i want food for you

A few days have passed since the bank.bank.card incident, and everything seems to be settled.

Zhen Nuan was actually waiting for Zhen Xiaoke to explain all this to her, but in the past few days, except for some work matters, her mobile phone has not rang.

She understood Zhen Xiaoke's choice.

The two of them seem to be comparing whose blood is colder. If she can do it absolutely, she can do it better than her.

It seemed useless not being able to accept this ending, Zhen Nuan twitched the corners of her lips, she knew how stubborn Zhen Xiaoke was.

It seems that she is determined not to have anything to do with her.

in any way.

Zhen Nuan couldn't tell what was in her heart.

The kitten you raised was forced to be given away, or the flying kite suddenly broke its string?

She thought she would be as uncomfortable as last time, but it didn't seem to be the case.

She was so busy that she didn't have time to think about these things. The new program, rhythm, schedule, script, strings, etc. filled her brain, and she even felt that Zhen Xiaoke had no influence on her.

If you don't go home, you won't get used to it.

She felt that her life was the same as usual these days, at least, she felt so.

There was a knock on the door, and it was Luo Qiao telling her to go to the recording studio to rehearse the first episode of the new variety show.

The program is positioned as a tourism program with a clear purpose, to introduce the great rivers and mountains of the motherland, and to unearth the beauty hidden deep in the city.

The co-host is Wei Qingquan.

Zhen Nuan let the staff put on the mic, nodded and greeted all the way to the stage.

Wei Qingquan sat leaning on an armchair, crossed his legs, and listened to something.

Zhen Nuan recognized that person as the producer of the show, but didn't care, and looked around to check the cameras in the recording studio.

The lights, cameras, and audio system were all getting ready. Zhen Nuan glanced at the desk, and suddenly a person squeezed in beside her, and she frowned.

With the strong smell of perfume, she knew who it was without looking up.

"Sufficient enough."

"What?" Zhen Nuan replied leisurely, her eyes fixed on the script and never left.

"Oh, I'm talking about your sister." Wei Qingquan smiled.

Zhen Nuan raised her head suddenly, looked at her with cold eyes, and said in a word: "Speak clearly if you have something to say, don't pretend."

Wei Qingquan's eyelashes shrank, and quickly returned to normal. He said with a slight smile, "It's nothing, I just think that anyone who is capable enough can fascinate my nephew like this, isn't it?"

Knowing that she was talking about Wei Xu, Zhen Nuan lost the mood to argue with her for a while.

"If you have nothing to do, stay at home and discipline your nephew well, so don't come out to harm the little girl."

"you!"

Wei Qingquan's eyes were stained with anger, and when the program director clapped his hands to signal the start of the program, he returned to his usual gentle smile.

Zhen Nuan glanced at it from the corner of her eye and sneered.

The voice was not too loud and it happened to be heard by Wei Qingquan. She gritted her teeth and endured it, but her nails scratched a few marks on the script in her hand.

When did Zhen Nuan change her gender?

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The recording of the first episode did not go well.

The process was fairly smooth, the director was quite satisfied, and the cooperation between the partners was tacit. Most of it was Zhen Nuan's dissatisfaction with herself.

When it comes to professional knowledge of geography, she is a little stuck. Although she copes with it with excellent adaptability, she still feels uncomfortable.

Too little preparation is done.

After the show was over, Zhen Nuan drove back to the Huayuan community.

She had bought a lot of books to learn about the customs and customs of various places, including a lot of books related to geography, so it seemed that she needed to take it with her.

After not coming home for a long time, Zhen Nuan searched for the keys for a long time, and then unlocked the door. The two pairs of sneakers at the entrance made her stunned.

One black and one pink...Xiao Ke?

Zhen Nuan entered the door holding the key with her fingertips, before she even had time to change into her slippers, her gaze was fixed on the half head protruding from the back of the sofa.

Charlene was startled when she heard the sound of the door opening, she quickly stood up, seeing that it was Zhen Nuan who came, she smiled and nodded at her: "Hello, Nuan Nuan."

"Hello." Zhen Nuan replied in a daze, and turned to change her shoes.

At that time, Zhen Xiaoke had already walked out of the kitchen, still wearing the apron she bought, with a smile on her face: "Are you back?"

Zhen Nuan couldn't help being startled by this familiar and intimate tone, almost thinking that the previous few days were just a dream.

She didn't know how to answer for a while, so she nodded as calmly as possible.

"Charlene said that she is your fan, so I just want to bring her back to have a look, and then find some of your things from home as souvenirs for her." Zhen Xiaoke went into the kitchen after finishing speaking.

Zhen Nuan nodded, stepped into the living room, and only then saw a few photo albums spread out on the coffee table.

"Sister Nuan Nuan..." Charlene paused, licked her lips again, and asked cautiously, "Xiao Ke said I can call you that, is it okay?"

"You can do whatever you want." Zhen Nuan smiled softly.

"Hey." She pushed her hair behind her ears, and said softly, "Xiao Ke told me about you. I thought you were not easy to get close to in private."

Said her?Whatever you say about her, you can't talk about how unfeeling she is to make her not like her, right?

"Treat me as your sister." Zhen Nuan moved to her side.

The photo spread in front of Charlene was when Zhen Nuan was 25 years old. She was leaning against the railing with her ponytail on her back, she was not looking at the camera, her eyes were still bright and her teeth were bright, and her smile was bright.

Zhen Xiaoke insisted on taking the photo for her at the time, she couldn't bear her grinding, and her hands were like scissors.

Flipping through the photos one by one, the movement in the kitchen suddenly disappeared.

Zhen Nuan looked up in surprise, and saw Zhen Xiaoke coming out with a plate.

She had already taken off the apron, and the warm yellow sweater seemed familiar. Zhen Nuan looked back at the grass green sweater of the person next to her. The style was the same, but the color was different.

...What do you want to express?The tricks are naive as hell.

The plate collided with the table and made a sound. Zhen Xiaoke pulled a stool and smiled at Xia Lin: "I can fry eggs, don't be disgusted."

"Great." Charlene sat down, her eyes full of anticipation.

Her appearance made her feel embarrassed again, Zhen Xiaoke added: "Do you want to eat something else? There is a shop downstairs that has delicious small cakes."

"I just want to eat what you made." She smiled, picked up a small piece of egg with her chopsticks and took a bite, narrowed her eyes, and boasted, "It's delicious."

The years are quiet.

Zhen Nuan, who was forced to watch the whole scene, stood up on the sofa, and asked casually, "Go shopping?"

"Yes. Charlene said she wanted to buy clothes, so she went shopping."

"Yeah." Zhen Nuan turned around and walked towards the bedroom, taking off her coat while walking, her head became heavy for no reason.

It's a couple outfit and fried eggs, is this what she said she can do?

It's only been a few days, which is really fast enough.

But Zhen Nuan really wanted to say that Zhen Xiaoke's acting skills are really bad.

Her hand was about to touch the doorknob, Zhen Nuan's tense nerves gradually relaxed in the quiet and deserted bedroom, and Zhen Xiaoke's voice suddenly came from behind: "Sister, I bought you a bracelet."

She froze in place, unable to move.

"The one you asked me to tie my hair with was accidentally torn off by me last time. I bought you a new one. Come and see if you like it?"

The author has something to say: I have to comfort the author in the gloomy period after reading the article, you little cuties are really hardworking, and I will send out red envelopes in this chapter, thank you all.

The mood is adjusted, kiss you. wxya