After I became the protagonist Bai Yueguang, I was in the Shura field [Transmigration Book]

Lin Huaiyun's heart was lifted to the sky by these words.

He hasn't been in a very high mood these past few days. Only when facing Qiao Ying did he pull himself together and pretend to be as gentle as before.

He has been quietly lost for the past few days. The time he has known Qiao Ying is not as good as that of Chang Jiao or Chu Yu. He has only seen the young man now, and he has never known his previous appearance.He had talked about Chu Yu on the home chat software, but in fact, he was no match for anyone else.

But now, Qiao Ying looked into his eyes and said, "Brother Lin, I'm fine. You don't have to care about me too much. Other people's comments can't hurt me. I don't care about them, so don't worry about me."

He paused, and deliberately told Lin Huaiyun, "I always only care about what I care about."

Lin Huaiyun couldn't help thinking, what does this mean, does Qiao Ying care about him... That's why she said this to him.

"Brother Lin, don't worry about me, I'm fine, I'm fine, so you should be fine too, so fine that there's nothing wrong with me."

Lin Huaiyun looked at him, nodded seriously and solemnly, "We are all fine."

Qiao Ying looked at him, remembering what he said before, the corners of her lips curled up, and she smiled with her lips pursed.

Outside the window behind him was the gray and dim rain, and the smile on his face was the only beautiful color.

Qiao Ying was hacked some time ago, and the matter of suddenly passing out during the barbecue almost became a knot in Lin Huaiyun's heart, especially that most of the people who scolded him were Lin Huaiyun's excessive fans, which really made him feel stuck in his throat.

He is grateful that these fans can like him, but hates them for insulting others because of themselves.

Wu Wenmei called him, checked the surveillance and found the person who splashed the paint, they were a few high school girls, they were aggrieved, they were all underage, at most they could only be educated and then let go.

But in fact, what is really aggrieved is that these little girls are his fans, and they blindly listened to other people's words, so they thought of doing things like splashing paint.

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Lin Huaiyun came back to her senses and found that Qiao Ying was also staring out the window in a daze, as if thinking about something, and smoothed Andrew with his hands.

He called softly: "Qiao Qiao, what are you thinking?"

Qiao Ying turned her head, with a hint of distress in her expression, "Brother Lin went back after recording the show, and wanted to join the filming group non-stop. I was wondering if I could visit the set."

Lin Huaiyun's expression was stunned by his words, "Visiting class?"

Qiao Ying nodded, and expressed her thoughts openly.

"They all said that my relationship with you is not good, but Brother Lin also knows that this is just what outsiders think. We can't really follow what they said. The relationship is not good, right? So I want to visit the class, the premise is that Lin Brother is willing."

Lin Huaiyun reacted and nodded, the smile on the corner of his lips became real, and his voice was gentle and gentle, biting each word.

"my pleasure."

Qiao Ying also imitated him, showing his second smile today, "Brother Lin, are you hungry? It's almost noon, I'll make a simple breakfast, it shouldn't taste too bad."

Lin Huaiyun nodded subconsciously. He drank a glass of water when he got up in the morning, and his stomach was empty.

Qiao Ying carefully picked up Andrew from his lap, tried not to disturb it to sleep, and put the little guy on Lin Huaiyun's lap.

"Brother Lin, wait for me for a while, and Andrew will ask you first."

Lin Huaiyun hugged Andrew, one person and one fox were still sitting in front of the French window, but his mood was turned upside down. Compared with the previous one, it was as if one was on the ground and the other was in the sky.

Qiao Qiao cooks for himself and cooks for him...

With Lin Huaiyun's brilliant effort, Qiao Ying has already entered the kitchen and started to get busy.

Jing Tong's room was close to the stairs, and she heard the sound of the kitchen upstairs. She was wearing her crayfish pajamas, and she floated down from upstairs in an astonishing posture.

So much so that when Qiao Ying turned around, she was really taken aback when she found that there was a "crayfish" at the door that was too tall for one person.

Jing Tong's gaze fell into the pot, with a smile on his face, "Junior brother, do you mind making more?"

