As a beautiful person, he became popular in the variety show and flirted with the villain

Chapter 25 Subtle Atmosphere (Sura Field)
Wen Qing lowered his head, picked up the box of instant noodles, and waved towards Xiao Qiao.

"I'll take it~"

There is a slight smile on the corner of the mouth.

Hugged in his arms, Wen Qing, who had settled down for lunch, softened a lot.

The coldness between the eyebrows has completely melted away, and the temperament is clean and youthful.

But as soon as Wen Qing turned around, she saw Qi Mo's hands clasped in front of his chest, leaning lazily as if he had no bones, his eyes fell on himself and Xiao Qiaoran behind him.

The curvature of the corners of the lips was almost perfect, but for some reason Wen Qing always felt a chill.

Oh, it's over!

It's very urgent, is there any room for redemption for being recognized as a scumbag by the "power bank"?

Wen Qing felt that God was going to kill her!

[Tongzi, you are not kind!You clearly knew that Qi Mo might come over, yet you still issued such a mission! 】

[Oh, the host doesn't blame me~ I gave you a chance, but you couldn't grasp it!It's your choice, don't blame me! 】

Wen Qing:! ! !Pooh

Can't hold it?

Listening to that gloating tone, it was almost like engraving the words "watching a good show" on the forehead.

Wen Qing pursed her lips, ready to keep her eyes fixed, and passed by Qi Mo.

As long as Qi Mo didn't say it clearly, she would pretend that she didn't know.

Who knows!Wen Qing encountered this situation for the first time, and she was about to go crazy!
Qi Mo never thought that he was standing here, and Wen Qing was ignoring him to the end.

His handsome and handsome face seemed to be instantly covered with a layer of frost.

But after a few seconds, the coldness disappeared completely, and he became as indifferent as water, his brows and eyes were flat and cold, it seemed that the coldness just now was an illusion.

But if you look closely, Qi Mo's obsidian-like deep eyes hide a sense of loneliness that cannot be concealed.

He didn't say anything because... he was not qualified to question anything.

He walked in calmly, and when he passed Wen Qing, he didn't hesitate or pause for a moment.

Walking in front of Xiao Qiaoran, regardless of the provocative expression on Xiao Qiaoran's face, he calmly took out the cooking knife on the table.

Slicing the tomato in front of you.

The hand with well-defined bones, porcelain white is exquisite, without any blemishes, and the cold cooking knife is flexibly controlled in Qi Mo's hand.

There is an indescribable smoothness and beauty.

No one knew that Qi Mo was going to make lunch for himself and Wen Qing.

Later, Qi Mo found that his unrealistic thoughts just now were just being self-indulgent, he should restrain all his kindness, and stop meddling in any nosy things, just like before.
Put yourself in the perspective of a third party watching, and ignore everything around you.

Wen Qing, who passed by, couldn't help but look back at Qi Mo in the end.

He looked calm, as if all the entanglements he had just had were unnecessary.

Thinking of this, Wen Qing breathed a sigh of relief, yes, how could the villain in Otome's script care about himself, a cannon fodder who keeps dying?
I really think about it.

Wanting to understand this, Wen Qing went back to her room with the instant noodles she snatched from Xiao Qiaoran without any burden.

First, I dried my hair, soaked the instant noodles and dealt with it casually.

In fact, on weekdays, the lunches of several guests are self-reliant, but the program team will actually provide a variety of ingredients and get them through tasks.

But now the guests, Shi Yi and Qin Yao, haven't come back yet, so the program group feels a bit free-ranging.

In fact, it's not that Wen Qing can't cook, the main reason is that the original owner can't cook.

If many dishes can be cooked suddenly in the past few days, it is obviously a bit fake.

And even though Wen Qing is passionate about food, Wen Qing is actually quite lazy, insisting on not doing anything if he can, and just deal with it casually.

Wen Qing, who was full, lay on the bed enjoying a moment of comfort.

But in a daze, Wen Qing was suddenly called out by the system.

【Host!Here comes the mission~]

[Ding~ Activate the plot! 】

【Qi Mo's silent way is a kind of silent provocation to Xiao Qiaorana! 】

[He suddenly thought of Wen Qing turning his head to look at Qi Mo's face with undisguised astonishment just now, so he couldn't help mocking Qi Mo]

[He lowered his voice and said softly and coolly in Qi Mo's ear: Trash~ you can bear it?The pretending is disgusting! 】

[Qi Mo paused in his hand, his eyes narrowed slightly, his calm pupils suddenly filled with ripples]

【Bang—the cooking knife stabbed fiercely into the chopping board in front of him, and stood there tilted! 】

【Finally. Qi Mo couldn't help but grabbed Xiao Qiaoran's collar, and raised his fist to hit Xiao Qiaoran's face that deserved a beating! 】

[But at this time, the late director recorded all this in the camera]

[For Qi Mo who is about to be reviled by thousands of people, your choice is——]

[A: Get up and run!Don't wait for the rescue, just run now! 】

【B: Continue to sit here leisurely, but points will be deducted if you ignore it~】

[C: Far water can't decompose near fire, in order to suppress this hot search, create a bigger hot search, doomed to be a demon! 】

[A, choose A]

Wen Qing didn't expect that after he left, Xiao Qiaoran would not leave and even mocked Qi Mo.

It seems that there is really a long-standing grudge between these two people.

But it would be fine if the camera originally recorded everything. Obviously, the late arrival of the director will push Qi Mo to the forefront.

Xiao Qiaoran also has a lot of fans, but it doesn't do much good for Qi Mo.

Wen Qing immediately threw off the quilt, put on her shoes and went out, hoping to catch up in time.

The frequency of her steps was much faster than before.

And that side.

Xiao Qiaoran glanced at Qi Mo's raised fist, and then his eyes fell on the director who came belatedly.

The corner of the mouth suddenly curled up, "I bet you don't dare to fight~"

ridicule!

joke!

The sloppy and lazy posture that made Qi Mo loathe was simply challenging Qi Mo's patience.

The anger that had been suppressed just now gained the upper hand uncontrollably.

boom--

Without thinking, Qi Mo punched Xiao Qiaoran.

That punch hit Xiao Qiaoran firmly in the face.

"Don't dare to fight? Heh~"

Qi Mo raised his eyebrows, raised his hand, and punched Xiao Qiaoran hard again.Stubborn and reckless, arrogant and willful, but with an unstoppable indifference.

The corners of his lips curled up slightly, showing the same mocking smile, as if torn off the cold and noble coat, revealing the arrogance and wanton domineering, but the inherent nobility still remained.

Barrage:

[Hiss - I'm going!Qi Mo is crazy! ? ]
[Oh shit!Who are you hitting?Qi Mo, I ask you!Who are you hitting? ! ]
[grass!Qi Mo, are you sick? !This man is definitely violent! ]
[Damn, Qi Mo, you are really outrageous!Disgusting Bala's! ]
(End of this chapter)