The actor is slapped in the face by the chef every day

of. Shaking his whip, Wang Suhua waved at He Gang:

"Get out of the way. When I ask what I want, you take this kid away yourself. I won't ask you any more."

Looking at the pale man in his arms, He Gang was at war with heaven and man for a moment, but finally hesitantly said: "I don't—"

"—When will my people need to be decided by others whether to intervene?"

Before He Gang could finish speaking, the half-open door was suddenly pushed open, and a third person's voice suddenly sounded in the room.

The two were startled, only to see a tall man in a brown trench coat walking directly into the house.

Ling Ran was so arrogant that the air pressure in the whole room suddenly dropped.

"Who, who let you in? You are trespassing!" Pointing angrily at the uninvited guest, Wang Suhua let him out directly.

"Sorry, you robbed my people, I think I still have the right to come in." After rushing and nodding, a group of policemen rushed into the house in an instant, and restrained the two people who hadn't reacted yet.

Stepping into the figure on the ground, Li Luo's eyes became darker and darker. He gently hugged him into his arms and hugged him horizontally, and whispered in the ear of Fu Jinghui, who was half unconscious:

"Close your eyes, don't be afraid, just sleep, and I'll take you home."

The person in his arms seemed to have finally unloaded his burden, closed his eyes, and soon passed out completely.

"We hope that the police can severely punish the gangsters, and we must never let such vicious incidents happen again in Paris." Speaking to the police in fluent French, Li Luo motioned to follow Nanfeng, who was frightened by Fu Jinghui's appearance, to negotiate with the police, and brought Holding the person in his arms, he went straight back to the apartment.

Fu Jinghui felt that he had a very long dream.

In the dream, he was Xiao Yu, the prince of the Chen Kingdom. When he was out on patrol, there was an old black mountain demon and a witch in a candy house chasing him. When he was covered in bruises and was about to be unable to hold on, the general Su He descended from the sky, just like the god of war. , All the old demons and witches were driven away.

He who was rescued was about to thank General Su, but when that General Su raised his head, he realized that this guy actually had a Li Luo face, and he waved a spatula at him:

"Why are you in a daze, hurry up and wash the vegetables for me!"

Fu Jinghui was startled awake.

Open your eyes, a large string of shell wind chimes hang down above your head, full of childlike fun.

Not the house he was familiar with.

"Wake up? Drink this bowl of ginger milk first, so as not to be shocked."

Estimating the time and walking into the bedroom, the head chef helped the drowsy guy up and put a pillow on his back.

The slightly hot bowl was stuffed into his hand, and Fu Jinghui took it subconsciously, feeling the warmth in his cold palm all the way to his heart.

"Before I... He Gang..." Looking at the master chef who suddenly appeared in Paris, Fu Jinghui had too many things to say in his mind, and he didn't know where to start.

"Shhh, don't rush to talk yet." Taking a spoonful of tofu-like ginger milk, Li Luo brought it to the other party's mouth:

"Open your mouth."

Opening her mouth obediently, all Fu Jinghui's words were stuffed back into her stomach, and Li Luo could only feed the whole bowl mouthful by mouthful.

The food in the bowl was like the almond jelly that Fu Jinghui ate when he was a child, it was bouncy and the color was pink chicken yellow, very attractive.

The taste is delicate, the combination of thick milky aroma and ginger juice instantly clears up Fu Jinghui's chaotic mind.

"Spicy..." Curling his lips, Fu Jinghui complained to the other party.

The ginger taste is very strong, you don't feel it when you eat it, but you feel like there is a fire in your stomach after eating it.

"You've been lying on the ground for so long, and now it's winter, and you need ginger to drive the cold into your body. And if you eat this, you won't be prone to nightmares when you look back." The whole bowl is clean, Master Chef Satisfied with looking at the empty bowl, he put it aside, pressed Fu Jinghui's shoulder to make him lie down again: "It's only been three hours, it's not yet dawn, let's sleep for a while."

"But I..." Stuttering, Fu Jinghui was held by the opponent's hand on the shoulder, feeling the heat there: "I just had a nightmare..."

"It's okay, don't be afraid, I will always watch over you tonight." Pulling the quilt for Fu Jinghui, Li Luo assured him softly.

In fact, Fu Jinghui just told him first: Although he had a nightmare, at the end of the nightmare, he was the one who saved him.