Hearing the familiar voice, Qiao Ying recognized the person at the door as Jing Tong, his pupils dilated slightly, "Senior Sister Jing Tong, your pajamas... are so unique."

Jing Tong smugly said: "Isn't it very attractive? I have a whole set of pajamas for seafood dishes, but unfortunately, Sister Wu doesn't allow me to wear them. I saw the weather forecast yesterday and guessed that today's live broadcast will not be broadcasted, so I managed to put them on."

The seductive pajamas she talks about are completely different from the seductive pajamas that ordinary people understand, and it's fortunate that Jing Tong dared to say so directly.

Jing Tong stared helplessly at the food in his pot, and threatened with random reasons, "Little brother, I was woken up by your scent, you have to make me one, or I will tell the crayfish God, let you not eat crayfish in your next life."

Qiao Ying: "..."

He looked away, unable to bear to look directly, "I see, senior sister, are you going to wear your crayfish pajamas all day long?"

Jing Tong nodded indifferently, "If it's raining, you don't go out, and you don't need to broadcast live. Why can't you wear it?"

Qiao Ying rubbed his forehead, "Senior Sister, please help me go upstairs and ask if the rest of the people have breakfast, I will make it together." He added, "Anyway, I can only do this .”

Jing Tong ran upstairs flicking the lobster tail, and after a while, she ran down.

"Those two brothers have been with them for three years, playing games in the room, and the other two are planning to get up for Chinese food. Your brother is not there, and the other one is very fierce. I dare not knock on the door. Sister Ding Shuang should come down."

After she finished speaking, she ran to sit at the table.

Qiao Ying looked at her custom-made crayfish pajamas, and always felt like laughing. With a shake of her hand, she almost spilled too much flour into the bowl.

Ding Shuang came down from the stairs in a neat dress. She took out a jar of honey in the refrigerator to soak in water to drink, thanked Qiao Ying, straightened up, saw Qiao Ying's expressionless face, felt a little relieved, chatted As if to say to him: "I just dreamed that a crayfish the size of a person came to wake me up. It's really strange. I don't usually like seafood so much."

Qiao Ying: "..."

He really wanted to laugh this time, "Sister Ding Shuang, take a look at the restaurant."

Ding Shuang poured the last remaining layer of honey into the glass, looked up, and saw the crayfish she had just "dreamed about" sitting at the dining table, it was still alive.

Ding Shuang: "..."

She had a mysterious look on her face, "What is this thing? The crayfish crawled out after the heavy rain and the lake water swelled? But it can't be so big?"

Qiao Ying's voice was much lighter, "That's Jing Tong."

Before Ding Shuang could react, he said blankly, "Jing Tong turned into a lobster?"

Jing Tong faintly heard his name, turned around, and revealed a face that was almost covered by the crayfish shell, "Sister Ding Shuang! You call me?"

Ding Shuang realized it later, and was a little bit dumbfounded, "Why is this kid so whimsical?"

Among the people invited by the program group, the youngest is 23-year-old Qiao Ying, followed by the 24-year-old brothers, and then Jing Tong. The others are relatively older, no matter in which respect, they are all seniors .

Therefore, it is perfectly fine for Ding Shuang to call Jing Tong's child.

"She said that she has a whole set of custom pajamas for seafood dishes, which should be more than crayfish." Qiao Ying added.

Ding Shuang soaked the honey water and walked out with it.

After a while, Qiao Ying brought out the breakfast.

After all, it is a foreign country, and most of the staple food is bread. Qiao Ying made egg sesame pancakes and fried bacon, which are very simple.

When Lin Huaiyun sat at the dining table hugging the waking Andrew, his expression was the same as that of Ding Shuang, who couldn't laugh or cry.

On the contrary, Andrew was startled by the sudden appearance of the "huge monster", jumped out of Lin Huaiyun's arms, and returned to lie on the sofa again.

Jing Tong: "..."

She glanced down, her face wrinkled, "Didn't you say that small animals like food pajamas? Why am I dressed like this and Andrew still doesn't get close to me."

Qiao Ying exposed the truth cruelly, "A fox likes to eat chicken or fish, but it doesn't eat crayfish."

