Little Master and Little Idol

On the way, the young master visited the class several times one after another, and every time he came, he came quietly, so as not to bring unnecessary trouble to the little idol.The little idol saw it in his eyes and kept it in his heart, and his mood became more and more subtle.

The young master came to visit the set again today when he was free, and sneaked into the set with the snacks and hand warmers he bought for the little idol.

It just so happened that the last scene of the little idol was finished today, and the last scene had just been filmed.

The on-site staff routinely congratulated the little idol on his successful completion. The director came over and patted the little idol on the shoulder, speaking earnestly and with a bit of sincere appreciation: "Young people have a good foundation and act well."

The little idol bowed, chatted with the director for a while, and then left the filming scene.

The young master didn't know that today was the last scene of the little idol. He stood there with a bunch of things and was a little nervous, as if he had caused trouble for the little idol for no reason.

"I...I'll throw it away. I didn't know you were going to wrap up today." The young master murmured, and a deep red mark was drawn on the finger holding the bag.

Seeing his appearance, the little idol replied in a strange way: "Take it to my house, haven't you eaten yet? Just have a meal together."

So the little idol once again saw the stars fall into the young master's eyes, brighter than the previous few times.

The little idol's house is rented. It's [-] square meters on the second ring road. It's quite spacious for one person, but it's a little cramped for two people.

His house is neat and tidy, with a simple decoration style, and the chandelier is turned on to cast warm yellow light, which adds a touch of warmth to the house.

"Is there anything you don't want to eat?" The little idol took out a new pair of slippers and put them in front of the young master, straightened up and asked him, with a gentle tone.

The young master stared at the pair of panda slippers and felt happy. He likes pandas the most, but he didn't expect the little idol to have panda slippers.

"I don't eat coriander." The young master replied shyly, blinking.

The little idol smiled: "Okay."

The young master hesitated as if he wanted to say something else, the little idol didn't miss his expression, and asked caringly, "Is there anything else you don't want to eat?"

The young master quickly looked up at him, then lowered his head again, his ears were a little red, "I don't want to eat green peppers or onions."

He said that the whole person was going to be steaming, and then said carefully: "Is it okay?"

The little idol couldn't help rubbing his hair. He paused when he touched the soft mass. When he retracted his hand, his fingertips seemed to still have a wonderful touch. He coughed lightly, "Of course."

The young master stood there completely dumbfounded.

Nan Nan touched my head just now?

After two seconds, the young master turned red from the top of his head to the soles of his feet.

The little idol has learned to cook from his mother since he was a child, and he probably has some talent for cooking. He has been able to cook well since he was a child.

The young master wanted to be more reserved at the beginning, but he couldn't care less about it later, he ate all the dishes and added two extra meals.

He leans back in his chair: Hiccup.

There was a smile in the little idol's eyes, and the young master hurriedly covered his mouth: "I didn't mean it, hiccup."

"It's okay, as long as you like it." I thought it would be difficult to say it, but at the moment when I said it naturally, the little idol felt a little relaxed and a little happy.

It was time for the young master to go home after dinner, but unexpectedly, it was raining heavily outside, and there was also a strong wind. As soon as he opened the door, he was blown by the wind and almost lost his balance.

Seeing this, the little idol hurriedly pulled him back to protect him, and then closed the door.

"Let's stay here tonight, it's not easy to go back in this weather." The little idol looked down at the young master.

The young master was dumbfounded: "Live... live here?"

"Ah."

The young master frowned and thought for a while, then secretly observed the expression of the little idol, and found that he was not unhappy, he was secretly relieved, and then said: "Then... I will trouble you tonight."

The little idol turned around and took out a new bed sheet, "But there is no guest room here, I'm afraid you will have to sleep with me tonight."