While watching, Cheng Yao thought desperately, the flattering atmosphere in the group needs to be rectified.
But, what did Qian Heng use her account to broadcast live? Why did Bao Rui say that a large wave of anonymous people flooded into the room
Out of curiosity, Cheng Yao quit WeChat and opened the live broadcast app.
She set up simultaneous recording of the live broadcast in her account, so she can easily see the live broadcast just now by clicking on the background.
She clicked on the video of Qian Heng's live broadcast of drinking porridge.
Just so caught off guard, Qian Heng's handsome and enlarged version of his face suddenly appeared on Cheng Yao's phone screen.
Qian Heng just looked straight at the camera. He obviously has no experience in live broadcasting. He took the phone back and fiddled with it for a while, and then adjusted the angle of the live broadcast. Judging from his frantic operation, Cheng Yao can be sure that he This noble and omnipotent boss really doesn't know how to broadcast live. He probably tried very hard to set the room password according to the method Cheng Yao taught him, but unfortunately he failed in the end.
However, his good self-feeling may have made him feel that it was impossible for him to fail to set the password, so he conducted a public live broadcast without knowing it.
And Qian Heng's live broadcast of drinking porridge is really drinking porridge without any waves.
After adjusting the lens, he began to drink the porridge slowly and gracefully in the car.
It's obviously just a bowl of daily pork belly porridge, but because Qian Heng is eating it, even this bowl of porridge seems to be plated with gold, making it more advanced.
His face was as attractive as ever. Some girl accidentally bumped into this room. When she saw Qian Heng's face, she frantically began to swipe bullet screens and presents.
"Little brother is so handsome! Little brother is so cool to drink porridge live! What kind of fairy face is this!"
I don't know what kind of fairy this little girl is, and where did Qian Heng's room number and screenshots be released, and it didn't take long for all kinds of sightseeing groups to pour into the room.
"Yangou is here to lick! prprprpr!"
"Really! The beauty is in full bloom! Hey! Is my little brother single?"
"Little brother, I'll scan 100 cruise ships for you, can I add your WeChat? I'll do it!"
…
"Oh my god, I want to become the porridge in my little brother's mouth! There are really such handsome people in this world! Hang on to those little fresh meats with homogeneous looks!"
Cheng Yao looked at the screen full of "asking for friendship" and the endless gifts, and felt like a hundred lemons had been soaked in her heart, and she panicked with sourness.
She thought angrily, what do you know? Is it useful to look good? Do you guys have a try and talk to him? Even if you take a bottle of Niuhuang Jiedu pills, I don't think you can last for a quarter of an hour.
Although Qian Heng's live broadcast suddenly became popular and crowds of onlookers poured in, Qian Heng himself didn't quite understand what it was. Looking at the barrage scrolling continuously on the screen, he thought it was deliberately done by the live broadcast platform. Created the effect, but also muttered.
As a result, this behavior once again aroused the popularity of everyone.
"It's so cute! I don't know if my live broadcast can be seen by others?"
…
Cheng Yao thought, is this a double standard? If you change to someone who is not good looking, spray the other party every minute for deliberately acting cute and trying to hype it as an ugly dog belt, okay!
It's just that although she doesn't want to admit it, Cheng Yao also knows that Qian Heng in the live video is indeed a little cute.
He was really serious about drinking porridge mouthful by mouthful. With her head slightly lowered and her eyelashes drooping slightly, Cheng Yao felt a little obedient.
Qian Heng spent the whole time drinking porridge without saying a word, except for looking at the camera a few times when debugging the APP at the beginning, and he didn't raise his head any more during the whole process, just bowed his head and drank the porridge quietly.
And it wasn't until the porridge was almost finished that he raised his head unexpectedly.
In the video, Qian Heng was still handsome and sharp. He was as cold as usual, and he glanced at the camera impatiently.
"It's all finished." He frowned angrily, then waved the empty bowl to the camera, "Okay, you've finished eating everything you bought."
In the video, Qian Heng's eyelashes are slender, and his tone is a bit harsh as usual, but his face is so good, I don't know if it's a problem with the light or the angle under the camera, even his harshness looks a little touching.
Qian Heng's expression was a little unnatural, he put the empty bowl in front of the camera, and didn't look at the camera again, he rubbed the center of his brows with some headaches, and warned in a low voice: "Next time you push yourself like this, you will really be finished. "
It was clearly a threatening sentence, but when Qian Heng said it, it was a little subtle.
And because of this sentence, the barrage area started frantically swiping the screen again.
