Although Song Qingzhou had been lying down all afternoon, he had basically eaten nothing from last night to now. It was the time when he was hungry.
After drinking Mo Ziqian's bowl of chicken soup, Song Qingzhou's appetite increased and she ate two large bowls of rice. When she wanted to eat, Mo Ziqian brought her a plate of washed fruits: "Don't want it for dinner." I eat too much and it’s hard to digest.”
Song Qingzhou touched her belly and ate the fruit obediently. She didn't know why she felt guilty when facing Mo Ziqian now.
After finishing the meal, Director Wang Mian took advantage of the six guests being present to announce the gameplay for the next two weeks: exchanging partners.
Director Wang Mian said with a loudspeaker: "We will meet countless people in our lives. A momentary heartbeat does not mean eternity, so we also hope that the guests can contact as many other people as possible. Last week everyone had A date, exchange your partners in the next two weeks, and wait until the end of the month to choose the person who makes your heart beat the most."
The eyes of the six guests began to twinkle when they heard this. The program crew really knows how to play.
The staff of the program team took out the cards with the names written on them. The girls drew first. Song Qingzhou got priority in the draw because he was sick.
The staff looked at Song Qingzhou's plastered left foot, and then looked at Mo Ziqian not far away. Thinking of yesterday's scene, he took the card with Mo Ziqian's name out of Song Qingzhou's shoulder with some bad intentions. Taken in front of you.
Song Qingzhou casually pulled out the card and turned it over. The name written on it was [Chu Ziang].
So the next female guest to draw lots was Shen Jingwen. She pulled out one of the two cards with [Xu Sinian] written on it.
So three new combinations are freshly released:
Song Qingzhou and Chu Ziang.
Shen Jingwen and Xu Sinian.
Ming Yuxi and Mo Ziqian.
This combination will take effect from tomorrow, so tonight is the last night for Mo Ziqian and Song Qingzhou to be a couple for a week.
When Mo Ziqian heard this combination, he kept his usual expressionless face, so that Song Qingzhou couldn't tell what he was thinking.
Chu Ziang looked at the bandage on Song Qingzhou's left foot and her pale face, and said thoughtfully: "Then I will cook you more food to replenish your body in the next week."
Song Qingzhou replied with a smile: "Thank you very much."
After chatting briefly for a while, everyone was ready to go back to their rooms to rest. Tomorrow was going to be a terrible Monday.
Standing in front of the stairs, Song Qingzhou hesitated. Although she had crutches as an aid, the two-story stairs were really difficult for her.
Just when she was about to ask Ming Yuxi and Shen Jingwen for help, a familiar scent suddenly came from behind her. The next second, her whole body was hugged sideways. The sudden suspension frightened her and she subconsciously stretched out her arms to hug them. He hit the person behind him on his neck.
Song Qingzhou raised his head and looked like he was about to say something, when a slight laughter came: "Relax, you are not heavy, I can hold you."
Song Qingzhou's ears turned red, wondering how this person still had the hobby of eavesdropping on other people's conversations, but the hot heat coming from her ears made her quibble and argue: "This is not because you suddenly appeared behind me. It scared me."
As she spoke, she loosened her arms around Mo Ziqian's neck.
Mo Ziqian felt her movement, and suddenly the hand holding her lowered. Song Qingzhou was frightened, and immediately hugged his neck tightly, shouting with a little anger: "Mo Ziqian."
Hearing this, Mo Ziqian curled his lips in a good mood and replied, "Yes, I'm here."
Song Qingzhou was originally a little angry that he was scaring himself, but when he heard the slightly smiling voice, he couldn't say anything accusatory. He just muttered: "Don't throw me."
Although the words were spoken softly, Mo Ziqian heard them clearly. He replied: "Don't worry, I won't throw you."
Shen Jingwen just walked over from the restaurant and was about to help Song Qingzhou go upstairs. She saw Princess Mo Ziqian holding Song Qingzhou in her arms. She stepped forward steadily with her slender legs and walked upstairs step by step. Shen Jingwen smiled. He smiled, picked up the crutches on the side, and followed the two of them from a distance.
Mo Ziqian felt the warmth in his arms and felt warm in his heart. Yesterday, something happened suddenly. He just thought about sending Song Qingzhou to the hospital quickly. It was only now that he was in the mood to fully appreciate the feeling of holding her in his arms.
Song Qingzhou is not the thin figure that the public is pursuing now. Instead, she has some flesh. However, it may be a natural genetic problem. The position of the flesh is very good. Coupled with her height of more than 1.7 meters, the whole person's weight is not the same. Not light.
However, this weight of over one hundred years old is nothing to Mo Ziqian, who has been exercising all year round.
Although Mo Ziqian looked thin, he actually had a slimmer figure when dressed and a fleshy figure when undressed. Therefore, he carried Song Qingzhou up to the third floor without losing his breath.
Putting Song Qingzhou gently on the bed, Mo Ziqian paused and wanted to say something, but Song Qingzhou said "thank you" first.
Seeing her expression of "we are just colleagues", Mo Ziqian couldn't help but stretched out his hand to rub her head. He wanted to rub her head hard, but when his fingertips touched her soft hair, he couldn't help but rub her head. Move lightly.
At first I thought this was an inexperienced elm-headed person, but after a while I started to shy away from him.
Song Qingzhou was dissatisfied with his head being rubbed into a chicken coop, and looked at Mo Ziqian with a pair of peach blossom eyes. Mo Ziqian just pretended not to see her eyes, and said slowly: "Our variety show will be held at nine o'clock tonight. The first episode will be played, so you don’t have to pay too much attention to what’s said online.”
Song Qingzhou smoothed his hair vigorously and said nonchalantly: "During my interview, Director Wang Mian told me to just be myself. I was mentally prepared, and there are people who don't like RMB. I I won’t be unhappy because of other people’s likes and dislikes, not to mention that I come to this variety show to make money, not to please others.”
Mo Ziqian looked at her steadily: "It's good that you think so, and..."
Song Qingzhou was still struggling with his hair, so he said casually: "And what?"
Mo Ziqian's tone softened: "You are very lovable."
Song Qingzhou's hand combing her hair paused. She felt pink bubbles begin to appear in the air around her, and the alarm began to sound crazily in her mind: "Danger! Danger! Danger!".
Her brain was running wildly, and then she heard herself saying in a sultry voice: "That's not true. I have been famous since I was a child for being a pretty person."
