After being bound by the eating and broadcasting system, I became a heartthrob

When Chu Yu woke up the next morning, before he even opened the door, he felt the cold wind pouring into the room. Before he even got up, Xiaoer sent a new stove in.

The little second hand quickly moved the stove in. Chu Yu was afraid that he would be troublesome, so he hurriedly said, "We are leaving today, so there is no need for this?"

Xiaoer pressed the stove for him, touched the back of his head, "It's snowing heavily outside, it snowed all night last night, and the road was closed long ago, someone who came with you paid a few bucks at our shopkeeper's." The rent of the sky, the shopkeeper asked me to come and add some fire to your room."

Chu Yu sat on the edge of the bed in a daze, and the little girl went out to close the door for him. He took off the bamboo hat, went to the window, and propped it up, only to find that the outside was covered with thick snow, and there were still drifting waves. The goose feathers were snowing heavily, and the cold wind whizzed into the house with snowflakes.

The room had just warmed up, but was blown cold again by the gust of wind, he quickly closed the window, took a few breaths, and warmed his hands for a while by the stove where Xiao Erduan came in.

After a while, someone outside knocked on the door, probably out of habit, and slapped it hard a few times. After thinking about the people living inside, the movements suddenly became much softer, so soft that the people inside couldn't hear clearly.

Chu Yu opened the door dumbfounded.

Opening the door, it was indeed Liu Dazhuang.

Seeing Chu Yu, he subconsciously smirked a few times, "Brother, did I wake you up?"

Chu Yu shook her head quickly, "I'm already up, aren't we leaving today?"

Liu Dazhuang scratched his hair in embarrassment, and nodded, "I asked the people in the town when I went out this morning. I have never seen such heavy snow last year. I am afraid that the road will be icy after the snow stops, and the horse's feet will slip. , it will take a few more days."

Chu Yu sighed, this situation is similar to what he expected.

Seeing that he was a little depressed, Liu Dazhuang quickly comforted him, "It's good to rest here, but the horse has to rest. I went to see the barn in this inn. It's warm and the fodder is fresh."

Chu Yu heard him mentioning Tayun, and then remembered to look at the horse, and said, "Brother, can you take me to the stable to see Tayun?"

Liu Dazhuang was about to speak, when a lazy voice sounded behind him, "Where are you going, it's so cold outside, just stay at the inn."

The two turned their heads and saw Meng Zhenzhi half leaning against the doorframe of Chu Yu's room, his eyes half closed, and he looked listless.

Even across the aisle, Chu Yu could smell the faint smell of alcohol on his body, and felt that there were four big characters "Night does not return" printed on his face, and immediately became angry, "You still have to say that." Keep it to yourself."

When Chu Yu returned to his room last night, the inn was closed, and Meng Zhenzhi hadn't come back, and he didn't know whether he came back in the morning or came in through the window last night.

Seeing Meng Zhenzhi's return, Liu Dazhuang hurriedly said, "Brother Meng, why were you not here last night? I went to look for you."

Meng Zhenzhi yawned, and lazily rubbed his sore shoulders, "I went to the winery and stole the daughter Hong who had been hidden by the boss for ten years, and was found by the boss's dog. The boss was very stingy and held a knife Chased me for eight blocks."

Chu Yu,"……"

Liu Dazhuang chuckled, "As expected of the boss."

Meng Zhenzhi didn't bother to pay attention to him, turned around and went back to the room, and when he came back after a while, he took a thick fur vest in his hand and threw it to Chu Yu, "Put it on, I bought it for you yesterday, don't get sick from the cold, please ask someone here. Doctors are precious."

Liu Dazhuang rolled his eyes at the side, thinking that no matter how expensive it is to hire a doctor, can it be as expensive as the woolen clothes from this tailor's shop?

He was extremely dissatisfied with this blatant partiality, and shouted loudly, "Boss, what about me?"

Meng Zhenzhi glanced at him indifferently, "You have rough skin and thick flesh, so you can resist freezing, can he do it? Young master, you are responsible for freezing?"

