I heard that the whole network is waiting for my debut

After this incident, the staff of the photo shoot team of the two finally fully realized that it was impossible for this newly-baked couple to let go of any opportunity to show their affection.

Especially Lian Sang, this young man who seems to them to be fooled into having such a boyfriend, don't be too proactive!

Tsk tsk tsk, this miraculous way of falling in love can be damned sweet, it's really fucking unreasonable.

Now Lian Sang's stomach ache no longer, and after taking the medicine, the two walked slowly to the parking lot.After such a thing happened, how dare Song Xingcheng take the children to play around again.The two discussed it and decided to buy some vegetables and go home to cook.Firstly, the doctor told the children to eat light food, preferably only liquid food.Second, they don't have much money left.

It costs forty to get some medicine for seeing a doctor. This is the result of the child bargaining with the doctor and asking the doctor to prescribe cheap medicine.The two of them now only have a dozen yuan left, and they can't eat any good food outside.

When he came to the vegetable market, Song Xingcheng refused to let Lian Sang go there with him, for fear that the children would be tired.To be honest, if the child hadn't strongly objected when he left the hospital, he would not have let Lian Sang go at all.Whoever made the child is now a fragile object in his eyes, comparable to an important cultural relic under national protection.

Seeing that he persisted, the child stopped arguing.He just said to him listlessly: "Okay then...Brother Song, you can buy meat as much as you can and don't buy vegetables for a while, okay? Let's make some seafood porridge or something, which is also very light, or liquid food."

"Come on, I'm afraid we can't buy seafood with this little money. Let's give up, ah." Song Xingcheng pushed his protruding head back into the car, "It's sunny outside, don't bask in it. I really want to eat something good, tomorrow When you are healthy, I will take you out to eat."

"Okay, then you go early and come back early, ah." The child waved to him with a little disappointment, and went back to the car to play a small game on the tablet.

Due to the staff staring at them, the children could only play the small programs found in Song Xingcheng's WeChat, such as Jumping, Fighting the Landlord, etc., were better than nothing.

Song Xingcheng came out rather quickly, and after putting a few bags of things into the trunk, he returned to the driver's seat and started driving.The two of them didn't speak during the whole process, but Lian Sang took a bottle of water while playing games, and handed it to Song Xingcheng in the front seat from behind without raising his head.Song Xingcheng fastened his seat belt, took a couple of drinks without looking up, it was just a tacit understanding.

When we returned to the safe villa of the program group, it was already evening, and the others hadn't come back yet.Song Xingcheng hurried to work in the kitchen with his things, Lian Sang wanted to help, but was rejected.The children had to go back to the living room and continue playing boring little games.

While playing vigorously, the door of the villa opened.The child hooked his head and looked, it turned out to be Zhao Chengyi and Bu Youmeng.He asked puzzledly, "Brother, sister, why are you back?"

Zhao Cheng and the other two were also shocked when they saw him. They held up a few bags of things in their hands and said, "I'm tired from playing, so I'm coming back to cook. And you, why did you come back so early?"

Bu Youmeng was more careful, and found that Lian Sang's face was not very good-looking, and there were some medicines on the coffee table, and she was worried: "Why is there medicine on the table, are you feeling unwell?"

"Well, my stomach feels a little uncomfortable. I have taken medicine." The child pointed to the kitchen, "Brother Song is cooking porridge for me."

"He can cook?" Zhao Chengyi asked in surprise, "Is it popular for boys to cook now?"

Bu Youmeng glanced at him sideways: "You can learn even if you don't know it. You think everyone is like you."

Zhao Cheng smiled and put the things in his hand on the coffee table, and helped to take down Bu Youmeng's bag and put it on the sofa. At the same time, he did not forget to say: "Isn't it because of you? How can I cook without you?" It's delicious, besides, let's agree that you cook and I wash the dishes."

Bu Youmeng gave him a coquettish look, and walked into the kitchen with the dishes.Song Xingcheng is just cooking porridge, so it shouldn't take up too much space, and it won't get in the way.

Lian Sang straightened up in surprise, and asked, "Brother Zhao, are you two reconciled?"

"Reconciled." Zhao Cheng sighed, "We just spend too little time together and lack of communication. Now, through this program, we have talked about everything, and decided to get back together and live a good life in the future. "

"That's great!" Lian Sang was sincerely happy for them, then trotted to the kitchen, carried Bu Youmeng on his back, and whispered to Song Xingcheng's ears.