But since the cook didn't give him a chance to speak, it would be the same to tell him after he woke up.

Close your eyes, hold your hand firmly; Fu Jinghui felt extremely at ease as he firmly grasped Master Chef's hand.

Attached is a picture of ginger bumping milk:

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Ginger milk has the effects of dispelling cold, promoting blood circulation, relieving cough and sleeping.It is rich in iron, zinc, calcium and other trace elements and vitamins necessary for the human body, and has an excellent effect on promoting the development of brain cells, regulating blood gas, and promoting bone growth.Mr. Actor King has suffered so much, the chef gave him this drink, and it was also for his body to help him calm his nerves.

Next is the recipe teaching time:

Dangdang little fox class starts!

Dish name: ginger milk

Main ingredients: milk, sugar, ginger

Kitchen utensils: cooking pot

Difficulty level: normal difficulty

Specific steps:

[-]. First slice the old ginger and put it into the juicer to squeeze out the ginger juice;

[-]. Pour the squeezed ginger juice into the container for later use;

[-]. Put the milk and sugar into the pot and cook while stirring, let the sugar fully melt, and turn off the heat when the milk boils slightly;

70. After the milk is boiled, let it cool down a bit, and then pour (bump) into the ginger juice at 80-3 degrees.Let it solidify for 4-[-] minutes.

With a large bunch of corn, celery and carrots wrapped in his clothes, the chef hurried back to Mr. Xu's house, picked up his luggage and passport, and went directly to the airport by car.

On the way, looking at the drivers sitting in the front row, Guan Guan and the others had a lot to say, but it was hard to say it.

When they arrived at the airport, seeing that the security check was just ahead, Guan Guan and the others consciously hid in Li Luo's special interlayer of clothes to prevent being discovered by electronic scanners.

Waiting room.

"After you left, Ah Luo, thieves broke into the house and took away everything in the house, including us." Climbing to the neckline of the chef, Guan Guan reported everything they encountered to the chef. other side.

Sitting on the chair in the last row of the airport waiting room, Li Luo was stunned when he heard the words:

"Even you took it with you?"

These days, thieves also know not to waste food, and they pack vegetables together when they see them?

"It's not just as simple as taking it away." He squeezed it out of his pocket and pushed Guan Guan to the side, and a leaf of celery finally came out:

"After Guan Guan and the others were taken away, those people actually wanted to dissect them for experiments!"

"'Arrest you for an experiment? What kind of experiment? Carrot and celery juice compatibility test? And, what do you mean they' were taken away, not 'us'? Aren't you with Guanguan?" Li Luo keenly discovered this Kid's words.

The leaves flicked, and Celery scrambled up: "I was also brought into that laboratory at the time. Guanguan felt that the matter was not simple, so he covered it and asked me to come out first to deliver a letter to you."

This guy's voice was too loud, and under the excitement, almost a whole celery sprang out from his collar.A little girl who was chasing the ball around heard the movement, and cast her gaze towards Li Luo curiously.

The corner of his mouth twitched, and he slapped the kid back into his collar to hide it. The chef smiled at the girl.

The opponent blushed, held the ball and ran towards his parents with his head down.

For the decision to let the stupidest child in the family come forward to report the news, Li Luo felt very incomprehensible:

"Guanguan, are you so relieved to let Goudan go out alone? Are you afraid that he will get lost?"

Speaking of this, Guan Guan also regretted his original decision: "There is no way. At that time, we were packed into a cardboard box and sent to the laboratory. This kid was placed at the top facing the door. Time is urgent, so let him escape. It's the easiest."

In the end, he covered his face with a corn leaf, and Guan Guan let out a long sigh: "As long as there is another candidate, I don't want him to go—this kind of final exam can't answer the questions, and I want to make a cheat sheet, but I find that the whole class is sitting next to me." Can you feel the feeling of being the last one?"

Mr. Celery: ...The two of you dislike me so much in front of me, have you considered my feelings?

"Otherwise? Letting you look for someone but fail to find them, even if you finally run into an acquaintance and don't ask for clarification, what's the matter with being beaten up by your own people in the end!" Guan Guan was annoyed.

As soon as the official said "fight", the cauliflower porridge underneath also said: "Ah Luo, we saw the face of the mastermind who took us away!"

See the people behind the scenes?This is good news, Li Luo feels that he can definitely let the other party go: "What does it look like, what is its name, how old is it?"

