Chapter 55 The Uncertain Man

Yuemo works in an orderly manner, and after taking out all the ingredients that need to be used, he starts to process them.

It's not good for Duqian to have nothing to do, so he went around twice and asked, "Is there anything I can do?"

Without squinting, Yue Mo paused for a moment while cutting the shiitake mushrooms and said, "Go and heat up the pot, pour some oil, and fry the base ingredients."

"it is good."

As soon as Du Qian finished speaking, Yue Mo suddenly put down the knife, "Wait a minute, you should wash the vegetables."

Seeing this, the number of viewers has exceeded [-].

"What's the situation, why do I find it so funny!"

"I'm afraid that Duqian will be burned."

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow

"It's instinct to answer after a pause, and it's love to put down the knife and stop."

"Upstairs is old pain literature hahahaha!"

Duqian said "oh", picked up the vegetables in his hand and began to wash.

At the same time, several other guests also started the live broadcast.

Compared with the slightly stiff atmosphere on Du Qianyuemo's side, Qi Ran and his wife Qin Yuyan looked much calmer. The two were talking and laughing, looking like an old married couple.

The others, like Bai Yingqi and Zhang Junyi, filled the screen with pink bubbles like an idol drama, and even Chen Chi and Li Yingtang behaved very harmoniously, and there was no sign of their previous discord at all.

The loneliest person at this time is Shang Yu.

He rode on the bicycle and smiled at the mobile phone tied to the car: "Let's go and finish the breakfast first. I thought about going to the street to eat, but the car can't be used, and it's too far to use the bicycle, so I'd better go to the handsome guys and beautiful women for a meal, do you have any recommendations?"

He was originally a popular idol, and there were a lot of people in the live broadcast room. As soon as this question came out, the barrage went crazy, and all kinds of recommendations came out.

Some knew that he had a good relationship with Duqian, so they recommended Duqian, and some recommended Qi Ran and Chen Chi, but most of them recommended Duqian and Yuemo.

Shang Yu glanced at the screen, with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "I know, then go to Sister Qianqian's, after all... I still prefer hot pot."

At that time, the little cutie Du Qian hadn't realized what was going on, and was staring at Yue Mo's superb knife skills in a daze.

She suddenly felt that she didn't recognize Yue Mo that much.

Yue Mo played many roles in her most important moments, and became the beginning of many hopes. Until now, if she recalled, her first reaction would be a sense of security.

Now this man doesn't make her feel so familiar. Yuemo used to be so busy that he never went into the kitchen, let alone cooking, and there was such a thing as birthday sulk.

It doesn't sound like someone like Yuemo would do it, okay?
But he just did it.

It was as if he was showing another version of himself, a version of him she had never been able to touch and never had.

She had seen those slender, white hands holding test tubes with gloves on, twisting white paper in the sun, and even more so, the way he used them to make tea.

And now he's chopping vegetables with it.

She looked at it and was a little dazed.

Yue Mo stopped, wiped the knife surface with his hand, and put the cucumber shreds on the cutting board, looked at Du Qian with a tilted head and frowned: "Why are you in a daze, just sit on the side when you have nothing to do, Dare to be lost in the place where the knife is held."

Du Qian's thoughts were pulled back by him in an instant, and he didn't refute him when he heard the words, but he didn't really go to rest either.

She found some black tea bags and wanted to make a pot of tea.

To be honest, she would rather drink some wine warmer.

Just as the tea was being boiled, Sang Woo ran over.

"Duqian!" Shang Yu poked his head out from the corner.

Du Qian was stunned for a moment before realizing, "Shang Yu?"

Yue Mo raised her head upon hearing the sound.

Shang Yu walked in, smiling brightly: "Can I come to Cengfan? They told me that you have hot pot here."

Du Qian smiled: "Okay, come in and sit down, it will be fine soon."

Shang Yu sat down on the sofa, raised his head and met Yue Mo's eyes, and the latter raised his eyebrows and nodded, which was regarded as a greeting.

This hot pot originally had a number of people, but Yue Mo put a lot of side dishes, just now after Shang Yu sat down, he added a handful of sweet potato noodles, so it was almost the same.

Shang Yu's timing was very good, and the food was ready in the time it took Duqian to serve a cup of tea.

Duqian likes spicy food, so he specially prepared two hot and sour dipping sauces, and then served them together.

Shang Yu looked at the pot and exclaimed, "Wow, it's so rich!"

He asked again: "Duqian, don't you want to keep in shape?"

Du Qian, who was about to feast on the meal, said, "..." The question was really on point.

Duqian: "Yes."

Shang Yu paused for chopsticks and frowned: "Then you still—"

Du Qian was righteous: "I have discussed with my fat, I eat mine, they can't grow theirs."

Shang Yu: "..."

Between the two of them talking, the Duqian bowl had already been filled with sweet potato powder, meat and vegetables by Yue Mo.

He was not very interested in the topic of the two of them, so he raised his chopsticks and tapped lightly on Duqian's chopsticks: "The dipping sauce on the left is spicy, and the dipping sauce on the right is sour. Some lemon."

Du Qian looked down and whispered, "Thank you."

Yue Mo let out an "um" and was completely silent.

At this time, Duqian was not sure whether Yuemo was still angry.

Say no, but feel something vaguely, say yes, it looks normal again.

She really couldn't tell.

Shang Yu changed the subject and talked about Duqian's new drama, which successfully brought a wave of publicity.

Du Qian followed his changed topic, always answering the sentence just right, polite and not overstepping the rules.

"Do you have any plans to say what you want to do later?" Shang Yu asked.

Duqian shook his head: "I really don't have this one, and I don't know the neighborhood very well, and I don't want to go fishing or anything like that. Really... it's all tears. The weather isn't particularly suitable for swimming, is it?"

Shang Yu nodded in agreement with her words: "Indeed."

The topic was choked out again.

No, it doesn't seem to be.

Shang Yu chewed the food in his mouth, swallowed it and hurriedly said: "I suddenly remembered that there is a picnic place on the east side, it costs 30 yuan per person, it seems that the assistant mentioned it to me when I came over, There is a 30 yuan wallet for seasonings and tableware, but you have to catch the ingredients and dig the vegetables yourself, but someone will wash them for you.

"It seems that you can set up a tent to live there at night, but it is estimated that you need to light a fire or something on this day."

Du Qian thought it was good when she heard it, and thought that being embarrassed by two people at home is embarrassing, and being embarrassed by a group of people outside is also embarrassing, and when there are too many people, who cares about her embarrassment?

"I think it's okay." She said, biting her chopsticks and giving Yue Mo a sideways glance.

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