[Korean Entertainment] Rebirth I bring salt to Pooh

Song Qian could see the depression in Nichkhun's heart, so she had to act like a baby to ease the embarrassment.Her weak gesture worked very well for Nichkhun. By the time the car was almost home, Nichkhun was no longer angry.

Song Qian pulled out the colorful bug doll she just bought from the back seat, and handed it to Nichkhun, "Give it a name~name~"

Nichkhun's heart suddenly arose, "Name~"

Song Qian liked this ingenious name very much, holding the doll contentedly, and happily recited its name, "Name~"

"I didn't expect that we would have a son so soon." Nichkhun said jokingly.

"Why is it a son? Seeing how he is dressed so fancy, he should be a delicate daughter." After finishing speaking, Song Qian realized something was wrong, and was caught by his words. The two of them were just pretending to be a husband and wife. Where did the child come from?Nichkhun is really black-bellied and takes advantage of her everywhere!

Nichkun turned his head and watched her cheeks turn shyly red, her eyelashes fluttered slightly, and her big eyes looked forward, thinking that she was beautiful like this.

The car slammed to a stop, then made a sharp turn and stopped on the side of the road.Nichkhun turned his eyes to look at her, with a half-smile in his eyes, and there seemed to be light shining in his eyes.

Song Qian was taken aback by his sudden action, "What are you doing?"

"I don't do anything, I just think you look good in this way, and I want to stop," Nichkhun put his elbows on the steering wheel, and a charming smile floated on his lips, "Look at you for a while."

Song Qian's face turned even redder, and she suddenly felt suffocated.When he came out of the supermarket, he was still very serious, why did he suddenly enter such an ambiguous state, and said softly, "The camera is still there."

Nichkun smiled even more, "What you mean is that if the camera is not on, I can watch you wantonly."

Song Qian stared at him, feeling that she was about to die of anger, but this man would misinterpret her meaning in various ways.

Even with an angry look, Ni Kun thought she was extremely beautiful, but if he teased her like this again, maybe she would really become angry from embarrassment.Nichkhun accepted it as soon as he saw it, stopped looking at her, and restarted the car, "What gift do you think the show crew will prepare for us?"

Song Qian breathed a sigh of relief, stopped staring at Nichkhun, and casually chatted with Nichkhun. The atmosphere in the car returned to nature, as if nothing had happened just now.

The gift of the program group is a small sofa and the Tao statue made at the homestay last time.Song Qian looked at the ugly 'Victoria' and thought of the stupid Nichkhun at that time, although only three months have passed, it feels as long as a few years ago.The person beside her now is mature and considerate, and he is completely different from the elementary school student who only made her angry before.

Are these changes for her?

Song Qian shook her head, thinking wildly about what to do, she should hurry up and make the sweet and sour pork that she promised earlier.

During the process of making sweet and sour pork, Nichkhun helped her a lot, and even fried eggs with only yolks for her. He remembered that Song Qian said that she likes the yolks in eggs the most.

Song Qian lightly swept the bright yellow fried egg, and continued to fry the meat in silence, but her heart seemed to have experienced a stormy sea.

From the day she can remember, she has been the most beloved princess of her father and the darling of her mother.The food and clothing in the palace are all the best.As long as she says something she likes, the servant will be responsible for recording it, and in the future, she will search for the best ones and send them to her.Even so, she would not be happy about it. In her eyes at that time, these things were so taken for granted.She loved to eat egg yolks since she was a child, and the imperial dining room never put egg whites when preparing dishes for her.

In the next ten years of exile, despite the comprehensive guard Pu Yi, she still didn't eat a few full meals, and sometimes she even picked up food that even dogs detested to fill her stomach.When even survival is a problem, the princess's wealth and pride are not worth mentioning at all. She eats whatever she has. Even she herself has forgotten her habit of eating only egg yolks. It is impossible to eat eggs once a year. It belongs to the curtain of heaven.

After being reborn into this world through time travel, she has become more aware of the value of food, and has always insisted on not wasting food. Even if she sees others wasting food, she will feel uncomfortable.So even though her life in South Korea is fairly affluent, she is no longer picky about not eating egg whites.

When she went to the beach to watch the sunset last time, she inadvertently told Nichkhun that she liked to eat egg yolks when she was a child, and she especially liked this color, so she used egg yolks to describe the setting sun.

At that time, I just happened to see that color, and casually mentioned something about my childhood, but I didn't expect Nichkun to remember it, and today I specially fried egg yolk for her to eat.

