But he said he loves me [Entertainment]

Director Kang chuckled, as if I might have found some big news

As the two of them said these words, the atmosphere gradually became weird again.

Which ordinary friend can record the number of days accurately to single digits!

Ren Liu and He Lei looked at them, and the more they looked at them, the more they felt something was wrong.

On the contrary, it was Ji Pingyu and Liang Buyuan who resolved the silence between each other with these two simple sentences.

YouQi Ji Pingyu raised his lips after hearing Liang Buyuan's time telling, and said meaningfully: "Do you have a timer?"

Liang Buyuan replied: "Yes."

Ren Liu and He Lei put on a posture of eating melons, waiting for the two to reminisce about the past, but neither Ji Pingyu nor Liang Buyuan said anything.

After Ji Pingyu finished eating the noodles, he picked up the bowl and drank the noodle soup, because the other three people ate frozen food faster than him.

Probably because Ji Pingyu was easier to get along with than they imagined, Ren Liu joked: "It turns out that rich people also drink noodle soup."

Normal people would say something here, but Ji Pingyu smiled: "Not really."

No matter how you listen to his words, it makes people feel meaningful: "It's just that I have been abroad for too long, and I haven't eaten such a bowl of noodles for a long time."

I still remember that when I went to Liangbuyuan's house for the first time, he cooked such a bowl of noodles for him.

At that time, Ji Pingyu was really hungry, but he didn't complain about the cold and didn't have any snacks to fill his stomach.

Liang Buyuan was annoyed by his familiarity, so she ordered a small bowl of egg noodles for him to cushion his stomach.

The craftsmanship has improved a lot compared to before.

It seems that these six years of zero scandals are also true.

Ji Pingyu curled his lips, apparently in a good mood.

And Liang Buyuan, who has no expression, looks the same as usual, but anyone who is familiar with him can know that he is also in a good mood.

The program team gave Ren Liu a call while Ji Pingyu was drinking the noodle soup, saying that they were passengers staying today, and they needed to understand each other's needs by themselves.

Ren Liu and He Lei are very familiar with this process, so the program team naturally did not ask them to make a call, but asked the two flying guests to come out.

He Lei looked at Liang and didn't complain, thinking that this person might not be suitable.

But it's hard for him to say it clearly, after all, Du Wei, who is cool and not complaining, is really crazy.

Ji Pingyu no longer has these scruples: "Let me fight."

He took the wet tissue from Liangbuyuan and wiped his mouth: "Just as dumb as he is, he can send a one-star negative review from customers who turn around. If he can get a negative star, it will probably be a negative number."

Ren Liu and He Lei were amused again.

The two of them just laughed and braked in time, mainly because they were afraid of the cold and didn't complain or be unhappy.

But he looked cool and didn't complain... Although he didn't smile, it didn't look like he was annoyed by Ji Pingyu.

These two are really weird! !

Ren Liu was going to die of curiosity.

Their mobile phones were all handed over to the program crew, so the calls naturally had to be dialed from the landline in the cabin.

Ji Pingyu got up and walked to the landline. He Lei was afraid that he would not remember the number, so he wanted to hand him the phone number.

Ji Pingyu waved his hand: "No, I scanned my eyes and memorized it."

Ren Liu, who was packing the dishes and chopsticks, exclaimed, "But you just took a look."

Ji Pingyu curled his lips: "I have a photographic memory."

Liang Buyuan didn't say a word, he just piled up Ji Pingyu's used bowls and chopsticks with his own, and went into the kitchen to wash the dishes.

Everyone performed their duties, Ji Pingyu dialed the number, and the other party answered it not long after.

I don't know if the program group deliberately made things difficult for him, but the voice over there has been modified.

Ji Pingyu sneered: "Hello, is your surname Xiao?"

"Yes."

"Excuse me, is it convenient for you to tell us whether you are a beautiful woman or a handsome man? We can prepare for you."

"Uh, guess what?"

Ji Pingyu heard the weak tone over there, and immediately smiled: "Hey, don't be me."

His tone was familiar and natural, which seemed a little offensive, but the people who were really listening would somehow lose their guard and nervousness: "You see, you are not proficient in the routines of the program group, so let's stop playing so much."

"But……"

"It's okay." Ji Pingyu lowered his voice, as if he was afraid that someone would hear him, but he was wearing a radio microphone for the program group: "No one is watching this phone. If you don't talk to me, I won't talk to the program team. It won't do anything. Besides, you are a guest, and the program crew doesn't dare to trouble you, at most they will cry with you."

Program group: "?"

Probably because he was amused by him, a suppressed laugh came from the other end of the phone: "You are right."

The other party paused slightly: "Don't use honorifics, I'm not used to it...I'm a woman, and I'm on my way now, and I'll be there in about an hour."

Ji Pingyu nodded: "That line, we'll wait for you. Is there anything special Miss Xiao wants to eat at noon?"

"Uh...Actually, the program team asked me to embarrass you by saying that I want to eat Buddha jumping over the wall, and then order something I like. They said that the guest for these two days has a chef." Ms. Xiao smiled sheepishly: "But I'm not very I like to eat Buddha jumps over the wall."

Liangbuyuan had participated in restaurant variety shows before and learned a lot of dishes. After the variety show was over, he was personally certified by a national chef, so it is self-evident who the chef is.

Ji Pingyu smiled: "This is out to play, not to entertain, don't make things difficult for yourself, order what you want."

The guests entertained by this show are all real guests. Although they have indeed been screened, the other party has also paid for it.They are not even considered amateur guests.

