After wearing a book, he was picked up by his rival movie emperor

Song Linxi was wearing furry pajamas with cat ears again, and only after she finished talking did she realize that Shen Muze was on the phone.

He puffed up his cheeks in embarrassment, and after saying "I'm sorry" with his lips, when he was about to turn around, Shen Muze gently grabbed the cat's ears and dragged him back.

While taking him back, Shen Muze hung up the phone, freeing his hand to take the porcelain bowl in his hand.

"It's cold outside, don't come out."

Song Linxi was dragged back into the room, she pulled off her hat, shook her head, big water droplets came out from her wet hair.

Shen Muze frowned, put down the bowl: "Why don't you dry your hair after washing?"

"I don't want to blow it, I feel uncomfortable..."

Song Linxi scratched his bangs as he spoke. He didn't like blowing his hair, and felt that being baked by the hot wind was an uncomfortable thing.

"No, let's blow dry."

Although Shen Muze didn't blow his hair himself, he knew that the last time Song Linxi had a fever, she slept with her hair wet.

"I don't want to brag, it's okay, brother Shen, you eat this first... ah ah ah..."

Before he finished speaking, the hat behind his neck was carried to the bathroom.

After struggling to no avail, Song Linxi had no choice but to obediently stand in front of the bathroom mirror, letting Shen Muze help him dry his hair.

The water droplets splashed into his eyes, and he closed his eyes a little uncomfortable. Then he felt that the wind speed was a little weaker, and the strength of his hands rubbing his hair was also much lighter.

Fortunately, his hair was not long, and it was dried quickly, exuding the fragrance of shampoo.

"Thank you, Brother Shen."

After the hot wind stopped, Song Linxi finally opened her eyes and rubbed her hair with her hands.Soft and nice to the touch.

After drying, it was refreshing and comfortable. What he didn't like was the process of blowing the hot air up.

Looking in the mirror, Shen Muze hung up the hair dryer, and the collar was still stained with small drops of water from his shaking.

"Brother Shen," Song Linxi, who got a cheap deal, was a little embarrassed, turned around and tugged at Shen Muze's sleeve, and began to be good-looking, "You feel so comfortable blowing your hair. Whoever marries you in the future will be so lucky."

Shen Muze's hand to put the hair dryer was stiff.

"What did you say?"

"It's nothing!" Song Linxi immediately changed her face, "Let's go eat dessert!"

He caught Shen Muze's cold eyes that could kill someone, but thought it was just that Shen Muze didn't want to talk about his love life with others.

The dessert he prepared today is Jiuniang Yuanzi.Soft and glutinous, sweet and warm, wolfberry is added to the aroma of the wine, which is very healthy.

He is now trying to appease Shen Muze's taste buds with other flavors and sweetness every day, and maybe he will succeed one time.

Because the cannon fodder went so well, Song Linxi who was in a good mood finished eating the dumplings and refused to sleep, so she followed Shen Muze to the gym to watch Shen Muze make equipment.

"Brother Shen, you are really approachable and easy to get along with, completely different from what I had imagined."

Send a good card?Shen Muze was a little awkward hearing this, but he didn't stop moving his hands, and asked, "How did you imagine me?"

Song Linxi sat cross-legged on the press platform, holding a small match in her arms.During this period of time, Little Match has developed a deep relationship with him beyond friendship, which perfectly interprets "If you eat meat, you are a father".

He played with the ear of the little match, and said while thinking: "I used to think that you were the kind of high-altitude flower, cold and unreasonable, and you would hate me."

Hearing this answer, Shen Muze stopped and looked at him.

"Hate you? Why?"

"No, just... at least they won't be friends." Song Linxi didn't know how to explain it. After all, according to the original text, they should be rivals in love, but now they seem to be best friends?It's still the kind of boudoir bestie in the real sense.

Shen Muze felt that Song Linxi was speaking strangely tonight, but he didn't ask any further questions.After all, from childhood to adulthood, people who don't know him think that he is repulsive and difficult to approach.

In the next period of time, Shen Muze began to prepare for the new movie. Apart from going out for meetings every day, he studied scripts and reference books at home, and helped Song Linxi do role interpretation.

After Song Linxi auditioned, she successfully won the role.The role of the owner of the restaurant bar is small. During the preparation period, he also found time to start a cooking live broadcast.

Originally, it was possible to broadcast live at home, but because Shen Muze's kitchen had been exposed last time, in order not to let netizens see the clues, he went to the company's live broadcast room every day.

Although his steak and macarons have gone viral twice, most of the company has never actually tasted them.There have also been artists who have done food live broadcasts before and wanted to stir up people in the direction of cooking, but most of them are flashy, and the finished products may look good but they are not edible at all.

Song Linxi chose the simplest egg fried rice for the live broadcast on the first day.

When the staff in the live broadcast room heard the fried rice with eggs, they all looked at each other and smiled, thinking that it was just another hype.

Who doesn't know how to cook fried rice with eggs? What's so good about broadcasting such an ordinary thing?And looking at Song Linxi's weak and boneless appearance, doesn't he look like someone who can really cook?You should follow the idol route that depends on your face for food.

After Song Linxi fried the lard, poured the eggs into the pan and fried them, the live broadcast room was filled with fragrance, and the staff began to swallow their mouths.

Song Linxi was too proficient in her movements, explaining while doing it, and within a few minutes, a plate of golden and fluffy egg fried rice came out of the pan.

The grains of rice are distinct, crystal clear, fragrant and soft.

Not only did the barrage explode, but everyone in the live broadcast room stared at the food on his plate.As soon as the live broadcast ended, the staff rushed forward.It was lunch time, and the colleagues on the whole floor were attracted. Seeing that one plate was not enough for each person, Song Linxi cooked another pot.

Xiao Zhu and Ai Xing, who had just finished the meeting, happened to pass by the live broadcast room. Xiao Zhu had tasted Song Linxi's breakfast and knew how delicious it was, so naturally she would not miss this good opportunity.He squeezed into the crowd, taking advantage of the fact that he was still familiar with Song Linxi during this period of time, he jumped in line and ordered two small dishes first, but was met with blank stares from other staff members.

A few minutes later, Xiao Zhu came out of the live broadcast room and handed his spoils to Ai Xing: "Miss Ai, you must try this, you will understand after eating."

"Understand what?"

Ai Xing looked at his meaningful eyes and understood in seconds.

With suspicion, she took the delicious fried rice, picked up the spoon and took a bite before froze.

"Miss Ai? Isn't it delicious?" Xiao Zhu asked while eating, it shouldn't be.

Ai Xing took a breath, raised his head and asked him, "Can I have another plate?"

Xiao Zhu: "..."

"But I don't understand." Ai Xing approached him and lowered his voice, "Do you think Mu Ze can taste so delicious?"

Xiao Zhu was immersed in the delicacy, and shook her head intoxicated: "I don't know, but it's not important."

Shen Muze, who was studying the script at home, ate the glutinous rice porridge that Song Linxi cooked in the morning, and when he picked up his phone, he saw the WeChat picture sent by Ai Xing.

One is the people around Song Linxi eating in the live broadcast room, and the other is a happy selfie of her and Xiao Zhu holding fried rice plates.

There is no text, it is just sending to make him angry.

Shen Muze quit WeChat, threw his phone on the sofa, and was furious.

It's time for him to install a new kitchen.

The author has something to say:

Song Song: Brother Shen is my best friend.

Ai Xing: I have to eat and you don't.

Xiao Zhu: We want to keep Song Song in the company.

Shen Muze: triple kill?