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

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The actor Mr. King has been quite melancholy for the past two days.

His elder brother's training content for him has risen from equipment arming to physical exercise.

Zhama step, leg press, boxing...God knows why he is a gentlemanly actor, why is he training more and more like a tough guy?

Every day before dawn, he was picked up and slipped out of the bed, and then he boxed in the garden, and his elder brother was the partner for training.Although this training content is the dream of many Fuyangyan admirers, the bitterness in Fu Jinghui's heart is still flowing into his stomach. a member of...

He suddenly began to miss the days when he lived with Li Luo: at least sleep until he woke up normally every day, and eat three meals before the bed.The day when he is fed like a pig is his ideal life!

"Please hurry up and persuade my brother to let me go. Chu Han has already sent someone to take care of my safety. Brother, he doesn't have to be so nervous." The whole person is like a pancake, spread out on the sofa, the film king The husband has just finished exercising, the T-shirt on his body is still full of sweat, his bangs are wet and stuck to his forehead, and he complains to his manager with a bitter face.

Wearing a long green dress, the manager lady was sitting across from the sofa. Hearing this, she just took a sip of coffee and replied vaguely: "I will mention it to him, but you also know that he doesn't get along with Chu Han. Hearing that it was someone sent by Chu Han, he immediately drove him out of the villa."

His voice was an octave lower than usual, and even his sitting posture was extremely upright.

"How do I feel that your state is not quite right these two days?"

Frightened by Meng Tiansi's gentle sip of coffee and wearing a long skirt, Fu Jinghui shivered subconsciously: "By the way, I've known you for so long, and I seem to have seen you like this twice. Adding this time today, the last time was three years ago?"

Hearing this, Meng Tian uncomfortably straightened the corners of his skirt on the sofa, pretending that he didn't understand what the other party said.

Fu Jinghui still seriously recalled in his mind: "Three years ago, when you were dressed so abnormally, my brother just came back from Bangkok and praised you for looking good in a long skirt... Tsk tsk, by the way, my brother was the first The one who praised you for looking good in a skirt, right? Didn’t you wear a skirt today because—”

"Hey, what are you going to do with that door god?"

The corner of the mouth of Nunu who was standing outside the gate, the agent lady decisively changed the subject.

When Mr. Film King heard this, his face immediately collapsed, he forgot what he wanted to talk about, turned over on the sofa, Fu Jinghui turned his face into the sofa, and said in a muffled voice, "I don't know!"

For a week, Li Luo insisted on serving the dishes he had prepared on the steps of Fu Jinghui's house at noon every day.

In the traditional virtues of the Chinese nation, if you want to say what is most likely to be accepted by a wooden head, it is probably "persistence".

Although Fu Jinghui often classifies "persistence" and "stalking" as synonyms, it can't stop Mr. Chef's determination to salvage the relationship between the two.

In the first three days, every day the dishes cooked by the master chef would be directly thrown into the trash can by the big brother of the Fu family, and then Li Luo who delivered the food would be kicked out.

Until Fu Jinghui euphemistically reminded his elder brother that although Li Luo was a little annoying before, his cooking skills were recognized as good, so the elder brother of the Fu family who firmly believed that "waste is shameful" really listened to his younger brother's suggestion—— Every day the food was taken away, people still drove away.

The heart of being kicked out was broken, and the master chef said: I feel bitter and have nothing to say.

"If I were the big brother of the Fu family, I wouldn't be willing to let this guy in."

Under the outer wall of the villa, Ah San didn't have any sympathy for the self-indulgent guy in front of him: "Any parent who sees Director Chen and you will be more inclined to each other, right? You said you, it's nothing to do with Fu Jinghui. Advantages, now that the big brother of the Fu family is here, there is no hope - he is full of praise for Chen Yelin, and he will become Baogong when he sees you."

The only military adviser in the family turned his back on him and went to support his rival in love. The head chef felt a little stuffy in his chest: "Anyway, we are a family, can't you give me an idea?"

