After signing a stand-in agreement with the actor

Chapter 7 Wontons

Xie Pei stared down at him, the corners of his mouth curled up, and his tone was loose and lazy, "We haven't had dinner together yet."

Lin Qingle was annoyed by these words, and raised her foot to remind him: "I'm already like this, do you still miss that we didn't have dinner together?"

"Rules are rules, why don't you stop eating because of you like this, otherwise my 300 million would be in vain." Xie Pei raised his lips and said casually.

"I'm not hungry." He just wanted to sleep now.

"But I'm hungry." Xie Pei stood up, stretched out his hand and pulled him up by the way, "Let's go, the film king himself cooks for you, and no one else can ask for it. It's fine if you don't appreciate Dade, and you still look disgusted. will be struck by lightning."

Hehe, you will be struck by lightning with Dogecoin.

But the temptation of 300 million comes first, besides, it's just a supper, I just need to sit and wait to eat, no matter how I think about it, it's not a loss.

So Lin Qingle dragged his tired body and sat down at the dining table.

In the kitchen, a tall man in a beige apron stood by the kitchen counter, holding a knife in one hand and putting vegetables on the chopping board in the other. The appearance of a wise husband.

Lin Qingle rested her chin on one hand and watched wearily. She suddenly seemed to see how they rented together in the small rented house five years ago. The kitchen in the rented house was small, and Xie Pei was tall and big-boned, so Whenever Xie Pei was in the kitchen, there was no room for others.

Once when Lin Qingle was cooking noodles in the kitchen, when Xie Pei bent over to come in, his waist was almost stuck to the kitchen counter, and he couldn't help but leaned back, but the next second he was pulled into his arms by Xie Pei, the whole body She was clinging to his warm embrace, and when he raised his head, he bumped into Xie Pei's deep and bewitching eyes.

The noodle soup beside him was gurgling, warm palms wrapped his hands, and he was still holding a spoon in his hand, so he used his hand to gently stir the pot of noodle soup.

The reason why Lin Qingle was so impressed that day was purely because the kitchen was scorching hot, and the body temperature of the two men kept rising. Even though they didn't do anything, it made his heart beat faster at that time, and he was extremely excited and nervous.

Just as his face was turning red, Xie Pei brought a small pot of wontons to the table. The freshly cooked wonton soup was steaming hot, and the strong rib soup was full of fragrance.

Lin Qingle immediately recovered, looked at Xie Pei, and Xie Pei also looked at him suspiciously.

"Ok?"

"..."

Damn, what was he thinking just now.

Lin Qingle patted his face and turned to look at the wonton soup. He didn't know if he didn't look at it. When his mind fell on the food, he realized how strong the taste of the pork rib soup was. Chong immediately woke up, and swallowed his saliva unwillingly.

It smells good.

Xie Pei took two bowls, adjusted the sauce and put them in the middle, glanced at Lin Qingle as he passed the chopsticks, and the corners of his mouth slowly curled up: "Crab roe stuffing, I was not willing to eat the one that Youan gave me last week. "

"Really?" Lin Qingle glanced at him, "Then why are you willing to take it out?"

Xie Pei's voice was hoarse, and there was a bit of teasing in the silent night: "Isn't it just a little more generous to treat the white moonlight that is on your mind?"

"That's right, otherwise 300 million would be a waste of money." Lin Qingle used his words to ridicule him.

Xie Pei narrowed his eyes and smiled meaningfully: "Try it first."

He didn't know what Xie Pei was doing with Bai Yueguang at this time, but as a "stunt actor" Lin Qingle was very self-aware.

He is not Xie Pei's Bai Yueguang, but he wants to play Xie Pei's Bai Yueguang.

Lin Qingle didn't look at him any more, the ravioli with noodle soup and crab roe filling really appealed to his appetite, he licked his lips, and couldn't wait to scoop a spoonful.

When he was about to eat, the hand holding the chopsticks was suddenly caught by the wrist.

"I am so anxious to taste my craft?"

"..."

"I accept the favor, but the wontons have just come out of the pan, so blow them first before eating."

Lin Qingle was stunned, glanced down at her clasped wrist, hesitated for a moment, then nodded slowly: "Let go first."

"I've touched it before, why are you shy?"

"It used to be the past, but now I am your Bai Yueguang. Your Bai Yueguang doesn't want you to touch him now, can you?"

For some reason, when Xie Pei mentioned the past, Lin Qingle was furious.

He also had the nerve to mention it earlier.

Two years of youth was like feeding a dog. The dog knew how to wag its tail, but instead he asked himself to sign a contract and act as a stand-in.

No matter how you think about it, you are not happy.

"You're promising, and you know how to use chicken feathers as arrows." Xie Pei raised the corners of his lips without changing his expression, "Okay, listen to you."

As soon as the voice fell, he let go of his hand.

Lin Qingle took a small sip, and it was indeed very hot. He blew a few times, and felt that after accepting the range, he swallowed one in one gulp.

Fuck it fuck it.

The taste of the crab roe was so strong and fragrant, and the full crab roe spread out in his mouth, filling his taste buds, so fucking satisfying.

No wonder this dogecoin is reluctant, the crab roe in the wonton is real, 100%, crab roe.

Aww, today's supper is earned.

Lin Qingle couldn't help but ate a few more. Compared to him gulping down wontons, Xie Pei ate them more elegantly, so he casually took a few bites.

He said he was hungry, but it looked like Lin Qingle was hungry.

Actually, Lin Qingle was really hungry.

Wang Yufeng's task today was to cook a dinner for the sanitation workers, but it was hard to find a cook, so he came up with a solution - hot pot.

More than 30 people were invited to the show. Wang Yufeng set up a two-meter-long table and five pots, but the ingredients were limited. Before the meal, Wang Yufeng privately asked them to eat less and give it to the sanitation workers.

The few of them naturally agreed to this small request, so at dinner, Lin Qingle only drank a few mouthfuls of soup, ate a small bowl of noodles, and didn't move his chopsticks.

A 27-year-old man only eats that little after a day's work, so it's no wonder he's not hungry.

After eating the wontons, Lin Qingle took the initiative to clean up the dishes, but was stopped by Xie Pei.

"A servant will come tomorrow morning, go take a bath." At the end, he still reminded, "Don't touch the wound with water."

"understood."

Lin Qingle put down the bowls and chopsticks bluntly, and went upstairs by herself.

Early the next morning, Chen Yang took Lin Qingle to yesterday's shopping street. Today it was still surrounded by crowds of people, but with yesterday's experience, today he and Chen Yang went directly through the alleyway.

Unexpectedly, two people came face to face in the narrow path.

Bu Sheng and his agent.

Bu Sheng still looked arrogant and conceited, especially when he saw Lin Qingle, his eyes were filled with deep disdain, as if Lin Qingle had dirty his eyes.

Chen Yang pulled Lin Qingle's clothes, and whispered in his ear: "Remember not to conflict with him, he obviously doesn't like you."

"Do you think it's okay if I don't have conflicts?"

"Should...it should be." Chen Yang was also not sure.

After all, the arrogant attitude of the other party seems to be looking for trouble no matter how you look at it.