"Here, have a taste."
Shan Song came around from another table at some point and handed Tong Zhao a plate of peeled mantis shrimp and two crab shells full of meat.
Seeing that everyone's eyes were on her, Tong Zhao felt a little embarrassed: "I can't possibly eat this much, you can keep half for yourself."
"You all eat together," Shan Song said, taking a few steps before adding, "Eat the crabs yourself."
"..."
Jiang Li shot Rong Mo a sharp glare: Where's your precious crab?!
Rong Mo quickened his pace, hurriedly delivering the peeled crabs to his ancestor. Geng Keli followed closely behind, also handing over a plate: "They're not peeled very well, Chongbao, don't mind."
"Not at all, thank you, Teacher Geng." Qin Chong smiled and immediately picked up a piece and ate it, saying, "Teacher Geng's peels are always better than mine."
"If you like it, I'll peel more for you later."
Wow, they're all so thoughtful!
[The actor who won the award probably never did this job before; the mantis shrimp died with its eyes wide open in disbelief [laughing and crying emoji]]
[I doubt many people here have done this before. Don't they know what kind of family this season is? Who doesn't have a housekeeper at home?]
[Rong Mo looks very skilled at it; he must have peeled them a lot at home.]
[The scene of a husband serving food and peeling shrimp for his wife at a dinner party is so captivating!]
After enjoying the delicious crab, Jiang Li reverted to being her husband's exclusive "sweetheart," showering him with sweet words without restraint.
Dan Song and Qi Yan glanced at him frequently, their eyes filled with admiration.
Rong Mo raised an eyebrow. He knew his little brat all too well. Eleven out of ten things he said were just to fool him. He'd say he'd massage his back and shoulders, but in the end, it was hard to say who would actually be serving whom...
However, rebuttal was out of the question. Let them be envious. Rong Mo smiled as he looked at the fox's greedy expression and continued working on his hands.
Jiang Li was squinting as she savored the memory when she suddenly noticed that there were only three plates on the table. Where was A Ning's?
Is this how someone pursues their wife?
Thinking she had caught someone red-handed, Jiang Li instantly perked up and was about to badmouth the person to Luan Yining when Qi Yan suddenly stood up.
The stool made a "crack" sound as it hit the ground, interrupting Jiang Li's words that were already on the tip of her tongue.
Jiang Li looked up and clicked her tongue in regret, letting the kid escape a disaster.
Qi Yan eagerly carried the plate to Luan Yining's side, squatting down and looking at him as if seeking praise.
Luan Yining patted his head and handed him a small plate of freshly baked silkworm pupae.
The silkworm pupae were specially purchased by Shan Song through Luan Yining. Only Jiang Li at their table was used to eating them and had already finished a plate. This plate was baked by Luan Yining with their own eyes, so there was no doubt as to whose it was for.
This kid is really lucky!
[But he looked really pathetic trying to keep up with the others peeling crabs.]
[Le looked up and saw everyone peeling food for their wives, while he was the only one eating with gusto. He felt like the sky had fallen.]
[Qi Yan: Peel it quickly!]
He was genuinely hungry; he hadn't eaten much that morning, and the task he chose involved a whole morning of exercise. Professor Luan was clearly concerned for him.
Ah Ning didn't see whether he felt sorry for Jiang Li, but he could clearly see Qi Yan's grin that stretched almost to the back of his head. The more he looked, the more he felt that this kid had an arrogant and conceited air about him.
Qi Yan was still beaming with pride when he returned to his seat. He couldn't help but tap Shan Song and whisper boasting, "Brother Song, Teacher Luan grilled this for me!"
Shan Song: "..."
He then turned to the other side: "Brother Rong, do you like silkworm pupae? They're high in protein. My wife baked these."
Rong Mo: "..."
Even Geng Keli wasn't spared: "Teacher Geng, I've heard that quite a few celebrities eat silkworm pupae..."
Geng Keli: "..."
