Not married to the actor after rebirth

Everyone wears thick clothes in winter, Pei Wangsheng is different, he is not afraid of the cold, a simple shirt, sweater jacket, has both style and temperature.

Pei Wangsheng's sweater is made of rabbit fur, a thin layer, it feels good on the face, and has the fragrance of radish, but the pectoral muscles are a bit hard, barely rated 4.5 stars.

Although it was not the first time for Qin Jue to weld his face to Pei Huangsheng's chest and even kiss his mole, but when he looked up and saw the younger version of Pei Huangsheng, he still felt a little itchy.

It was rare for him not to put away his emotions, his eyes were slightly closed, and those unclear feelings disappeared in the blink of an eye, leaving only a playful smile: "Teacher Pei, be steady."

The camera brother is always a god-like existence. He flew down as light as a swallow while carrying the equipment, and asked concerned: "Are you all right? Did you sprain your ankle?"

The director's voice also came from the other end of the walkie-talkie: "Xiao Qin, if you get injured, come back first, and just make up for the camera."

"Haha, it's all right, it's just a slip. Didn't Teacher Pei catch me?" Qin Jue waved to the camera to greet him, and jumped up and down a few times, "It's really all right, there's a puddle there I didn't notice."

Qin Jue is not a big name, the director naturally expressed his concern and asked him to pay attention to safety because he had all big names under his hands.

The two took the time to pick off the chili peppers and put them in the bag Qin Jue brought out. The smell was so strong that they couldn't be carried around in their clothes.

Pei Wangsheng also saw that the bag was a garbage bag, and he hesitated to speak.

"Don't worry, it's clean." Qin Jue weighed the second clump of peppers, "Do you think they can eat spicy food?"

"Uncle Yuan likes spicy food." Those three old actors went to Pei Wangsheng's house as guests, and this is the only person who would always find time to go to their house for a meal in winter, so Pei Wangsheng speculated.

"That's it, then pick some more. If you really can't finish eating, you can take it back."

Pei Huangsheng: "..."

"Hey, what, the chili sauce I made tastes alright, so it can't be cheap for the program group."

The cameraman at the side laughed: "It's okay if you can't finish eating, we still have so many mouths backstage."

"It's not enough to bald the peppers here." Qin Jue joked with a smile, but the tone of refusal in his words did not sound uncomfortable.

After picking half a bag of peppers, I met some cabbages on the way back.This thing is also called lotus white, with a few dark leaves open outside, and a bunch of vegetable balls wrapped in the middle, it looks like a lotus flower that is half in full bloom and half in bud.

"Pfft." Qin Jue patted the vegetable bud, and picked up the dark green leaf with his index finger, "Do you think this looks like Snow White's stepmother?"

The big cameraman was taken aback for a moment, and immediately turned the camera to Pei Wangsheng, but unfortunately only the calm and unconfused face was photographed.

"Look at this leaf, doesn't it look like the collar of Snow White's stepmother's cloak? It's just that the color is not right." Qin Jue could imagine Pei Wangsheng's expression, he was carrying the cabbage leaf with seriousness, "Here, this It's a well-wrapped turban."

The camera turned around and caught him pointing at the edge of the open leaf on the top of the cabbage: "This is the crown."

It was clear that no one cared what Snow White's stepmother looked like, but at this moment, she really felt that she had such a two-point impression.

The director asked to re-shoot the section just now, and there were two sentences that were not cut, so Qin Jue demonstrated it again, and then skillfully peeled off a few old leaves, and peeled off the cabbage buds with a click.

Like shrimp and pig heart.

Pei Huangsheng inexplicably remembered this word that has become popular recently, and couldn't help but smile without straining his expression.The photographer happened to capture this scene. I will definitely add chicken legs to dinner tonight. I am very happy!

Picked three cabbages, the wilderness is already extremely rich, in the past some guests might not be able to find so much to eat on the first day, and they all ate raw rice with soy sauce in the end.

On the way back, Qin Jue seemed to hear something and stopped suddenly.

"what happened?"

Before the two of them could react, they saw Qin Jue suddenly jump off the field ridge, and then heard a scream——

The scream came not from Qin Jue, but from a... chicken.

The real one, the flying one.

chicken.

And it was a fighting chicken that crossed the half-meter-high field ridge and flew directly to the face of the [-]-year-old Pei Wangsheng.

It was too late to say it, but the photographer was one of the best, and he slapped the chicken back. The chicken lost its head and was quickly caught by Qin Jue.

"Come on, I'll make a magic trick for you." Qin Jue greeted Pei Wangsheng with a smile, and the cameraman even thought about this embarrassing scene, who would have expected that the cold-faced Yingying Pei would actually jump down with him.

"What are you doing standing up, squat over here." Qin Jue was thinking about something, and greeted lavishly.

When the cameraman heard this, he was sweating. With this casual tone, he really regarded himself as a senior.

Pei Huangsheng squatted down obediently, not only didn't feel that Qin Jue's attitude made people uncomfortable, but on the contrary, he was a little...close?

The water in this circle is deep, and he has known since he was a child that Pei's father was worried that he would be swallowed to the bone, and the psychology lectures given during prenatal education, and the hidden disdain under those fawning faces, he has always seen clearly. alone...

This person looked at him with a kind of strong and clear love like old wine.

He had only seen that look when his parents looked at each other.

Pei Huangsheng once felt that he was acting affectionate. After all, they didn't know each other very well, but their eyes would always collide. At that time, Qin Jue would always put a smile on his eyes, as if saying:

"I got you."

His heart beat for him more than once, the itchy and crispy feeling was a bit sick, but it made him very addicted.

Pei Huangsheng squatted obediently in front of Qin Jue, watching the plain hands twist the chicken's neck and stuff it under the chicken wings, and the chicken didn't move as if it was dead.

"How is it?" Qin Jue looked at him as if asking for credit, and there seemed to be morning stars twinkling in his eyes, with a hazy light.

Pei Huangsheng's heart beat violently again, he tensed up and smiled back at Qin Jue.

"Great."

Qin Jue: "..."

Can this person have a little bit of self-consciousness that he is an arsonist!

The cameraman was dedicated to his job and took a burst of snapping shots, which interrupted the slightly warmer atmosphere between the two.

"Okay, let's stop playing. If we go back later, everyone will be hungry and faint." Qin Jue skillfully grasped the chicken wing root and stood up. He was a little dizzy after squatting for a long time, and leaned against a certain hot chest in a daze On the ground, the heartbeat there was stronger and faster than his.

It turned out that I wasn't the only one who was tempted.

Thinking about it, he secretly blew into Pei Fansheng's ear: "Thank you."

The wind in this winter seems a bit hot.

To be continued.