Shadow of Chinese Entertainment

Chapter 70 Stealing food
After get off work every day, Hu Xiaobei would study or write for a few hours.

Around ten o'clock in the evening, if it wasn't raining, he would quietly go up to the roof.

In the dead of night, he opened his shadow wings and glided towards the distant mountains.

Perhaps due to scientific training, Hu Xiaobei made significant progress in strength in just a week or ten days.

He can already snatch and lift a barbell weighing more than 110 kilograms, which is equivalent to increasing his strength by 10 kilograms in the past 10 days.

In other words, Hu Xiaobei's virtual and real abilities can already demonstrate a force of at least 44 kilograms.

My physical fitness has improved, and my speed and endurance have also improved slightly, but it is not obvious.

In the studio, Hu Xiaobei looked at the weather outside the window. Tonight was very suitable for paragliding.

But before that, Hu Xiaobei had to keep an appointment.

He quickly arranged the work for the next day, then took Zhou Xiaowen up to the fifth floor and walked towards the suite of An Xiaoqian and her daughter.

Under Hu Xiaobei's arrangement, An Xiaoqian completed her exercise plan ahead of schedule today, so she was able to go home early.

It was also because of Hu Xiaobei's permission that she was able to have a decent dinner today.

After all, An Xiaoqian hadn't eaten any delicious meal for nearly ten days.

Liu Xiaoli was not idle. She specially borrowed the hotel's kitchen and cooked some home-cooked meals herself.

Compared to ordering food and treating guests directly at the hotel, this is naturally much more troublesome.

But in this day and age, there are also etiquettes for treating friends to a meal.

When you invite someone to dinner, no matter how often, the main conflict of interest between the two parties is always.

If the other person can cook for you personally and invite you to their home for home-cooked meals, then the relationship between you will be much closer than if you invite them to dinner outside.

Walking into the suite where An Xiaoqian and her daughter live, the spacious living room comes into view.

The thick beige carpet is spread out flatly, and it has just the right softness and resilience when stepped on.

The dark brown leather sofas are arranged in an orderly manner, and a few solid-colored pillows are randomly decorated, adding a touch of relaxation in the details.

In the center of the living room, a temporarily borrowed folding square table is quite eye-catching.

The white tablecloth hung naturally, with four sets of bowls and chopsticks neatly placed on it.

Open the lid, and you will see carefully prepared delicious dishes displayed in an orderly manner, and the steaming soup pot exudes an enticing aroma.

The meat and vegetable dishes were carefully arranged on the plate, with the glossy braised pork and the refreshing broccoli placed next to each other, the bright red luster and the fresh green color complementing each other.

The delicious shrimps are accompanied by crispy snow peas, and the pink, white and emerald green combination creates a refreshing color tone.

Next to it is a glass coffee table with a surface as smooth as a mirror, clearly reflecting the simple crystal chandelier above it. The light shining through makes the room more transparent and bright.

On one side of the living room, a large glass wall creates a sense of spaciousness. Heavy curtains are drawn on either side, leaving only a thin layer of gauze that flutters in the breeze.

Under the window, a pot of green ivy stands quietly, with its slender vines hanging naturally, adding a touch of vitality and vigor to the house.

On the other side, a set of simple solid wood low cabinets stands against the wall, and above the cabinets is a set of simple and elegant Kung Fu tea sets.

The meal had not started yet, but Hu Xiaobei was not shy at all. He picked up his chopsticks, picked up a piece of shiny, tender braised pork, and stuffed it into his mouth.

An Xiaoqian's eyes were wide open, full of surprise, but the corners of her mouth unconsciously rose, revealing a hint of joy.

She looked like she had caught your little pigtail, and quietly approached Hu Xiaobei, lowering her voice and saying, "Oh no...you are cheating~"

Hu Xiaobei sneered, still chewing meat with his cheeks bulging, and ignored her.

He just turned around and praised Liu Xiaoli, who was talking to Zhou Xiaowen behind him, loudly: "Well... Auntie, your braised pork is really well made. It tastes very good."

As she spoke, she smacked her lips deliberately, as if to confirm the aroma of the meat. Liu Xiaoli turned her head, a satisfied smile on her face: "As long as you like it, I'll make it for you in a few days."