Moisture welled up in her eyes, Song Qian blinked as fast as she could, trying to suppress the sour tears.

Song Qian recalled that he used to make bad events one after another, just to impress her and fear that she would be unhappy.But no matter what the event was, none of the egg yolks moved her.

It had been a long time since no one had recorded her preferences so carefully.In the past, those internal servants had to remember her preferences because of her status.And what about Nikkhun?

Is it because... you love her?

Song Qian just now believed that his confession that night was actually serious.She didn't know how to repay his love, all she could do now was to make the sweet and sour pork as perfect as possible.

When the warm sweet and sour pork was served on the table, the aroma was so strong that Nichkhun couldn't help moving his index finger.He picked up a piece of meat and took a bite. It was full of aroma, and he couldn't wait to stuff the rest of the meat into his mouth before he could chew it. This was definitely the most delicious sweet and sour pork he had ever eaten. "Why is the food so good?"

"Because I like doing it."

"Did you make it because you like cooking, or because you like eating?"

"Seeing other people eat my cooking is very happy." Song Qian replied, she grew up eating the cooking of the imperial chef, so her knowledge is naturally extraordinary.When she came to Korea and started to try to cook, her accumulated experience over the years showed that she could cook better than others.The happiness of cooking is that you will feel satisfied when you see the sweet and delicious food eaten by others.

Nichkhun took another piece of meat and chewed it in his mouth, and said sincerely, "I am married to Victoriaxi." She is so perfect, and she has such a wife, what more can a husband ask for.

After the two had a good meal, they inevitably felt sleepy, so they decided to go upstairs to take a nap.Nichkun unceremoniously climbed onto the bed, patted the place beside him, and then peeked at Song Qian's expression, "Victoriaxi also come to sleep."

Song Qian was also sleepy, but no matter how sleepy she was, she still had her daughter's reserve, she didn't want to sleep in the same bed with Ni Kun.In desperation, she had no choice but to put the pillow beside Nichkhun, bend her body at ninety degrees, put half of her body under the bed, and lie on the pillow.Nichkun felt very regretful, in his opinion, it was nothing to mind sharing the same bed with clothes on, and he would not do anything to her.

In the future, she will share the same bed with no clothes on... At that time, her shy appearance must have been beautiful. Nichkhun smiled and fell asleep.

The photographers were stunned, they actually just fell asleep like this!How to shoot down!Let the audience watch them sleep!If they sleep through the middle of the night and still make wool, they can just call it a day and go home!

Fortunately, there was still a stand for the camera, so they didn't have to bother them to hold it all the time. After fixing the position, the photographers went downstairs to rest.

When Zheng Rongjun came to supervise the work, what he saw was this scene: the two were wearing couple outfits, lying together head to head, and the afternoon sun shone in, making them look infinitely warm.Although Victoria's sleeping posture is very strange, it still does not prevent the two of them from lying down in a pictorial sense, which can be edited and used as a bedding advertisement.

But the more Zheng Rongjun saw the harmonious atmosphere, the angrier he felt, especially when he saw Nichkhun as disliked.He called the assistant director, and he cursed all over his face, "They said they were sleepy, and you just let them sleep like this? Not only was work delayed, but all the employees were wasted time waiting for them to wake up. Do you know how much the loss is? Why don't you hurry up?" Go wake them up!"

The assistant director pouted, not knowing what to do. How dare the director destroy such a warm and beautiful picture!

Zheng Rongjun said it so loudly on purpose, just to wake up the two people who were sleeping, to rectify Nichkhun, wait for them to apologize, and obediently continue to record the show for him.

Unexpectedly, the two people on the bed were still motionless. Zheng Rongjun looked over and found that Nichkun opened his eyes at some point and was staring at him, covering Victoria's ears with his right hand, not wanting her to be woken up.It's hard to tell how ferocious that look was, but it made people feel cold and oppressive for no reason.Zheng Rongjun couldn't help shrinking back, and then remembered that he was a director, and he shouldn't be afraid of an artist.When he regained his momentum and wanted to stare back, he found that Nichkhun closed his eyes again and pretended to be asleep, pretending that he didn't exist at all.

Zheng Rongjun was so angry that he had nowhere to vent his anger. This Nichkhun is really arrogant!

The author has something to say: Well, this is the rhythm of the daily update. It’s a pity that there are still 1800 characters in the draft.