Miss Xiao whispered: "Then I want to eat sweet and sour pork ribs and braised pork trotters. If possible, please have another tomato mixed with sugar for dessert."

Ji Pingyu said: "Remember. By the way, call us when you get to the door. It was raining yesterday, the road was slippery and muddy, and the suitcase was a bit difficult to load. I'll grab a strong man to help the pretty little girl." Sister carries the suitcase."

Miss Xiao was amused by him again, so she couldn't help but said, "I'll see you later, can I change my Dingdong contact information with you?"

"Okay." Although Ji Pingyu was still smiling, he added something meaningful: "After all, the customer comes first."

Miss Xiao was also smart, she understood his code words, she didn't say any more, but she wasn't displeased at all.

Ji Pingyu has such magical powers. As long as he has been with him, people who have no conflict of interest or are jealous of him will almost like him.

After Ji Pingyu hung up the phone, he turned around and saw Liang Buyuan standing three steps behind him. He slightly raised his eyebrows: "Why? Be my bodyguard?"

Maybe it's a habit of speaking.

The director who was monitoring thought, otherwise why would he have heard Liang Buyuan say "hmm" before saying, "Waiting for your instructions."

He Lei, who was helping Ren Liu clean up the living room, said too much: "Brother Liang is here, and he will be today's chef, so naturally we have to wait for the arrangement."

Ji Pingyu was noncommittal, leaning on the cabinet that only reached his hips, and looked at Liang Buyu.

His fox eyes were half-smiling, full of aggression but bewitching power: "The guest said he wanted to eat sweet and sour pork ribs, braised pork trotters, and cold tomatoes. She is a bit shy."

Liang Buyuan said yes, but didn't move.

So Ji Pingyu raised his eyebrows: "Why are you still standing here?"

The heights of the two are actually about the same, and Ji Pingyu is a few centimeters shorter, but because Ji Pingyu is now leaning back, leaning against the cabinet as if he had no bones, he looks a little shorter. So much so that Liang Buyuan wanted to look down at him.

Although Liang Buyuan is good-looking, he looks very fierce.

His eyes widen even more when he droops, almost looking like he's thinking about which kid he's going to eat today.

The ink in Liang Buyuan's eyes was extremely thick, and only Ji Pingyu could see the surging emotions.

He raised his eyebrows, and was about to remind Liang Buyuan that three planes were facing them, and both of them were wearing mics, so Liang Buyuan said, "What about you?"

Ji Pingyu paused, subconsciously asked: "What?"

Liang Buyuan is actually a very impatient person.

Ji Pingyu thought that six years ago, they had all kinds of conflicts because everyone was at their youngest and frivolous.But maybe the six years had been a long separation, or maybe they'd both grown up.

Anyway, Liangbuyuan explained more: "What do you want to eat?"

"I can do anything." Ji Pingyu always likes to drag the tone when speaking, looking a little lazy: "Let's get some home-cooked dishes, I really haven't eaten serious home-cooked dishes for a long time."

Cool not to complain.

Because the trotters and tomatoes that Ms. Xiao ordered were not available, they still needed to go to the nearby vegetable market to buy vegetables.

The director proposed to use a simple small game group.

This is the norm in variety shows, and everyone has no opinion.

Director: "It's a special simple and quick game. Each of you write down a sentence or a word, and if you can put together, you will be divided into a team. Individuals form a team.”

While talking, a staff member handed them four pieces of paper and pens.

After Ji Pingyu took it, he wrote without even pausing.

On the contrary, Liang Buyuan glanced at him, but Ji Pingyu didn't intend to look at him at all.

In order not to waste time, everyone moved very quickly.

After all, it’s the same thing whether you’re staying at home preparing lunch or going out to buy groceries.

Director: "Let's announce Ren Liu and He Lei first."

Ren Liu and He Lei obviously have a tacit understanding in the previous issues. One of them wrote about the weather, and the other wrote about it, which happened to be able to barely synthesize "weather is okay".

The director pretended to be mysterious: "Which one do you want to watch first, Ji Shao and Liang Bukui?"

Ren Liu, who only cared about running out of time: "Old Kang, can you hurry up?"

Director Kang curled his lips: "Then let me announce that I won't complain first."

He paused, and called out his name, Ji Pingyu almost instinctively said "Huh?"

After answering, he came to his senses, but he was not surprised, he just picked up his lips and smiled.

He Lei was shocked: "Brother Liang wrote..."

Director Kang chuckled, as if I might have found some big news: "Yes, yes."

The person concerned didn't complain, his complexion didn't change, he just asked lightly: "What did he write?"

Director Kang looked at the paper in his hand and hesitated for a while.

He felt that it would lose his image if he said this, but obviously Ji Pingyu didn't care about these things.

Ji Pingyu turned his head to look at Liang Buyuan, who was sitting alone on the double sofa opposite, his fox eyes were full of wantonness, flamboyant like a scorching sun, "Don't call me, get out."

[Ji Pingyu. 】

[Don't call me, get out. 】

Liangbuyuan's breathing tightened instantly.

Memories that were too long ago surged out from the depths, and it wasn't the first time he heard Ji Pingyu say this.

But often when Ji Pingyu said these four words, he was kissed in his arms and got angry.

And after these four words, there will be impatient curses: "Ask me, I have to ask every day, is it annoying... I only like you, I like you the most, even if I die and burn to ashes I like you! Okay?!"

Liang Buyuan's Adam's apple rolled, and he fixedly looked at the 22-year-old Ji Pingyu who had fully grown but still had a youthful arrogance, and said in a low voice: "Okay."

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