Chapter 37 "Isn't Wanwan hungry? Brother is here to feed her again."

But it was a bit rude to sneak away while others were performing, so Ye Wanxing held on strong until the intermission of the first half.

This is already the limit for her who is prone to hunger.

When the director said, "Everyone, take a break," Ye Wanxing jumped out of the studio door like a hungry pig before he finished speaking.

The live broadcast was paused, and the stylist came over to help Han Sibai fix his hair.

His eyes fell on the disappearing green figure at the door.

"No need to do it."

Han Sibai's tone was calm, and the makeup artist nodded: "Okay."

He walked to the table, picked up his things, and walked out of the studio door.

In the lounge, Ye Wanxing squatted on the carpet and mysteriously opened the small white suitcase in front of him.

His movements were as pious as worshiping Buddha.

The moment the suitcase was opened, her eyes lit up and she rushed towards the box full of snacks: "Ah, my little darlings!"

"Hey, let me see which one is better to eat first..."

Ye Wanxing simply sat cross-legged on the ground, staring at the little darlings in front of him, as if he were an emperor choosing a concubine.

Just when she was seriously thinking about which one to favor, a pleasant man's voice suddenly sounded from behind -

"That bag of yam chips looks good."

Ye Wanxing's thoughts were interrupted, his scalp felt cold, and he turned his head abruptly.

"......How did you come!?"

Han Sibai lifted the brown paper bag on his hand a little higher.

"Aren't you hungry? My brother is here to feed me again."

To be honest, the word "feeding" sounded a bit ambiguous, and Ye Wanxing subconsciously refused: "Who wants to eat from you? I have something to eat myself."

"Yours is not as delicious as mine."

?

Why are you so confident?

"If you don't believe it, you can try it."

Han Sibai put the bag in his hand on the table and behaved calmly and calmly.

For some reason, Ye Wanxing was stunned to hear a feeling of "If you don't compromise, I'll lose" from his confident tone.

If she doesn't fight over the steamed buns, she really won't compromise today.

Ye Wanxing withdrew his eyes, picked up a bag of lemon-flavored potato chips from the suitcase, sat on a chair and tore open the bag.

She had already changed out of her dance clothes after the battle, and now she was wearing the dark green cheongsam from before.

When she sat down and crossed her legs, her long, white legs were exposed from the side slits, and they were so white that they were dazzling.

The little beauty’s slender waist and white legs are truly a feast for the eyes.

Han Sibai's eyes stayed on her legs for two seconds, then he quietly walked over and opened the brown paper bag.

Ye Wanxing chewed potato chips with great interest and said nothing. He completely transformed into a snack-eating machine, but he glanced at the man in front of him uncontrollably from the corner of his eye.

Han Sibai slowly took out the contents of the paper bag——

"Crack!"

A portion of salt-baked chicken legs.

"Crack!"

A portion of candied strawberries.

"Crack!"

A bacon and potato soup.

Ye Wanxing, who was eating potato chips, said: "..."

It doesn’t smell good anymore. Potato chips suddenly don’t smell good anymore.

Han Sibai sat down on the chair opposite her, crossed his arms across his chest, looked at her, but said nothing.

Ye Wanxing stared at the three things and swallowed, then forcefully forced himself to look away.

Damn, this is Han Sibai's tactic, right? To buy her off with delicious food?

Just because he publicly posted on Weibo that he was chasing her?

She still understands the principle of eating people with soft lips and short hands.

So she must not eat this thing, otherwise this person would think she has a chance, haha.

Thinking about things too seriously, Ye Wanxing sneered.

Han Sibai spoke while operating his mobile phone without looking at her.

"The skin on the outside of the salt-baked chicken legs is very crispy, but it will become soft and unpalatable over time. The longer the bacon and potato soup is left out, the greasier it will become."

His tone was calm and gentle, as if he was talking to himself.

But Ye Wanxing knew very well that this person was reminding her that if you don't eat it, you won't be able to eat it later.

She held the potato chips and silently bit her back molar, but still didn't move.

Although the salt-baked chicken drumsticks are really delicious, she really wants to show them off in her mouth, but!

A person must have backbone! Isn’t it just salt-baked chicken drumsticks? After the show, she ate a fucking hundred of them!

Thinking this way, Ye Wanxing speeded up his eating of potato chips, intending to turn his anger into appetite.

At this moment, the door to the lounge suddenly opened, and a woman's voice came -

"Best Actor Han, you are here!"

Ye Wanxing's back was to the door, but she knew who the familiar voice was without looking back.

They all followed me here. It seems that the loving eyes just now were not just an act.

Han Sibai looked at Song Yuwei who was standing at the door, his expression was not very good, and his tone was cold and hard.

"busy?"

The cold tone made Song Yuwei embarrassed for a second, but she still came in.

She had stood at the door of the lounge for a while, so she heard the conversation between Ye Wanxing and Han Sibai.

Looking at the untouched food on the table, she looked at Han Sibai: "Best actor Han, I'm a little hungry too. Candied strawberries are my favorite, and wasting food is really not a good habit."

The implication is, if she doesn't accept your favor, I will.

Ye Wanxing raised his hand and fanned in front of himself: "It smells so strong of green tea, so unpleasant!"

Song Yuwei rolled her eyes at her and had no intention of refuting. After all, her focus now is the Korean Best Actor. She will pay back everything she deserves when the stage is rated early tomorrow.

Han Sibai didn't answer Song Yuwei's words, and was only thinking about one question: Is this woman really good? How long will she stay here?

Naturally, Song Yuwei didn't know what Han Sibai was thinking, so she opened her mouth and spoke the lines she had prepared in her heart with a pure accent.

"The chicken drumsticks and strawberries look delicious! I'm really hungry. The Korean actor shouldn't mind if I eat them, right?"

In Song Yuwei's view, Han Sibai was a smart man, and she could clearly hear Ye Wanxing rejecting him outside the door just now.

Men are all about saving face, and no man will not be moved by tenderness.

In this situation, she took the initiative to extend an olive branch, and there was no reason why he wouldn't accept it.

Song Yuwei picked up the small fork next to her and stretched out her hand towards the candied strawberries.

Halfway through his hand, two voices sounded at the same time——

"Do you think you have a big face?"

Song Yuwei paused for a moment. She could understand Ye Wanxing choking her, but why was the Best Actor Han so cruel to her?

Ye Wanxing was stunned for a moment after saying this, and silently sighed: Damn it, there is such a tacit understanding?

She subconsciously looked at Han Sibai and found that Han Sibai was looking at Song Yuwei.

That look was like looking at a dead person.

Ye Wanxing withdrew his gaze and found it funny to see Song Yuwei's pale face. He took the small fork from her hand and put a small candied strawberry into his mouth.

A little watery red syrup touches the lips, making it even more tempting.

The beautiful lips moved slightly, and the beauty coldly uttered one word——

"roll."

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