After wearing the book, I let the enemy mark

Lin He is not a Buddhist, but he doesn't pursue much.

For him, the protagonist this time is the pie from the sky, but it doesn't mean that he will starve himself to death after eating the pie, and he doesn't need to be so eager to "find a way out" for himself.

He is no longer the [-]th-tier starlet who had to be handled by his agent when he first debuted. Now he can decide everything by himself without saying anything, at least he can choose not to do what he doesn't want to do.

He didn't refute Lu Zhaoheng's "praise" to him, the reason was to make his manager fearful, so let him pretend once.

Lin He apologized to Lu Zhaoheng in his heart, and read the script seriously.

In the two scenes in the evening, he lived up to expectations and was not NG, buying valuable time for actor Lu.

So when Lu Zhaoheng returned to the villa, the person who entered the kitchen with a pinch hadn't come out of the kitchen yet.

We don't worry about the meal time. In their line of work, the work and rest are never regular, and the time of three meals is almost never on time.

Entering the villa, unexpectedly no one was seen, Lu Zhaoheng raised his eyebrows, and walked towards the only kitchen where he could hear the movement.

He thought he could see a little wife in an apron cooking in front of the stove, but the fact was that he heard Hao Mu whispering before he got close.

"Score the chicken wings in three separate sections."

"What's next?"

"Ginger and cooking wine...the cooking wine is in..."

"Coke has no chicken wings..."

"..."

He was talking to himself alone, with an extremely focused expression, and he didn't even know that there was an extra person at the kitchen door.

Lu Zhaoheng walked in softly. Originally, he just wanted to see what kind of dishes he was cooking, but after getting closer, his eyes turned involuntarily.

Hao Mu was standing by the kitchen counter wearing the apron he had worn. The lace was wrapped around his waist. It was so thin that it gave people the illusion that one hand could hold it. He lowered his head slightly. , exposing the fair nape of the neck, probably because the pheromone emitted by the gland is much stronger than usual because of the proximity to the heat source.

By coincidence, Lu Zhaoheng stretched out his hand towards him, and when he regained consciousness, he had already wrapped him in his arms: "What are you doing?"

When he made a sound suddenly, Hao Mu was startled. Just as he was about to turn his head, the man had already rested his chin on his shoulder.

"..."

Hao Mu stammered, "You...why did you come back so early?"

Lu Zhaoheng said, "I miss you."

Hao Mu: "..."

He found that Lu Zhaoheng seemed to blurt out such similar confessions.

He wanted to push Lu Zhaoheng away, but he was reluctant to part with his pheromone, so he let him hug him for a while.

Lu Zhaoheng looked over his shoulder and saw a cookbook on the kitchen counter, raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "Are you making Coca-Cola chicken wings?"

"Yeah." Hao Mu said, "Didn't you say you want to eat it? Xiao Le also likes to eat this."

"Do you need help?"

Hao Mu shook his head and said no.

He originally said something casually, but just after he finished speaking, the hands around his waist suddenly tightened.

Lu Zhaoheng asked, "Where is Xiao Le?"

Hao Mu raised his head and signaled upstairs: "I cooked porridge for him in the afternoon, and now Xiao Luo is playing upstairs with him."

"Then I'll go see him?"

It was obviously a simple question, but he wanted to say it close to his ear. Hao Mu was tickled by him, and inexplicably remembered what Lu Zhaoheng said on the set in the morning that he would come back, and couldn't help shrinking his neck: "……Um."

Seeing that his ears were red, Lu Zhaoheng leaned over and kissed him on the face, then let go of him, turned and left the kitchen.

The temperature close to the back suddenly disappeared. Hao Mu turned around and couldn't help touching the place where he was kissed just now. He always felt that they had a kind of numbness when they were cooking in the kitchen. Papa came home from work and asked Mama about their children. The sense of déjà vu of an old married couple.

He couldn't help scratching his feverish ears, suddenly feeling guilty.

To be honest, he is not a straight man, how can he stand up to Lu Zhaoheng's endless teasing every day?

But he couldn't tell Lu Zhaoheng not to flirt.

In his eyes, what he was teasing was his own brain, it was only right and proper!

Hao Mu was very distressed, he felt that he needed to keep a little distance from Lu Zhaoheng.

But he couldn't do without Lu Zhaoheng's pheromone.

Alas... this evil ABO world.

He sighed deeply and continued to make chicken wings.

Hao Mu's time was always very accurate. After finishing a few dishes, it was exactly ten o'clock. He called and asked someone to come down for dinner.

His culinary skills are definitely not as good as Lu Zhaoheng's, but our actor Lu has a filter for eating his food. Even if his food is comparable to poison, Lu Zhaoheng can probably swallow it with a smile, let alone Hao Mu's cooking is indeed passable.

While taking care of Xiao Le, Hao Mu didn't forget to bring food for Lu Zhaoheng.

Lu Yingdi's handsome face was full of smiles, and the corners of his mouth wished he could grin up to his ears.

Sijiu sat at the corner of the dining table, looking at this and that for a while, his eyes rolling around.

How could this perfect picture scroll of "a family of three" be appreciated by him alone?

He had already poured himself a glass of water with a glass, secretly leaned his phone against the wall of the glass, and aimed the camera at the "family of three".

On the other side of the camera, there are several other single dogs waiting to be fed in the assistant group.

[Assistant A]: Damn it, it's definitely my brother Guo who will live broadcast publicly!

[Guo Fifty]: Today's dinner is made by my sister-in-law alone. The young master who doesn't touch the spring water with his ten fingers cooks for love. You taste, you taste [Wang Chai].

[Assistant B]: Sister-in-law is too virtuous, right?The little bun in sister-in-law's arms is sister-in-law's younger brother, right?So good!

[Guo Fifty]: Well, one more bun made by them would be more perfect. [Wang Chai]

[Assistant C]: Think about today's update? [sinister smile]

[Assistant A]: Speaking of updates, it seems that someone has been checking Brother Guo's account recently.

[Assistant C]: What's wrong with checking the account number?Isn't it that every year readers check Guo Ge's account and want to send him blades?

[Assistant A]: This time is different, this time the momentum is very strong, I almost failed to stop it several times.

[Guo Fifty]: ...

Their group of assistants are all specially trained from the company that Lu Zhaoheng is currently running. They have professional hacking skills. They are really not afraid of ordinary people. It can make them almost impossible to stop. This momentum... indeed A little fierce!

But why did that person check his account?He is such a humble writer!

Sijiu was very puzzled, and was about to ask them to help him find out, when he heard his brother Mu's voice from the opposite side.

The meal was almost finished, Hao Mu was wiping Xiao Le's mouth, raised his head slightly and said, "I'll take Xiao Le to sleep in the guest room tonight."

Forty-nine: ...

Just finished warming up and going to sleep in a separate room?

The assistants also held their breath for a moment...Of course they had turned off the microphone and muted the sound.

Lu Zhaoheng was indifferent, just startled for a moment, and said with a smile: "Yeah."

After all, with children, it is not convenient to sleep together.

Hao Mu didn't breathe a sigh of relief when he agreed. He paused for a while: "It's just... maybe I have to trouble you."

Lu Zhaoheng said, "What?"

Hao Mu: "Before going to bed later, please give me a mark."

Lu Zhaoheng: "..."

Sijiu & Assistants: I was caught off guard by the stuffed dog food!