"Oh my god! So pampered!"
"I really want to make an inch of my little brother!"
"I unilaterally announce that this is my new husband!"
…
Although Cheng Yao didn't want to admit it, when Qian Heng looked at the camera and said these words just now, she was not as immune as these barrage girls.
Knowingly hit.
That was probably the only feeling left.
It's just that she was a little muttering in her heart, why did she push herself even further, didn't she just let Qian Heng have a porridge.
—
Fortunately, when Cheng Yao was thinking wildly, the elevator finally arrived. Cheng Yao took her mobile phone and went down to the basement.
It's a pity that Qian Heng's Bentley didn't stop at the previous spot. Cheng Yao turned around and was about to call him when she saw the familiar license plate driving in from the entrance again.
Qian Hengkai was so focused that he didn't see Cheng Yao who was standing at the elevator entrance looking around, so he passed Cheng Yao and drove back to the parking spot before.
It was getting late, Cheng Yao hurried to Bentley and knocked on the car window.
Almost as soon as Cheng Yao got into the car, Qian Heng threw a bag of things to her.
"Hey?"
He pursed his lips tightly, and his voice still didn't have much emotion: "Just now someone passed by, selling this freshly baked bread, and stood in front of my car and refused to leave. It was too annoying, so I bought it."
Cheng Yao:? ?
Qian Heng continued to lie without blushing: "Didn't you have dinner too? I don't like bread, so I bought everything and gave it to you."
"..."
Cheng Yao thought about it, but still couldn't help it, she stared at Qian Heng: "So you stopped here all the time just now? You really didn't go out and buy it for me?"
Qian Heng sneered and raised his eyebrows: "I, who is equivalent to RMB 166.666 in one minute, will buy bread for you specially? Cheng Yao, when will you be sober? Of course I haven't gone out, I stopped here to rest... "
"Boss, I saw it."
"To entangle the salesman with life and death..."
Cheng Yao said it again: "I saw your car just came back from outside."
"..."
It was obvious that his lies were exposed, but Qian Heng became angry from embarrassment like a villain complaining first: "Since you have seen it all, why do you ask? Wasting my precious time?"
"..."
After Qian Heng finished speaking, he turned his head away unnaturally, his face remained calm as if nothing had happened. It is true that he is a "cancer in the industry". Qian Heng's psychological quality is really good, and he is still calm and composed at the moment Driving the car, he looked confident and confident, as if he was not the one who lied and was exposed in public, but Cheng Yao.
"boss… "
"One more word." Qian Heng's voice was still calm, but after careful distinction, there was still a bit of gnashing of teeth, "The year-end awards for this year and next year are gone."
"..."
Cheng Yao didn't dare to speak anymore. After she exposed Qian Heng's lies, Qian Heng looked calm on the surface, but inwardly he was obviously angry from embarrassment.
For the sake of safety, Cheng Yao kept her mouth shut in a sensible manner, and she decided not to tell Qian Heng that he didn't set a password for the live broadcast, and it became a public matter. Because there was no such thing, just buying bread was exposed. Although Qian Heng's face was normal, his ears had already turned red. Cheng Yao secretly looked at his beautiful eyes from the corner of his eye, and found that his beautiful eyes were also slightly red. , I don't know if he was angry or what, but Qian Heng looked like a rabbit.
In the midst of silence, Qian Heng spoke first again.
"Don't think too much."
"?"
"I don't like to owe favors. Since you invited me to drink porridge, I will reluctantly buy you a piece of bread."
Cheng Yao couldn't help grinning while eating the delicious and soft freshly baked bread.
She suddenly felt that her poisonous boss suddenly lost his toxicity.
—
In any case, the two of them kept absolutely quiet after that, and just drove home.
Cheng Yao ate some bread bought by Qian Heng in the car, but unfortunately she was not full and had no dinner, she still felt that the day was not over.
However, at this point, most restaurants are already closed, and the remaining ones are open, and the choices are very small. Cheng Yao thought about it, in the middle of the night, she didn't want to go outside to order food and wait anxiously. She hoarded a lot of Xin Ramen on Double Eleven, and now she finally found a chance to eat it.
"Boss, would you like to have some together?" Before cooking the noodles, Cheng Yao warmly invited Qian Hengtong to eat, "This is really delicious, cook it in a pot, the noodles are super bomby, it tastes really strong It’s over. I’ll add another fried egg and ham sausage to make sure it’s delicious!”