In the end, he was still soft-hearted, and secretly gave Li Luo a trick.

"Is this... can it really work?"

The little tomato leaned against Li Luo's ear and murmured. After hearing this, the chef was very surprised: "If this trick is really used, then what should I do if Fu Jinghui and Big Brother completely despise me?"

Seeing that he still had time to dislike him, Ah San, who originally hid in front, snorted coldly:

"Anyway, you're already in such a miserable situation. At worst, when you start training again, it won't be more unacceptable than it is now. For example, those two are engaged..."

"I-absolutely-yes-no-would-let-Chen-ye-lin-have-the-chance-will-!" Hearing that the love rival was so favored by everyone, Li Luo Gritting teeth:

"Okay, I'll do as you say!"

Fu Jinghui has not been in a good mood these two days.

Li Luo suddenly stopped serving the originally fixed lunch.

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The actor Mr. King has been quite melancholy for the past two days.

His elder brother's training content for him has risen from equipment arming to physical exercise.

Zhama step, leg press, boxing...God knows why he is a gentlemanly actor, why is he training more and more like a tough guy?

Every day before dawn, he was picked up and slipped out of the bed, and then he boxed in the garden, and his elder brother was the partner for training.Although this training content is the dream of many Fuyangyan admirers, the bitterness in Fu Jinghui's heart is still flowing into his stomach. a member of...

He suddenly began to miss the days when he lived with Li Luo: at least sleep until he woke up normally every day, and eat three meals before the bed.The day when he is fed like a pig is his ideal life!

"Please hurry up and persuade my brother to let me go. Chu Han has already sent someone to take care of my safety. Brother, he doesn't have to be so nervous." The whole person is like a pancake, spread out on the sofa, the film king The husband has just finished exercising, the T-shirt on his body is still full of sweat, his bangs are wet and stuck to his forehead, and he complains to his manager with a bitter face.

Wearing a long green dress, the manager lady was sitting across from the sofa. Hearing this, she just took a sip of coffee and replied vaguely: "I will mention it to him, but you also know that he doesn't get along with Chu Han. Hearing that it was someone sent by Chu Han, he immediately drove him out of the villa."

His voice was an octave lower than usual, and even his sitting posture was extremely upright.

"How do I feel that your state is not quite right these two days?"

Frightened by Meng Tiansi's gentle sip of coffee and wearing a long skirt, Fu Jinghui shivered subconsciously: "By the way, I've known you for so long, and I seem to have seen you like this twice. Adding this time today, the last time was three years ago?"

Hearing this, Meng Tian uncomfortably straightened the corners of his skirt on the sofa, pretending that he didn't understand what the other party said.

Fu Jinghui still seriously recalled in his mind: "Three years ago, when you were dressed so abnormally, my brother just came back from Bangkok and praised you for looking good in a long skirt... Tsk tsk, by the way, my brother was the first The one who praised you for looking good in a skirt, right? Didn’t you wear a skirt today because—”

"Hey, what are you going to do with that door god?"

The corner of the mouth of Nunu who was standing outside the gate, the agent lady decisively changed the subject.

When Mr. Film King heard this, his face immediately collapsed, he forgot what he wanted to talk about, turned over on the sofa, Fu Jinghui turned his face into the sofa, and said in a muffled voice, "I don't know!"

For a week, Li Luo insisted on serving the dishes he had prepared on the steps of Fu Jinghui's house at noon every day.

In the traditional virtues of the Chinese nation, if you want to say what is most likely to be accepted by a wooden head, it is probably "persistence".

Although Fu Jinghui often classifies "persistence" and "stalking" as synonyms, it can't stop Mr. Chef's determination to salvage the relationship between the two.

In the first three days, every day the dishes cooked by the master chef would be directly thrown into the trash can by the big brother of the Fu family, and then Li Luo who delivered the food would be kicked out.

