Jin|Jiang|Literature|Study|City

The screen in the live broadcast room was dark, and a series of question marks floated across the barrage.

——Lin Jialuo, what did you do!!! If you don’t look at what we want to see!!!

——I almost thought my phone was broken

——I have to say that Lin Jialuo is a real dog

...

At the same time, almost all the people watching the live broadcast squeezed into this room. Thirty seconds later, the live broadcast room finally showed the words "loading timeout" and completely collapsed.

Chen Fu heard Lin Jialuo's voice and slid out of the cover of Jiang Shutong Yuexiong.

She took a small breath, grabbed her hair and pulled the hem of her clothes, hoping to make herself more normal.

Because she felt guilty, she didn't even dare to look at the camera, and pretended to shake the quilt again.

However, his face became hotter and hotter. While Chen Fu was increasing the force of shaking the quilt, she was also upset about why she didn't lock the door just now, or if she heard the movement, she would go out to take a look.

but.

The culprit is still someone.

Thinking of this, Chen Fu glared at Jiang Shutong with hatred.

Right.

Why is he still here?

Chen Fu realized it later: "Aren't you going out yet?"

Jiang Shutong touched her nose, just like she didn't hear it, and took the quilt from Chen Fu's hand, "I'll do it."

My aunt is usually responsible for these things at home. In my impression, he is not good at housework except cooking.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Shutong's movements were very neat and he turned the bed straight in just a few seconds.

Chen Fu felt a little frustrated for a long time, but it soon disappeared.

"I'll go down and see if there is any place to help."

As soon as she arrived at the door, a force came from her wrist. She was forced to turn around and hit Jiang Shutong Yuexiongkou.

Chen Fu quickly distanced himself from him. She didn't see the camera being covered, nor did she know that the live broadcast room had collapsed, so she was so nervous.

Before he could let go, Chen Fu stomped his feet anxiously, "Why are you doing so many people!!!"

"No one." Jiang Shutong said hilariously: "The microphone was turned off just now, the camera--"

He pointed to the side.

Chen Fu looked in that direction.

"When... it was covered?" She was dull and seemed to have not reacted yet.

"When Lin Jialuo comes in," said Jiang Shutong.

Chen Fu recalled how long it was before, and then widened her eyes.

It's been so long!!! Isn't that even more misunderstood!!!

Two big words "Don't" floated in Chen Fu's mind.

"Then why didn't you say it earlier!!!"

"I just saw it." Jiang Shutong's face was full of innocentness.

“…”

Too lazy to pay attention to him, Chen Fu hummed angrily and opened the door and went out.

I saw Chen Sihan leaning against the door of the next room, admiring her nails while directing: "Don't miss the bed, sweep it clean."

Lin Jialuo replied: "I understand."

Chen Fu couldn't help but walk over and took a curious look in.

Lin Jialuo was sweeping the floor with a broom in a decent manner.

Although Chen Sihan has always been casual in the show, after all, she is in front of the camera, and she has never been able to release her nature like this.

Chen Sihan seemed to care nothing, "Are you doing well over there?"

Chen Fu nodded, "Absolutely."

Lin Jialuo heard the movement and saw Chen Fu say "yo" and "It's over?"

“…”

This reality show is also... too real.

Chen Fu swallowed her saliva, looking like I didn't understand, and naturally said, "The cleaning is almost done."

Lin Jialuo raised his eyebrows, "I mean-"

"Do you have to do your own business." Chen Sihan interrupted him, "Why are you talking so much?"

Chen Fu lowered her voice: "Aren't you broadcasting live?"

Chen Sihan said, "Hmm?", "Don't you know?"

"What?"

"The live broadcast room collapsed." Chen Sihan said, "It will take an hour to recover."

Chen Fu just turned off all the microphones, and at the same time cut off contact with the director team. In addition, she didn't look at her phone, so she didn't know at all.

"When did it start?" she asked.

Chen Sihan thought for a moment, "It's been more than twenty minutes."

Chen Fu calculated the time, relaxed, and went downstairs with Chen Sihan.

Jiang Shutong was going to keep up, but was stopped by Lin Jialuo.

He stuffed the broom into Jiang Shutong's hand, "Have you swept the floor for your wife?"

“…”

downstairs.

Everyone else was still cleaning the sanitation. Occasionally, the atmosphere was harmonious.

Chen Fu put the pillow on the sofa again, found a rag to go to the kitchen to wet it, and wanted to wipe the coffee table.

In the kitchen, Zhou Shiyan was already preparing today's dinner. When she saw Chen Fu come in, she asked about her taste.

Chen Fu was embarrassed to say that she was really picky about food, and said, "I don't know how to eat spicy food and coriander."

"I don't eat spicy food either. There are a few of us who don't eat coriander." Zhou Shiyan said and asked again: "Where is Teacher Jiang?"

"He—" Chen Fu paused, "a little picky in food."

"Is there anything you don't eat?"

"It's okay." Chen Fu said, "No need to accommodate him."

Zhou Shiyan: "Is Italian lasagna OK?"

"Can."

Chen Fu responded with a smile, and wrung the water from the rag and returned to the living room.

After rubbing the coffee table and dining table, Chen Fu went back to the kitchen to wash the rag. Zhou Shiyan was busy preparing ingredients.

Chen Fu really wanted to help, but she knew very well that with her own strength, she might have to help her.

But she didn't have time to sit and wait for the meal when she arrived for the first time. She walked around and asked, "Is there anything I can do?"

"No need." Zhou Shiyan said, "You go out for a while, just leave it to me."

Chen Fu saw that the sanitation in various places was almost cleaned, and a flash of inspiration said, "Then I'll cut some fruit for everyone."

Zhou Shiyan nodded, "Everything is in the refrigerator."

...

When Jiang Shutong came down from the upper floor, he saw that in the kitchen, a man and a woman were busy with their own affairs and occasionally chatted for a few words.

The picture is unusually harmonious.

Jiang Shutong got closer and heard his little girlfriend praise him for his good knife skills very "sincerely".

The tone was the same as when I was watching him cook at home. The praise was a little admiration, and even more exaggerated.

Jiang Shutong didn't know whether she should understand this as the self-cultivation of a Mi Chong with zero hands-on ability, or that she has always been sincere.

Including now, she is praising other men.

Jiang Shutong opened the sliding door and walked in.

Chen Fu raised her head when she heard the movement, but didn't pay attention to the knife in her hand for a moment, and almost cut her hand.
To be continued...