Chu Yu had just put on the waistcoat. Hearing what they said, she hurriedly said, "Actually, I'm not very cold. Why don't I wear it for you."

Liu Dazhuang was originally making jokes with Meng Zhenzhi, but when he saw what Chu Yu said, he turned his head and met his pale and innocent face, feeling guilty immediately, and quickly shook his hand, "No, no, brother Meng is right, I have rough skin and thick flesh, so I am frost-resistant."

"Really?"

Chu Yu blinked suspiciously, and while Liu Dazhuang wasn't paying attention, she suddenly put her hand on his.

Liu Dazhuang didn't know what happened yet, but saw the hands of the two together, blushing as if he had drunk his head, hesitating and speechless.

Chu Yu didn't notice his abnormality, so he withdrew his hand naturally, secretly thinking that this martial arts practitioner is different, his hand is as hot as a small stove in such a cold sky.

It seems that he needs to practice more, not to mention what kind of moves he can practice, at least he will not get sick in the future.

Thinking this way in his heart, he didn't notice when Meng Zhenzhi had floated beside him, and held his hand while he was distracted.

Chu Yu raised his eyes and looked at him puzzled.

Meng Zhenzhi took his hand, looked at him with downcast eyes, and asked with some taste, "Why don't you care if I'm cold or not?"

Chu Yu withdrew his hand awkwardly, pursed his lips, and glared at him secretly, "Are you still cold? In terms of thick skin, no one can compare to you, right?"

"Tsk," Meng Zhenzhi laughed, "Little white-eyed wolf."

Fortunately, he was afraid that he would be cold, so he went around a long way to the tailor shop in the town last night to find a tailor to make him a woolen cloth.

"Okay, I won't make fun of you anymore. I have something to do today, so just follow Liu Dazhuang and don't run around alone." Meng Zhenzhi stretched his waist and threw his fan to him, "Let you go first there."

Chu Yu was wondering why he gave him the fan he carried with him for safekeeping, but before he had time to ask, Meng Zhenzhi slammed the door shut.

Liu Dazhuang exposed him unceremoniously, "Probably because I didn't sleep well last night, so I went back to catch up on sleep."

Chu Yu put away the fan silently, and asked Liu Dazhuang to take him to the stable to watch the horses.

Among several elderly mules and poor-looking horses, Chu Yu saw Tayun at a glance. It may be that Xiaoer saw Tayun's extraordinary appearance and gave him a stable alone. , which is currently resting.

Hearing the movement, Tayun opened his eyes, got up and walked to the fence.

He was still the majestic appearance that Chu Yu saw on the racecourse that day, but he was a little more docile in front of Chu Yu. During these days, he was exposed to wind and sun along the way, and he was not as well taken care of by the royal stables. A lot of mess.

Chu Yu touched its hair with some distress.

If so many things hadn't happened, it wouldn't have to come out to suffer. Chu Rui treasured it the most. I don't know if Chu Rui would regret it after taking it back.

Liu Dazhuang watched quietly from the side, until Chu Yu turned around, and he hurriedly followed, "Brother, did you go to listen to the storyteller last night?"

Chu Yu nodded, "What you said yesterday was good. That storyteller is indeed worthy of No.1 mouth. He spoke very interestingly."

Liu Dazhuang smiled, "I'm a big bastard, I don't understand those things, I just think it's too boring to wait for the snow to stop here, and I want to find some fun for you."

After listening to his silly words, Chu Yu couldn't help laughing, his heart was funny and touched, his face softened a lot, "Thank you, Big Brother."

Liu Dazhuang was stunned for a while and then scratched the back of his head.

It was still snowing outside at noon, even if Meng Zhenzhi didn't tell him, he couldn't go anywhere, so he could only stay in the room obediently, with the doors and windows closed tightly to prevent the cold wind from blowing in.

Xiaoer brought a bowl of ginger soup, some vegetable buns and a bowl of white porridge.

Chu Yu stayed in the room alone, the stove was burning inside the room, and there was hot porridge, which was a rare leisure these days. Remembering that there had been no live broadcast for several days, she opened the live broadcast room.