Until Fu Jinghui euphemistically reminded his elder brother that although Li Luo was a little annoying before, his cooking skills were recognized as good, so the elder brother of the Fu family who firmly believed that "waste is shameful" really listened to his younger brother's suggestion—— Every day the food was taken away, people still drove away.

The heart of being kicked out was broken, and the master chef said: I feel bitter and have nothing to say.

"If I were the big brother of the Fu family, I wouldn't be willing to let this guy in."

Under the outer wall of the villa, Ah San didn't have any sympathy for the self-indulgent guy in front of him: "Any parent who sees Director Chen and you will be more inclined to each other, right? You said you, it's nothing to do with Fu Jinghui. Advantages, now that the big brother of the Fu family is here, there is no hope - he is full of praise for Chen Yelin, and he will become Baogong when he sees you."

The only military adviser in the family turned his back on him and went to support his rival in love. The head chef felt a little stuffy in his chest: "Anyway, we are a family, can't you give me an idea?"

In the end, he was still soft-hearted, and secretly gave Li Luo a trick.

"Is this... can it really work?"

The little tomato leaned against Li Luo's ear and murmured. After hearing this, the chef was very surprised: "If this trick is really used, then what should I do if Fu Jinghui and Big Brother completely despise me?"

Seeing that he still had time to dislike him, Ah San, who originally hid in front, snorted coldly:

"Anyway, you're already in such a miserable situation. At worst, when the time comes to practice again, it won't be more unacceptable than it is now. For example, those two are engaged..."

The author has something to say: Mr. Film King has been quite melancholy for the past two days.

His elder brother's training content for him has risen from equipment arming to physical exercise.

Zhama step, leg press, boxing...God knows why he is a gentlemanly actor, why is he training more and more like a tough guy?

Every day before dawn, he was picked up and slipped out of the bed, and then he boxed in the garden, and his elder brother was the partner for training.Although this training content is the dream of many Fuyangyan admirers, the bitterness in Fu Jinghui's heart is still flowing into his stomach. a member of...

He suddenly began to miss the days when he lived with Li Luo: at least sleep until he woke up normally every day, and eat three meals before the bed.The day when he is fed like a pig is his ideal life!

"Please hurry up and persuade my brother to let me go. Chu Han has already sent someone to take care of my safety. Brother, he doesn't have to be so nervous." The whole person is like a pancake, spread out on the sofa, the film king The husband has just finished exercising, the T-shirt on his body is still full of sweat, his bangs are wet and stuck to his forehead, and he complains to his manager with a bitter face.

Wearing a long green dress, the manager lady was sitting across from the sofa. Hearing this, she just took a sip of coffee and replied vaguely: "I will mention it to him, but you also know that he doesn't get along with Chu Han. Hearing that it was someone sent by Chu Han, he immediately drove him out of the villa."

His voice was an octave lower than usual, and even his sitting posture was extremely upright.

"How do I feel that your state is not quite right these two days?"

Frightened by Meng Tiansi's gentle sip of coffee and wearing a long skirt, Fu Jinghui shivered subconsciously: "By the way, I've known you for so long, and I seem to have seen you like this twice. Adding this time today, the last time was three years ago?"

Hearing this, Meng Tian uncomfortably straightened the corners of his skirt on the sofa, pretending that he didn't understand what the other party said.

Fu Jinghui still seriously recalled in his mind: "Three years ago, when you were dressed so abnormally, my brother just came back from Bangkok and praised you for looking good in a long skirt... Tsk tsk, by the way, my brother was the first The one who praised you for looking good in a skirt, right? Didn’t you wear a skirt today because—”

"Hey, what are you going to do with that door god?"

The corner of the mouth of Nunu who was standing outside the gate, the agent lady decisively changed the subject.

When Mr. Film King heard this, his face immediately collapsed, he forgot what he wanted to talk about, turned over on the sofa, Fu Jinghui turned his face into the sofa, and said in a muffled voice, "I don't know!"

