Female supporting style is wrong

Yan Meng shed tears of envy.

They debuted at the same time, and the age difference between the two is not too big. Seeing that Wei Zhou fell in love so quickly, it was about to be made public soon, but he was still single in the end, it was really sad.

Xu Ke commented: "At that time, the fans' reaction will be very fierce, you remember to protect the young lady."

Wei Zhou nodded.

The assistant drove the car over, the two stopped talking, got into the car together, and returned to the company.

The manager had already been waiting in the practice room, he didn't say much about it, he just called Wei Zhou away alone.

"We will negotiate with the other side on this matter, Wei Zhou, do you mean to continue to cooperate or not?" Brother Zhang clasped his fingers and listened to Wei Zhou's opinion completely.

Wei Zhou pulled his lips: "I don't think there is any need to continue."

"Okay." Brother Zhang didn't say much: "I see, this time the other party took the lead in violating the contract, and we won't pay any money we shouldn't."

Leave the rest of the details to Brother Zhang. He didn't say anything, and Wei Zhou didn't ask, so he felt relieved about it. The boy got up and said, "I want to take a day off today, so I'm going back to the apartment first."

Brother Zhang nodded and watched Wei Zhou leave.

In fact, he is often very thankful that although the ancestor he brought along doesn't like to socialize with others and his ability to take care of himself is a mess, he is not difficult to get along with. Although he is cold, he doesn't have the bad temper of those popular entertainers in the entertainment industry.

The assistant drove Wei Zhou back, Ji Ge hadn't left work yet, the young man had a whim, remembered the information he had checked online before, and called the supermarket to send something over.

Cooking is also one of the good ways to enhance your relationship.

Wei Zhou browsed through the step-by-step instructions on the Internet, thought uncertainly, bit his lip slightly, then let go, and stared at the phone screen with difficulty.

He has never cooked before, so what is the right amount, and how much is a little.

The kitchen is equipped with a smart cutting board, which can display the weight of the seasoning, which is just convenient for a kitchen rookie like Wei Zhou.

Even so, Wei Zhou was still stumbling.

The bought flour was sprinkled on the ground, luckily the rest was enough for use, Wei Zhou frantically operated, what he made was a small coconut-flavored milk square suitable for beginners, it looked exquisite and tasted sweet, Ji Ge would probably like it.

When it was time to add sugar, he reckoned that Ji Ge likes sweets, so it doesn't matter to put a little more.

Thinking of this, Wei Zhou raised his hand, scooped another spoonful of white sugar into it, and stirred the fine grains of sugar evenly.

When Ji Ge came back, the boy just took out the finished product from the refrigerator, she walked over curiously: "Ah Zhou, what did you buy?"

The small square of coconut milk in the container has not been cut open, and it is a large piece of white and tender, trembling, and you can almost imagine the sweet taste of it.

"Coconut milk recipe," Wei Zhou added, "I made it myself."

Wei Zhou has no interest in sweets, so Ji Ge figured it out as soon as he thought about it: "Do you make it for me?"

The boy gave a low hum, and moved the container to the kitchen: "Would you like to have a taste?"

The milk cube was wrapped in coconut flakes like snow grains, and Ji Ge picked up a piece with a small fork and put it in his mouth, with a delicate expression on his face.

How should I put it, although she is a sweet tooth lover, if she does not pursue diabetes, it is better to eat less.

It's too sweet.

Ji Ge swallowed the coconut-flavored milk formula, and faced Wei Zhou's expectant gaze, his expression remained unchanged: "...the taste is very good."

She probably understood the feelings of those who were abused by her cooking skills.