Jing Tong was silent for a moment, put down her breakfast and rushed upstairs to change into salted fish pajamas, happily waiting for Andrew to wag his tail at her and act coquettishly.

Qiao Ying raised her eyebrows slightly. It seems that the whole set of seafood pajamas she mentioned before is really true.

Andrew was awakened by the sound of footsteps, jumped off the sofa, walked over staggeringly, then jumped up under Jing Tong's expectant gaze, and jumped onto Qiao Ying's lap.

Jing Tong: "..."

Andrew rubbed the back of Qiao Ying's hand affectionately, turned around and lay down on his lap. This time, instead of holding his tail, he held Qiao Ying's hand instead. His big fiery red fluffy tail stretched back in a long strip The shape spread out and rested on Lin Huaiyun's lap nearby.

Lin Huaiyun smoothed his hairy tail, and the tip of the tail scratched his arm.

After breakfast, Qiao Ying put all the dishes in the sink, and carried Andrew upstairs.

He leaned down slightly, "Little Andrew, I have a task for you, please be obedient later."

Andrew seldom barks, and his tail wags, which basically represents its meaning.

Qiao Ying carried it into the room silently, then stood by the bed and put Andrew down on the bed.

Andrew was very energetic. As soon as his limbs landed on the ground, he climbed up along the ups and downs of the quilt, and then stepped on Chang Jiao's face mercilessly, stepping down hard with four hairy claws.

Chang Jiao was still in a daze when he was woken up by the trampling.

Qiao Ying carried Andrew back, which Pu Yu told him.

The fox is a very smart animal. As long as it sticks to Andrew's ear and says it's time to eat, it will jump on the face of the sleeping person and wake him up. Pu Yu has been trampled awake many times, all because of her bad taste Trained by mother.

Chang Jiao sat up from the bed, still at a loss, "Brother, what's wrong?"

Qiao Ying hugged Andrew, "What? Didn't you ask me to wake you up?"

Chang Jiao glanced at Andrew wagging his tail in his arms, took a deep breath, and said aggrievedly: "Brother, what I said was to let you wake me up, but the one who woke me up was obviously... this fox."

Qiao Ying glanced at him and said, "I put Andrew on it."

Chang Jiao: "..."

He secretly glanced at Andrew, who was shaking his head and acting coquettishly in Qiao Ying's arms, sulking, and got up from the bed.

"Brother, are you hungry?"

"I'm not hungry, I've eaten."

Chang Jiao paused, turned to look at him, his eyes were full of shock, and then the shock turned into grievance, "Brother, you didn't wait for me to have breakfast..."

Qiao Ying casually picked up the phone and glanced at it, "It's you who want to stay in bed, it's not that I didn't wait for you."

Chang Jiao pursed her mouth, and a thin layer of moist luster quickly appeared in her eyes.

Qiao Ying didn't raise her head, guessing how he would react, and pointed downstairs, "I made breakfast for you, and I went to the incubator to bring it out."

Just as Chang Jiao was about to be wronged, he paused when he heard the words, and the drooping eyelashes lifted again, and there was light inside, "Brother, what do you mean, did you make it for me?"

Qiao Ying nodded. Today's breakfast was indeed made by him, "Well, it's in the incubator."

Chang Jiao hurried back to the room and finished washing, then ran downstairs and took out breakfast from the incubator.

It was the same as he remembered, egg sesame pancakes, but it used to be dry canned luncheon meat, but now it has become bacon fried with sesame oil, and a cup of brewed milk.

It was the first time Qiao Ying went into the kitchen to make breakfast for Chang Jiao.

Chang Jiao knew that he could cook. In the orphanage, he used to sneak into the kitchen to cook food while the dean's old witch was away. Occasionally, Fu Guqing and other children would come to eat together, but the only one who was caught by the special He is the one who treats Chang Jiao.

Before Qiao Ying acquiesced that he couldn't cook, Chang Jiao was actually a little suspicious, but he didn't expose it, anyway, he didn't want others to eat Qiao Ying's dishes.

But this was the first time Qiao Ying cooked him breakfast after such a long time.

Significance.