Green Tea Tipping Guide

——The original owner planned something that hadn't been completed for a whole year. On this drunk night, under the influence of alcohol, Nan Feng was almost done.

But Nan Feng couldn't resist Mu Yang at all, just like she always succumbed to Mu Yang in the last world. There were tears in Nan Feng's eyes, but why did she cry?

Nan Feng almost lost his mind. It's like a wildfire in a prairie fire, but in a flash, it can ignite the entire grassland. With the help of the wind, the fire spit out tongues of fire frantically. Nan Feng remembered the last world again... But, Mu Yang, sister, why are you doing this? Why am I... appearing here?

"Baby..." Mu Yang whispered and kissed her forehead.

Nan Feng was shocked by her "baby", and it took a lot of effort to push Mu Yang away. The latter's eyes were reddish, and he was obviously unconscious. After a moment of calming down, Mu Yang also recovered his mind. She lowered her head and slowly picked up the clothes scattered on the ground.

"Sorry..." Mu Yang hugged his clothes and apologized to Nan Feng in a low voice. She knew that she would lose her mind easily after drinking, but she didn't expect that she would and Nan Feng--

In a mess, Nan Feng put on the quilt and whispered: "I just pretend that nothing happened. Go back to sleep, and get up early tomorrow to record the show."

Mu Yang bit his lip and left Nan Feng's room without saying a word.

It shouldn’t be like this—the two of them, shouldn’t be like this...

Mu Yang realized that something was wrong, but she couldn't find what was wrong. The shackles on her heart were slowly decayed, and it seemed to gradually collapse because of the half-degree of the spring breeze.

There seemed to be a flow of heat in his chest, hot and enthusiastic, just like Nan Feng who had just responded enthusiastically to him. The two of them could have fallen in love with each other. But why-why on earth!

This problem troubled Mu Yang all night, so that when she woke up the next day to put on makeup, the makeup artist worriedly asked if she hadn't rested well last night.

Mu Yang opened his eyes and looked at himself in the mirror. A woman's facial features are exquisite, combined with an indescribable charm. Between the eyebrows and eyes, the aura of the superior is unobstructed. However, in her eyes, there are two obvious bags under the eyes.

"It's okay." Mu Yang reluctantly bends the corners of his lips, and said a little tiredly: "Maybe it's a bit of recognition of the bed."

The makeup artist nodded knowingly, and after struggling for a long time, he still chose to ask in a low voice, "Then the one on your neck can't be covered?"

"What are you talking about?" A bad premonition flashed across Mu Yang's heart between the electric light and flint. She suddenly opened her eyes and saw the tooth marks on her neck.

Mu Yang was panicked: It's over, I can't explain it now.

However, the cold general Mu's face was calm, and Gu Jing Wubo said, "Cover."

The makeup artist did not laugh. It turns out that Mr. Mu, who is tall and cold, would be bitten on the neck by Teacher Nan? So which of these two people is attacking and who is receiving?

Mu Yang: Wait! There are tooth marks on my neck, and on Nan Feng's neck—

"I told you that it was a mosquito bite. Why is your child so ignorant? Can't you understand?" Nan Feng rolled his eyes and answered the angry baby Congzishi's question without angrily while putting on make-up.

"Teacher Nan, I especially want to ask you, how did you raise mosquitoes with a size of one meter and seven meters?" Cong Zi was the one who came here. Of course, he saw the hickey on Nan Feng's neck. He laughed and teased him.

Does Nan Jie suffer? Since Zishi touched his chin, he felt that he had to get a glimpse of the truth.

"Go, go, go as you are after putting on your makeup, don't hire me here." Nan Feng glared at him fiercely, and whispered to the makeup artist: "Sister, cover up... cover up... …"

The makeup artist spread his hands in embarrassment: "Teacher Nan, it's really hard to handle you too much, or... I'll make a few band-aids for you? Will you put them on?"

Nan Feng turned his head and looked at her in disbelief: "Isn't this the more and more eloquent description?"

The makeup artist spread his hands: "Then I will put foundation and concealer on you, and if it falls out later, you can put on makeup again."

The villain in Nan Feng's heart bit his handkerchief and slapped Mu Yang in his heart severely-who is it? Is it a dog? Don't you know to save yourself some face?

