But he said he loves me [Entertainment]

Ji Pingyu was tickled by him

The grouping was decided in this way, everyone didn't have enough time, no nonsense, and started to work quickly.

Ji Pingyu and Liang Buyuan, who were staying in the house, looked at each other, and Ji Pingyu said directly: "You are in charge of the Chinese food, and I will clean up the house."

At the beginning, he was a little worried that Master Ji Pingyu's temper just lay down, and Director Kang, who had finished the job by himself, was relieved.

Liang Bukuan had no objection, nor did he intend to say anything at this time.

After all, with so many cameras shooting at them, they couldn't say anything.

The two quickly divided the work, and Ji Pingyu took over the previous work of Ren Liu and He Lei.

He is more professional than anyone imagined, whether it is items or furnishings, it is like a professionally trained cleaner.

Although the action is lazy, it is really well done, and there is nothing wrong with it.

After finishing the key, Ji Pingyu took out a few pieces of colored paper from the drawer, folded them into a vase, and went to the courtyard to pick two immortelles, which were paired with some unnamed wildflowers. In the vase, his movements seemed random, but after doing this, a perfect work of art came out.

Ji Pingyu put it on the coffee table.

After finishing all this, Ren Liu and He Lei have also returned.

When she saw the paper-folded vase on the coffee table, Ren Liu was stunned: "Where did this come from?"

Ji Pingyu, who was wiping his hands and getting ready to go to the kitchen to help cool off, replied casually: "I folded it."

Ren Liu was slightly surprised: "Did you also plant the flowers?"

Ji Pingyu nodded, Ren Liu was shocked: "Young Master Ji, you can also make flowers!"

"Don't talk about flower art." He Lei signaled: "Look at the house they cleaned up, it's really neat and clean."

Ji Pingyu smiled: "I have a slight obsessive-compulsive disorder."

He walked over: "What did you buy?"

Ren Liu hurriedly reported the menu: "The watermelons in the market today are beautiful, and I bought two watermelons."

Ji Pingyu nodded, with a casual tone: "You can ask Liang Buyuan to make cold watermelon rind, he makes this delicious."

He was too cold to complain again, Ren Liu's eyes lit up, as if he wanted to hear gossip, but Ji He was not satisfied with his words, he just took the bag from He Lei, and went into the kitchen.

In the kitchen, Liangbuyuan has already prepared some side dishes and seasonings, and processed most of the ingredients, except the pig's trotters and tomatoes.

Ji Pingyu put the other vegetables that Ren Liu and the others bought into the refrigerator, and asked casually, "Do you want me to help?"

Liang Buyuan wanted to say no, just stand where he can see it, but he knew that if he said that, Ji Pingyu would definitely turn his head and leave, because there was a camera here.

Furthermore……

He didn't want those people on the Internet to talk about Ji Pingyu, thinking that Ji Pingyu had something to do with him, for fear that Ji Pingyu would be scolded and disgusting.But he wanted to draw circles around Ji Pingyu contradictoryly.

So Liangbuyuan said lightly: "Yes."

Ji Pingyu hooked his lips: "What are you going to do?"

Liang Buyuan glanced at it, and quickly made a decision: "Cut a few tomatoes, and make them into smaller pieces."

"Okay." Ji Pingyu went to get another cutting board and kitchen knife to clean, as if chatting: "Let's mix the tomatoes with sugar after the meal. The guests want to eat it after the meal. It won't be so delicious if mixed with sugar in advance."

Liang Buyuan listened to him very seriously, every word was caught in his ears, and quietly engraved in his heart: "En."

Ji Pingyu was tickled by his humming, and wanted to tease him to say a few more words—just like six years ago—but when he raised his eyes, he faced a camera, so he had no choice but to end up.

It's all Jiang Zixi's fault.

He originally got up early today, and wanted to meet Liang Buyuan before the show started.

Although he didn't think about what to say when we met, he just wanted to meet in advance, in case he knew what to say after the meeting.

In the end, because Jiang Zixi went the wrong way and was late, the first time they reunited after a long absence was under the camera, and they couldn't say anything at all.