Seeing the increasing number of viewers, Chu Yu carefully picked up a bun, took a bite, took a hot breath, and said vaguely, smiling and greeting the barrage, "Good afternoon, everyone."

【Good afternoon, Yuer! 】

[I'm coming to see my baby! 】

【Baby Yuer, good afternoon!Just when I was about to take a nap, I saw my baby opened a live broadcast room! 】

Wrapped in a fluffy blanket, Xiaotuanzi crawled out shivering, "Yu'er, why is it so cold today, Bentong froze to death."

【Actually, today is the winter solstice! 】

[Yes yes yes, I said why is it so cold today, I don’t know if Yu’er’s side is the winter solstice. 】

[Yu'er remember to put on more clothes, it looks so cold. 】

Chu Yu took a sip of the porridge, and it was much warmer. She shook her head, "I'm not cold. Brother Meng gave me a waistcoat. It's quite warm. You should also remember to add more clothes, so you don't get sick from the cold."

As soon as he finished speaking, before he realized that there was something wrong, the barrage exploded.

[This vest was originally given by Brother Meng, brother Meng is so warm. 】

[Looks good, looks at my Yuyu's proud little expression, doesn't she just want us to praise you, can't I praise you? 】

[Where is Brother Meng? Why don't you have dinner with Yuyu? 】

Seeing that the barrage was full of praises for Meng Zhenzhi, Chu Yu suddenly thought that if Meng Zhenzhi saw so many people praising him, he might be so proud that he would fly to the sky while talking low-key and low-key.

Chu Yu could imagine the appearance of that person, and couldn't help but lowered his head and smiled.

[Ah, ah, Yu'er, he just gave you a piece of clothing, so don't look so moved! 】

[Hahaha, the sisters in front spoke out the feelings of many people. 】

【According to my observation, Brother Meng is a slutty (Han) maniac, Brother Rui is better, the truth is plain and plain. 】

[I stand for Brother Meng. Although Brother Meng looks out of tune, he is actually quite good to Yuyu. 】

Chu Yu had just finished a bowl of porridge, and seeing that the topics discussed on the bullet screen were becoming more and more uncontrollable, she hurriedly said, "Then stop talking about that."

He hurriedly said, see you next time, and hurriedly closed the live broadcast room.

In the past, I still couldn't understand what they were saying, but recently I seem to understand more and more what they are saying, so that Chu Yu didn't know how to respond.

He really had a headache, so he simply went offline and escaped directly.

After closing the live broadcast room, the waiter came to take away the bowls and chopsticks not long after. Chu Yu walked around the room a few times to digest food, but couldn't find anything to do, so he simply fell asleep again.

It's just that he slept for too long this time, no one came to disturb him, and he passed in bed all afternoon.

Chu Yu didn't wake up suddenly until Xiaoer knocked on the door at night, rubbed his head that was swollen and aching from sleeping for too long, got up and asked the time, only to realize that he had slept for more than two hours.

There was noise coming from outside, Chu Yu looked down from the upstairs, and found that the storyteller came again today, and the story was still the next few times that he said yesterday.

He hurriedly tidied up, put on a bamboo hat, and went downstairs with a hand warmer in his hand.

I don't know if it was because of the heavy snow that there were a lot fewer people who came today than yesterday, and the rewards received in the pot in front of the storyteller were also a lot less.

I don't know if it was Chu Yu's illusion, but he always felt that the storyteller was a little less passionate than yesterday.

After listening to it for a while, the storyteller was talking about the most exciting part, when someone came in suddenly, bringing a lot of cool air, Chu Yu turned his head and found that it was the young flower seller from yesterday.

There was a thin layer of snowflakes on his body, which was baked into water droplets by the heating in the room, wet his hair, and the black hair stained his face, making his complexion even paler.

There are still a lot of flowers left in the basket today, probably because it was too cold, so they didn't sell well.

Without disturbing others, he walked around the crowd on his own, sat down in the corner where he sat yesterday, and listened quietly.