Chapter 11 The Matter of Removing Thorns and Eating Tofu
[I got stuck, hahaha.]
[I knew it was time to use a spike trap just from how Duan Mufeng ate; he was so focused on watching the person opposite him that he was bound to use one.]
[I'm dying of laughter, hahaha! He was peeking at other people while eating, swallowing his own food without even looking at what was in his bowl. Hahaha, he should go to the hospital!]
[Ke Yan always talks about wanting to eat radish at the banquet, but she still cares about him, hahaha, no wonder they're childhood best friends.]
This is the right way to portray childhood sweethearts.
[I suspect the person above is subtly criticizing a certain company, haha.]
[A typical day for a fish enthusiast.]
[I suddenly remembered my younger brother, who had to go to the hospital three times in the past month because of eating fish.]
It takes at least two hours to get out of the mountains, and it just rained, so the mountain roads are difficult to travel.
They were all at a loss.
Wen Yanyu hesitated for a moment, then stood up and walked to the man, asking, "Can you feel where it's stuck?"
Duan Mufeng, with tears welling up in his eyes, pointed to the right side of his throat.
Wen Yanyu pointed to that spot. "Here?"
Duan Mufeng nodded frantically.
"Don't cough randomly," Wen Yanyu instructed before running towards the kitchen.
Duan Mufeng covered his throat, looking uncomfortable.
The people at the table put down their chopsticks.
A short while later, Wen Yanyu came out with three chopsticks and stood in front of Duan Mufeng: "Just lift your head, it will be done soon."
Lu Mingxu looked at the three chopsticks in the boy's hand and instantly realized what the boy was going to do. He asked with some concern, "Should we go to the hospital?"
"It's alright, I have experience," Wen Yanyu replied softly.
Lu Mingxu hesitated for a moment, then said no more.
Duan Mufeng obediently tilted his head back, and Wen Yanyu used one chopstick to firmly hold down his wriggling tongue, while carefully inserting the other two into his throat. In less than a few seconds, a fish bone was steadily removed.
The foreign body sensation in his throat finally disappeared, and Duan Mufeng breathed a long sigh of relief as if he had been reborn, and his whole body relaxed.
The two were very close, and the faint scent of peaches emanating from the boy wafted to their noses. Duan Mufeng's eyes flickered slightly, and his voice became hoarse.
"Thank you, Bao."
I instinctively wanted to take the opportunity to hug the other person.
Wen Yanyu turned around and put down her chopsticks. The man missed his target and almost fell off his chair.
Lu Mingxu, who witnessed the whole thing: "..." (Pfft)
Sang Yu silently turned her head away.
Jiang Keyan: (′..）I didn't see anything.
Duan Mufeng: (*)
Jiang Wanrou: (￢_￢)
"What's wrong?" Wen Yanyu wiped her hands, turned around and looked at the strange expressions on their faces, a hint of surprise in her eyes.
Did I do something strange?
"No, no!" Jiang Keyan laughed and smoothed things over. "We were just curious how you got the thorn out so quickly."
Duan Mufeng took a sip of water, propped his chin up with one hand, and teased her in a joking tone: "Yan Yu~ You've removed thorns from other people before, haven't you? You're so skilled at it."
He feigned a sorrowful expression, his narrow phoenix eyes drooping slightly, and his lips, which usually carried an unruly and carefree smile, now looked aggrieved.
"So I wasn't the first man you ever helped remove a fishbone from..."
"So heartbroken, so sad..."
"Sigh..." Duan Mufeng lowered his eyes and sighed, looking like a pitiful person who had been let down.
Lu Mingxu's lips twitched, and he turned his head away with a look of disgust, unable to bear to look at him.
[I'm impressed, haha, this guy's comedic timing is amazing, hahaha.]
[I've been laughing ever since he choked on the fishbone, hahaha. This kid's comedic timing is off the charts. It suddenly reminded me of that time on the reality show "Swap Lives," he didn't have money to rent a place, so he just lay down and fell asleep on the street.]
[Wen Yanyu (bewildered): What happened?]
I think the other guests should get a raise; they shouldn't be holding back their laughter and getting injured on the job.
[Hahaha, he tried to get his hands on some tofu but failed and almost tripped and fell flat on his face, hahaha, Duan Luobo, you're something else!]
[When he reached out as if to give me a pitiful hug, Wen Yanyu turned around, put down his chopsticks, and missed completely. Hahaha, Duan Luobo, you've finally met your match, hahaha.]
Wen Yanyu was taken aback: "I have never removed thorns from anyone."
Suddenly I thought of that world.
Wen Yanyu lowered her eyes slightly, offering a vague explanation: "Others... there have been a few times, but not stabbing..."
I thought of the things I had been forced to do by that villain.
Wen Yanyu looked away, a wave of nausea rising in her eyes: "However, you probably don't want to know where I got my experience from."
Duan Mufeng raised an eyebrow in surprise.
A torrential downpour began again in the mountains that night.
Inside the room was a 2-meter-wide bed. Duan Mufeng entered first, followed closely by Lu Mingxu.
Duan Mufeng placed the suitcase next to the bed.
The staff then brought in three thin blankets. "This house was borrowed from the villagers, so we'll have to trouble you to make do for now."
Lu Mingxu frowned slightly, looking at the not-so-spacious bed, feeling helpless.
Duan Mufeng adapted well, quickly changed his clothes, and jumped into bed, taking up a large space in a carefree manner.
He chuckled and said, "I'm exhausted. It's been so long since I've slept with anyone. Come on up, come on up."
The house the production team lent them was small, the shower area was small, and there were no windows. They felt stuffy after a while, so they basically just quickly took a shower and left.
Lu Mingxu hesitated for a while, but finally couldn't resist the drowsiness and fatigue. He sighed, changed his clothes casually, and sat on the bed.
Suddenly remembering something, Duan Mufeng sprang out of bed with a jolt. "Where's Yan Yu? Hasn't he finished showering yet? I'll go check on him!"
As they were talking.
Wen Yanyu walked in wearing a coat and was taken aback when he saw that there was only a bed in the room.
"Yan Yu! I was just talking to you." Duan Mufeng immediately waved to him, "Come on, come inside and sleep. I've already warmed up the blankets for you."
The man smiled ingratiatingly, reached out and patted the inside of the bed closest to him, and thoughtfully placed two pillows under it.
Lu Mingxu straightened the blankets and lay down on the outermost side.
"I'll sleep outside."
Each person was assigned a position.
Wen Yanyu held onto the edge of the bed, bent down and took off her shoes, socks and pants, leaving only a large white shirt on her body.
Her legs were long and straight, and her buttocks, which were covered by her clothes, could be vaguely seen. Under the dim light, her slender waist was faintly visible, which aroused endless imagination.
Duan Mufeng stared intently, his breathing unconsciously becoming slightly heavier.
Wen Yanyu took out her pajama pants and was about to lift her shirt to change when...
Lu Mingxu glanced at Duan Mufeng's blatant gaze, but ultimately couldn't resist grabbing the boy's wrist and making up an excuse to remind him.
"There are security cameras in the room, and they might still be on. You'd better change your pants under the covers."
Wen Yanyu was slightly stunned. When her gaze fell on the red-glowing camera in the corner, her face flushed bright red.
In a panic, without caring that the person next to the bed was still on top, he used the edge of the bed to climb up.
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