Quick Wear: But I just want to be a little transparent

In the kitchen.

Song Xun washed and cut the vegetables he bought, then looked up at Shi Jun.

He had done the preparatory work, so the next thing naturally fell into Shi Jun's hands. Song Xun felt that he was very smart.

Facing Song Xun's trusting gaze, Shi Jun was silent for a moment, raised his hand to pick up the plate of fish, and put it back halfway.

Calmly turn on the gas stove that you forgot to turn on.

Prepare to cook the fish again.

Song Xun quickly stopped him, feeling it was unsafe, and replaced the plate of shrimps with Shi Jun's.

"You should do this first. It feels easier."

Shi Jun did not expose his false excuse and poured the shrimps into the pot.

The hot oil made a crackling sound and instantly splashed out uncontrollably.

Song Xun ran two meters away, still frightened. Seeing Shi Jun quickly put the lid on the pot, he came back reluctantly.

Two minutes passed and Shi Jun showed no intention of opening the lid.

Song Xun: "It seems to be burning."

There was another sound of oil popping, and Shi Jun's hand stopped on the pot lid, with an expression as if he was about to throw away the pot and the shrimps.

The sliding door of the kitchen opened at this time, and Li Sheng stepped forward and said softly, "Let me help you."

Naturally, Song Xun was pushed to the side.

Li Sheng flipped the shrimps with a spatula, and there was no oil splashing.

He looked up at Shi Jun and explained, "The situation just now was because the water was not drained."

The kitchen was not very big, and the three of them were so crowded that they couldn't move freely. Song Xun glanced at the two people who were talking seriously, and retreated silently.

Li Sheng saw Xu Dai leaving out of the corner of his eye, but did not react at all.

He didn't care about Xu Dai before, just because he could feel that nothing would happen between him and Shi Jun.

But the sense of crisis told him that his previous judgment was wrong and he should not let his guard down.

Maybe... I should be more proactive.

Li Sheng calmed down his excitement of being in the same space with the person he loved, and softened his voice: "You can also make a sauce, and put it in after the shrimps are fried, stir-fry until the sauce is collected, and then it will be tasty when you eat it."

These words just passed through Shi Jun's ears. He was not very interested in cooking, and his attention was distracted by Xu Dai who was lazy outside.

Suddenly he turned around and said to Li Sheng: "Thank you."

Li Sheng lowered her head shyly: "You're welcome. I'm glad to help you."

Just as he finished speaking, the sound of receding footsteps rang in his ears.

Li Sheng looked up and found that there was no one in front of him. Disbelief flashed in his eyes as he looked at Shi Jun's back as he approached Xu Dai.

Song Xun was also surprised to see Shi Jun coming out, and asked with wide eyes, "Why did you come out?"

Shi Jun: "Didn't you come out too?"

How could it be the same? He came out deliberately to give the two of them space to get along.

Song Xun explained the truth and social etiquette to Shi Jun: "Li Sheng only came here to help. It's not good for you to leave him to work alone."

He emphasized the word 'very'.

Shi Jun scoffed: "Who left the kitchen first?"

Song Xun was speechless after hearing his words.

Shi Jun was born into a privileged environment and was praised by a lot of people after his debut. He never had to worry about trivial matters such as food, clothing, housing and transportation, and he developed a domineering personality that did whatever he wanted.

This is also the reason why Wang Zhilin never lets him participate in variety shows. Not only does his personality make him prone to being scolded, but he is also prone to being beaten. He is completely exposed in every minute, and he is completely relying on the fan filter to support himself.

Li Sheng's face didn't look very good when he brought out the dishes, and he managed to maintain a faint smile.

At the table, everyone praised Li Sheng's cooking skills. Li Sheng's expression finally eased up, but he suddenly asked Song:

"Xu Dai, you haven't said anything. Do you think my food is not to your liking?"

There was a hint of targeting in these words.

Song Xun stopped reaching for his chopsticks, knowing that it was time for him to show off.

He coughed twice and raised his chin: "It's not very appetizing. It's too salty."

Li Cheng on the opposite side couldn't bear to watch: "Do you want to see how much you have eaten? You ate the most here."

Song Xunsi refused to admit it: "You are wrong, I didn't."

Gu Changqing, who was sitting next to Li Sheng, frowned: "The ones who cooked today were you and Shi Jun. It's fine if you don't appreciate Ah Sheng's help, but you're still nitpicking. Don't you think it's rude?"

The name A Sheng has a certain intriguing intimacy. In the plot, Gu Changqing is the first guest to develop a liking for Li Sheng, and it seems that he has already fallen in love with her.

Song Xun discredited himself without leaving any room for doubt: "He wanted to help on his own initiative, it wasn't me who asked him to come."

"You——" Gu Changqing got so angry at his words that he stood up. Li Sheng quickly pulled him down and tried to reconcile them, "Don't quarrel over such a small matter. Maybe it's really because I'm not a good cook."

