instant.

But Song Ange is a man, and he is still a big man with strong bones. He was lifted and put down easily by Qiao Peicheng, not to mention how embarrassing it is!

Song Ange was so ashamed and angry that he wanted to find a hole to slip in.

"See what I'm doing?" Seeing Song Ange's envious, annoyed and aggrieved look, Qiao Peicheng couldn't help but lick his forehead. "You can do more exercise."

Song Ange was embarrassed to say that he used to be a sports student.

He secretly looked at Qiao Peicheng's figure. He couldn't figure it out. The annoying ghost is obviously not the kind of big muscle that can blow other people's heads off with a single punch. Great strength?

He was so concerned about Qiao Peicheng's strength that he didn't notice for a moment that the other party treated him like a child, otherwise he would have to blow his hair.

Qiao Peisheng assigns tasks. "It's yours, it's mine."

There are four stoves in the kitchen. As long as the cook is busy enough, it is no problem to cook multiple dishes at the same time, which can save a lot of time.

Qiao Peicheng has done all the things that need to be washed and selected, and he just missed the fire.

Delia only eats western food, so she has to cook alone.Song Ange can only cook Chinese food, and Qiao Peisheng is of course responsible for the western food.

"Tell me in advance that I don't cook very tasty." Song Ange felt that his cooking skills were not bad before. Suddenly, I felt that the dishes I cooked might not be much different from pig food in the eyes of this group of people.

Except for himself, I am afraid that the things he made cannot be eaten in this room.

"It's okay, they are not picky eaters." Qiao Peisheng is not worried about Song Ange's cooking skills, because his cooking habits are still the same as Song Ange's. He just knows how to decorate and make the dishes look exquisite when they are put on the table. In fact, the taste is the same as before. .

Song Ange complained in his heart, not picky eaters because they only eat food made by the chef.

"Put on the apron." Qiao Peicheng took out an almost brand-new apron from the cabinet next to it. It was pink and tender, and it was Qiao Zhixi who was going to make something for Qiao Peicheng to try. Never used it once.

It's not that she's a killer in the kitchen, it's purely because she's lazy and finds it troublesome to cook.

Facing this girl's apron, Song Ange resisted extremely in his heart, and his body had to accept his fate as Qiao Peicheng lowered his head and tied this dazzling girl's apron on him.

Every time in front of Qiao Peicheng, Song Ange always has a feeling that he is treated as a child who has not grown up. It seems that he needs to do everything by himself, otherwise he can't rest assured.

"Okay, you can start. You can adjust the heat by pressing this down and turning it, and the range hood will automatically turn on. If you turn off the fire, press it and turn it, and it will go off when you hear a click."

Qiao Peisheng taught Song Ange how to use these things that he had never used or seen before.

With serious eyebrows and a patient tone, Song Ange's little sensitivity to inferiority complex will not be aroused at all.

The annoying Qiao Peisheng is actually not that annoying sometimes.

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