Are you trying to tease me [Entertainment]

Chapter 51

"Actually, I think your skills may not be as good as you said..." Standing behind the workbench with Yu Fengqiao, Ye Yuanxi looked at the half squatting in front of the workbench and was still trying hard to toss his horrible "work of art" "People, "Mr. Yu, admit it, there are things you don't know."

Yu Fengqiao's hands were covered with messy raw materials, and now he was in a rare embarrassment, and now even his nose was splashed with chocolate, and now he stood up and shrugged, with a face full of frustration, and said very unwillingly Said: "Okay."

Ye Yuanxi contacted the owner in advance to arrange this dessert studio for a whole day.

The two have special identities, and they are destined not to hold hands and stroll outside like other couples.Ye Yuanxi thought for a while, then asked Fang Cuo to help him contact such a place.

This is a small dessert studio located on the side of the street, filled with the sweet smell of coffee and desserts all year round.

Now the sun outside is very good, shining through the window on the wooden tables and chairs inside, quiet and warm.

There were two tall men standing in the narrow kitchen, which seemed extremely crowded.

Seeing that the heads of the two people are almost reaching the ceiling, it is inevitable that they will bump into each other when they stretch their arms and legs. Even if they change their standing positions, they have to inform each other. move.

But they seem to be having a great time, and are always keen to walk by and give each other a shove.

It's best if you can add trouble, if you can't, then hug and kiss.

In short, do not suffer.

A pot of milk tea is being boiled in the corner of the kitchen. The mist is in the air, and it will slowly dissipate after a long time, and the aroma will spread to every corner.

From where the two of them stood, they could see a street connected to the park outside. On the cobbled road, there were mothers pushing strollers and old people walking slowly with a bag of daily necessities.

"Otherwise, I'll bake you a biscuit." Yu Fengqiao rolled up his sleeves, and after washing his hands, he was still very persistent in showing off his talent, "I really know how to do this."

"Okay." For this kind of delicate pastry work, Ye Yuanxi has completely given up after rubbing his hands full of flour. Right now, he is leaning on a high stool, using a brass The long-handled spoon picked the chocolate on top of the cake that Yu Fengqiao had made before and ate it.

"Actually, Fu Lang made me lose weight." Ye Yuanxi frowned and complained to Yu Fengqiao while eating, "Telling me to lose weight back to my previous appearance."

"Before? What was it like before?" Yu Fengqiao had already cleaned up the messy things on the table, and was washing her hands at the moment.

The temperature in the room was high, so he took off his sweater as soon as he came in, leaving only a white T-shirt inside, and now he was wearing a beige linen apron, pinching out a beautiful waistline.

"Didn't you really notice it?" Ye Yuanxi took another spoonful of chocolate and put it into his mouth, and smashed it twice in enjoyment, "I'm almost ten catties fatter than when I picked you up in the sea. "

The original Ye Yuanxi was a model. He had been abstaining from diet and exercising all year round. He had a slender and firm body, which was a typical example of looking good in anything, and even better without it.

The living habits of literary and art workers like Xi Yuan who stay indoors all year round are really different by eight hundred miles.

Although he also knows that he has to be on stage now, he is also stepping up his exercise and fitness.

嗏

Although the line is still slender, it is far from the thin pale beauty before.

The complexion is rosy and shiny, and it looks like it has been well-raised by the family.

In the words of the Internet, this is called the inevitable happiness and fatness of married men.

"Is there?" Yu Fengqiao didn't respond, and continued to knead the dough in her hands, and replied perfunctorily, "I look fine."

"But I'm going to go to the catwalk in two days." Ye Yuanxi reluctantly put down the spoon in his hand, and sighed, "Fu Lang wants us to be the finale, and I'll be ugly when I stand next to you." Get one."

The relationship between the two of them is actually in a semi-public state now, and the veil covering it has no meaning of existence, but there is no proper time to uncover it.

Except for the show, the two of them have never appeared together in public. Ye Yuanxi didn't want to be accused of being unworthy of Yu Fengqiao for this rare appearance together.

"No." Yu Fengqiao freed his hand, took the spoon Ye Yuanxi used just now and scooped a spoonful of chocolate for him, and put it into his mouth himself, "You look good no matter what."

"I think you are jealous of my beauty." Ye Yuanxi licked off the sugar on the spoon, and said vaguely, "You intentionally fatten me up."

"Yes, and then I'll eat you." Yu Fengqiao bent down to pre-set the oven, stood up with a smile and leaned over to kiss the corner of Ye Yuanxi's mouth.

He is not addicted to sweets, and most of the food he usually eats is light or even bitter.

But after meeting such a little ancestor who likes to eat sweets, it seems that he gradually got used to it.

"Will you fly with me in two days?" Ye Yuanxi stroked Yu Fengqiao's fingers, "Go to the United States to stay for a while, wait for me to record the song, and then go to filming after we finish the show, is there time? ?”

"It's in time." Yu Fengqiao was addicted to the chocolate on the corner of Ye Yuanxi's mouth, and responded with a smile, "Let Fang Cuo arrange it a long time ago."

His original plan was to fly to the United States to find Ye Yuanxi immediately after the end here, how could he know that the other party would come over by himself first.

"But I really want to lose weight." Ye Yuanxi pushed Yu Fengqiao away, touched the chocolate on the corner of his mouth, sighed and looked at the biscuits in the oven, and shook his head with his cheeks on his hand, "Wait for you to go to work, I’m going home to spend a few days with my son, and I’m about to join the crew, and the director’s requirements for posture are quite high.”

An actor who suffered from traveling during the war years should have been thin.

