Can this also be vinegar?

Liangbukuan's operation also surprised Ji Pingyu: "No need."

He said: "If you don't have probiotics, you can put what you have. I'm not picky eaters."

Liang Buyuan wanted to say something else, but Ji Pingyu glanced at him with a little warning, and made Liang Buyuan obediently pick up the knife again.

Seeing that he lost his posture, Ji Pingyu waited for him to cut the watermelon on the other side and put it into the fruit bowl. Ji Pingyu left the kitchen with a plate in his left hand and a small stove that Liangbuyuan had opened for him in his right.

When he arrived at the living room, he happened to see Miss Xiao coming back from outside with a drawing board on her back, so Ji Pingyu greeted her, "Do you want to eat watermelon?"

"Is it cold?"

"Well, but it hasn't been iced for too long."

Miss Xiao smiled: "That's just right, it's too cold and my teeth hurt."

She put down the drawing board and sat next to Ren Liu, and couldn't help but look at Ji Pingyu who was sitting on the single sofa with a bowl in his hands.

Sensing her gaze, Ji Pingyu raised his eyes: "What's wrong?"

Miss Xiao was a little embarrassed: "I just want to ask, Young Master Ji, can you be a model for me and let me draw a picture?"

In fact, she was already prepared for Ji Pingyu to reject her, but unexpectedly Ji Pingyu nodded without hesitation: "Yes."

Miss Xiao's eyes lit up, and she couldn't help but make an inch: "Then Young Master Ji, can you ask brother Liang for me?"

Ji Pingyu wanted to improve Liang Buyuan's scary image: "You ask yourself, he's easy to talk to."

The people who don't feel cool at all and don't complain about talking: "..."

The ice cream was made quickly. After Liang Buyuan and He Lei came out with five glasses of drinks, He Lei sat next to Ren Liu. If Liang Buyuan wanted to sit, he had to sit opposite Ji Pingyu, separated from Ji Pingyu There is a coffee table.

But Liang didn't complain, he just hooked a small chair with his feet silently, and sat next to Ji Pingyu's legs.

To be honest, with Yiliang's height and body and long legs, he was really aggrieved on a low stool.

Ms. Xiao was still hesitating about how to speak, and her eyes frequently flicked to Liang Buyuan. The more she looked at her, the more she felt...she looks like a big dog.

Ji Pingyu put down the unfinished watermelon in his hand, picked up the smoothie and took a sip.

This cup was specially placed in front of him by Liangbuyuan. Ji Pingyu's taste was a bit strange, so Liangbuyuan put mint syrup in it for him.

The watermelon smoothie with milk and mint tastes really good to him.

"Happy Peaceful Life" is a variety show that focuses on slow variety. There are no KPIs that must be completed every day, or games are forced to be given to tasks. They are busy when they should be busy, and rest when they should rest. At least this afternoon is still very busy. Leisurely.

Miss Xiao struggled a few times, but she still got the words out of her mouth, and asked if she didn't complain.

Liang Buyuan just glanced at her, and didn't say "No", Miss Xiao, who was keenly aware of his mouth shape, immediately added: "The kind that took a photo with Ji Shao."

Liang Buyuan paused: "Yes."

Miss Xiao realized.

As long as Ji Shao is involved, everything is easy to talk about.

Anyway, they are fine now, Miss Xiao directly took out her sketchbook, picked out a favorite charcoal pencil and looked at the two of them.

Ji Pingyu was holding the transparent cup, because of the temperature difference, the water vapor on the cup wall condensed and slipped, and disappeared between his fingers, making those slender and well-proportioned hands even more beautiful.

He lazily raised his eyelids: "Do you need to make any moves?"

Miss Xiao shook her head: "You can do whatever you want."

While Miss Xiao was painting, Ren Liu automatically showed her strengths and started chatting up hot topics.

She talked about interesting things in the circle, Ji Pingyu didn't pay much attention to the entertainment circle, so she didn't know much about it.

In fact, he is not interested, but he will also add a few words of support and smile.

Ren Liu said again: "What shall we have for dinner?"

Ji Pingyu raised his eyebrows: "Having afternoon tea and chatting about dinner."

He Lei smiled: "The hut is normal now. I think about lunch for breakfast, afternoon tea for lunch, dinner for afternoon tea, and supper for dinner... I'm so glad I'm not an idol, otherwise this season will end and I'll start hell training straight away."

He Lei is an actor, and Ren Liu is a variety show star.

Ren Liu deliberately said: "Mr. He, even an actor should pay attention to body management, otherwise you will miss the show."

Hearing this, He Lei immediately stood up cooperatively: "I'm going to do twenty push-ups right now, directors, don't abandon me."

Everyone was amused, and even Ms. Xiao who was drawing stopped her pen and laughed for a while.

Ji Pingyu's smile was low, so naturally he was not spared.

He bent his eyes, watching Ren Liu and He Lei gag, once again deeply felt that it was more comfortable to stay away from the business world.

And Liang Buyuan looked at him and smiled.

Ji Pingyu's appearance is very outstanding, especially the pair of fox eyes, when they are bent down, they are not as charming as the description of the fox in the fairy tales, but more like contempt and provocation.

It is as public as a high-quality Tang knife crafted by a master swordsmith with painstaking efforts.

Anyone who saw it would feel itchy, and wanted to try his edge.

When Ms. Xiao regained her senses and wanted to continue painting, she saw this scene.

Ji Pingyu was amused by the mundane world. The man sitting beside his lap was obviously a god who transcended the mundane world in the hearts of thousands of people, but he was looking up at the man sitting in the mundane world.

And in his eyes, he was the only one.

Miss Xiao felt as if she understood something.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, when it was time to prepare dinner, Miss Xiao also handed over the sketchbook in her hand: "Brother Liang, that... signature."

