Chapter 8 Back to Before Liberation 4
Suddenly there was a group of people commotion on the other side of the crew. Lan Piaopiao stretched her neck and glanced over there. A group of people circled around something. She simply lost interest and started to do it again. She doesn't care about strange things, she is waiting for that touching bowl of chicken soup.

Mu Ningzheng, I won't be moved by your bowl of chicken soup this time!
"Piao Piao, when are we leaving?" Wen Guo saw that the scene just now was filmed wonderfully, and considering that Piao Piao had only just been discharged from the hospital, she should have more rest, so she urged her to call it a day.

Lan Piaopiao raised his wrist to check the time, the sun was almost setting, why hasn't the bowl of chicken soup been delivered yet?Could it be that she traveled back to five years ago and things no longer developed as before?
"Wait another 5 minutes..."

Time passed by every minute and every second, what should the staff in the crew be busy with, no one paid attention to Wen Guo and Lan Piaopiao who were standing in the corner, occasionally a few people who saw them thought to themselves, why not Didn't leave?
Received surprised looks from others, Wen Guo pulled Lan Piaopiao to stand up, if they didn't leave, people would think they were willing to stay here, "Piaopiao, let's go, I want to rest and go home and rest."

Lan Piaopiao licked her lower lip, her lips were pink and tender, watery, strange, did she lose her memory?That bowl of chicken soup appeared on the crew of "Li Ge"...

Forget it, she's waiting here and the rest of the crew thought she was stuck here.

Lan Piaopiao and Wen Guo packed up their things and were about to leave——

"Piao Piao!" A gentle and gentle voice sounded in his ears. Even after five years, Lan Piao Piao still felt numb all over after listening to it, and his whole body was intoxicated by that gentle voice.

Turning around slowly, looking back with a smile, her eyebrows and eyes are exquisite, and the corners of her lips are fluttering, she deliberately ignores everything, thinking in her heart that she only cares about the bowl of chicken soup, but Mu Ningzheng, who is a little down in front of her eyes, has a thin layer of sweat on her forehead, There was also some mist on his face, holding a thermos in both hands, and smiling at her warmly, the expression in his eyes seemed to see his true love.

Lan Piaopiao blinked, blinked, trying to forget the scene just now, Lan Piaopiao, are you stupid?Don't be fooled by the behavior of this man in front of you. If you sink again, you will still be dumped after four years!
"Piao Piao, I heard that you were drowning, so I hurried back. I made chicken soup for you. You can drink some." Mu Ning was gently holding his thermos, unscrewing the lid lightly, steaming The hot air turned up and wet the blue fluttering curled eyelashes.

The scene of Lan Ruolan walking out of the bathroom of Mu Ningzheng's home suddenly flashed before his eyes. Suddenly, Lan Piaopiao pushed the thermos away, turned his head calmly, ignoring the gentleness on his face.

"I don't like chicken soup!"

Mu Ning was stunned for a moment, and a smile appeared on his embarrassed forehead. He remembered that Piao Piao liked to drink chicken soup, and he liked his cooking the most.

Wen Guo couldn't wait to slap his best friend on the head twice, why is this girl so abnormal today?First he reached out to take a taxi, then he stayed with the film crew, and now he is so indifferent to Mu Ningzheng.Is Piao Piao crazy?

I don't know how many people in the circle of friends are saying that Lan Piaopiao is lucky to meet such a good man as Mu Ningzheng.

"Piao Piao, they came back from Nepal and specially cooked chicken soup for you." Wen Guo kindly reminded.

"You want to drink it for you..." Lan Piaopiao coldly took the thermos from Mu Ning's forehand and stuffed it into Wen Guo's hand.

(End of this chapter)

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