If you want to refuse after seeing it, you will still welcome it [Entertainment]

The days at the end of July are long, and the sky is still bright at 18:00.

The downpour slowed down and fell in a steady stream.

The water mist blown by the wind and rain is hazy, surrounded by clusters of neon lights.

The vegetable market, where people come and go during the day, has closed its doors at this moment, and the lights on the arches have just extinguished.

The car that the crew picked up Wen Mo continued to drive forward, turned at the fork in the road, and went to the nearest supermarket.

The shopping scene, which was originally crowded with people, seemed extraordinarily lonely due to the rainy weather, and the customers were scattered.

The assistant Wen Mo went straight to the vegetable area and the fruit area, and carefully selected them. It took less than 15 minutes before and after, and the person paid the bill at the cashier and came out.

Back in the hotel room, the assistant An An was about to peel the corn kernels, but was stopped by Wen Mo who took the beef from the refrigerator.

"An'an, leave it alone, I'll come by myself later."

"Oh, yes!" Assistant An An pouted. Sister Mo cooks for Teacher Zuo. She really has to do it herself from the purchase to the cooking.

Looking at her holding the marinated beef in the morning, she asked, "Sister Mo, Mr. Zuo probably won't arrive until nine o'clock, isn't it a little early for cooking?"

Wen Mo: "I made it for you." Before An An was happy for a few seconds, she added without turning her head: "Finish your meal earlier, and go back to your room earlier to stay."

An An, who was about to smile, felt that she was rejected. Sister Mo disliked her as an eyesore, and she was cooking to send her away, so that Teacher Zuo would not come and be a light bulb.

In the open kitchen, Wen Mo, who was preparing the ingredients, glanced at her and asked, "Would you like rice or pasta?"

"Rice——" Assistant An An replied listlessly, and got up to wash the rice and put it into the rice cooker.

"If you eat rice, I'll change it to beef tenderloin with black pepper." Wen Mo originally planned to give her a steak, "There are still green and red peppers in the refrigerator..."

Before finishing speaking, An An stopped: "I want to eat Hangjiao today, and I want to put a little more, the spicy kind."

The assistant, An An, was provoked. When there was no Teacher Zuo, Sister Mo was only good to herself.Now, I was pushed to the edge, and I felt very uncomfortable!

Half an hour later, Feng Juanyun's assistant, An An, who finished the meal, cleaned the dishes and left tactfully, leaving only a pungent spicy smell in the room.

Open the window to dissipate the smell, the coldness is pressing, but it also brings in the fresh and pleasant scent of flowers and plants.

At this moment, Wen Mo received a text message from an unfamiliar text message. Judging from the content, it was from He Zhenghua.

The general content of the text message is to advise Wen Mo that if he really loves Zuo Jin, he should stay away from her.

After reading the text message, he lay on his side on the bay window sill, covered with a red blanket, looking at the scenery downstairs through the rain-washed glass.

Outside the window, there is a long flowerbed with delicate green leaves and flowers, as well as fruit trees far apart, with slender branches and green fruits.

Most of these fruits will be picked by some people before they are ripe, and they will not be able to taste its sweetest taste.

21:00 in the evening.

Yueyue, who was already on the way back, sent Wen Mo a wechat message in advance, telling Zuo Jin to arrive at the hotel soon, so he could make some cooking.

The assistant in the car, Yueyue, was about to put down her phone when she received a notification tone. She clicked in and saw that it was a producer she had worked with before.

Producer Gao: [Hi, please tell Mr. Zuo that the preparations for the project in my hand are almost ready. I would like to invite Mr. Zuo to play the female role. 】

Assistant Yueyue: [I'm sorry, Producer Gao, sister Jin doesn't have time recently]

Since the news of the contract termination was announced on Weibo a few days ago, many directors and producers who were previously intimidated by their social status came to him one after another.