Stepping on Goudan with one foot, Congee Congee climbed up by himself: "You have seen that man before."

seen?who is it?

With a puzzled look on his face, Li Shi couldn't think of any acquaintance who would go to his house to steal vegetables.

"It's the blue eye in the backstage today who said he wanted to challenge you!"

"It's the handsome guy who gave you the award today!"

The former sentence was said by Porridge Congee, and the latter sentence was said by Cigu.

The comparison between the normal painting style and the fangirl painting style.

"The handsome blond guy is actually the villain, I like this plot!" Momo was very excited.

Li Luo: What the hell is that guy Neil doing?Actually went to his house?

What about not contacting each other within five years as agreed, and each depending on his own ability?

He thought to himself, after Fu Jinghui was rescued, he would go to that brat to settle the score.As a result, after getting off the plane, the chef suddenly thought of a very serious question:

This guy, Ah San, only said that Fu Jinghui was arrested and taken to a yard full of sycamore trees, but where is the yard full of sycamore trees as big as Paris?

This foie gras is really not clean.

This was the first feeling of Fu Jinghui who became dizzy and weak after eating.

Thank goodness, Mr. Film King rarely realized clearly that there was something wrong with the food in front of him.

Don't eat anything that is given by a stranger.This is what every child has been taught by their mother since childhood.

Fu Jinghui also remembered.

Therefore, he just pretended to eat something, put the foie gras in his mouth, and prepared to spit it out when he had a chance.

——The idea is very good, but unfortunately when the time came, something went wrong.

The so-called being old and becoming a demon does not mean that all immortals can become spirits, but that people who have lived for a long time will often be extraordinarily shrewd and not easy to deceive.

The old man surnamed Wang in front of him is not easy to deceive.

The old man who was originally sitting on the sofa stood up, walked slowly to Fu Jinghui's side, and stared at him without saying a word as he forked a piece of foie gras and put it into his mouth.

Then, she just looked at him with unblinking eyes.

After holding that thing in his mouth for a long time, Mr. Yingdi couldn't take it anymore.

The foie gras in the mouth is easy to digest, and the cheeks are a little sour after a long time.The hand holding the fork was a little stiff, and he couldn't help but put down the fork, wanting to move his wrist to divert his attention.

Just as he put it down, a hand stretched out, pinched his chin, lifted it, and pressed it.

"Guji-"

The piece of foie gras that was almost melted in the mouth finally happily entered Mr. Actor's esophagus.

Fu Jinghui:! ! !

"Why, you still want to play tricks in front of me?" The old man loosened the hand that was pinching Fu Jinghui's chin, took the napkin from one side, and slowly wiped his fingers clean one by one.

With his fingers dug into his throat, Fu Jinghui tried to spit out what he had eaten.

Tried for a long time, the result is useless.

It was the first time that he secretly hated how a dish could be so melt-in-your-mouth. In this case, he was almost anxious to death.

"Don't waste your energy." The old man sat back on the sofa after watching Fu Jinghui tossing and saying, "You are still the same, you can't see the situation clearly."

Mr. Film King panted, sat on the chair, his face was ashen, and there was only one thought in his mind:

It's over, it's over, it's over!

He has been missing for so long, Nanfeng should call the police, right?

Meng Tian was so concerned about his safety, and when he heard the news of his disappearance from Nanfeng, he would definitely spare no effort to find him.It's just that she is busy with her sweetheart, you and my manager, and it's doubtful whether she has time to receive the news of his disappearance.

The elder brother at home saw those news reports, maybe he was sharpening his sword and wanted to arrest him to find out the truth.

And Li Luo...

That guy is probably having a good time in some corner of Tokyo right now.I heard that the geisha in Ginza, Tokyo are versatile. That guy likes to watch gossip news when he has nothing to do.

After thinking about it like this, there was no one who could rush to rescue him immediately.

In order to become a big star, Fu Jinghui began to seriously reflect on whether he had failed too much in life.

Before he finished his self-examination, he found that his strength was losing little by little.

"Ding——" the knife in his hand slipped from his fingertips and fell on the carpet.

Falling limply on the chair, only relying on the back of the chair to keep from slipping to the ground, Fu Jinghui began to panic.

"What a beautiful face, such a beautiful work of art, it should be kept in the collection room and admired alone."