Therefore, after the preliminary preparations were completed, the two people who met had different expressions, but they were all a bit subtle.

Nan Feng put a thick layer of foundation and concealer on her neck, and she felt uncomfortable thinking about it, and she didn't want to talk to Mu Yang at all. Mu Yang was embarrassed by his gaffe last night, and always wanted to apologize to Nan Feng, but he was embarrassed to speak in the face of so many people.

"What's wrong with you?" Jiang You looked at Nan Feng's inflexible neck suspiciously, and asked in confusion: "Why is his neck whiter than his face today? What new trend is this?"

Nan Fengbai gave Mu Yang a glance and gritted his teeth to answer Jiang You's question: "Oh, there are too many mosquitoes in Binshi. I didn't use mosquito coils last night, and I bit several bags."

"Why didn't I see the mosquitoes? No, then you wouldn't wear such a thick makeup-oh!" Jiang You was halfway through, and suddenly understood. She looked at Mu Yang not far away, as if she woke up from a dream. Said: "Understood. Understood. Hey, you young people, it's better to be more temperate! Otherwise, what should you do if you get older then..."

Nan Feng's eyes widened in surprise: "Sister Jiang, what do you understand?"

"Hey, don't worry, sister knows." Jiang You patted her on the shoulder, and said with a gesture of someone coming: "Don't worry, sister will not talk about it. But let's forget the target of the introduction we talked about yesterday. Appropriate, just treat it as a joke."

"Ah? Don't tell me, Sister Jiang!" Nan Feng walked two steps quickly to catch up with her.

"What's the situation?" Wang Yi looked at Mu Yang who was standing not far away, then looked at Nan Feng who was chasing his wife anxiously, and touched his head: "What are these two people doing?"

Except for Mu Yang Nanfeng and Yu Hui, the other two groups had a good rest. Mu Yang Nanfeng was tossed and turned because of some ulterior affair, while the heroine was purely angry by the hero. In addition to the snoring of the hero while sleeping, the snoring sound can be transmitted to his room-the hero is actually My heart slept soundly.

Originally, according to the development of the plot, there was no interruption by Nan Feng in this show. Under Mu Yang's eyes, Zhai Nian had a sense of crisis and cherished Yu Hui even more.

But perhaps it is the butterfly effect. The arrival of Nan Feng directly led to the male protagonist's male chauvinism, and even a trend toward straight male cancer.

"What's the matter, can the male protagonists of these worlds give me some help?" Nan Feng was half-sentient and half-voiced and System 666 complained: "Can anyone like this be a male protagonist?"

[This is the popular male lead type of the year! ] System 666 despised Nan Feng’s ignorance: [This type was very popular back then! Look, domineering president, domineering! It's because you didn't know it! 】

"It's nothing." Nan Feng rolled his eyes and sat upright, listening to the program group's explanation of today's recording arrangements.

It's six o'clock in the morning, the sky is already bright, and it looks like it should be sunny. A dazzling red sun sprinkled with golden light, hung on the sea level, with an indescribable charm.

As a literary youth, Nan Feng expressed her feelings: "Perhaps, this is the charm of the sea!" Before the art was finished, she looked down and exclaimed: "- Hey!"

Everyone laughed, and when she looked down, a small crab climbed on the back of her instep. Nan Feng shook his feet sternly and shook it down.

"It seems that Teacher Nan already knows what we are going to do this morning." The program group couldn't help laughing.

Nan Feng raised his head in surprise.

"Let's catch the sea today!" The program team excitedly introduced: "We want to get up early to catch the sea like the locals! You can pick up some shells, shrimps, fish, and Nan teacher's little crabs on the beach. "

Nan Feng:...

"The results of this morning determine whether you can spend the whole day happily today." The program group sold a key and sent a small bucket to the guest.

"Nan Feng..." Mu Yang walked to Nan Feng barefoot, carrying the small bucket, and calling her name in a low voice as if he made a mistake with his head down.

Nan Feng raised his head, Quandang didn't hear it.

"Nannan..."

Nan Feng: Bah! You are Nan Nan!

"Fengfeng?"

Nan Feng glared at her.

Mu Yang knew it, and shouted: "Wife!"

Nan Feng staggered and almost fell to the ground. When she straightened up, she glared and said angrily: "What are you talking about! Who is your wife!"

