Travel reality shows are not dating shows

After a busy day, Zhang Yuan and his wife insisted on inviting everyone to dinner before ending the filming.

Returning to the residence after drinking and eating, Ji Yu leaned on the door happily: "Ah, it's great that the sponsor came to the show. This is the first time we've eaten out in so many days, right?"

Lu Huaiguang looked at him with a smile: "Mr. Ji, I'll try my best to let you go to restaurants every now and then."

Ji Yu patted him: "When we go back, my brother will take you to my private restaurants all over the place."

The two were about to go back to their rooms, when An Kexin stopped them with a mysterious expression: "Hey, wait, do you want to come...to enjoy yourself?"

The two looked at each other, and Lu Huaiguang was expressionless: "What's the matter?"

An Kexin pouted her lips: "It's really not cute at all...Here, look at this, the dried flower petals they gave me during the day are just right for soaking my feet! I'm exhausted after wearing high heels all day!"

Lu Huaiguang was very cold: "It's not suitable for us to soak rose petals."

An Kexin rolled her eyes: "You can make milk, come in for me! It's rare for me to have a heart-to-heart talk with you late at night, and your Uncle Zhang has all taken off his socks and is waiting."

The two reluctantly followed in.

Uncle Zhang looked at An Kexin's eloquent talk about how to keep in good health, and looked at the milk in the foot basin, with a painful expression on his face: "Hey, such a good thing is used to soak your feet..."

An Kexin held up the empty milk carton: "Do you need to put it on your head so that you can't see it?"

Zhang Yuan shrank his neck.

Ji Yu had a sudden thought: "Can I soak my feet with the unfinished drink?"

An Kexin was surprised by his whimsy: "No... milk is for smoothness, and drinks are for foaming?"

Ji Yu rubbed his head: "I just thought about it...as sweet as a drink?"

Lu Huaiguang persuaded him with a serious expression: "No, it's a bug."

Ji Yu: "..."

An Kexin flirted with Zhang Yuan, and propped her chin in distress: "Ah, there is still something missing. By the way, how can there be no supper!"

Ji Yu stood up: "I'll go, I'll do whatever I want."

Lu Huaiguang also stood up, and An Kexin stretched out her finger in a corner where Ji Yu couldn't see, and motioned him to sit down: "Oh, I can't let you go alone."

Ji Yu looked at Lu Huaiguang: "Then..."

Zhang Yuan stood up: "Come on, uncle will show you his cooking skills."

Ji Yu had no choice but to follow him out.

When the two closed the door, An Kexin's face immediately changed: "Hey, Xiaoguang, it's just the two of us now, do you want to talk to me about love?"

Lu Huaiguang: "...Is this what you are doing?"

An Kexin shook her finger: "This can be regarded as an information exchange, and I can also give you information about your mother."

Lu Huaiguang was unmoved: "You don't need to guess about my mother's attitude."

"Hey~" An Kexin pretended to be mysterious and shook her head, "You can't just look at the surface to speculate on a woman's mind, your mother's attitude is complicated."

Lu Huaiguang seemed a little interested: "I thought she didn't care."

An Kexin continued her efforts: "In order to show my sincerity, let me reveal some information to you first. Although your mother is still stubborn and refuses to contact you, she is actually following all kinds of news about you on the Internet."

Lu Huaiguang felt that she was deceiving: "She always felt that no matter how much I achieved in the entertainment industry, it was always a job to watch people's faces and eat without getting on the table."

An Kexin: "Hey, what are you thinking, how can your mother miss you so much!"

Lu Huaiguang: "Not only did she think of me that way, she also said that about you when you entered the entertainment circle to act."

An Kexin seemed to recall that scene back then, and she couldn't help laughing: "I remember, I remember, she was about to cry, and then your mother doesn't know how to swear, and she will only 'will to fall' or something like that over and over again. But it made me laugh! You don’t take what she said seriously, do you?”

Lu Huaiguang was expressionless.

An Kexin sighed: "Silly boy, don't even think about it. If your mother really looks down on me, I can still rush to your house to join in the fun? She just scolds harder than anyone else, but secretly Worry. She scolded me back then, but she sang the song she wrote for me without saying a word, and even secretly asked your grandpa to help me, she thought I didn't know until now."

"You too, you may not know, she will also secretly use Weibo to give you likes. I used to comment, and the ID at that time was Lu Huaiguang's mother, but I was chased and scolded by your fans. I am so ridiculous! "

Lu Huaiguang widened his eyes slightly: "She..."

"Of course your mother won't suffer. She reported all those who scolded her, but it's hard for your father to open a trumpet every day to help her fight against gangsters."

Lu Huaiguang wanted to laugh a little: "It's just this time, she actually didn't object so much?"

An Kexin changed into a comfortable position: "No, objection is still objection. She has a big opinion. At one moment, she said that Xiao Yu has no toughness, and she ran away to act halfway because she was born in a boy group. After another, she said forget it, even if she continues to sing, it's useless. Although her acting skills are not very good, anyway, she is not good enough for you."

Lu Huaiguang frowned again.

