After being accused of marrying to the opposite family[Entertainment]

"What are you doing?" Gu Nianqiu was robbed of the knife, and Shuangkong stood in front of the cutting board, looking at the half-chopped pig's trotters, "I'm live broadcasting, why are you interrupting my work?"

Yi Ming was stunned for a moment: "Are you live broadcasting?"

Gu Nianqiu pointed to the one next to him, Yiming leaned over to look at the screen, and his face appeared in the live broadcast room at close range - he was dressed more casually than Gu Nianqiu, because he was sweating in a hurry, so he took it off He took off his coat, leaving only a tight vest inside, nothing on his face, and his neck was wet, almost sticking to the camera at once.

If the barrage could make sound, they would probably be deaf by now, and the screen would be full of "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh".

Yiming realized that he was too close, took two steps back, and smiled at Gu Nianqiu's fans. His mixed-race facial features suddenly softened, and he looked very different from what he usually sees on TV. Come back big brother.

"Sorry to bother you," Yi Ming said, still holding a knife, "Is Brother Qiu cooking live? It's so rare, I've never seen it before."

Gu Nianqiu stretched out: "Can you give me the knife first?"

The live broadcast was on, and Yiming couldn't say that it would be inconvenient for me to come because you were pregnant, so I had to hand him the knife.Gu Nianqiu didn't even wear an apron, so he continued to chop his pig's trotters, and said as he chopped, "I'll stew this pig's trotters later, and then I'll fry an eggplant to make up six dishes. Six or six will go well, I hope the children will have a good year this year." With the wind and the water, take an actor and singer or something..."

Yi Ming quickly covered his mouth: "Shh, the actor and song king can't say it, the public relations department will be angry."

"I'm just kidding," Gu Nianqiu said, "You can't do it, you're still young."

Yiming has already seen the barrage flashing: "Brother Qiu!!! You can't say that you can't do it!!" "Ah, ah, a man can't!" "I'm diabetic, help me!" "Oh my god, what do you call a kid asl woo Woooooooooooooooooooooooo" "My brother is super good at first glance! (Dingdang cat is online"

Yiming decided to face the risk of being criticized by the PR department to clarify for himself: "...I can do it, I will work hard."

Gu Nianqiu chopped pig's trotters for a while, looked at him with a half-smile, and pursed his lips.

"Go downstairs and have a look, I have prepared a birthday present for you," Gu Nianqiu said, "Don't interfere with my work here."

As he spoke, he threw all the chopped pig's trotters into the pot and covered it, at least he didn't forget to add some ginger.

Yi Ming endured more and more, looked at the camera, finally couldn't hold back, and leaned over to remind him in a low voice: "The pig's trotters need to be blanched."

Gu Nianqiu didn't react, and was stunned for two seconds: "What is boiled water?"

"..." Yiming's stomach twitched, "It's nothing, just an insignificant step, it smells so good, it feels delicious."

"Brother Yiming, are you serious..."

"This love filter has been opened to the nose."

"Everyone, don't tell my younger brother what kind of dishes Brother Qiu cooked just now [eat melon/]"

"I know why Brother Qiu's cooking skills are so bad[/狗头]"

Gu Nianqiu patted his sweaty arm and told him to put on his clothes, don't show his flesh in his live broadcast room, and be careful of being reported.Yiming, however, could hear a bit of sourness from inside, and immediately bent his eyes happily, strode away from the kitchen, and went to the lower floor to look at his 24th birthday present.

Gu Nianqiu finished cutting the eggplant, washed it, and said to the [-] viewers in the live broadcast room: "Okay, today's live broadcast ends here, and I will ask Yiming to post a Weibo to give feedback on the taste. Thank you for accompanying me I was bored together for an hour."

"Brother is always open!"

"Brother, brother, you must be happy"

"Happy birthday, baby Ming, forever eighteen, take good care of Brother Qiu!"

The barrage was so dense that it almost blocked him from seeing clearly.Gu Nianqiu seldom broadcasted live, and couldn't find the button to close the barrage. After tossing for a while, he finally chose to give up and exited the live broadcast room directly.

As soon as it was turned off, I heard Yiming shouting from below: "Brother Qiu!! You gave me a Porsche!!!"

Gu Nianqiu went down, but before he entered the parking lot, his little friend ran over quickly, hugged him, hugged him by the waist, and turned around twice, until Gu Nianqiu hurriedly grabbed his shoulders, Begging for mercy: "Don't, don't, I want to vomit."

Yiming put him back on the ground again, and kissed each of his faces one by one: "I've been wanting to buy this one for a long time. Last time I saw it at the auto show for a long time. Let's go for a drive this afternoon, shall we?"

Gu Nianqiu knew that there are no boys who don't like cars. He looked at Yiming's empty parking lot, stretched his arms around his shoulders, and said, "Honey, you're worth hundreds of millions. After seeing a Porsche, do I have to give you a ride?"

Yiming's brows and eyes were full of smiles: "You gave them differently, and I'm not married yet, so I have to save money so I can't spend it carelessly."

Gu Nianqiu gave a thumbs up: "I'm touched. Let's go up to eat first."

