Wounds for my wife are medals.
Ding Meng's young girl's heart was severely hit.
Qiao Yichen's eyes are more dazzling than diamonds or stars, just looking at you with no emotion, but the temperature on his face rises rapidly.
"I'm going back to the room first!" Ding Meng picked up her things randomly and rushed back to the room.
Hearing the door slamming in the corridor, the smile at the corner of Qiao Yichen's mouth could not be restrained from spreading to his eyes.
He sealed the bunch of incense that Ding Meng had not finished eating, put it in the refrigerator, turned off the lights in the living room, and went back to the room.
After Ding Meng took a shower, she still couldn't calm down. Was Qiao Yichen talking about love just now? Damn, he has turned into a middle-level expert now, it's really degenerate, so degenerate!
She shook the goose bumps on her body and slid into the bed early.
The next day, when Qiao Yichen got up to prepare breakfast, he found that Ding Meng was already busy in the kitchen. She was wearing an apron around her waist and was tasting soup with a spoon. The morning sun was still very mild, and it fell on her body and hair from the window, reflecting the golden stars.
This scene inexplicably fascinated Qiao Yichen. When Ding Meng noticed that he was standing at the door, she looked back and said, "You're up, I've stewed the pork ribs soup, it'll be ready soon."
This soup is specially stewed for Qiao Yichen. If he wants to remove the stitches today, he still needs to drink more soup to replenish his body.
Qiao Yichen nodded slightly and walked to the dining room to sit down. After a while, Ding Meng gave him a bowl of soup, which contained pork ribs, white radish, corn and tomato, which smelled delicious.
"I simmered this soup for almost three hours, how about you taste it?"
Qiao Yichen's brows moved: "You got up after five o'clock to make soup?"
Ding Meng nodded: "Yes, aren't you going to remove the stitches today, make up more."
Qiao Yichen now somewhat understands what his mother said, so many people wish that their daughter-in-law would be in pain. He picked up the spoon and tasted it, but the words out of his mouth were: "It's delicious, but you don't have to get up so early to cook soup for me in the future, I will make my own breakfast."
Ding Meng: "..."
She wanted to pour the soup over his head now.
"I like it or not." She curled her lips back to the kitchen and filled herself with a bowl of soup. When she came out, Qiao Yichen had already finished her bowl of soup.
He coughed and asked, "Are you going to the celebration party this afternoon?"
Ding Meng said: "Go, I got the invitation letter." There is a chance to eat a big meal for free, why didn't she go? "Are you going too? You still have a head injury and you have nothing to eat."
"The invitation letter that Producer Mu personally gave me is hard to ignore."
"… Oh, you are delicious."
Qiao Yichen ignored her yin and yang tone and asked, "Has Xingyao Entertainment contacted you?"
"Well, they asked me to sign tomorrow."
Qiao Yichen thought for a while, but didn't say anything, just nodded. After breakfast, he went to the hospital to have the stitches removed. Ding Meng stayed at home and was ordered to make up for yesterday's practice.
Qiao Yichen didn't come back at noon, so Ding Meng ate something casually and started preparing for the afternoon celebration feast.
Producer Mu lived in a high-end villa area, not only a mansion, but also a lawn, where he held BBQ in the afternoon. Ding Meng chose one of the dresses Qiao Yichen had given her before, dressed up and went to the celebration banquet.
When she arrived, a lot of people had already come. In addition to the staff of the program group, the top eight players were also among them. Mu Shuang has been with Producer Mu all the time. When Producer Mu introduced her to everyone, he did not shy away from saying that she was her niece.
The players were almost all eating at the same table. Tang Shiran and the people around him were chatting and laughing, as if they didn't see Ding Meng. Mu Shuang came over after socializing with Producer Mu. She was as cold as usual, didn't say hello to anyone, just took something to bake.
Liao Qian was very enthusiastic when she saw Ding Meng. The two chatted while grilling. During the conversation, Ding Meng learned that she had signed a contract with Xingyao.
It seems that Xingyao is still very quick to start.
"I'll go get some more shrimp." Ding Meng said, and went to the place where the ingredients were placed. As soon as she picked up two plates of shrimp, she found that Qiao Yichen was also here.
His appearance made the scene slightly boil, and Producer Mu was talking to him next to him, looking very happy. Qiao Yichen was still wearing a hat on his head, and it was estimated that gauze was still attached after the stitches were removed. Ding Meng sympathized with him a little, the weather was still relatively hot, and he was eating barbecue, and he was still wearing a hat...
