For Qiao Munan, Ouyang can be regarded as her former idol, and she is also the kind with a bit of fairy spirit.

She never thought that Ouyang grew up drinking dew, but she didn't expect to be so down-to-earth.

It really has the feeling of a big brother next door.

Not only does he have a warm personality, but he can also cook, and his cooking skills are also very high.

He's a treasure boy.

Ouyang was stared at intently by her, and did not show any unnaturalness, but smiled.

"Why do you keep staring at me, but you don't like to eat?"

Qiao Mu Nan came back to his senses, "No, I like it all." ”

"Taste it."

"Okay." Qiao Munan casually picked up a soup bag, put it in his mouth, and savored it carefully.

Ouyang didn't move, just looked at her quietly, his expression indifferent, but in fact, he was still a little apprehensive in his heart.

He was also worried that Qiao Munan would not like it.

"Hmm~ delicious." Qiao Mu Nan praised as he stuffed the rest into his mouth.

The cheeks are bulging, and there is really no image at all.

She tasted all the food on the table one by one, and was full of praise, "Ouyang, you are too good, I didn't expect you to make things so delicious." ”

Her unhesitant praise made Ouyang unconsciously bend the corners of his lips, raise his hand and touch her head, "Eat more if it's delicious." ”

For Ouyang's touch, Qiao Munan was not disgusted.

She looked up and gave him a sweet smile, and she kept praising him: "With your cooking skills, even if you don't sing in the future, you won't starve to death when you open a restaurant." ”

"Whoever marries you in the future will really die happily."

Ouyang raised his eyebrows, "Do you really think so?" ”

"Hmm." Qiao Munan nodded seriously.

Ouyang's eyes were quenched with light, reflecting the fine sunlight, which was refracted on Qiao Munan's face, mottled and beautiful.

The picture suddenly became a little warm.

Ouyang looked at the small figure beside him, and he was a little greedy for such a time, and lost his mind for a while.

"Knock knock!" There was a knock on the door outside, breaking the silence of the room.

Qiao Munan reflexively stood up from the chair with a "rub".

As if predicting something, he turned his head and glanced at Ouyang worriedly.

"Don't worry, it could be Mao Yi." Ouyang calmly stood up from her seat and motioned for her to be calm.

Mao Yi said that he would come over this morning to communicate with him about the specific matters of the concert.

He walked briskly to the entrance, looked through the cat's eyes, and then opened the door with a flick of his lips.

The moment the door was opened, Qiao Munan's heart rose to his throat.

She breathed a sigh of relief when she saw the person coming.

It turned out to be really Mao Yi, Ouyang's agent.

As soon as the door opened, Mao Yi roared into the house.

"Ouyang, you have to go to the company with me in a while, the company just gave you an advertisement, indicating that you should go there in person."

"Also, at 3:30 p.m., all of you members have a notice, except for the newcomer in the group, Evan and Xiaobei will go over to build momentum for this concert."

Mao Yi was dressed in neat casual clothes, holding a stack of materials in his hand, and walked in as he spoke, "How do you say that it is hot this day, I just walked outside for a while, and I felt like I was going to be roasted." ”

He kept his head down, not knowing who he was sending WeChat to, so he didn't notice that there was an extra person in the house.

He threw the document on the coffee table, and then raised his head to look at Ouyang, "I'll tell you, I've already read the contract, and you'll go to the company in a while, don't ...... it."

Speaking of this, the peripheral eyes seemed to see something, and turned his head......

After a short silence, there was an exclamation:

"Oops! I'll go! ”