Help! After Being Forced To Be In a Love Affair, She Burst Into CP Sensation

No matter how the audience requested, but the program team had a firm heart, so they could only run to other live broadcast rooms with sorrow and complaints.

[Good guy, I'll call you good guy, it's been all afternoon, and the live broadcast room next door hasn't started yet. 】

[Hey, hey, the number one pigeon lover. 】

[Two hours have passed, has the broadcast started next door? 】

【No. 】

[Three hours have passed, has the broadcast started next door? 】

【No. 】

After the two of them fell asleep on this side, the photographer also packed up his belongings, found a place outside the door, sat down and rested for a while.

The director of the main control room saw the blacked out screen, but he was heartbroken but helpless.

This is not going to work, he has to find something for them to do.

These two people are not short of money and food now, so they really come here for vacation.

I had to find a way, the director turned around in front of the camera, directly making Ren Qi dizzy.

"Director... don't turn around."

"Xiao Qi." The director suddenly rushed to stop in front of him, grabbed his hands, his eyes were full of expectation, "Is there any way you can cure these two people?"

"These two are too lawless."

"Oh, my head, I don't know how many hairs I lost because of them!"

"Speaking of it, it's worrying. How can there be such thorns?"

The person in front of him kept babbling his mouth, not giving him a chance to speak at all.

Ren Qisheng had nothing to love, and the director's spit flew all over his face.

"In that case, wouldn't it be good to separate them?"

Ren Qi finally uttered these words in a desperate situation.

The director had a moment in front of his eyes, "Why didn't I think of that?"

After finishing speaking, he patted him on the shoulder, "Young man has a future, I'll give you a raise."

Difficult to break free from the director's claws, Ren Qi wiped his face, and now even a salary increase can't ease his mood.

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evening.

Meng Huaiyin woke up quietly, looked around, quietly without a sound.

She looked at the bed beside her, and Xiao Nanqi had long since disappeared.

In summer, the days are long and the nights are short, and the sun has not yet set.

She pushed open the door and found the photographer sitting in the corner.

The cameraman fell asleep with his camera in his arms, presumably he fell asleep while debugging the equipment.

Meng Huaiyin quietly passed the photographer and came to the backyard.

Looking around, he still couldn't find Xiao Nanqi.

Meng Huaiyin: Strange, where did this person go?

She enveloped the entire yard with mental power, and finally found a furry in the grass in a small corner.

Good guy, this guy came out to enjoy himself without calling her.

Can you still have fun?

Meng Huaiyin angrily walked towards the grass, and what he saw was a pure white furry.

The coat color is clean and pure, the hair is thick and smooth, and it feels good to the touch just by looking at it.

Caught off guard by someone picking up his ears, Xiao Nanqi swayed uncontrollably in the air.

He blinked his eyes and looked at her ignorantly.

Meng Huaiyin: Pretend, just try your best, I recognize you.

Xiao Nanqi: I don't know what you are talking about.

He flipped his claws innocently, made an arc in the air, turned his body deftly, and finally successfully pressed his body on her hand.

Even shamelessly rubbed twice.

Meng Huaiyin: ...It seems to feel good? Do you want to stop rua twice?

Just when Meng Huaiyin wanted to rua twice, there was movement from the main room.

Xiao Nanqi and Meng Huaiyin froze together, she slowly put down Xiao Nanqi who was stiff in her hand, and planned to investigate the situation first, but she was not reconciled, and squeezed him twice before leaving.

Xiao Nanqi, who was left in a mess in the wind, was sad alone.

When Meng Huaiyin walked to the main room, it turned out that the photographer who was sleeping in the corner woke up and was looking for them all over the room.

Seeing Meng Huaiyin coming from outside, the cameraman breathed a sigh of relief, "Since you are awake, I will start the broadcast."

Meng Huaiyin looked nervously at the backyard, wondering if that guy had changed into a human form.

The people who had been squatting in Meng Huaiyin's live broadcast room finally found out that after the program started, they rushed to tell each other with joy.

For a time, it was overcrowded.

Looking at the dense barrage, the director fell into deep thought.

Is there another way to cheat barrage? He learned.

[Open it. 】

[Sisters, they can really sleep, they can sleep without pigs. 】

[I've been squatting in the live broadcast room for several hours, and I've almost finished eating, and the broadcast just started. 】

[What's going on, why is there only one person? 】

When Meng Huaiyin and the photographer came to the backyard again, Xiao Nanqi was already preparing dishes in front of the clay stove.

Looking at the neatly stacked stove, Meng Huaiyin was silently speechless, unexpectedly Xiao Nanqi had obsessive-compulsive disorder.

He took out the two grass carp that Aunt Guijuan had given him, cleaned them and began to fillet them.

The two grass carp were at his mercy in his hands, and he sliced ​​them into slices as thin as cicada's wings in a short while.

He didn't waste the fish head either. He threw it into the pan and fried it for a while before starting to cook the soup.

Looking at the fish soup that was starting to turn white in front of him, Xiao Nanqi added a handful of sauerkraut into it, opened the seasoning packet given by Aunt Guijuan, and added some.

Seeing that the fish soup was almost cooked, he poured the sliced ​​fish into the soup, boiled it for a while and then took it out of the pot.

The impact of this pickled fish dish was very strong. At least when they came back to their senses, Meng Huaiyin and the photographer stepped forward uncontrollably, staring at it and drooling.

Xiao Nanqi looked up at the two gluttons in front of him, took out the newly bought bowls, and filled them with two small bowls.

The photographer was flattered to take it, but he didn't expect to have his share.

Meng Huaiyin didn't have so many thoughts, so he took a mouthful of the soup and drank it.

Xiao Nanqi's dead fish eyes: "..."

Shocked photographer: "..."

Is this still a normal person? Such a hot soup, dry in one bite?

The audience who had been crying were also dumbfounded at this time, doubting life.

【I... Did I read it right? 】

【No, no? After all, the bowl is empty...]

[? ? ? Miss Meng, aren't you hot? 】

[Facts tell me that this is not an illusion. 】

[It's the first time I saw Xiao Nanqi's expression, what should I say? Three points of shock, three points of helplessness, three points of sluggishness, and one point of funny. 】

She smacked her lips and put down the bowl in her hand, and touched her stomach, which was a bit unpleasant.

Two rays of light continuously shone on her face, and when Meng Huaiyin raised his head, he found two pairs of titanium alloy dog ​​eyes staring at her.

Meng Huaiyin: What happened?

Xiao Nanqi helplessly supported his forehead, and next time he had to talk to her carefully.

With his strong hands-on ability, two dishes and one soup came out of the pot smoothly.

He put the prepared dishes on the table, and after arranging everything, he was ready to eat.

At some point, Meng Huaiyin kept staring at him without speaking.

Seen by her, Xiao Nanqi took the lead in surrendering.

"Where's the food?"

The simple two words awakened his long-standing doubts.

No wonder he always felt that something was missing, it turned out that he didn't cook...

The two looked at each other in blank dismay, neither of them could accept such a result.

And they remembered, they didn't buy rice.

Xiao Nanqi sighed, bought a handful of rice from the program group, and steamed it directly in the pot.

After all, there is no rice cooker for earthen stoves, so everything has to be original.

【Hahahahaha, I'm dying of laughter, neither of them noticed that they didn't cook. 】

[Two iron fools. 】