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While looking at it, Cheng Yao thought desperately that the demeanor of this group of beards must be rectified.

But, what did Qian Heng broadcast live on her account? Why did Bao Rui say that a large wave of anonymous people poured into the room?

With curiosity, Cheng Yao quit WeChat and opened the live streaming app.

She set up simultaneous recording of the live broadcast in her account, so by clicking into the background, she can easily see the video that has just been broadcast live.

She ordered the video of Qian Heng's live broadcast of drinking porridge.

It was so unexpected that Qian Heng's handsome and enlarged face suddenly appeared on Cheng Yao's mobile phone screen.

Qian Heng looked straight at the camera. He obviously had no experience with live broadcasting. After a while, he took the phone back and fiddled with it, and adjusted the live broadcasting angle later. From the point of his messy operation, Cheng Yao could be sure of himself. This distinguished and omnipotent boss really does not understand how to broadcast live. He probably tried very hard to set the room password according to the method Cheng Yao taught him, but unfortunately he failed in the end.

However, he has always had a good sense of self, which may make him feel that it is impossible for him to set a password at all. Therefore, he conducted a public live broadcast without knowing it.

And Qian Heng's live broadcast drinking porridge is really nothing but drinking porridge.

He adjusted the lens and began to drink the porridge gracefully in the car slowly and spoon by spoon.

Obviously there is a daily bowl of pork belly porridge, but because it is Qian Heng eating, even this bowl of porridge seems to be plated with gold, and it is getting better.

His face, as always, attracted bees and butterflies, not knowing which little girl accidentally ran into this room. When she saw Qian Heng's face, she began to frantically brush up the barrage and gifts.

"Little brother is so handsome! The little brother is so cool to drink porridge live! What a fairy face this is!"

I don’t know where the little girl is. It’s where I posted Qian Heng’s room number and screenshot photos. It didn’t take long for various tourist groups to flow into the room.

"Yan Gou is licking! prprprpr!"

"Really! Beauty is flourishing! Boom Boom! Is the little brother single?"

"Brother, I will give you 100 cruise ships. Can you add your WeChat? I'll do it!"

...

"God, I want to be the porridge in my little brother's mouth! There are actually people in this world who look so handsome! Hanging on those small fresh meats with the same quality now!"

Cheng Yao looked at the full screen of "beginnings" and there were endless gifts, and it seemed like a hundred lemons were soaking in his heart, sour.

She thought angrily, what do you know? Does it look good to look good? Do you have a try to talk to him? Even if you eat a bottle of bezoar antidote pills, I don't think you can hold it for a quarter of an hour.

Although Qian Heng’s live broadcast unexpectedly caught fire and poured into a crowd of onlookers, Qian Heng didn’t quite understand what it was. He looked at the constantly scrolling barrage on the screen and thought it was a live broadcast platform. The effect was also muttered.

As a result, this behavior has once again aroused public attention.

"It's so cute! Don't know if you can be seen live?"

...

Cheng Yao thought, how about such a double standard? If you want to change one that doesn't look good, spray the other party every minute to deliberately sell cute and want to hype and ugly dogs, please!

Although he didn't want to admit it, Cheng Yao also knew that Qian Heng in the live video was indeed a little cute.

He was really serious about drinking porridge bit by bit. Slightly lowered his head, his eyelashes drooped gently, which made Cheng Yao feel a little obedient.

Qian Heng patronized drinking porridge all the time, without saying a word, in addition to watching a few glasses when he first debugged the app, he didn't raise his head anymore during the whole process, so he bowed his head to drink porridge quietly.

It was not until the congee was almost finished that he raised his head unexpectedly.

Qian Heng's eyebrows in the video are still handsome and fierce, he is as cold as usual, and he looks at the camera impatiently.

"It's all done." He frowned angrily, and then posed the empty bowl to the camera. "Okay, you've finished eating everything."

Qian Heng in the video has long lashes and a bad tone as always, but his face is really good. I don’t know whether it is a light problem or an angle problem under the lens. Even his bad looks are moving.

Qian Heng's expression was a bit unnatural. He put the empty bowl in front of the camera and didn't look at the camera anymore. He rubbed his eyebrows with a headache and lowered his voice to warn: "The next time you get too close, you will really be finished. "

It was obviously a threatening sentence, but Qian Heng said it in a subtle way.

