A Perfect Match: The Pure Poultry Wife of the Demon Movie Emperor

Qiao Wanrou learned from the people around her mother that people would like to drink a certain kind of food, so she specially asked someone to make it at home. The first thing she did when she came to the set was not to give it to Bo Liang, but to give it to her. Baili Tianjiao.

Baili Tianjiao thought of what Bao Liang had said to her. Anyway, after the filming of this scene, the two of them will not have much contact with each other, so it's no big deal to endure it now.

So when Qiao Wanrou brought the sour plum soup, she didn't refuse, and took a sip in front of the other party, never expecting it to be so delicious, she finished it in a short while.

Perhaps because of the delicious sour plum soup, Baili Tianjiao's attitude towards Qiao Wanrou became much better. Under Bao Liang's unbelievable eyes, he drank a lot of sour plum soup, so his attention was not on Qiao Wanrou.

A smile flashed in Qiao Wanrou's eyes. Since the weak Bai Lianhua couldn't get close to Bao Liang, what is the situation like now?

When Baili Tianjiao was drinking sour plum soup, he deliberately approached Bao Liang, and said with a smile: "Bo Liang, you see, I can get along well with her as long as I want. It was indeed my problem a while ago. I thought about it when I got home. , In fact, I and her character are so similar, maybe we can still be good friends."

Bao Liang sized her up suspiciously, but now she was the one he knew, nodded and said, "You've finally returned to normal, I thought you still have some messy things to do."

"But I want to tell you, don't let your mother trouble Tianjiao anymore."

Qiao Wanrou nodded and agreed. Anyway, some things can be dealt with behind her back, but she still found an excuse to chat with him and said, "I don't understand how she is better than me. Do you like her that much?"

Bao Liang's gaze was always on Baili Tianjiao, and he didn't know why he was attracted to him, but after all these years, he still liked him.

Seeing the look on the other party's face, Qiao Wanrou couldn't help clenching her fists. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Baili Tianjiao's look, and once again pretended to be weak and fell on Bao Liang's body, still saying, "You Said that if I continue to approach you, will she misunderstand again?"

Bao Liang's face became ugly in an instant, and he said directly: "Anyway, your role is over, if you have nothing to do, don't come to the set."

Before Qiao Wanrou could say anything, Baili Tianjiao said directly, "No, we can't let her leave the set. If she leaves, I won't be able to drink this sour plum soup."

A smug smile flashed across Qiao Wanrou's face, she didn't expect that this sour plum soup would be so useful, and she would be addicted to it after just a few sips, so as long as she continued, she would have more opportunities.

Baili Tianjiao had already said that, and Bao Liang couldn't really let the other party leave, he sighed, he didn't understand that a cup of sour plum soup could keep her.

This day passed quickly. Because of a cup of sour plum soup, Baili Tianjiao's relationship with Qiao Wanrou became better and better. Many people in the production team found it incredible.

Qiao Wanrou came to the set again the next day, and this time she brought more sour plum soup, which instantly aroused Baili Tianjiao's interest, so she abandoned Baoliang and got tired of being with sour plum soup.

Bao Liang complained in disgust: "Can you be a little promising? It's just a cup of sour plum soup. As for you, do you like it so much?"

Baili Tianjiao was enjoying his favorite thing, so when he heard the other party's complaints, he replied very bluntly: "It's none of your business, and I didn't let you drink it." After finishing speaking, he continued to enjoy.

Bao Liang didn't care either, and was already used to the other person's appearance. He turned his gaze to Qiao Wanrou who was next to him, and said indifferently, "Qiao Wanrou, what's the recipe for this sour plum soup?"

Qiao Wanrou was proud that her method worked, when she suddenly heard Bao Liang ask about the recipe of sour plum soup, her face immediately changed.

With a guilty conscience, she inquired, "What's the matter? What do you want my formula for? Don't you want me to get along with her?"

Bao Liang was not surprised by her attitude, looked at Baili Tianjiao tenderly, and received: "Since she likes this sour plum soup so much, I will make her a copy later."

She was originally afraid that the other party would find out the real reason, but when she heard the other party's words, her expression became even uglier. What right did Baili Tianjiao have to ask Bao Liang to make sour plum soup for her.

But in order to prevent the other party from discovering the flaw, with a chuckle, he gave the other party the recipe of sour plum soup.

After a few days, Boliang's sour plum soup was finally ready. He wanted to let Baili Tianjiao taste it, but the other party just took a sip and put it down.

Not only that, but he complained: "What kind of sour plum soup are you making? Why is it so unpalatable? If you don't have this talent, don't do it."

