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"Come in."

A crisp voice came, and he recognized the voice of that girl Fentao from before.You got it right!Yan Ge raised his lips, stretched out his hand and pushed the door, and strode in.

When Fentao heard the sound of the door opening, she turned her head and said, "Put the soup—" In the middle of speaking, she suddenly widened her eyes in surprise, and scolded, "It's you! Who let you in!"

Yan Ge walked to the bed with the soup, looked at Bingyao who was leaning against the bed, and replied jokingly, "You."

[Little brother never forgets to tease people wherever he goes!Hmph, I'm jealous!Ah, I really want to be molested by my little brother. 】

【What do you know?The little brother is here to tease everyone in Bingyao, and the girl is just incidental. 】

[The anchor is good or bad, bad or bad! 】

[Hey upstairs. 】

[Upstairs is so wretched! 】

[Wretched +1]

[Wretched +2]

"you!"

"Fentao." Bingyao's almond eyes are tender and affectionate, and her palm-sized pale face is covered in loose black hair, making her look pitiful.The voice, on the contrary, was weak but firm, unquestionable. "What's the matter, son?"

This tone?Yan Ge chuckled, handed the soup directly to Bingyao, motioning for her to take it, "I'll deliver the soup, this soup is good for you."

Bingyao looked at him for a while, then smiled and said, "I heard that you are about to perform on stage?"

"Yes." Yan Ge didn't feel too tired, Bingyao didn't answer, so he held it up.

"The supervisor knows what talent the young master is going to perform?"

Talking to smart people is comfortable, Yan Ge raised his lips, "I told her, it's a secret."

Bingyao laughed, took the soup from Singer Yan, and drank it all in one gulp.Handing the bowl to Fentao, he sighed softly, "I hope your soup will be useful."

"It doesn't matter if it's useful or not? It doesn't matter if you have talent or not?" Yan Ge lay down casually on the soft bed beside him, with red clothes and black hair spread on the light blue bed, against his fair skin, like a painting.With a smile, he looked at Bing Yao intently, as if she was the only one in his eyes.

Bingyao was in a trance for a moment, as if she saw a person, shining in the dark world, stretching out his hand to her.

"Is my face not enough?" A gentle voice came from beside her ear, like a whisper, but it made Bingyao wake up instantly, he was not that person.

【Oh my god, just now I faced my little brother's beautiful face and eyes so gentle that it makes people drown.Die without complaint! 】

[So I guessed right, the anchor was talking nonsense before, and he didn't have any talent at all.Only now to find a way to remedy. 】

[Upstairs, that's quick wit, okay?Quick wit! 】

[Guess, will everyone in Bingyao teach their talents to the anchor? 】

[Even if you are willing to teach, what talent can you learn in such a short time?Dreaming? 】

[This is a game. 】

[I couldn't help but slap myself just now, I was wrong. 】

"The supervisor hates others to deceive her the most. If you do this, you are afraid that you will be arranged to wash the toilet." Because of the person in her mind just now, Bing Yao's attitude towards Yan Ge eased a little.At the same time, she didn't know if it was an illusion, but she actually felt that the pain in her lower abdomen was not so unbearable.

Wash the toilet?Yan Ge paused in his heart, and still looked at Bingyao confidently, as if he was sure that she would agree, "Then I will trouble Bingyao." He hangs up.

Bingyao was shocked by his righteous and shameless tone, she was angry and funny at the same time.No matter!Bingyao lifted the quilt and was about to get out of bed.

"Sister!" Fentao quickly supported her.

Bingyao asked Fentao to help her to the table, "Fentao, go and get my newly bought incense burner and spices." She picked up a pen and wrote the names of each spice on the white paper.Her face was still pale, and she even trembled a little when she picked up the pen, but the words that fell on the paper were neat and clean, without any stains.

Fentao put a small stove on the table, then turned to get the spices.