Mu Yang was wronged: "Then you say, how can you not be angry with me?"

In front of so many cameras, Nan Feng was too embarrassed to say that she was angry, so she wrote lightly: "I'm not angry, why should I be angry?"

"Then let's go to the sea together!" Mu Yang carried the small bucket and followed Nan Feng step by step.

Cameraman:? ? ? Didn't Mr. Mu be so cold and ignorant of Teacher Nan's answer yesterday? Why is it today—it's really fragrant?

The little brother was thinking about this, but Nan Feng suddenly turned his head and said to him with a smile: "Sorry, I have something to say with Mu Yang, can you give us five minutes?"

The little brother nodded repeatedly, and the little wife and wife wanted to talk. How could there be no reason to not agree?

"What do you want to do?" Nan Feng frowned and turned off the microphone, deliberately acting impatiently, trying to annoy Mu Yang: "I signed the divorce agreement you gave. I have time to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to go through the procedures. Just fine, you don’t have to follow me like this, don’t worry, I won’t bother you."

"But I am a person with professional ethics. I hope that during the recording of the show, we can also play the role of a model wife and wife."

Fake fake! Nan Feng thought, she was reluctant to get a divorce! Saying these words is just to excite Mu Yang and let her recognize her own heart.

Should you choose yourself or Yu Hui?

Mu Yang opened his mouth, trying to cover up: "My divorce agreement has not been written down, and there are some problems with the division of property-yes, it is not very good for you..."

Bad excuses.

Nan Feng snorted coldly, "I don't need that little money, no more."

Mu Yang suddenly raised his head: "But you called me Yang Yang yesterday, and we both ——"

"I did it." Nan Feng turned his face away, copying his hands, with an indifferent expression on his face.

Mu Yang looked at her face, this person, he was still talking about loving herself when she was confused and in love yesterday, but now--

Nan Feng cocked his tail triumphantly-to make you dislike me, let you like the hostess, let you play a hooligan to me last night! snort! Are you dumbfounded? Hey hey! Damn it?

Mu Yang kissed him directly, with such strength that he even bit Nan Feng's lips.

Nan Feng pushed her away in surprise, and wiped the red on her lips: Meow?

"You don't like me?" Mu Yang's eyes were red, and she stared at Nan Feng firmly, as if as long as Nan Feng denied it, she would take people apart.

"I-don't come here!" Nan Feng didn't dare to answer, she frantically tapped the system 666 in her heart: "666! 666! Something went wrong! You see if Mu Yang is blackened!"

[Please don't irritate the female partner Mu Yang, the female partner Mu Yang has a tendency to become black. 】

"You don't want me to irritate her, and you let me help her get rid of the control of the world, so I can only take the initiative to dedicate myself?" Nan Feng felt that System 666 gave herself a death proposition-two options, choose A, GAMEOVER; choose B, GAMEOVER-how does this make people play?

[Ahem, host, to a certain extent——] This is the case. System 666 can't help thinking, pit its own host, it is professional!

"Are you kidding me?" Nan Feng realized that something was wrong, this system, since the last world, wanted to send himself to Mu Yang's bed-what is the purpose of this guy? Do you seek welfare for Mu Yang's sexual life?

[Host, think about the bright side! ] System 666 forced a lie: [Look, if you can really help Mu Yang get rid of control, wouldn’t it be for your own benefit? 】

Nan Feng: What you said makes sense...

System 666: Right! This system is an intelligent system——

Nan Feng: Ha ha, shut up!

"You don't want me?" Mu Yang approached her step by step, her eyes sharp, but what she said was pitiful. She also knew that her behavior was scumbag—"I used to—I didn't know what happened to me before..."

Her voice was getting lower and lower, and until the end, Nan Feng couldn't even hear what she was saying.

"I'm not……"

"I'm sorry, I know it is difficult for you to forgive my previous mistakes-I don't want you to be so embarrassed." Mu Yang bit his lip and made up his mind: "Nan Feng, can you give me a chance? An... let me pursue your opportunity again?"

Nan Feng froze in place: "Huh?"

"Nan Feng, can I pursue you again?" Mu Yang's eyes looked at Nan Feng deeply. Those eyes were full of solemn and promises that were rarely seen in ordinary days: "You have been chasing me before. Run, now, won’t it be me?"

