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Silence, not without surprise.

Xu Qiaoqiao guessed, could it be related to the photo?

"Are you afraid of what he will do to me, or are you afraid that I will know something from there?"

By the time she realized it, it was too late.

Jun Muye's pupils shrank, and his face changed. The palms of the hands, unconsciously tightened.

She had a shoulder that hurt a little from his pinch.

Xu Qiaoqiao secretly watched his expression change. Did she guess it?

"You're lying to me!" he frowned.

"What?"

"What did that man say to you?" he asked sternly.

"Who?" she pretended, puzzled.

"Pretty guys, don't be sloppy with me. It's not good for you!"

Who's sloppy?

Xu Qiaoqiao said unconvinced: "I didn't! I have already told you what I should say, I don't know what you want to hear, and if I don't mention it, it means that I don't know either!"

Seeing that his eyes were still questioning, she said angrily: "You didn't tell me anything, but you asked me to say what you want to hear, and I am not a roundworm in your stomach." ”

Jun Muye's brows furrowed deeply. was silent for a long time, and he didn't ask any more questions, but said: "In short, during this time, you should be obedient, if there is anything, you are not allowed to make your own decisions." ”

She pursed her lips, and under his staring, she replied unwillingly: "Got it." ”

The inquiry was unsuccessful, and his attitude was resolute and tough, and he no longer expected anything to be plucked out of his mouth.

Jun Muye looked at her and said in a soothing tone: "Bear with me a little longer, and when this matter is resolved, you can do whatever you want." ”

He didn't know that there were so many thoughts suppressed in her heart. Although he had some thoughts and concerns before, he had never presented his inner turmoil in front of him nakedly.

From the time they were together, the voices of doubt have always been there. Under his suppression, reporters did not dare to write blatantly, but they could not stop the private judgments and malicious sarcasm of some good deeds.

That's the way this is the social ethos. Most people are keen to discuss gossip that has nothing to do with them, and prefer to use subjective consciousness to determine whether others are happy or not, and use their imagination to fabricate the truth they think they think.

However, is it a bit difficult for a girl in her early twenties to completely ignore the voices of the outside world?

And she is indeed well disguised, if she doesn't say it, he will probably never know that she likes him with such an inferiority complex......

He was distressed and chagrined.

Does the more he does, the more stressful it will be? Does he already make her feel more at ease with ordinary people?

Thinking of this, a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes. Why should they let others point fingers, whether they are worthy or not, and what qualifications do outsiders have?

However, in this world, even the president cannot stop the people's freedom of speech. What will be done for her to dispel these ridiculous doubts?

He likes to see her sweet and bright smile, likes to see her look when she is clever, likes her coquettish flattery when she exchanges conditions with him, and pretends to be cute when she makes him angry.

But behind all this, there was such a deep helplessness suppressed, which made him suddenly feel an inexplicable uneasiness. It feels like I could lose it at any moment......

The thought came to him, and he frowned, his eyes sank.

He must be thinking too much!

And Xu Qiaoqiao listened to his words, but she didn't mention much emotion, under his intently staring, she bit her lip and nodded, which was considered to have listened to his words.

Jun Muye looked at her, and finally just sighed silently, and then pulled her downstairs.

He asked her to sit in the living room while he went to work in the kitchen.

Xu Qiaoqiao looked around, but didn't see Lucky, so she walked over and asked, "Where's Lucky?"

"Foster care is in Angel's house. He replied as he rolled up his sleeves.

Xu Qiaoqiao sighed, and then stood at the door, staring at his figure.

Seeing him open the refrigerator to get the ingredients, she couldn't help but say, "I want to eat sweet and sour pork ribs." ”

The meat he had just taken out was replaced with ribs.

"Vinegared potatoes. ”

The potatoes were also taken out.

"Sour radish soup. ”

"Mapo tofu. ”

"Don't you have a red braised elbow. ”

A cold glow came over me.

She touched her nose and muttered to herself, "I thought you were going to come out of everything." ”

She moved to the refrigerator and looked at the fresh ingredients, "Did you just buy that?"

"Let Uncle Mo buy it. ”

Xu Qiaoqiao looked at him and felt that he was like an ordinary family man at this moment. As long as they are in their own small world, she feels as if nothing has happened, they are just an ordinary couple, not disturbed by the outside world, simple, warm and happy.

As if there had been no argument just now, she spontaneously picked up the potatoes and peeled them, and beat them beside her. With nothing to do, she exited the kitchen and obediently went to the living room to watch TV.

Xu Qiaoqiao turned on the TV and casually switched the channel. This will be the broadcast time of a costume hit drama, and she is usually chasing it in her free time, but she is not interested in watching TV series.

When the channel switched to a rerun of a variety show, she stopped.

