The interaction between Gu Mingchen and Wen Jingzhi next door when they got up in the evening attracted the attention of netizens in the live broadcast room, and the barrages in the live broadcast room were not very harmonious.

Damn it, what’s wrong with my husband? Why is he so gentle to other men? How cold are you! [Shocked] [Shocked]

Judging from the marks on the bed, Gu Yingdi must have slept in the same bed as Brother Wen! [Shocked] [Shocked]

Damn it, when did Movie Emperor Gu ever be so gentle? [Shocked] [Shocked]

Isn't Gu Yingdi already married? What's the situation now? [Question] [Question]

Could it be that Wen Jingzhi got involved in Movie Emperor Gu's marriage? [Shocked] [Shocked]

I realized something was wrong during my last wilderness survival, and I’m embarrassed to say it! [Shy] [Shy]

I also discovered that the interaction between the two of them while fishing was very intimate!

Could it be that Movie Emperor Gu’s marriage has changed? [Shocked] [Shocked]

Damn it, so Wen Jingzhi knows three of three? [Shocked] [Shocked]

Don't talk nonsense, they are just recording the show! [Please] [Please]

It was obviously Gu Yingdi himself who exchanged the ball with An Yongjie! [anger] [anger]

Yes, it’s Movie Emperor Gu himself who wants to live with our brother Wen! [annoyed] [annoyed]

Our brother Wen won't do threesomes to others, and neither will Movie Emperor Gu! [annoyed] [annoyed]

Take away my brother Wen, we won’t date! [Abominable] [Abominable]

So Gu Yingdi’s mysterious lover is offline! [Question] [Question]

Is Movie Emperor Gu cheating on Wen Jingzhi? [Question] [Question]

Don't talk nonsense without evidence, we only believe in official announcements! 〔Smile〕

Everyone, please calm down, they are recording a show, and Zaizai next door is sleeping in the same bed as Jiezai!

It’s just a show. What’s wrong with two grown men sleeping in the same bed? What’s wrong? [Question] [Question]

What's wrong with two men? Two men can be together! 〔Laughing] [laughing〕

...For a while, the barrages in the two live broadcast rooms were so noisy.

Posts about Actor Gu cheating on him, and about Actor Gu and Wen Jingzhi, and Wen Jingzhi knowingly playing third and third, have also appeared on major online media platforms.

All major hot searches were covered by Gu Mingchen and Wen Jingzhi, but their agency Qingfeng Entertainment did not take any action.

Under Wang Xiaomi's reminder, Wen Yishu and the others carefully adjusted the heat to ensure that the porridge would not boil and overflow. The two of them stared at the pot nervously, not daring to be careless in the slightest, fearing that the whole morning's efforts would be in vain.

Time passed by, and the porridge in the pot gradually became thicker.

Wen Yishu and An Yongjie smelled the aroma of the porridge, and their moods became happy, knowing that they were about to successfully complete this task.

"Then should you cook this dish or should I cook it?"

Wen Yishu looked at the cooked porridge and eggs, and then looked at the vegetables, including green vegetables, beans, and lettuce. She was a little unsure whether she could turn them into delicious dishes.

"Of course you're the one doing the cooking, I can only make the fire!"

When An Yongjie heard what they said, he quickly shook his head, consciously sat back on the stool at the entrance of the kitchen hall, and started to light the fire skillfully.

"But I can't do it either! Uncle Wang?" Wen Yishu started to get into trouble and turned his attention to Wang Xiaomi for help.

"I really can't help you with this, and I don't know how to cook!"

Wang Xiaomi looked at Wen Yishu's expectant eyes and said helplessly, and suddenly regretted why he hadn't learned to cook. He didn't know if it was too late to learn now.

"Oh!"

Wen Yishu was a little wilted. She didn't know how to cook. She could only steam eggs, but she already had boiled eggs in the morning.

No, you have to think about what Aunt Wang did.

It seems that you need to put the oil in first and then put the vegetables in when the oil is hot. Yes, that's it. Aunt Wang said that it tastes better when stir-fried this way.

Wen Yishu took all the seasonings from the shelf next to him, and An Yongjie had already heated up the fire.

Thinking about Aunt Wang's cooking steps, he picked up the small oil pot and started pouring oil into the pot.

However, the moment he fell down, a flame burst out, and the flame instantly became bigger again.

"Ahhhh! It's on fire, it's on fire?" Wen Yishu was frightened by the sudden flames and screamed loudly. She quickly backed away, even losing the oil pot and spatula in her hands.

Despite this, a strand of hair on his forehead was still burnt, and a smell lingered on the tip of Wen Yishu's nose, but he didn't worry so much.

"What's wrong, what's wrong?" An Yongjie, who was still addicted to the fire, stood up quickly when he heard the cry and asked.

"Oh, let me go, why is there a fire in the pot?" An Yongjie was also startled by the fire in the pot.

"Uncle Wang, Uncle Wang, there's a fire, what should I do? Fire extinguisher, fire extinguisher, why don't you have a fire extinguisher?"

Water, right water? "Wen Yishu's voice was trembling with fear. She looked everywhere for a fire extinguisher, but couldn't find it after looking around. Then she suddenly remembered that there was still water.

"Xiao Shu, don't put water in the hot oil pan, just cover it!"

Wang Xiaomi and another photographer were also shocked by the scene in front of them, but they quickly reacted.

Wang Xiaomi didn't even put down the camera, but directly picked up the pot lid on the side and covered the burning pot.

"What's wrong, what's wrong?" An Yongjie, who was still addicted to the fire, stood up quickly when he heard the cry and asked.

"Xiao Shu, don't be afraid. The pot is too hot, so it will start a fire if you pour oil in. Just put the lid on the pot!"

Wang Xiaomi looked at Wen Yishu's pale face and knew that he must be frightened, so he quickly comforted him.

“It really scared me to death, it was so sudden.

Xiao Shu, are you okay? Your hair? ! "

An Yongjie said softly, looking at the burnt hair on Wen Yishu's forehead.

"I'm fine, I was just shocked!

Suddenly I felt that being a chef is also a dangerous profession. "

Wen Yishu patted her chest with lingering fear, her face was still a little pale, and she reached out to touch her burnt hair.

"Okay, okay, it's okay, don't be afraid, don't be afraid!" An Yongjie quickly comforted Wen Yishu.

"It's not all you, the pot is too hot!" Wen Yishu glared at him and said.

"Ah, my fire!" When An Yongjie heard what he said, he thought of the thick wood he had just stuffed into the stove.

After Wen Yishu heard what he said, he looked at the pot again, hesitating a little, not sure whether he should go over or not. He was a little frightened now.

"Xiao Shu, I took out all the firewood. Let's wait until the pot cools down!" An Yongjie carefully moved the firewood to the ash place below.

After a while, there was no movement in the pot, and Wen Yishu cautiously opened the lid. He leaned back, fearing that another fire would burn his hair.

But this time it was a false alarm, there was no movement in the pot, and Wen Yishu washed the pot again.

When An Yongjie lit the fire again, this time he put the vegetables into the pot without waiting, and then added oil.

Now he doesn't care whether it tastes good or not, as long as he can make it, it's good.

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