I bent after frying CP with my nemesis

The pot was boiled, pepper and peppercorns were rolling on the boiling liquid, and the wet heat was fumigated in front of everyone. Cheng Langqiu was holding the chopsticks tightly with his left hand, and the bluish-white knuckles silently revealed Cheng Langqiu's nervousness.

"Qiuqiu, come and eat." Fu Sheng greeted, Cheng Langqiu politely nodded to Fu Sheng.

"Xiaxia, help Qiuqiu with a piece of fat beef. I put it down just now, and it's just right now." Bai Shuiyao said to Kong Xia, but her eyes kept sticking to Cheng Langqiu's body, sticky Yes, it makes people feel uncomfortable.

Kong Xia hesitated for a moment, wondering if he should follow Bai Shuiyao's wishes to help Cheng Langqiu pick up vegetables, and felt that it seemed strange in such a scene, as if his wife was teaching him a lesson. It's the same as a small room that serves people.

Kong Xia got goosebumps from her brain numbness, how could Bai Shuiyao present a pair of courteous style so naturally?Did she know Cheng Langqiu before?Even if counted by the time of acquaintance, the main room should be Kong Xia!

Kong Xia didn't expect that she had been open and frank for 20 years, and had never encountered such a female competition scene like a house fight. Her first impression of Bai Shuiyao was quite good, and even when it was raining heavily, Kong Xia almost rushed to the scene. Went into the rain to pick her up.

Fortunately, Cheng Langqiu stopped Kong Xia, Kong Xia still remembered the temperature in Cheng Langqiu's palm at that time, warm and dry, gentle and reliable, just like now...

and many more!

Kong Xia sat upright and did not dare to move, her eyes glanced slightly to the lower left, under the thick log dining table, in a corner that no one saw, Cheng Langqiu's right hand rested quietly on Kong Xia's wrist, her hand was very tight. Thin and white.

Kong Xia swallowed subconsciously, her heartbeat accelerated suddenly, and it thumped straight to the eardrum.

Cheng Langqiu was reminding her not to be impatient or impulsive.

With a smile on his face, Cheng Langqiu calmly picked up the piece of fat beef that Bai Shuiyao said, stood up and leaned over to put the fat beef into Bai Shuiyao's own bowl.

"Mr. Bai is too polite. You don't have to pay so much attention to eating with us. If you don't eat now, Liu Congyang will eat everything you put in the pot later." Cheng Langqiu motioned Bai Shuiyao to visit Liu Congyang, and then The reporter was eating with a bowl at this time, his face was full of greasy.

"Thank you Qiuqiu." Bai Shuiyao was flattered.

But in the next second, her expression froze on her face like a dried plaster statue, and Cheng Langqiu dipped the chopsticks that had served her food into the glass of water at hand to rinse.

Kong Xia, who had witnessed the whole process, couldn't hold back a burst of laughter. Cheng Langqiu pinched her wrist lightly, and Kong Xia hurriedly held back. This was the first time she noticed that Cheng Langqiu looked sanctimonious. Yes, it's pretty bad on the inside.

Bai Shuiyao seemed to have completely died down after being so provoked by Cheng Langqiu. She must have panicked with embarrassment. Kong Xia couldn't figure out why she would back Cheng Langqiu. She only came to one episode of the show, so she couldn't be fired for CP. .This humiliation made Bai Shuiyao resentful, and she didn't dare to speak to Cheng Langqiu again throughout the meal.

But the crisis is far from resolved, because Cheng Langqiu has to face the boiling Sichuan spicy hot pot.

After rinsing the chopsticks with that glass of white water, Cheng Langqiu never touched them again. Like everyone else, she picked up the dishes and dipped the dishes in oil, and bragged with everyone that the hot pot meal prepared by everyone was extremely blissful.

But Kong Xia could tell that Cheng Langqiu's ears and neck were completely red where the foundation couldn't cover her, and beads of sweat were seeping from the tip of her forehead and nose. You have to grab the cold yogurt in front of you and take a sip.

Kong Xia was not in the mood to eat this meal, she ran to the kitchen to help Cheng Langqiu get yogurt twice, seeing Cheng Langqiu struggling on the dining table, she felt her throat hurt.

After eating almost, Liu Congyang took on the role of activating the atmosphere again. Everyone was in a mess, chatting about the friends they met after turning a few corners.They are all in the same circle, and the network of relationships is criss-crossed. As long as they want to talk, everyone knows each other.Bai Shuiyao seemed to have recovered, and she began to look at Cheng Langqiu again and again, intentionally or unintentionally, mentioning her experience of studying abroad, and mentioning that she had attended Master Vincent's music theory class.

Kong Xia doesn't know much about music theory. Kong Xia doesn't understand Bai Shuiyao's set of theories at all. She also can't understand why Bai Shuiyao, a young actor outside the third tier, travels all the way abroad to listen to music theory classes. Maybe she and Bai Shuiyao will never be from the same world, and Cheng Langqiu is the only singer among all the people sitting here, so there is no doubt about who Bai Shuiyao is speaking for.

But it's a pity that the words were intentional, but the listeners were unintentional. Cheng Langqiu held a bottle of yogurt just out of the refrigerator, and sipped it in a corner of the sofa. A layer of mist condensed on the outside of the bottle, and even water The beads trickle down.

It was finally late at night, and the rain outside the house was still continuous. Everyone yawned and dispersed. Kong Xia and Cheng Langqiu returned to the room on the second floor.

After closing the door, Kong Xia hurriedly looked at Cheng Langqiu, pointed at Cheng Langqiu's still red lips and asked, "Are you okay?"

"It's okay." Cheng Langqiu shook his head, his voice a little hoarse.

Seeing Kong Xia spinning around in a panic, Cheng Langqiu even laughed in a good mood: "Don't worry, my voice won't be broken."

