In order to give the guests some time to adapt, the program team, as usual, plans to let them get along freely in the first week and cultivate tacit understanding.

At this time, it was noon, a group of people sat on the carpet and chatted, looking at their watches, it was already twelve o'clock, and Jun Wan touched his stomach, and the bread he ate in the morning was long gone. Lan Wan saw this little action and reached out and touched Jun Wan's head: "Xiao Wan is hungry?" ”

Jun Wan nodded a little embarrassedly, and her ponytail shook slightly.

Mu Feng stood up and clapped his hands: "Teacher Lan, how about we come to PK cooking, let the children be judges." "Okay" Lan Wan was a little eager to try, and ran into the kitchen first.

Before Lan Wan got married, the entire entertainment industry thought that it was intolerable for Mu Feng and Lan Wan, a screen couple, not to be together, but the fact was that it was difficult to accept.

Lan Wan Mufeng has a tacit understanding with each other, beyond love, as if treating each other as another self, although the two have collaborated on many works, from newcomers to the peak together, encourage and support each other, and have survived the big and small storms together, but they are always just close friends.

Lan Wan rolled up her sleeves, opened the refrigerator, and couldn't help but sigh to Mu Feng: "Tsk, Mr. Mu, this ingredient is richer than my refrigerator." Mu Feng was originally cleaning up the kitchenware, but when he heard the words, he approached with a rag and took a curious look, and gave an objective evaluation: "It's all for us to exchange for labor." Lan Wan was washing the dishes, and Mu Feng was washing the dishes.

The five of Narrator went to the fish pond to fish, and Jun Wan stood at the door of the kitchen and watched the invisible tacit understanding between Lan Wan and Mu Feng, although they were very close, they did not affect each other, but completed their own things in a rhythmic manner.

After settling down, Jun Wan walked into the kitchen in small steps: "Teacher Mu, Teacher Lan, can I help in any way?" ”

Mu Feng didn't say much, and dodged away: "Come here in the evening, wash these cups and soup bowls, and I'll deal with the ingredients." ”

"Okay."

On the other side, the five people who had changed their clothes were walking on the field path with tools, and Han Yanzhi was gossiping behind Jiang Xia in a whisper that was not afraid of death: "Boss, I don't think the young lady knows you." ”

Jiang Xia didn't make a sound, but his feet were quietly deflected, and Han Yanzhi, who was walking behind him, naturally got hit, holding a tool in one hand and waving in the air with the other, Han Yanzhi still couldn't stand firm, and planted into the mud pond with a "snap", and his white face had resentment against Jiang Xia in addition to the mud.

However, looking at his boss looking at his collar with a meaningful face, Han Yanzhi shook his head, it's over, Mai must have put the sound in.

The three people who walked in front heard the movement and looked back, looking at Han Yanzhi's mud monkey-like appearance, and looking at the subtle smile on the corner of Jiang Xia's mouth. It all dawned on me that this product was being made again.

After watching it for a long time, Jiang Xia still sighed and stretched out his slender hand: "Get up, go fishing." ”

Han Yanzhi was arrogant and planned to ignore Jiang Xia's hand, but found that he was actually sucked by the dirt. slapped his face in a second, grabbed Jiang Xia's hand, Jiang Xia used a slight force, and Han Yanzhi stood up.

Jiang Xia patted Han Yanzhi on the shoulder: "The lemon will arrive in a few days." The small flame that Han Yanzhi originally wanted to make was suddenly extinguished, and this was the threat of Chi Guoguo.

Han Yanzhi, who was a drama spirit, wiped his non-existent tears from the camera, and followed with a smile in less than three seconds.

What the hell is this national idol, the follower can't help but complain in his heart.