[Transmigration Book] Held in the palm of a superstar

The living room suddenly became quiet.

Silent.

Quan Zhilong collapsed on the sofa, playing with the phone in his hand, and looked at the house again.The kitchen is open, and the kitchen facilities can be seen from the living room.Slightly frowning, she kept complaining in her heart: It's too small, if there are a few more people standing, it will be very crowded.

Dissatisfied with her agency.

Look down at the sofa again, at least about 1.5 meters in length, and the width is okay, you can make it for one night.

He secretly made up his mind that he would change to a house three or four times bigger than it.

Thinking about it, he took out the assistant's phone and sent a text message.

Afterwards, I happily found the remote control, turned on the TV, and switched channels one by one.Nothing to watch, just boring.

When Qin Miyou came out, she saw this scene.

"..."

She walks very lightly, usually without any footsteps.But Quan Zhilong's ears were sharp, she turned her head after taking two steps, she was a little surprised, she was also very beautiful without makeup.

Is God's favored darling.

Slightly dazed.

Qin Miyou paused, tugged at the corners of her mouth, turned around and walked towards the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, and said, "There is no food in the refrigerator."

She forgot to buy it today.

I'm a little annoyed that she hasn't fully ordered this attribute in the past few days - shopping for vegetables and cooking.

Quan Zhilong: "Huh? Do you eat pasta?"

He only makes pasta.

Qin Miyou turned to look at him and nodded.With a move in his eyes, he asked curiously: "Quan Zhilong, don't you only know how to make pasta?"

After all, in the original world, her assistant was Quan Zhilong's little fan girl, who often secretly watched his videos, and once vaguely heard her mention Quan Zhilong's poor cooking skills.I just don't know if the author of this book has given Quan Zhilong private cooking skills.

After finishing speaking, he saw Quan Zhilong touching his nose and avoiding his eyes.

Feel guilty.

"Ha!" No way, my memory is too good.

"Then eat?" Quan Zhilong asked again awkwardly.

"Eat." The expression on her face remained the same, it was still indifferent, and there was no emotion. "Let's go, there is a Carrefour supermarket near the community."

As he spoke, he took out a new mask from the drawer of the TV cabinet and threw it to Quan Zhilong.And she herself went out with a plain face.

She was wearing white home clothes and chose a pair of sneakers of the same color, which was very casual.It feels like a couple with Quan Zhilong.

But she didn't know this herself, so she swaggered downstairs.

After all, she is not well-known at all now, and she doesn't need to do any camouflage. Unless she is going a long way, she will use a mask to defend against the smog.As for the distance to the supermarket, she thinks there is no need to wear a mask.

In a way, she's lazy.

But it does not include acting and home hygiene.

And another point is that both of them armed themselves to attract more attention.Thinking, she glanced at Quan Zhilong, who was all black. Except for two eyes, almost other parts of the skin were not exposed to the air.

Well, well, no one can tell.She doesn't want to be watched like a monkey.

At this time, Quan Zhilong suddenly raised his eyes, she looked into his line of sight, and her eyes met.

"Put on a mask." He said as he took out a new black mask from his pocket and handed it to her. "There is smog."

His Mandarin is not very standard, and it is even difficult to speak.But since he appeared, he has been speaking Mandarin to her almost all the time.

Because, do as the Romans do.

The sudden concern softened a corner of her heart, and she couldn't help but smile a little.He took the mask and put it on in one go.

A soft "thank you" and dispersed with the wind.

The corners of his mouth hung under the mask, he took a step behind her and entered the supermarket.

She doesn't like shopping in supermarkets, she always gets straight to the point.

"What kind of pasta?" She frowned slightly, looking at the many varieties of pasta, feeling a little confused.She casually glanced at the price list, stretched out her delicate and clean hand, took down the most expensive pasta and gave it to Quan Zhilong to choose.

It was his first time visiting a Chinese supermarket, and he had never seen some pasta brands at all.It can be said that he hardly knows which one to buy, because his assistant used to buy it.

Glancing at her who was confused, he finally chose the most expensive one decisively.

In his opinion, the more expensive the better the taste.So take the expensive ones, that's right.

As a novice in the kitchen, Qin Miyou silently pushed the shopping cart aside without making a sound.Because her ideas are the same as Quan Zhilong's! !

Then, he took the condiments needed for the pasta, bottles and cans, and piled up half a car.

The structure of the supermarket is relatively clear, and the classification is also very reasonable. After walking for a while, he took Qin Miyou to the fruit section and asked, "What do you like to eat?"

"Strawberry." Without even looking at it, he opened his mouth lightly.

"Okay, you wait for me here." Quan Zhilong looked over, there were more people in Strawberry, worried that she would bump into each other, so he decided not to let her pass.

She nodded.

Just being heard by an aunt behind them, seeing the man leave, she quickly smiled and said to Qin Miyou, "Oh, my husband loves me very much."

"..."

Seeing that Qin Miyou Gao Leng ignored her, the aunt gave a sly smile and left.

"..." Qin Miyou looked coldly at aunt's back, then turned to look at Quan Zhilong.He chose the strawberries very carefully, bought two boxes, and moved to buy some apples and oranges.

It never occurred to him that he would choose fruits so carefully, which was quite surprising.

His eyes softened, probably for the sake of the child.

"Okay, let's go." Quan Zhilong put the fruit into the shopping cart and asked Qin Miyou to walk beside him. He pushed the cart and went to the first floor to check out.

"An aunt praised you just now."

"Huh? What are you praising me for?"

