Chapter Fifty-Eight: Can You Watch It Without Paying Money?

Han Che brushed the dishes and chopsticks by himself, trying not to let Zifeng get wet.

Carefully packed up the kitchen waste, and looked up from time to time to quietly peek at Han Che, and his heart was very happy.

Just now, she wanted to wash the dishes and chopsticks by herself, but Brother Xiao Che took care of all the things for herself.

also said that this is not what the little fairy should do, just let him do it.

Hee-hee...

It turns out that I am in Brother Xiao Che's heart, is it his little fairy?

The little girl who was full of intoxication had a rosy face, and she felt that the whole person was going to fall into it, which was too flirtatious, okay.

Hehe, it would be great if we could keep doing this.

Thinking in her heart, the little girl's pretty face became more and more flushed, and the peach-colored pretty face was full of joy, almost not written directly on her face.

Keep the camera on the kitchen.

Wang Zhengyu commanded everyone, arranged special effects, and arranged some small fonts to be sent.

On the screen, pink peach hearts appeared, and two pink red glows reflected on my sister's face, and the word shy fell.

This sweetness can't be borne by their staff alone, but also has to be enjoyed by many audiences, right?

[It's completely finished, my sister is completely fallen~]

[It's so sweet, isn't it too sweet? 】

[Today's sugar intake is too much, and my mouth can't feel any other tastes. 】

[My aunt laughed throughout the whole process, I like to watch this large-scale sugar-sprinkling scene, my sister and my little brother are just a match. 】

[Little fairy, little fairy, my sister is also my little fairy~]

[Although I also like my little brother very much, but if it's a sister... Well, this is too competitive, and I voluntarily quit this battle! 】

[Ah Wei is dead, I really want to be said by Nuan Nuan's little brother, this is not what a little fairy should do. 】

[Shy sister, I'm getting more and more beautiful~]

Mushroom House...

A group of guys hiding on the windowsill watched with wide eyes.

"Hey, Brother Che is too flirtatious, isn't it?" The artist said enviously.

"I'm Che, I'm so good, I'm afraid my sister is going to be happy, right?" He Jiong was excited.

"My damn old father has a sense of sight and wants to do it..."Huang Lei smashed his mouth, looking left and right very unpleasantly, "Peng Peng, why don't you hammer Master twice and let me vent?" ”

"Master, a master is like a father and an apprentice is like a son, a daughter is a daughter, and I am also a son~" Peng Peng felt that his heart was dripping blood.

For Mao, it is always yourself who is hurt?

Glancing at this guy, Huang Lei continued to stare at the kitchen, his heart full of relief.

Although it's only been a few days, look at Han Che... Well, in fact, it's pretty good to match our daughter, okay.

In the kitchen...

"Sister, what are you thinking?"

Zifeng, who was in a reverie, suddenly heard Han Che's voice, and subconsciously raised his head.

Suddenly, when she saw Han Che standing in front of her, her body instinct was to retreat, and if she didn't stand firmly, she slipped and fell backwards, so frightened that she closed her eyes directly.

This time it's over, and I'm going to fall down in front of Brother Xiao Che.

But after a while, she didn't feel the pain of falling.

Quietly opened his eyes, raised his head slightly, and saw Han Che's face close at a glance.

At her waist, a strong arm wrapped around her, and the distance between her and him was tightly together.

At this moment, not only did everyone in the mushroom house breathe heavily, but even the staff of the program team were dumbfounded, and nearly 10 million viewers in the live broadcast room were stunned.

What a nice guy, you both hugged each other in a blink of an eye?

Looking at Han Che blankly, Zifeng felt stupid, it seemed that this distance... It's so close.

Brother Xiao Che can kiss me on the forehead when he bows his head, right?

I can feel Xiao Che's brother's breathing, as well as the ups and downs of his chest, it's a wonderful feeling~

Also, why is this slightly hot breath sprinkled on the top of my head, obviously not very hot, but my whole body is starting to get hot?

Looking at the clearly visible jawline, there are a few small stubbles popping out.

The broad and powerful chest, a good smell, a little intoxicating.

For a moment, the little girl didn't want to leave Han Che's arms, and this feeling was really fascinating.

But when I remembered that it was still in the live broadcast...

When I turned my head, I saw that my agent looked like he was going crazy with a collapsed face, holding a sign to remind him.

Hurriedly broke free from Han Che's arms, and his pretty face was flushed.

Looking at Zi Fengqiao's flushed face, knowing that she was shy, Han Che chuckled and said, "Be careful, the kitchen is still very slippery." ”

"Oh~" The little girl responded glutinously.

"Let's go, it's all packed!" Han Che stretched out his hand.

"Oh~"

Habitually, he handed his hand over and stuffed it into Han Che's hand.

The two held hands and walked towards the mushroom house, and a group of people peeping in the house immediately hurriedly found a place to sit down.

But with gossip and curious eyes, they all stared at the two of them who entered the room, and they all knew how impossible it was for them to sit here and chat so obediently.

Before entering the house, Han Che glanced behind him, "Director Wang, Director Xixi, where's my bonfire?" ”

"Come right away~" Nozomi shouted.

Then dragged Wang Zhengyu and continued to carry firewood.

There is really no way to support other staff members to work in this matter, after all, Han Che is personally referring to the work of the two of them.

Entering the house, Han Che continued: "Yixing, where is your stereo? ”

"Up there, what's up, Brother Che?"

"There is no music at the bonfire, is it like talking?" Han Che said lightly.

"So, you're the main force tonight, and the party without music will be boring and boring~"

"It's too~" Yixing said quietly.

"Anyway, should we invite some singer friends to come and hold a grand bonfire music party?" Peng Peng proposed.

"This..."Huang Lei was a little moved.

Counting, he is also an old singer, and many old friends are well-known singers in the circle.

If you can invite you to gather and hold a bonfire concert by the sea, it is indeed a very emotional thing.

There's a head...

Huang Lei glanced at his old friend.

He Jiong immediately understood what his old friend meant, and chuckled: "It seems that you can also..."

"Eh, but Brother Xiao Che didn't..."Zifeng seemed to come back to his senses.

"That's not necessarily~" Han Che became a little mysterious.

"I can't say, the friends you invited are not as big as the big coffee I invited, if you want to talk about friends... Tut-tut, then I'm a person who makes friends all over the world. ”

"Yo, is it really fake?" He Jiong was very curious.

"It has to be true, if you really want to hold this bonfire music party when the time comes, you will know." Han Che smiled faintly.

"Then we're looking forward to it~"

"Yes, yes, yes, looking forward to ha~"