Chapter 14: Crappy Cooking
In fact, Cui Shican's hunch is right. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info On the morning of the second day when Choi Seok Suk came, someone from the program team who got married came to the door with a Park Bo-young.
This time they are not going to do a raid, but to create a sweet feeling of newlyweds sleeping together. That is, pretending to be the illusion that Park Bo-young spent the night here last night.
After the staff turned on the cameras, they left after a few words. It probably means that the official shooting will start half an hour later, and let the two change their clothes and pretend that they have just woken up.
Cui Shican himself was dressed casually, so he didn't go to change his clothes. On the contrary, Park Bo-young came dressed up beautifully because she had no experience, and when she learned that she was going to change into casual clothes, the whole person was panicked.
As a variety show beginner, she doesn't have the habit of carrying clothes with her.
There were only two people in the room, Choi Seok-chan and Park Bo-young. Although the two had been intimate before, after so many days of not seeing each other, they became rusty again.
Choi Seok-chan was watching TV expressionlessly, while Park Bo-young sat cramped on the other side, placing a pillow on his lap to block the exposed skin. Time passed little by little, and Park Bo-young's face showed anxiety.
What should she do?
"The wardrobe in the bedroom, the third cabinet from the left, inside is your clothes. Cui Shican said lightly.
After his reminder, Park Bo-young remembered. When she moved before, she brought a few clothes to pretend. Later, after a long time, I forgot that there was still this stubble.
She hurriedly stood up, stuck out her tongue and said to Cui Shican, "Thank you so much." After that, he trotted to the bedroom to change clothes.
Seeing Park Bo-young's cute movements, Choi Seok-chan's facial lines softened slightly, and he sat up straight and leaned back on the sofa, staring at the TV blankly.
"Okay, okay!" Park Bo-young called out in the room, "Seok-chanxi, come in." ”
When Choi Seok-chan walked in, Park Bo-young, who had changed into casual clothes, appeared in front of him.
Slippers were pulled on his feet, and his half-length hair was twisted into a ball on his head. Wearing a long shirt that is extremely loose and sweatpants over his legs. After seeing Cui Shican, his eyes smiled like a crescent moon, and he was shiny and beautiful.
Cui Shichan tugged at the corners of his mouth.
It seems that he really can't expect anything from this woman who doesn't have much sense of artistry.
Could it be that the program team asked you to change into casual clothes, and you really had to do it so thoroughly? One thing you should always remember is that this is a show and not just a life. is also an actor anyway, so he should always dress himself up beautifully.
The camera in the room had already begun to lead the red light, and Cui Shican glanced up, and Jiang Gong's crazy expression was already imagined in his mind.
He thought about it for a while, and finally decided to help Jiang Gong. Walked to Park Bo-young's closet, opened the door and looked at it.
Seeing this, Cui Shican was stunned.
T-shirts, sweatpants, t-shirts, shorts......
Is this really a girl's cupboard? Cui Shican actually had such doubts.
"Baoying, are you really, all you have are these clothes......" Cui Shichan pressed his eyebrows and turned to ask her.
Cui Shican's sudden use of unhonorific words startled her, and she nodded subconsciously.
Cui Shican sighed, took out a blue and white round-necked shirt from it, and then picked out the shortest pair of gray mid-length shorts for her: "Let's change this outfit." ”
Park Bo-young's eyes widened and she looked at him in bewilderment.
Cui Shican didn't want to explain anything, so he said directly: "Or, you put it on yourself." Or, I'll help you wear ......"
The deterrent effect of these words is still very strong. Before Choi Seok-chan could finish speaking, Park Bo-young took his clothes and walked to the toilet to change.
Park Bo-young, who appeared again, looks a lot better than before. Although it is still not beautiful, the evaluation of youth and liveliness is still worthy of it.
Cui Shichan was satisfied with his gaze, nodded in self-satisfaction, and then went to bed.
"Seok-chan xi, ...... are you" Park Bo-young can't see the current situation, why did Choi Seok-chan fall asleep?
"Didn't you hear what the staff said?" Cui Shican pinched the pillow and fell asleep, looking up at her, "The theme of this shooting is his wife's cooking show." I imagined that when I woke up, my wife had already prepared the meal, and the two of us had a sweet meal. ”
What? Park Bo-young was shocked, why didn't she hear it?
Cui Shican continued: "There are ingredients in the refrigerator that I bought back yesterday, it's up to you to choose." After saying that, Cui Shican closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.
"This ......" Park Bo-young was very embarrassed, "Seok-chan xi ......"
"Hmph~Hmph~" Cui Shican simply snored.
Park Bo-young is really a little angry now. Cui Shichan gave her the impression of a gentleman before, but now it suddenly becomes difficult.
This is the first time, Park Bo-young regrets that she was too straightforward to agree to the invitation of the program team. At the beginning, the other party was indeed a very gentlemanly person, but after a little familiarity, he became a stingy and indifferent man.
Is it too late to regret it now......
But there is no regret medicine to take. and weep for the iniquity you have done, and you will finish it.
Park Bo-young glanced at Choi Seok-chan, who was pretending to be asleep, and then went to the kitchen with a heroic expression.
It's all to blame on her special forces dad. is obviously an iron-blooded tough guy, why don't you let her cook anymore. I used to watch my mother do it, and I was smiling and watching TV in the living room. And a little lucky.
Now the retribution is coming. With a knife in her hand, she looked at the round potatoes on the table with a sad face, and muttered as she waved the knife, "It should be cut like this, right?"
"Or is it like this?" she held her knife sideways.
"No, no, no. Park Bo-young shook her head, "You should have peeled the skin first." She affirmed herself and took a deep breath to pick up the potatoes. Hold a knife in your right hand and a potato in your left.
In fact, Park Bo-young is not as weak as she imagined. As long as she doesn't care about the amount of potatoes, she can still peel them clean.
A round lump of potatoes was cut into an earthy yellow cucumber by her.
"Whew~" Park Bo-young wiped the sweat from his forehead, put the potatoes aside, and then picked up another piece.
Just as she was about to start cleaning the next potato, a low voice with a slight smile came from overhead: "Baoying, what are you doing here?"
Park Bo-young was startled, took a step back and put his back against Cui Shichan's chest, and wanted to turn around, but his shoulder was grabbed by him: "Eh, you are murdering your husband when you turn around." ”
Only then did Park Bo-young remember that he was still holding a knife in his hand and looked up. found that Cui Shican was looking down at her, with a sincere expression. And she looked at it from this angle, suddenly remembered something, and suddenly realized: "That person on the bus!"
Cui Shichan was stunned, but he didn't expect Park Bo-young to recognize him at this time.
After Park Bo-young left, he felt that he had gone too far. How can you let the little girl be wronged because of her own affairs? Therefore, Choi Seok-chan came out and prepared to help Park Bo-young.
Then I saw Park Bo-young's very personal method of peeling potatoes. It's not cutting at all, it's cutting well.
As a person who has studied alone for two years and is short of funds, Cui Shican has to practice a good cooking skill.
Seeing the clumsy Park Bo-young, I couldn't help but tease her, and what happened after that.
Unexpectedly, Park Bo-young recognized him.
Cui Shican smiled, and wanted to tease her, and his hand was still on her waist as if he was on the bus: "That's right, wife." ”
(Ps. The final exam is coming next, so the update is suspended.) )
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