The president of the rebirth of the movie queen lives next door

Chapter 2060 Hot Milk and Iced Milk

Through a very beautiful and elegant courtyard, a main door made of sunken wood is being opened.

The video camera passed the green plants all the way, and now it hastily aimed at the door, so a slender figure was reflected.

He is wearing a white sweatshirt and gray trousers. It is reasonable to say that the trousers should be designed to pile up on the feet after wearing them, which just shows a lazy homey feeling, but he wears these trousers. The short ankles make people have to notice the amazing and eye-catching length of the legs.

The man should have just woken up and washed his face, there are still a few drops of water on his chin, and his messy forehead hair is also slightly damp.

He glanced at the recording team, including the camera of course, and nodded slightly,
"Morning, come in."

"Good morning."

The man turned around and walked in. The staff of the recording team lowered their heads and saw several pairs of disposable slippers neatly arranged at the door. It seemed that they had made preparations before. They bought slippers instead of shoe covers, indicating that the owner was It is very particular, and you can see the love for this home.

Several people changed their shoes one after another, and walked into this big house that looked extraordinarily beautiful from the outside.

The man took a jug of water from the water purifier, put a plate of water glasses into the living room, and began to pour water for them.

Several staff thanked them almost in panic, and took the cups one by one like a queue.

At any rate, some of the more courageous people asked,
"Mr. Cheng, isn't Pianli up yet?"

"get up,"

The man slightly hooked the corner of his lower lip,
"She got up earlier than me today, and she is still washing up, and she will come down in a while."

It is written in the planning book that the program mainly records their daily life, so in fact, there is no need for the guests to have too much interaction with the program group. How they usually live is just how they live in the camera.

Shen Pianxuan said this to Cheng Zhiyuan yesterday, so he didn't greet anyone too much, he just said politely, and then turned and went into the kitchen.

The recording team began to divide the work. Some people were responsible for installing the cameras in several places, such as the kitchen, living room, backyard, and front door, and others were responsible for pointing the lens at Cheng Zhiyuan.

He just washed the fruits and put them in the fruit bowl, and now he is baking bread. He also fried an egg and warmed a glass of milk. The technique is very skillful, and it seems that he often does it.

When the toast dinged, there were footsteps upstairs on time.

Not light or heavy, he ran across the corridor crackling, sounding cheerful and making people want to smile unconsciously.

The man with his head bowed in the camera then bent his lips in the morning light.

The footsteps ran down the stairs all the way, there was a pause, and then a heavy voice sounded,
"Morning."

As early as the sound of footsteps, the camera pointed at the stairs, and at this moment, her smiling face was recorded.

Shen Pianlu smiled at all the recording crew very naturally, and then went into the kitchen, took an apple from the fruit plate that the man had just set up, took a bite, and walked around the kitchen in a serious manner while eating. Then, looking at the steaming milk in Cheng Zhiyuan's hands, he immediately let out a shameless wail,
"Oh I don't want to drink hot—"

Cheng Zhiyuan served the breakfast on the table with a peaceful attitude.
"No."

"Who wants to drink hot milk in summer—"

"you."

Shen Pina: ...

This is the first time that I don't know how many protests and protests have failed.

Anyway, Ms. Shen has to come here every morning when she wakes up, and in the end she still has to frown and mutter, but honestly drinks the hot milk, like a primary school student.

(End of this chapter)