The car stopped slowly outside the inn. Nanyin pushed open the car door and got out. Just as she was about to follow the house and walk into the inn, she was pulled from behind. Her arm was pulled from behind, and her footsteps were suddenly in place.

Nan Yin turned around, followed the slender fingers pulling his arm, looked up and saw that it was Jiang Jingzuo. She relaxed her tight body and let him pull himself to the shade of lush trees.

The lush flowers and plants provided a good cover, with mottled light and a fine light on Jiang Jingzuo's face, making his deep pupils even more charming. Nan Yin moved her gaze away and landed on his rolling Adam's apple, and whispered, "What's wrong?"

"..." Seeing Nan Yin's reaction, Jiang Jingzuo widened his eyes and felt a little unwilling to accept it. After a few seconds, he said dullly, "I just laughed."

You smile and let you be my god.

Nan Yin remembered what she had just said, and her face slowly turned red.

Just now, she saw Jiang Jingzuo seemingly depressed. Then she thought of something to comfort him. She told him that at least for her, there was no comparison with him in the house. Who knew that, just as soon as the words ended, Jiang Jingzuo grinned and smiled at her.

His facial features were already mixed with a manly tough and the sunshine of a young man. Usually there were static pictures, and he rarely smiled, which only added a bit of cold and elegant feeling. At this moment, his eyebrows and eyes were relaxed, with a soft curve, revealing a few white teeth, wrapped in thin lips with rosy colors. The sunny and beautiful sunshine made her heart tremble as if she had been hit by a huge impact.

She was a little uncomfortable and didn't even dare to look him in the eyes.

Seeing Nan Yin silently not speaking, Jiang Jingzuo frowned and his tone was dry. It was a regret that everyone could hear, "Did you just lied to me?"

"No."

It was obvious that Jiang Jingzuo didn't look like someone who would be willing to show weakness, but in front of her, the environment changed almost all the time with the environment. Not to mention listening to his low and sad tone at this moment, Nan Yin couldn't stand it and hurriedly spoke up to argue.

Under his heavy gaze, Nan Yin slowly took out his cell phone, changed his notes to my male god in front of him, and handed them to him, "Here," he asked him to inspect the person in her address book, "You are the only one who is my male god."

Jiang Jingzuo was pleased by Nan Yin's last words. He looked happy and took out his cell phone and replaced the simple Nan Yin with my fan girl.

Nan Yin approached him and looked at the words, her face was indescribable.

Jiang Jingzuo admired their notes. He was very satisfied with the obvious pair, but he was a little dissatisfied. He put away his phone and said to Nanyin, "This is the program team's mobile phone. When you go back, you must also change the notes on your phone."

Although they have not contacted each other in recent years, fortunately, they have not made too ugly. At least their contact information still exists.

Nanyin was laughed at Jiang Jingzuo's childish behavior, but they had been away for too long, and the others should be anxious, so they responded to Jiang Jingzuo's wishes.

After receiving Nan Yin's affirmative answer, the two hurriedly walked into the inn.

Although Fangziyu is a new member and has never cooperated with each MC, as a traffic bar that is as famous as Tang Jinghuai and Jiang Jingzuo, he is always as scattered everywhere.

I greeted him one by one. I obviously asked the staff before coming to the house, "Will I clean now or?"

"Oh," Zhou Wanyang took the bill from the front desk, "Look at the bill, and then there are tableware on the dining table. If you don't understand, you can ask Nan Yin or others."

Because Nanyin had met with Fangzi before, they became more familiar with each other, so Zhou Wanyang subconsciously mentioned Nanyin's name, but after saying that sentence, she immediately felt Jiang Jingzuo's unscrupulous gaze, which led to the following sentence.

"I'm mainly responsible for those things. Nan Yin doesn't understand, just ask me." Jiang Jingzuo said before Nan Yin spoke.

Fang Ziyu's eyes were traveling around Nanyin and Jiang Jingzuo for a few seconds, showing a clear smile, and nodding faintly while retracting his gaze.

While Nan Yin was cleaning and decorating, she quietly looked at Jiang Jingzuo and the house several times. When she saw that they were getting along well, she breathed a sigh of relief.

However, the director and the program team have always been famous for their routines, and they never thought that the two people who are in the same frame would really be able to get along in peace.

"Kyosa Kazuko was responsible for making a menu for lunch today. Others cooperated to be considered a competition, and the owner of the dishes won."

The director paused and continued to say the rules, "Customers must not interfere when ordering orders. Let customers choose according to the photos and taste of the dishes, so the sample of the dishes is very important..."

"Okay." Jiang Jingzuo nodded happily without much surprise.

The director looked at Fang Ziyu and silently asked for his opinion, "I learned some cooking skills before coming, and I can't wait to show it."

Nan Yin sorted out the dining table outside, hesitated for a few seconds, walked to the kitchen door, pretending to unintentionally investigate the situation inside.

The two of them stood on both sides of the kitchen, standing opposite each other, and the atmosphere looked quite harmonious.

As if he noticed some kind of gaze, Jiang Jingzuo looked up and looked straight at the kitchen door. Seeing that it was Nanyin, Jiang Jingzuo naturally relaxed his tight shoulders and spoke slowly, "It just so happened that Nanyin, you come and help me."

