The two stopped their "discussion" only when they heard footsteps behind them. Wen Jiu shook his head, feeling his eyelids drooping.
"What's wrong?" Feng Chi asked with concern. "Are you feeling unwell?"
"No," Wen Jiu yawned, "I just feel like my brain is starting to work."
puff!
God, use your brain!
Feng Yuan couldn't resist and reached out to ruffle Wen Jiu's hair. He quickly withdrew his hand before Feng Chi could react, barely managing to satisfy his urge to do so.
"Brother! Sister-in-law!" Shen Huaian waved to everyone, "Wow, his Lasting is still there!"
Feng Yuan curled his lip and feigned anger, saying, "Call me brother-in-law!"
Shen Huaian, confident in his sharp eyes, knew he wouldn't stand in the wrong place. "Sister-in-law!"
"Brother-in-law!"
"Sister in law!"
"..."
"Tsk!" Feng Yuan gradually became irritable, but unwilling to ruin the good impression he had of Wen Jiu, he suppressed his temper and smiled as he used his trump card on the little boy, "I heard you also like riding motorcycles?"
"How?"
"Me too, that's perfect."
Feng Yuan tossed his silver hair; his high ponytail accentuated his handsome and dashing appearance, exuding a vibrant and unrestrained charm. "Shall we have a competition another day?"
Shen Huaian's eyes lit up.
If Feng Yuan offered to give it to him, Shen Huaian might not be so excited, since he already has enough motorcycles in his garage and doesn't need Feng Yuan's.
But when it comes to racing, he's wide awake.
"Shall we compete?" Feng Yuan twirled the silver lighter in his hand. "If I win, you'll have to call me brother-in-law from now on, and you'll even have to let me ride your concubine."
Shen Huaian, who loves his car more than anything, said, "... If I win, you won't have the right to call me 'sister-in-law' anymore!"
"And I'll ride your concubine for a week!"
"Make a deal."
Shen Qianshan:...
"This is a gamble with my honor!" Wen Xiaojiu's inner chuunibyou (middle school syndrome) was burning brightly as she raised her hand to volunteer, "Then I'll be the notary!"
Neither of them had any objections, and the matter was settled.
After everyone had come out, they didn't leave; instead, they blocked the exit, waiting for their prey to come to them.
Finally, under the pretext of punishment, he managed to treat the entire production team to a lavish barbecue feast.
Set up a long table, light a charcoal fire, prepare sauces and ingredients, and open a row of fruit wines and a row of beers.
Feeling great!
"Hiss! Hiss!" With enough people to grill the meat, Wen Jiu was pressed down by Feng Chi to sit on a small stool to rest. He couldn't stay idle, and seeing everyone busy, his eyes darted around.
I called the cameraman over and had him walk around the table with me, and even asked him to cut to a close-up.
Scallops, oysters, spicy crayfish, spicy beef, spicy ribs... slurp!
Wen Jiu's mouth watered as she talked, and she swallowed a bite before continuing to chatter, "Lamb skewers, chicken legs, chicken wings, spicy roasted whole chicken, cold beef tripe salad, and a main dish of crab roe vermicelli..."
[Enough! Stop talking! If you say another word, my friend is going to break down! (screams) (breathes fire)]
[Great, this time my wicked wife really got away with it here. [Sharpening knife][Sharpening knife][Sharpening knife]]
[Damn cameraman, I advise you to be sensible and move the camera away!]
[Ughhhh, I'm on a diet! Does anyone understand?! Does anyone understand!!!]
[Someone come here! Tell him to shut up his disgusting face!]
How to press?
[What to do when your wife is naughty? Just do it with Chaochao (smile)]
[Heh, you think you can tempt me? I've already served the vegetable salad, let's see who eats it the best!]
As it turns out, no one can eat as well as Wen Xiaojiu, the "cooking geezer".
Mmm... it tastes so good!
Wen Jiu took a big bite of the chicken leg. The skin was crispy, and with a slurp, the tender and juicy chicken meat inside was revealed. The spicy aroma seemed to travel through the screen and into her nose!
Netizens were drooling!
"Have a bite of this." Feng Chi peeled the lobster, dipped it in sauce, and held it to his lips. "I put it extra spicy."
"Mmm!" Wen Jiu ate directly from his hand, her peach blossom eyes squinting happily. "It smells so good! And the texture is amazing!"
Little Hubby Feng was delighted, her eyes lowered as she smiled obediently and gently, "I'm glad you like it."
