When the squeamish bag penetrates the horror live broadcast [Unlimited]

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Qian Ling didn't realize that there was something wrong with her words, but Shao Cheng's face darkened.

Tired last night?

Shao Cheng reached out to hold the bowl of noodles, and said, "What the hell did you do?"

Qian Ling whispered: "I had a nightmare last night. Pei Zijing held me and slept all night, so he didn't rest well."

"Gone?"

"Gone."

Is there anything else?

Qian Ling was wondering, when she heard footsteps behind her, Pei Zijing walked over slowly.

"How did you get down?"

"I see that you haven't been back for a long time, so come and take a look." Pei Zijing's eyes fell on the hot noodles on the cooking table, "You made this?"

It's simple, but it looks pretty good.

Qian Ling shook her head quickly, and said with a bit of admiration: "I can't do it. Senior Shao Cheng made it for me. Does it smell delicious?"

"..." Pei Zijing looked at the noodles again, and suddenly felt that none of them were pleasing to the eye, and he didn't even have the slightest appetite, "It's okay, but isn't it too simple for breakfast?"

Qianling is not picky at all, and she is already satisfied with being able to do this.

Shao Cheng looked at Pei Zijing, and said in a cold tone, "There are ingredients in the refrigerator, you can make them yourself."

Pei Zijing didn't plan to eat it at first, he could cook something of this level with his eyes closed.

So he walked to the refrigerator, took a brief look at the ingredients, and he knew it in his heart, then turned to look at Qianling, "Is there anything you want to eat?"

Qian Ling felt that these words sounded familiar.

Wasn't he the one who brought breakfast to Pei Zijing?Why did he suddenly become the other party making breakfast for him?

Qian Ling was stunned for a few seconds, and said, "I can do it, just make it a little easier, it doesn't need to be too much trouble."

"Row."

Pei Zijing skillfully took out the ingredients from the refrigerator, washed them, and prepared them.All the steps are done in one go, even the cooking is as elegant and calm as playing the piano.

Qian Ling's eyes lit up, and his eyes were filled with admiration.

"So you are so good at cooking? Too strong!"

woo woo woo woo.

Qianling feels that she has chosen a particularly useful partner, who not only has a good temper, but also can cook!It is simply the gospel of foodies!

Pei Zijing chatted with him while chopping vegetables, seemingly unintentionally said: "If you stay with me, you will be able to eat the meals I cook every day."

Qian Ling affirmed: "That one will be very happy!"

Pei Zijing said: "Then do you want to try to be with me?"

"Ah %3F"

Qian Ling, who was making noodles, was taken aback for a moment, her round eyes were dazed, obviously startled by Pei Zijing's sudden words, "Together?"

They are participating in a romance drama, and it is normal to have such scripts.

But this is what Pei Zijing wanted to say.

"Well, do you want to try it?"

Well, how do you try this kind of thing?

Qian Ling looked at the staff blankly, is this part of the recording?

However, for the personnel outside the venue, the girls looked excited and expected "knocked" expressions, while the men watched with their eyes, nose, nose and heart, as if they were watching from the sidelines.

Shao Cheng, who was still standing aside, had a sullen face and dark eyes, which interrupted the conversation between the two.

"If I cook, I will too."

As Shao Cheng said, he took out the ingredients and walked to the operating table on the other side, rolled up his sleeves again, and looked at Pei Zijing with cold eyes, "Knowing how to cook is not just what you talk about, but the packaging is beautiful Stuff. The taste might be hard to describe.”

"What you said makes sense, but it's anyone's guess who it is." Pei Zijing raised his brows, and there was a bit of a competitive smile on the corner of his mouth, "The things I make are not only beautiful, but also full of color and fragrance."

Barrage audience:

[Family, is this rolled up? ]

[I suspect that there is something in their words. The comparison is about cooking, but the real comparison is who can win the heart of his wife. ]

[As the saying goes, if you want to catch a person, you must first catch his stomach, come on, a dog who can't cook is not an excellent male Durban graduate. ]

[This damn desire to win, you compare, I will take my wife away first. ]

……

In the early morning, I could see a cold and indifferent person like Shao Cheng, and an elegant person like Pei Zijing, busy in the kitchen, while the newcomer, a young artist, was standing by and eating.

The newcomers were also a little confused.

It's completely reversed.

After all, before the recording of Heartbeat, everyone thought that Shao Cheng was arrogant and appointed someone to serve him, but now it is Shao Cheng who serves him for breakfast?

While the two of them were cooking in full swing, a lot of time passed, and guests gradually came downstairs.

When I saw the people in the kitchen and the exquisite and delicious plates on the table, no matter in terms of appearance or taste, it was not inferior to the breakfast in the teahouse outside.

The expressions of several guests were a little distorted.

Are the current reality variety shows involved to this extent?

Bai Fumei, who shouted at the beginning not to eat and to lose weight, couldn't help it anymore, "What kind of weight to lose, eat first and then lose weight, you can't waste food."

Several people sat at the dining table and ate happily.

And Pei Zijing and Shao Cheng served the last dish almost at the same time, filling the entire dining table.

