Therefore, Nie Zheng asked people to install a TV in the restaurant.
Feng Xiaoxiao picked up the remote control, turned on the TV, and selected the radio station. She was planning to continue watching the popular romantic idol drama.
However, it suddenly stopped.
There is a channel that is broadcasting a food reality show, and coincidentally, the flying guest in this episode is Song Feixue.
Ah.
Feng Xiaoxiao glanced at Nie Zheng and put down the remote control.
The screen showed Song Feixue wearing an apron and preparing ingredients. The regular MC on the side was chattering away.
"Fei Xue's techniques look very skillful. Are you good at cooking?"
Song Feixue smiled, "It's not a proficiency, it can't be compared with a chef."
This is a humble way of saying good at.
Feng Xiaoxiao curled her lips and watched Song Feixue chopping, washing vegetables, and slicing meat... Well, she couldn't do it anyway.
After the program was edited, Song Feixue's finished product was quickly released.
A group of guests gathered around her work and admired it.
"Sister Feixue is really amazing!"
"Wow! So delicious!"
"Feixue, you are so virtuous, but you really hide your secrets!"
Song Feixue smiled and said nothing.
MC began to tease again, "Feixue is so good at cooking, but you are too busy, so you probably don't have much chance to do it in your life, right?"
Song Feixue thought for a moment, "No, I have a friend who really likes to eat the food I cook. When I have time, I will cook it for him myself."
One sentence can stir up a thousand waves!
"Wow, that's amazing!"
"I seem to smell a scandal?"
Making jokes and creating hot topics is the routine of reality shows.
Feng Xiaoxiao curled her lips, why not just say Nie Zheng's name? That would make the headlines directly!
At that time, the network will collapse! Guaranteed to scare the little programmer to tears!
Nie Zheng raised his head, looked at the TV, and then at Feng Xiaoxiao. He raised his hand to pick up the remote control and changed the channel.
"Um?"
Feng Xiaoxiao turned her head and held her cheeks with a smile.
"Why are you changing the channel? Her program is on. Don't you want to watch it?"
Nie Zheng pinched her chin and breathed out, which was filled with the fragrance of aftershave, "Who is Mrs. Nie?"
Well……
Feng Xiaoxiao was stunned and bored.
She is Mrs. Nie, but Song Feixue is Mr. Nie's favorite.
"Have a meal."
Nie Zheng nodded at the dishes in front of her.
"oh."
Feng Xiaoxiao lowered her head and took a bite of a hard-boiled egg. She didn't like egg yolks, and Nie Zheng had already consciously stretched his head and opened his mouth.
Feng Xiaoxiao stuffed the egg yolk into his mouth.
Feng Xiaoxiao puffed up her cheeks and raised her eyes, "Is the food she cooks... really so delicious?"
He raised his chin and pointed at the dining table, "Does it taste better than what I cook?"
Nie Zheng bit the egg yolk: "Mrs. Nie, you don't talk when you eat or sleep."
"cut."
Feng Xiaoxiao thinks it's too boring. Mr. Nie, with your perfunctory attitude, can you be more direct?
In fact, she is not a very troubled person.
She and Nie Zheng had agreed to get married. From the day they got married, she knew that she should exercise caution.
However, I don’t know what happened today.
Feng Xiaoxiao stroked the back of Nie Zheng's hand with her little finger, "Isn't my cooking delicious? Are you going to go to her place to make up for it again?"
Ah.
Nie Zheng sneered slightly and wiped his mouth with a napkin.
He stood up and said, "I'm busy."
I don't have time to have two breakfasts.
At the entrance of the restaurant, Liao Qingming has been waiting for a while. Liao Qingming is Nie Zheng's special assistant, and he manages all the affairs of Nie Zheng.
Feng Xiaoxiao turned around, smiled and waved to Liao Qingming: "Mr. Liao, take care of it."
Liao Qingming was stunned for a moment and then laughed: "Hello, madam."
Nie Zheng stood up and passed by Liao Qingming: "Let's go."
Feng Xiaoxiao looked away and glanced at the dining table, still happy - well, everything was eaten again.