The beauty of the fishing department has become a heartthrob in love

Chapter 43 Sweet

"But that was all in the past. Now that I think about it, my health is the most important thing. I will eat when I am hungry so that I won't starve myself." Yan Qingyao scooped a large spoonful of porridge into her mouth.

Ye Xing felt that she was honest and cute, completely different from the one in the play, and asked, "Is Paradise Game your first play?"

"Of course not." Yan Qingyao swallowed the porridge with a sip, "I have done a lot of tricks before, and I was working part-time when I was in college. It's been about three years. After that, I slowly picked up some girls, three girls and four girls. The role of Paradise Game is my first heroine role."

"The plot of that drama is very good." Ye Xing paused, and said, "I said I watched it before, and I really did. You acted very well in it. I really mean it."

Yan Qingyao didn't take his previous attitude to heart at all, and said with a smile, "Actually, the role is very different from myself. I belong to immersive acting. When I act, observe my daily behavior, and she is very chic." The kind of rustle that takes off."

I can tell, Ye Xing thought, not only is Yan Qingyao different from the one in the play, she can't even judge a person by their appearance.

Mingming has Zhang Mingyan's face, and has a soft personality. When we first met, he asked questions overly enthusiastically, and looked at people with a soft and flattering look.

It is easy to misunderstand whether she has ulterior motives.

When Ye Xing first appeared on the show, without knowing the rules, he was dragged by some female artists to hype up the popularity of CP. He was tricked a few times. After that, he became used to being vigilant, and kept away from everyone who came up for no reason.

But some people don't know until they understand it, such as Yan Qingyao.

Not only is she gentle, she also has a magnanimity that doesn't care about anything, and she is tough when she crosses the bottom line.

"Your gift, I will also take good care of it." Ye Xing suddenly felt a little embarrassed. When he spoke, he lowered his eyes and poked the spoon in his hand into the porridge bowl. "And it's not without return, it's just I didn't bring it to the castle, wait for me to find you after the show is recorded."

"Is it a surprise?" Yan Qingyao stared at him with bright eyes.

"En." Ye Xing cast his eyes randomly, and suddenly felt the emotion of shyness without a teacher, "You remember to wait for me to find you when the time comes."

After all, both of them may be eliminated during the game, Ye Xing worried that Yan Qingyao would leave first.

"Don't worry, I'll wait." Yan Qingyao responded with a smile, and then leaned forward again, "Is your stomach feeling better?"

"It's much better." Ye Xing buried his head lower, he didn't know why he didn't dare to meet Yan Qingyao's warm gaze, "It doesn't hurt anymore."

"That's good." Yan Qingyao said, "You see, I said that drinking hot ones is useful, and I'll take some stomach-nourishing medicine when I go back later. I'll find it for you."

"En." Ye Xing responded, thought for a while and said, "The porridge you make is delicious."

"That proves that the cooking class I chose is not bad." Yan Qingyao was visibly happy, "I will learn some other dishes in the future, and you can try them for me then."

Ye Xing slowly raised his head, looked at the smile on her face, and suddenly felt a kind of sympathetic joy, "I also cook a lot of dishes, and I will cook them for you when I have time."

"Okay, why don't we make an appointment for a cooking competition another day?" Yan Qingyao thought suddenly.

Sounds like an agreed private date.

Ye Xing's face was a little hot, and he pressed the back of his hand to his right cheek, "You can come to my house when the time comes, my house is relatively big."

"Okay." Yan Qingyao readily agreed, "The house I rent is relatively small, and I really can't do it well. I'll go buy vegetables then."

"En." Ye Xing lowered his head and took a sip of the porridge, suddenly feeling that the porridge was a bit sweet.

(End of this chapter)