Yan Ge reached out and put the incense burner in his palm to play with.I don't know if it was his illusion, but he noticed that there was a faint fragrance coming from the censer even though it hadn't burned incense yet.

"Sister, the censer and spices are here."

"Sit down and rest." Bingyao said to Fentao, put down the pen, blew lightly on the ink on the paper, and then handed it to Yan Ge. "I just bought this incense burner and some spices, and I have weighed them. Just follow the steps on this paper and throw in the incense. And everyone's incense is different, even if I do it next time It's another taste."

[Wow, Miss is so kind. 】

[I seem to feel the aura of the protagonist. 】

[I don't understand, since everything is ready, why don't you do it yourself? 】

"Since everything is ready, why don't you do it yourself?" Yan Ge didn't look at the light screen, his gaze was fixed on Bingyao's face, as if he wanted to see through her.

"Because this time is special, it will interfere with the smell of incense."

[So that's the case, sorry for my conspiracy theory. 】

[Hahahaha, a bunch of conspiracy theorists!How good it is to concentrate on licking the screen! 】

"As long as someone has mixed the incense in advance and hid it in the incense burner, you just have to pretend to be mixing the incense and light it last." Yan Ge pressed lightly on the bottom of the incense burner, and a small piece of incense was popped out by the mechanism, " like this."

【Slap in the face】

【Face is swollen】

【What can i say?The anchor is awesome! 】

Bingyao originally planned to wait for Yan Ge to return to the room before asking Taohong to inform her.The two of them don't tell each other anything, just know what's in their hearts.Unexpectedly, Yan Ge not only found out here, but also said it directly.

"How did you know that?" She sighed.

Yan Ge touched the incense burner to his face, closed his eyes, and moved his nose slightly.Sure enough, it was the same scent as he had just smelled vaguely.He opened his eyes, "I can smell it."

"Smell it." Bingyao was slightly stunned, and then smiled, "You have a good talent. If you don't have enough time, maybe you can really make a good fragrance by yourself."

"You haven't answered me yet." Yan Ge put the incense burner aside and said with a smile.

"You can't guess?" Bingyao gave him a reproachful look.

"Of course I can guess, but I want to hear from you." Yan Ge looked at her tenderly.

[Little brother is molesting people again! 】

[Do you think I can play games and let my little brother tease me like this? 】

【Are you beautiful? 】

【Alright, okay. 】

[Is there a little brother who is beautiful? 】

[That's not true. 】

【Please behave. 】

[Please respect yourself +1]

[By the way, which novice village is my little brother in?Does anyone know? 】

When Bingyao was looked at by such eyes, she had the illusion that it didn't matter what she said, and that she would be tolerated by the people in front of her.She recovered quickly this time, bowed her head and smiled, and said seriously, "Because I am everyone."

"The acting talent must be your real talent. Once you are found to be fake, you will lose all trust. The higher you stand, the harder you fall." She looked at Yan Ge, "I can't bet."

"Feng Ming thinks the same way?" Yan Ge understood, "So she doesn't care if I have talent or not, if she finds out that I don't have it, she will ask you to bring these things to me. It's a good idea."

Bingyao smiled, her eyes fell on the incense burner in his hand, "Now, your choice?"

"Of course—" Yan Ge wrapped up the incense burner and spices, and walked out, "Okay!"

"Aren't you worried about being discovered?" Bingyao looked at Yan Ge's back, and touched the soup bowl with lingering warmth with her fingers, feeling a little unbearable in her heart.If they are found out, they will have to bear a stigma for the rest of their lives, doing the dirtiest and smelliest jobs, and not being able to get ahead.

"Didn't you just say that I have a good talent?" Yan Ge closed the door with a "bang" without stopping. "One time is false, does not mean a lifetime is false!"

Bingyao stared at the closed door for a moment, then laughed out loud, "Fentao, go invite your son back, he hasn't learned the etiquette of mixing incense yet!"

