"Oba will talk nonsense, who is the old lady? Hehe..." Park Soo-ji, who was amused, gently hit Zhao Yongqi on the shoulder, and seemed to mind his words. He was in a good mood and continued to take out the lunch box one by one and put them on.

Zhao Yongqi, who walked directly to Park Soo-ji, asked curiously: "Where are the others? Xiao Baozi and the others were obviously out half an hour earlier than me. Where did the ones at noon go?"

"Oh, the weather is too hot, and Oni Oppa and others have gone back to the dressing room to change their clothes. Humph, except for Oni Oppa who doesn't pay attention to his image, even if it's Ho Oppa, have you seen him change clothes in front of others?" Park Soo-ji still couldn't forget to scold him when he finished explaining.

"Wow hahaha... that's because that guy He doesn't have a figure worth showing off at all!" Zhao Yongqi boasted proudly, "Suji, think about it, his fat body could be covered up with clothes for some difficulty, but if he took it off, tsk tsk, that picture will guarantee that you will even rebel and vomit it out for breakfast."

"Hehe, Oppa, if you hear what He Oppa said, you will definitely fight again." Park Soo-ji's crisp laughter sounded instantly.

"I have heard it!" Cheng He's voice followed closely, pushed open the door of the lounge, and when he strode in, he stared at Zhao Yongqi fiercely and said, "Bitch, don't you know that talking bad things behind people is going to be struck by lightning?"

"Oh, that's it? Okay, after everyone is here, I'll talk about it, there will be no thunder in the sky." Zhao Yongqi's smiley stroke, provoking, as if he wanted to do some pre-dinner exercises.

He raised two middle fingers at Zhao Yongqi angrily. Cheng He seemed not to want to fight with the man in front of him. He walked towards the picnic area and said, "If it weren't for the hot weather, now you, Lord He, will kill you bitch Qi in minutes!"

"Come on, come on! I'm waiting for you to come here, and I'll kill you~~~" In the tone of peach blossoms, Zhao Yongqi jumped around and provoked in front of Cheng He. He was so angry that the bitch He who had just sat down grabbed the shoes he took off in a burst of crisp laughter from Park Soo-ji, and threw them at the laughing male god.

"Bitch among bitches!" The thrown shoes were naturally flashed by Zhao Yongqi, and the angry Cheng He could only attack with words.

But unexpectedly, Zhao Yongqi didn't even react at all. He rushed to the side of Feiyuan's smelly shoe, kicked it to the farthest corner from Cheng He, then put his hands on his hips and said to Cheng He with a proud face: "Brother He, I'll see you later. How can you jump with one foot to digest food after eating?"

"You bitch!! Take it for me!!" Cheng He finally couldn't help but start roaring again.

"Do you think there is such a possibility?" Shi Shiran walked back to Park Soo-ji who was squatting on the ground and laughing. Zhao Yongqi continued to complete the unfinished transportation work.

Just as Cheng He wanted to curse, the door of the lounge was opened again, and this time almost everyone entered. Tianrandai and Feifei saw Cheng He's angry look, and knew that it must be the two unreliable brothers who started to make fun of it. They excitedly grabbed Park Soo-ji and asked about the passing.

After a few words, through Park Soo-ji's mouth, everyone noticed the shoe lying in the corner, and laughed everywhere.

"He He, why are you going to provoke Xiao Qi again?" Li Chen sat next to Cheng He and reached out to pat his shoulder.

"Mom Chen, this time you want to make decisions for me, I didn't mess with this bastard bitch at all. It was just him who was here to provoke him." Cheng He lay on Li Chen's shoulder bitterly, his face full of depression and grievance.

"Hahahahaha..." Before Li Chen could speak, Deng Chao burst out laughing and pointed at Cheng He and said, "You are really confident when you say this? In the second chapter of the morning, Xiao Qi wore that cloth strip and a broken Taoist robe to record a bitter scene. What did you say? "The fairy-like swaying is light and the cold wind will pass by. Don't be afraid of the coldness in your chest, but you are afraid of the cold balls under your crotch." Hahaha... Your bitch made the words of Shed No. 7 laugh for half an hour. Do you still dare to say that you didn't provoke Xiao Qi?"

"Hahaha..." In an instant, even Xu Wenwei squirted out tea in the lounge, laughing halfway to death, let alone those big and small superstars.

Touching his chin, Cheng He didn't care how loud the others laughed, or how dark Zhao Yongqi's face was. He nodded and said with smugness: "Yes, I also wrote a good poem, and I almost forgot it. I will be matched with the stills of Zhang Bitch Qi in a while, and I will show you Brother He's talent on Weibo."

"You bitch, be really brave. Starting today, I will post ten of your black news on Weibo every day!" Zhao Yongqi, who wanted to eat Cheng He, was threatened with gritting his teeth.

Although the girls' faces were a little blushing, the problem was that the laughter was not small at all. I looked at the complacent Cheng He and Zhao Yongqi who wanted to eat him. The laughter couldn't stop for a long time.

Qian Qiming, who had experienced this scene in the morning, smiled for a long time before sitting next to Xu Wenwei, picked up the small wine gourd, poured a glass for his old brother, and then filled it with him. He picked it up and squinted, then shook his head and smiled: "In the morning, as soon as He He finished speaking, the little guy started chasing him and almost demolished the entire shed. Sometimes he thought that these little guys' ability to toss people anytime and anywhere is really something that others can do."

"That's because he's too cheap!" x2

Zhao Yongqi and Cheng He raised their hands and pointed at each other almost at the same time, even their angrily tone was exactly the same, which made everyone laugh again.

Just as the atmosphere was good, everyone who had laughed enough also began to pick up their chopsticks to enjoy lunch, the door of the lounge was opened again.

"Xiao Xin? Come here so late?" Seeing Lin Xin appear, Zhao Yongqi waved to him with a smile and said, "Have you eaten lunch? Come and have a bite."

"No, I lie down for a while, and I rushed here at six o'clock in the morning, but I was still in a traffic jam. I ate casually in the car and lay down for a while." Lin Xin, who looked exhausted, smiled a little unhappy and walked straight to the freezer to get the iced drink.

"You have to eat first if you want to sleep." Zhao Yongqi, who simply stood up, walked over and dragged his brother over, forced him to sit on the picnic cloth, and then said to Xu Wenwei: "Director Xu, Xiaoxin has been too tired these days. In the afternoon, he should transfer his one to the last one. After eating later, let him go to the dressing room to have a sleep first. If he gets up, he will be more likely to get into the show if he gets up."
Chapter completed!