Meanwhile, on Gu Xiaojun and Song Yaozhuo's side...
Song Yaozhuo is a taciturn person who never says a word. It's quite a coincidence that he and Gu Xiaojun both wrote "Sunny Day" and "Cloudy Day," making them a perfect match.
Gu Xiaojun explained, "I just flipped through it while driving recently."
[Family, I just can't ship these two. (covers face and smiles bitterly)]
[Tsk, hard to judge...]
Yu Qiuchi doesn't have much artistic talent. He's a strong drinker, and isn't love just like strong liquor?
Anyway, it's all based on his own understanding, and whatever he says is right, and no one else can refute it.
Mo Weiyun had the leisure to pick out a few nice ones, and when they were combined, they created a purple gradient, which was very pretty.
"Brother, this seems to have nothing to do with your song, right?"
Yu Qiuchi took a sip and found it had a grape flavor, a light, slightly sour taste followed by a sweet aftertaste, like a cocktail.
Mo Weiyun lowered her head and took a sip from Yu Qiuchi's hand: "How can it be okay? What does this taste like?"
"Grapes!"
Mo Weiyun stirred the ice in Yu Qiuchi's drink and said, "Yeah, why is it wrong if I adjust the flavor of your song to your liking?"
"Brother, that's a fallacy!" Yu Qiuchi said, somewhat unconvinced.
"The production team didn't stop it." Mo Weiyun glanced at the camera indifferently. Although there was no emotion in her eyes, it sent a chill down one's spine.
[Director Zhou: Ahhhhh, yes, yes, yes!]
[Ahhh, this bar was specially decorated for my darling Qiu Chi!]
[Hehe, it's Grape's!]
"Why don't you like it?" Mo Weiyun pursed her lips and tossed a piece of lemon into the container.
"Not really." Yu Qiuchi took another sip and smacked his lips. "It's just a bit too mild. Master Chi prefers something stronger!"
Yu Qiuchi handed the wine he had mixed to Mo Weiyun, gesturing for him to drink: "Here, have a taste!"
The glass in front of me was still emitting cold air, and the color of the wine looked a bit strange, like champagne but not quite, more like gold. Just a small sip was enough to make me feel intoxicated.
Mo Weiyun felt his mind clear instantly. He frowned and asked, "How much?"
Yu Qiuchi touched her nose guiltily: "The lowest is 56, and the highest is around 70."
"Drink less alcohol, it's bad for your health." Mo Weiyun thought of the young man who had gotten drunk at the bar a few days ago, his eyes glazed over, looking somewhat delicate. His lips were soft, and a light touch would make his body tremble sensitively.
He subconsciously looked at Yu Qiuchi's lips, which were moistened with wine.
Yu Qiuchi froze when Mo Weiyun locked her gaze on her, and her face flushed red, reminding her of that day.
He stammered for a long time before finally managing to say, "I usually don't get drunk..."
Mo Weiyun scoffed lightly and didn't reply.
[I have a feeling there's something going on between their faces!]
Why does my wife blush when she's with my brother?
Across from the liquor store, there was a stall selling roasted pears. Yu Qiuchi immediately looked at Mo Weiyun, her eyes sparkling! Her eyes were filled with the thought, "I want to eat them!"
Because it was an intersection, Mo Weiyun was holding Yu Qiuchi's hand and waiting for the red light when they happened to see Yan Qing and Xie Tingsi, who had just gotten out of the car.
Xie Tingsi was probably at a loss for words because of his brother-in-law's blunder, and was afraid of offending Mo Weiyun again.
But Yan Qing was different. He rushed towards Yan Qing, thinking he could throw himself into the arms of the beauty, but who knew that he would be intercepted this time.
Looking at the hand in front of Yan Qing, Yan Qing looked up and met Mo Weiyun's displeased gaze.
"Hello, Qiu's brother!"
He hadn't forgotten what Mo Weiyun had told Xie Tingsi, and he used a little trick.
Even though Mo Weiyun was displeased, she couldn't say anything: "You hug everyone you see?"
"No, I only hug good-looking ones!" Yan Qing added, looking at Mo Weiyun's face which was about to change color: "In my eyes, there is no one in the world more beautiful than Qiu Chi."
[No, this is hilarious!]
[My wife is the most beautiful, the prettiest, the most gorgeous!]
[Smooth-talking!]
Yu Qiuchi was a little embarrassed by the praise. He tugged at Mo Weiyun's sleeve to signal that the light was on.
"Superficial." Mo Weiyun coldly left these two words, then took Yu Qiuchi's hand and walked across the street without hesitation.
Most people would consider this impolite, but Yu Qiuchi didn't think so. He turned to Xie Tingsi and Yan Qing and said, "See you at school later. The wine I mix is absolutely one in a million. It's not unique, but it's something that others can hardly imagine!"
[Indeed, one in a million! Hahaha, just use whatever has the highest prescription!]
[It feels like the older brother is on the dating reality show to roast people.]
[Fourth time: Don't call me that, who's your brother? Just hug your family, how superficial!]
Yan Qing was initially stunned by Mo Weiyun's superficial remark, but upon hearing Yu Qiuchi's words, she quickly and happily exclaimed, "I can definitely guess it!"
The streets were bustling and lively during the day, but no matter how many stalls there were, Yu Qiuchi still had his eye on the roasted sweet pears.
Mo Weiyun is not an arrogant or snobbish person. He himself doesn't mind eating it, which shows how much he cherishes Yu Qiuchi.
Seeing the dirt on the vendor's stall, he felt a little regretful, but Yu Qiuchi was in high spirits and kept tugging at his sleeve to urge him on.
"Pear is cold in nature..."
Yu Qiuchi knew what Mo Weiyun was going to say as soon as she heard the beginning, and her eyes immediately showed some dissatisfaction.
He said in a coquettish tone, "Brother~"
Master Chi is flexible and knows what to do in this situation.
“But eating less is fine too.” Mo Weiyun immediately changed the subject and prepared to pay.
[Brother~]
[He's already being affectionate, so what's wrong with buying him some? He just wants roasted pears, right? Bro, I'll roast some for my wife myself!]
[Aaaaaaa groundhog scream (dark) (twisted) (crawl)]
The roasted pears were served in a kraft paper box, and to avoid getting them all over her, Yu Qiuchi asked Mo Weiyun to help hold it up.
[Sigh, in this lifetime, the only people I'll see are the ones right here, cleaning our CEO's room, making the bed, and helping him with his things.]
[I feel that Mr. Mo has the potential to be an exceptionally good man. He cleans, helps carry things when we go out, has a very calm temperament, and I don't know about his cooking skills yet. Most importantly, he's rich and handsome!]
[Give me a dozen men like that!]
The roasted pears smelled very sweet, but Yu Qiuchi thought they were just so-so, not very flavorful. This one was made with goji berries and white fungus, but it had a cheap artificial flavor and wasn't very tasty.
"It's not tasty." Just by looking at Yu Qiuchi's pursed lips, Mo Weiyun knew just how bad the roasted pear was.
Perhaps because she was alone with Mo Weiyun, Yu Qiuchi acted as if the live stream didn't exist, and said without hesitation, just like usual, "It's awful!"
Fearing that Mo Weiyun wouldn't believe him, he added, "It's true. If you don't believe me, try it."
Seeing that Mo Weiyun was carrying a bag in one hand and holding his own roasted pear in the other, Yu Qiuchi directly took the spoon he had just used and scooped up a spoonful of roasted pear: "Brother, lower your head a little!"
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