"you guess?"

"..."

----

In spring in the capital, the smog is a bit serious.

Almost all passers-by on the road were wearing masks, looking down at the mobile phone in their hands, and walking on their own.Even if they walk together, there is almost no communication.

When they got home, Quan Zhilong took a large bag of things to the kitchen and put them in the refrigerator one by one.Qin Miyou came out after washing her face, walked over, picked up the strawberries on the table, and washed a box.

After all, he paid for it, so he can't let him wash it and bring it to her mouth, right?

Not good, not good.

"Are you hungry?"

"Ah."

"Then you wash the strawberries, eat some to rest your stomach, and I'll be ready soon." Quan Zhilong was still very sure about the pasta, so he skillfully turned on the fire to boil the water.

She nods.Wash the strawberries, put them in a plate, twist one and put it in your mouth.Well, very sweet.Squinting his eyes slightly, he ate another one.

His eyes fell on Quan Zhilong's body unintentionally, and when he saw him looking down seriously, his heart moved slightly.

In this world, no man cooks for her, although she knows he does it for her belly.

Putting aside her thoughts, she picked up a strawberry and put it in his mouth, but he opened his mouth and ate it without any reaction.

A sweet strawberry smell filled his taste buds before he realized it, and turned his head to look at her stiffly with a blank expression.

"The water is boiling."

"Ah—" He lifted the lid of the pot slightly in a hurry.

This scene was very dramatic. She gave a grin and left the kitchen with strawberries.

Not long after, Quan Zhilong's milk voice came from behind: "It's time to eat."

She walked over and saw that his face was no different.With a click in my heart, I looked down at the two golden bowls of pasta on the table, with tomatoes and tomato sauce on them, which looked very good.

"Well—delicious." This was her evaluation after taking the first bite. "Somewhat unexpected."

"As long as you like it." After all, he can only do this.

Qin Miyou looked at him, smiled back, and lowered her head to eat again.

"I don't know how to cook either." She suddenly said something, and he was stunned for a while before he realized it.

"Then you can ask auntie to cook."

"But I don't like having strangers in the house."

"Ah?" Quan Zhilong put down his fork and looked at her with some distress. "Let me learn to cook?"

She sneered and remained silent.

"I can learn."

She held her forehead and said, "You can find an assistant who can cook and get double salary, that's fine."

Huh?

Why didn't he think of it?What a smart girl.

"Okay." He remembered.

After the meal, Qin Miyou stopped the dishwasher.He didn't argue, after cleaning the table, he took out two oranges from the refrigerator, cut them up, put them on a plate, and brought them to the living room.

His attention was not on the TV, but on what was going on in the kitchen.Turning my mind, I took out my phone and wrote in the memo: Buy a dishwasher.

I'm relieved to see her come out.Returning your attention to the TV, you were taken aback for a moment.

"So you like watching cartoons?" There was a hint of teasing.

He laughed dryly and turned the channel quickly.

"Watch this." Movie Channel, an old British movie.

"Anything." The two looked at each other and started playing with their phones.Suddenly Qin Miyou felt darkness in front of her, and raised her eyes, Quan Zhilong was standing in front of her.

He looked confused.

She tilted her head, looked at him coldly, and raised her eyebrows.

"Excuse me, how do I use this?" He said, and handed her the phone.

At first glance, it is a popular food delivery software.The sofa beside him collapsed and he sat down. "Just now my assistant told me that food delivery can be ordered in China, and shared this app with me."

But he won't use it.

"You need to bind a bank card or Alipay first, and WeChat is also fine." Her voice was clear and clean, and it sounded very comfortable.

"WeChat?" He knows Alipay, and he heard his assistant popularize it when he came to work in China.He also saw the QR code for Alipay payment in the supermarket just now, it seems that he has to get one too.

"It's just a chat software." As she spoke, she downloaded it for him directly.

She was very patient, looking down at the screen, illuminating her delicate facial features, Quan Zhilong couldn't help but look twice before focusing on the phone.

He didn't see that when he looked down at the phone, the corners of Qin Miyou's mouth rose slightly.

"Let me tell you how to use the delivery software first, look at this..."

The operation is very simple, Quan Zhilong will be able to listen to it once.

"What about WeChat?" he asked.

Qin Miyou opened her WeChat and showed it to him. "WeChat can send voice calls or videos... No, you have Weibo, why don't you know about WeChat?"

looked at him suspiciously.

"I've heard of it before, but I didn't know about it. After all, most of my friends don't have WeChat." He shrugged helplessly.

"...Okay." Probably the setting in the original book.

She continued to tell him how to operate WeChat. Suddenly, the breathing around her became more and more obvious, and her forehead became sensitive and hot.She narrowed her eyes halfway, slapped his forehead with disgust, and pushed him away.

It turned out that their foreheads touched their foreheads.

Quan Zhilong curled his lips, it was unintentional to debate him at this time, would she believe it?

He moved his buttocks and said, "Can I add you as a WeChat friend?"

Um?I didn't expect to learn so fast.

"it is good."

The two became friends on WeChat.

----

Time passed bit by bit, the moon climbed up the starry sky and reflected on the window.

Qin Miyou's biological clock rang, she yawned, and went to take a bath first.

The bathroom was next to her bedroom, so after she finished it, she hugged a quilt and came out, said good night to him, and locked the door to sleep.

Quan Zhilong looked at the quilt on the sofa, and resignedly plunged into it.

At about eleven o'clock, Qin Miyou had an additional message on his wechat.

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