Flirting with each other! Top stars whispered to each other in a love variety show

Chapter 41 Mark
"You can sleep a little longer tomorrow. I'll make breakfast later."

Liang Songyi was stunned, "Is this what you want to say?"

Wen Xun pondered for a while and nodded softly.

The gentle smile in her eyes suddenly faded, "It's okay, I don't have to eat it."

When I’m busy at work, I often don’t have time to eat, and it’s common to just grab a bite during breaks.

When I was on vacation, I slept until noon and even missed breakfast.

"How can I not eat it?"

Wen Xun's brows sank.

"Have you...been like this often before?"

He couldn't help it and didn't say it out loud.

Liang Songyi bit her lip lightly and paused as her fingers scratched the table.

"…Not often."

She didn't know that she was actually not good at lying.

She is now full of loopholes in Wen Xun's eyes.

But he couldn't bear to expose it, he just felt heartbroken.

I feel sad that outsiders only see her brilliance on the stage, but fail to notice the hardships she endures off stage.

It's not like he hasn't been in that circle before, so he knows how most people live.

The world is full of decadence and luxury.

Having a lot of money that most ordinary people can never get in their lifetime, and yet asking for this and that, he is more difficult to deal with than a newborn baby.

But she is not.

He had seen her squatting in a corner of the crowded backstage, chewing on dry bread, staring at the cue card and going over the procedures and lines on it over and over again.

I've seen her being scolded by the artist's agent for not taking good care of the artists on the show, but she couldn't say a word in rebuttal.

She came here in the rain by herself, but now she has become the one holding an umbrella for others.

I don't want to talk about the hardships and grievances I have endured.

How could he not feel sorry for her like this?

"You have to eat breakfast. I'll make it for you at whatever time you get up tomorrow."

Wen Xun stared at her drooping and trembling eyelashes and spoke gently.

It was unnaturally gentle, as if she was disturbed.

Liang Songyi raised her eyes, "Didn't you tell me to sleep in a little later? But they should all get up earlier than me..."

She didn't finish her words, but Wen Xun already understood what she meant.

This silly girl still thinks he makes breakfast for everyone.

"Don't worry about them."

He is quite ruthless.
"They are adults too, they can handle it themselves."

[I am dying of laughter. It has nothing to do with him whether other people live or die except Leung Chung-yi]

[That makes sense. Wen Xun has no obligation to cook for them every day! ]

[I reasonably speculate that if it weren't for Liang Songyi, Wen Xun would never have cooked.]

[His hands can write songs and cook, it's amazing~]

[My sister Liang doesn’t eat well, Wen Xun must be distressed]

[I don’t eat well either, who will feel sorry for me/crying]

[Are the two of you so far apart? Is that for me? Come closer! ]

[In this atmosphere, the pregnancy test stick will show two bars after being swung in the air twice/squinting smile]

Liang Songyi didn't know what to say and just uttered "oh".

This world returned to its tranquility, and a soft and ambiguous atmosphere spread between the two.

Wen Xun glanced sideways at the clock hanging on the wall of the living room.

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, with a bit of regret and reluctance.

"It's getting late, go upstairs and wash up."

Liang Songyi stood up straight, "Then I'll go upstairs first," she paused and added, "See you later."

"Well, see you later."

He raised his eyebrows slightly and spoke in a long and slow tone, as if he was flirting.

His voice was pleasant to begin with, and it was even more annoying when he deliberately lowered it. Liang Songyi's fingertips went numb from listening to it, and she quickened her pace and ran upstairs.

Does he know how attractive he is?
The light in the kitchen cast a slanting shadow.

The shadow swayed, moved forward, and stopped beside the dining table.

Wen Xun leaned on the place where she had just leaned, and the pen in her hand was spinning in circles, lightly and relaxedly.

After an unknown amount of time, he stood up and prepared to go upstairs.

His hand suddenly touched something, he glanced sideways and paused. Under the light, the glass on the table cast a small shadow, which fell on his hand.

The unfinished water in the cup swayed slightly, then quickly became calm.

He raised his hand, and his fingertips lightly swept across the wall of the cup, his eyes tender and full of endless attachment.

After a while, he got up and walked to the kitchen with the cup.

The faucet was turned on, and the clear water wetted my hands. The milky white foam gradually covered the glass, and my slender, bony hands washed slowly and methodically.

Until his fingertips touched the red, he paused, then slowly washed it with foam.

Drain the water and put the cup back to the edge of the cup rack.

In the evening, since everyone was a little tired today, we did not gather together to announce the results.

The messages that were successfully exchanged were sent to each guest’s mobile phone via text messages.

Liang Songyi took a shower, dried her hair and lay on the bed. She hadn’t read the text message sent by the program crew yet, but she already knew the result she wanted.

[W: What do you want for breakfast? The same as usual?]

The circle of friends is only visible to her, and there are no replies from others in the comment section.

Liang Songyi typed something and then deleted it, and finally just sent a "hmm".

He replied quickly.

【W: OK, go to bed early, see you tomorrow. 】

A smile spread across her eyes and the warm yellow light from the bedside lamp shone on her face, making her smile even deeper.

[Liang: See you tomorrow/Smiley face]

After she sent it, she couldn't help but be stunned.

After a while, he lifted the quilt and buried his head in it.

After she calmed down a little, she came out again and refreshed her Moments page.

There was a reply, but it was the one she sent to him.

【W: Light blue. 】

Liang Songyi was stunned for a moment and looked up at the shopping bag on the table.

He likes light blue, but what if she didn’t buy light blue?
His brows were slightly furrowed, and a moment of confusion flashed across his face.

Forget it, if he doesn't like it, just give him another one.

She let out a long sigh, put her phone aside, and lay down to sleep.

[Ah? Just fell asleep like this? ]

[Why did Liang Songyi frown just now? What did Wen Xun reply? ]

[What did they post on WeChat Moments? Did the production team post it on Weibo? ]

[No, it will be updated after the live broadcast ends at 11 o'clock]

[Are they the ones who are suffering from the alternating smiles and frowns? No, it is us. ]

The next day.

Leung Song-yi woke up not too late, opening her eyes before 9:30.

After washing up and going downstairs, I could already hear voices.

"Hey, hey, hey, turn it over! It's going to burn!"

It was Song Siyu's voice.

"I told you I was here, but you haven't cooked yet."

"I want to try it... It's okay, I'll eat this one, and I'll fry another one for you."

Li Jinye sounded annoyed.

"Come on, I'll do it myself, you go eat first."

When Liang Songyi walked into the kitchen, she saw Song Siyu snatch the spatula from Li Jinye. Li Jinye stood by like a young wife, not daring to move.

"What are you doing?"

She asked out loud.

Song Siyu cracked an egg into the pot, and turned her head to look when she heard her voice.

"Sister, you're awake. We're making breakfast. Do you want to eat? I'll make one for you."

Liang Songyi was a little drowsy in her sleep, her head was not yet clear, and she subconsciously replied "Okay".

"Then I..."

Song Siyu was just about to crack another egg and fry two eggs together.

The spatula in his hand was suddenly taken away, and the pot was placed on another stove.

"I come."

When Liang Songyi saw Wen Xun's back, she suddenly realized that she seemed to have forgotten something.

Yesterday he said he made breakfast for her...

(End of this chapter)