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Seeing Pei Heming's stupid look, Song Bai suddenly felt guilty.

Is he too harsh on Pei Heming on weekdays, so that agreeing to a request can make him so happy.

How about...he will treat Pei Heming better in the future?

While Song Bai was meditating, Pei Heming came back to his senses, and his whole body was exuding joy.

Thinking of Song Bai agreeing to his request so easily, Pei Heming couldn't help feeling excited.

Not surprisingly, the day when he can eat meat should not be far away.

The more Pei Heming thought about it, the happier he became, and he laughed out loud when he didn't pay attention.

Hearing the laughter, Song Bai subconsciously raised his eyes and asked, "What are you laughing at?"

Pei Heming cleared his throat, "It's nothing, just happy."

Seeing Pei Heming laughing like the silly son of the landlord's family, Song Bai felt a little more guilty, "It shouldn't be."

Pei Heming smiled and said nothing.

It's boring to say some things too clearly, it's good that Song Bai didn't notice it.

Because he was worried that Ye Chang would have many dreams, after Pei Heming got permission, he asked people to move all his things here.

In this way, even if he and Song Bai had a dispute in the future, and the other party told him to go back to his room, he could still hold back on the grounds that all his things had been brought over.

Song Bai didn't know Pei Heming's small plan, and helped him pack his clothes during this period.

Seeing this, Pei Heming was so shocked that he rushed over and said, "No, you can just sit down. You must be exhausted after a day of filming."

After clearing everything, Pei Heming took a lot of effort to hold back the frenzied smile, and said calmly, "Honey, do you want to go out for dinner or eat here?"

Song Bai thought for a while, "Eat here."

After finishing speaking without giving Pei Heming a chance to speak, Song Bai said again: "Laugh if you want to. Holding it back is not good for your health."

To be honest, Song Bai didn't think it was such an honor to live with him.

But Pei Heming's appearance made him full of doubts.

Where is Pei Heming so happy?

He always felt that it was not as simple as it seemed on the surface.

Song Bai couldn't figure it out, but he didn't want to ask Pei Heming.

Because Song Bai could feel it, Pei Heming didn't want to tell him.

If he wanted to, Pei Heming wouldn't hold back his laughter.

Although Song Bai said that there is no need to hold back, Pei Heming worried that laughing too loudly would attract the attention of the other party, so he continued to hold back.

In order to divert his attention as soon as possible, Pei Heming did not ask his subordinates to order food this time, but to communicate with the hot pot restaurant in person through the contact information.

Song Bai was idle and had nothing to do, and after a day of shooting he was exhausted, so he lay down on the sofa and closed his eyes to rest his mind.

I have to say that a nice voice always has a little hypnotic effect.

Listening to Pei Heming's phone call with the person in charge of the hotpot restaurant, Song Bai was suddenly sleepy.

If it wasn't for being hungry and worrying about not eating, he would have fallen asleep directly.

Song Bai relied on his willpower to hold on for twenty minutes, when the long-awaited knock on the door finally rang.

When Pei Heming went to pick up the meal, Song Bai sat up and drank a glass of water, shaking his head in an attempt to wake himself up.

There was a sound of closing the door, Song Bai supported his head and asked, "What are you having for dinner tonight?"

Song Bai looked sleepy, which made Pei Heming helpless and funny to answer: "You said you want to eat hot pot, forgot?"

After being reminded by Pei Heming, Song Bai remembered this, "That's right, I'm so sleepy that I lost my memory."

Seeing Song Bai tired like this, Pei Heming's eyes were full of distress and he said: "How about I communicate with the crew and ask them not to arrange so many scenes for you?"

When Song Bai heard this, he refused without even thinking about it, "No, I've been delayed for half a month because of my injury, so I can't do anything special anymore."

Pei Heming thought for a while, "Are you afraid that the crew's funds are not enough?"

Before Song Bai could speak, Pei Heming said to himself, "I'll fill in the gaps for you."

Regarding this proposal, Song Bai was not as moved as Pei Heming imagined, but said with a look of disgust: "Pei Heming, please turn off the overlord mode, I just want to act honestly."

Under Song Bai's insistence, Pei Heming finally chose to give in, "All right."

After Pei Heming finished speaking, he opened the few bags he just brought in.

Immediately afterwards, he took out all the pots and pans, various ingredients, hot pot base, and a small stove.

Pei Heming tore open the packaging bag of the hot pot base material and was about to pour it into the pot when a little furry head popped up at his hand, "It smells so good~"

Hearing this, Pei Heming couldn't laugh or cry and said: "Little ancestor, I haven't started cooking yet."

"Then hurry up and cook." Song Bai swallowed, and his stomach let out a "gurgling" sound in a timely manner.

"Okay." Pei Heming's face was full of helplessness, and the gaze that fell on Song Bai was full of pampering that he didn't realize.

Song Bai disliked that Pei Heming's movements were not agile enough, so he rolled up his sleeves anxiously and joined the "battlefield".

With the concerted efforts of the two, everything was quickly fixed.

