I read the minds of the whole family and I eat the melon, but the cannon fodder wife of the wealthy

Qiao Yuan nodded: "The guests who came to record the show together."

Aunt Liu smiled: "Then come in together and I'll make dumplings for you to eat."

The guests took a step forward hesitantly and looked at each other, as if they did not expect that the process of begging for food would go so smoothly.

Fu Xiyan said: "Thanks to you, Qiao Yuan, but how did you get to know this lady?"

Bai Zhou looked around and said, "Isn't Qiao Yuan's hometown in the countryside? I heard that their family used to sell fruit in the town. Maybe this is her hometown."

The aunt who was walking in front suddenly stopped and looked at Bai Zhou with a smile: "Little girl, what do you mean? What's wrong with the countryside? What do you mean by talking? Are you looking down on my family?"

Cold sweat broke out on Bai Zhou's forehead, and he hurriedly looked at Fu Xiyan next to him.

Fu Xiyan said: "I'm sorry, aunt, she didn't mean it like this, she just thought it was a coincidence."

"How do you know what she is thinking? Are you the roundworm in her belly?" Aunt Liu laughed and looked at Bai Zhou with sharp eyes: "Our small temple cannot accommodate your big Buddha, so you should leave. "

Bai Zhou said anxiously: "I just spoke too quickly. Are you going to lose your temper?"

"This is not a quick talk. You are rolling your eyes to the sky. Why do you want to stay here if you don't like it? I can't afford to serve someone like you. Let's go."

Hearing Aunt Liu speak so unkindly, Bai Zhou's face was filled with shame and anger, and he covered his face and ran out.

Fu Xiyan chased after him: "Zhou'er!"

Meng Yuan panicked and chased after him.

[This aunt has a really weird temper. If she doesn’t want to be received, then she shouldn’t be received. She actually made us Zhou’er cry! ]

[Although, this is someone else’s home, and it’s everyone’s right to let them go or stay. ]

[There is nothing wrong with Zhou'er's words. It's because this aunt is too sensitive and has low self-esteem that she gets angry. ]

[It’s not a big deal, but Bai Zhou rolled his eyes and showed no respect for people at all. Isn’t the first lesson for celebrities to learn how to manage their expressions? Bai Zhou, what is she doing? ]

[If you create a fairy character, do you really think you are a fairy? Pretending to be dead. ]

……

Qiao Yuan looked away from the show and smacked her mouth twice with interest.

Aunt Liu asked from the side: "Yuanyuan, what kind of stuffing do you want to eat? Pork and green onions or pickled cabbage and pork stuffing?"

“Sauerkraut and pork stuffing.”

After finishing the meal, Qiao Yuan served the fresh vegetables that had been prepared long ago.

Aunt Liu resisted several times before accepting: "Did you grow this yourself? These potatoes are really big."

Qiao Yuan scratched her head: "We didn't grow them. We will send them to you when the vegetables we grow mature."

"Okay, I'll take note of it. Come and chat with me when you have time."

When I got home, I saw Meng Yuan sitting on the sofa, but Fu Xiyan and Bai Zhou were nowhere to be seen.

Han Ling asked: "Where are they? Are they still together so late?"

Meng Yuan said: "They both went back to their respective rooms."

Han Ling breathed a sigh of relief: "Bai Zhou is not making trouble anymore?"

Meng Yuan glanced at him: "I've already persuaded him."

*

The small building is not big. There are two public bathhouses, the men's bathhouse on the first floor and the women's bathhouse on the second floor.

After a hard day's work, Fu Xiyan was sweating all over his body. He took a shower and wiped his hair. When he looked up, he realized that Han Ling was here. He withdrew his gaze and walked to the mirror to wipe the water droplets from his hair.

"What a coincidence, Xi Yan, you came to take a shower too. Wow, your abdominal muscles are really well trained. Can you take me to the gym with you next time?"

Fu Xiyan ignored him.

"Why...why are you so aloof and unwilling to say a word to me even when you are away from the camera? Am I so disliked by you?" Han Ling pinched his throat, and his voice sounded a little pitiful.

Fu Xiyan held the towel for a moment, suppressed his nausea, picked up the hair dryer and started to dry his hair.

Two minutes later, Fu Xiyan put the hair dryer back to its original place. He reached out and fiddled with the bangs on his forehead. Suddenly, he paused and saw in the mirror that Han Ling not far behind him had not left yet, staring straight at him. See for yourself.

Fu Xiyan clenched his fists, turned around, put the tip of his tongue against his lower teeth, and smiled: "What are you looking at?"

Han Ling's eyes were fixed on Fu Xiyan's crotch: "Eighteen?"

Fu Xiyan didn't know why: "Twenty."

"Twenty?" Han Ling's eyes flashed strangely.

"I am twenty years old."

After seeing Han Ling lick his lips, Fu Xiyan finally understood what he was talking about, and an indescribable feeling of nausea filled his chest: "Mad, you..."

He hurriedly put on a coat and walked out. After breathing in the fresh air, he felt better.

*

[Han Ling is going to drug Fu Xiyan in order to sneak into his room at night and do whatever he wants. Han Ling has had such obscene thoughts for more than a day or two. It was just because there were many bodyguards around Fu Xiyan that it was difficult for him to take action, so he found the opportunity and participated in the show to take advantage of Fu Xiyan. ]

"What?!" Qiao Yuan couldn't calm down at all after hearing what the system had just shared.

She originally thought that Han Ling, a gay man, just admired Fu Xiyan's beauty, but she didn't expect that he actually planned to take actual action.

The punishment is really too much punishment! ! !

If Han Ling really succeeded, wouldn't it be more uncomfortable for Fu Xiyan, a straight man like him, than killing him?

Fu Xiyan is pretty good to me...

Qiao Yuan became a little uneasy, she opened the door and walked out.

The next second, Qiao Yuan's eyes lit up, and her eyes met Fu Xiyan's.

Fu Xiyan was sitting in front of the stone table in a daze. When he saw Qiao Yuan, he stretched out and said, "Why aren't you sleeping at this late hour?"

Qiao Yuan approached him.

Fu Xiyan was stunned for a moment: "What's wrong with you? Why are your eyes so serious? Who messed with you?"

Qiao Yuan looked at him extremely seriously: "You have to be careful about Han Ling, remember to stay away from Han Ling, and remember not to eat what he gives you!"

[Good guy, are you trying to instigate the relationship between the guests in such an aboveboard way? ]

[No, what do you mean by this amateur? Our family Lingling didn’t provoke you, right? What do you mean by saying this? Hurry up and apologize to Lingling! ]

[Qiao Yuan, right? I remember you. It’s the first time I’ve seen such an upright and upright person. ]

[ah? What is Qiao Yuan doing? Why is it more inexplicable than Lin Youhua? ]

[Don’t bully Lingling! Don't bully Lingling! Don't bully Lingling! ]

[Everyone, don’t rush to complain. In case there is any misunderstanding, I don’t think Qiao Yuan is someone who would say bad things about others casually. ]

……

Perhaps Qiao Yuan's expression was too serious, so Fu Xiyan couldn't help but ask: "Why?"

Qiao Yuan paused, roaring crazily in her heart.

[Why why why, because if you don’t stay away from him, he will eat you! ! ! 】

It’s PK again, let’s be so cute and cute, please give me some votes