"I love it!" Wen Jiu said, switching the chicken leg in her hand to the other side to feed him, "Try this!"
Feng Chi grabbed Wen Jiu's wrist with his other clean hand and deliberately bit the spot where Wen Jiu had bitten him before.
Wen Jiu's attention was entirely focused on the other person's clothes, and she fed him very carefully, a stark contrast to her own boisterous way of biting into meat.
"Be careful not to get your clothes dirty, my hands are covered in oil."
"Not dirty." Feng Chi chewed slowly, like a large, lazy, and satisfied dog. "It's delicious."
The crowd. "..."
Help! Someone's abusing a dog here!
"Hehe! Right?" Wen Jiu was so engrossed in the world of food that she didn't notice the awkward atmosphere at all.
He took a big gulp, intending to finish the rest, but he overestimated his mouth, and oil dripped from the corner of his lips.
Feng Chi immediately took out a wet wipe and cleaned him up.
"Waaaah, Feng Chi, you're so kind!" Wen Jiu said, "Get me another bottle of wine too."
Feng Chi considerately opened a bottle of low-alcohol fruit beer for him. "Take it easy."
"..." Lin Changfeng put down the skewer, finally losing his patience, and said, "That's enough, you two, have a little more restraint."
Wen Jiu, completely oblivious, continued to munch on the meat, finishing with a sip of beer and a contented sigh, "Ah~"
Feng Chi barely spared him a glance before continuing to serve his wife her meal.
Lin Changfeng:...
Is anyone going to do something about this?
[ Lin Fox looks like he's about to break!]
[I can't laugh, not even a little bit. Why did I even click on this live stream?!]
[My wife is eating so heartily, and to make matters worse, they're showing off their relationship!]
As the saying goes, "You love your own brother, "Shen Huaian used his chopsticks to move all the meat to the front of the skewer and handed it to Lin Changfeng.
"Here, lamb skewers."
Lin Changfeng looked at him with delight, " An'an..."
Shen Huaian turned his face away, his ears burning hot. "Want some?"
"Eat, eat, eat!" Lin Fox swung its tail like a propeller, then lunged forward and took a huge bite!
I'm so happy I could melt!
"So tender and fragrant! An'an, your cooking skills are amazing!"
Knowing that his own child had grilled the lamb skewers, Lin Changfeng immediately gave a thumbs up, "They're delicious!"
Shen Huaian snorted, "Of course!"
The netizens who were feeling sorry for Lin Fox just a moment ago instantly abandoned their inappropriate sympathy.
hateful!
It's all my wife's fault for eating so heartily that they all forgot this is a dating show, not a food program!
Shen Qianshan was carefully deboning the chicken drumsticks, his head bowed and his expression serious. Hearing his younger brother's voice, he looked over.
Suddenly, a skewer of beef appeared before me, steaming hot, with a tender layer of chili powder and cumin on the surface.
Shen Qianshan turned his head.
Feng Yuan rested her chin on one hand, her silver hair falling naturally, and she held a long slip of paper in her hand.
With a beaming smile, she said, "Eat up, why are you looking at me?"
nice.
Just sitting there, even the background became blurry.
As if possessed, Shen Qianshan lowered his head, leaned over, and took a bite.
Feng Yuan smiled, her eyes crinkling slightly. "How was it?"
"It tastes good." Shen Qianshan pushed the bowl over; inside was boneless chicken thigh meat.
Feng Yuan blinked. "For me?"
Feng Yuan thought that the reason he was so meticulous in removing the bones was because he was carrying too much baggage and chose to remove all the bones before eating.
Shen Qianshan: "Hmm."
Help! His big dog is so cute!
Feng Yuan laughed heartily, in high spirits.
After laughing enough, she placed one foot on the wooden railing under the table and leaned against the man.
He tilted his head back, pried open the beer bottle, and started chugging it down!
Shen Qianshan was always upright, sitting with a straight posture. From his neck to his shoulders, his lines were sharp and clean, forming an extreme contrast with the casual and lazy Feng Yuan.
But when they sit together, they seem like a match made in heaven.
Those present silently stopped what they were doing, their eyes involuntarily drawn to them.
The bottle was quickly emptied.
Feng Yuan finished the bottle in one gulp, wiped the spilled wine from the corner of his mouth, and slammed the bottle down on the table!
Her smile was unrestrained, bright, and flamboyant.
It's easy to imagine how happy he was at that moment.
Who else is coming?