An Muyu's body was slightly ill, and the other people took on the responsibility. They depended on takeout all day long. This cost was not cheap. After touching the few wrinkled pockets, they could only give up. An Muyu went back to the room to rest. I don’t know how she was sick. Several big men rushed into her room. Of course it was a bit wrong. Almost all eyes were on Ji Yaoguang’s body, seeming to beckon her to visit. Come to my companion.

Ji Yaoguang tried An Muyu as a rival in love. Of course, she didn't want to go, and she didn't even agree that Chang Yu would contact her. Who knows if the woman has other minds? She remained silent, stretched out her hand to hold Chang Yu's hand, and made it clear that she was not willing to move. At this time, Chang Yu spoke lightly. She already understood what had happened. She might have caught a cold in the rain, but she didn’t know why An Muyu was so diligent and even desperate for things that she didn’t even care about. . "Boss Ann is unwell, we can't ignore it, right?"

Ji Yaoguang was a little unhappy when he heard this, pulling Chang Yu's hand secretly. She hates An Muyu very much, even this ill and haggard face is still the same annoying, the discomfort in the dream is too strong, and her full of joy is undoubtedly a naked-naked-naked joy. provocative. She can tolerate many things, but emotionally she will not give in.

Chang Yu glanced at Jiang Yusheng and said gently, "Xiaosheng, you are the most careful here, can you go see Boss An?"

"Okay." Jiang Yusheng nodded, his expression heavy as if he had accepted a huge task.

"If she has a fever or something, remember to notify us. Even if she borrows a pallet, we will send her to the hospital." When she said this, it was a little strange, as if she was cursing others, Bo Yu again Hurriedly changed her words, "I wish she was fine, and it rained lightly. I didn't expect Boss Ann's bones to be so weak, we still can't let her work too hard." Bo Yu's tone seemed warm, but among them It also carries a little coldness and alienation. Although they lived under the same roof, in the daytime they went out for funding, while An Muyu stayed at the inn alone, and the contact time was not too much. When the show was staged at night, because An Muyu was not a member of the circle, she had no foundation at all, and she got stuck in her place from time to time, and brought the people she was playing against into an embarrassing situation.

Bo Yu said again, "Shall we all be together for lunch today? The pheasants we hunted two days ago are still kept in the yard."

Sun Shaogong squinted at him for a long time, and joked: "Bo Dashao is really full of eating, drinking and having fun!"

"What is this?" Bo Yu folded his hands behind his head and snorted, "Food is the heaven for the people."

The simple task of steaming rice was given to Bian Yuting, who had hardly ever been in the kitchen, and other people were also busy. In Mengjia Village after the rain, the distant mountains are pale blue, shrouded in a faint mist; the trees in the yard have sprouts, and the surrounding Asakusa has a head out. A gust of fresh air with the smell of earth rushed towards the face, which was more gentle than the extreme cold of the previous days.

"The filming of this show is like a real life, and it feels good to be isolated from the bustle and noise." Taking the washed dishes from Chang Yu's hands, the two people crowded into the small small kitchen, whispering. .

"Every year, you can take some free time out to experience the experience." Chang Yu blinked and whispered, and the sound of the tap quickly drowned her voice. On the other side, he raised the knife and dropped it, cutting vegetables seriously and neatly, leaving only a string of "de-de-de" sounds intertwined with the sound of water to form a tune. Chang Yu turned his head and glanced at Ji Yaoguang’s side face, only feeling that his heart moved softly-after slowly forgetting the hysterical quarrel, a heart has been filled with softness, and now Ji Yaoguang is growing little by little. The self-willed eldest lady slowly got back to what she should be, and of course she didn't let go of the sincerity and innocence in her temper. With a light sigh, the haze of the past has already swept away.

Ji Yaoguang certainly felt the scorching gaze that followed the shadow, and she almost cut her finger with a flick of her hand. She tilted her head and glanced at Chang Yu, stretched out her hand to lift the broken hair beside her ear, and groaned: "What are you doing to keep looking at me? When you look at me, she sighed and distracted me? "

"Then I will go out." Chang Yu complied with kindness.

"No." Ji Yaoguang immediately refused, "You are here, so that I can feel your presence, but you don't look at me." There is an ambiguity spreading in this kitchen, gradually thinking about it. After it settled down, another scene appeared in Ji Yaoguang's mind. If Chang Yu stood in her position, what would she do? Step forward to wrap her waist? Licking her earlobe softly-the deeper she thinks, the more red her complexion becomes. Can't keep thinking about it anymore, Ji Yaoguang shook her head vigorously, trying to expel this enchanting atmosphere from her mind.

