Fu Shiyun looked at He Chaonian in confusion for help: "What kind of soup is this?" ”

"Four pairs of silver molds, all relying on good soup, why do you think of this boring food? There is chicken soup hanging in the back kitchen, but where can I find these various patterns of silver molds? Do you want to call you now? ”

He Chaonian complained ruthlessly, "When did your taste become so tricky?" ”

"Without him, I want to drink." What Fu Shiye likes, he has always been a poor person.

He Chaonian looked at the things wrapped in a custom suit on the ground, and frowned, "It's okay, it's just that this thing takes time to make, I'm afraid I can only make a bowl after dawn." ”

"Then there is a labor arrangement." Fu Shiye's attention was all on Wen Yabao, and his deep eyes were reluctant to leave for a moment.

"Okay, wait!"

He Chaonian tied up the bag on the ground and carried it in his hand.

The long arm wrapped around Fu Shiyun's shoulders and pushed him away.

Fu Shiye and Wen Yabao walked side by side, and saw the person in front of him gradually drifting away.

He suddenly leaned sideways into Wen Yabao's ear and asked in a very low voice, "How is Miss Wen going to thank me?" ”

Wen Yabao looked at Fu Shiye with a question mark on his face.

"I asked you for a small lotus leaf and a small lotus soup, how are you going to thank me?"

It was waiting for her here.

Wen Yabao met Fu Shiye's burning eyes, bit her lip and asked, "Isn't this the benefit of me accompanying Mr. Fu to act?" Mr. Fu doesn't have to worry about a bowl of soup! At most, I drank Mr. Fu's soup, and I worked hard when I was acting. ”

Thanks for the yarn? Not all of them are clearly marked and negotiated conditions.

Wen Yabao only felt that Fu Shiye's words were inexplicable.

Fu Shiye, who was clever but didn't please him, only responded in a low voice, "good".

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He Chaonian asked people to prepare the materials, but there was no silver mold, so he reluctantly found a wooden mold that was similar to the description in the book, and was about to ask people to make a few bowls of ready-made materials, so as not to starve Fu Shiye.

Before the words were instructed, Fu Shiye directly sent a message over there, wanting to wash his hands and make soup himself.

He Chaonian handed the mobile phone to Fu Shiyun, Fu Shiyun looked at the message on the mobile phone screen, Junyi's eyebrows and eyes wrinkled slightly, and found that things were not simple: "I'm afraid this soup is the one who wants to drink!" Why didn't she just order a boiling cabbage? It takes an entire night just to hang the clear soup. ”

If you don't bother, it doesn't show her weight in her brother's mind.

Fu Shiyun was speechless, his brother actually wanted to wash his hands and make soup for that woman.

Does the old lady know that this woman is so willful?

"Presumably Shi Ye likes to be beautiful and good at making it?"

There is no reference for Fu Shiye's choice of mate, and He Chaonian can be said to know nothing about it.

"My brother won't be deceived! After all, in terms of feelings, he is simply like a blank piece of paper, even if that woman can't, she will be very good at seeing too much, and she is still so good-looking. ”

It is not unreasonable for Fu Shiyun to worry like this, Wen Yabao is Fu Shiye's first love.

But Wen Yabao is a woman who has survived in the entertainment industry since she was a child.

As the old saying goes: the more beautiful a woman is, the more dangerous she is.

"Not really, who can fool him." Other thoughts flashed through He Chaonian's mind.

didn't dare to think in that direction, but Fu Shiyun's analysis made He Chaonian's brain open.

Perhaps, it is time to find a time to talk to Fu Shiye alone.

"What are you doing hiding here?"

He Jiujiu asked around before finding He Chaonian and Fu Shiyun in the kitchen, and when he saw them looking at each other with embarrassed faces, he trotted over to him and asked, "Are you hungry?" Don't you send it out if you don't ask the kitchen to do it? Are you planning to do it yourself? ”