"Do you know how to cook?" Shi Xiarui in the supermarket asked Qi Ji, staring at a radish.

Qi Ji came back to his senses: "You can do something simple..."

Shi Xiarui exhaled, "That's good, I really don't know how to cook."

"I don't cook either... it's not as delicious as Sister Yue." Qi Ji originally wanted to say Wan Chukong, but he changed his words when he spoke. The man on the show had never cooked.

Shi Xiarui nodded, "Would you like to buy radishes?"

"Hmm?" Qi Ji confirmed the shopping list, "It doesn't write it on it, it doesn't seem necessary, right?"

"Then why are you staring at me all the time?" Shi Xiarui asked him with a smile.

It is really not necessary to be distracted during the recording, but the words Wan Chukong had just said made Qi Ji a little concerned.

A photographer suddenly appeared around the corner. Qi Ji looked down and didn't see it. Shi Xiarui looked over and saw Wan Chukong revealing his figure beside the shelf.

The two of them looked at each other and Wan Chukong spoke: "Little..."

Qi Ji raised his head, Wan Chukong paused for a moment, and said, "Do you still have any money left? Sister Yue asked me to borrow some from you."

Qi Ji said, "It's not enough, it's not enough." Then he turned to look at his follow-up, "It must be a task, it's impossible for us to buy ingredients so easily."

Shi Xiarui interrupted: "Qi Ji, you are too honest. We are opponents now, so there is no need to tell Brother Wan so much."

Wan Chukong repeated the two words: "Opportune?"

Qi Ji nodded: "I understand, then let's go separately." He said that, and waved to Wan Chukong.

"Brother, bye bye, see you later."

Wan Chukong: "..."

After leaving the fruit and vegetable area of ​​the supermarket, Qi Ji felt a little naive, but he couldn't blame him for such behavior. If you want to blame, you should blame Wan Chukong, you learned it from him!

After completing the task and getting another cash, the two discussed using the remaining money to take a taxi back.

On the way, Shi Xiarui suddenly asked him: "Do you think Brother Wan is easy to talk to?"

Qi Ji looked at her with a little surprise, and she patted her mouth: "I said the wrong thing. You have the most relationship with him, so of course you have something to talk to with him."

"Do you think he is not easy to talk to?" Qi Ji asked.

Shi Xiarui waved her hand: "No, no, I don't mean that, don't get me wrong. Brother Wan is quite gentle. We have filmed a show together. Although we haven't seen him a few times on the set, everyone has a good impression of him. He is handsome and has good acting skills. I just don't realize that I'm a little afraid of him. After all, I'm still a newcomer in acting, and he's already so powerful."

Qi Ji nodded and waited for the following.

Shi Xiarui said: "You are the most familiar with him, so you want to hear your pertinent evaluation."

"Sometimes it's really hard to talk about..." Qi Ji said, not seeing Shi Xiarui's sudden change in expression, and then said, "It's a bit like a child. Many things will go against people, just follow him a little."

Shi Xiarui's expression changed for only a few seconds and soon recovered, "So that's what it is..."

In the evening, the program team asked everyone to cook together, and there were not so many people in the kitchen. Wan Chukong consciously carried Qi Ji to the backyard to wash vegetables.

"You and I are not the same group," said Qi Ji.

"I know, it's the opponent." Wan Chukong still pulled him, "Everyone washes his own."

The two of them passed by, and just walked a few steps from the shooting. Wan Chukong took the lead in closing the door and separating the people.

Qi Ji was stunned: "What is this for?"

Wan Chukong looked at him and opened the door again, and said to the photographer with a slightly apologetic expression: "Sorry, I forgot."

...This is definitely intentional!

Qi Ji couldn't help but take a step back. Although Wan Chukong cooperated with the recording all day and his smile never stopped, he just tasted it in it.

Sure enough, just after the two of them bent over to wash vegetables, Wan Chukong suddenly said, "The phone was called by his family."

Qi Ji didn't expect that he would suddenly say this, so he soaked his hands in the water and forgot to take them out: "...You are in the wheat."

"I know." Wan Chukong raised his eyes, "What can I say about this?"

Qi Jimu nodded with his head, feeling very scared.

He held it for a while but couldn't help it: "Is something wrong with the family when calling in the middle of the night?"