For a week, Li Luo insisted on serving the dishes he had prepared on the steps of Fu Jinghui's house at noon every day.

In the traditional virtues of the Chinese nation, if you want to say what is most likely to be accepted by a wooden head, it is probably "persistence".

Although Fu Jinghui often classifies "persistence" and "stalking" as synonyms, it can't stop Mr. Chef's determination to salvage the relationship between the two.

In the first three days, every day the dishes cooked by the master chef would be directly thrown into the trash can by the big brother of the Fu family, and then Li Luo who delivered the food would be kicked out.

Until Fu Jinghui euphemistically reminded his elder brother that although Li Luo was a little annoying before, his cooking skills were recognized as good, so the elder brother of the Fu family who firmly believed that "waste is shameful" really listened to his younger brother's suggestion—— Every day the food was taken away, people still drove away.

The heart of being kicked out was broken, and the master chef said: I feel bitter and have nothing to say.

"If I were the big brother of the Fu family, I wouldn't be willing to let this guy in."

Under the outer wall of the villa, Ah San didn't have any sympathy for the self-indulgent guy in front of him: "Any parent who sees Director Chen and you will be more inclined to each other, right? You said you, it's nothing to do with Fu Jinghui. Advantages, now that the big brother of the Fu family is here, there is no hope - he is full of praise for Chen Yelin, and he will become Baogong when he sees you."

The only military adviser in the family turned his back on him and went to support his rival in love. The head chef felt a little stuffy in his chest: "Anyway, we are a family, can't you give me an idea?"

In the end, he was still soft-hearted, and secretly gave Li Luo a trick.

"Is this... can it really work?"

The little tomato leaned against Li Luo's ear and murmured. After hearing this, the chef was very surprised: "If this trick is really used, then what should I do if Fu Jinghui and Big Brother completely despise me?"

Seeing that he still had time to dislike him, Ah San, who originally hid in front, snorted coldly:

"Anyway, you've been in such a miserable situation now, the big deal is to start over again, and it won't be more unacceptable than the current one. For example, those two are engaged or something..."

"I-absolutely-yes-no-would-let-Chen-ye-lin-have-the-chance-will-!" Hearing that the love rival was so favored by everyone, Li Luo Gritting teeth:

"Okay, I'll do as you say!"

Fu Jinghui has not been in a good mood these two days.

Li Luo suddenly stopped serving the originally fixed lunch.

I was raised with a mouth, and I was not used to most of the food outside, and the chef didn't show up, so the lunch I was most looking forward to every day was also gone.

There are only two dishes that the eldest brother of the Fu family is good at, one is marinated fresh and the other is boiled shrimp, it would not be a bad idea to compete with Li Luo.

However, no matter how delicious the dish is, eating it for three days in a row is really not enough.

"It must be because your attitude is too fierce, and Li Luo ran away in anger! Now it's over, we have no choice but to order takeaway, anyway, I don't want to eat pickled Duxian and boiled shrimp for ten months!"

Lying on the dining table in the living room, Mr. Film King complained to his elder brother.

His face turned black, Fu Yangyan looked at the brat whose wings were stiff and dared to talk loudly to his elder brother, without saying a word, he directly grabbed Fu Jinghui's ear.

"Oh, it hurts, it hurts..."

"Who is so used to you daring to talk to your elder brother like this?" With a cold face, he pulled his younger brother's face into a spring pancake, and Fu Yangyan narrowed his eyes dangerously: "Do you want to eat vegetables, or do you want to meet people?"

There are.

After making the bet with Neil, he had already thought about it. Apart from that cook, he might not fall in love with anyone else in his life.

But being willing to recognize one's heart clearly and being willing to reconcile with Li Luo are completely different things.The eldest brother can't accept the other party for a day, so naturally he won't make the other party proud so early.

