After being reborn as a cat, I kicked the actor

Qin Shi is very sensitive to the camera. After all, he is a person who shoots movies and magazine advertisements under the camera all the year round. He had already noticed it when Wen Song picked up his phone and pointed it at him, but he didn't stop him. He continued to wash vegetables, wait Wen Song didn't make any sound until the filming was finished.

"What's so good about washing vegetables?"

Wen Song smiled until the bottom of his eyes, and said: "For you to commemorate, and you are also very handsome when you are serious about washing vegetables. When you wear a suit, you are full of aura. When you are washing vegetables in the kitchen, you are a handsome guy at home. I am even more happy. The way you wash vegetables at home, only I can see."

"In that case, should I also take a picture for you?" Qin Shi said as he tilted his head to look at Wen Song, the corners of his lips curled up, and when he was about to continue to say something, he frowned, drooping He looked at his fingers.

Wen Song stepped over to his side in a hurry, with a serious expression, even uglier than Qin Shi's face when his finger was scratched by a plane: "Why are you so careless, blame me, I shouldn't have talked to you while you were peeling potatoes , distracted you."

Qin Shi didn't care, his eyes lingered on Wen Song's face, seeing him worried about himself made him feel good, and felt that getting his hand hurt was not a bad thing.

The work in the kitchen was suspended, Wen Song dragged Qin Shi to the living room involuntarily, found the medical kit, and asked Qin Shi to sit on the sofa, while he squatted down and put a Band-Aid on the wound on Qin Shi's finger, doing this well. Everything felt a little more at ease.

Wen Song sighed, looked up at Qin Shi, and said, "I'll take care of it later, so it seems better not to let you into the kitchen in the future, you... eh!"

Before finishing the second half of the sentence, a big cool hand covered the back of his neck, dragging Wen Song's neck to make him lift up, his lips were kissed by the soft tongue, and he tossed and sucked for a long time before he let go he.

"It's just a small wound, and it can heal in two days. I'm not a tofu that breaks when I touch it. I'm not that delicate."

Wen Song's lips were red, water stains remained at the corners of his lips, his brows were slightly frowned, and he said disapprovingly: "But..."

Qin Shi leaned down and threatened, "If you say it again, I'll do it again."

Wen Song subconsciously fell silent.

Qin Shi was very satisfied with his well-behaved, raised his hand and rubbed Wen Song's hair, messing up his carefully combed hair by the stylist, got up and walked to the kitchen, his tone was a little lazy: "I'm hungry, hurry up Let’s order some hot pot.”

Wen Song still maintained a half-squatting posture, watching Qin Shi's back as he walked towards the kitchen, his eyes widened slightly.

Is he a dog?Want to touch his head like this?

In terms of strength, Wen Song always couldn't hold back Qin Shi, so he simply let him go, but in the second half of the journey, he always looked back at Qin Shi, and didn't talk to him very much, for fear that he would make another mistake.

It took a total of half an hour, and the ingredients and bottom of the hot pot were finally on the table.

Wen Song and Qin Shi Qiqi stood at the table, very satisfied with the results of their labor in front of them, especially Qin Shi, who was in the kitchen for the first time to wash vegetables today, was in a great mood.

"Oh right, I almost forgot something."

Wen Song said to Qin Shi to wait a minute, then turned his head and ran to the other direction of the living room. He found an unopened bottle of red wine and the utensils needed to drink red wine in the cabinet by the door.

Qin Shi took the red wine and took a look. It was indeed a good bottle of wine, from a well-known winery in France, and the vintage was also good.

"Eat?" Wen Song tilted his head to look at him, with a soft smile on his eyes and eyebrows.

"it is good."

The two sat down, Qin Shi opened the red wine and poured it into a decanter, Wen Song scalded vegetables with long chopsticks for hot pot, he bought this set of hot pot utensils in pairs at the time, and the other set finally has someone using him today.

As soon as the bottom of the pot boiled, the beef roll rolled quickly, as if clamoring for someone to pick up the chopsticks to pick it up.

Just as Wen Song picked up his chopsticks and was about to do this, the phone on the table rang. The caller ID was Zou Lingling. Before he could pick it up, Qin Shi's phone rang too. The caller ID was Chen Yao. The two called at the same time as if they had made an appointment.

They looked at each other, feeling quite helpless, but they still had to answer the phone.

After a while, both hung up the phone and asked each other.

Wen Song: "What did Chen Yao call you?"

Qin Shi: "Is there still work on New Year's Eve?"

Wen Song: "It's not considered work, it's normal business, let me post on Weibo to celebrate New Year's Eve with fans."

Qin Shi: "Let me post a Weibo post on New Year's Eve."

Isn't that a coincidence?

Wen Song Renjun couldn't help: "What are you going to post? Are you still doing business as perfunctory as before?"

Qin Shi raised his eyebrows: "What about you?"

Wen Song replied: "Lingling said that I haven't posted a selfie for a while, and asked me to post a photo. Do you want to post a photo? I just took a photo for you in the kitchen before. Although it was a random photo, it doesn't affect You're handsome."

Qin Shi shook his head: "No, I just leave it to you to see how you live at home."

Wen Song pursed his lips and smiled, his heart pounding.

"Let me take this." Qin Shi picked up his phone, found a good angle to prevent Wen Song from entering the mirror, and took a photo of the hot pot and ingredients on the table.