"But those who rely on their throats to eat, don't they pay attention to these things, as if they don't even dare to have a little hot and cold stimulation."

"Am I that kind of person?" Cheng Langqiu blinked.

It was only belatedly that Kong Xia realized that Cheng Langqiu seemed to be different from those people in her impression who never left their thermos cups. Kong Xia had never seen how Cheng Langqiu took care of her voice.

"Why do you..." Kong Xia was a little puzzled.

"Perhaps, you can understand that I am very talented, and God chases after me to feed me." Cheng Langqiu smiled brightly, pretended to be a coward, and walked away, and went into the bathroom by himself.

After closing the door, blocking Kong Xia's sight from the bathroom, Cheng Langqiu leaned against the bathroom door, without a trace of a smile on his face.The white overhead light cast down from above, and Cheng Langqiu's face in the mirror was so pale that it turned blue.She clenched a fist against her lower abdomen, and squatted down slowly with her back against the bathroom door.

At this moment, Kong Xia who was outside the door was fiddling with his mobile phone boredly, when the manager's call came.

"Get ready, you don't need to go home after recording this episode, go directly to the training camp," manager Chen Yu's tone was very firm, without any room for negotiation, "Your group's performance is scheduled for next week, your variety show side I'll help you film the schedule, practice for a week and go directly to the stage, no problem, right?"

Kong Xia glanced at the bathroom subconsciously, Cheng Langqiu was taking a bath in it, did she know the news?

Kong Xia cleared his throat, and pretended to ask casually, "Is Cheng Langqiu going with me too?"

Chen Yu paused, as if she didn't expect Kong Xia to ask this. She was a little puzzled: "Are you going with her? I specially sent a car to pick you up. Why do you want to go with her car?"

The meaning of what Chen Yu said was that Cheng Langqiu was going to train with them next time, and it was true, after all, the combined stage was a big deal, as long as their limited group hadn't been disbanded, there was no reason for Cheng Langqiu not to participate in this kind of group activity.

They were going to stay in a closed space with Cheng Langqiu again, for a whole week, Kong Xia suddenly felt very good.

She said to Chen Yu: "Xiao Zhao is usually very busy. It is not easy to travel all the way here. I will go there with Qiuqiu's car."

Xiao Zhao was Chen Yu's assigned driver to Kong Xia, but he was not assigned to Kong Xia alone. Chen Yu's other artists, big and small, were all picked up by Xiao Zhao when they made announcements.

"Qiuqiu?" Chen Yu keenly grasped the point: "Since when have you two been so close?"

"Uh, it's easy to say. We keep calling it that way on the show. It seems that we have a good relationship, so I'm used to it." When Kong Xia said this, his eyes fluttered around, and he seemed extremely guilty. Fortunately, it was not a video call from Chen Yu. less than.

Can Kong Xia get used to it?She called Qiuqiu to her face every day, and secretly went to the various Cheng Langqiu fan groups to do archaeology. Every time she said three sentences with those fans, she couldn't leave Qiuqiu. Pressing a q on the input method can automatically associate Qiuqiu. .

Chen Yu always felt that Kong Xia's words were a bit strange, but he couldn't say exactly what was wrong. However, what Kong Xia said was good. Xiao Zhao has been going on and on for a while, and it's rare that Kong Xia knows how to sympathize with other employees now that he is popular.

"Then since she agrees, I won't care about you." Chen Yu said.

"Don't worry," Kong Xia nodded, "I've made an agreement with Qiuqiu."

Turning around and hanging up the phone, Cheng Langqiu came out of the shower, his face flushed red from the steam, looking extraordinarily beautiful.

Kong Xia was stunned, and almost forgot what he wanted to say.

She casually grabbed the half bottle of mineral water on the bedside table, took a sip of cold water, and regained her thoughts.

"Qiuqiu, let me discuss something with you." Kong Xia smiled obsequiously. If she had a tail, she would have already wagged it by now.

"You should know, we have to rush to the training camp after recording this episode, and it's time to fit the stage soon."

"I know, so?" Cheng Langqiu tilted his head to look at Kong Xia, with one hand behind his back, he quietly supported the low cabinet in the room.

"Hehe, I'm ashamed to say that Sister Chen doesn't want to bother me very much. You kindly take me in and let me go to the training camp with your car, okay?" Kong Xia dragged out her tone, much softer than her usual few.

Cheng Langqiu couldn't stand anymore, the veins in her hand holding the low cabinet were bulging, and she still kept a smile on her face: "Of course, you can go together in my car."

Kong Xia got the answer she wanted, and went to take a bath happily. She was not playing tricks on Chen Yu, she did agree to go with Cheng Langqiu, but the order was a little different, so it was considered No big deal.

Kong Xia walked briskly to the bathroom door, and when he opened the door, a gust of sweltering steam rushed over his face. It had been a few minutes since Cheng Langqiu finished washing, and the steam in the bathroom was still horribly hot.

Kong Xia muttered a few words: "Why do you wash in such hot water, no wonder your face turns red when you come out."

Cheng Langqiu watched Kong Xia enter the bathroom and close the door. She staggered towards her suitcase and left the hot water in the bathroom. The blush on her face disappeared quickly. She urged Kong Xia to take a bath quickly. I know I'm about to lose it.Cheng Langqiu dug out a board of ibuprofen from the interlayer of the suitcase, pulled out a capsule with trembling hands, didn't even have time to find water, and swallowed it dryly, his pale lips were tightly pressed together, even cracked. Small mouth.

She sat on the ground leaning on the suitcase, gritted her teeth, her wet hair wrapped in a towel was not dry at all, and there was even a fine layer of cold sweat on her forehead.

She drank too much cold stuff tonight.