Although Bao Liang was beaten by the other party, he didn't take it too seriously. Seeing her still drinking the sour plum soup that Qiao Wanrou handed her, he didn't feel any more strange in his heart.

They are all made with the same formula, why the taste is different?Is it because people are different?

Thinking of this, I found Qiao Wanrou privately and asked her to take me to her house to have a look. What should I do with this sour plum soup?
Qiao Wanrou's opponent, who tried all kinds of things, really didn't find the problem in the sour plum soup, so she took this opportunity to get along with Bao Liang alone, so she agreed.

But he still pretended to ask: "Isn't it good for you to just go to my house like this? Do you want to bring Baili Tianjiao with you?"

Bao Liang didn't know how the woman in front of her changed so quickly, but after thinking about the possibility of misunderstanding if she went by herself, she nodded in agreement.

Qiao Wanrou's face became ugly. She just said it casually to show her generosity. Who really agreed since she was a child.

But it's more coincidental that Baili Tianjiao happened to have dysmenorrhea that day, so he immediately asked for leave from the crew and stayed at home.

She never knew that dysmenorrhea could cause her so much pain. Her first reaction was that she drank too much sour plum soup. After all, sour plum soup is relatively cold.

She thought that there would be nothing wrong with drinking some brown sugar water and warming it up as usual, but this time it was in excruciating pain, and Bao Liang was not at home, which made her a little vulnerable.

Thinking that he must be very busy at this time, she gritted her teeth and endured it. It didn't take too long, she couldn't take the pain anymore, so she called Bo Liang directly.

He didn't know what the other party was busy with, the first call was not connected, and Baili Tianjiao was rolling on the bed with tears all over his face, wishing he could faint directly.

At this time, Bao Liang was at Qiao's house, and entered the kitchen with Qiao Wanrou. He looked around with dark eyes, but nothing special appeared.

But there must be something really wrong with this sour plum soup, he should have kept some and sent someone to check it.

Qiao Wanrou looked at Bao Liang's dazed expression, and a smile flashed in her heart. It seemed that her method had worked, and said with a smile, "Brother Bao Liang, do you want me to demonstrate it to you personally?"

The purpose of Baoliang's visit today is to check what's wrong with this sour plum soup. Since the other party has already asked, he didn't refuse.

Qiaoxi came back and saw many people in the family with bright smiles on their faces. It seemed that her daughter had got her wish.

Seeing that her husband was about to go up to talk to Bao Liang, she quickly stretched out her hand and dragged him out, accusingly said: "It's rare that my daughter can be alone with Bao Liang, what are you doing here?"

Although Qiao Jianfeng couldn't understand her daughter chasing a boy like this, since she really liked him, she could only let him go.

Bo Liang was impatient to get along with the other party at all, especially when he saw a missed call on his phone, which was called by Baili Tianjiao, his eyes instantly burst into nervousness.

In his impression, if there was nothing urgent, Baili Tianjiao would never call him easily, so he hurriedly dialed.

Within a few seconds, Baili Tianjiao answered the phone, and a painful voice rang out, "Bo Liang, my stomach hurts so bad right now, it really hurts."

Bo Liang felt very distressed when he heard the other party's weak tone, but thinking that he still needed to find the secret of sour plum soup, he gritted his teeth and said, "You ask the servants at home to make you some brown sugar water to drink, I have something to do outside. Deal with it, I'll go home and see you after I'm done."

Qiao Wanrou originally watched Bo Liang's brother call Baili Tianjiao, and a trace of displeasure flashed in her eyes, but when she heard what the other party said, a smile burst into her face instantly.

It seems that the relationship between the two of them has faded now, otherwise, Bao Liang would not be able to stay with him any longer, and the more he thinks about it, the happier he feels.

After he hung up the phone, he deliberately pretended to be sensible, and asked, "Brother Bao Liang, what's wrong with Sister Baili? Are you feeling unwell?"

There was no external voice on his phone, how did she know that Baili Tianjiao called him because he was not feeling well, her sharp eyes were fixed on her face.

Qiao Wanrou was taken aback by the other party's expression, and asked with a hint of fear: "What's the matter? Why is brother Bao Liang looking at me like that?"

Bao Liang knew that she was asking the other party, and she would definitely not say it, but seeing the guilty look of the other party, there must be some secret in the sour plum soup.

Taking a deep breath, he said, "It's nothing serious, teach me how to make sour plum soup now, I'll go back and make it for her."

Qiao Wanrou clenched her fists with her hands hanging on both sides, and with a false smile on her face, she nodded in agreement. Anyway, as long as he didn't go back at this time, she had already won.