The actor is slapped in the face by the chef every day

The author has something to say: "From now on, we are finished!"

Accompanied by Mr. Actor King's furious declaration of breaking up, it was Ah San who was unfortunately hooked by a thorn rose and rolled to Fu Jinghui's side.

Looking at the companion who turned into a parabola from a distance, I'm sure, I heard the other party scold mother in the wind howling on the rooftop...

——What the hell is bad luck!

Simply a disaster!

The quarrel between you young couple is a quarrel, why do you have to add your own role to yourself?

Seeing the spherical object colliding head-on, Li Luo originally wanted to avoid it reflexively, but found that the one thrown by his lover as a weapon was his own family.

Thankfully, Master Chef has good eyesight and agility, and he caught the onion in mid-air.

Looking at the hand, Ah San was so frightened by the accident that she shook it twice in the chef's hand and fainted.

He wanted to wake Ah San up, but Li Luo saw his little ancestor get off the rooftop without looking back.

"What are you still doing in a daze? Ah Luo, why don't you hurry up and chase after me! My stepmother is going to leave if you get stupid again!"

Gu Lulu rushed over to check on his friend's injuries, but saw that his master chef was still standing there at this time, so he couldn't help but educate the other party: "Ah San, I can't see anything serious, you want to take root on the rooftop, Do you want to be a bachelor for the rest of your life, so that Fu Jinghui will never talk to you again?"

Hearing the words "Fu Jinghui won't talk to you anymore", Li Luo came back to his senses, hurriedly handed Ah San to Momo, and chased him out along the stairs.

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In the hall, the cookies on the coffee table have been eaten by Meng Yan.

The tea in the teapot has also been poured out.

Seeing Neil's blue eyes looking over, the agent's old face blushed: "Haha, I was so engrossed in the chat that I didn't even notice that the snacks were gone. Mr. Li's cooking is too little, I have to tell him Increase the amount next time hahaha..."

"...My senior brother made five servings."

Seeing the appetite of the woman across the way, Neil, who has always believed in the five-percent full diet principle, twitched the corners of his eyes.

"That's...that's..." Just as he wanted to restore his image in front of the handsome guy, Meng Tian saw his artist rush into the hall with the expression of being owed 800 million.

"What's the matter? Who made you angry again?"

Smoothly shifting the topic from dim sum, the agent lady stared at Fu Jinghui with great curiosity: "Mr. Li said before that he was going to water the flowers on the roof, didn't you guys come down together?"

It's okay not to mention Li Luo, but when Meng Tian mentioned it, Mr. Yingdi only felt pain in his heart, liver, spleen and lungs, and said with a pun:

"Watering the flowers? What kind of flowers did he water? All the water in the garden has been poured into other people's flower pots!"

He opened the bedroom he lived in, and after just 30 seconds, Fu Jinghui came out with the suitcase.

"What are you doing?" Meng Tian was a little dazed.

"What do you do? Didn't I book a hotel suite before? I'm going to live there now! You drive me there, immediately, immediately!" Fu Jinghui pointed at his agent's bewildered face while tugging the lever in a hurry :

"What expression do you have, hurry up and go with me!"

"—Don't go!"

After finally rushing over, Li Luo heard Fu Jinghui's words as soon as he entered the room, and shouted out in desperation.

"Why are you not allowed to leave?"

Fu Jinghui was also angry, threw the suitcase to Meng Tian, ​​and said angrily to Li Luo:

"I ate your food for a few days and slept in your house for a few days, and I will pay for it! Do you still want to detain me and restrict my personal freedom?"

The manager lady who was hit by a suitcase out of thin air and almost vomited blood:

Can you two have a good talk and stop throwing things?The old lady was about to be hit and bleeding internally...

"Fu Jinghui, can you calm down and talk properly, can speaking angry now solve the problem?" Choked by the other party's words, the chef tried to reason with his lover.

It's a pity that when quarreling, reasoning and so on are often the most insignificant things.