Smooth and wrinkled hands caressed Fu Jinghui's cheeks, and the old man cast his cold eyes on him:

"Back then, that kid He Gang said he wanted to make a movie, so he invited me to the set to see the leading actor he was most satisfied with since his debut.

I didn't think much of it at first.These days, beauties are easy to find, and there are as many people who come off the plastic surgery assembly line in hospitals every year.However, top-notch beauties are hard to come by.

I thought He Gang just saw an actor with excellent acting skills who could meet his filming requirements.Who would have thought that after going to the set to take a look, he realized that his vision was not bad this time.

Appearance, temperament, acting skills, word-of-mouth... you have everything a popular actor should have, which is great.What our company needs is such a good seed that can become a superstar. "

Of course I know I'm fine!Being touched by the other party made one's hair stand on end, goosebumps all popped out.Mr. Yingdi thought that the other party was going to fight to the death for what he was going to do to him, but who would have thought that the other party changed the subject and started rambling about the past.

Fu Jinghui: The medicine is taking effect, I am a little sleepy...

"But it's always difficult for people who don't know current affairs to stay in this circle for a long time." His tone changed, and the other party grabbed Fu Jinghui's neck, completely waking up the guy who was about to fall asleep.

"He Gang loves the fragrance and cherishes the jade and is not willing to be rough on you. I am not your admirer. Your cute and pitiful face doesn't work for me." His tone was like ice in the twelfth lunar month, and the old man asked what he wanted the most. knew:

"Tell me, what did you see in the clubhouse that day!"

Who knows what he saw at the time?I don't remember at all!

The face of being pinched was purple, and Fu Jinghui tried hard to break off the opponent's hand.

It's a pity that his strength now is like a cat scratching in the eyes of the other party.

"I... don't... remember..." After uttering these words forcefully, little stars began to appear in front of his eyes.

"Nonsense about amnesia, do you think I'm He Gang, and I would believe in this kind of third-rate romance drama?" The old man didn't take it seriously, dragged Fu Jinghui all the way to the sofa, and threw pancakes with India Throw it in the same way.

"Bam—"

Mr. Film King, who was thrown onto the sofa, felt that his internal organs were about to be shaken out.

"Cough, cough, cough..." Trying to breathe the fresh air, he scratched his hands and wanted to escape the door.

In the end, before he could climb two steps, his palm felt a sharp pain——

The opponent stepped on his palm.

"Don't sign a contract with my company, heh... The contract with your current company will expire next year, right? I don't think you have any plans to renew your contract with your old company. Why, the one named Chu offered The conditions will be higher than mine?"

Squatting down/body up, the old man stepped on Fu Jinghui's hand and exerted a little force: "This person, you have to be content, it's not good to be so ambitious."

"——Come on, tell me, three months ago in the Yunya clubhouse, who did you see with the surname Chu and what did you say?"

His lips turned white from the pain, Fu Jinghui opened his mouth softly and said something.

The old man didn't hear clearly, so he bent down and approached his ear: "What are you talking about, can't you speak louder?"

Looking at the ear with age spots coming over, Fu Jinghui tried his best and roared:

"I said, it's your uncle! I don't even know what club you're talking about with the surname Chu! You're out of your mind!"

After the words fell, the other party's face suddenly darkened.

"I still have the strength to speak loudly. It seems that the medicine just now is not effective enough."

Standing up and patting the folds of the clothes on his body, the old man kicked Fu Jinghui's heart mercilessly.

Mr. Yingdi almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

Reaching out to take the dinner plate from the small table, the old man picked up a piece of foie gras with a fork: "It's not good to waste food. Isn't the recent public welfare program advocating 'CDs'? You can eat all of them."

After finishing speaking, he directly pinched Fu Jinghui's mouth, and the old man fed a piece of foie gras straight into his throat.

This feeling made Fu Jinghui suddenly empathize with the big white geese who were being fed and prepared to make French foie gras.

When eating has changed from a pure pursuit of hunger and delicious food to a purposeful compulsive activity, swallowing every bite of food is a kind of torture.

Throat hurts like a knife cut, stomach feels nauseous, and the disgust in my heart rises little by little... When the reality overlaps with the memory, the faces of those vague fragments in the memory finally have a concrete appearance:

It was the person in front of me.

If we say that He Gang is just a child who will do whatever it takes to get his beloved toy, his perverted possessiveness will force him to stay in chains in the candy house he built.Then the person in front of him is a complete lunatic, just for a strange reason that Fu Jinghui still can't figure out, while tempting Fu Jinghui to sign a contract with him to work for him, while trying his best to know the secret of President Chu .

