The boy has a handsome profile, with his black hair covering a little of his eyebrows, and he looks - obedient, and this feeling is completely opposite to his coldness, but not at all inconsistent.

Only when Miss Sheng is around can he have the chance to see this side of Brother Yan.

Xiao Zhou couldn't help but exclaim as he ate, "It's delicious! It's so delicious! Sister Sheng Yuan, where did you buy it? I never found such a delicious breakfast near the film and television city. This soy milk is so fresh!"

"Tell me the location, and I'll buy it there later."

Sheng Yuan shook her head: "I didn't buy it, I made it."

These days, she is very busy, not filming, but learning to cook. She only spends a small part of the day on the crew. Speaking of this, she is a little grateful to Xu Lizhi.

If he hadn't postponed the show, she really wouldn't have been free.

Every afternoon, five famous chefs who have won international awards are waiting for her in the hotel’s kitchen. They are all chefs who specialize in various cuisines, desserts, and snacks. Manager Xuyang contacted them for her.

Only by continuously updating the 'recipe' can we feed the cubs better.

The girl still sat in the same position, still supporting her thin white chin, her eyes fixed on the boy.

The red lips curled up.

He looked at the results of his "feeding" over the past few days with satisfaction.

Well, not bad.

…

Today, except for going back to the hotel to cook, Sheng Yuan stayed in Shi Yan's lounge.

Read the script and memorize the lines.

When the paper was opened, the originally clean blank space was filled with densely written notes and analyses.

The girl is really bad at acting, but since she has agreed to let Jiang Mingxin take on the role, she will take it seriously.

…

Today's dinner included two extra fruit desserts.

Sheng Yuan just learned it.

Xiao Zhou held the small plate and couldn't put it down: "Sister Sheng Yuan, you should not make the food so delicious. We have all gained weight these days.

He said in a rather resentful tone: "My colleagues in the crew don't call me Xiaozhou anymore."

"What do you call me then?"

"Call me Xiao Xiao."

Because the boat became fat, it turned into a small boat.

Sheng Yuan: “…………”

The girl was stunned for a moment before she reacted and then laughed: "It's better to be a little fatter."

The indifferent young man at the side caught the words "we have all gained weight" and "it's better to be a little fatter" with his sharp ears.

The slender jade-like hand holding the small silver spoon suddenly paused.

Something was surging in his dark eyes.

The "we" in Xiaozhou includes him.

The girl's answer indirectly indicated that she also thought he was fat.

She thinks she is fat...

Shi Yan narrowed his cold eyes slightly, put down the spoon in his hand, and the silver spoon knocked on the table, making a crisp sound. He opened his light eyelids and looked at Xiao Zhou, his voice slightly deep: "Please make an appointment with the gym for me in the next two days and add two weight-bearing exercises."

Xiao Zhou was surprised: "???"

"Ah, Brother Yan, what's wrong? Your current level of exercise is already sufficient, why do you suddenly want to increase it?"

"I want to lose weight."

The young man spoke slowly and softly, enunciating each word, and a hint of temper could be heard in his magnetic voice.

"No!"

Sheng Yuan's expression changed instantly. She looked at Shi Yan, her lively little face tightly frowned, her delicate eyebrows slightly furrowed into a small peak: "What weight loss?!"

Her face was full of disapproval, as if she was not trying to reduce his fat, but was heartbroken as if she was cutting off the flesh on her body.

"No! Shi Yan."

It was not easy to raise it.

How can that be?

Meeting the girl's serious and clear almond-shaped eyes, Shi Yan coughed lightly and turned his gaze away slightly, not wanting to meet her gaze.

His Adam's apple rolled like an ice cube, and then he said silently: "But I'm fat."

Sheng Yuan's eyebrows were about to fly up, she was really anxious: "Why are you fat? You are so skinny!"

"I'm afraid you'll be blown away if a typhoon comes!"

There was a large piece of butter on the corner of Xiao Zhou's mouth. He raised his head and said blankly: Uh... it hasn't come to this...

He looked up and down at Brother Yan, expressing his great confusion.

How come Brother Yan, a tall man who is almost 1.9 meters tall, suddenly seems to become delicate in Sister Sheng Yuan's eyes? An illusion? Sheng Yuan sat opposite Shi Yan in a solemn manner, with a serious expression on her face. However, perhaps because of her lively and bright appearance, she did not have any deterrent effect, but instead had a fierce and fierce feeling: "Did you hear me, Shi Yan, you are not allowed to lose weight. If you lose weight, I will be angry!"

"Your face will still look good even if you gain twenty pounds."

Shi Yan: “…”

"No, you'll still look good even if you're a hundred pounds fatter!"

Shi Yan: “…………”

…

Finally, the matter of "weight loss" ended with Shi Yanfang compromising with Sheng Yuanfang.

Xiao Zhou, who was sitting next to him: ??? No, why did he feel like he was kicked again??? ...

Shi Yan had another night scene to shoot today, and it was already nine o'clock in the evening when it ended.

When the two of them returned to the lounge, Xiao Zhou suddenly spoke up -

"Eh? Isn't this Sister Sheng Yuan's script? It seems she forgot to bring it back."

"It's better to keep it for her and wait for her to come and take it away tomorrow."

Shi Yan held the clothes he wanted to change in his hand, hummed lightly, and walked into the lounge.

The girl probably forgot to take it away after reading halfway through, and the script on the table was still open on a certain page.

Xiao Zhou walked over, ready to take it to the cabinet to put it away. As soon as he walked in, he glanced at it casually and was stunned -

(⊙_⊙) Even Shi Yan didn’t notice it when he changed his clothes and came out.

"What are you looking at?"

The young man's cold voice sounded behind him.

Xiao Zhou was so frightened that he turned his head away, with a guilty conscience written all over his face: "No, nothing."

"Yan, Brother Yan, it's getting late, let's go back."

He wanted to block Shi Yan's sight, but he ignored the fact that the boy was 1.87 meters tall and could lower his eyes effortlessly.

Because the rest of the page is filled with dense notes, the area without notes can attract people's attention instantly, and you can see at a glance -

[Song Yunan sneered, knelt on the amber leather sofa, put his hands on Shi Jue's shoulders, and then lowered his head, with delicate eyebrows and eyes full of disdain, slowly moving towards his face. ]

[Closer and closer, closer and closer, until the distance between the two sides was only ten centimeters. ]

[Shi Jue was about to struggle, but the girl was faster and pressed her lips directly against his—]

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