Bring your bestie to play melon in the domineering love story

As expected, dogs cannot be fed too much, and people cannot be treated too well. If you tolerate for a while, they will become more demanding, and if you take a step back, they will become even worse.

She just calculated that he didn't dare to do anything to her in front of the camera.

In this case...

Jiang Ruoli looked at Huo Xingzhou, who had just changed his clothes and came out of the inner room. She walked over to Bai Jing and said in a voice only the two of them could hear, "It's all just plain water. Why are you pretending to be so beautiful? Have you forgotten about your relationship with Director X?"

Bai Jing's face froze instantly, and she subconsciously grabbed Jiang Ruoli's arm. In her panic, she couldn't even control her strength, "What did you just say..."

"Sigh~"

Jiang Ruoli cried out in pain, "It hurts~"

Bai Jing then realized what she had done and let her go in a daze. Remembering that the show was still live, she apologized coldly, "I'm sorry, are you okay?"

Jiang Ruoli turned her head to hide the mockery in her eyes. After a while, she looked up again, her eyes filled with mist, "It's okay."

Huo Xingzhou looked at her expression and said slowly, "What's wrong with your hand?"

"It's okay." Jiang Ruoli turned around and smiled faintly, "Bai Jing didn't mean it."

Jiang Ruoli's words and her expression were very contagious, and many viewers sided with her.

[You did it on purpose, didn't you? You knew my arm was injured, yet you still grabbed me so hard.]

[To be honest, I still think Bai Jing went too far.]

Fang Hao was right. She was the one who asked Jiang Ruoli to go up the mountain to dig bamboo shoots, and now she is the one who asked her to rest in the yard. It seems that she is the only one who plays both the good guy and the bad guy.

【A little tea! 】

Huo Xingzhou lifted Jiang Ruoli's arm. Blood seeped out from the thin layer of gauze, which was a bit eye-catching. He raised his eyes to look at her, "You are so fragile. How did you get by in the past?"

"Before?" Jiang Ruoli withdrew her gaze from Bai Jing, smiled, and looked back at him indifferently, "No one cared about me as much as Mr. Huo before."

"Mr. Huo, please don't spoil me."

"She's too delicate. It's hard to record the show."

Tang Jiujiu: Sister! You are worthy of being me~

Bai Jing: "..."

Other guests: “…”

Director team: “…”

【Fuck! 】

If I am guilty, the law will punish me. There is no need to torture me with your love.

[I'm single thanks to my own abilities, why should I eat your dog food?]

[Single dogs are still dogs, and showing affection is also considered dog abuse. You can not love them, but don't hurt them.]

[Others hug and cuddle in front of me, but I receive it well at work.]

[It’s okay, there will always be a boy holding a bouquet of roses who will come up to you and gently say, “Excuse me, let me pass…”]

[@Upstairs, I thought I was loved, but it turns out I was deceived. ]

Huo Xingzhou had a calm expression, his lips slightly curled, and he said nothing.

Jiang Ruoli looked him in the eye. Seeing his favorability rating slowly rising, her narrow eyes curved into crescents, and she looked as charming as a little fox. "Mr. Huo cares about me so much, I'm afraid someone might be jealous, right?"

When Bai Jing heard this, she felt provocative. Her eyes were red and she clenched her fists in anger. If she hadn't considered the etiquette of a lady in upper society and the audience in the live broadcast room, she really wanted to slap Jiang Ruoli.

She opened her mouth and almost blurted out.

But when he saw Huo Xingzhou's eyes, he swallowed his words back.

What right does she have to question?

Is he unhappy about the different treatment between her and Jiang Ruoli?

What made her most unwilling was that the affection they had for each other since childhood could not withstand the charming vixen in front of her. She swore in her heart that this time, no matter what means she used, she would take back Mrs. Huo's position.

Jiang Ruoli saw Bai Jing's expression change, and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly. As she passed by her, she whispered, "It's my ability to understand the connotation, but it's your problem to identify it, Miss Bai."

"you......"

My intuition tells me that I have tasted something strange.

Trust me, your intuition is right.

[No, no! My Jingbao can only belong to Qiao Xingyu, wuwuwu...]

[Is this ever going to end? I don't want to see you guys dating! ]

[I'm single, I suggest you break up! ]

Zhou Ke chose to stand on Bai Jing's side. Fearing the situation would get out of control, he quickly pulled her back and changed the subject, "Director Zhang, what was that Easter egg mission you were talking about?"

Director Zhang looked at those who were still in a daze, cleared his throat, and told the staff beside him to bring up a few old-fashioned sewing machines.

"Ahem! Members, I believe that most of your impressions of sewing come from your mother or grandmother. In their time, sewing machines were one of the three essential items for a wedding. These old items not only record the years, but also carry the memories of the past. Today, with the passage of time, sewing machines are no longer a necessity in the family, but their existence is always irreplaceable, so..."

The program team then gave each person a material package.

"Today's Easter egg task is to hand-sew a pair of pillowcases."

When the guests heard this task, they all frowned.

Director Zhang was very happy. He had made inquiries after confirming the guests, so he naturally knew what each guest was good at and what they were not good at. His goal was to stump everyone.

Without difficulties, how can the show be a hit?

The audience will be more excited to see that they don’t.

My grandmother had a sewing machine like this. She bought it in the mid-1960s for about a hundred yuan using coupons and connections.

[Oh my god! In that era, it could be considered a luxury.]

In those days, supplies were scarce. My grandmother, for the sake of her family of four, often bought cheap fabric and made clothes for the children. Later, when living conditions improved, she couldn't bear to throw it away and gave it to my mother as a dowry. It's still kept in the attic.

You might not believe it, but when I was in college, my mom was still using a sewing machine to make dresses for me, both for herself and for me. It's just that the internal parts are aging now, and the thread often breaks and gets stuck when I step on it. I've tried to fix it several times but it still hasn't fixed itself.

[I am moved to tears. Although I know that old things will eventually be eliminated by the times, I still want to keep some memories for myself before they are completely eliminated.]

The comments in the live broadcast room were filled with sobs.

However, Jiang Ruoli did not frown after hearing the task. Her mind was full of completing the task and getting the reward. Without even thinking about it, she pulled Tang Jiujiu to start researching.

"Can you use a sewing machine?"

"will not."

"What to do?"

"Even if you haven't eaten pork, have you seen pigs run?" Jiang Ruoli nodded thoughtfully. "I remember seeing it in a period drama before. All you have to do is hold the fabric and step on the sewing machine to make it move. That's it."

at this time.

While the other guests were still studying the fabrics in their hands, Jiang Ruoli moved a small stool and confidently sat down in front of the sewing machine...