When Lu Qingye wasn't paying attention, she secretly moved her hand to her lower abdomen, touched the iPad and held it in her hand.
There was a smile in her eyes, slight dimples on her cheeks, and her infectious smile seemed to have a magical power of attraction.
Perhaps Meng Chuyuan's appearance made Lu Qingye fall into it unknowingly, so that Meng Chuyuan straightened his back, the back of his hand was still pressed against the wall, and he forgot to react for a moment.
Meng Chuyuan looked into his deep eyes and approached quietly.
As she approached, Lu Qingye could clearly see those deer eyes magnifying infinitely before his eyes, occupying his entire sight.
Lu Qingye clearly felt a warm breath approaching him. His body suddenly became stiff, his breathing was stagnant, a feeling of dryness spread from the bottom of his heart, and a touch of redness quietly climbed up his cheeks.
Both seemed to be pretending to be calm in front of both parties, and the sound of heartbeats could be vaguely heard.
When the scene reached a subtle atmosphere, the two only looked at each other for more than ten seconds.
In an instant, the curve of the corners of Meng Chuyuan's lips began to drop. She raised her left hand, pinched Lu Qingye's chin unexpectedly, and pushed his face to the side.
"Get off." After she took her hand away, she pulled Lu Qingye's arm off and said calmly: "You think you're acting in an idol drama."
"..." Lu Qingye frowned and quickly stood up straight.
When he lowered his eyes, he accidentally saw the picture on the iPad, his eyebrows wrinkled, and doubts emerged in his eyes.
He saw Meng Chuyuan's works. The little characters in the pictures looked cute and pitiful.
What puzzled him was that Meng Chuyuan changed the cartoon into a Q-version cute style. The little character had two ears and a dog tail painted on his head. He was trapped in a cage, sitting cross-legged on the ground, crying. Full face at work.
There was a box of lunch meat placed outside the cage, and next to it there was a woman sitting on the sofa with her legs crossed, holding a long leather whip in her hand.
The outer part hasn't been painted yet, but Meng Chuyuan's hook lines are very clear, and you can almost guess how evil the woman's smile is.
Meng Chuyuan noticed that he didn't speak for a while. When she reacted, she realized that Lu Qingye was staring at the iPad.
Out of psychological reaction, Meng Chuyuan still reached out to block the screen.
"Don't cover it up." Lu Qingye glanced at her and exposed it ruthlessly: "I saw it all."
"I just draw randomly." Boredom was just drawing for fun.
Lu Qingye looked at her in disbelief: "Why did you draw me as a dog?"
If Meng Chuyuan hadn't drawn the white velvet jacket he was wearing just now, perhaps Lu Qingye wouldn't have realized that the little man trapped in the cage was actually his prototype.
Seeing that he seemed dissatisfied with his work, Meng Chuyuan asked softly: "Then I change you into a donkey of the production team? Will it fit you better?"
"..." Not as good as a dog!
Seeing that Lu Qingye didn't answer, Meng Chuyuan knew that he must not be satisfied either.
She handed the iPad and stylus to Lu Qingye, pretended to yawn, and said vaguely, "I'm sleepy. Let's talk about it tomorrow if there's anything else."
Lu Qingye took the thing in her hand, and Meng Chuyuan turned around and pulled the quilt and lay down.
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In order to implement the final home recording as soon as possible, the program team found the family members of each group and sent them a questionnaire.
At first, Lin Youjuan didn't take it to heart at all when she received the questionnaire.
It wasn't until Liao Jiake's mother-in-law invited her out for afternoon tea that the two of them talked about the program questionnaire.
"Juan, has your family received a letter of intent from the program team? They want to record the last episode at home. Do you agree?"
Lin Youjuan took a bite of the mousse cake and said casually: "I haven't filled it yet."
The day she received the questionnaire, she took a cursory glance at it and saw that the deadline was within five days, so Lin Youjuan didn't rush to fill it out.
She is a procrastinator and does not panic at all if the deadline is not met.
"Why don't you fill it out yet?"
"It's still a few days away. I'll think about it again." Lin Youjuan doesn't like outsiders at home, and she's also a little afraid of the camera. When she thinks about these issues, she has already begun to feel uncomfortable.
"What are you still thinking about? Let's fill out the form together today so as not to forget about it in two days."
Under the persuasion of Liao Jiake and her mother-in-law, Lin Youjuan finally took out her mobile phone and opened the questionnaire.
Lin Youjuan hesitated between the two answers of agreeing and disagreeing, and was a little undecided.
After the lady sitting opposite her finished filling in the questionnaire, she saw Lin Youjuan frowning and her phone screen was still on the questionnaire. She quickly guided her to fill it out: "You just agreed. It's only three days and it will be over soon." Yes."
The first time she encountered this kind of thing, Lin Youjuan found it quite novel.
There seemed to be two people arguing in her heart, one asking her to try bravely, and the other asking her to refuse.
After hearing what the lady had just said, Lin Youjuan began to be a little inclined to agree.
She hesitated for a while and said: "...Then I agree."
"That's right. Then we can still visit each other and form a group to go out."
After afternoon tea, the two went shopping and bought various things to go home.
"Son, don't leave, come to mom." Lin Youjuan happened to meet Lu Jinsen when she got home, so she stopped him kindly and said, "I have something to ask you."
Lu Jinsen wanted to go back to his room to read the script, but when he heard his mother calling him, he didn't go upstairs.
"What's going on?" He took the initiative and walked towards his mother.
The housekeeper and several servants were bringing things in for Lin Youjuan. Lu Jinsen couldn't help but frowned when he saw the big and small bags.
Lin Youjuan stood next to the sofa and directed them: "Just leave it here."
Lu Jinsen found a seat and sat down, watching Lin Youjuan counting her things without saying a word.
When Lin Youjuan turned her attention back to him, Lu Jinsen repeated what he said just now: "Mom, what do you want from me?"
The next second, Lin Youjuan picked up several gift boxes and bags and looked at Lu Jinsen with a smile: "Mom bought you a few sets of clothes, let's try to see if they fit."
Lu Jinsen looked at those things and was confused: "What day is today?"
As he grew up, he rarely wore the clothes his mother bought.
When they were children, Lu Qingye was responsible for the food and clothing issues between him and Lu Qianling, and Lin Youjuan was often asked how old the child was and couldn't tell, so it was unlikely that she would have to buy clothes.
Discovering his mother's abnormal behavior, Lu Jinsen immediately went into alert mode: "Did you buy it during a store promotion?"
Although he was a little flattered, his mind was still clear.
"You brat, your mother and I are worth tens of billions, so why do we need to be greedy for such small advantages?" Lin Youjuan left the few sets of clothes in his arms and said, "They are all famous brands that you young people like."