Or a secret that even Fu Jinghui doesn't know about!

He couldn't remember what happened in that clubhouse that day. He only knew that this old man seemed to be extremely concerned about the weakness of his rival, and he tried every means to become the top spot in the entertainment circle.

The biggest entertainment company, the most popular entertainer, the hottest drama every year...everything, the other party doesn't want to let it go.

It was insatiable.

"Now, we can have a good chat. What exactly is that Chu man planning? And what role do you play in this plan?"

Looking condescendingly at Mr. Film King, who was slumped on the ground, the corner of the old man's mouth curled up, and his yellow teeth looked particularly disgusting in his smile:

"Don't worry, we have a long time to discuss slowly and carefully..."

Neither of them noticed that at the far window, a corner of the curtain suddenly shook.

Then, everything fell silent.

Night is coming, this is the time for demons.

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With a large bunch of corn, celery and carrots wrapped in his clothes, the chef hurried back to Mr. Xu's house, picked up his luggage and passport, and went directly to the airport by car.

On the way, looking at the drivers sitting in the front row, Guan Guan and the others had a lot to say, but it was hard to say it.

When they arrived at the airport, seeing that the security check was just ahead, Guan Guan and the others consciously hid in Li Luo's special interlayer of clothes to prevent being discovered by electronic scanners.

Waiting room.

"After you left, Ah Luo, thieves broke into the house and took away everything in the house, including us." Climbing to the neckline of the chef, Guan Guan reported everything they encountered to the chef. other side.

Sitting on the chair in the last row of the airport waiting room, Li Luo was stunned when he heard the words:

"Even you took it with you?"

These days, thieves also know not to waste food, and they pack vegetables together when they see them?

"It's not just as simple as taking it away." He squeezed it out of his pocket and pushed Guan Guan to the side, and a leaf of celery finally came out:

"After Guan Guan and the others were taken away, those people actually wanted to dissect them for experiments!"

"'Arrest you for an experiment? What kind of experiment? Carrot and celery juice compatibility test? And, what do you mean they' were taken away, not 'us'? Aren't you with Guanguan?" Li Luo keenly discovered this Kid's words.

The leaves flicked, and Celery scrambled up: "I was also brought into that laboratory at the time. Guanguan felt that the matter was not simple, so he covered it and asked me to come out first to deliver a letter to you."

This guy's voice was too loud, and under the excitement, almost a whole celery sprang out from his collar.A little girl who was chasing the ball around heard the movement, and cast her gaze towards Li Luo curiously.

The corner of his mouth twitched, and he slapped the kid back into his collar to hide it. The chef smiled at the girl.

The opponent blushed, held the ball and ran towards his parents with his head down.

For the decision to let the stupidest child in the family come forward to report the news, Li Luo felt very incomprehensible:

"Guanguan, are you so relieved to let Goudan go out alone? Are you afraid that he will get lost?"

Speaking of this, Guan Guan also regretted his original decision: "There is no way. At that time, we were packed into a cardboard box and sent to the laboratory. This kid was placed at the top facing the door. Time is urgent, so let him escape. It's the easiest."

In the end, he covered his face with a corn leaf, and Guan Guan let out a long sigh: "As long as there is another candidate, I don't want him to go—this kind of final exam can't answer the questions, and I want to make a cheat sheet, but I find that the whole class is sitting next to me." Can you feel the feeling of being the last one?"

Mr. Celery: ...The two of you dislike me so much in front of me, have you considered my feelings?

"Otherwise? Letting you look for someone but fail to find them, even if you finally run into an acquaintance and don't ask for clarification, what's the matter with being beaten up by your own people in the end!" Guan Guan was annoyed.

As soon as the official said "fight", the cauliflower porridge underneath also said: "Ah Luo, we saw the face of the mastermind who took us away!"

See the people behind the scenes?This is good news, Li Luo feels that he can definitely let the other party go: "What does it look like, what is its name, how old is it?"

Stepping on Goudan with one foot, Congee Congee climbed up by himself: "You have seen that man before."

seen?who is it?

With a puzzled look on his face, Li Shi couldn't think of any acquaintance who would go to his house to steal vegetables.

"It's the blue eye in the backstage today who said he wanted to challenge you!"

"It's the handsome guy who gave you the award today!"

