Zhao Muyang, who didn't wait for an answer, couldn't help but speak: "Xu Yan? ”

Startled by his voice, Xu Yan came back to his senses: "Huh? ”

Zhao Muyang: "Let me ask you where is the brown sugar ginger tea?" It's not in this first cabinet. ”

"No?" It didn't seem to have come out of the memories yet, and Xu Yan's expression was a little confused.

After thinking about it, she said "oh": "I'm sorry, it should be the second cabinet, I remembered it wrong." ”

Believe it, poor memory is also hereditary.

It's like it is now.

Zhao Muyang successfully got brown sugar ginger tea from the second cabinet.

Xu Yan watched as he unsealed the seal, took out a small bag from it, and poured the pellets into a cup.

His hands are beautiful.

With fair skin and slender fingers, he belongs to the typical kind of comic hand.

The delicate stainless steel long spoon stirs the brown sugar ginger tea, and when it collides with the cup, it makes a crisp "Ding Ling Chang" sound.

Zhao Muyang brewed with hot water, afraid that Xu Yan would feel hot, so he kept stirring to dissipate heat to reach a temperature that could be consumed.

While his subordinates were moving, he suddenly said, "What did you think of when you were in a daze just now?" ”

He knew that Xu Yan was behind him and didn't leave, so he could hear his question.

Xu Yan instinctively replied: "No ......"

Before she said a word, Zhao Muyang interrupted her: "I said, your lying skills are not very clever. ”

In other words, he could see that she had something on her mind.

Immediately afterwards, he added: "Xu Yan, even if it is a cooperation on the show, during this time, I hope you will be real to me." ”

One second it was serious, but the next second, the tone became cynical again.

"Otherwise, I'm sorry for the price offered by the program team, right?"

It's the truth.

In fact, at the beginning, Xu Yan didn't expect that the "Our Love Story" program team would give such a high amount, which was worth her taking on three TV series.

"I ......"

Zhao Muyang: "Huh? "Yes.

Xu Yan unconsciously made a swallowing motion.

Her expression was faint, and her tone was also light, but because the pain in her lower abdomen continued, her eyebrows twisted slightly: "I ......"

His eyes fell on his action of stirring the brown sugar ginger tea, and Xu Yan said, "You are a bit like my father." ”

Zhao Muyang: ......

I'm honored that you can compare me to your father, but as far as I'm concerned, I don't really want to be a generation above you.

Xu Yan: "I mean, your current behavior is very similar to my father, he used to be like this, stirring desperately, stirring red bean soup, mung bean soup, and purple potato porridge or something, stirring it cold and serving it to me to drink." ”

Red bean soup, mung bean soup, purple potato porridge?

It seems that they are all foods that she likes.

Zhao Muyang silently spread out the small notebook in his heart and carefully wrote down a stroke on it.

Xu Yan's words stopped here.

After a while, I didn't see that she had the intention of going on, Zhao Muyang asked, "What about now?" Father...... No, how is my uncle? ”

Xu Yan, whose eyes were dilated, suddenly felt a stirring when he heard this question.

She quickly retracted her gaze, and her tone was lighter than just now: "I don't know, I haven't seen it for a long time." ”

Perhaps, dead.

"That ......"

Xu Yan took a deep breath: "Is it cold?" I'm a little thirsty. ”

Zhao Muyang glanced down at the brown sugar ginger tea in his hand.

"It's not that hot, it's ready to drink." He said.

Hearing this, Xu Yan was in a trance.