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Two groups of people finally decided to have lunch together.
"Who among us is better at cooking?" Qin Yan asked, holding the ingredients they had brought and thinking about how to make something delicious.
"I can still manage," Huo Qirn replied.
"Haha, I can also manage a little bit. I occasionally help my wife with cooking at home," Yin Xiao said with a smile. "But we'll have to see about Lao Huo. We're really lucky to be able to eat a meal cooked by the movie star himself."
Huo Qirn has been a guest on food shows before, and it must be said that his culinary skills are indeed very high.
Several young people shook their heads in unison. Chu Luo scratched his head apologetically and said with a smile, "Sister Qin Yan, although I can't cook, I can help you guys with the preparations."
"Okay, the two of you can help with washing the vegetables and starting the fire, while the others can tidy up and set the table for dinner," Qin Yan said, raising an eyebrow as she assigned the tasks.
"Qiao Qiao, how about we assist the seniors?" Chu Luo said to Qiao Li, who was standing beside him, with a naturally exuberant and warm smile that was quite infectious.
【Done, this smile of the little one is so adorable!】
【The little one is too heartwarming!】
"Why is this kid so capable? I'm starting to be moved."
The fans of Chu Luo have pretty good quality. It's probably because every time they see something, it's initiated by Chu Luo, and they don't attack the woman without showing any reaction due to the interaction between the two.
"Okay. It's not like I can avoid this kind of interaction. Although I don't know why Chu Luo mentioned her twice this time, after all, she is also a female artist, and she is willing to strive for this kind of non-negative attention.
During this short time just now, I always felt that a beam of light would focus on her from time to time."
In those narrow and long eyes, there was a faint hint of a different kind of emotion. She vaguely realized something, but didn't pay much attention to it. She lightly responded to Chu Luo's words, without even looking back, as if she was completely unaware.
On the other hand, Chu Luo concealed the strangeness in her eyes when she turned around, noticed Lustar Yao's gaze, paused for a moment, and then naturally continued walking forward.
The kitchen in this room is all semi-open, and you can see the inside from the outside.
Song Siya counted the number of small stools in the room, and they also brought a reference book, planning to set up a simple canopy in the front hall before dinner.
So for now, Bai Mengru and Lustar Yao are staying in the front hall alone, researching the upcoming project. Bai Mengru eagerly flips through the contents of the reference books, thinking to herself, isn't this a rare opportunity for the two of them to increase their interaction?
So she desperately moves closer to Lustar Yao, disregarding whatever might be interesting, and asks for Brother Lu's opinion, but most of the time, she is actually staring at Lustar Yao's face.
Lustar Yao I don't know what's wrong with me. Ever since I touched Qiao Li's soft, cool fingertips, I can't seem to forget that feeling, and I've been feeling a bit restless. I even went to capture her figure just now, which seems a bit abnormal.
When I first saw Qiao Li on the show, her quiet and obedient ap Qiao Li ance for a moment reminded him of Gu Xin. Because he didn't quite like this feeling, he deliberately avoided further contact with this female artist at first.
But after spending the morning together and cooperating, he suddenly discovered some unique qualities belonging to Qiao Li, as if she was delicate and fragile, but not annoying, and sometimes even quite cute. This made people want to get closer and understand more.
He thought of the way Qiao Li readily agreed when Chu Luo invited her, and he felt a bit upset for no apparent reason.
Surrounded by the increasingly strong scent of perfume from Bai Mengru, he got up to get a glass of water.
Almost instinctively, he glanced into the kitchen as he passed by, and happened to see Chu Luo and Qiao Li standing close to each other next to the sink. They seemed to be engrossed in a conversation, both wearing smiles on their faces. Qiao Li, in particular, ap Qiao Li ed to be excited about something, her whole face lit up with a lively expression.
He frowned and thought to himself, "This brat." But he didn't stop to consider why he was so emotionally affected.
Although Chu Luo was his cousin, when he first learned that Chu Luo wanted to enter the entertainment industry, he only gave a few words of advice and didn't bother with his path afterwards. So now, there are not many people in the industry who know about their relationship.
With a messy state of mind, he was a bit absent-minded in everything he did afterwards.
During the meal, they were seated in the front hall and because there were many of them, they used a large table.
Qiao Li sat lightly with a quail, sitting on the edge after all, and was quite far from Lustar Yao, but was only separated by Song Siya in the middle.
Taking small bites of the food in her bowl, Qiao Li looked at the cold noodles on the other side, feeling anxious. She had planned to eat slowly and wait for everyone to finish so she could move over and taste it. But now, looking at that big bowl of noodles, she had only eaten less than half a bowl of rice, and it was almost empty.
She felt depressed in her heart, lost in thought, and then noticed a pair of fair and slender hands reaching out in front of her, holding chopsticks with the roll she had been longing for just a moment ago.
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