Pitiful.
After Qiao Yichen had socialized with everyone, he grabbed a plate of chicken wings and roasted it. When several players saw him coming, they all followed him around and started chatting with him. Ding Meng grilled two plates of shrimp, then sat down and started eating shrimp silently.
Qiao Yichen turned the chicken wings over, brushed the oil again, and looked down at Ding Meng, who was sitting next to him eating shrimp. She only removed the head, tail and feet when eating shrimp, and stuffed the rest directly into her mouth. Qiao Yichen was a little surprised: "You eat shrimp without peeling the shell?"
Ding Meng said solemnly: "Well, calcium supplement."
Qiao Yichen: "..."
She just sucks!
Liao Qian disapprovedly told Ding Meng about the difference in taste between shelled and unshelled shrimp. Ding Meng couldn't bear her talk, so she slowly peeled one off. She peeled it slowly, and she peeled one and ate one. When she reached out to get the shrimp again, she found out, "Hey, why are there no shrimps?" !
Qiao Yichen handed over a plate in a low-key manner, which was full of peeled shrimp. Ding Meng glanced at him in surprise, and asked with her eyes, "Did you peel it off?"
Qiao Yichen raised his eyebrows and took another plate of shrimp to grill.
Ding Meng happily ate it while no one was paying attention. In fact, she didn't like to eat unpeeled shrimp, but she was too lazy to do it. Unexpectedly, Qiao Yichen peeled a hand of good shrimp, which is really good.
Qiao Yichen hasn't recovered from the wound on his head, so he doesn't eat much of it. Every time he bakes something, most of it is divided up by the people around him. Since he came, Ding Meng has never baked anything. Anyway, she will eat whatever he bakes. Qiao Yichen also saw it, and picked the roast she liked every time.
After a round of eating, the chef came to serve a new dish, this time there was grilled fish, but they were afraid that the guests would not be able to bake it themselves, so the chefs all provided barbecue services.
Ding Meng was so happy that she asked Qiao Yichen, who was closest to the grilled fish, to bring him a few. Qiao Yichen's brows moved: "Do you still want to eat?"
Ding Meng looked at him inexplicably: "Yeah, I just started eating."
Qiao Yichen looked at the empty plates piled up like a hill in front of her, and silently took two fish to bake for the master. The waiter also found that Ding Meng had too many dishes, and quickly came over to help her clean it up.
Ding Meng ate another grilled fish and drank a large glass of freshly squeezed juice, and finally began to feel a little full. When Qiao Yichen came back just now, she also brought a plate of freshly fried rice cakes. She took most of the rice cakes with chopsticks into her bowl and sat on the side to continue eating.
When I was still thinking about eating a few more scallops and oysters, the director of "The Sound of Heaven" stood in the center and announced that a small game would be played next.
As soon as I heard that Ding Meng was going to make a game, I wanted to urinate. The game on this occasion must be embarrassing. There were staff next to him who didn't want to participate. The director said, "The contestants and judges must participate!"
Ding Meng: "..."
Then everyone's eyes were focused on them, and now she couldn't even urinate. The director grabbed some more staff from the show team, gathered more than 20 people, formed a large circle on the grass, and then began to… drum and pass flowers.
Ding Meng feels that the director is worthy of being a director, and his imagination is so amazing.
I don't know where he actually got two red flowers and distributed them to two people: "Pass two flowers at a time, one clockwise and one counterclockwise. When the pianist stops playing, which two people will the flowers go to? In the hands, whichever two people will be punished."
Ding Meng glanced to the side. There was a white grand piano on the grass. The pianist who had been playing for them just now turned his back to the direction they were in. It looked like he was ready.
She blinked, this was definitely the highest drumming pass she had ever seen.
A staff member raised his hand and asked, "What is the punishment? Do you perform cross talk?"
Another staff member said: "It may also be the two people in the northeast!"
Ding Meng: "..."
The director laughed twice, and picked up a large glass of green liquid from the table next to him: "This is what I just squeezed with the advanced wall breaker of Mu's producer. It contains bitter gourd, grapefruit, celery, and green pepper. , lemon, spinach, to ensure that it is sour and refreshing, the two who lose should drink it together."
All of you who were originally frightened by this green thing, are now ambiguously concerned about another question: "How do you finish drinking together?"
