Airborne hot search!Dressed as a villain, I became popular

Chapter 211 Did You Cook These Meals
Just as she was thinking about it, she saw Wang Ma walking over with a soup cup, with smile lines appearing in the corners of her eyes: "Madam, there is still soup here, hurry up and try it."

She said and served a bowl of soup for Meng Yao.

Meng Yao took it: "Thank you."

She looked at the slightly cloudy soup base, why did she feel that the color matching this time was a bit strange...

Rong Yan coughed lightly, with an unnatural expression: "It won't taste good when it's cold, you can try it."

Meng Yao nodded, and casually picked up a piece of meat and put it in his mouth to chew.

The movements of Rong Yan's hands stopped, and she looked at Meng Yao intently, watching her chewing gently, her lips were still delicate and beautiful.

His Adam's apple rolled slightly, and there was a little anxiety in his eyes: "How do you feel?"

Since the last time he tasted his failed work, he never cooked for Meng Yao again.It wasn't until this time that he honed his cooking skills for a long time, and after Xia Yansen nodded in approval with tears, he finally put these dishes on the table with confidence.

Seeing Meng Yao's stiff and hesitant expression, he snapped his fingers.

"What? Isn't it delicious?"

A deep voice sounded, and Meng Yao regained consciousness instantly.

"No, it's fine."

Meng Yao loves food, but from a certain aspect, she is actually not picky about food.

Rong Yan breathed a sigh of relief, but then thought of the gap between her and Wang Ma's cooking skills. Could it be that Meng Yao said it was delicious to take care of her emotions?She has seen that this is what she did?

"Don't eat if you don't like it, don't force it."

Rong Yan also tasted a few dishes himself, and he thought the taste was acceptable.However, Meng Yao had eaten delicious food before, and what she made by herself must not be very suitable for her taste...

Meng Yao took a look at Rong Yan when she was free, and when she saw the expression of the other party's slightly anxious thinking and the observation eyes that kept looking over, Meng Yao suddenly had a bold guess in her heart.

"Husband, you didn't cook these meals, did you?"

Rong Yan didn't speak, but his expression was a little unnatural for a moment.

Wang Ma said at the right time: "That's right, these are the meals that Mr. has prepared for a long time! I have been busy since noon until now, and three of the pots have been burned, so I am barely satisfied with the meals on the table!!"

Rong Yan had already told her not to mention the food to Meng Yao, but Wang Ma felt that Rong Yan's boredom was unacceptable.Why do you want to hide it from her when you are good to a person?So Wang Ma said it out quickly through Meng Yao's question, and it would be best if Meng Yao was moved by it.

Meng Yao looked at Rong Yan unconsciously, with a bit of surprise in her eyes.

Although she had conjectured in this regard, Meng Yao couldn't believe that Rong Yan would cook such a large table of meals for herself.

Rong Yan felt her gaze and met her eyes: "Otherwise, let the kitchen prepare another one, don't force it."

"No need, it's not a good habit to waste food. And..." Meng Yao smiled lightly: "These meals are really delicious. Thank you for your hard work, husband."

In fact, Meng Yao's heart was not as calm as she showed. For some reason, the moment she looked at Rong Yan, she felt a little confused.

Rong Yan's eyes... When did she become so gentle?Like spring water that drowns people.

Not only was she shocked by the contrast before and after Rong Yan, but there seemed to be other reasons for the change in her heart.It's just that she couldn't tell why for the time being, and felt a little irritated for no reason.

When he looked up, he could see Rong Yan eating. He lowered his head slightly, his expression was peaceful and soft, showing a sense of tranquility.

Meng Yao slowly withdrew her gaze, everything was too warm right now, her hand froze, and the fork fell straight down.

Wang Ma bent down and picked it up: "Madam, are you feeling unwell?"

Rong Yan also looked over at the same time, with a bit of worry.

"I'm fine...it's just my hands slipping."

After Meng Yao finished her meal, she went upstairs. Holding the handle with one hand, she scanned the familiar things around her.

After reaching the corner, Meng Yao turned to the left, and she stretched out her hand to rub her hair irritably.

She has long been very familiar with the layout and decoration of this villa.

*
Rong Yan watched a lot of food disappear from the table, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Wang Ma said from the side: "Madam must like it very much. I see that she ate up all the rice in the bowl, and she ate a lot more food than usual. Think about it, sir, it should be the reason why you cooked it yourself."

Wang Ma's words just hit Rong Yan's heart.

He was in a good mood instantly, took out his mobile phone and sent Xia Yansen a few red envelopes as a reward for "testing the poison".

【Xia Yansen has received your red envelope】

[Xia Yansen: What's the situation? !Brother Rong, why are you so generous all of a sudden? ! ! ]
【Xia Yansen withdraws a message】

[Xia Yansen: Brother Rong, you are my good brother and benefactor, and I will be by your side in the next life! ! ]
[Xia Yansen: The more I think about it, the more I feel uneasy. There is no free pie in the sky. Brother Rong, are you planning to punish me? ]
[Xia Yansen: Brother Rong, please answer me, I'm afraid...]
[Xia Yansen: Brother Rong...]
Rong Yan calmly looked back.

Why isn't he willing to give him money?

Meng Yao didn't fall asleep immediately after going upstairs, but to avoid trouble, she still pretended to be asleep as before.

Soon there was another rustling sound, it was Rong Yan who came back.

The smell on him is unique and charming, and the calm woody fragrance reveals a bit of coldness of mint.

Meng Yao still had her eyes closed, but she found that she couldn't ignore Rong Yan around her this time.Whether it's the smell of him or the sound of his steady breathing.

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Meng Yao went to the next day's shooting with dark circles under her eyes.

This time it was a commercial shoot.

"Mr. Meng Yao, why are your dark circles so serious? Have you been staying up late these days?"

"No."

It's just that yesterday.

Meng Yao raised her head, inexplicably feeling that the make-up artist in front of her looked familiar. She asked doubtfully, "Did I meet you somewhere?"

The other party smiled: "I did makeup for you before, it's a coincidence when you think about it."

"It's really a coincidence." Meng Yao nodded.

"You seem to like to accept this kind of snack endorsement, why? I think high-end products such as jewelry and watches are the best proof of your promotion."

"I don't lack for those."

The makeup artist was taken aback for a moment, then smiled.

Indeed, according to Meng Yao's current popularity, there must be a lot of endorsement invitations from some big brands.

"And these endorsements will give a lot of gifts, whether it's candy or jerky, I like them very much, and I can eat them for a long time."

The makeup artist looked at her in disbelief: "So...the reason why you like to shoot snack advertisements is because you like the snack gifts from the brand?"

(End of this chapter)