Producer Gao: [It's okay, we can wait, I heard that the drama Mr. Zuo is filming will wrap up at the end of August or early September, we can wait]

The assistant Yueyue has already received Zuo Jin's orders, so these matters are handled by herself, without asking, she directly refuses:

[Sister Jin is too involved in the drama. After the filming of this drama is finished, it is estimated that there will be a year and a half of adjustment period.The time is right next time, let's cooperate again]

Producer Gao: [Okay, we will cooperate next time]

Wen Mo on the other side got Yueyue's message and started cooking.

Take out the lard that has been boiled two days ago from the refrigerator. At first glance, it is a white and creamy ointment, similar to coagulated milk. The meals made with it are the most delicious.

In modern society, except for the slaughter of pigs in rural areas where lard is boiled, few people have eaten lard-fried meals in cities.

Tonight, Ms. Zuo wanted to eat fried rice with eggs, so Wen Mo made two.

One serving is just like a small street restaurant, the casual fried rice with eggs: the white rice is not completely scattered, the grains are clumped together, and there are only a few pieces of yellow eggs.

It tastes dry, astringent and tasteless.

The other one is produced in a stylish restaurant, and it is full of color and fragrance: the glutinous white rice has distinct grains, wrapped in a layer of attractive golden color, and its partners are sweet corn kernels, red carrot kernels, and emerald green rice Peas, accompanied by fresh and tender shrimp tails.

On the white disc, there are dotted broccoli that are overcooked but still maintain their posture.

When you eat it, the taste and nutrition fly together.

Zuo Jin, who returned to the hotel, did not go to his room, but stood directly in front of Wen Mo's door, raised his hand and knocked.

The assistant Yueyue at the side was not in a hurry to send the work box into Zuo Jin's room, she was waiting for Teacher Wen to deliver the meals.

I have secretly decided in my heart that if Teacher Wen won't bribe herself, I won't pass any news to her in the future.

Fortunately, this time, Wen Mo has changed his habit of making breakfast and made an extra serving.Stir-fry side dishes with one meat and one vegetable, and put them in a lunch box with rice.

Yue Yue, who was thinking about Wen Mo's food all day long, accepted it with a smile, thanked her, opened the door of Zuo Jin's room, and put the work box and rest chair in.

Wen Mo, who returned to the room, pulled out the chair, smiled and said, "Please sit down, my Ms. Zuo."

"Thank you!" Zuo Jin took his seat meanderingly, his nose fluttered slightly, his black eyes swayed across the waves, and the light in them was like the surface of a stream illuminated by the sun, the waves were bright and clean, "This is fried with lard."

To be sure, there was joy that could not be concealed in his voice.

"The nose is very good!" Wen Mo brought two cups of warm boiled water from the marble kitchen counter, "I boiled it two days ago, and it's the first time I take it out for cooking today, you should try it!"

Zuo Jin picked up the small spoon that had been put away, scooped up half a spoonful and tasted it. Suddenly, his brows bloomed like fireworks, "I didn't expect that Ms. Wen even picked up such earthy spirit, and learned the essence perfectly."

The first thing Zuo Jin tasted was egg fried rice made by a small street restaurant.

The praised Wen Mo immediately frowned, sitting on the side drinking Wen Baikai, smiling without saying a word, with a little complacency.

She shifted her gaze, silently urging her to taste another portion, expecting to be praised by her beloved.

Seeing Ms. Wen's small eyes, Zuo Jin suppressed a smile and tasted another one. The rich taste danced on the tip of his tongue, and he praised sincerely: "Ms. Wen is a chef who was delayed by acting. This is the best food I have ever eaten. Egg Fried Rice! Unbeatable."

"What I made is naturally different!" Wen Mo was about to burst into joy, eating egg fried rice with her, and asked casually: "Which one do you like best?"

The question is like this, but I am actually thinking in my heart: Every meal I cook, you have to say it is delicious

Zuo Jin picked up the long glass and took a sip of warm water, his black eyes blinked and thought, and he replied: "One part is the taste engraved in memory, and the other part is Ms. Wen's love and nutrition. I like both of them, because it's you made."