"It's okay." Yu Fengqiao patted Ye Yuanxi's back, stroked his butterfly bone up and down with a smile, "I'll be hungry with you."

"Fuck you, the few catties I managed to raise for you can be lost if you say so!?" Ye Yuanxi slapped him on the head with a "slap".

During the time at home, Ye Yuanxi almost took out his [-]-year-old housekeeping skills, changing Cantonese cuisine, Sichuan cuisine, and Hangbang cuisine, changing ways every day to give something to Yu Fengqiao, who had been settled for dinner by coffee. come to eat.

"I swear, in the past ten years, I didn't work so hard to cook for Luo Jia." Ye Yuanxi walked on the road with the biscuits baked by Yu Fengqiao in his mouth, and broke up with Yu Fengqiao, "I still go online I checked the recipe, how is it, is it good for you?"

"Yes, yes." On the return trip, Yu Fengqiao didn't wear a hat, but just put a baseball cap on Ye Yuanxi, wrapped his arms around his shoulders and whispered in his ear.

"Old Comrade Yu, let's be a little high-profile." Ye Yuanxi tilted his head and kissed him on the side of the cheek, letting Yu Fengqiao block half of his body.

"in spite of."

"Come on, eat some more." Ye Yuanxi took out a small biscuit from the small jar in his hand, turned around and stuffed it into Yu Fengqiao's mouth.

"But let them take pictures." Ye Yuanxi shrugged, caught a camera next to him with sharp eyes, turned around and left his shoulders to them, "Anyway, I will go to the United States to retreat tomorrow."

The strength of these two paparazzi is really strong, in the photos sent out that day, there is not a single face of Ye Yuanxi.

But just based on that intimate gesture and Yu Fengqiao's nostalgic expression, Mrs. Yu all over the world have categorically declared their lovelorn on social networking sites.

——My man has a man, who knows how I feel.

——The front row sells rooftop tickets for the tallest building in Asia, let’s go for a walk together

——Forget it, the tallest building in Asia cannot stand

——I really want to know if this person is Ye Zi

——Looking at his height, he looks very much like Ye Yuanxi, but he just doesn't show his face!The boss is too strict!

——Although it looks like it really looks like it, but you can't talk nonsense now... There are too many people with this figure, if not, wouldn't the wife be angry.

——Although the whole body is wearing the big guy's clothes, I can't see anything... But I really hope that it's us Ye Zi

——I hope Ye Yuanxi +1, it's better than other little sluts...

—— Pai Ye Yuanxi, but shouldn't he be recording songs with Ann in the United States at this time?

——I always hated CP fans, but I never hoped for Maple Leaf isreal so much. At least he is a little boy who knows everything. I tried to find out some clues, but this person’s Weibo is as quiet as a grave.

"I heard that you intercepted Luo Jia's endorsement?"

Ye Yuanxi, a little boy who knows everything, doesn't know that the wind on the Internet has gradually turned.

After the two of them met, they didn't look online again, and the managers of both parties also knew that they were on their honeymoon now, and they would not disturb them with these public opinions on the Internet.

Anyway, it's all true, and explaining it can explain what kind of flower it is.

"Well, yes." Yu Fengqiao admitted without any pressure, "I met Mr. Will and chatted for a while. I don't think Luo Jia is suitable for the image of this brand."

He shrugged and spread his hands: "I think I'm telling the truth."

For Luo Jia, this endorsement is something that cannot be met, and it is a good opportunity to open up a little bit of the international market.

But to Yu Fengqiao, it was just an advertisement that couldn't even be scheduled in his schedule.

"I know it might not be very tactful to do so." He lightly touched Ye Yuanxi's soft palm, "But I don't want to see him live well, not at all."

He is not as magnanimous and progressive as Ye Yuanxi.

He just wants Luo Jia to be nailed to the pillar of shame, and wants Luo Jia to live in the shadows for the rest of his life.He doesn't care about the technique, and it doesn't matter that Luo Jia will know that this is a project that Yu Fengqiao stopped him, and maybe he will cry miserably, pull him to hype, and ruin his reputation.

He doesn't care about all this.

If it hadn't been for breaking the law, he would have liked to strangle Lorgar himself.

"Hey, don't be angry anymore." Ye Yuanxi saw that his eyes were wrong, and quickly smiled and took his hand and kissed him, then pushed open the door of the hotel, "Oh, there are still flowers in the room Son."

The flowers in the room hadn't been cleaned up yesterday, but now when they entered the room, they were surrounded by beautiful roses.

Ye Yuanxi casually picked up one and put it in Yu Fengqiao's ear: "Our elder brother Fengqiao is so beautiful, we can't be angry."

He knew that Yu Fengqiao loved him dearly, so he didn't care about being discredited.

Ye Yuanxi would never interfere with any decisions made by Yu Fengqiao, but he didn't want Yu Fengqiao to pay too much for him.

Taking revenge on someone is the prerequisite for living a good life.

He wants to live a good life with Yu Fengqiao, and live with a good posture.During this process, it would be the best if he could respond to Luo Jia by the way, let him fall a few more times without making a sound, so that he could fall down and bleed.

It is said that the closest person can be hurt the most.

Ye Yuanxi and Luo Jia have been together for so many years. He has loved and been discouraged, hated and relieved. He is very clear about Luo Jia's pain points.

This is also...the reason why he found someone to approach Sister Luo Jia.

This person ruined his memorial service and slandered him in front of Yu Fengqiao.

Of course he has to give something in return.

The author has something to say: To be honest, I can write [-] chapters of a sweet daily life like the first half, but it’s not too good.

So... pulled Lorgar to whip [smiles