Quickly wear, what should I do if the vicious cannon fodder is too stupid

Feng He made a gesture secretly. If he just let Chu Mingzhou wash the fruits and he watched by the side like an old grandfather, it shouldn't be considered as going against his character.

Feng He covered her mouth and laughed.

Chu Mingzhou caught Feng He's movements and looked at her with amusement.

Feng He was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt a little guilty.

He stammered, "Go wash the fruit first. I suddenly need to go to the toilet."

Chu Mingzhou smiled and said, "It's okay, I can do it. You wait for me over there."

Feng He widened her eyes, Chu Mingzhou had guessed even this little thought.

Feng He showed a rare look of embarrassment on her face.

"Haha. Haha. Okay."

Damn, why is Chu Mingzhou so nice to him.

That's too polite.

Chu Mingzhou took out a big watermelon from the woven bag, washed it twice in the sink, and then started cutting it.

Cut into small triangle pieces and placed on a plate, the red and green colors look very beautiful.

There is also a bunch of grapes, which are extremely pure purple.

Feng He just leaned on the cooking table with her free hands and watched.

He really wanted to help.

Washing fruits should also be a stress-relieving thing.

Feng He looked at the beautiful fruits with sparkling eyes.

The colors are so beautiful.

After Chu Mingzhou finished washing, he couldn't help but secretly took a grape and put it into his mouth.

The grapes pushed up Fenghe's cheeks into a small bulge, making her look so cute.

Chu Mingzhou looked at Feng He, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

Feng He waved her hands awkwardly, as she was caught eating secretly.

Chu Mingzhou took a few more grapes and gave them to Feng He. "Eat slowly. I still have a bunch of grapes that I haven't washed yet."

Feng He was stunned, his eyes were dull for a moment, and then he nodded straight.

Chu Mingzhou's eyes were filled with doting smiles.

The camera came into the kitchen at some point.

Feng He was peeling and eating grapes obediently, while Chu Mingzhou was washing the grapes with his brows lowered.

This scene is like a warm story that happened in the depths of time.

[Ahhh, why do I feel like Feng He is a good match for everyone? ]

[Damn! Why does he look so good? Now I think my worldview is determined by my appearance.]

[Really, to be honest, I can accept Feng He's spoiled and arrogant nature.]

[He looks like this, I think he should be held in the palm of someone's hand and pampered. ]

【I was smiling like an auntie the whole time I was watching this scene. 】

[What's wrong with the people in the comments section? Is it an honorable thing to be lazy and enjoy the fruits of others' labor? ]

[Yes, Feng He just said that she would come over to wash the fruit, but now she has let others do all the work and is just sitting here eating and being lazy.]

[How is it? Chu Mingzhou is happy to help Feng Hexi, what does it have to do with you guys? ]

【I just want to watch these things. 】

Feng He finished eating the several large grapes in her hand, and Chu Mingzhou had already washed the fruit.

He took Feng He out with him to serve everyone fruit after dinner.

Feng He carried a basket of washed grapes, while Chu Mingzhou held a plate of sliced ​​watermelons.

Two people walked out of the kitchen, and they really looked like a couple.

Jiang Wenxu paused.

He took a mouthful of rice with an expressionless face.

It's getting weirder lately.

Feng He sat down again.

Jiang Wenxu glanced at him.

There were water stains on Feng He's hands. Did she really go to wash the fruit? He didn't believe it.

Jiang Wenxu sneered, probably thinking that it was Chu Mingzhou who washed it, and put the washed food in Feng He's hand for him to eat.

Fenghe was enjoying eating grapes.

These grapes are sour and sweet and very delicious. Apart from the fact that peeling them is a bit troublesome and will dirty your hands, there are no disadvantages.

Feng He finished eating the grapes on the plate and then took a piece of watermelon.

The watermelon is crisp, sweet, and silky, without many seeds.

Moreover, the triangular watermelon that Chu Mingzhou had just cut was very thick. He felt extremely satisfied after taking a bite of it.

Fenghe is like a little hamster that is easy to feed. As long as he has something to eat, he can remain silent.

Jiang Wenxu's previous irritability was replaced by his current love.

Chu Mingzhou also looked at Feng He with amusement.

[Do you feel that Feng He seems to have changed a bit? I remember that he would only enjoy high-end ingredients before. ]

[Indeed, I was a little shocked when I saw him eating home-cooked meals without any hesitation.]

[Is it really that exaggerated? Aren’t rich people also human beings? Is there anything wrong with the food I just ate? I think it’s quite rich. ]

[That's because you haven't seen the life of the rich. What does a young master like Feng He use that isn't imported or the best of the best?]

[He has indeed changed a lot.]

[Don’t you think Feng He and Chu Mingzhou are a good couple? I’m dying of it! ]

[Hehe, I thought he and Jiang Wenxu had a CP feeling, am I blind? ]

【Don't get close to Jiang Wenxu. 】

Dai Luan opened her eyes wide and looked at Feng He curiously.

She couldn't help but ask, "How hungry are you at home? Why do you like food so much?"

Dai Luan's tone was kind and cheerful in a way that made one laugh and cry, and there was no malice in it.

Feng He's face suddenly turned red when she heard this, and she felt embarrassed for the first time.

This...this, this, let him say this.

Feng He swallowed and said with some stammering: "No...no, I just have a better appetite today."

Feng He's face was so red that it looked like she was steaming out of her ribs.

Shen Chi laughed unkindly and said narcissistically: "Hahaha, it's true that what we made is so delicious."

Feng He found a step and could only nod.

If it weren't for the camera, Feng He felt that he might have confronted Shen Chi.

Shen Chi looked at Feng He as if he was looking at some new species.

Feng He puffed up her cheeks and silently put the whitened watermelon rind on the table.

[Wuwuwu, please stop talking about him. It's embarrassing to talk about him. 】

[I just want to see him eating, like a hamster, so cute.]

[It seems that he felt embarrassed, so he put down the watermelon. ]

[Wow, who knows? I think this watermelon rind is so cute...baby teeth...hehe.]

[As long as Feng He doesn't talk, everything will be fine. He can open up a new track. ]

After dinner, the director gave everyone task cards.

A standard feature of dating variety shows, every guest can write a letter to the guest they want to write to.

There is no limit to the content of the letter.

Everyone received a note and an envelope.

After Feng He returned to the room, she looked at the envelope and was at a loss as to what to do.

Who could he write to? He felt like no one welcomed him.

Feng He was scratching her head and thinking that it was impossible for her to write a letter to Jiang Wenxu.

The original owner subconsciously always regarded Jiang Wenxu as his mortal enemy.

Feng He thought about it and decided to write a letter to Chu Mingzhou.

After all, they already knew each other, so it wouldn't be too awkward to write the letter.