"What do you mean Li? Who are you asking to calm down? Let me tell you, I am very calm now, very calm! Every word I say now has been carefully thought out. You never see each other——

You bastard named Li!put me down! ! "

Fu Jinghui was uttering harsh words, and his aura was so domineering that he was reaching the critical point. The other party directly carried him on his back without saying a word.

"What do you want to do? Do you still want to throw me down from upstairs, so that you can stay out of sight and out of mind, and never have any future troubles..."

Being picked up by the other party like a tree stump, Fu Jinghui's head was turned downward, and he felt that all the blood was converging to the top of his head. His originally sluggish thoughts were completely confused, and he just wanted to teach this bastard cook a good lesson. pause.

"He drank too much, and he was a little stimulated just now, and he is not sober. I just need to have a clear talk with him."

Carrying the "human-shaped tree stump" on his back with a calm face, he nodded to the dumbfounded Meng Tian. The chef took his lover into his hands, walked straight into the bedroom, and slammed the door behind him with a "kuang--".

"When did Fu Jinghui drink the wine?" Shocked by the sound of closing the door, the agent lady asked Neil beside her in a daze.

The man didn't answer, but looked at the door of Li Luo's bedroom, with a rare gloomy look in his eyes.

"Your surname Li, let me down!"

As soon as he entered the bedroom, Fu Jinghui used both hands and feet, punching and kicking Mr. Chef, wishing he could vent his anger a few more times.

"Can you listen to me carefully, don't always ignore what others say when you get angry, and don't listen to what others say?" Sighing helplessly, Li Luo patted the other party's buttocks.

So, Mr. Actor, who has always been arrogant and innocent, exploded:

"Where do you put your hands surnamed Li! You are shameless, who gave you the courage to touch my uncle?"

"I've already slept in, why do you care about this?" Li Luo raised his eyebrows.

When Fu Jinghui heard this, his face flushed red:

"Shut up, who are you? What nonsense are you talking about? I told you that the surname is Li, we have nothing to do with each other! Let me down!"

no problem?Why didn't Li Luo know?

Jun's face darkened, his light brown eyes suddenly became darker, and Li Luo let go of his hands.

The actor Mr. Gululu fell directly onto the bed.

"Dead cook, are you trying to throw me to death on purpose?"

Rolling around on the bed dizzily, Fu Jinghui grabbed the sheets and managed to get up, when he saw Master Chef stretching out his arms to support his side, encircling him completely in his arms.

"Who said the two of us are okay? You announced it unilaterally?" Slowly bent down, his dark brown pupils stared at Fu Jinghui, Li Luo exuded a dangerous aura all over his body:

"Who am I to you? Is it because your body needs recuperation before, and we lack 'communication' too much? I think we need to have a good discussion on who I am!"

The hairs stood on end, and the natural vigilance of the small animal told Fu Jinghui: Li Luo is very dangerous now, run away quickly.

Before he got up and pulled out of the bed, the other party gently pulled his leg and pulled it back, and Fu Jinghui was circled back into Li Luo's arms with a thud.

"'All the water in the garden has been poured into other people's flower pots'? I think it is very necessary for me to let you know which family's flowers I 'water' on weekdays." , Li Luo directly bit down on the heartless little thing in his arms.

pain--

Fu Jinghui felt his lips were bitten off.

It was a very tender kiss.

Very powerful, very domineering, and very... lonely.

The clenched teeth were forcefully knocked open by the tongue, and they visited every tooth with the momentum of sweeping away thousands of troops, and the faint smell of blood spread out in the mouth little by little.It was a bit jerky at first, but after feeling Fu Jinghui's slight hesitation, he immediately drove in unceremoniously, and then aroused the other party's wetness~~wetting.

Well, I really shouldn't have taught the bastard how to kiss in the first place.

In the daze of being kissed, Fu Jinghui only thought of this in the last sliver of clarity.

30 years in Hedong, 30 years in Hexi.

Back then, the cook was so jerky even with kisses. Based on the professionalism of an actor, Fu Jinghui accepted this apprentice, and then——

Taught the apprentice, exhausted the master, the old saying is true.

