The sand sculpture is rebellious and loves to cause trouble for others.

[What’s falling off isn’t my facial mask, it’s my self-esteem! ! 】

[Ahhh, my toes have quickly dug out a Disney castle, it’s so embarrassing——]

Ye Qinghuan didn't care to say goodbye immediately, turned around with his face covered, and rushed up to the second floor.

Su Yunzhan rarely chuckled. Looking at Ye Qinghuan's leaving figure, he felt that all the fatigue in his body was gone. While washing vegetables and cutting tomatoes, he seemed to be very comfortable.

After a while, when Ye Qinghuan washed off the facial mask, applied a set of maintenance procedures, and slowly went downstairs, the noodles were already down.

Ye Qinghuan looked at the tomato and egg noodles with a strong aroma and couldn't help but sip his saliva. The embarrassment in his heart had long been wiped away, and he wanted to stick his eyes to the pot.

"Wow, it smells so good. My cooking skills are great."

Su Yunzhan smiled and said, "Just force yourself in."

"A conferring of gods, it tastes delicious just by the way it looks... No, brother, if you put so many noodles, can the two of us finish it?"

Ye Qinghuan gave Su Yunzhan a thumbs up, and then Maomao looked confused. She watched as Su Yunze grabbed three handfuls of noodles and threw them in. After boiling, the soup in the bottom of the pot was completely invisible to the full pot of noodles.

Um. Is it too much for two people? ?

Su Yunzhan nodded,

"This is for three people. It's almost ready. Go upstairs and call Yunze. No one has eaten well tonight. He must be hungry too."

[Wow, brother is really attentive. 】

Ye Qinghuan praised and ran towards the fourth floor,

Looking at the long staircase, she couldn't help but sigh. Fortunately, she wisely chose the second floor. She could lose three pounds by climbing this staircase once a day.

Dong dong dong—dong dong dong—

"Second brother, second brother, come down for supper."

After returning to the room, Su Yunze still felt scared. The image of the female ghost Ye Qinghuan could not be left in his mind. He stopped playing games and hid his head under the quilt playing with his mobile phone.

Suddenly he heard a female voice coming from far away. He was so frightened that he clenched the quilt tightly and held his breath.

"Second brother, second brother—where is he—"

Dong dong dong - dong dong dong - bang bang bang -

Su Yunze heard the powerful knock on the door and immediately knew it was Ye Qinghuan again. He strode to the door and opened it, saying irritably,

"Why are you knocking in the middle of the night? You're not afraid of disturbing the people."

Ye Qinghuan, who almost hit Su Yunze on the chest, immediately retracted her hand silently. She was deeply sorry for scaring him tonight, and even her tone of voice dropped twice unconsciously.

"I asked you to go down with us for a late-night snack. You probably haven't had enough to eat tonight either."

Listening to this gentle whisper, Su Yunze couldn't help but raise his eyes, stretched out his hand to pinch Ye Qinghuan's face, and then stretched out his index finger to point between her eyebrows,

"The evil beast, show its prototype soon and leave Ye Qinghuan's body."

Ye Qinghuan: (gritting his teeth) (blue veins popping out) (holding his hands), constantly controlling his breath and telling himself to hold back. However--

【Fuck you——】

Ye Qinghuan kicked Su Yunze in the leg, causing Su Yunze to jump up unexpectedly.

"Ahhhh-"

"You are an evil beast. I think you are not worthy of eating supper at the same table as us. You should be at the bottom of the table, hum!"

[It's a waste of time. I'll eat his portion later, leaving no soup for him. 】

Seeing Ye Qinghuan's anger, Su Yunze covered his feet and suddenly felt something was right, and hurriedly followed her downstairs.

He couldn't help but nod in his heart. This was the Ye Qinghuan he knew. The one just now was definitely possessed by something dirty.

At the dinner table, Su Yunzhan had already brought out three bowls of noodles. Ye Qinghuan's was the smallest bowl. Considering Ye Qinghuan's occupation, Su Yunzhan served her a little less.

This behavior made Ye Qinghuan feel more and more considerate. He turned to look at Su Yunze who came out with chopsticks and spoon. His face changed instantly. His nose was not a nose, and his eyes were not eyes.

[Hmph, thank you, but I don’t want to tell you in person. 】

Ye Qinghuan took the chopsticks from Su Yunze's hand and started eating quickly without even looking at Su Yunze.

Su Yunze, who had committed the crime himself, knew Ye Qinghuan's arrogant temperament just by looking at the subtitles, so he didn't bother to care about it.

At night, under the warm yellow light, the three of them sat in three directions, enjoying the food harmoniously. The atmosphere was so harmonious.

The next day, Ye Qinghuan, who slept until midnight again, saw a lot of things sent by her manager as soon as she touched her phone. In addition to the Howard Johnson Variety Show contract, there were a lot of performance videos to share, and they were even packaged and about to be delivered. Her family's performance books.

"Microexpressions"

"One Hundred and Eight Ways to Laugh"

"How to Read a Person"

"Be a free man who controls time"

……

The long list made Ye Qinghuan's unconscious mind almost shut down again. She blinked her eyes in confusion, closed them again and rubbed them. After opening them again, she confirmed that she had read correctly. She couldn't even sit down. live.

What does it mean that you must read at least 5 chapters every day, along with 1000 words of thoughts and experiences after reading it?

Every word looked so familiar, but the combination was completely incomprehensible to her?

She immediately typed out a few lines: Dear Shi Shi, I have read it! If you don’t want to lose your favorite beautiful beauty, you’d better withdraw the above immediately, otherwise... don’t force me to kneel down and beg you...

Thoughts after reading, what is that? Write and read your thoughts, that’s another price!

On the other side, Shi Shi also came back immediately, with only a few words: Haha! you sure? ?

For a moment, Ye Qinghuan seemed to see Master Shi Shi running toward her house on slippers with her forty-meter-long sword in hand. Immediately, her whole body trembled, she quickly shrank her neck and did not dare to speak.

Hey, little star has no human rights! ! !

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

"You are the flame and I am the mud, lingering... to the end of the world..."

The distant and sad singing was played in the living room as Ye Qinghuan went downstairs. Lu Wan, who was arranging flowers in the living room, couldn't help but be shocked.

"Wow, Huanhuan sings so beautifully. I've never seen you sing before!"

Su Yunze, who was about to walk out of the house, almost tripped over the steps when he heard this. He plucked his ears in confusion and turned around in disbelief.

Um, how many layers of filters does Aunt Lu have for Ye Qinghuan? Has it already broken through the universe?

This singing voice is real, don’t praise it too hard!

Immediately accompanied by the singing, he left quickly. With his rapid pace, those who didn't know thought he was stepping on a skateboard.

Ye Qinghuan's eyes immediately lit up after being praised, and he grabbed the beauty's mother's hand to confirm again,

"Really? Really? If mom likes it, I will sing good night to mom every day from now on!"

"Okay, okay, let's go have breakfast first, and go to the beauty salon with mom later."

As he spoke, Lu Wan touched Ye Qinghuan's fair and soft cheeks and frowned.

"Look at this little face. It has become rough after a few days of maintenance."

Ye Qinghuan: What!

When I look in the mirror every day, I am almost struck by how beautiful my little face is, but my beautiful mother despises it for being rough!

That won't work! ! Get a full set of maintenance!