The former sentence was said by Porridge Congee, and the latter sentence was said by Cigu.

The comparison between the normal painting style and the fangirl painting style.

"The handsome blond guy is actually the villain, I like this plot!" Momo was very excited.

Li Luo: What the hell is that guy Neil doing?Actually went to his house?

What about not contacting each other within five years as agreed, and each depending on his own ability?

He thought to himself, after Fu Jinghui was rescued, he would go to that brat to settle the score.As a result, after getting off the plane, the chef suddenly thought of a very serious question:

This guy, Ah San, only said that Fu Jinghui was arrested and taken to a yard full of sycamore trees, but where is the yard full of sycamore trees as big as Paris?

This foie gras is really not clean.

This was the first feeling of Fu Jinghui who became dizzy and weak after eating.

Thank goodness, Mr. Film King rarely realized clearly that there was something wrong with the food in front of him.

Don't eat anything that is given by a stranger.This is what every child has been taught by their mother since childhood.

Fu Jinghui also remembered.

Therefore, he just pretended to eat something, put the foie gras in his mouth, and prepared to spit it out when he had a chance.

——The idea is very good, but unfortunately when the time came, something went wrong.

The so-called being old and becoming a demon does not mean that all immortals can become spirits, but that people who have lived for a long time will often be extraordinarily shrewd and not easy to deceive.

The old man surnamed Wang in front of him is not easy to deceive.

The old man who was originally sitting on the sofa stood up, walked slowly to Fu Jinghui's side, and stared at him without saying a word as he forked a piece of foie gras and put it into his mouth.

Then, she just looked at him with unblinking eyes.

After holding that thing in his mouth for a long time, Mr. Yingdi couldn't take it anymore.

The foie gras in the mouth is easy to digest, and the cheeks are a little sour after a long time.The hand holding the fork was a little stiff, and he couldn't help but put down the fork, wanting to move his wrist to divert his attention.

Just as he put it down, a hand stretched out, pinched his chin, lifted it, and pressed it.

"Guji-"

The piece of foie gras that was almost melted in the mouth finally happily entered Mr. Actor's esophagus.

Fu Jinghui:! ! !

"Why, you still want to play tricks in front of me?" The old man loosened the hand that was pinching Fu Jinghui's chin, took the napkin from one side, and slowly wiped his fingers clean one by one.

With his fingers dug into his throat, Fu Jinghui tried to spit out what he had eaten.

Tried for a long time, the result is useless.

It was the first time that he secretly hated how a dish could be so melt-in-your-mouth. In this case, he was almost anxious to death.

"Don't waste your energy." The old man sat back on the sofa after watching Fu Jinghui tossing and saying, "You are still the same, you can't see the situation clearly."

Mr. Film King panted, sat on the chair, his face was ashen, and there was only one thought in his mind:

It's over, it's over, it's over!

He has been missing for so long, Nanfeng should call the police, right?

Meng Tian was so concerned about his safety, and when he heard the news of his disappearance from Nanfeng, he would definitely spare no effort to find him.It's just that she is busy with her sweetheart, you and my manager, and it's doubtful whether she has time to receive the news of his disappearance.

The elder brother at home saw those news reports, maybe he was sharpening his sword and wanted to arrest him to find out the truth.

And Li Luo...

That guy is probably having a good time in some corner of Tokyo right now.I heard that the geisha in Ginza, Tokyo are versatile. That guy likes to watch gossip news when he has nothing to do.

After thinking about it like this, there was no one who could rush to rescue him immediately.

In order to become a big star, Fu Jinghui began to seriously reflect on whether he had failed too much in life.

Before he finished his self-examination, he found that his strength was losing little by little.

"Ding——" the knife in his hand slipped from his fingertips and fell on the carpet.

Falling limply on the chair, only relying on the back of the chair to keep from slipping to the ground, Fu Jinghui began to panic.

"What a beautiful face, such a beautiful work of art, it should be kept in the collection room and admired alone."

Smooth and wrinkled hands caressed Fu Jinghui's cheeks, and the old man cast his cold eyes on him:

"Back then, that kid He Gang said he wanted to make a movie, so he invited me to the set to see the leading actor he was most satisfied with since his debut.

I didn't think much of it at first.These days, beauties are easy to find, and there are as many people who come off the plastic surgery assembly line in hospitals every year.However, top-notch beauties are hard to come by.