"……oh."

When Nanyin stirred the slices and handed them to Jiang Jingzuo, he heard the sound of the house meeting coming from the opposite side, "Nanyin, can you come here to do me a favor?"

"No," Before Nanyin could speak, Jiang Jingzuo had already refused for her. While taking the leaves tied into a bunch of vegetables and handing them to Nanyin, his voice was gentle, "Help me choose vegetables."

Nan Yin looked at the house with a little apology and walked to the side to choose vegetables.

Looking at Nan Yin's figure who was picking vegetables beside him, Jiang Jingzuo raised his eyebrows and looked at Fangziyu, thinking that he was kind enough to provide him with advice, "Or you can ask Lu Xing to come in and help you."

When the house shook his head, he quietly replied to Jiang Jingzuo's obvious hostility, "No need, I can wait."

"Ha." Jiang Jingzuo let out a sound of air with some disdain, then lowered his eyebrows and looked at his ingredients and thought.

In the following time, whenever there was something in the house that needed Nanyin's help, Jiang Jingzuo could always occupy Nanyin's sight with various small things, leaving her no time to care about the house that she encountered.

The morning time passed quickly, and guests took their seats one after another. Nanyin couldn't tell which one was made by Jiang Jingzuo or which one was met by the house.

"Who do you think I can win with the house?" Seeing Nan Yin's focused expression, Jiang Jingzuo couldn't help asking.

"Ah?" Nan Yin counted the number of dishes on the table in her heart. She didn't hear Jiang Jingzuo completely, but she still obeyed the thoughts deep in her soul, "I hope you win."

Noting Nanyin's words, Jiang Jingzuo's hand, which had originally clenched into a fist, relaxed a little, and his whole breath became gentle.

It doesn't matter whether he wins or not. What he cared about at the beginning was always just Nan Yin's personal opinion.

When the house is cooked, they tend to be light home-cooked side dishes, while when the Jiang Jingshe cooked it, it seems that he was deliberately cooking the house, and more or less, they were seasoned with some chili peppers for each dish.

It has a light taste that is suitable for both young and old, but many people are somewhat allergic to spicy food.

When the results of the most popular dish were announced, compared to Jiang Jingzuo's face, Nan Yin was very nervous for no reason.

"After our final statistics, the customer's favorite dish is soup baby cabbage, so the winner is," Nan Yin's heart was raised to his throat. If Jiang Jingzuo lost, his entire air pressure would be very low, "I met the house."

As soon as he heard the result, even though there was a certain predictable possibility before, Nan Yin still looked at Jiang Jingzuo with some concern.

He lowered his face, his expression was unreal and blurry, which made Nan Yin worry, and felt nowhere to hide.

During the lunch break, while everyone else was gathered at the front desk to chat, Nanyin ran to the kitchen behind and saw the person leaning over to wash the dishes.

She walked behind Jiang Jingzuo with a slight hand and patted his shoulder.

"What's the matter?" Seeing that it was Nan Yin, Jiang Jingzuo's expression was still faint, as if he had met the house and could not be interested in anything he did.

"Where are the dishes you cook? Or where is the refrigerator?"

Because he helped Jiang Jingzuo process the ingredients, Yi Nanyin looked at the plate on the table and recognized several dishes made by Jiang Jingzuo at a glance.

After washing the chopsticks, Jiang Jingzuo had no time to say, "That's the leftovers to be dumped, don't eat them," and saw Nan Yin pick up the leftovers and put them in her mouth to taste them.

Nan Yin chewed slowly, and finally tasted the dishes made by Jiang Jingzuo one by one, "It's quite delicious."

When Jiang Jingzuo was immersed in the sadness of losing to the house, Nanyin spoke seriously, "Maybe the ingredients are related, but I think what you cook is really delicious, because they don't know how to appreciate it."

Facing Jiang Jingzuo's unexpected expression, Nan Yin naturally picked up the dishes and raised her hand, "I'll feed you a try."

She got close to him and looked at him without any concealment, including the feeding movements, so skillful that they seemed to have done it thousands of times between them.

Jiang Jingzuo knew that he could not resist Nan Yin's active approach, so he stared at Nan Yin's eyes and slowly opened his mouth.

With Jiang Jingzuo's eager gaze, Nan Yin raised her eyes slightly, controlled her trembling tone, and spoke with hope, "How is it, it's delicious."

Before he could speak, Nan Yin said again, "You are really amazing. I guess I can't make these dishes even in the Year of the Monkey and Horses."

Jiang Jingzuo really wanted to say that I'll make it for you to eat, but he opened his lips and just laughed softly, as if he was amused by her praise, "You are so supportive"

"Of course," Nan Yin nodded with a sly smile on her face, "I am a qualified fan."

"My male god, others can't even compare to his hair."

Jiang Jingzuo's eyes were filled with a smile.

He had long since no concern about winning or losing, but just thought that Nan Yin might feel distressed, so he looked depressed.

"So," Nanyin raised her hand, stretched out her thumb and index finger, landed on Jiang Jingzuo's lips, and pulled it aside.

"Just be happier."
Chapter completed!