This is a rerun of the third season, and the fourth season will start in May next year, and the crew usually starts recording a month or two in advance.

When Shen Linyuan personally confirmed that she was the substitute for the fourth season, to be honest, she was a mixed bag. There are her favorite artists in it, and she is looking forward to it.

After three seasons, they have not only cultivated a tacit understanding, but the audience also has irreplaceable feelings for the original team. As the only woman, she can be described as a strong existence like a woman. The ability to complete tasks is not lost to male team members, and it can be weird and cute, and when encountering a situation, it can also exude the tenderness and delicacy of women, taking care of other team members.

The word-of-mouth has almost zero negative reviews, and now let her replace such an excellent artist, it is impossible to say that there is no pressure and burden.

But now that the company has decided, she can only go all out.

Usually it's just for fun, but at the moment, she is holding a learning mentality to observe the performance of every artist. In many reality shows, in fact, each guest has a character script set by the crew to show themselves.

However, this show is more real, Xu Qiaoqiao carefully noted down their way of speaking, details of likes and habits.

I was so focused on it that the kitchen guy made the meal and called her over there without noticing.

After Jun Muye brought the dishes to the table and placed them, he walked over and saw her watching intently. Usually when she watches, she laughs. It's like watching a detective movie, with a serious expression, as if you're studying something.

"It's time to eat. ”

Xu Qiaoqiao came back to her senses at this time.

"It's not that I've seen it many times, how can I still see it so fascinated. Jun Muye said.

Although he doesn't like to watch it very much, he usually glances at it when she is at home. Sometimes she would drag him to watch with her, but he couldn't get the laugh inside. It's just that he likes to see her amused.

Xu Qiaoqiao said casually: "If nothing happens, I should be the guest of the fourth season." ”

Jun Muye frowned, his serious expression didn't seem to be happy for her at all.

Xu Qiaoqiao looked at him and asked curiously, "What's wrong?"

Jun Muye quickly gathered his thoughts and said lightly: "It's nothing, it's just that it feels very hard." ”

Xu Qiaoqiao was afraid that he would be worried, so she comforted: "You also know that this variety show is a show, it is all post-editing, and the show just wants to present the audience with a positive, motivating, and meaningful thing in these forms." The crew will definitely put the safety of the artists first. ”

He didn't say anything more.

During the meal, he casually asked why. Xu Qiaoqiao told him truthfully that it was arranged by the company.

Jun Muye had other ideas at the moment.

After all, her boss was Shen Linyuan, and it was difficult for him not to think about whether he would have any impure motives without the heart of a villain.

However, he didn't show it to her face. Because these things, at present, are just small things. At the moment, there is a big problem waiting for him to solve.

……

I don't know if it's because he's at home, he seems to be much more relaxed than when he was in Shanghai.

Seeing this, Xu Qiaoqiao suddenly felt that she didn't seem to care so much in her heart.

The only good thing about her, probably is that she is unhappy, which is usually digested quickly. After getting angry, they will self-distract.

Because he understands his character, there are some things to tell her, as long as she asks, he will definitely say. If she doesn't let her know, even if the cold war lasts for three days and three nights, it is estimated that she will not compromise.

There will still be a pimple in his heart, but he will not show his face again.

This is probably the nature of a woman in love, when she likes each other, when she is sad, she will also think about the good side of the other party, and find 10,000 reasons for him to exonerate him from responsibility and convince himself.

It's night.

She finished her shower, blew her hair around, and was about to fall back into bed.

Jun Muye finished dealing with some things in the study, and walked in at the right time and pulled her up when she was about to fall asleep.

"Your hair isn't dry yet, so don't sleep just yet. ”

"It's already dry. ”

"Don't cut corners. As he spoke, he took out his hair dryer and continued to dry the still wet hair at the waist of her.

Xu Qiaoqiao leaned on him lazily and muttered, "It's so troublesome, just cut it off." ”

Seeing that the weather was getting cold, the long-haired man suffered.

"Don't cut it!"

Xu Qiaoqiao glanced at him, and protested very dishearteningly: "It's not to cut you, it's so much." ”

He stroked his hair, which had been blown dry, and then graciously put her to sleep. He bowed his head, kissed her cheek, and said, "I like your long hair." Actually, he prefers the feeling of helping her up and down.

This kind of feeling is really like a father taking care of his daughter.

If Xu Qiaoqiao knew about his thoughts, she would probably have to scold him for being perverted.

"I'll go take a shower, you go to sleep first. He smiled and stroked her head.

Xu Qiaoqiao snorted. When he got up, she gently tugged at his sleeve, and under his suspicious downward gaze, she pursed her lower lip, still unable to help but clarify for herself: "I didn't deliberately lose my ID card." ”