Before the last shirt left the body, Fu Jinghui's tearful resentment.

This time Li Luo seemed to be irritated by Fu Jinghui's words of breaking up, but he tossed him vigorously.Although he restrained himself and didn't really hurt Fu Jinghui, he suffered a lot for the guy who didn't even walk a few steps since he was injured.

Of course, from a certain point of view, it cannot be regarded as suffering.

Every inch of bone seems to have been dismantled and reassembled, and blossoming red plums were printed in the entanglement of body temperature.Human beings' most primitive way of communication is unhindered and intimate, and each other's breath is close and audible.The kind of pleasure that goes deep into the bone marrow is a paradise beyond what all addicts can describe.

The moon rose and set, and all Fu Jinghui remembered from the beginning to the end were the extreme peaks that seemed to be crashing like waves, and the wet marks on the sheets under his body that became more and more obvious.

Now, not only are the flowers in the garden at home watered, but they are thoroughly watered.

Fu Jinghui felt that if he died young, he must have been flooded to death...

It was a dark sleep.

When he woke up, he could see that it was already evening from the light that came in dimly through the curtains.

Like a classic car that has been in disrepair for a long time, you can almost hear the bones cracking when you move it.Fu Jinghui raised his arm, but he didn't raise it in a daze, and let it hang down softly, touching a piece of warm chest.

"Are you awake?" A hoarse voice sounded, and the other party looked at Fu Jinghui's still-awake face: "Have you calmed down a bit?"

Fuck it!This is not to help Fu Jinghui calm down, it is to help Chef Li to calm down, right?

"I love you."

Fu Jinghui puffed up his face, and suddenly heard such a sentence floating in his ears softly.

In an instant, Fu Jinghui's eyes were filled with brilliance, as if a hundred flowers were in full bloom.

———————————————The author of the code word update still has something to say about the dog abuse festival————————

Tonight's content is a Valentine's Day gift for everyone. Happy Dog Abuse Day everyone!

The fox is very obedient and has an update, don't you think about giving the fox some love?

In view of the river crab period, today is the Qingshui version, the full version of the couple's "reconciliation" process, how is the fox dealing with it ╭(╯^╰)╮, it's too dirty and it doesn't fit the style of my generation of small fresh (?) foxes~ ~

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"From now on, we are finished!"

Accompanied by Mr. Actor King's furious declaration of breaking up, it was Ah San who was unfortunately hooked by a thorn rose and rolled to Fu Jinghui's side.

Looking at the companion who turned into a parabola from a distance, I'm sure, I heard the other party scold mother in the wind howling on the rooftop...

——What the hell is bad luck!

Simply a disaster!

The quarrel between you young couple is a quarrel, why do you have to add your own role to yourself?

Seeing the spherical object colliding head-on, Li Luo originally wanted to avoid it reflexively, but found that the one thrown by his lover as a weapon was his own family.

Thankfully, Master Chef has good eyesight and agility, and he caught the onion in mid-air.

Looking at the hand, Ah San was so frightened by the accident that she shook it twice in the chef's hand and fainted.

He wanted to wake Ah San up, but Li Luo saw his little ancestor get off the rooftop without looking back.

"What are you still doing in a daze? Ah Luo, why don't you hurry up and chase after me! My stepmother is going to leave if you get stupid again!"

Gu Lulu rushed over to check on his friend's injuries, but saw that his master chef was still standing there at this time, so he couldn't help but educate the other party: "Ah San, I can't see anything serious, you want to take root on the rooftop, Do you want to be a bachelor for the rest of your life, so that Fu Jinghui will never talk to you again?"

Hearing the words "Fu Jinghui won't talk to you anymore", Li Luo came back to his senses, hurriedly handed Ah San to Momo, and chased him out along the stairs.

In the hall, the cookies on the coffee table have been eaten by Meng Yan.

The tea in the teapot has also been poured out.