Compared with Songxun's arrogance, his understanding is in sharp contrast.

Li Sheng's personality has attracted many fans since the beginning of the show, and now they can't help but jump out one by one.

[Xu Dai is sick, he doesn't know what's good for him. ]

[That’s enough. I feel bad for Li Sheng. After doing so much, he still gets criticized by Xu Dai. What a weird guest this crappy show chose.]

【Xu Dai apologizes.】

The surging barrage of comments has fully demonstrated that Song Xun's performance was very successful, and Song Xun felt that he had fulfilled his duties as a member of the control group.

However, some abrupt remarks suddenly popped up in the barrage.

[What's the matter? I'm not allowed to say that the food is not delicious? 】

[Li Sheng just walked over by himself, okay? Do you think I'm blind? Just look at the way he looks at my brother Jun, I don't need to tell you what he's thinking.]

[Why did you specifically ask Xu Dai if it suits your taste, knowing that Xu Dai can't say anything nice. ]

Suddenly, some inappropriate comments popped up. Li Sheng’s fans were silent for a moment and then began to fight back.

[Where did Xu Dai buy the navy from? 】

[Bullshit, I don't believe that even Xu Dai has fans. 】

[Who said I was a fan of Xu Dai? I was his hater, so don’t make random claims about who I am.]

[I am a fan of Shijun, who is the fucking water army. ]

[Are you not Xu Dai's fans and internet trolls coming here to defend him? ]

[Sorry, I'm addicted to scolding Xu Dai. If he gets scolded by you and runs away, I will lose my daily fun.]

[Although I am a fan of Shi Jun, I prefer to scold him myself, so please leave.]

[I can curse, but you can't, understand? ]

Is it possible to do this? Song Xun was amazed at the magical development. Now even he could be criticized in so many new ways.

On the other side, Gu Changqing was obviously distressed by Li Sheng's tolerance and was peeling shrimps for him.

Ji Yinghe was unhappy when he saw this scene, and pushed Li Cheng beside him: "Did you see that? Learn from this."

Li Cheng perfunctorily peeled one and threw it into his bowl.

Song Xun had just finished his bold words when he looked down upon the food on the table. He felt too embarrassed to pick up his chopsticks again, so he had to pretend to be uninterested.

The next moment, Shi Jun suddenly turned around and asked him, "Do you want to eat shrimp?"

Song Xun was stunned and felt Li Sheng looking at him. He wanted to refuse, but Ji Yinghe spoke first.

"I can tell from the fact that you've never been in a relationship before. There's no need to ask this question. Direct action is the key."

What the hell is going on? Song Xun felt that there was something wrong with what Ji Yinghe said.

Shi Jun looked calm as usual. He quickly peeled the shrimp and put it in his bowl.

Ji Yinghe laughed muffledly and shook his head meaningfully.

The meal felt a bit strange, and Song Xun still felt it when he returned to his room.

Yang Ke was changing Shi Jun's bed sheets and quilt covers. When he saw Song Xun come in, he turned around and greeted him casually.

Song Xun also smiled and waved. He was not that particular. After taking a shower, he just lay down on his bed.

When Shi Jun came in, Yang Ke had already packed up everything. He took the four sets of clothes he had changed out and went out. As soon as he went downstairs, his cell phone rang.

I opened the screen with one hand and saw that it was a message from Shi Jun.

——No need to go to the room to change the sheets anymore.

Yang Ke was puzzled. He knew that Shi Jun was a bit of a germaphobe and the four-piece bed set had to be changed every day.

But whatever the boss says is what it is, and he doesn't need to worry about it too much.

When Shi Jun came out of the shower, Song Xun had already fallen asleep. He must have been looking at his phone before going to bed, and he fell asleep without even noticing the phone hitting his face.

Shi Jun glanced at Xu Dai lying on the bed, unplugged the hair dryer, used a towel to dry his hair and went to bed.

After tossing and turning for a long time and hearing no movement from the bed next to him, Shi Jun couldn't help it. His obsessive-compulsive disorder kicked in and he got up to take the phone off Song Xun's face and put it on the bedside table.

The person lying on the bed didn't respond at all and was breathing in small sips.

After removing her makeup, Xu Dai looked more youthful and clean than during the day. Even when she was asleep, she looked innocent and pitiful, without the aggressive look she had at the dining table during the day.

Shi Jun blamed Xu Dai for the feeling that had been bothering him since he came back from the supermarket, and pinched his face in anger.

The soft and delicate touch made him unconsciously reduce his strength, and finally he went to bed.

Shi Jun had a dream that night.

Still in the supermarket, Xu Dai poked his chest with her slender fingers and said in a domineering tone: "You must listen to me."

The self in the dream did not realize the seriousness of the problem at all and remained unmoved.

The next second, Xu Dai's beautiful peach blossom eyes blinked and a round teardrop fell.

He was frozen by this scene, at a loss for words: "Why are you crying?"

Xu Dai's voice was soft and tearful, and she also felt aggrieved: "You bullied me."

