The star-studded lineup for today's program left each of the four live stream rooms in awe.
[Ahhhh, I'm totally into Ah Li's brother!!]
Did Chongbao's older brother come specifically to take care of his younger brother?
[Someone save Qi Changzhou! He's so helpless, hahaha! Who's the kind person who gets called over early in the morning to cook for this young couple?!]
[Hilarious! Qi Taiyue's imitation of Qi Yan is too perfect. Are they identical twins? He even dressed exactly like his brother. Qi Yan's face turned black...]
Good heavens, all three Qi brothers have come.
[The Qin brothers are another example, as are the Jiang family... It feels like all the heirs of wealthy families in Yunling have been gathered on the show.]
[This is an honor to have you here. It makes this humble program suddenly seem much more valuable. This SVIP subscription was definitely worthwhile.]
Qi Changzhou scrolled through the comments, marveling at the display, and then pressed the screen against Shan Song's face: "Look, netizens are all condemning your unreasonable behavior on my behalf!"
Dan Song was skillfully grilling sausages when he heard this. Without even looking up, he freed one hand and swatted the other's hand away: "Your pumpkin soup is burnt."
Qi Changzhou turned his head, picked up the spoon beside him, stirred it, scooped up a spoonful, smelled it, took a bite, smacked his lips, and said confidently, "This is the flavor."
She glanced at Shan Song with disdain: "You've only been cooking for a short time, what do you know!"
"You understand? Your meals? Ha~" The two questions, coupled with an interjection, completely overshadowed the rich pumpkin aroma emanating from the small pot on the stove. Qi Changzhou still held the spoon in his hand, looking as if he wanted to slam it down on Shan Song's head.
Tong Zhao silently carried the freshly heated roast beef closer and stuffed a piece into Dan Song's mouth.
"My sister-in-law is still on my side," Qi Changzhou said with emotion.
Dan Song asked in confusion, "My wife feeds me, what's wrong with her taking your side?"
Qi Changzhou: "..."
Tong Zhao: "..." He stuffed another piece of pineapple into his mouth.
[Music, Damage +1]
[Tong Zhao: Eat up, even eating won't shut you up.]
[So it wasn't intentional before; Shan Song always brags about his wife like this...]
[He poisoned himself by simply touching his lips.]
After breakfast, Qi Changzhou rallied his spirits and sat down on the sofa with an air of authority, ready to give his opinion: "The show invited me here to find fault with your renovations."
"Oh, you choose," Shan Song said.
So readily agreed? Qi Changzhou looked at him suspiciously for a few moments, then tentatively made a comment: "This chandelier is too bright, it's making me dizzy."
“You’re mistaken. That’s sunlight outside. Don’t bring capitalist practices into our simple, everyday life. Who turns on their lights during the day?”
"?" Qi Changzhou looked up and met the bright light bulb hanging there. His vision blurred for a moment, he shook his head, and his lips twitched.
After a moment, the black light spots in front of him dissipated, and Qi Changzhou turned his gaze elsewhere, pointing with his hand: "These bookshelves are all fake books, there's no artistic atmosphere at all."
“That makes sense.” Shan Song stroked his chin thoughtfully. A few seconds later, he said to Qi Changzhou as if it were the most natural thing in the world, “We have limited funds. There are pickup trucks outside. Go buy one and replace it.”
"???" Listen to this, is this something a human would say?
Tong Zhao covered her face, trying hard to suppress her laughter while hiding from the camera.
Upon noticing, Shan Song immediately scooped the man up and placed him on the recliner. The wooden recliner, carefully selected by the two of them, was of fairly good quality, but with two people suddenly on top of him, it was inevitable that he would lose his balance. Shan Song held his waist with one hand and pressed down on his legs with the other. Tong Zhao could not struggle at all and could only reach out and hug Shan Song's shoulders tightly. In the unstable swaying, he thought of some other strange things and his face turned completely red.
Knowing his wife well, Shan Song immediately understood what was going on after just a glimpse. With a smile on his lips, he looked up at Qi Changzhou with a playful expression and immediately started to lie: "My wife got poisoned from your pumpkin soup and can't move at all."