"I have no contact with Yu Hui." Mu Yang pursed his lips and added such a sentence. She looked at Nan Feng and wanted to know her answer - but Mu Yang knew that her cold violence against Nan Feng in the past might have wiped away Nan Feng's love for her. Now - she only hopes that Nan Feng could give herself a chance to pursue her again.

Nan Feng thought, you like Yu Hui, that is the will of the world, and it has nothing to do with you. Anyway, your true love is me!

Nan Meow's tail rose again.

"Okay." Nan Feng said blankly.

Nanfeng on the surface: Oh (￣_￣)

Actual Nan Feng: My wife is going to chase me!ヽ()()

So, the cameraman who smoked a cigarette in the same place saw the two people who were still in the cold war, and now they came back awkwardly holding hands.

The soot of the cameraman fell on his hand, and he was so hot that he stammered and asked: "Two or two teachers, have you discussed it?"

Nan Feng blushed and nodded.

Getting up early to catch the sea is actually a very interesting thing, if Mu Yang didn't make trouble by the side. Actually, it can't be said that Mr. Mu was making trouble, she just missed and let go of the small shrimps and crabs that Nan Feng had worked so hard to catch.

Nan Feng carried his little red bucket and said disgustedly: "I don't want to talk to you anymore, stay away from me."

"Baby..." Mu Yang narrowed his mouth, "Do you dislike me anymore?"

Thinking of Mu Yang's madness after denying the problem just now, Nan Feng shook his head, barely smiling, and said with a smile: "Why, how? We Yang Yang is the best!"

Mu Yang spoiled herself in a low voice: "I'm sorry..."

"Yeah, good." Nan Feng straightened up and slapped his sore waist due to long bending. Mu Yang saw the situation and put a hand on her waist, kneading and pinching, "Is that this?"

You **** let me go! It's not working anymore!

Nan Feng slumped directly into Mu Yang's arms.

Mu Yang holds the lover in his arms: Meow meow?

"Don't touch my waist! My waist is sensitive!" Nan Feng burst out from Mu Yang's arms, becoming angry.

Mu Yang understood: "I understand."

"You know what you know!" Nan Feng exploded his hair.

Under Mr. Mu's scolding, the two-person team succeeded in becoming the last one.

After hearing the results announced by the program group, Nan Feng remembered the group of small shrimps and crabs he had been let go by Mu Yang, and said anxiously: "It seems that I am going to spend this day unhappy."

"Hahahaha, it seems Teacher Nan is mentally prepared." The program group pointed to the parking lot with four cars. Three SUVs and one-a van.

Nan Feng glared at Mu Yang and squeezed her hand by the way: "If I didn't guess wrong, we should be the van, right?"

"Bingo! Congratulations! But there is no prize~" The program group couldn't help but start to introduce today's itinerary: "It is half past eight, everyone needs to arrive at Binshi Museum before nine o'clock. We are going to start a cultural journey. Noon. We are going to have a meal at a well-known local seafood restaurant. There is no recording task in the afternoon. If the weather is good in the evening, we will record the final fireworks display. If everything goes well, we can end the recording tomorrow."

For Nan Feng sitting in the van, this kind of weather is really a torment. Not to mention-the air conditioner of the van is! Bad! of!

Although Mu Yang's way of holding the steering wheel with one hand is very beautiful, although Mu Yang's fingers are white, thin and long, but—

Nan Feng wiped his sweat and muttered: "It's so hot."

"Why don't you get stuffy without opening the window?" Mu Yang looked at her strangely, and Nan Feng realized that she hadn't opened the window. She rolled down the car window with a bitter expression and said to the camera: "The program team, You guys, be yourself!"

The staff member who was watching the content of the photography was full of laughter: Teacher Nan is so interesting!

"In other words, do you think that Teacher Nan and Mr. Mu are not quite right today?"

In the morning, the little brother who carried the camera to take pictures touched the place where he was burned by soot in the morning, and said that he has the most say: "I saw it this morning! Teacher Nan asked me to avoid it for a while and said she wanted to say something to Mr. Mu Words. Then when the two of them came back, Teacher Nan's mouth was swollen, and both of them held their hands together!"

"Fuck it! Really!"

"My mother! Are they about to get divorced? Is it because they accidentally discovered that each other is true love after being on our show?"