Yiming was still talking to him about the specs of this car while walking. He said that he had compared several cars before and it was not as good as it. Gu Nianqiu really didn’t know so much. This car was recommended by Zhuang Xiao. The original words are : "Boys like this kind of thing, choose expensive, customized, and powerful ones, that's right."

Until Gu Nianqiu brought the dishes to the table, Yiming was still playing with the new car keys.Gu Nianqiu knocked on the table, supported his sore waist, and said, "Go get some rice."

Yiming quickly stood up, temporarily put down the car keys, helped him sit down in the soft chair, and glanced at the dishes on the table.

Stewed peanuts with pig’s trotters, there is foam floating on the soup because there is no blanching; fried beans with eggplant are obviously burnt, and the soy sauce has turned black; steamed fish, fish scales have not been processed, and the fish body is shiny; There are also sweet and sour pork ribs that are all sticky together, boiled prawns submerged in soy sauce - the only dish that looks normal is Gu Nianqiu's Na Cai, scrambled eggs with tomatoes.

Yiming was speechless for two seconds, and before Brother Qiu noticed it, he said: "...it looks good, I'll go get some food first."

Gu Nianqiu brought a cushion and put it behind his waist.Yi Ming served two big bowls of rice, helped Brother Qiu pinch his shoulders and thumped his back, and said, "I'll be fine. If you really want to have a birthday meal, you can take me out to eat, and you can pay the bill."

Gu Nianqiu said: "It's all done, let's have a taste. By the way, remember to take a photo."

Yiming took it out and took more than a dozen photos from various angles. He wanted to wait for a special photography studio to repair it. Then he sat down next to Brother Qiu, picked up his chopsticks, and first picked up half a bowl of fried tomatoes for the people around him. Egg: "A sour appetizer."

Gu Nianqiu tasted his art, the scrambled eggs with tomatoes were working normally, and the taste was not bad.

While he was eating the tomatoes, Yi Ming tasted all the other five dishes calmly, and the muscles on his cheeks gradually stiffened.

"How does it taste?" Gu Nianqiu finally picked up a spare rib with chopsticks, "Is it delicious?"

Yi Ming nodded without changing his face: "It's delicious."

However, Gu Nianqiu couldn't clamp the ribs for a long time, because they were all glued into big pieces.

He was a little embarrassed, gave up the ribs, and took a piece of eggplant.

... It was burnt, with a burnt smell.

Then there is boiled prawn paste, too much oil is put in, it is too salty to eat; then there is steamed fish, no fish scales are removed, no ginger is added, the taste is very fishy, ​​not to mention the pig's trotter stewed with peanuts, the pig's trotter is not boiled Rotten, the soup is cloudy and unappetizing.

Gu Nianqiu brought chopsticks one by one, coughed lightly, and suggested nonchalantly, "Aren't you going for a ride? There is a new Thai restaurant next door, and I really want to eat some hot and sour."

Yiming was already mentally prepared to eat whatever Brother Qiu made, but this... was indeed a bit beyond his expectations.

"Okay," Yi Ming smoothed things out according to his words, "Just trying out a new car, I'll change my clothes and leave."

So the romantic love lunch turned into a restaurant.

When the waiter brought the normal delicacies to the table, both of them quietly breathed a sigh of relief.Gu Nianqiu served himself a bowl of Dongyin soup, and after drinking it, he was very moved with self-knowledge: "I will never cook again."

Yi Ming couldn't even boast, so he hurriedly changed the subject, asked the waiter to cut the birthday cake, and removed the cream for Gu Nianqiu's share, leaving only the cake inside.

They didn't order wine, they ordered coconut milk.Gu Nianqiu raised his cup and touched Yiming lightly.

The belated birthday meal was eaten at one o'clock in the afternoon.

"I wish my baby health and happiness every day," Gu Nianqiu said with a smile, "Everything else is secondary. Of course, it would be even better if you take off your career by the way."

The light in the restaurant was dimmed, and they sat in a cubicle separated by vines, separated by soft ambient lights, illuminating Yi Ming's eyes slightly.

He drank the coconut juice in one gulp, as if drunk, with a faint blush in the corners of his eyes.

"I'm so happy today," Yi Ming looked at him and said, "It's just like in a dream."

Gu Nianqiu reached over and pinched his cheek: "Does it hurt?"

Yiming held his hand, lowered his head and kissed his back, his eyelashes looked like gentle butterflies under the light, covering his pupils shyly, and whispered: "It doesn't hurt, it's sweet."

Gu Nianqiu laughed: "That's just a dream. In the dream, you have to eat well. Come on, even if you fail to cook, you still have to eat well for your birthday meal."

Yi Ming was reluctant to let go of his teeth, and left a row of shallow tooth marks on his back before eating.

The failed cooking photo was edited by a professional photographer into an internet celebrity food photo. While Gu Nianqiu was paying the bill, Yiming typed a few hundred words of confession on Weibo until the system reminded him that the number of words was too large. He stopped pointing, and after a while, he deleted the entire essay, and finally wrote only one line:

"I love you and your cooking skills."