"It's nothing big, let me go back after the recording of the program." Wan Chukong drained the water and took away the basin from Qi Ji's hand. "Are you going back directly after recording or something else? We'll go back as soon as we go back, so we can go together."

Qi Ji watched him finish his work, "...you don't expose your address."

In this way, people all over the country know that we live in the same community!

It's obviously not like this!!

Wan Chukong deliberately used a very deep tone: "No, no."

Qi Ji: "I want to report to Uncle Fang, you will learn from him."

Wan Chukong smiled: "Then go and talk."

Qi Ji: "..."

After the day of recording, I finally didn't have to be active in front of the camera. After taking a shower, Qi Ji turned on his phone, cleared a series of missed calls and unread messages in the message bar with one click, and clicked on WeChat to see the message sent by Wanchu.

Wan Chukong:【Come to my room】

Qi Ji swallowed and replied: [Can't you just say it here?]

Everyone's rooms are very close, and there are cameras in the corridor, which can always catch them in and out.

Wan Chukong: [If I can’t explain it clearly, then I’ll go find you]

Qi Ji finally opened the door and came to Wan Chukong's room like a thief. The door was pushed open without closing and pushing it. He walked in and locked the door with his backhand. Wan Chukong had just taken a shower and sat by the bed with half-wet hair. When he saw him coming in, he stood up.

Only one desk lamp was turned on in the room, and the two of them looked at each other. The orange-red light was frozen on the side faces of the two of them like a ball of burning flames. Qi Ji was defeated first: "Is there anything you want to tell me?"

Wan Chukong looked at him and reported seriously: "Nothing happened last night, I just went to the living room to answer a call."

Qi Ji no longer cared about this and said casually: "Is it my mother called me so late?"

"She has always been like this."

Qi Ji could not refute this. Once, two of them were halfway through Wan Chukong's mother called. Wan Chukong was very low. In the end, Qi Ji advised him to answer quickly. Maybe something important was to do so late.

Wan Chukong answered the phone and chatted for a while and then hung up.

Qi Ji asked him: "What's wrong?"

Wan Chukong had a dark face: "She said Qiao Qirui was unwilling to go to school tomorrow."

Qi Ji said: "But tomorrow is Saturday, right?"

"Yes, that's what I told her."

Qi Ji: "..."

Wan Chukong buried his face in his shoulder quite depressedly. Qi Ji had no ability to resist his boyfriend's sudden childish behavior, so he quickly touched his head to show comfort.

As a result, his considerate resulted in the man's intensification in the second half of the night.

Qi Ji was still thinking, Wan Chukong had already held his hand and asked, "Don't you believe me?"

"No, I just hope you can tell me something." Qi Ji has always had a good temper and will not get angry easily.

"I don't want you to bother me." Wan Chukong hugged him in his arms and pressed his head against his chest, allowing him to feel his powerful heartbeat. "Are you happy to do a mission with Shi Xiarui today?"

"What?" Qi Ji didn't react for a moment, "That's an automatic group."

Wan Chukong wrapped his hand around his waist and lifted his clothes restlessly, "I don't care."

Qi Ji hurriedly said, "She talked to me about you today..."

Wan Chukong kept kissing him, "What are you talking about?"

When Qi Ji thought of those praises, he suddenly said it reluctantly, pushed him gently, and said embarrassedly: "I have to go back."

"I won't let you go back." Wan Chukong bit his ear and sprayed his breathing on his ears.

"What if someone sees it tomorrow morning!"

Wan Chukong put his jaw on his shoulder, "Yes, what should I do? Everyone will know that you are sleeping in my room at that time."

Qi Ji begs for mercy in a low voice: "No..."

This time he could clearly see the deep color under Wan Chukong's eyes, as if there was no light, and the depression could not be released. Qi Ji couldn't understand it, so his expression was still confused and he didn't know how to avoid it.

Wan Chukong gently touched the ends of his hair, like that night a long time ago, the shadows of two people under the street light were dragged by the light. When he touched him, he seemed to imprint his expression in his heart.

At the same time, his phone lit up on the desk, and the agent sent two messages in succession: [That report is temporarily suppressed]

[The source of the video has not been found yet]

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Theme post: ["Spring Garden" 6.29 Live Broadcast Building (Sugar-Eating Version)]

As the title says, don't come if you don't eat sugar

2l: It will take an hour to broadcast. Is it too early to open the building?

3l: Looking forward to it
To be continued...