It's a pity that Qian Heng didn't buy it very much: "Huanxin ramen? Isn't it just instant noodles?" He sat on the sofa and flipped through magazines, and said disdainfully, "Is it convenient for me? This kind of junk food, and my Does the temperament match? I will not eat it even if I die.”
Cheng Yao ignored him. When hearing Qian Heng's words for the first time, Cheng Yao often had the illusion that she was about to die from the poison, but after a long time, she was almost immune to Qian Heng's poison. She ordered a portion of Xin La noodles and boiled it over low heat.
After a while, the rich aroma of Xin La noodles wafted out from the kitchen.
Cheng Yao fried another egg, cut some diced carrots and vegetables, added sliced ham sausage, and made a dish that could rival the Shin Lamen in Korean restaurants. She didn't say much, just took the bowl of fragrant Xin La Noodles, sat down beside Qian Heng, and slurped happily without distraction.
…
Sure enough, even though his hand was still in the posture of reading a magazine, Qian Heng secretly glanced at Cheng Yao from the corner of his eye.
very good.
Cheng Yao ate even more enthusiastically.
She was so focused on eating that she didn't pay any attention to Qian Heng's intentions. However, the more this happened, the more Qian Heng really cared.
He sneaked a few more glances, and finally spoke.
"Is it that delicious?"
Cheng Yao didn't speak, she just nodded her head as she continued to eat, as if she didn't want to talk with her mouth apart from the delicious food.
Qian Heng put down the magazine, and said casually, "It smells good."
Cheng Yao continued to eat without saying a word, without the slightest intention to persuade Qian Heng to try it.
However, Cheng Yao's quietness not only did not make Qian Heng retreat, but made him even more eager to try.
Qian Heng glanced at the rich Xin La Noodle Soup: "It seems that your cooking is not bad." He cleared his throat, "If you want to cook me some Xin La Noodles, then I can try to accept it. Although the style is not suitable, but occasionally people have to try something new and embrace some unknown areas.”
Ah.
Cheng Yao smiled subduedly: "Boss, but I thought about it, Xin La noodles are indeed not suitable for your temperament, if I cook Xin La noodles for you to eat, it would be a blasphemy to you!"
"..."
Duplicity? Cheng Yao happily ate Xin La Noodles, while thinking triumphantly, I'm not mad at you!
Qian Heng pursed his lips, but his mouth was still stubborn: "Cheng Yao, reciprocity, I bought you freshly baked bread, do you want to show me something?"
Cheng Yao's eyes widened: "Hey, isn't the freshly baked bread a reward for my porridge for nourishing my stomach? Isn't this just a round of courtesy and courtesy?"
"..."
Cheng Yao continued to eat, and Qian Heng finally couldn't take it anymore.
"Cheng Yao." His voice was still a little cold, but there was a hint of awkwardness, "Are you going to piss me off today?"
"Boss." Cheng Yao imitated his tone and said, "Are you unwilling to tell the truth all your life?"
…
Cheng Yao's Xin La noodles were finished, she stood up resignedly, and was going to cook noodles for her ancestor in the kitchen. And at the moment when Cheng Yao thought that Qian Hengying would not respond again, Qian Heng's voice sounded—
"I want to eat Shin Ramen."
Qian Heng's voice was a bit dry, and Cheng Yao turned around, only to realize that he used the usual avoidance mode - starting sideways.
Cheng Yao stared blankly at Qian Heng for a few seconds, then he finally raised his head as if he couldn't stand the sight, and said in a harsh tone: "Okay, Cheng Yao, you've won this time."
After Qian Heng finished speaking, his tone became more righteous again: "I want to eat Xin Ramen too."
Cheng Yao suddenly couldn't help laughing. How could this well-known big par who stretched out his hands to cover clouds and rain in the legal circle be so childish
"I want two fried eggs." The naive ghost himself didn't know Cheng Yao's inner slander, and continued to ask confidently, "I also want more ham. No carrots, I hate carrots."
All right, Cheng Yao suddenly felt happy, and swept away the depression caused by Li Mengting before. She went back to the kitchen and cooked another Xin Ramen. According to Qian Heng's request, she added two fried eggs, a lot of ham sausage, and no carrots.
Just like that, Qian Heng, who "would never eat this kind of junk food" just now, came to a large-scale real fragrance live performance with a bowl in his hand.
It was a day when the temperature in City A dropped drastically, but Cheng Yao sat on the sofa and looked at Qian Heng who was quietly eating Xin Lamen in front of him, but felt that the temperature was not very cold either.