“.
Seeing the two of them huddled together on the small recliner, refusing to let go, Qi Changzhou completely lost all his strength.
Compared to the humble elder brother Qi, Qi Taiyue received much better treatment.
Qi Yan dared not speak his anger at his second brother, who sat firmly in his seat as soon as he arrived. He kept glancing at his wife and second brother chatting happily in the living room from the kitchen doorway. He made a few fuss under the pretense of pouring tea and bringing fruit, afraid that his second brother would dig a pit for him again.
After brewing three pots of tea and cutting four plates of fruit, Qi Yan was holding a fifth plate, eagerly preparing to deliver it to someone.
Qi Taiyue finally couldn't help but laugh, having amused his silly younger brother enough. He mercifully ended his rambling conversation with Luan Yining, giving Luan Yining, whose eyes had been wandering to the kitchen several times, a chance to coax his little wolf dog, who had been thoroughly pickled in vinegar.
[Oh my, this guy's jealous even of his own brother?]
[My brother looks just like me, and he's more mature and composed; it's not that I feel threatened.]
[What crisis? Love makes people blind. Professor Luan's attention is all on Qi Xiaogou; he's spoiling him blatantly.]
[My brother is a seemingly innocent but actually cunning character; his portrayal of Qi Yan was absolutely masterful.]
[So how does Professor Luan distinguish between them? (A question from a mother of twins)]
[Confusion +1]
Qi Taiyue, having tested his younger brother's progress in his relationship, gave Luan Yining a thumbs up: "Thank you for disciplining my brother, Brother Ning."
Just as Luan Yining was about to speak, Qi Yan poked his head out from beside his ear and blurted out, "It's not hard for my wife to manage me."
Qi Taiyue ignored him, putting on the act of a responsible and good older brother, earnestly instructing, "Teacher Luan, please be sure to say thank you for your hard work."
Qi Yan raised an eyebrow and pressed his cheek against Luan Yining's, asking, "Isn't it tiring?"
Luan Yining: "..."
Seeing that Luan Yining didn't speak, Qi Yan pouted and said stubbornly to his second brother, who was watching the commotion, "I'm being very good now, so Teacher Luan definitely won't have any trouble." He then emphasized, "Second brother, you're here today to help us with the renovations."
Qi Taiyue remained noncommittal and continued looking at the house on his own.
Seeing him walk away, Qi Yan turned back and pleaded weakly with Luan Yining, "Wife, am I really that hard to manage? Didn't you say you were on my side? Don't you want to manage me anymore?"
Luan Yining hadn't been able to join the conversation with the two brothers for a moment, but now she replied decisively: "No, don't overthink it."
"But you hesitated just now."
"..."
Hahahaha, I'm truly impressed by this little drama queen.
[I don't even want to say it, but was there even a two-second pause between your words? Teacher Luan's mouth opened and closed again.]
It's not that Professor Luan is hesitant, it's that you're impatient.
[Please type "Professor Luan, stay calm!" in the chat!]
Luan Yining sighed and answered his question seriously again: "It's not hard, I've never felt it's hard."
Having received Luan Yining's promise, Qi Yan felt smug and said confidently, "Then are you still going to take care of me?"
"I'll manage." Luan Yining surrendered, reaching out to pat Qi Yan's head, which was resting against her chest. "If you're willing to let me manage, then I will, okay?"
Qi Yan's earlobes flushed red, and he mumbled a couple of times before saying, "...When did I stop you from interfering with me? I'm happy that you're interfering with me."
Luan Yining's eyes flickered slightly: "Okay."
At that moment, an abrupt, unromantic voice abruptly interrupted their deep gaze: "Your living room is still too spacious. I'll get you two wine cabinets to partition it off."
Qi Yan looked up and saw Qi Taiyue, who had been lying in the blind spot at the corner of the stairs for who knows how long, raising an eyebrow when he saw Qi Yan looking over.
"..."
The comments section perfectly captured his feelings: 【Brother definitely did it on purpose, hahahahaha】
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