"Then our show-is still a matchmaker show?"

"What about Yu Hui and Zhai Nian? These two can't make it, right?"

"Just the straight man who died of cancer in Zhai Nian, who can stand it!"

The male and female protagonist who was being talked about was driving while navigating. Strangely, Yu Hui was in the driver's seat, while Zhai Nian was in the back seat.

In front of the camera, Yu Hui held back and said nothing. Others come to participate in this show to fall in love, and to participate in this show yourself is to get angry. Being dominated by this man's mind as a servant, what kind of green onion do you think he is?

Yu Hui thought she would break the contract in the next period. She would rather pay tens of millions than be aggrieved to live in the same room with the great master of this old society.

"Yang Yang opened his mouth, ah--" Mu Yang opened his mouth in cooperation, and Nan Feng peeled off a small bread and stuffed it into Mu Yang's mouth.

Mu Yang swallowed hard, and glanced at Nan Feng with an aversion.

The recording during the day went smoothly and the time passed quickly. Because Zishi and Wang Yi will have something to do tomorrow, the program group reduced one activity and moved the task of tomorrow afternoon to today.

In other words, after the show is recorded tomorrow morning, they will successfully complete the task.

"Since the city banned fireworks, I haven't seen fireworks for a long time." Nan Feng was sitting on the beach wrapped in a blanket, leaning on Mu Yang, and whispered: "The last time I saw fireworks was in Victoria. Hong Kong.” That was the last world. She and Mu Yang stood hand in hand among the crowd. Amidst the cheers, the fireworks were brilliant and bright.

"When did you go?" Mu Yang turned his head, and kissed her softly on the corner of her lips.

Nan Feng thought for a while and replied: "Last year." Last year, the original owner did go to Victoria Harbour to watch the fireworks, but she went alone, standing in the endless fireworks, alone.

"At that time, you were working on a plan." Nan Feng leaned her head on Mu Yang's shoulder and said with a chuckle: "If you have a chance, let's go see the fireworks together." She paused: "You can go anywhere, as long as with you."

"Then-sleep with me tonight, okay?"

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Nanfeng: I'll report it! She is playing. Rogue!

Mu Yang: OAO still doesn't hurt in the waist.

Nan Feng:? ? ? QAQ!

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The author's heart: No one finds that there are more than 20 of the pre-receipt and it breaks 400, right? No one remembers what I want to add, right?

No one remembers it, I'm cooing~ (No)

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I would like to recommend the text of my friends~ "The Little Wife Dressed as a Rich Woman"

Wash and sleep, you have everything in your dreams.

A delusional prayer before going to bed: I don't want to work hard anymore, I want to be taken care of by a rich woman. The believer wishes to be a vegetarian all her life.

When the accident came true, the cross talk praised Rong Jingtian as she wished to wear the book, and she became the canary of Duojin Yujie.

Rich and beautiful sisters, everything is so beautiful, except that you can't eat meat.

Tears flowed from the corners of his mouth when he mentioned the word meat.

Rong Jingtian was very wronged. She wanted to eat steamed lamb, steamed bear paw, steamed deer tail, roasted duck...

After all, President Ba and the rich woman are dog-blood magnets, attracting green tea and white lotus. Rong Jingtian wasn't afraid at all in the face of their taking turns.

Cross talk is an art of language. Before taking the job, Rong Jingtian had passed the fourth and sixth level of tea language and lotus language, and the fourth and sixth level of chattering.

Green tea: Why do you always keep lingering around!

Rong Jingtian: I'm sorry, sister.

I blamed me for being too stupid and couldn’t do anything well. Mr. Yu said she didn’t care if she looked at me, so she combed my hair and told stories to coax me to sleep. , Sister will not be angry.

Bai Lian: You dare to stand beside Mr. Yu without seeing what you look like.

Rong Jingtian: Yeah, I don't know how to dress up in the rustic. It's not cute like my sister piercing a ball on her head. What a fairy in a white dress.

Not as big as my breasts, tempting everything I wear, Mr. Yu always said that I was a fairy who hooked her soul, and couldn't do without me for a moment.

Mixed eating, waiting for death, holding mouth owing to greed, salted fish, attacked by X Zhendi tyrants, cold and boring Yujie

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