Fentao also burst out laughing, "Understood, sister!" She covered her mouth and ran out.

Yan Ge followed behind Ah San, walked up stairs one after another, passed one room after another, and finally stopped at the innermost room on the fifth floor.

Ah San pushed open the door and asked Yan Ge to come in.

After Yan Ge entered, the door creaked shut.

Turning around to open the door, seeing Ah San's puzzled expression, Yan Ge smiled and closed it.After confirming that the door was not locked and that he was not under house arrest in this room, he walked towards the house with confidence.

[Little brother is very vigilant. 】

[I began to doubt my little brother's occupation. 】

[This kind of thing happens to everyone, right? 】

【Ha ha. 】

[What are you fighting for?looks great! 】

Open the first layer of gauze curtain, and there is a square bath in the middle of the house.About two meters long and wide, the water in the pool is crystal clear and steaming upwards.There is no trace of water pipes, and it is on the fifth floor.Then the hot water was brought up by buckets of people?

On the half-meter-high wooden tray next to it, there are clean clothes.At first glance, the red dress looks like fire, and the burning flames trimmed with darker thread can be vaguely seen on the cuffs and neckline.

Not in a hurry to take a bath, Yan Ge went around the bathtub, opened the second layer of gauze curtain, and there was a soft blanket on the floor.An exquisite wooden table is placed in the middle, and a peach blossom is placed in a vase on the table, which is in full bloom.The amber teapot and teacups are placed neatly next to it.There are four small stools on each side of the table, and the image of a golden boy holding a fish is engraved on the legs of the stools.

There are windows on the left and right, overlooking the landscape of the town.There is a high table and two high stools in front of the windows, one with a chess board and one with pen and ink.There are also chess records and landscapes carved on the tables.

In front of the third layer of gauze curtain is a qin platform, on which a high-quality guqin is placed.

[It's too, too luxurious. 】

【I decided to enter Fenglou as an actor. 】

[Upstairs, what is your talent? 】

[Farewell, farewell. 】

Yan Ge continued to walk forward, lifted the third layer of gauze curtains, a large bed lay across the middle of the bed, and the moon-white gauze curtains hung softly at the four corners.

On the left side are three-meter-high vertical cabinets, and next to it is a two-meter-high bronze mirror.In the middle is a dressing table that is one meter long and half a meter high. There is also a small mirror on the table, but it is made of glass.These cabinets are all empty and have not yet been loaded into them.

On the right side are three-meter-high bookshelves, and in the middle is a desk.Different from the cabinet on the left, the bookshelves are full of books, ranging from story books to history books, and there are pens, ink, paper and inkstones on the table.

[Why is there a desk outside, and a desk inside? 】

[Probably the one outside is for meeting guests, and the one inside is for yourself.Just like those two mirrors. 】

[Too extravagant!Then why put the bath outside the meeting place? 】

[Maybe that bath is not only prepared for the host, but also for future guests.You have to take a shower before meeting the host? 】

[Fuck, this is awesome.Then why—]

[You are not finished.Shut up! 】

Yan Ge laughed out loud, and walked straight to the outermost bathing pool.

【what! 】

【To shut up! 】

[It was actually blocked! 】

【Ha ha. 】

[Let's fight upstairs! 】

……

As soon as Yan Ge walked into the bathtub, he heard someone knocking on the door.

"what's up?"

"You left too hastily, Sister Bingyao asked me to invite you back to learn the etiquette of mixing incense."

The smile on Yan Ge's face couldn't be maintained anymore. "Got it." Fortunately, there was a door.

[Hahahahahaha. 】

[You can feel the anchor's embarrassment through the mosaic! 】

Yan Ge glanced at the light screen lightly, it's all right, there is a mosaic.

"Then why don't you come out? Time is running out!" Taohong's crisp voice came from outside the door, ruthlessly shattering his idea of ​​waiting for Taohong to leave.

"Here we come." Yan Ge said expressionlessly.