And because of this sentence, the barrage area began to frantically screen again.

"God! It's so spoiling!"

"I really want to be intimate with my little brother!"

"I unilaterally announced that this is my new husband!"

...

Although Cheng Yao didn't want to admit it, just when Qian Heng looked at the camera and said this sentence, she didn't get as vulgar as these barrage girls.

Be aware of it.

At that time, there was probably only this feeling.

But she was whispering in her heart, how could she get in the way, didn't she just let Qian Heng drink a porridge?

——

Fortunately, at the time of Cheng Yao's delusion, the elevator finally arrived. Cheng Yao took the mobile phone and got out of the basement.

It's a pity that Qian Heng's Bentley didn't stop at the previous position. Cheng Yao turned around and just ready to call him, he saw the familiar license plate re-entered from the entrance.

Qian Hengkai's concentration didn't see Cheng Yao standing around the elevator. He walked past Cheng Yao and drove back to where he stopped.

It was not too early, Cheng Yao hurried towards Bentley and knocked on the car window.

And almost Cheng Yao just got into the car, Qian Heng threw a bag of things to her.

"Hey?"

He squeezed his lips tightly, and his voice still didn't have much affection: "Someone passed by just now, selling this freshly baked bread, standing in front of my car and refusing to leave. It's too annoying, so I bought it."

Cheng Yao:? ? ?

Qian Heng continued to lie with a blushing heart: "Aren't you also not having dinner? I don't like bread, I bought it and gave it to you."

"..."

Cheng Yao thought about it, but still couldn't help it. She stared at Qian Heng: "So you just stopped here just now? It's really not you who went out and bought it for me?"

Qian Hengchi smiled and raised his eyebrows: "I, who is equivalent to RMB 166.666 in one minute, will go to buy bread for you? Cheng Yao, when will your mind be clear? Of course I haven't been out, I stopped here to rest... …"

"Boss, I saw it."

"The people who sell are entangled..."

Cheng Yao said again: "I saw your car just came back from outside."

"..."

Obviously, his lies were broken, but Qian Heng actually turned into anger like the wicked first complaint: "Since you have seen it, what else do you ask? Wasting me such valuable time?"

"..."

After Qian Heng finished speaking, he didn’t start his head unnaturally, his face was still calm as if nothing had happened, and it was not a “cancer of the industry”, Qian Heng’s psychological quality was really good, he was still calm and comfortable at the moment Driving the car, the straightforward look seemed to lie not in himself, but Cheng Yao.

"boss……"

"One more word." Qian Heng's voice was still calm, but after careful discrimination, he still took a little bit of teeth, "The year-end awards this year and next year are gone."

"..."

Cheng Yao dare not speak. After she broke Qian Heng's lie, Qian Heng calmly appeared to be calm, but her heart was obviously embarrassed and angry.

In order to be safe, Cheng Yao shut up in a timely manner, and she decided not to tell Qian Heng that his live broadcast was not set as a password and became public. Because there was no such thing, just buying bread was pierced. Although Qian Heng's face was normal, his ears had turned red. Cheng Yao secretly looked at it with Yu Guang and found that his beautiful eyes were also slightly red. , I don't know if I was angry or what happened. It seemed that Qian Heng was like a rabbit.

In the silence, Qian Heng took the lead to speak again.

"Don't think too much."

"?"

"I don't like to owe human affection. Since you invited me to drink porridge, I will barely buy you bread for it."

Cheng Yao couldn't help grinning as he ate the fragrant freshly baked toast.

She suddenly felt that her highly toxic boss seemed to suddenly lose toxicity.

——

Either way, the two kept absolute silence afterwards, and drove home.

Cheng Yao ate some bread bought by Qian Heng in the car, but unfortunately, he didn't eat enough and didn't eat dinner. She still felt that the day was not over.

However, at this point, most restaurants are closed, the rest are not closed, and the options are very small. Cheng Yao thought about it, and most of the night, he didn't want to go outside to order food and waited. She hoarded a lot of Xin Ramen in Double Eleven, and finally found a chance to eat it.

"Boss, do you want to come together?" Before cooking the noodles, Cheng Yao very enthusiastically invited Qian Hengtong to eat, "This is really delicious. Cook it in a pot, the noodles are super Q bombs, and they can be eaten with strength. Okay. I'll add another omelette and ham sausage to you to ensure it's delicious!"