I thought He Gang just saw an actor with excellent acting skills who could meet his filming requirements.Who would have thought that after going to the set to take a look, he realized that his vision was not bad this time.

Appearance, temperament, acting skills, word-of-mouth... you have everything a popular actor should have, which is great.What our company needs is such a good seed that can become a superstar. "

Of course I know I'm fine!Being touched by the other party made one's hair stand on end, goosebumps all popped out.Mr. Yingdi thought that the other party was going to fight to the death for what he was going to do to him, but who would have thought that the other party changed the subject and started rambling about the past.

Fu Jinghui: The medicine is taking effect, I am a little sleepy...

"But it's always difficult for people who don't know current affairs to stay in this circle for a long time." His tone changed, and the other party grabbed Fu Jinghui's neck, completely waking up the guy who was about to fall asleep.

"He Gang loves the fragrance and cherishes the jade and is not willing to be rough on you. I am not your admirer. Your cute and pitiful face doesn't work for me." His tone was like ice in the twelfth lunar month, and the old man asked what he wanted the most. knew:

"Tell me, what did you see in the clubhouse that day!"

Who knows what he saw at the time?

☆. Beef Brisket Kway Teow in Teochew Clear Soup

The author has something to say: there is a strong smell of beef bone soup in the air.

Extremely fresh, it can make hungry travelers in the desert secrete rich saliva instantly, rekindling the desire for life.The illusion of a mirage in the sand sea is still no match for a wisp of fragrant wind.

The aroma of cinnamon is mixed with it, and occasionally there is a very light vegetable sweetness, which gets into the nose a little bit.

Fu Jinghui, who was sleeping soundly at first, smelled it, even though he and Duke Zhou were inseparable from the chess game, he also regained consciousness in a daze, and closed his eyes lightly.

It's hard to tell what night it is.

What can wake a person out of bed, sometimes, is not only a dream, but also food.

The quilt at hand was still warm, and he subconsciously shook the palm of his hand, but it was empty.

The hand that had been holding him all night was gone.

Startled, Fu Jinghui sobered up instantly.

Opening his eyes, the sun was bright and dazzling, making him squint involuntarily.

After adapting to the light in the house, a large string of shell wind chimes hang down along the cotton thread, swaying gently with the breeze blowing in from the window.

The whole house has a strong Mediterranean style: the rose-red sofa makes people want to lean on it for a roll, the palace-style ornate chandelier hangs in the air, and the lampshade standing on the small side is made into a bird's nest shape. The green plants beside the bed are verdant...

Most importantly, the feeling reflected in this room is called "home".

The friendly atmosphere of fireworks in the world.

Thinking of home, Fu Jinghui stretched his neck involuntarily, trying to find the person who brought him here.

The sound of ding ding dong dong came from outside the house, just like in the Qingyangli villa in Beijing a few months ago.

Getting out of bed and slipping on the slippers, stepping on the thick carpet, pushing open the wooden door of the bedroom, Fu Jinghui followed the sound all the way to the kitchen.

In the rising steam, the tall figure wearing an apron couldn't see his face clearly, and his brown hair was soaked in water vapor, giving him a sense of sight.

Everything was so warm, and the scene was so familiar that Fu Jinghui was suddenly so moved that he wanted to cry.

As if all the nightmares of these days had never happened, today was like every morning in March, in the warm water vapor and the smell of food, he watched the man put on his apron and make soup for his hands.

"Woke up so early? I'm going to let you sleep for a while, and I closed the door to avoid waking you up." Hearing the familiar footsteps, the head chef raised his head from a pile of ingredients and waved at Fu Jinghui. wave:

"It's just right, my apron strap is falling down a bit, and it's inconvenient for me to have oil in my hand, please help me tie it."

Hearing his name being called, Fu Jinghui was dazzled by everything in front of him, and walked over in a daze, ready to tie the belt for the other party.

As a result, after this past, Mr. Actor, who was slow to react, discovered a problem:

Master Chef faced him with open arms. In order to match the direction of the other party, if he wanted to tie an apron belt for the other party, he had to wrap his hands around the other party's waist—this effect was basically to hug the master directly. Master Chef.

If it was before coming to Paris, he would never have thought about it.However, after experiencing yesterday's scene, facing the close contact with Li Luo, he always felt that his heartbeat would speed up inexplicably, and his face would become hot.

Fu Jinghui almost wondered if it was Li Luo's family