The villain's cannon fodder washes his whiteness by love variety show

In the evening, Chen Yuan and Qin Miaomiao came back first. As soon as they entered, they saw Qu Mu lying on the sofa in the living room dying.Chen Yuan walked over quietly and directly pinched Qu Mu's nose.

"What are you doing!" Qu Mu woke up startled, turned his head with all his might, and squinted his eyes in dissatisfaction.

"Let's see if your nose is original." Chen Yuan dodged Qu Mu's eye attack with a playful smile, but he didn't expect Qu Mu to grow up like that and never touch a knife.

Qu Mu rolled up his sleeves, and said casually: "Why, do AI robots want to find their own kind after feeling homesick?"

"Qu Mu!" Chen Yuan left the table angrily, afraid of being caught by Qu Mu, who had just repaired her high nose with 20 yuan.

Qu Mu stretched his waist and looked at Ji Ping and Qin Miaomiao in the kitchen. They were silently busy in the kitchen. Of course, Qin Miaomiao was busy most of the time.

Qin Miaomiao stood beside Ji Ping, her cheeks were flushed, and she asked timidly, "I'm cooking with Chen Yuan tonight, what would Mr. Ji want to eat?"

Ji Ping put down his coffee and raised his eyes to look at Qu Mu, but Qu Mu blinked and his head slowly slipped off the sofa. He really couldn't do anything to disturb the marriage.

"The fish Qu Mu made was delicious that day, but I don't remember what it was called."

"Fish?" Qin Miaomiao didn't think about it, and looked at Qu Mu who was studying hard in the living room, "Qu Mu, what kind of fish did you cook last time?"

Qu Mu raised his head and closed the data set: "Squirrel mandarin fish, you can search online, it's easy to do."

"You are really good. You can make Mr. Ji like any dish you make." Qin Miaomiao opened the tablet and searched for recipes, but his eyes lingered on Ji Ping for a long time, "I am not good at it, and I have never done housework since I was a child. "

Um?Qu Mu put away the data set, and turned his ears slightly towards the kitchen.

Qin Miaomiao didn't stop talking, she blinked her big eyes and stared at Ji Ping: "By the way, Mr. Ji and Qu Mu are partners, right? Wouldn't Qu Mu be unhappy if you help me cook?"

It's actually a standard sentence pattern for green tea!Qu Mu became interested in an instant, got up eagerly and walked to the kitchen: "Miaomiao..."

"I'm not very good at cooking, so I won't cause you any trouble." Ji Ping washed his hands, stepped on his long legs, and exited the Shura field without loving anyone, "Use your tablet, don't return it to me, it's the program crew of."

Qin Miaomiao's cheeks turned even redder, and her almond eyes filled with water instantly. Qu Mu couldn't see anyone crying, so he took out a few pieces of kitchen paper and gave it to Qin Miaomiao: "Don't be angry, Ji Ping is just like that."

"Hmph!" Unexpectedly, hearing this sentence, Qin Miaomiao became even more angry, grabbed the tissue in Qu Mu's hand and threw it on the ground, then turned and went back upstairs.

What did I do to me, I didn't even recommend her to read a few books on The Way of Speaking?Qu Mu thought to himself, and directly picked up the data set and went upstairs to find the culprit.

"He's crying like pear blossoms with rain, you can lie comfortably here." As soon as Qu Mu opened the door, Ji Ping half-lyed on the tatami mat and closed his eyes to rest his mind.

Ji Ping moved the book away from his face, and laughed twice.

His voice was very low, and when he smiled, he seemed to be gently scratching someone. Qu Mu felt terrified, and threw the data set to Ji Ping.

Ji Ping spread out the information set, and made a lot of notes on it, most of which were written by Qu Mu for coherence and easy memorization: "Have you memorized everything?"

"Of course!" Qu Mu was quite confident.

In the evening, the results of the questionnaire were announced. The other two pairs ranked first and second with scores of 90 and 80 points, while Qu Mu and Ji Ping only scored 10 points.

"Didn't you say you have memorized everything?"

"What can I do if the questioner is not a human being? Do these ten questions have anything to do with the data set?"

Qu Mu looked at the director angrily, and sure enough, the guy showed a sly smile.

The contents of their questionnaires are very bad. For example, the first question is whether Ji Ping washes up first in the morning or opens the windows to ventilate first.

"Director, how can I find out about this kind of topic?" Qu Mu was strongly dissatisfied, and turned his head to vent his anger on Ji Ping, "Why do you open the window to ventilate in the morning?"

"The air conditioner is too dry after being turned on all night. It must be ventilated." Ji Ping raised his forehead and pointed to the second question. The last thing I did before was to wash up and not play with my phone?"

Qu Mu was speechless, he just didn't like sleeping with his mobile phone by his side recently, mainly because there were more and more debt collection calls.

The two accused each other and looked at each other.The director team took out two tents in anticipation of the show: "You two can start pitching tents first, it's still very cold outside."

Setting up a tent is a very laborious task. The two tents lie flat on the ground, lonely and lonely.

Ji Ping opened the instruction manual and began to look at the method of setting up the tent, but Qu Mu was a man of action, so he took the tent out of the bag first.

The simple tent can be set up as long as it is stretched out. Qin Miaomiao stood at the door and looked around, brought Qu Mu close to Ji Ping, and rushed out: "Want to help?!"