In the afternoon, after seeing off the other three groups and cleaning up the mess, the two lay back on the bed. Shan Song said, "Let's sleep for a while. If we wake up early, we'll go out for a walk and do a simple task."
"If I wake up late, I'll be last again," Tong Zhao said with a laugh, lying on her pillow.
"It's okay, there's a 500 yuan subsidy for the dinner party." Shan Song brushed away the hair that was blocking Tong Zhao's eyes: "Are you tired today?"
"It's alright." Tong Zhao wasn't actually sleepy. She held her face and chatted with Shan Song: "There were more trolls in the live stream this morning. This time they deliberately mentioned my relationship with Qin Chong."
"Hmm? Watching the live stream again?"
Damn it, we've been exposed.
Tong Zhao knew how to coax an Alpha, so she hugged Shan Song and buried her head in him, saying, "I won't watch it again next time, honey."
Dan Song deliberately remained silent, then saw the little head rub against his chest, then against his chest again, until it became like a ruffled lion. Finally, he couldn't resist and scooped the person up, his face stern: "Are you being affectionate?"
"Mmm." Tong Zhao nodded obediently.
Dan Song's forced composure crumbled in an instant; his wife's coquettish skills were no less impressive than anyone else's.
"Add two more times," Shan Song announced calmly.
What? Tong Zhao was stunned. They didn't have this code.
Dan Song caught a glimpse of his bewildered gaze and stroked down his waist as a hint.
"..." So that's what it was. Tong Zhao's face turned red visibly.
After a while, a muffled voice came from under the covers: "Wait until the show ends, there's a vulnerable period."
"I was referring to the extras." Shan Song felt that this kind of thing couldn't be confused: "Also, you have to listen to your husband."
"..." When have I ever disobeyed him?
Tong Zhao fell silent.
Shan Song nudged him and teased, "Shall we chat a couple more times?"
"..." I'm not talking anymore!
After a few minutes of silence, Tong Zhao, who was feeling suffocated under the covers, quietly crawled out. Shan Song had already closed his eyes, presumably tired from loading and unloading that truckload of timber. Tong Zhao stared at him for a while as if she couldn't get enough of him, then reached out and touched him, finally kissing his earlobe closest to hers.
"Steal a kiss from me?" Shan Song opened his eyes with a smile, his eyes bright and alert, showing no signs of sleepiness.
"You're not asleep?"
"Isn't this just waiting for a rabbit to run into a tree stump?" Shan Song rolled over, pinning Tong Zhao's hands and feet: "Gotcha, little rabbit."
This time, Tong Zhao didn't shrink back under the covers; instead, she pressed herself close to Shan Song's neck, walking right into his trap.
The two hugged for a while longer, and Shan Song asked, "What were you trying to say just now?" He sensed that Tong Zhao seemed to have something left unsaid.
"I just wanted to say that it's okay if the rumors about illegitimate children can't be controlled." Tong Zhao moved a little distance from him: "Let them say what they want, they'll be cleared up sooner or later anyway, I trust my husband."
Shan Song stared at him for a moment and then said, "Okay."
He added, "We're going on a date tomorrow, and we'll start clarifying things the day after tomorrow."
"Oh right." Tong Zhao almost forgot about this. There are two random tasks in the show that require the couples to prepare a one-day date for each other. Tomorrow is the first one.
He said, "Are you making plans for tomorrow?"
"Hmm." Shan Song smiled. "Want a surprise, or do you want to know now?"
Tong Zhao thought for a moment: "I want to know now!"
"So impatient?"
"You've already given me so many surprises!" Tong Zhao whispered, "This time I want to start looking forward to it from tonight."
These words softened his heart, and Shan Song couldn't resist, so he relented and said, "I'll take you stargazing tonight."
"Going to the observatory?"
"Hmm." Shan Song continued, "I'm taking you to meet someone this morning. I don't know if this counts as a date, but I think you'll like it."
"That means I'm sure I'll like it," Tong Zhao asked expectantly. "And what about this afternoon?"
"This afternoon," Shan Song said with a smile, "I'll take Zhao Zhao to boxing."
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