Modern society has a high tolerance for homosexuality, but it does not prevent some people from rejecting and unacceptable.

Liang Buyuan's fan base is too large, especially some younger sisters who are immature, and he doesn't want Liang Buyuan to be scolded at the spine.

Therefore, Ji Pingyu would never tell anyone that he had no complaints with Liang.

Jiang Zixi had no choice but to remind him.

Ji Pingyu's movements were neither too fast nor too slow, he was slow to wash the chopping board and kitchen knives, making one wonder if he had a cleanliness habit.

But Liang Buyuan, who noticed his movement, lowered his eyes, and his tense heart relaxed a little, but it was pulled even tighter.

He was afraid that everything about Ji Pingyu was self-righteous.

The landline outside rang again, and Ji Pingyu didn't intend to answer the phone. He just cut the last tomato slowly and asked the chef: "Is there anything else you want me to do?"

Because I really can't find any easy work for him, Liang Buyuan, who is recognized as the least talkative in the whole network, pursed his lips, and his face was so cold that it didn't seem like an invitation, but more like a date: "You can chat with me." can you?"

Ji Pingyu said that he probably never thought that Liangbuyuan would say such a thing in his life.

Amused by him, he nodded: "Yes."

Ji Pingyu leaned against the refrigerator: "After all, I haven't seen my old classmates for so many years, and I also want to catch up with you."

Liang Buyuan knew that Ji Pingyu was reminding him not to talk about topics that he could not talk about in front of the camera.

He didn't intend to talk at first, and he didn't want Ji Pingyu to be scolded, but when he saw Ji Pingyu's gesture of trying to keep a distance from him, the depression in his heart grew like crazy.

From the second he saw Ji Pingyu again, he has been restraining and suppressing.

He really wanted to grab Ji Pingyu, who was always in the center of his sight, into his hands, take him away from here, to a corner where no one was around, hide him behind him, hold his hand and hug him like before , Kiss him.

Even do more intimate things that have never been tried before.

He's been preparing for years, and he's been waiting for him.

Liang Buyuan hid a lot of gold and silver treasures like a dragon, and even "captured" a small castle.

He was waiting for his king to come back, and wanted to imprison his king.

He Lei poked his head over: "Young Master Ji, a guest called and said she would arrive in half an hour, who will pick me up then?"

Unknowingly, Ji Pingyu, who became the center, gave orders very naturally: "Go with Sister Ren, the guests may be a little socially fearful, it would be better to have a girl with you."

He Lei said ok: "Then let's prepare the room for the guests first."

Ji Pingyu said yes, and after He Lei left, he looked at Liang Buyuan who was working without saying a word.

Six years have passed... He seems to be a bit unable to see through him.

"You're quite popular." Ji Pingyu said casually, "I often see your advertisements when I'm abroad."

Liang didn't complain, and said in a calm tone, "I have accepted many foreign endorsements."

He has also held many concerts abroad.

Among the people who can buy tickets, there is no one named Ji Pingyu.

Among all kinds of unnutritious topics that started with a few sentences and ended in a hurry, Liang Buyuan finally took the initiative to ask: "When did you come back?"

Ji Pingyu thought for a while: "It didn't take long, just last week, the day before the program team asked me."

He said: "I didn't publicize it, not many people know about it, only my brother-in-law and Jiang Zixi, now you are added."

"Then you later?"

"Let's play in the advanced entertainment industry and take a break. Helping my brother with business abroad is exhausting. The business field is really not a place for people to stay. I quarrel with the old man every day."

Liang Buyuan was silent for a while.

Ji Pingyu raised his eyebrows, with a smile that was not a smile: "You don't remember grudges, do you?"

"No." Liang Buyuan said lightly, "I am very grateful to Brother Ting."

Brother Ting refers to Ji Pingyu's elder brother, his name is Ji Tingwan.

Ji Pingyu was noncommittal about this.

It happened that He Lei and the others took Miss Xiao to the hut, so Ji Pingyu and Liang Buyuan went out to greet her.

