Quick Wear: The Crazy Lord God is again training the sweet host

But Ning Yu didn't care about his threat at all. Not only did he pretend not to hear it, he also reached out and pulled down his sleeve like an old woman.

His skin is so white that the red marks on his hands haven't disappeared yet.

"Just block it. Look what it looks like. It's really frustrating!"

"..."

Ning Yu looked at him, and the feeling of being disappointed in his friend and angry at his lack of fighting spirit came back again. He sighed heavily, got up from the ground, and pushed Xing Chen towards Yu Lao's room.

"Brother, please hurry up. The food is getting cold. Call everyone out to eat."

Without even saying hello, he opened the door and pushed Xing Chen in.

He turned around and closed the door at the same time, completing the whole process smoothly.

Xing Chen stood alone behind the door of the room, looking confused.

What was I rolling up my sleeves for just now?

Xing Chen was still feeling upset when Yu Lao's cold eyes drifted over.

"Didn't I tell you to get out?"

Get out, get out, get out! Get out of here with all your might! I’m not going out today!

Isn't it just a matter of who is sicker? Who has Xing Chen ever been afraid of? Come on!

"Yu Lao, are you deaf? Didn't you hear that the food is getting cold? Eat!"

Ye Shen is a little drunk, and his performance will make you cry.

As long as you are sick, as long as I am sick, then we are all sick!

Xing Chen guessed that Yu Lao had never been scolded in his life, and he probably didn't expect that he had the courage to scold others. That harsh and cold mouth didn't utter any harsh words.

Xing Chen opened the door with his backhand and pointed his head towards the dining table in the living room.

"Why are you still standing there like an idiot? Get out now!"

Ning Yu put the food on the table but the guests had already slipped away. Xing Chen walked to the dining table and sat down heavily.

Yu Lao walked out of the room, saw his heavy movements, looked at his lower body, and was about to say something.

Xing Chen picked up the rice bowl and started picking up the dishes without any courtesy, eating with gusto.

What a coincidence, most of the dishes on the table were his favorites.

Yu Lao walked silently to his opposite side, sat down and started to eat quietly.

Xing Chen watched from the corner of his eye. He only picked up food from the two plates closest to him with his chopsticks. He sat very straight and ate in a very polite manner.

This look... This look made Xing Chen unable to help but want to annoy him.

There were serving chopsticks on the table, but Xing Chen refused to use them. He picked up a large handful of shrimp in front of him with his own chopsticks, stood up, crossed half the table, and put the dish into Yu Lao's bowl.

"This crab paste and shrimp dish is good, you should try it."

After picking up some food for Yu Lao, Xing Chen sat down as if nothing had happened and continued to eat his rice.

Before the star sank, there had never been any firework or food in Zhitian Realm.

Xingchen was very greedy when he was a child. He cried with tears in his eyes and was unwilling to practice fasting.

From then on, Wuxiang Hall had a stove and burned firewood.

Xuanluo doesn't eat, but when Xingchen eats something delicious, he always carries a bowl and stumbles over the high threshold to find his master, holding up his chopsticks, which he isn't very skilled at using, as if he were presenting a treasure, in order to share the delicious food with his master.

Maybe because he was really young at that time, Master spoiled him. Every time Master saw him trying hard to hold up the chopsticks, he would taste it as he wished.

Xingchen grew very slowly, and this habit lasted for many, many years.

Until he grew up, suddenly one day, his master ignored the food on his chopsticks, turned around and left.

Xing Chen then vaguely realized that this was not a good habit, so he never picked up food for others again.

Yu Lao lowered his eyes and did not react to Xing Chen's sudden action.

He silently counted the shrimps in the bowl and ate them one by one.

Xing Chen had been staring at him out of the corner of his eye, waiting for him to suddenly explode and drive him out. When he saw this situation, he was stunned. He picked up a piece of rice with chopsticks and put it to his mouth, forgetting to put it in his mouth.

Doesn't he dislike it at all?

Aren't people like them supposed to be extremely mysophobic?

After Yu Lao picked out all the shrimps in the bowl, he looked at the plate in front of Xing Chen.

"It's delicious," he said.

Xing Chen followed his gaze to the shrimps on the plate in front of him, hurriedly stood up, picked up the shrimps and exchanged their places with the dish in front of him.

"You can have whatever you like."

Yu Lao looked at the plate in front of him in silence, his amber eyes showing no emotion.

He paused with his chopsticks, and finally picked up a piece of shrimp with the tip of his chopsticks and put it back into his mouth.

Then he put down his chopsticks.

"I'm fine. Don't worry. Take your time eating."

Xing Chen watched him stand up and walk towards the sink, and sighed sincerely.

"You have such a small appetite!"

Yu Lao’s back stiffened for a moment, and he turned on the faucet expressionlessly.

Without Yu Lao sitting opposite him, Xing Chen felt more at ease. He devoured most of the dishes on the table like whirlwind. After finishing, he lay down on the sofa, holding his stomach in satisfaction.

For some reason, ever since Yu Lao was willing to eat the food he picked for him, the tension in his heart suddenly relaxed.

"I just finished eating, I can't lie down."

Yu Lao was sitting under the floor lamp next to the balcony, flipping through a tablet. He was probably handling official business. He didn't even raise his head when he spoke.

Xing Chen leaned over the edge of the sofa to look at him, and asked with a grin, "Boss Yu, tell me the truth, was it because of the scene where I majestically beat up the scumbag and slapped him in the face in front of Yang You that you were moved and felt that I have very good acting skills and am very adaptable that you decided to let me join your crew?"

Yu Luo raised his eyes and looked at him, then said "hmm" softly.

“You really have good taste!”

Xing Chen felt that he was so powerful now that winning the Best Actor award was no problem at all!

He slapped the sofa heavily and said, "Since you have such good vision, Mr. Yu, I will definitely help you win another Best Director Award!"

Yu Lao paused while sliding his finger on the tablet, and the corners of his mouth moved as if he was about to smile. He asked nonchalantly, "Just act the way I tell you to?"

"No problem, you're the director."

Yu Luo finally raised his head, with his back to the boundless night outside the balcony, his eyes cast heavily over Xing Chen, like an inescapable net.

"it is good."

After saying goodbye to Yu Lao and returning to his room, Da Huang, who had been frozen for a long time, finally came online again.

[Sir, did you look for me just now? ]

Xing Chen hummed a little tune: "Huang, where have you been playing?"

[Sir, sometimes the signal is not very good, and Da Huang can't do anything about it. ]

Xingchen didn't bother with it, "Have the scores come out yet?"

[It has come down. I checked and after you signed, the 5 points went down again.]

Xing Chen hissed, thought for a moment and asked, "Is it because I signed the contract that I snatched Yang You's role, so you are willing to give me a lower score?"

[That’s probably the reason.]

Xing Chen stood in front of the mirror, looking left and right, up and down, squinting his eyes and making a fierce gesture, then grinning with a bright smile.

Dahuang looked at it in confusion for a long time.

[Sir, what are you doing? ]

Xing Chen made a cold expression in front of the mirror and asked, "Do you think I look like an actor now?"

【...】

After Xingchen happily found the mirror, she did not forget her business. She dressed herself up, and went out to find her little brother in a shiny outfit.