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

Jiang Wenxu was completely confused by Feng He's guess.

He raised Feng He's chin seriously, narrowed his eyes and asked in a deep voice: "Why do you always think I will hurt you?"

Feng He gasped at Jiang Wenxu's action. Damn, he gave in. Just talk, why are you picking on him?

This action... is too... oily.

Feng He got goosebumps all over her body, and quickly slapped Jiang Wenxu's hand away, stuttering, "You...I...you have always looked down on me, haven't you? Then of course I have to treat you as my enemy."

The original owner had finally gotten rid of his anger, so naturally he wanted to make his point clear.

A trace of confusion flashed across Jiang Wenxu's eyes. Disdain?

What he looked down upon was not the present Feng He, but the previous Feng He.

"People always change, don't you?"

Jiang Wenxu finally uttered this sentence with an unclear expression.

Feng He shook her shoulders and ran into the villa.

Jiang Wenxu looked at Feng He's back from a distance and also went into the house.

At this time, dinner is basically ready and it's time to eat.

The double-boiled hotpot has been set on the table, half with clear soup and half with spicy sauce.

There were various dishes on the porcelain plates next to it.

Tripe, duck blood, tribute vegetables, beef, fat beef rolls, fat lamb rolls, quail eggs...

There were also desserts prepared by Chu Mingzhou chilling in the refrigerator, waiting to be consumed by everyone after they had finished eating the hot pot.

Feng He, Jiang Wenxu and Chu Mingzhou sat together. Feng He felt a little uncomfortable because of the little conflict she had just had with Jiang Wenxu.

He couldn't help but move closer to Chu Mingzhou.

Jiang Wenxu glanced at him, then went to put the ingredients down with a smile. When they were cooked, he was the first to give them to Feng He.

Feng He was stunned for a moment, but didn't refuse and stuffed it directly into her mouth.

good to eat!

Feng He only likes to eat hotpot, she doesn’t like to cook it or wait for the ingredients to cook.

Jiang Wenxu on this side and Shen Chi on the other side played this role.

They ordered the ingredients and distributed them equally to everyone.

Feng He was basically being fed by Jiang Wenxu during her meal.

Eat happily without any burden.

But it was not the same with Chu Mingzhou. He was eating slowly by himself and looked very lonely.

However, Feng He felt that Chu Mingzhou would not eat the food that others picked for him.

Feng He was eating too much, so she felt guilty and said to Jiang Wen: "Don't always serve me food, eat something yourself."

Jiang Wenxu's eyes flashed with a smile, "Okay."

I just like feeding Fenghe. Seeing him eat with his cheeks puffed up, I feel a sense of satisfaction in my heart.

And when he was eating hotpot, a layer of red oil appeared on his mouth, and he looked even cuter when he ate with his lips pouting.

Chu Mingzhou glanced at Jiang Wenxu and said nothing.

There was a Fenghe between the two of them.

Jiang Wenxu has been playing the role of picking up food today, so he didn't have the chance to pick up food for Feng He.

[What's going on? Why do I feel like Chu Mingzhou and Jiang Wenxu are hooking up with Xiong Jing? ]

[Hahahaha, your statement is very vivid. Isn't it all for the sake of making the beauty smile? ]

[Is Fenghe really that charming? I just arrived. 】

[Of course it’s true. I’ve been following your love show since it started airing. I feel like I’ve completely fallen in love with Feng He.]

[Me too, I feel like he doesn't have any major problems except that he's a bit squeamish.]

[The overwhelming negative articles on the Internet before were probably the result of unscrupulous media exaggerating his shortcomings.]

[Oh my god, I was cursing Feng He a few days ago, but I've been licking him these past two days...]

Of course there was no letter-writing session tonight. After all, everyone was out on dates, so they would definitely write letters to each other.

This way the letter writing process loses its meaning.

So Feng He is free tonight.

It seems that Mother Feng has to video chat with Feng He every night without fail.

So does my brother.

After Fenghe finished chatting with her mother, she chatted with her brother.

Feng Qin: "You went on a date with Chu Mingzhou today."

Feng He blinked her eyes. It seemed that her brother had watched today's variety show.

"How does it feel."

"It's very happy and fun." Feng He replied to her brother with a smile.

"Chu Mingzhou is indeed a good choice, and he is well-received in the circle. If you really like him, you can consider getting married."

Feng He was in a state of confusion again, and she wanted him to get married no matter what. But it hadn't come to that yet.

"It's just that I'm a little confused. I always thought you would be together with Jiang Wenxu."

Feng He puffed her lips and asked sullenly, "How did you guys figure that out?"

Feng Qin raised his eyebrows, "Is this difficult to observe? You have been together almost since childhood. And you especially like to compare yourself with him."

Feng He: "…What does this prove?"

"You may not understand it now, but you will understand it later."

Feng He forgot what her brother said as soon as she turned around.

Because he really didn't think anything would develop between him and Jiang Wenxu.

Although Jiang Wenxu's impression of him was not as bad as before, he certainly couldn't say that he liked him.

Otherwise, wouldn't it prove that he didn't maintain the original owner's personality at all?

Feng He was thinking about this and that, and then he fell asleep. It was only half past nine when he fell asleep.

The original owner was really a good health-conscious person.

It may also be because I was too tired from playing today, so I went to bed early.

……

This day's activities were a little different.

Guests are required to draw lots to form teams to find ingredients to cook. There is no limit to the way to obtain the ingredients.

Maybe they need to play some games, determine the winner and loser, and then get the ingredients from the crew.

Feng He thought this activity was quite interesting. The guests were sitting at a round table.

There was a round lottery bucket in the middle of the table, and they needed to draw lots from here.

Three people draw lots, and three people wait on the side.

The person who draws the lottery is also decided by drawing lots.

Those who drew the lots: Feng He, Dai Luan, and Shen Chi.

The other three people just waited to be picked.

The final result was that Feng He drew Jiang Wenxu.

Dai Luan drew Zhao Jingnan.

Shen Chi drew Chu Mingzhou.

The result of the draw doesn’t matter.

Anyway, it’s just about working together to find ingredients and cook.

Feng He looked at the bamboo stick in her hand with the three words "Jiang Wenxu" written on it.

Jiang Wenxu has already said that he doesn't hate the original owner, so he should cooperate with him.

And didn’t you say you would cook for him yesterday?

So Feng He could quite accept this result.

If he draws someone else, he might face the risk of unfamiliarity.

Jiang Wenxu seemed very happy.

Chu Mingzhou and Shen Chi just accepted it casually.

Feng He couldn't help but take a look at Dai Luan and Zhao Jingnan. They must be a perfect match.

Everything can be drawn together.