"The boy surnamed Chen said yesterday that he was going to attend a publicity event in other places. You can bear with it these two days. When Chen Yelin comes back, invite him to stay for two days—"

Guest chef in our house.

Fu Jinghui silently wrote down what his elder brother had left to say in his heart.

As a result, because the movie continued to be popular, the number of promotional activities that Director Chen had in other places suddenly doubled, and now he had no time to come back to help the two brothers solve the food problem.

So when Li Luo appeared at the gate of Fu Jinghui's house again, this time the elder brother of Fu family didn't chase him away immediately.

"Hi brother, I want to find Fu Jinghui."

Standing at the gate of the villa, the chef's tone was extraordinarily polite.

"Who is your big brother?"

His eyebrows were erected, and Fu Yangyan became angry when he saw this kid.

"Brother!" Hearing the news and going out, Fu Jinghui was afraid that he would continue to eat takeaway again, so he stopped his elder brother from driving away his parents again.

This is the first time that Li Luo stepped into Fu Jinghui's villa in a month.

"What do you want to tell me?"

Trying to maintain a reserved expression on his face, mixed with a little indifference towards his ex-boyfriend, Mr. Actor tried hard to calculate his facial expression.

"Don't worry, I'll make a dish first, and it's the same when you chat with me while eating."

"You came in just to cook?"

Looking at Li Luo suspiciously, Fu Yangyan didn't believe that Li Luo was so honest.

"I just thought that Fu Jinghui liked the dishes I made before, so I passed by today and wanted to invite him to try again." With a sincere tone, Li Luo was very disturbed when he saw Fu Yangyan's unrelenting face.

"Let me tell you, stay away from our Xiaohui. Don't think there is a little food..." The cannibal has a short mouth, and the big brother of the Fu family can only threaten the other party a little.

"——What do you want to eat?" Li Luo asked naturally before Big Brother Fu's family finished speaking.

Before he could say anything, Fuyangyan saw a furry head protruding from behind him: "—— Beer Duck!"

Rolling up his sleeves, Li Luo really went into the kitchen honestly, and really went to make beer duck for Fu Jinghui.

After the fresh whole duck is cleaned, it is cut into pieces, put into a pot and boiled for a while with ginger slices to remove the blood and fishy smell.

Heat the oil in a dry pan, add the chopped dried chili, ginger, and garlic and stir-fry together.After it has a fragrance, put in the duck meat, pour in a little soy sauce and stir fry.

After searching for a long time in the cabinet of the refrigerator, I found a bottle of beer. The chef poured all the beer into the pot, put a little vinegar to help the duck meat stew, and simmered it slowly for an hour, then added green and red pepper and Salt to taste.

The duck meat is nourishing, the beer is fragrant, the taste is mellow and the meat is delicious after being stewed on a low fire.

loved ones!This kind of talent who cooks different dishes 365 days a year is simply a necessity of life!

Pulling the rice bowl over, Fu Jinghui waved a pair of chopsticks vigorously: "Let me taste it, if the heat is not enough and the meat is not rotten, I will open the fire again."

Momo's suggestion really worked. After letting the two brothers get used to the dishes they cooked, they stopped for a few days, and when they reappeared at the door of Fu Jinghui's house, the other party would naturally not look too ugly in order to be able to taste the delicious food.The master chef looked at Fu Jinghui who was eating happily, and a flash of light flashed in his eyes.

In the living room, the eldest brother of the Fu family couldn't help feeling ashamed when he saw the younger brother so hopeless and completely led by the nose by the delicious food, and silently stretched out his hand to cover his face:

Boy surnamed Chen, if you don't come back, I won't be able to help you!

——————————— The author has something to say about the fox chatting———————

Momo's idea is: Habit is a terrible thing, as long as you can't do without Li Luo's delicious food, Fu Jinghui and Big Brother will naturally not continue not to welcome him~~

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Good night, girls, the fox is going to sleep~~