Miss Xiao looked young, only in her early twenties, wearing gold-rimmed round-frame glasses, her appearance was not very handsome, but she was also pretty.

Seeing Liang Buyuan, Miss Xiao was obviously a little surprised, but still reserved and did not dare to speak too loudly: "Hello."

She looked at Liang Buyu and wanted to say something, but she didn't dare to speak.

Ji Pingyu noticed and smiled: "Do you want his autograph?"

Miss Xiao nodded embarrassedly.

Ji Pingyu: "Sure, give us a five-star review when you leave, and I'll ask him to sign for you."

Miss Xiao's eyes lit up immediately: "Is it possible?!"

Ji Pingyu raised his hand, bumped Liang Buyuan's arm with his elbow, motioning for him to say.

Liang Buyuan nodded in this familiar yet unfamiliar little gesture.

Maybe it's because Ji Pingyu's affinity is too terrifying. Miss Xiao, who is a social fear, can't help but joke with the person she just met: "But does this count as scoring? Will I be punished together with you?" ?”

Ji Pingyu blinked his eyes: "How can we get points, guest, you obviously want to give us five stars from the bottom of your heart."

Miss Xiao received his signal, covered her mouth and nodded with a smile: "Yes, I mean it from the bottom of my heart!"

He "buys points" in such an aboveboard way, which not only makes people not feel bad, but makes everyone feel funny.

Sitting behind the monitor, Director Kang thought to himself that the real young master and the foolish rich second generation are really two kinds of creatures.

At 12:30, lunch was served, and Ms. Xiao was invited to take the lead.

There were dishes ordered by Ms. Xiao on the table, and the rest were simple home-cooked dishes, such as fried pork with beans, fried water spinach, and fried chicken with mushrooms, all Ji Pingyu's favorite food.

Ji Pingyu was hooked by someone's behavior of making a fuss, but he couldn't say anything.

During the meal, the program team brought up another topic: "Everyone guess what Miss Xiao does. If you guess correctly, you can have a two-hour break at noon to turn off the camera and pick up the microphone. Ready for afternoon tea."

Ji Pingyu raised his eyebrows, and finally became interested.

He Lei: "Is there no reminder?"

Program group: "No, everyone take your time to guess, Miss Xiao will tell you if you guess right."

Just as Ren Liu and He Lei wanted to complain about Director Kang being as casual as ever, Ji Pingyu said leisurely, "It should be a cartoonist."

Liang Bu complained: "I also guess the cartoonist."

Miss Xiao: "!"

She looked at them in disbelief: "How did you guess that?"

Ren Liu and He Lei: "??"

What?It's over before they even started? ?

Ji Pingyu spat out the chicken bones in his mouth, and said casually: "You have some pencil dust on your sleeves, calluses on the side of your little finger, and the smell of paint on your body, but it's very faint, so you shouldn't be a painter who focuses on oil painting."

"I see that you only stayed for one night, but you carried a large suitcase and a computer bag. The size of the computer bag is larger than ordinary computer bags. It should contain important electronic products other than computers, most of which are digital devices. Screen."

"Your phone case is DIY by yourself, the color matching is perfect, obviously you have learned color."

"And you have a pain-relieving plaster on your hand, it should be tenosynovitis."

"And..."

Ji Pingyu smiled: "Actually, count me as cheating. I have a friend who likes your cartoons very much. He queued up at the signing event and showed me the pictures. Although you were wearing a mask at that time, your eyes I recognize it."

Ren Liu was shocked: "You...Ji Shao, are you human??"

"No." Ji Pingyu laughed flamboyantly: "I'm a genius."

He Lei: "You really have a photographic memory! It's amazing! Ji Shao, do you also have some occupational diseases? How can you observe so many?"

"It doesn't count."

Ji Pingyu spread his hands: "One of my elder brothers is a forensic doctor, and I'm just a little bit accustomed to observing people."

Ren Liu couldn't help asking: "What about you, Brother Liang, how did you guess that?"

Liang Buyuan, who had been peeking at Ji Pingyu through the reflection of the desktop, didn't lift his eyelids, and just said calmly, "I guess he can guess right."

The author says:

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