The director said: "Look at your wretched expressions, of course you drink with straws." He picked up two straws and put them into the cup.
The corners of Ding Meng's eyes jumped. Although the cup was very deep, the opening was very small. The straw still couldn't be bent. How close the two of them were drinking together. It would be fine if they were all girls, but if there was one man and one woman... She didn't do anything bad, God wouldn't punish her like that.
After the rules are announced, the game officially begins. The notes beat at the pianist's fingertips, Debussy's "Isle of Pleasure".
But Ding Meng has no intention of appreciating it now. The two flowers spread very quickly. She just shoved one to the person next to her, and the other spread quickly.
Liao Qian was standing on her left. After Liao Qian took the flower from Bai Jingrui's hand, she quickly threw it to her. Ding Meng was about to make a move, but the piano music stopped abruptly.
Ding Meng: "..."
What the hell did she do.
The two people to her left and right exhaled at the same time, and Ding Meng looked around, looking for another hapless among the participants.
Qiao Yichen held up the flower and smiled at her.
Ding Meng: "..."
"Ah! If I knew it was Qiao Yichen, I wouldn't give you the flowers!" Liao Qian's face was wrinkled, and she looked regretful.
The director happily announced: "Okay, it's our champion and judge Qiao who are punished, everyone is welcome!"
His voice fell, and everyone began to boo. Ding Meng covered her face, she just wanted to find a crack in the ground to get in. She and Qiao Yichen were asked to leave the line, and the director asked them to go to the table and took out their mobile phones to prepare the time.
Ding Meng raised her head and glanced at Qiao Yichen, who was staring solemnly at the vegetable juice on the table. In fact, she breathed a sigh of relief just now. It was Qiao Yichen's words, so she didn't resist so much, but this cup...
She also stared solemnly at the vegetable juice.
"If you can't finish it within 30 seconds, you will be fined for another drink." The director said with an excited face, and the roars around him grew louder.
"Drink it." Qiao Yichen said to her, bent down slightly, Ding Meng took a breath, and leaned over to hold the straw.
Although she and Qiao Yichen have been married for almost two months, this is the first time they have been so close. The tip of her nose almost rubbed his nose, and although it was slightly staggered, Qiao Yichen's warm breath still sprayed on her side face.
Ding Meng raised her eyes slightly and looked at his dense eyelashes. At this distance, she could count them without much effort.
Qiao Yichen glanced at her without warning, Ding Meng's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly looked away.
Then she heard muffled laughter coming from his throat.
"start!"
With the director's order, Ding Meng took a sip of the vegetable juice, and her tears were immediately choked out. This taste is really sour and refreshing, bitter and sour and spicy. Qiao Yichen's expression wasn't very good, but she didn't have such a big reaction. Ding Meng thought that she couldn't be lazy, such a big cup, so she bit her teeth and took another sip.
Her stomach was overturned and uncomfortable. She was in tears and felt that she might have spit out what she had just eaten. When she was about to take a third sip, she found that the vegetable juice in the cup had bottomed out.
Ding Meng was startled and looked at Qiao Yichen blankly. His skin was fine, but his face was pale.
"Eighteen seconds seven, it seems that this thing I made tastes very good!" The director was still talking sarcastic words on the side, Qiao Yichen sat aside as if he had internal injuries, and poured himself a glass of white water to rinse his mouth.
Ding Meng walked over to him and handed him a warm towel: "Does it hurt?"
Qiao Yichen responded vaguely, with a thin layer of sweat oozing out of his forehead. Ding Meng looked down at him and asked awkwardly, "Why did you drink so fast just now?"
Qiao Yichen paused for a moment and said, "I'm afraid you will vomit in it."
Ding Meng: "..."
goodbye:).
The author has something to say:
Joe Dog Egg is the most duplicitous egg I've ever written :)
The proprietress mentioned in the previous chapter, she is not the real proprietress. Our boss is still a bachelor, but the "proprietress" is more beautiful, and the guests think that they are more suitable, so they make fun of it.
The female protagonist is a distressed young lady. She has been spoiled since she was a child. She was a little bit sick in the early stage. After meeting the owner of Chuanchuan Store, she taught her to be a new person in minutes. :)
But everything is still at the stage I imagined ○|￣|_
The owner of Chuanchuan Store is neither Gu Xin nor Zhen Shuai, so please collect your brains!