But in fact, until she walked out of the kitchen with the vegetables, her face was covered with a faint blush, so that everyone who saw her cast a beam of "I understand" ambiguous gazes at her. The implication was that she did not expect Teacher Ji to be so. Taking care of single dogs, avoiding everyone in the small kitchen.

It is better not to argue with a hundred mouths, and besides, she and Chang Yu are well-established wives and wives, so what if they are really affectionate? Thinking about it this way, Ji Yaoguang was very magnanimous, staring back one by one, knocking on the table, saying like a majestic patriarch: "Eat!"

When An Muyu walked out with a cup of hot water in her hand, her complexion was not as pale as she had seen earlier, but her eyes with dark circles under her eyes looked haggard. Walking in the courtyard, his thin body seemed to be blown to the ends of the world by a gust of wind.

"Boss Ann, please sit down." Bo Yu yelled, still biting his chopsticks, "Come and taste Teacher Ji's craftsmanship? I think there is nothing wrong with this episode. It is not just a feast for the eyes, but also for the taste."

"It seems that I won't need me anymore." An Muyu's gaze paused slightly on the plates of peasant dishes, and a pale smile was raised. She took a spoonful of soup and took a small sip, pretending to be eager. The ground said to Ji Yaoguang, "Teacher Ji, it seems that you are more than enough to open a restaurant. I don't know when we can try it."

Ji Yaoguang went out to open a restaurant with Ji's reputation? Even if she is interested in this matter, she doesn't need to do it herself, the eldest lady, occasionally visiting the store and being a behind-the-scenes boss is a complete task. If the same thing is said by a different person, Ji Yaoguang may still think it is a ridicule, but when it comes out of An Muyu's mouth, it is obviously prickly. Watching her sip the rice in small sips, occasional contempt flashed in her eyes.

Ji Yaoguang spoke slowly: "The soup you tasted was made by Teacher Chang."

"Huh?" An Muyu was taken aback, without saying much.

Ji Yaoguang watched her movements with interest, and said "interesting" in her heart, thinking that boss Ann had made up his mind to eat only white rice to fill his stomach. How did he know that he was so lacklustre, and the spoon was stretched out again and again. Bowl of soup. Ji Yaoguang would never believe that she did not covet Chang Yu. Is this overt and secret confession really just the attitude a fan should have? Looking at her "little peach blossom" is not as excessive as An Muyu's.

"Time Inn" has been broadcast for a few days, and the score on a certain film review network has soared to 9.1. Before that, there were very few variety shows, let alone reach this point. It's just that some people boast, naturally someone will chase and curse, and a show will never be able to please everyone. It is enough to say that the guests have already taken the script and acted, the sunspots really caught a little bit of insufficiency and kept scolding, especially when they saw the scene of An Muyu's rain siren making trouble.

"It's really a cat who follows the master. It's as annoying as Ji XX. You said that Teacher Chang put a flower on the cow dung?" As soon as this kind of remarks came out, they were pushed to the top, and people kept replying. , Or seconded this person, or gently reasoned, a bit grumpy, and could not help but yell.

This Xin An Muyu V: I have been weak since I was a child, and I caught a cold in the rain, just drink some **** tea. Fortunately, teacher Chang @常渝’s wood is not completely broken.

The source of An Muyu's fans is not pure. Some of them came from the live broadcast room and yelled at her every day to post food, while the other part was drawn from Lu Yusheng. Because of Lu Yusheng's relationship, he also paid attention to her. When Chang Yu was unclear about his situation, he also advertised for Xin'an Restaurant, so that some fans thought the two of them were good friends.

"When will Boss Ann broadcast the food live? Don't forget us the pitiful little ones waiting to be fed!"

"Boss Ann, do you know when Lu Tianhou will debut again? Why didn't she sing the songs in this show?"

"Boss Ann is really caring, much more caring than Na Ji."

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The comments became more and more, and soon An Muyu gave the post saying that she was more caring than Ji Yaoguang a thumbs up and was intercepted by someone with a heart. And An Muyu immediately canceled the like, and sent another Weibo saying: "Hands slipped. Sorry, my head is dizzy and I can't see clearly."

"Is this unwell, you are still reading Weibo? Boss An, you are also interested." Someone below replied straightforwardly, and immediately was regarded as a provocateur and was scolded indiscriminately by An Muyu's fans. . "Can't afford to offend." In the end, the war ended with the defeat of passersby.

It was like a lively drama. I watched them lazily when I was relaxed. I touched the screen with my finger, wishing to poke it out of a hole. Ji Yaoguang chuckled, not too lazy to look like a cat, she whispered: "Why do you think Boss Ann is so diligent? Most of the leftover scraps are placed in the yard. Of course, the most important thing is that she knows herself I'm weak, why don't you hold an umbrella?"