"Aren't you afraid that he will catch a cold? Are you feeding him wine when he is sick?" the master of ceremonies asked, wondering if this would kill someone?
"Hillbilly, he has a fever. Applying strong alcohol is physically cooling him down, do you understand?" Qianxue rolled her eyes.
"Miss Qian, are you embarrassed to stare at a man's chest?" the host said through gritted teeth. That time he called him a pretty boy, and this time he called him a country bumpkin. Which one is intolerable?
"Don't talk about looking at it, I've even touched it." Qianxue couldn't help but see a lot of mannequins. She had studied abroad, and people abroad were more open-minded, and she was also influenced by it.
At this time, although Gu Changfeng was a little groggy, his consciousness was still clear. He almost choked when he heard Qian Xue's words.[
"Okay, okay, let's go out and don't hinder the patient's rest." Yi Shuihan waved his hand, interrupting the quarrel between the two.
The three of them chatted in the living room. The master of ceremonies found it strange why Qianxue looked at him strangely from time to time. Could it be that he was more handsome today?
After Gu Xiirong finished taking the medicine, Gu Changfeng went to sleep. Seeing that it was already noon, he hurriedly went to cook.
"Xiang Rong, just leave the cooking to the boys. You have been busy all morning, so come and sit here." Qian Xue pulled Xiang Rong and sat down, thoughtfully pouring a cup of tea for Xiang Rong.
"Mr. Master, even the pigs wouldn't dare to eat the rice I made." The host looked embarrassed and cursed you Qianxue in his heart!
"If it doesn't taste good, then you can finish it by yourself." Yi Shuihan said a very inhumane sentence lightly.
"But, but
"If it doesn't work out, just get your salary in advance."
"No buts, no buts, I'm going to cook." The master of ceremonies dejectedly went to the kitchen to light a fire to cook.
The host was very fast in cooking, and it was ready in a short time. Four dishes and one soup, including vegetables and meat, looked pretty good.
When Qianxue saw the master of ceremonies bringing the dishes, she glanced at the master of ceremonies a few more times, suppressed her smile and said, "Master of Ceremonies, come and sit down, I'll serve the dishes."
"That's pretty much it." The master of ceremonies sat down. As long as he wasn't called a pretty boy, he felt much better.
"Sir,
"Xiangrong, come here and help me serve the food." Qianxue couldn't help but pull Xiangrong away.
"Sir, what's wrong with them? They seem a little weird." The emcee looked at the two people's leaving figures and felt more and more strange about them.
"Is there any? No." Yi Shuihan said seriously, it's just you who is to blame.
The dishes were brought and the four of them happily ate their meals. Qianxue would also pick up dishes for the host from time to time.
The host was eating with suspicion. Qianxue didn't call him a pretty boy, but still served him food? It's incredible. Is there some conspiracy?
"Miss Qian, please stop picking up food for me. You can eat it yourself."[
"Yes, yes, today, emcee, you have worked hard all morning." Qianxue said with a smile, and gave the emcee another piece of chicken.
After the meal, the host knew clearly that he had to clean up. Before Yi Shuihan said anything, the host had already cleared the table.
"Thank you for your hard work, Master of Ceremonies, come and have a cup of tea." Qianxue poured a cup of tea for the Master of Ceremonies.
"Have you poisoned it?" The master of ceremonies looked at the cup of tea warily.
"Do you like to drink?" Qianxue said angrily.
"Drink, why don't you drink it? The tea that Miss Qianda poured for me is poisonous and I will drink it too." The master of ceremonies took two sips of it proudly.
"Master of Ceremonies, I won't call you pretty boy anymore." Qianxue said seriously.