An Kexin: "However, while she said that, she still read all the relevant information about him, and said that his character is probably not bad."

Lu Huaiguang retorted: "What do you mean by passable, it's obviously very good!"

But his mother has read all of Teacher Ji's works, and he has read them too. Maybe there will be more common topics in the future?

An Kexin: "I originally thought that your mother let go of her mouth and even helped you to speak up. I said 'good people are the most important thing', but who knew your mother said..."

Lu Huaiguang became nervous: "What?"

An Kexin changed her posture and imitated the expression of Lu Huaiguang's mother: "What's the use of being nice? There are so many good people in the world. Are they all worthy of my son? How many sons I have are enough for them !"

She emphasized: "The original words have not been changed."

Lu Huaiguang stopped talking.

An Kexin changed the subject again: "But someone on the Internet scolded you for having bad eyesight, and your mother started arguing with them again using a trumpet."

"Someone scolded Ji Yu, and your mother started arguing."

Lu Huaiguang looked very confused: "Why is she so complicated?"

An Kexin: "Do you want to listen to your mother's exact words?"

Lu Huaiguang nodded.

An Kexin: "Wait for me to brew it up, and I'll reproduce the scene for you."

As she spoke, she poked her waist uprightly: "My son likes it, I can be picky, are they worthy? Is it their turn to scold? Look at this quality, they are not even good people!"

"My son won't scold him until he doesn't like it!"

Lu Huaiguang was in a very complicated mood.

An Kexin sat back in her seat: "So, talk to your mother. It's not the first time you know her temper, let her order, coax her, and tell her how much you like this boy."

An Kexin looked at him tenderly: "You also want to take him home in a fair and honest way?"

Lu Huaiguang nodded: "Well, I'll call her later."

An Kexin cleared her throat reservedly: "So, it's time for you to tell me now? How did you get together? Who told you first? Where are you now? Have you encountered any small emotional difficulties?"

Lu Huaiguang looked at the spirit of gossip that she obviously couldn't restrain, and silently looked at the door: "They should be coming back soon, I'll go and see them."

An Kexin carried him back immediately: "They can't come back so soon, don't try to run away, and share with me the little details of your love!"

Lu Huaiguang felt that the two of them might have been caught in some trick, and they were broken one by one, so he asked vigilantly, "Why didn't you come back?"

An Kexin showed a mysterious smile: "I have confidence in Zhang Yuan's cooking skills."

Lu Huaiguang was a little puzzled.

On the other side, in the kitchen.

Ji Yu opened the refrigerator. All kinds of ingredients for the program group have always been well prepared. He asked Zhang Yuan casually: "Uncle Zhang, what does Aunt An usually eat at night? You don't eat much, do you?"

Zhang Yuan smiled and nodded: "Don't look at her arguing for supper, her stomach is just a little bit big, and she still has to keep her figure, let alone eat much. I can just make her a salad, do you have all the vegetables?"

Ji Yu gave him the refrigerator: "It's pretty healthy, so I'll leave it to you."

Ji Yu thought about it, he couldn't eat any big fish and meat at night, so he picked a few ingredients that didn't fill his stomach, and planned to make another candied tomato.

He just wanted Zhang Yuan to pass him a tomato, when he saw him preparing the sauce with a stern expression.Ji Yu didn't dare to disturb him, thinking that he had some unique formula, so he held his breath and observed quietly.

Two spoonfuls of soy sauce, huh?Do you want soy sauce in the salad?

Ji Yu doesn't like to eat raw food very much, and he hasn't made salad himself, so he is a little confused when he sees his actions now, but he doesn't think there is anything wrong.

Zhang Yuan picked up a bottle of ketchup, turned the bottle upside down, and the thick ketchup slowly fell under the attraction of gravity.Zhang Yuan couldn't wait to pat the bottom of the bottle, and a big lump of tomato sauce fell out.

Ji Yu: "!"

The scene was quiet for a moment, and Zhang Yuan glanced at Ji Yu awkwardly: "This...she prefers sweet and sour food!"

Ji Yu pretended to believe it, and put forward tactfully, "Salad doesn't seem to require too much preparation, does it?"

Zhang Yuan said with a smile: "This is a local-style salad, Chinese cuisine, because it has a unique taste!"

Considering everyone's gastrointestinal health, Ji Yu proposed more tactfully: "Why don't you let me do the operation?"

You can talk, but I can decide whether to listen to you or not!

Zhang Yuan took the kitchen knife one step ahead: "No need, my sauce will be fine, add some sugar and everything will be perfect, tsk, it's a pity that there is no chili noodles..."

Ji Yu: "..."

It's not a pity.

Ji Yu couldn't help being attracted by his actions, and asked him for a long time: "Aunt An usually...do you like the dishes you cook?"

Zhang Yuan: "She can't eat a few bites, and her mouth is picky, but she is happy every time."

Ji Yu thought it might be funny.

Zhang Yuan wiped the cold sweat off his head. Normally, although his cooking is not very delicious, he is not so exaggerated. Now that An Kexin has assigned a task to hold Ji Yu back, he has tried his best up!