Bu Youmeng was not embarrassed, she took out a cauliflower with a smile and broke it for Zhao Cheng, and said: "The little monk and Mr. Song have such a good relationship, it's the first time I've seen him so casual in front of outsiders."

"Hello, brothers. I heard from Lianqing that Mr. Song has always taken care of San'er, and it's not surprising that San'er is dependent on him. I think he is considered an elder brother." Zhao Cheng shrugged nonchalantly while breaking the cauliflower.Little did he know that soon, he would be slapped in the face...

Bu Youmeng gave him a blank look, thinking that the relationship between the two is not like brothers!She snorted softly and turned into the kitchen.

Song Xingcheng didn't know how to cook at first. He used to focus on his career and didn't pay much attention to his appetite.Most of the time he just asks for hygiene, fullness, and not so unpalatable.Under such circumstances, it is impossible for him to study cooking.Most of them are eaten outside, and occasionally making it at home is as simple as it is.

But since he was determined to pursue Lian Sang, and he knew that children are delicious, he silently decided to enroll in a cooking class if he had the opportunity.One is to add a bargaining chip for himself, and the other is to prevent the children from being forced to eat out every day when they are with him in the future.

It's just that he doesn't have time to implement this idea for the time being, so he can only cook porridge with his usual feeling of cooking.Fortunately, Bu Youmeng next to her was a master cook, and she helped to remind her a few times before making this pot of porridge decent.

The four of them ate at the table together, but only Lian Sang had a bowl of porridge with lean meat and vegetables in front of him, while the others had rice in front of them.There were three dishes and one soup on the table, but none of them could be eaten by Lian Sang.

The child had no choice but to stare at Song Xingcheng resentfully, and said sadly: "You agreed to drink porridge with me..."

Song Xingcheng's face was not blushing and his heart was not beating: "I thought about it carefully. Drinking porridge makes me hungry. I'd better eat. Only when I'm full can I take better care of you, right?"

Seems to make sense...

The children had to bury their heads in the porridge by themselves, trying not to squint and ignore other things on the table.He silently thought that ice coke was harmful, so he would never drink it again.

The aggrieved appearance made Zhao Chengyi and Bu Youmeng laugh out loud. They looked at each other, picked up a piece of braised pork at the same time, held it up in front of the children, and put it in each other's bowls.

That is to stimulate the children who can't eat this kind of greasy food, and show a show of affection, killing two birds with one stone.

The director of the program group who saw this scene through the machine covered his face. This couple is probably poisonous, and they put the same dish in a big circle and sent it to each other's bowls...

Why not circle the earth!

As they wished, Lian Sang was successfully stimulated.Raising his head and glaring at them angrily, the child quickly picked up a piece of braised pork, and then brought the meat to Song Xingcheng's mouth as Zhao Cheng yelled to stop: "Ah~~~"

Song Xingcheng: "...ah." Opened his mouth and swallowed.A lover's face is always given, and besides... He looked at the braised pork in Zhao Cheng's bowl next to him. What's the point of sending it to the bowl? His wife even fed it to his mouth!

Lian Sang, who was fed accurately, felt relieved immediately. He couldn't eat it, but he would show affection!

The child proudly raised his chin to Zhao Chengyi and Bu Youmeng, like a proud kitten.

Zhao Chengyi and Bu Youmeng: "..."

After a while, Zhao Chengyi pointed at Lian Sang, and then at Song Xingcheng: "You, you, what's the situation?"

Well, this man finally realized something was wrong.

Song Xingcheng replied unhurriedly on behalf of Lian Sang: "We are together."

The tone of the speech was very natural, as if it was only natural for the two of them to be together.

Bu Youmeng, who had already had a premonition, couldn't help being shocked when she heard this.It's only the first day, are you together yet?

Zhao Chengyi was even more turbulent in his heart, looking at Lian Sang for a while, and Song Xingcheng for a while.In the end, he asked Lian Sang, "You fell in love when you were only eighteen, and it was a man. Have you ever thought about how much impact it will have on your acting career?"

"I've thought about it," the child replied slowly, "But I can't only be an actor, my brother Yu would like me to help him."

Zhao Chengyi: "...But this is your current career after all, don't you want to work hard?"

The child was very surprised: "I am so rich, why should I work hard?"

"Pfft..." Bu Youmeng sprayed hot soup on the forehead of her partner Zhao Cheng.

Zhao Chengyi, who was suddenly drenched in hot soup: "..."

The author has something to say: I wish everyone a happy Father's Day