"It's fine, but I'll post a selfie. It's not perfunctory for the New Year's Eve." Wen Song said, got up and walked around the dining table to the bathroom.

"Not here?" Qin Shi turned his head and asked.

Wen Song replied without turning his head: "You just took pictures of the table and the living room. If I took a selfie in the living room, I might not know where my secrets would be exposed and our fans would pick it up. We ate hot pot together. I will go to the bathroom. Let’s take a picture and tidy up your appearance by the way.”

Qin Shi smiled and said nothing.

After the photo was taken, Wen Song was worried that the beef rolls in the hot pot would be overcooked. When he returned to the table, he found that Qin Shi had picked up a bowl of beef rolls for him and asked him to heat them up in the pot before eating. The details coaxed to.

But before he had eaten a few bites, he heard the phone ring again, and this time only Qin Shi called.

Wen Song glanced at it: "Mr. Yu?"

Qin Shi didn't really want to answer it at first, but after thinking about it, it was a big day like New Year's Eve. After thinking about it, he connected the call from Yu Junnuo, and leaned the phone on the wine bottle as if casually , revealing the hot pot ingredients on the table.

"Is something wrong?"

Yu Junnuo's face appeared on the screen of the mobile phone at close range. Judging from the background screen where he is, it should be at a certain banquet event.

The company's annual meeting just ended, and I turned around to attend another reception. The job of the company boss, except for those unscrupulous rich second-generation Xiaokai who can be the shopkeeper without any scruples, almost everyone is not busy, especially Yu Juno also oversees management development for both companies.

This New Year's Eve is still spinning, Wen Song couldn't help shaking his head and feeling a bit miserable when he saw it.

Yu Junnuo's voice came from the mobile phone, and he said lazily: "Are you okay for the New Year's Eve? Could it be you that the model worker in the entertainment industry is talking about?"

Wen Song's third-person perspective can clearly see that Qin Shi smiled after Yu Junnuo finished speaking, and raised his eyebrows with a look of satisfaction. He probably knew what Qin Shi was going to say later. .

"It's something." Qin Shi said and leaned back in the chair.

Yu Junnuo has drank some wine now, and his brain is not as fast as usual. If he saw Qin Shi's expression, he would immediately know that his good brother is not holding back his mind, but this time he is slightly drunk. Qin Shi's words continued and he asked casually: "What's the matter?"

Qin Shiyun said four words calmly: "Eat New Year's Eve dinner."

Yu Junnuo's eyes widened immediately: "You? Have a New Year's Eve dinner? Have you returned to Qin's house?"

Qin Shi shook his head.

Yu Junnuo carefully observed his expression, and narrowed his eyes: "No, if you have a New Year's Eve dinner at Qin's, it's fine if you don't lift the table, it can't be such an expression, so you are talking to the company's artists Let's have New Year's Eve dinner together, right?"

Qin Shi hooked his lips and smiled: "Congratulations, you got the answer right."

A gust of cold wind blew through, and Yu Junnuo's mind cleared up a bit. He could also see the hot pot ingredients on the table in front of Qin Shi in his sight. There is also hot pot to eat. Unlike me, I was summoned by the old man to the banquet held by the head office just after the annual meeting. Throughout the year, the old man's wandering species are the most complete ones I have seen today. You don't know, There are a total of 108 of these minded people, and the way they speak in front of the old man is exactly like the way the concubines in the legend of Zhen Huan go to greet the queen and gather together."

Although Qin Shi has never watched The Legend of Zhen Huan, but he can grasp the two keywords of empress and concubine, and he can roughly guess what kind of TV series it is. Should I say it or not, his younger brother is more or less similar to the ones in Yu Junnuo's family. Should he be glad that Qin Antai only gave birth to a son like Qin Sinian?

Hearing that Song Get had come to Yu Junnuo's spot, he couldn't help laughing out loud.

Seeing the ingredients in the hot pot churning, Wen Song hurriedly scooped up some with a colander and put them in Qin Shi's bowl, telling him, "Eat the meat while it's hot."

Qin Shi nodded, said yes, looked at the phone screen again, and asked the same question as when he picked up the phone: "Is there anything else?"

Yu Junnuo: "... Am I disturbing the world of the two of you?"

Qin Shi raised his eyebrows: "What do you think?"

Yu Junnuo was upset for a while, and when Qin Shi was about to lose his patience watching him act, he coughed lightly and said solemnly: "Well, I still have something serious to tell you, the performance of the Wen and Song Dynasties at the annual meeting today The matter of being replaced by others has been found out, it was ordered by Yu Junyue, and the staff thought she was conveying my meaning, so they did as instructed."

Qin Shi had just stuffed a mouthful of beef roll dipped in Wen Song's carefully prepared dipping sauce, and Wen Yan casually hummed, and only after swallowing did he say, "And then? What are you going to do with it?"

Yu Junnuo's attention was briefly diverted by the beef roll Qin Shi ate, and he touched his stomach. It was full of wine all night, and he also wanted to eat some steaming hot pot.

"Huh?" Qin Shi, who didn't wait for Yu Junnuo to speak, made a puzzled and urgent voice.

But I heard Yu Junnuo say: "Is it delicious?"

Qin Shi: "?"