An Xiaoqian stood there in shock, her mouth slightly open, a look of disbelief on her face. Just a few minutes ago, when she was eating secretly, her mother didn't say that...

She frowned until her eyebrows were almost twisted into knots and glared at Hu Xiaobei. Her eyes seemed to shoot the unfair treatment she had received at him like an arrow.

Hu Xiaobei chewed the fragrant braised pork proudly, his cheeks puffed out. He raised his eyebrows at An Xiaoqian, his eyes full of provocation.

How could An Xiaoqian bear it? She was so angry that she didn't even pick up the chopsticks. She stretched out her slender hand and reached directly to the plate and grabbed a piece of braised pork.

She raised her chin slightly, and with a bit of anger, she stuffed the whole piece of braised pork into her mouth.

Hu Xiaobei smiled contemptuously, and without turning back, he started to complain: "Auntie, Xixi eats the braised pork with her hands."

"Xixi, how can you be so rude? What did your mother teach you?" Liu Xiaoli's reproachful voice came at the right time, with obvious dissatisfaction in her voice.

This remark was like a bolt from the blue, shocking An Xiaoqian so much that she stood there in shock. She curled her lips in grievance, thinking that the braised pork was not good at all...

Her eyes shot out murderous intent, shooting straight at Hu Xiaobei.

I saw that he looked nonchalant and didn't want to hurt me at all.

An Xiaoqian turned around aggrievedly, her back to him, her shoulders trembling slightly.

Just when I was feeling sad, I saw Hu Xiaobei coming towards me again.

He stared at his own mouth chewing the braised pork, with a playful smile on his face, and asked jokingly, "Is it delicious?"

For a moment, An Xiaoqian didn't even want the fairy's bag anymore. Her little face turned red, and she raised her little fist and hit him.

Hu Xiaobei didn't dodge and took the punch head-on. He let out an "ouch" and then frowned with a painful expression on his face.

An Xiaoqian was slightly surprised and thought to herself that it didn't seem like she had to use much effort!
But at this moment, my mother's slightly dissatisfied voice came from behind: "Xixi, what's wrong? Can't I say a few words to you? And you're bullying Xiaobei!"

An Xiaoqian turned around with a look of grievance and tried to explain: "I didn't do that. It was obviously him who bullied me."

Hu Xiaobei gently rubbed his chest while defending An Xiaoqian: "Auntie, it's okay, it's okay. Xixi was just joking with me. It doesn't hurt at all, really..." He looked sensible and considerate.

Mom might not be able to tell the difference, but An Xiaoqian and Hu Xiaobei have been at odds so many times that how could she not know what was going on?

For a moment, An Xiaoqian felt as if she was a loyal minister who was wrongly accused, while her mother believed the words of a treacherous minister.

Alas, the villains are really in power!
Yes, I'm talking about you.

An Xiaoqian was like an annoyed little hedgehog at this moment, with her emotions written all over her face.

Her brows were furrowed, her eyes were wide open, and anger seemed to be accumulating in her black and white eyeballs. Her cheeks were puffed up like fluffy buns, and her pink little mouth was unconsciously pouting. Anyone who saw her would find her extremely cute.

She glared at Hu Xiaobei like this, as if she hoped to defeat her opponent with this fierce look.

That look seemed to say, "Xiao Beizi, just wait and see!"

After long-term contact with An Xiaoqian, Hu Xiaobei has become a man who has seen the world and does not blush or feel nervous because of this.

It’s just that a good man doesn’t fight with a woman, and it’s better to resolve a feud than to create one.

Why should I bother with her?

Hu Xiaobei picked up a piece of bright red and fragrant beer duck and raised it to An Xiaoqian's mouth with his hand.

An Xiaoqian kept her mouth tightly shut, but as the aroma of duck meat continued to enter her eyes, the anger in her eyes began to visibly subside, until the little bun lost all her anger and the corners of her mouth changed uncontrollably.

She then bit the duck meat with pretended reserve, but turned her face away proudly, snorting softly, indicating that she was still angry.

(End of this chapter)