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"It's okay." The camera teacher's expression remained the same, and he was not affected by Wen Yuan's words at all, "The meals you cook are meant to be eaten by yourself."

"We bought nutritious meals and snacks for the kids individually."

Wen Yuan heaved a sigh of relief knowing that the food he cooked would not harm the innocent children in the orphanage.

Dou Liang, who is relatively reticent on weekdays, suddenly stepped forward, and shocked Wen Yuan and An Wuxing when he opened his mouth.

"It's okay, I can cook."

Wen Yuan almost broke his glasses, looking at Dou Liang in disbelief.

Just now it was Dou Liang who said he could cook, not Xi Tui, right, it was Dou Liang! ! !

Compared to the shock of others, Dou Liang was much calmer.

"I learned it when I was living alone."

In fact, there are many little monsters on the mountain who want to eat human food, but Dou Liang is worried that they will be hurt when they go down the mountain, so he simply learns how to cook for them.

A powerful mountain god can go up to the hall and down to the kitchen. He can not only protect the little monsters on the whole mountain, but also take good care of them.

Wen Yuan cast a worshipful look at Dou Liang.

The photographer was also surprised, but the fact that Dou Liang knows how to cook is also a highlight.

Who would have thought that the cool guy who wears sunglasses and speaks less than a hundred words a day is a warm man with good cooking skills.

Because they were going to the orphanage to complete the lunch setting, Wen Yuan and the others were taken to the suburban orphanage by car not long after they rested.

After filming and leaving the orphanage, An Wuxing was already leaning on the car, half dead.

Wen Yuan was also a little tired. He curled up in the seat and listened to Yang He talking about the summary of today's roundup filming.

In the end, the five people waited for the words to be liberated.

"Okay, today's filming is almost over. When I go back, I will shoot another clip where you go to Wen Yuan's manager to eat and play as the ending part, and then you can go back and rest."

An Wuxing said weakly: "Long live the liberation."

Tao Zixuan followed: "Long live the end."

Wen Yuan moved his fingers, not wanting to speak.

Although youkai will not be physically tired, they will be mentally tired.Especially under the torment of continuous shooting, it made youkai feel very tired.

An Wuxing was even worse, physically and mentally exhausted.

Fortunately, the delicacies made by Yan Rui saved them. After eating at Yan Rui's place, Xi Tuizhi and Tao Zixuan and Dou Liang returned to the dormitory of the villa, and An Wuxing was called away by his family.

Wen Yuan originally planned to stay in the dormitory, but as soon as he left Yan Rui's studio, he saw the driver driving over to pick him up.

When the cars came, Wen Yuan saved the driver from making a trip in vain, talked to Tao Zixuan and the others, and got in the car.

Wen Yuan fell asleep as soon as he got in the car, so he didn't realize that the car was going in the wrong direction, it was going in the opposite direction to go home.

When Wen Yuan woke up through the car window, he saw He Ciyuan as soon as he opened his eyes.

Wen Yuan thought he was dreaming, glanced at He Ciyuan, muttered something and then closed his eyes.

"It's him who makes dreams."

The congratulatory speech outside the car window paused for a few seconds, his expression remained unchanged, and he waved to the driver who was walking over.

Xie Wen was relatively close, and when he heard Wen Yuan's sleepy words, he asked, "Do you need to wake up?"

He Ciyuan said in a deep voice, "No need."

With that said, he opened the car door, bent down and picked up Wen Yuan who was sleeping in a ball, turned around and walked towards the house.

Xie Wen, who was following behind He Ciyuan, quickly moved out of the way, looking at He Ciyuan's back with a troubled expression.

……

Wen Yuan dreamed that he and the protagonist of the ancient novel of Lujiang Literature City were learning to fly with the sword, but when they passed a mountain peak, they suddenly slipped and fell off the flying sword.

With a twitch of his foot, Wen Yuan woke up suddenly.

He was lying on the soft bed, looking up at the simple but beautiful lamps above his head.

This light... I've never seen it before.Not the lights in his room, nor the lights in the dormitory.

So this is not his room.

No, where is he now!

Wen Yuan sat up from the bed, holding the thin blanket, looking at the strange furnishings in the house, his head was very confused after waking up.

Is he still dreaming?

The door of the room was pushed open, and He Ciyuan walked in with a glass of milk.

"Clap."

Wen Yuan watched the steaming cup being placed on the bedside table beside him.

He moved his gaze up blankly, and met He Ciyuan's bottomless black eyes passionately.

Well, not passionate.

Wen Yuan sniffed and asked the question: "Where is this place, why am I here?"

Shouldn't he go home?

"My residence." He Ciyuan's gaze fixed on Wen Yuan's exposed collarbone, and then he raised his eyes calmly, "You will live with me from now on."

Wen Yuan: "Huh?"

Sure enough, he still didn't wake up.

He Ciyuan saw Wen Yuan's heart clearly: "In order to solve the follow-up matter of the ghost, stay here with me first."

Hearing the ghost, Wen Yuan raised his head.

"Get up first, drink the milk and come down to have breakfast." After leaving this sentence, He Ciyuan left the room.

Wen Yuan was still sitting on the bed with the quilt in his arms, looked at the door that opened and closed, then at the steaming milk on the table, and then pinched his face.

Hiss, it hurts.

Not dreaming.

So how did he get into bed last night?It couldn't be the driver who carried him down!

……

He Ciyuan sat at the dining table with early spring tea in hand.

Behind him, Wen Yuanxuan clattered down the stairs with his slippers on, and then sat opposite He Ciyuan.

As soon as Wen Yuan sat down, there was a plate of steamed dumplings and crystal buns in front of him.

He turned his head slowly, just in time to see Xie Wen's smile.

"Thank you." Wen Yuan thanked politely.

After Xie Wen put Wen Yuan's breakfast on the table, he went to the kitchen to get a new breakfast and put it in front of him.

Wen Yuan was organizing his speech, intending to ask how he got to bed last night.

Especially the pajamas he was wearing.

"He Ciyuan..."

He Ciyuan opened his eyelids: "Stop calling Teacher He?"

"..." Wen Yuan changed his address, "Teacher He..."

He Ciyuan put down the information handed over by the administration, picked up the teacup and blew gently, closed his thin lips on the edge of the teacup, and took a sip.

Before Wen Yuan could speak again, He Ciyuan said again: "It's all over, don't call me teacher again."

Wen Yuan:? ? !

He really wanted to shake He Ciyuan's shoulder and ask if he was sick!

Is it fun to tease yourself!

Wen Yuan decided to skip the address and asked him directly: "Who changed my clothes last night? Was it the driver who carried me to the room?"

"Driver?" He Ciyuan put down his teacup, with an invisible smile in his eyes, "Do you think the driver sent you up?"

Wen Yuan said honestly, "I don't think so."

The driver is a human being, and if you touch him, he will definitely wake up.

Only then was He Ciyuan satisfied: "I changed the clothes."

wtf?

Wen Yuan's strength in holding the crystal bag increased, and the delicate crystal bag was broken by chopsticks and fell into the plate.

"Use spells."

so far so good.

Wen Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the broken crystal bag again, stuffed it into his mouth, propped up half of Wen Yuan's cheek, and chewed profusely.

Like a hamster.

He Ciyuan smiled slightly after watching Wen Yuan finish his breakfast.

"Finished?"

Wen Yuan nodded, touched his abdomen, and nodded vigorously: "It's over!"

"Okay." He Ciyuan's eyes darkened, "Then go to the same place as last time and start training."

Wen Yuan:? ? ?

Do not! ! !