Just as Qu Mu was about to shake her head, Qin Miaomiao grabbed the base of the tent with her hands. For some reason, she was about to open the tent when she heard a "click"——

One of the legs of the tent was broken.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it, don't hit me!" Qin Miaomiao retreated behind Ji Ping, who knew that instead of covering her, Ji Ping stood outside calmly to make room for Qu Mu.

"I never hit anyone. You mistook me for someone else." Qu Mu gave Qin Miaomiao a blank look, and threw the abandoned tent aside, "Since you want to help, I will trouble you next time."

Qin Miaomiao stared at Qu Mu dumbfounded: "Aren't you with me?"

Qu Mu sat on the stone bench in the yard with a smile: "I believe you can do it. Although you don't do housework, you should have good survival skills in the wild, otherwise why would you suddenly rush out—"

He tilted his head imitating Qin Miaomiao's way. Qin Miaomiao's action can be said to be innocent and harmless, but when Qu Mu did it, his slender phoenix eyes slightly narrowed, which was even more tempting, "Help me?"

Qin Miaomiao gasped, turned her head to win Ji Ping's sympathy, and found that Ji Ping was staring at Qu Mu very dissatisfied.

"Mr. Ji!" Qin Miaomiao felt a glimmer of hope.

"Qu Mu, there's only one tent left, it can't be broken anymore." Ji Ping reached out and took out another tent steadily, "Come here and set it up."

Qu Mu curled his lips and had to keep up. Qin Miaomiao happily squatted beside them and watched. When Ji Ping threw the two sleeping bags into the tent, he realized something was wrong: "Why are there two sleeping bags in one tent?!"

This girl is so stupid.Qu Mu lowered his head and glanced at the director team. The journey was far away and he couldn't buy a third tent for the time being. In order to complete the punishment, he could only make do with Ji Ping for one night.

"Because there is no third tent." Qu Mu helped the cameraman put the GoPro into the tent, and put a layer of cushions inside, laying comfortably on it and beckoning to Ji Ping, "Come in, or the cold wind will blow." It's about to blow in."

He lifted the fabric of the tent and looked at Qin Miaomiao, who was trembling and blushing: "What else do you need us to do?"

Qin Miaomiao turned around and ran away, only to hear Chen Yuan screaming inside: "Qin Miaomiao, what are you doing! My coffee has been spilled!"

Calm returned to the yard.

Looking back, Ji Ping saw Qu Mu's smiling expression after he succeeded, and leaned into the tent: "You are really bad enough."

Qu Mu nuzzled: "It's okay to like someone and work hard for it, but it's not good to be careful. I'm teaching her the principles of life, so don't be too green."

But seeing Ji Ping open the sleeping bag naturally, Qu Mu suddenly turned pale with shock: "You really want to squeeze into a tent with me?"

"Or else?" Ji Ping was very calm, "There are no other tents here, so we must abide by the rules of the game."

The two big men sat in the small tent, and the awkward atmosphere spread to Qu Mu's scalp. He pursed his lips and stared into Ji Ping's deep eyes, but the other party suddenly reached out and hooked Qu Mu's thin earlobe.

Qu Mu stepped back abruptly: "What are you doing?" He pinched his earlobe, his eyes full of tension and confusion.

Ji Ping rubbed his fingers, his eyes were so sharp that he seemed to be staring at the residual temperature on his fingers: "So you also have a mole on your earlobe."

It turns out that the dull narrow room will give people the feeling of palpitations.

Qu Mu unconsciously touched the earlobe, and the more he rubbed it, the redder it became. In the end, the whole ear turned pink like a fever.

"No wonder you have so many peach blossoms." Qu Mu sarcasticly mocked Ji Ping, "Don't flirt with me personally, the score is clear..."

He saw the book Ji Ping brought in, that "I am a dog", on the yellowed pages of the book was marked with a light green marker: "I kiss the mole on his earlobe, and use my tongue Feel his color."

"What's the point?" Ji Ping looked inquiringly.

Qu Mu swallowed: "Distinguish people."

Ji Ping's hand brushed over Qu Mu's hair, and there was a pleasant smell of shower gel on his body. Qu Mu couldn't help but think that he used the same brand of shower gel last night. At this moment, they smell the same. .

"Crack." The GoPro's switch lit up. It turned out that Qu Mu just helped to set up the stabilizer and did not turn it on.

Ji Ping put the book in front of the sleeping bag, with a slight smile on his lips: "GoPro is not turned on, the director almost rushed in."

Let him rush in, at least it can alleviate the embarrassing atmosphere, after all, he caused the current situation, Qu Mu thought secretly.

The sudden episode made Qu Mu temporarily calm down. He didn't like his turbulent appearance just now, so he simply put on the hood and tied it tightly with his back to Ji Ping.

If he turned around at this moment, he would find that Ji Ping's pair of water-like calm eyes were shining with fiery gaze.

"Shua la." It was the sound of someone pulling the zipper of the tent outside.

"Who?"

"Who?"

Qu Mu and Ji Ping blurted out at the same time.

Appearing in front of them was Guan Luo in a suit and leather shoes. He smiled softly: "The program team just bought a new tent, so you don't have to huddle together."

The author has something to say:

small theater:

Qu Mu: It's okay, it's okay, you don't need to be in the same room with this guy.

Ji Ping: I feel that the new agent is not very good either.

Let me know that tomorrow's update time will be about nine o'clock in the evening~