"Then you eat more." Wen Mo pushed the plate in front of her, and he followed the chair to be next to her.

You and I scooped each other, and the two portions of egg fried rice were quickly divided and eaten. In the end, there was not a single grain of rice left.

This time Zuo Jin rushed to wash the dishes, and Wen Mo hurriedly followed into the open kitchen, washing the fruits after the meal, and just after washing out a cherry, he handed it to Zuo Jin who was washing the dishes.

Zuo Jin, who was being fed one after another, washed the two plates and spoons as quickly as possible, and walked out of the kitchen as if fleeing.

If she stayed any longer, she felt that her swallowing speed could not keep up with Ms. Wen's feeding speed.

Sitting on the sofa in the living room, looking up at the watch, the time is exactly 22:00 on the evening news.

I took the remote control on the round coffee table and tuned to CCTV Evening News, and the familiar prelude came out.

Wen Mo, who heard the voice, glanced sideways, then cut the washed fruit into pieces and served them on a plate, and sat together to watch the news.

While watching and eating, when he saw landslide disasters in mountainous areas due to heavy rains everywhere, Wen Mo sighed: "People living in mountainous areas are too dangerous. During the day and night, I don't know when to close my eyes. when it is opened."

In the mountainous area reported in it alone, the landslide volume reached more than 200 million square meters, causing 21 mountain houses to be buried, and taking away lives in the blink of an eye.

Zuo Jin looked at her sideways, didn't say anything, just went to hold her hand.

Wen Mo was taken aback for a moment, knowing that Ms. Zuo wanted to get off the hook, but she didn't say much, but asked instead: "I heard you put off a lot of work?"

Zuo Jin stared at the TV and nodded, and gave a soft "hmm".

Thinking of He Zhenghua's text message, Wen Mo felt mixed feelings of joy and sorrow, leaning on her shoulder, and asked quietly: "If you don't work, how can you do charity?"

Ms. Zuo paid attention to these news, so she naturally had the idea of ​​helping some individuals.

"How capable you are, how great things you can do." Zuo Jin, who was talking, turned his head to her forehead with the corner of his lips, "Don't think too much."

"I didn't think much about it——" Wen Mo muttered, took out a bank card from his trouser pocket, and stuffed it into Ms. Zuo's palm, "I'll raise you, and you can do whatever you want."

Holding the thin card with warm body temperature in the palm of his hand, Zuo Jin held it tightly, laughing at her: "Aren't you stupid, don't you be afraid that I just look at your card and run away with the money?"

Hearing this, Wen Mo straightened his waist and sat in her arms with his long legs, wrapping his slender arms around his neck, raised his eyebrows and snorted, saying: "There are more people in this world who are richer than me , You didn't like it either, did you? So, you are the one who likes me, thinking about stealing incense and jade all the time, right?"

Zuo Jin subconsciously stabilized her slender waist, and uncontrollably rubbed her waist slightly. Grinding her waist twice, and then took the posture of a real gentleman who was sitting in his arms, without making a sound, tilting his head and continuing to watch the news.

She looked calm and steady on the surface, but she was thinking in her heart: It is true to look at someone, but stealing fragrance and jade does not exist. Instead, it is Ms. Wen who is really seducing herself, just like now.

"Ms. Zuo, am I unattractive to you?" The warm brown eyes darkened, and the rippling clear color dissipated, similar to the night outside the window at the moment.

The sad voice continued to sound low: "Are you tired of me? Are you going to abandon me?"

Seeing her pretending to be miserable, Zuo Jin's hands squeezed her delicate skin and tender flesh through a thin layer of clothing.

This Ms. Wen is more and more capable of selling miserably, coupled with her superb acting skills, it makes people feel pain when listening to and watching her.

Wen Mo was on the verge of tears: "Look, even if you don't have anything new about me, you'll hit me."

Zuo Jin looked at her steadfastly, her slender long eyelashes trembling, hugged the nonsense person in his arms and coaxed: "You, don't say that again in the future, I don't like it."