Several guests gave thumbs up one after another:

"Papa Shao, Papa Pei, this is great!"

"If I can eat this kind of breakfast every day, I can record programs here for the rest of my life."

"Is there any plan to open a restaurant, I will definitely invest in it!"

……

But the two were not listening to what these people said, Pei Zijing and Shao Cheng pushed the last dish forward at the same time.

"Try it."

"try it."

Qian Ling looked at the two dishes, and the others followed suit, as if they were watching a play.

Qian Ling, who was unable to get off the tiger, held the chopsticks. After the chopsticks first touched Pei Zijing's dishes, Shao Cheng frowned, staring at the dishes with the chopsticks to make a hole.

Qian Ling took a sip.

Pei Zijing couldn't wait to ask: "How is it?"

"Well, it's delicious!" Qian Ling gave a thumbs up, without hesitation in her praise, "It's really amazing to be able to do this, if I hadn't seen you playing the piano, I would doubt that you are a professional chef gone."

Pei Zijing's exhaustion from a busy morning was completely digested by Qianling's praise.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead, like a dog who has been praised by his master, "If you like, I can make it for you every day."

"Fried junk food with excessive sugar content is not healthy to eat at all every day." Shao Cheng pushed forward the dishes he made, "Try it."

"Oh good."

Qian Ling obediently picked up the sandwich on the plate, took a bite, and couldn't help squinting her eyes, "It's delicious!"

The bread crust baked with butter is very good in texture and taste, with the salty and sweet sauce and fresh leftover bacon in the middle, it will not be too greasy even if you eat the whole thing.

The guest on the side challenged: "I have tasted both dishes, why don't you tell me which dish you like more?"

"what?"

Qian Ling looked at the two dishes in front of her, and then at the two cooking dishes, "Does it have to be divided into high and low? I think they are all delicious..."

"That's not okay, I believe they also want to know the answer."

Qian Ling frowned. For a person who can't cook, commenting on other people's dishes is simply nonsense for eunuchs to hold a meeting.

But he raised his eyes and looked quietly, and the two of them seemed to be really waiting for his answer.

After holding back for dozens of seconds, Qian Ling whispered: "The dishes made by Senior Shaocheng are very good in terms of appearance and taste, but I might still prefer Pei Zijing's cooking, after all, he is my teammate... "

Short guards should be normal, right?

Qian Ling glanced at Shao Cheng secretly again, and after confirming that the other party was not angry, she breathed a sigh of relief.

That's right, an artist of Shao Cheng's level shouldn't care about these comments.

Pei Zijing's eyes lit up, and he happily leaned beside Qian Ling, with an intimate and natural posture, and at the end he gave Shao Cheng a provocative look.

"Let's have breakfast, I'm tired all morning."

Shao Cheng took off his apron, but instead of taking a seat, he turned and left.

Qian Ling called him, "Don't you want to eat?"

Shao Cheng said lightly: "I still have some things to deal with, you can eat."

what to eat.

Full of gas.

"But……"

Pei Zijing blocked Qianling's line of sight, "Don't worry about him, we will eat ours. Senior Shaocheng is very popular, so he probably has a lot of things to do, so we won't bother him."

After Shao Cheng went upstairs, he walked into the toilet and locked the door behind him.

This is the only place where there is no camera in all the scenes in the heartbeat.

The slender figure leaned against the wall, he took something out of his pocket, only heard a slight rubbing sound, and a little spark jumped at his fingertips.

Shao Cheng was holding a cigarette, and the smoke he exhaled diffused, blurring the perfect and handsome face in the mirror.

Those dark eyes were bottomless, but there was a dangerous smile on them.

really interesting.

After an unknown amount of time, Shao Cheng finally came out of the toilet.

The black hair on his forehead was wet against his face, and his expression hardly showed any ups and downs. No one knew what he was doing inside.

He looked up, but saw an unexpected person at the door of the room.

Qianling stood at the door holding the tray, and asked in a low voice, "Can I come in?"

Shao Cheng paused slightly.

"Ah."

Qian Ling put the tray on the only table in the room, picked up the chopsticks, and handed them to him, "Is the matter settled? Come and eat."

Shao Cheng glanced at what Qian Ling brought up, it wasn't something made by Pei Zijing and him, but a bowl of noodles that didn't look very good, he paused, "...is this?"

Qian Ling felt a little embarrassed, squeezed her chopsticks tightly and said anxiously: "I made it, if you don't want to eat it, I, I'll go down and bring up something else..."

After he finished speaking, the chopsticks in his hand were taken away, and Shao Cheng pulled out his chair and sat down.

"Why do you want to do it for me?"

Then Qian Ling pulled out the chair and sat down next to him, explaining: "Skipping breakfast is bad for your health, and you made so many breakfasts for us, so I thought I'd make it for you too."

Following Shao Cheng's example, he made the unfinished noodles in the morning, but the finished product was much worse than the original one.

Shao Cheng said: "Is it just for me, or does everyone have it?"

[The author has something to say: Qianling: This sentence sounds familiar.

Sister Shao Lin Cheng: Huh╭(╯^╰)╮]