Cheap Lover 【Entertainment】

Zhou Ziche's voice was hoarse and crying, and he didn't know what he was trying to hide, so he left Jiang Gu behind to get the rice vinegar packaging bag.

When pouring the bagged vinegar into the bottle, his hands shook uncontrollably, and he gritted his teeth and held his wrist with the other hand, but it didn't work.

Half of the vinegar was poured in and half was spilled out, making the table a mess.

He capped the bottle, and wanted to wipe the table with a handkerchief lying on the side, but before he could move, he heard Jiang Gu's voice from behind.

The other party seemed to be very close to him, and he could feel a warmth gradually approaching in the cold winter air, stopping not a few centimeters away from his back.

"Let me wipe it. Sorry, I said the wrong thing."

There was a silence after that, and the only sounds left in the kitchen were the sound of kitchen knives hitting the chopping board and the slight sound of oil splashing.

Zhou Ziche calmed down, choosing and chopping vegetables almost mechanically, not wanting to think deeply about Jiang Gu's words.

During this period of time, his emotions have lost control too many times.

Every time it was like reining in a horse from a cliff, I managed to control myself from falling into that bottomless abyss.

But Jiang Gu's illness forced him to stay.

"Ah Che, the steamed king crab is ready, and I've also prepared the garlic sauce you want. Try it while it's hot?"

Zhou Ziche looked at the pork ribs simmering in the pot over low heat, and there was nothing he needed to do in the kitchen for the time being, so he nodded.

The crabs that just came out of the microwave exude a sea breeze-like sweetness. When the crab shells are peeled off, a strong aroma of ointment quickly spreads in the nose, which makes people move their index fingers.

"The tools for peeling crabs are here, let me get them for you."

Seeing that Jiang Gu wanted to help him peel the crabs, Zhou Ziche quickly stopped him.

"No, no, I'll just do it myself—the pork rib soup will be ready soon."

"It's okay, I'm not hungry. Then do it yourself? I'll go to the kitchen and make baked lobster with cheese for you."

Half an hour later, several dishes were already out of the pot and served on the table.

Zhou Ziche looked at the rich delicacies of mountains and seas in front of him, and then at the simple pork rib soup and stir-fried vegetables in front of Jiang Gu, and always felt that it was immoral to overeat in front of patients.

The young man lowered his head, moved his chopsticks more and more slowly, and glanced quietly in Jiang Gu's direction from the corner of his eyes.

The man was very happy to eat. Although his handsome face was still expressionless, there was a gentle smile on the corners of his eyes and brows. He took a bite of rice, picked up a piece of food with chopsticks, and drank a spoonful of soup.

Ordinary dishes were eaten by him with the feeling of delicacy.

"Ah Che, why don't you eat it? Is it because I didn't cook it well?"

Zhou Ziche was stunned for a moment, only to realize that he had stopped his chopsticks, and the food in front of him hadn't moved much at all.

"No, it's delicious. It's just... I'm still filming and I have to control my weight. If I eat too much, I'll have to go on a diet again in the next few days."

"Then you have some soup? I'll get you a bowl of pork rib soup."

"No, just eat it, I'll watch."

Jiang Gu let out a "hmm" and changed the subject.

"Did we eat together like this before?"

"……more or less."

"In my memory, you used to get up in the middle of the night to go to the refrigerator to look for something to eat, because eating vegetable salad makes you hungry, so you come out to eat with me occasionally, and you always want to eat barbecue and hot pot."

"When I don't need a wheelchair, I'll take you out to eat—"

Zhou Ziche's mobile phone rang suddenly.

He quickly stood up and connected the phone, only in time to say to Jiang Gu: "Assistant Zhang is looking for me, there may be something urgent, I'll go and answer it first."

"Brother Zhou, are you done with Mr. Jiang over there for dinner? I forgot to tell you yesterday, you have a live broadcast to do this afternoon, 6000 million fan benefits, the studio gave fans a preview before!"

Zhou Ziche's eyelids twitched and he glanced at his watch.

"What time does the live broadcast start?"

"It's all my fault, it's all my fault that I forgot yesterday - the live broadcast starts at [-]:[-] pm, and there is only one hour left. I will pick you up for makeup and then go to the prepared live broadcast location before it will be too late!"

"It's okay. Since it's a benefit for fans, it's okay to show up without makeup. I also have a lot of clothes here, which is enough. I can just find a guest room and start the live broadcast by myself. You don't have to worry."

"Is it really possible? Do I need to rush over—"

Zhou Ziche smiled reassuringly: "It's really no problem, I'll get ready now."

"Ache, do you need to work at home?"

He turned to look at Jiang Gu: "Well, there is a live broadcast to give back to fans, and I may have to borrow your house—maybe we have to use our guest room."

"Then I'll call someone to help you clean up and arrange it."

"No, I'm going to change a set of clothes, and then just turn on the computer and broadcast directly-you don't make any noise or come in during my live broadcast."

"Okay, I know."

After Zhou Ziche ordered, he quickly ran up to the guest room, took a shower, changed into a set of clothes, briefly arranged his hairstyle, and went online to open the live broadcast room.

Twenty minutes earlier than the scheduled time, not many fans came, and some active ones had already gone to Chaochao to shout.

【Great news, Che Che will start broadcasting ahead of schedule today! 】

[Sisters, Che Che, started the live broadcast!Go to the live broadcast room! 】

[Hi Da Pu Ben, Che Che actually started the broadcast 10 minutes earlier, sure enough, fan favorites are not just talking. 】

It was the first time for Zhou Ziche to set up a live broadcast room by himself. First, he adjusted the position of the camera and tried the microphone.

"Hello? Can everyone hear me?"

The young man was wearing a light gray shirt, his skin was as radiant and white as the finest suet white jade even under his plain makeup.

His facial features are clear and handsome, and he is as picturesque as a picture, as if he is interviewing for some magazine.

【Can hear, can hear!Ahhhhhhhhhh, Cheche has no makeup, right?He is so handsome, I finally believe that Che Che is not photogenic. 】

【Cheche's voice is so nice, it's hard to believe that such a clear spring-like voice actually sings out of tune. 】

[The one in front who sings out of tune, don't go!Our family, Che Che, not only sings out of tune, but also dances with uncoordinated limbs! 】

[Take the bamboo shoots, grab the bamboo shoots!Will Cheche show off her talent today?Can fans order songs? 】

Zhou Ziche felt dazzled when he saw all kinds of barrage on the screen.

He thought for a while: "It's not bad to sing...but you have to pick someone who can sing, otherwise it will torture your ears."

[It's okay, it's okay, I'm used to it, I'm not afraid of torture! 】

【Cheche really sings?Then I want to listen to "Confession Balloon". 】

[Does my husband really want to sing "Confession Balloon"?How embarrassing it is to confess to me in public! 】

[Another drunk, drag on! 】

"Confession Balloon", he can really sing.

Zhou Ziche bent his lips: "Okay, then sing "Confession Balloon", and I'll pick a bgm."