After a pause, he quietly added: "If there is no novelty, I have to worry about it. I am afraid that one day when you wake up, you will turn around and leave gracefully."

Wen Mo stopped making noise, and lay quietly in her arms.For a long time, he whispered in his ear very softly: "You lie on me tonight, and I won't talk about it in the future, okay?"

In a word, Zuo Jin, who was forced to sit still, had successfully made his neck flush with a charming blush, and his whole body was so stiff that he didn't know what to do.

Wen Mo bit her earball once and for all, and muttered indistinctly: "Ms. Zuo doesn't even touch me, do you want others to touch me?"

"No." Zuo Jin answered the words very quickly. After finishing speaking, his face blushed even more, and he explained in a low voice: "You should not fluctuate too much. I consulted the doctor and said to minimize...reduce exercise on the bed .”

I have personally experienced that when doing something like that, Ms. Wen will force my mind to empty, my heart to beat extremely fast, and my body will...

The more I thought about it, the more thirsty my mouth became, so I hurriedly cut off the memories.

"It's the reduction, it's not that I can't. Can you bear to see me suffer?" Wen Mo, who was speaking, writhed in her arms limply.

In the past, I had no desires and desires, and I didn’t need to relieve my physical needs; now I am surrounded by beauties, but I am dissatisfied with my desires, and I have had sex dreams several times!

The bodies that are already in close contact are now even more intimate, squeezing each other tenderly, exuding indescribable joy and throbbing.

"You...don't move around." Zuo Jin stuttered as he spoke, feeling like a furnace that might explode at any moment, "I want to watch the news—————"

The sudden groaning came to an abrupt end in self-control.

Zuo Jin, who was attacked by the thieves, approached her limply, and said angrily, "You...be more serious, okay?"

Wen Mo, who hadn't been slapped away, bent his eyebrows and made every effort, just liked Ms. Zuo's duplicity in love and affairs, which was very annoying.

The news broadcast was still playing. Hearing the correct and decent voice, Zuo Jin was extremely ashamed. He pushed the unsuspecting Wen Mo aside, and quickly picked up the remote control to turn off the TV.

In a room without extra sounds, it seems that even the heartbeat of the other party can be heard.

Zuo Jin looked back and saw Ms. Wen lying on the sofa, her mouth was flattened, her beautiful brown eyes blinked watery, as if she was silently accusing.

Silent is better than sound!

If fans see it, they will be surprised, and at the same time they will hold their hearts and shout: Zai Zai, Ma Ma loves you, come and hug

Zuo Jin, who was looking down, felt a little itchy in his heart.At this moment, I really want to lean over and touch Ms. Wen's head, like treating a milk cat.

This idea turned and turned in my mind, but after all, I was reserved and didn't take action.

In Wen Mo's eyes, it was Ms. Zuo who stood there with her head bowed in thought, then turned around and left mercilessly, ignoring her pleas.

Immediately, he said in a very sad way: "The love and time from the time I was young to this time, after all, I paid for it by mistake!"

Zuo Jin, who had just walked a few steps, twitched the corners of his lips uncontrollably for the first time: Ms. Wen...is too much!

The steps he took were withdrawn, the hand hanging by his side involuntarily pinched the trouser leg, his lips moved several times, and he forced out a few words, the voice was so low that it was almost inaudible.

"I... go get... the fingertips."

The last word was completely silent, only the lips moved slightly.

These days, although she has not actually operated it, she has Ms. Wen's personal teaching and private supplementary knowledge. She still knows that when doing something, what to use can improve health and safety.

A low, soft voice fell into Wen Mo's ear canal, the pretense of misery on his face just now had dissipated without a trace, he approached her with a smile, poked his fingers at the waist, and then made a circle , rather embarrassingly bluntly said:

"I like Ms. Zuo...the skin of her fingers...it feels so good—"

Taking the initiative to ask for sex like Wen Mo, she was also ashamed, behind Zuo Jin, her face blushed and she lowered her head.