After that, the two of them just need to sit on the chair and wait for the bottom of the pot to boil.

As time goes by, the spicy and delicious smell of the bottom of the butter pot fills every corner of the room, which can be said to be quite domineering.

In contrast, on the other side, the sense of presence at the bottom of the three delicacies pot is much weaker.

But when it was boiled, Song Bai took a sip and found that it had a different flavor.

Song Bai secretly marveled while drinking the soup, "Pei Heming, there is something at the bottom of the three delicacies pot in this store."

Pei Heming was putting food into the pot, before he had time to taste it, he asked, "Really?"

Song Bai nodded, "Yes, it's different from many hot pot restaurants."

At the end, Song Bai scooped up a spoonful of soup and brought it to Pei Heming's mouth, "Taste it."

Pei Heming was taken aback, but still couldn't hide his surprise when he came back to his senses, "Thank you?"

Song Bai curled his lips, not hiding his dislike at all, "Your behavior makes me seem to treat you badly."

Pei Heming was well versed in the truth of saying too much and making mistakes, silently drank the soup on his lips, and stopped talking.

I don't know why, Pei Heming didn't look at him, which made Song Bai always feel like he was bullying him.

Condemned by his conscience, Song Bai picked up a spoon and filled a bowl for Pei Heming, and reached out for the chopsticks and ingredients in the other's hands: "I'll serve these dishes, you go and drink the soup."

As soon as these words came out, Pei Heming was startled.

Since they broke up, he has never seen Song Bai so gentle.

So much so that he wanted to go out to see if it was raining red in the sky.

This is simply more outrageous than pie in the sky.

After Song Bai finished speaking, he found that Pei Heming was standing there motionless, and couldn't help but remind him, "Give me the things."

Pei Heming reflexively handed it over.

After a while, he came back to his senses, his eyes still a little erratic.

Seeing Song Bai like this, Pei Heming couldn't help thinking of the past, every time he came home, Song Bai would wash his hands and make soup for him.

Thinking about it now, I was really happy at that time.

It's a pity that my brain is flooded, and I don't know the blessing in the blessing.

Fortunately, Song Bai was willing to give him another chance, otherwise he would regret it for the rest of his life.

When Pei Heming fell into memories for a long time and couldn't extricate himself, it was Song Bai's voice that pulled him out.

Since he couldn't hear Song Bai's words clearly, Pei Heming leaned over and asked, "What did you tell me just now?"

Song Bai rolled his eyes, tapped Pei Heming's bowl lightly with his chopsticks and said, "I told you to eat while it's hot."

After hearing this, Pei Heming looked down, only to realize that there were a few more pieces of beef in his bowl at some point.

Realizing that it was Song Bai who came in, Pei Heming's eyes were a little moved.

In the future, I can no longer call Song Bai "little heartless", this is obviously a considerate little padded jacket.

Pei Heming started to eat, and Song Bai muttered softly: "Why is this guy so weird today, did he take the wrong medicine?"

In view of the inconsistency in the brain circuits of the two, Song Bai quickly gave up thinking about this matter and focused on the hot pot.

Out of guilt, Song Bai didn't ask Pei Heming to take care of him like before for this meal, but took the initiative to take the responsibility of ordering and serving dishes.

Pei Heming was a little apprehensive at first, but he couldn't beat Song Bai, so he had to be obedient.

After finishing a meal, Pei Heming cleared away the things on the table, approached Song Bai with keen eyesight and asked, "Mr. Song, do you need massage service here?"

The corner of Song Bai's mouth twitched when he heard this, "When did you develop this business?"

Pei Heming replied solemnly: "This business is only open to you, and it has been kept secret before."

Seeing what Pei Heming said so seriously, Song Bai was in a good mood and acted with him, "Is that so..."

Song Bai didn't express his opinion, but Pei Heming urged in a hurry: "So do you need it?"

In line with the basic principle of "a good person will do it to the end, send the Buddha to the West", Song Bai decided to cooperate with the other party to continue the performance, "How do you charge?"

Pei Heming pretended to be thinking on purpose, and replied after a while: "Just a kiss is all it takes."

Song Bai sneered, "Good guy, cooperating with other people's family is cheating money, but yours is cheating sex?"

Pei Heming hastily argued: "There is no cheating, that's how our family charges."

Song Bai propped his chin and thought for a while, then got up and walked towards the bed, "All right."

Seeing Song Bai's cooperation, Pei Heming was so happy that his brows and eyes were full of smiles.

Pei Heming followed Song Bai, and told him as he walked over: "My guest, please go to the bed and lie down first, I need to get ready."

Song Bai muttered softly: "It's kind of like that."

About 2 minutes later, Song Bai felt that the side of the bed was sunken, so he turned his head to take a look.

I saw Pei Heming sitting by the bed, holding a bottle of essential oil in his hand.

Song Bai was stunned for a few seconds, "You're quite well prepared."

Pei Heming nodded with a smile and said, "It must, I am the best technician in our shop."

Song Bai curled his lips, "I'm afraid you are not the only technician in your shop."