After getting married, she is tender and soft

Chapter 208 Pillow Wind

Jiang Mu, who walked out of the window, looked sideways, with a smile flashing in the corner of his eyes.

Brats, it seems that they have never shown a smiling face in front of her, do they not like her?

Weird kids.

Ge Ping: "Let's go now?"

Jiang Mu: "Acquainted with friends for tea."

She left under Ge Ping's envious eyes, and contacted her friend who had afternoon tea after she got in the car. Not surprisingly, the 'friend' readily agreed.

Inside the teahouse.

The quiet sound of the guzheng was melodious, Jiang Mu brewed the third tea, and He Qi rushed in.

The white fingers put the teacup on the opposite side: "Sit."

He Qi sat down, leaned on the back of the chair carelessly and drank it down: "It's a little lighter."

"Then let the tea artist make a pot of Luo Han Guo that you like to drink?"

The job of the director is very throaty, and he often carries a large milliliter water bottle when recording programs, and the water in it is a herbal tea bag for clearing away heat and reducing fire.

"Forget it, you can make it easy." He Qi doesn't like to talk about scenes: "Tell me, what do you want me to do behind Xiao Junheng's back?"

Jiang Mu smiled slightly: "Don't worry, it's about work."

"Does Director He know Xing Qihang, the new variety show Xiao is preparing?"

He Qixing said, "I've heard it a few times."

Jiang Mu: "I am very optimistic about their plan. A few children from the studio should appear on stage, but there is no such opportunity."

The tea bowl landed on the solid wooden table, He Qi had a complicated expression on his face.

"I don't know why the director is willing to give this opportunity."

He Qimeng looked over, as if confirming her thoughts.

"I can't give you this chance, I'm going to ask Xiao Shi for it."

The reason why the opposite family is the opposite family is that there is a deep old grievance. He Qi and a certain director of the Xiao family had a dirty life, and they are still at odds.

Jiang Mu took a sip of tea unhurriedly: "Naturally, I want you to give me a chance to invite you out. Director He, are you interested in planning a new variety show to compete with Xiao Shi?"

The music of the guzheng is near and far away. The reason why He Qi has the reputation of "mad dog" is that the aggressive factor in his heart will always invade his brain.

The idea of ​​fighting Xiao's in the ring became more and more intense.

He Qi: "Ha, no wonder you asked me out, after all, it's for the newcomers in your studio."

Jiang Mu admitted frankly: "So, is Director He willing to give this opportunity?"

He Qi doesn't smoke, so he wants to smoke a cigarette to calm down at this time, the temptation is too great.

"Where is Xiao Junheng?"

"There is me."

It can be solved by blowing on the pillow, if it doesn't work once, just blow it a few more times, she won't suffer anyway.

The restaurant was separated from He Qi, it was still early, and Jiang Mu suddenly had a bold idea.

Wouldn't it be better to make a love dinner before blowing the pillow.

She was self-aware of her popularity, and she ordered errands to help buy vegetables, and picked vegetables and cut meat with a tablet.

Although she is not a child of a rich family, it is true that she has never been in a kitchen since she was a child. She is an adult and will not make low-level mistakes.

Good, no shells in the eggs, no hand cuts, no fryer.

Cook rice in a proper manner, fully armed before cooking, masks, sunglasses and gloves, and eat with your face in the future, so you can't disfigure your face.

Heat the pan, pour oil, and put green vegetables.

There was a stabbing sound, and the flames rose up in a flash.

Jiang Mu's glasses slipped down the bridge of his nose, and he stared dumbfounded, good guy, I didn't expect her to have the potential of a chef, and the flames shot up into the sky.

Knowing that she was at home today, Xiao Junheng got off work very early.

Walking into the entrance to change shoes, Yu Guangsao saw her car keys and found that she was at home, and he put on the slippers a lot faster.

The man stopped, sniffed the burnt smell in the air, and walked towards the kitchen with a frown.

(End of this chapter)