After the rebirth became popular in the entertainment circle, the scumbags regretted it

Chapter 705 Hot Pot
There was more than one scene shot in the snow.

Taking advantage of the right time and place, many scenes that needed to be shot in the snow were shot together.

Ming Dai also entered a state of being numbed by the cold, being heated by Mu Yan, being frozen to numbness again, being heated by Mu Yan again... and so on over and over again.

Fortunately, all the scenes were basically done in one step without too many polishes, allowing Mingdai to finish the work earlier than expected.

When she returned to the hotel, the first thing Mingdai did was to take a hot bath to get rid of the cold.

By the time she finished soaking it, He Mu had already prepared a cold-preventing medicine.

Even dinner was Cordyceps black chicken soup stewed by himself.

That is to say, as the filming is about to be completed, there is no need to control the weight too much. Otherwise, even if Hemu said that he had wiped the oil from the chicken soup three times, Mingdai would never touch the chicken soup!
But...the chicken soup is so delicious.

Mingdai, who was warm from the inside out, fell into a sweet dream with contentment.

After she slept until dawn, not long after she woke up, there was a knock on the door.

Ming Dai, who was hugging the quilt, rubbed her eyes in a daze:

"Who?"

"I."

Following He Mu's deep voice, he pushed open the door and entered, holding a glass of warm water in his hand.

Mingdai looked at him in shock:
"Didn't you go back next door last night?"

Last night when Mingdai was very sleepy, what she told Mu was that he would go back to the room after she fell asleep.

"Well, no reply."

He Mu took advantage of the situation and handed over the glass filled with delicious warm water.

Mingdai took it blankly.

Then I saw him raising his hand to cover his forehead, as if testing the temperature...

Ming Dai finally reacted and smiled and rolled her eyes:

"Are you worried that I will catch a cold and have a fever at night?"

He Mu nodded seriously:

"Well, I worry about you."

His voice seemed to have been soaked in old wine, exuding a mellow fragrance that tickled Mingdai's heart.

So, she felt embarrassed first:
"I-I'm not doing well."

Indeed, Mingdai was in high spirits and in good condition, with no signs of illness at all.

He Mu was completely relieved.

Mingdai, who gradually recovered from her embarrassment, took two sips of warm water and couldn't help but say:
"What, so there is no point in opening two rooms!"

"Then I move here?"

He Mu answered casually.

moment.

Both fell silent.

Mingdai grasped the glass tightly, and the blush spread from her ears to her cheeks.

He Mu put his knuckles on the tip of his nose, coughed slightly, and finally turned around and walked out of the room on the pretext of seeing if breakfast had come.

what happened?

They have been dating for so long, why would they still be shy about something like this?

It’s not like we’ve never lived under the same roof before, so why do we feel that those words just now are so ambiguous?
Mingdai suddenly realized something and buried her head in the quilt until her hair was a mess, then she slowly got up to wash up and tidy up.

Tonight is New Year's Eve.

So the crew had to take half a day off.

However, Mingdai still had filming in the morning, and there were not many scenes. If she rushed over to the hotel, it would be over before one o'clock.

After washing herself and getting herself ready, Mingdai came out of the room alive and kicking again.

While eating salad, she said to Hemu:
"We'll have hot pot for New Year's Eve dinner tonight! We'll go to the supermarket to buy ingredients in the afternoon!"

Say hello to Mu naturally.

Then he pushed the omelette in front of Mingdai: "Eat some of this."

Mingdai shook her head and said that the calories exceeded the standard yesterday and would be even higher at night, so she had to empty her stomach.

He Mu thought for a while:
"After hot pot tonight, can I accompany you downstairs for a run?"

Mingdai's fork froze in mid-air:
"...Forget it, I'd better be hungry."

She smiled awkwardly and quietly picked up the salad plate, further away from the fried eggs and sausage.

He Mu couldn't do anything to her, so he reached out and patted her head.

after that.

He stayed at the hotel with Mu to handle some official business.

Ming Dai went to the set accompanied by Xiao Ai, and rushed back to have lunch with He Mu at around twelve o'clock.

This afternoon, evening, and tomorrow morning are all holidays. I haven't experienced such relaxation and leisure for a long time. Even Mingdai felt the long-lost comfort and took Hemu to a nearby park for a walk.

The two of them were wrapped in thick winter coats, hats, and masks, and they went to the small square of the park. There were a lot of people there, and some children were gathering together to play with firecrackers.

Ming Dai was curious and asked He Mu to buy some. She was very happy to have a little fun.

No one else recognized him the whole time.

Then, they followed the same pattern and went to the supermarket in this appearance.

The supermarket would close early on New Year's Eve. They went a little late, but there were so many customers that it was so crowded that Mingdai and Mu were drifting like swaying boats.

This caused the two people who were originally very leisurely to be affected by the surrounding atmosphere and forced to speed up in order to grab the ingredients they needed from the hands of the uncles and aunties.

In this regard, Mingdai, who has lost weight to the lowest weight in history, is undoubtedly no match for others.

Fortunately, she had He Mu, and with her height and long legs, she could easily pass two or three rows of people and pick up what they needed.

And he struck steadily and ruthlessly. Just waiting for Mingdai's order, he reached out like a precise machine to retrieve whatever Mingdai wanted.

Even the powerful uncle and aunt next to him were willing to bow down when they saw it and praised:
"This young man knows how to live a good life!"

Ming Dai smiled and rolled her eyes.

There was also a slight smile in He Mu's deep eyes.

During these times, Mingdai and Mu were like ordinary couples that are very common in this world, walking quietly on the street without their aura and sight.

Thousands of lights, an ordinary world.

Time seems to be getting longer.

Time also seemed to become very short.

After the two returned to the hotel with a full load, the next main task was handed over to the chef and Mu.

Induction cookers, pots, etc. are provided by the hotel, and seasonings are also delivered.

Hemu's cooking skills were brought into full play, and the aroma that stimulated the taste buds exploded throughout the room...

"Hmph, let Xiao Ai come over, but she actually said she can't come because she wants to play games? Look how much you've missed now!"

Ming Dai sniffed and her saliva almost came down.
"It smells so good!"

She ran over impatiently and looked around.

If possible, I would love to have a few sips of soup first.

He Mu understood her eyes and reminded seriously:
"You can't drink this, it's too spicy. You've been eating light lately, and your stomach is easily irritated."

Mingdai pouted:

"Of course I know! I'm not a fool!"

As she spoke, her eyes drifted to the side:
"Wait, why is there still a soup pot?"

"It's for you."

Of course He Mu was thinking about her.

But Mingdai couldn't help but complain:
“Yuanyang hotpot has no soul!”

But when it came time to eat, she still ate the clear soup honestly, and the red soup was just to satisfy her craving.

(End of this chapter)