Accidentally became the white moonlight of the sick girl's home

"There's something on your face?" Yu Antang didn't realize for a while: "What's there?"

Lu Zheran's smile became more and more wanton: "It's nothing, it's good to stick to it like this."

As soon as he heard the two words pasted, Yu Antang immediately understood.

After quickly running to the bathroom, Yu Antang finally saw the conspicuous sticker on his face in the mirror.

Hey!

He actually put "I love Lu Zheran" stickers all the way!

Thinking of how long he had been wearing this sticker while driving, shopping, and talking to Lu Zheran for so long, Yu Antang really wanted to hit him to death.

After taking off the stickers and throwing them into the trash can bitterly, Yu Antang washed his face several times, and finally came out of the bathroom grumbling.

"Twelve Layers of Treasure" was still playing on the small TV. Lu Zheran was sitting on the table with two steaming bowls of egg noodles in front of him.

Obviously one bowl belonged to Yu Antang.

Although he had been clamoring for Lu Zheran to boil an egg for himself before, but now seeing that Lu Zheran really put out the egg noodles for him, Yu Antang was inexplicably embarrassed.

After tentatively sitting down at the table, Yu Antang carefully observed Lu Zheran's expression.

"You really boiled eggs for me." Yu Antang's voice was like a mosquito.

"Well, it's because of your passionate confession." Lu Zheran raised his eyebrows, obviously he still hasn't forgotten Yu Antang's hands and stickers.

"Uh..." Yu Antang, who was still moved by the egg noodles just a second ago, immediately got black lines all over his head when he heard Lu Zheran's words.

"My sister put on that sticker for me, as well as the hand banner." Yu Antang was a little depressed: "I cried, made trouble, and hanged myself if I didn't agree with her. Anyway, I really didn't take the initiative to help you."

"I didn't say that you took the initiative." Lu Zheran glanced at Yu Antang casually: "But if you deliberately brought it up—"

"I'll just pretend that you really have no choice." Lu Zheran deliberately paused before continuing with the last sentence.

Although the tone of the tone sounded fine on the surface, there was something hidden about it, mocking Yu Antang for not having 300 taels of silver here.

"Uh..." Seeing that Yu Antang couldn't explain clearly at all, he had no choice but to keep his mouth shut and not bring up this topic again.

The egg noodles in the bowl tasted very good, after Yu Antang took a few mouthfuls, he subconsciously looked at the small TV.

It just so happened that what was playing inside was a picture of Lu Zheran and Yu Antang as a group, and now the two of them were sitting together eating and looking up, this scene was unavoidably strange.

Before that, Yu Antang didn't quite understand that "Twelve Layers of Treasure" was just an outdoor treasure hunting program that revealed secrets, and the first episode had just aired. Why did quite a few viewers feel that he and Lu Zheran had cp feelings.

It wasn't until now that he finally had the opportunity to sit down and watch the show that he suddenly understood.

Although he did go to the show with the purpose of speculating on CP with Lu Zheran at the beginning, but during the recording process, he did not deliberately have any intimate contact with Lu Zheran.

Except that at first he deliberately pulled the corner of his clothes to disgust Lu Zheran.

Lu Zheran's face was so stinky at the time, but in the eyes of the post-editing editor, it turned into the subtitles—

"The surface is cold, but the heart is full of joy."

And later, when he was drinking fruit wine during the task, Lu Zheran was obviously mocking him for his poor drinking capacity, but when it came to the post-editing editor, it became——

"Worried about Tang Tang, hard-spoken and soft-hearted."

Not to mention Lu Zheran's help during the confrontation with Zhou Yao, the two of them serving each other's food during the meal, and their active search after accidentally separating from the camera crew...

"Uh..." Yu Antang became more and more dumbfounded the more he watched, the most important thing is that these shots were all added with pink bubbles in post-production.

If it weren't for the fact that he knew that he was stupid and was not worthy of too much investment from the company, Yu Antang would have wondered if Huajia Entertainment bought the editor of "Twelve Layers of Treasure" with a large sum of money.

As the person who was originally committed to speculating on CP with Lu Zheran, Yu Antang himself felt a little underwhelmed.

Thinking about Lu Zheran again, Yu Antang guessed that he would really want to hit someone.

In order to prevent watching it any further, Lu Zheran would drop his chopsticks and leave, Yu Antang quickly took out the remote control and turned off the small TV with a black screen.

"Why is it turned off?" Lu Zheran, who was watching the show without changing his face, frowned.

"Eating...watching TV is not good!" After a pause, Yu Antang held back a high-sounding reason.

"I've finished eating, I can reopen it." Lu Zheran didn't quite cooperate with Yu Antang's clumsy excuse.

But Yu Antang hurriedly took two mouthfuls of noodles from his bowl, and protested softly, "I haven't finished eating yet."

"Then we can watch it together after you finish eating." Lu Zheran insisted, and even patiently stared at Yu Antang eating noodles.

Under his gaze, Yu Antang had no appetite at all, and said with a guilty conscience: "It's better...don't watch it, the editor of the show seems not very professional."

"That's it." Lu Zheran showed a look of incomprehension, "Then I don't know why it's not professional?"

"Uh..." Yu Antang choked unexpectedly, and after drinking several big saliva, he finally adjusted his mentality and said, "I think they always like to mix subtitles indiscriminately."

"Just like the few shots just now, the reality is not like that at all, but they insist on distorting your true thoughts." Yu Antang looked serious and upright.

"So you think my true thoughts are distorted by the subtitles?" Lu Zheran said softly.

"Yes." Yu Antang nodded, "You obviously despise me, and it's like being edited by them. Don't you think it's great?"

This time Lu Zheran didn't answer the conversation immediately, and laughed after a while: "It's not very good."

"It's as if you can have such an idea, it's also very good." Lu Zheran said again in a self-contained manner.

Yu Antang couldn't understand the meaning of Lu Zheran's words, so he asked confusedly, "What do you mean?"

"It's nothing." I don't know if it's Yu Antang's illusion, but the smile on Lu Zheran's face seems to be restrained.

"I have something to do next." Lu Zheran got up and glanced at the phone: "Let's go first."

"Leave now?" Yu Antang didn't react.

Lu Zheran, who had already walked to the door, looked sideways slightly when he heard the words. His cheeks were hidden in the dim light of the small rental house, and his beautiful and firm facial features were like ingenious works of art.

When Yu Antang looked at him, he just heard the other party sneer with ease: "What? Can't bear me?"

"Who doesn't want you anymore? Don't be narcissistic." Yu Antang, who thought there was something strange at first, retorted subconsciously when he heard this.

Lu Zheran just hooked his lips with an unclear expression, as always, as if he was smiling.