Seeing Neil's blue eyes looking over, the agent's old face blushed: "Haha, I was so engrossed in the chat that I didn't even notice that the snacks were gone. Mr. Li's cooking is too little, I have to tell him Increase the amount next time hahaha..."

"...My senior brother made five servings."

Seeing the appetite of the woman across the way, Neil, who has always believed in the five-percent full diet principle, twitched the corners of his eyes.

"That's...that's..." Just as he wanted to restore his image in front of the handsome guy, Meng Tian saw his artist rush into the hall with the expression of being owed 800 million.

"What's the matter? Who made you angry again?"

Smoothly shifting the topic from dim sum, the agent lady stared at Fu Jinghui with great curiosity: "Mr. Li said before that he was going to water the flowers on the roof, didn't you guys come down together?"

It's okay not to mention Li Luo, but when Meng Tian mentioned it, Mr. Yingdi only felt pain in his heart, liver, spleen and lungs, and said with a pun:

"Watering the flowers? What kind of flowers did he water? All the water in the garden has been poured into other people's flower pots!"

He opened the bedroom he lived in, and after just 30 seconds, Fu Jinghui came out with the suitcase.

"What are you doing?" Meng Tian was a little dazed.

"What do you do? Didn't I book a hotel suite before? I'm going to live there now! You drive me there, immediately, immediately!" Fu Jinghui pointed at his agent's bewildered face while tugging the lever in a hurry :

"What expression do you have, hurry up and go with me!"

"—Don't go!"

After finally rushing over, Li Luo heard Fu Jinghui's words as soon as he entered the room, and shouted out in desperation.

"Why are you not allowed to leave?"

Fu Jinghui was also angry, threw the suitcase to Meng Tian, ​​and said angrily to Li Luo:

"I ate your food for a few days and slept in your house for a few days, and I will pay for it! Do you still want to detain me and restrict my personal freedom?"

The manager lady who was hit by a suitcase out of thin air and almost vomited blood:

Can you two have a good talk and stop throwing things?The old lady was about to be hit and bleeding internally...

"Fu Jinghui, can you calm down and talk properly, can speaking angry now solve the problem?" Choked by the other party's words, the chef tried to reason with his lover.

It's a pity that when quarreling, reasoning and so on are often the most insignificant things.

"What do you mean Li? Who are you asking to calm down? Let me tell you, I am very calm now, very calm! Every word I say now has been carefully thought out. You never see each other——

You bastard named Li!put me down! ! "

Fu Jinghui was uttering harsh words, and his aura was so domineering that he was reaching the critical point. The other party directly carried him on his back without saying a word.

"What do you want to do? Do you still want to throw me down from upstairs, so that you can stay out of sight and out of mind, and never have any future troubles..."

Being picked up by the other party like a tree stump, Fu Jinghui's head was turned downward, and he felt that all the blood was converging to the top of his head. His originally sluggish thoughts were completely confused, and he just wanted to teach this bastard cook a good lesson. pause.

"He drank too much, and he was a little stimulated just now, and he is not sober. I just need to have a clear talk with him."

Carrying the "human-shaped tree stump" on his back with a calm face, he nodded to the dumbfounded Meng Tian. The chef took his lover into his hands, walked straight into the bedroom, and slammed the door behind him with a "kuang--".

"When did Fu Jinghui drink the wine?" Shocked by the sound of closing the door, the agent lady asked Neil beside her in a daze.

The man didn't answer, but looked at the door of Li Luo's bedroom, with a rare gloomy look in his eyes.

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"From now on, we are finished!"

Accompanied by Mr. Actor King's furious declaration of breaking up, it was Ah San who was unfortunately hooked by a thorn rose and rolled to Fu Jinghui's side.

Looking at the companion who turned into a parabola from a distance, I'm sure, I heard the other party scold mother in the wind howling on the rooftop...

——What the hell is bad luck!

Simply a disaster!

The quarrel between you young couple is a quarrel, why do you have to add your own role to yourself?

