Song Lucun frowned. He didn't know what Ji Xinyao had gone through.
However, even after encountering so many slanders, Ji Xinyao still showed no cowardice and just wanted to fight back. In his opinion, Ji Xinyao was exactly the same as when she was in junior high school.
Song Lucun only felt that his heartbeat was beating hard, as if he had regained the throbbing he had when he was young.
There was a girl with a weak figure, but her small body always burst out with great strength, standing in front of him, protecting him.
Never admit defeat, never fall.
But always be gentle to him.
Ji Xinyao saw him standing silently, so she turned around and continued cutting vegetables.
Suddenly, Song Zilian walked up to her and hugged her shoulders with his arms from behind.
[Song Lucun: Suspicion -5%, total task progress: 15%]
Ji Xinyao was stunned for a moment, stopped what she was doing, said nothing, and didn't look back at him.
His chin gently rested on her shoulder.
"Xinyao, let me protect you this time."
Instantly, the number of barrages on the screen soared.
【Is this a confession? A serious confession!】
[The progress of bad intentions is so fast, Song Lucun seems to have had his two channels of Ren and Du opened up.]
[Oops, I’m starting to get nervous. Ji Xinyao, please say something!]
On the other hand, the program crew was very clever in giving half of the camera to Song Zilian.
"Mr. Song, can we interview you?"
The photographer almost focused the lens on his face. Song Zilian's facial features were absolutely beautiful, and the more he zoomed in, the better they looked.
"Okay, you can ask me anything."
"What is your relationship with Sister Xinyao? Was she the one who informed you to come here today?"
Song Zilian smiled and said, "As you can see, I have nothing to do with her. She didn't inform me, I came here on my own."
"Then do you know the relationship between Sister Xinyao and our male guest Song Lucun?"
"Didn't you say it yourself? The relationship between the female guest and the male guest. Is there anything else?"
A blur of [hahahahahaha] floated across the barrage.
[Song Zilian, if you don’t go to the kitchen and take a look, your wife will be snatched away by your brother.]
[He may not know how exciting the scene next door is.]
【Mom, there is a fool here.】
The on-site director who was following the filming looked a little embarrassed and continued to add, "But this is a love variety show."
"What happened to the love variety show? How many couples are married?" After he finished speaking, he stared at the camera seriously, as if to warn the audience, "The show is just for effect, don't take it seriously."
The audience's laughter filled the screen again.
【He is anxious, he is anxious.】
[The vinegar bottle in the kitchen fell over. Did Song Zilian really not help it? 】
[Don’t be mean to netizens, netizens are not trying to steal your wife.]
The on-site director observed the monitor and the messages on the barrage, and made up his mind to continue to escalate today's troubles.
"Mr. Song, I just saw that Sister Xinyao bought a lot of vegetables. I don't know if she can come here alone. Why don't you go and help her?"
Song Zilian wanted to enter the kitchen, but was stopped by Ji Xinyao. Now that the program team let him in, he had an honest reason.
"What you said makes sense, but if she calls me out later, you have to speak for me." Song Zilian's serious and overbearing attitude just now was like a child with a guilty conscience.
He didn't want to get in trouble with Ji Xinyao, not in front of Song Lucun.
"Okay, we will explain it carefully to Sister Xinyao. We can't wait outside for two or three hours before eating."
Following the words of the on-site director, Song Zilian plucked up the courage and walked to the kitchen.
The living room where they were sitting was some distance away from the kitchen, and the audience in front of the screen was extremely nervous.
[Early warning of Shura Field ahead, non-combatants please evacuate immediately.]
The audience held their breath, but Song Zilian opened the kitchen door without hesitation, and then as expected saw Song Lucun holding Ji Xinyao.
When the two heard the sound, they turned their heads at the same time.
Even the air had a hint of anxiety, and it was as dry as if it was about to burst.
【Fight! Fight!】
The audience looked forward to it enthusiastically.
Song Lucun's gentle gaze instantly became full of provocation and he hugged her tightly.
Ji Xinyao looked at Song Zilian, and then glanced at Song Lucun who tightened his grip. As if nothing happened, she turned around and continued chopping vegetables.
Song Zilian frowned, her reaction was that she didn't care about him at all.
But he instantly realized that he had been plotted. The program team suddenly asked him to come in, which must have been unkind. He could not make the scene too ugly and let Ji Xinyao suffer some malicious controversy.
Song Zilian rolled up his sleeves and walked to the sink to wash his hands.
"The director just said that you bought a lot of food and it would take two or three hours before you can eat, so he asked me to help."
With a cold face, like a robot, he repeated the director's words slowly and accurately.
After that, Song Zilian immediately noticed the half-cut vegetarian dish.
He pointed at Bai An and asked Song Lucun, "Do you want to rest for a while? I'll do it then?"
Of course, Song Lucun didn't want to bear the reputation of starving everyone, so he let go of Ji Xinyao and deliberately said in a showy tone, "Xinyao asked me to do this. You don't need your help."
With that said, he returned to the white table and started cutting vegetables.
Then, Song Zilian walked up to Ji Xinyao and took the kitchen knife and the beef she was cutting from her without saying a word.
"Let me do it. You can cook first."
Ji Xinyao hummed, washed her hands, turned on the range hood, and served the pot.
The atmosphere is subtle.
The three of them were no longer bored in the kitchen, and everyone was concentrating on the task at hand, and the efficiency was greatly improved.
Soon, Ji Xinyao cooked a table of dishes and invited several prospective employees brought by Song Zilian and the staff of the program team to eat.
Song Zilian kept silent and continued to serve Ji Xinyao as a good boyfriend.
She looked up at him, not intending to accept his kindness.
"I have hands."
"I remember you like to eat this." He thought for a while, then gave Ji Xinyao another chopstick of shredded spicy chicken, letting the oil run out all the way before putting it into her bowl.
She also doesn't like too much oil mixed with rice.
Ji Xinyao held the rice bowl in her arms and silently returned all the vegetables in the bowl to Song Zilian, then moved the bowl slightly away so that he could not reach it.
"I don't like others picking up food for me. I have hands and feet and I don't want anyone to wait on me."
Song Lucun saw that Song Zilian was frustrated, and he couldn't wait to prove that he was the one Ji Xinyao liked, so he put on his gloves and peeled the shrimp.
"Xin Yao doesn't like other people picking up vegetables for you, so is it okay to peel the shrimp? I think this shrimp doesn't have much meat, so you should eat more."
After he finished peeling it, he originally wanted to put the shrimp meat on his hand into Ji Xinyao's bowl, but he hesitated and fed it directly to her mouth.
The audience's eyes were wide open.
[I’ll go, Song Lucun is so good at it.]
[If I were Song Zilian, I would be furious! Even if I was rejected even if I picked up some food, Song Lucun just reached out his hand.]
[This is all in the mouth. If Ji Xinyao eats it, wouldn’t it be a slap in Song Zilian’s face? 】