Liang Buyuan took the marker pen from her hand and glanced at the painting.

The painting Miss Xiao handed him was a very simple one. Ji Pingyu was sitting on the sofa drinking a smoothie from a glass.

He has a casual and lazy posture, with a faint smile on his mouth, but he is full of aura, like a nobleman left over from the old century.

And he was sitting next to his lap, just lowered his eyes and didn't know what he was looking at. The cold and gloomy expression in his eyes seemed to be a color that couldn't be washed off by nature, which formed a sharp contrast with Ji Pingyu.

If you change the clothes and change the scene, it will be the young master and his family's vicious watchdog (?);

Liang Buyuan signed his name on the side of Ji Pingyu: "Do you want to?"

Miss Xiao quickly shook her head: "No, no, no."

She said in her heart that she didn't deserve to destroy this beauty.

Miss Xiao handed the notebook and pen to Ji Pingyu again: "Ji Shao, please, I still want your autograph."

Ji Pingyu seemed a little surprised: "Me? I'm not a celebrity, why do you want my autograph?"

Miss Xiao: "You will definitely be popular in the future!!"

"Thank you." Ji Pingyu laughed, and conveniently signed his name next to Liangbuyuan's character, asking for symmetry.

"But let's say goodbye. My dream is to be a salted fish that can lie down for a lifetime, and it's best to get help when turning over."

The speaker was unintentional, but the listener was interested. Liang Buyuan raised his eyes from the side, looking at Ji Pingyu, his eyes moved slightly.

But when the corner of his eye touched the camera seat not far from the side of Ji Pingyu's head, he still didn't say anything.

Miss Xiao didn't seem to expect that Ji Pingyu would say this: "Then Ji Shao, don't you want to be popular when you enter the entertainment industry?"

Ji Pingyu nodded generously, and said in a serious manner: "I'm just here for fun, I just graduated, and I want to find some legitimate reasons for myself to avoid work."

Miss Xiao really believed it: "Then you..."

Ji Pingyu has become more and more nonsense: "Let's take one step at a time, I am now looking forward to the old men in the company pointing at my nose and scolding me, saying that I have poked so many holes in my body, and saying that I and I Brother monopolized the power of the company, and then kicked me out of the company."

"In this way, I can take my family Taohua to find an uninhabited island—preferably one with more trees, Taohua likes to climb—salted fish for a lifetime."

"Maybe someone has taken a fancy to my beauty, and his assets are so strong that even my brother has to stay away, and then he wants me, and I can happily realize my salted fish dream. You have to be in good shape."

Hearing this, Miss Xiao finally understood that he was joking: "Ji Shao, you really, I really believed it, okay?!"

She was so teased by Ji Pingyu that she was completely out of embarrassment, and even dared to take the initiative to cue Liang without complaining: "Brother Liang, was Shao Ji like this before?"

Liang Buyuan, who was distracted, didn't respond immediately, Ji Pingyu said first: "No way, I'm serious."

The two made a few more simple jokes with propriety and distance, and Miss Xiao went back to her room to put her things away and wash her hands.

Ji Pingyu touched the cold with his elbow without complaining: "Let's go, chef, what's for dinner tonight?"

Liang Bukuan didn't move, not only didn't leave, but also reached out and grabbed Ji Pingyu's clothes.

He looked at him fixedly, and asked in a low voice: "Who is Taohua?"

Ji Pingyu: "..."

He paused for a moment, looked at his cold-eyed and gloomy eyebrows, and thought he could be jealous?

In that context, it sounds like a pet, right?

"Snake." Ji Pingyu said, "An albino king snake, I'll show you the video later."

He had a half-smile, and his tone was a little playful that only they could understand: "So can we go?"

Only then did Liang Buyuan let go of him: "Yes."

The proposed menu for dinner is Coca-Cola Chicken Wings, Fried Rice with Sausage, Lettuce in Oyster Sauce, Laver Egg Soup, Boiled Fish Fillet and Char Siu in Honey Sauce.

The four worked quickly, but the kitchen couldn't accommodate four people, so Ren Liu and He Lei tacitly moved two cutting boards to the restaurant to cut ingredients, leaving the kitchen to Ji Pingyu and Liang Buyuan.

But because of the camera, the two of them didn't say anything, they just kept their heads down.

It's just that the director of the program group called out for a while and asked him to answer the phone. It was his agent.

This kind of situation is usually an important matter, so Liang Buyuan wiped his hands away.

It was true that the manager had something to do with him. It was because there was a domestic Gao Ding who wanted to negotiate a contract with Liang Buyuan as a brand ambassador.

If this was changed before, the agent would have made his own decision, and Liang Buyuan had never cared about these things, as long as he had money.

but now……

Manager: "There's an endorser looking for... Wait a minute, tell me the truth first, you and Tian Ji... Do you want me to be vaccinated?"

Liang Buyuan doesn't like to talk about these things with people, but she still said: "Yes."

The manager gritted his teeth: "Okay, I know, I will be more cautious when I accept endorsements for you in the future."

He had a headache: "You should also pay attention, you know a little about who is behind our company, you are now the company's biggest cash cow, I'm a little scared that you are going to blow it up."

"will not."

Liang Buyuan said indifferently: "He knows."

The agent couldn't make any sense of his five words.

Tingliang Buyuan seemed to stop for a while, and then asked in a low voice: "Recently, there are some quick money..."

Before he finished asking, he felt that he was really possessed: "It's okay."

He whispered in his heart: "I'm distracted."

It was clearly a joke, but I couldn't help but take it seriously.

The author says:

The author wants to say that Ji Shao likes to eat dinner——

The scheming big Gougou has a hand with private goods///v///

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

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