Seeing the spherical object colliding head-on, Li Luo originally wanted to avoid it reflexively, but found that the one thrown by his lover as a weapon was his own family.

Thankfully, Master Chef has good eyesight and agility, and he caught the onion in mid-air.

Looking at the hand, Ah San was so frightened by the accident that she shook it twice in the chef's hand and fainted.

He wanted to wake Ah San up, but Li Luo saw his little ancestor get off the rooftop without looking back.

"What are you still doing in a daze? Ah Luo, why don't you hurry up and chase after me! My stepmother is going to leave if you get stupid again!"

Gu Lulu rushed over to check on his friend's injuries, but saw that his master chef was still standing there at this time, so he couldn't help but educate the other party: "Ah San, I can't see anything serious, you want to take root on the rooftop, Do you want to be a bachelor for the rest of your life, so that Fu Jinghui will never talk to you again?"

Hearing the words "Fu Jinghui won't talk to you anymore", Li Luo came back to his senses, hurriedly handed Ah San to Momo, and chased him out along the stairs.

In the hall, the cookies on the coffee table have been eaten by Meng Yan.

The tea in the teapot has also been poured out.

Seeing Neil's blue eyes looking over, the agent's old face blushed: "Haha, I was so engrossed in the chat that I didn't even notice that the snacks were gone. Mr. Li's cooking is too little, I have to tell him Increase the amount next time hahaha..."

"...My senior brother made five servings."

Seeing the appetite of the woman across the way, Neil, who has always believed in the five-percent full diet principle, twitched the corners of his eyes.

"That's...that's..." Just as he wanted to restore his image in front of the handsome guy, Meng Tian saw his artist rush into the hall with the expression of being owed 800 million.

"What's the matter? Who made you angry again?"

Smoothly shifting the topic from dim sum, the agent lady stared at Fu Jinghui with great curiosity: "Mr. Li said before that he was going to water the flowers on the roof, didn't you guys come down together?"

It's okay not to mention Li Luo, but when Meng Tian mentioned it, Mr. Yingdi only felt pain in his heart, liver, spleen and lungs, and said with a pun:

"Watering the flowers? What kind of flowers did he water? All the water in the garden has been poured into other people's flower pots!"

He opened the bedroom he lived in, and after just 30 seconds, Fu Jinghui came out with the suitcase.

"What are you doing?" Meng Tian was a little dazed.

"What do you do? Didn't I book a hotel suite before? I'm going to live there now! You drive me there, immediately, immediately!" Fu Jinghui pointed at his agent's bewildered face while tugging the lever in a hurry :

"What expression do you have, hurry up and go with me!"

"—Don't go!"

After finally rushing over, Li Luo heard Fu Jinghui's words as soon as he entered the room, and shouted out in desperation.

"Why are you not allowed to leave?"

Fu Jinghui was also angry, threw the suitcase to Meng Tian, ​​and said angrily to Li Luo:

"I ate your food for a few days and slept in your house for a few days, and I will pay for it! Do you still want to detain me and restrict my personal freedom?"

The manager lady who was hit by a suitcase out of thin air and almost vomited blood:

Can you two have a good talk and stop throwing things?The old lady was about to be hit and bleeding internally...

"Fu Jinghui, can you calm down and talk properly, can speaking angry now solve the problem?" Choked by the other party's words, the chef tried to reason with his lover.

It's a pity that when quarreling, reasoning and so on are often the most insignificant things.

"What do you mean Li? Who are you asking to calm down? Let me tell you, I am very calm now, very calm! Every word I say now has been carefully thought out. You never see each other——

You bastard named Li!put me down! ! "

Fu Jinghui was uttering harsh words, and his aura was so domineering that he was reaching the critical point. The other party directly carried him on his back without saying a word.

"What do you want to do? Do you still want to throw me down from upstairs, so that you can stay out of sight and out of mind, and never have any future troubles..."

Being picked up by the other party like a tree stump, Fu Jinghui's head was turned downwards, and he felt that all the blood was converging towards the top of his head.