He was extremely panicked and wanted to raise his hand to wipe Xu Dai's tears, but the back of his hand was suddenly hit by a large drop of water. He retracted his hand abruptly, feeling as if a big hole was burned on his hand. His heart was wrinkled and shrank into a ball because of the tear.

He wanted to comfort Xu Dai, but the self in the dream couldn't say a word and could only feel anxious and uncomfortable.

At the end of the dream, Xu Dai’s endless tears kept piling up, and finally flooded the entire supermarket.

Shi Jun woke up from a suffocating state, sat up and gasped for breath.

He looked at the bed next to him in doubt, wondering if Xu Dai had cast a curse on him. Just because of a tear, he was uneasy the whole day.

Under the dim night light, you can vaguely see what's happening in the bed next to you.

Xu Dai was still asleep, but the quilt had fallen to the ground, covering only his legs.

After half a night, the hem of the loose pajamas turned up, revealing a flat waist and abdomen.

Shi Jun swept his eyes over the area. Xu Dai was sleeping soundly. His waist and abdomen, which had not seen the light for many years, were cold and pale, rising and falling with his breathing.

Realizing that he had been staring for a long time, Shi Jun turned his head away in embarrassment, but he couldn't fall asleep no matter what.

The dream just now made him break out in a cold sweat. Unable to stand the stickiness on his body, he went into the bathroom to take another shower. When he came out, he couldn't hold it in any longer.

When he passed by Xu Dai's bed, he stopped, bent down, pulled off his clothes, and covered him with the quilt again.

As soon as I sat down on the bed, Xu Dai in the bed next to me lifted the quilt, turned over, and pulled his pajamas up again.

Shi Jun frowned, and argued with him, pulling his clothes off and covering him with the quilt again.

Standing by the bed and staring.

So in the following practice, he came to a conclusion.

Xu Dai doesn't sleep well.

He always sleeps with his belly exposed. Once he is covered with something, he will unconsciously kick off the quilt and toss and turn.

Shi Jun didn't understand his habit. The traditional cognition that was engraved in the blood of the Chinese people made him question: How could Xu Dai not cover his belly?

Shi Jun finally found the air conditioner remote control and adjusted the temperature from 23 degrees to 29 degrees.

This time I went back to my bed and went to sleep satisfied.

The next day, Song Xun was woken up by the heat. He looked up and saw the air-conditioning temperature was 29 degrees.

It's hotter inside than outside early in the morning.

Shi Jun also woke up at this time, and Song Xun asked him: "Did you increase the temperature of the air conditioner?"

"Yes."

Song Xun had a complicated expression: "Are you cold?"

Shi Jun's expression was calm: "Cold."

Song Xun opened his mouth, looked at his sweat-stained collar, and remained silent for a long while.

Early in the morning, the two took turns taking a shower, and when they went downstairs for breakfast it was a little late.

Ji Yinghe's eyes moved back and forth between the two of them, and his tone was ambiguous: "Showering early in the morning? And together."

He is the kind of person who loves to watch the fun and no matter how big the event, he wishes there would be jealousy, love and hate dramas going on every day.

Li Cheng was also puzzled, but he didn't hear the hidden meaning of his teammate. He leaned on the table and hooked Song Xun's wet hair with one hand.

"Did you wash your hair?"

He was wearing a red jersey vest with a low waist and a wide neckline that covered nothing.

Song Xun was not used to his sudden approach, and he leaned back, not knowing where to look.

Shi Jun watched the scene coldly, and suddenly felt unhappy. He pulled the tablecloth downwards, and Li Cheng, who was supporting the table, immediately fell down, and the table shook.

Li Cheng stood up and asked, "Who is it?"

Shi Jun acted as if nothing had happened: "Did your hand slip?"

His expression was so indifferent, so indifferent that Li Cheng actually began to suspect that he had slipped his hand just now.

Ji Yinghe couldn't stand seeing his little wolfdog being bullied, but he couldn't afford to offend anyone, so he could only pull Li Cheng to sit down: "Be good, we won't play with him."

The smile on Li Sheng's face faded little by little.

His original intention of participating in this program was for Shi Jun. Now seeing that all the attention was focused on others, he felt very uncomfortable and even began to regret participating in this program.

Ji Yinghe suddenly said casually: "The team with the most points now should be Li Sheng's team."

He smiled and asked Li Sheng, "I want to know, when the time comes to choose new teammates, who will you choose?"

Li Sheng glanced at Shi Jun reflexively, which was quickly caught by Ji Yinghe, who jokingly asked: "If Li Sheng chooses Shi Jun, will Xu Dai be jealous?"

Song Xun didn't know how he was brought up, and replied indirectly: "I follow the program rules."

Ji Yinghe's smile widened, and he looked at Shi Jun again, "What about you? Are you willing for Li Sheng to choose you?"

Shi Jun pursed his lips silently, looking unconcerned: "I can do anything."