It's a pity that Qian Heng didn't buy it very much: "Also Xin Ramen? Isn't it instant noodles?" He sat on the sofa and looked at the magazine while disdainful, "Is it convenient for me to look at it? This kind of junk food, and mine Temperament match? I will not eat even if I die."

Cheng Yao ignored him. When he heard Qian Heng's words for the first time, Cheng Yao often had the illusion that he was about to die. However, after a long time, she was almost immune to Qian Heng's poison. She went straight to Xin Ramen and boiled it over low heat.

After a while, the rich scent of Xin Ramen flew out of the kitchen.

Chengyao fried another egg, cut some diced carrots and vegetables, and sliced ​​ham sausages, and presented the Xin Ramen with a face value comparable to that of Korean restaurants. She didn't say much, so she held this bowl of fragrant Xin Ramen and sat down next to Qian Heng. Then she sucked up in a beautiful way.

...

Sure enough, although the gesture of reading a magazine was maintained in his hand, Yu Guang of Qian Heng secretly glanced at Cheng Yao.

well.

Cheng Yao was eating more and more.

She was so attentive that she ignored Qian Heng's intention. However, the more so, Qian Heng really cares.

He sneaked a few more glances before finally speaking.

"Is it so delicious?"

Cheng Yao didn't speak. She continued to eat while nodding her head desperately, as if she was delicious, she didn't want to divide her mouth.

Qian Heng put down the magazine and said casually: "It smells okay."

Cheng Yao continued to eat hard without saying anything, and did not intend to persuade Qian Heng to try.

However, Cheng Yao's quietness not only did not make Qian Heng retreat, but made him even more eager to try.

Qian Heng glanced at the rich Xin Ramen soup: "It seems that you are doing well." He cleared his throat. "If you want to cook Xin Ramen for me, then I can't try to accept it. Although the style is not very good, people occasionally have to try something new and embrace some unknown areas."

Ah.

Cheng Yao smiled indignantly: "Boss, but I thought for a while, Xin Ramen is indeed not worthy of your temperament. If I cook Xin Ramen for you, that would be a blasphemy!"

"..."

Is it true? Cheng Yao was eating Xin Ramen happily while thinking proudly, seeing me not mad at you!

Qian Heng pursed her lips, but she still said hard: "Cheng Yao, there is a courtesy, I bought you fresh bread, do you want to show me something?"

Cheng Yao's eyes widened: "Hey, isn't it a reward for my toasted rice porridge to bake bread now? Isn't it just a round of reunion?"

"..."

Cheng Yao continued to eat, and Qian Heng finally could not bear it.

"Cheng Yao." His voice was still a little cold, but revealed a little awkward, "Are you going to be mad at me today?"

"Boss." Cheng Yao also learned his tone, "Have you refused to tell the truth in your life?"

...

After Chengyao’s Xin Ramen was over, she stood up, ready to cook the ancestor in the kitchen. And at the moment when Cheng Yao thought that Qian Heng should not respond anymore, Qian Heng's voice rang--

"I want to eat Xin Ramen."

Qian Heng's voice was a little dry, and Cheng Yao turned his head, only to find that he used the usual avoidance mode-the side beginning.

Cheng Yao looked at Qian Heng in a daze for a few seconds before he finally couldn't stand the sight and raised his head, with a bad tone: "OK, Cheng Yao, you won this time."

After Qian Heng finished speaking, his tone became straighter and stronger: "I want to eat Xin Ramen too."

Cheng Yao suddenly couldn't help laughing, how could this famous big par in the legal circle reach for the cloud and cover the rain, how can it be so naive?

"I want two fried eggs." The naughty ghost himself didn't know Cheng Yao's inner stomach, and he continued to make a request with integrity, "I also want to add more ham sausages. Don't carrots, I hate carrots."

Let's go, Cheng Yao suddenly feels happy, sweeping away the emotions that had died in Li Mengting. She went back to the kitchen and cooked another slice of ramen. According to Qian Heng's request, she added two fried eggs, a lot of ham sausage, and no carrots.

In this way, Qian Heng, who had just died and would not eat this kind of junk food, came to a large-scale real incense live performance while holding a bowl.

It was a day of great cooling in City A. However, Cheng Yao sat on the sofa and looked at Qian Heng, who was eating Xin Ramen quietly and seriously in front of his eyes, but felt that the temperature was not too cold.