Quick Wear: I raised this little wolf cub

Chapter 848: The leader of the male team and the movie star show their affection in a dating show (1

"Slow down, slow down, it hurts!"

Yu Ci supported Wen Heng, and Wen Heng supported his waist and slowly lay down on his side on the bed.

Wen Heng sighed, "I'm really old. I just twisted my waist and it hurts like this."

Yu Ci subconsciously retorted: "Senior Wen doesn't look old at all, he looks very young."

Yu Ci was telling the truth. Wen Heng looked very young and didn't look like a 30-year-old at all.

Wen Heng smiled and said, "You are quite good at talking, little brat."

Yu Ci frowned and said seriously: "Senior Wen, I am only seven years younger than you. I am not a brat. Senior Wen, you can call me Yu Ci."

Wen Heng waved his hands, "Okay, okay, I'm not a brat, so don't call me Senior Wen anymore. Calling me old makes me old. Just call me Wen Heng."

I agreed with silence.

Yu Ci was afraid that Wen Heng would be inconvenienced being alone, and thought that Wen Heng’s injury might be due to the bet with him, so out of humanitarian concern, Yu Ci found a chair and sat down beside Wen Heng’s bed, intending to accompany Wen Heng for a while.

Wen Heng didn't want to check his phone. It was boring to just lie there and there was nothing to do, so he could only chat with Yu Ci.

"Yu Ci, do you still remember the bet we made?"

Yu Ci asked in confusion: "You are injured like this, and you are still thinking about our bet?"

Wen Heng said confidently: "Of course, if it weren't for this bet, how could I have sprained my waist?"

Yu Ci felt that Wen Heng not only looked young, but was also quite young mentally, and as childish as a little kid.

Yu Ci asked helplessly, "So what do you want?"

Wen Heng wanted to play rogue, "How about I win because my waist is injured?"

Yu Ci didn't take the bet seriously, and didn't care about winning or losing, so he replied, "Whatever."

Wen Heng smiled with a look of triumph: "Do you still remember our bet?"

Yu Ci nodded: "Remember."

Wen Heng pointed to his legs and said, "Then I'll ask Teacher Yu to help me massage my legs."

Yu Ci said two words expressionlessly: "Lie down."

Wen Heng didn't react: "What?"

Yu Ci repeated: "I told you to lie down."

Wen Heng muttered, "How do you massage your legs while lying down?"

But his body had already turned over and lay down obediently.

When Wen Heng turned over, Yu Ci also stood up from the chair and sat beside the bed.

Yu Ci slowly stretched out his hand towards Wen Heng, but he pinched not Wen Heng's leg, but Wen Heng's waist.

Wen Heng subconsciously turned his head to look at Yu Ci, but accidentally twisted his waist again.

Yu Ci pressed Wen Heng's waist hard, "Can't you just be honest?"

Wen Heng lay back down obediently, "Didn't we agree to massage the legs? Why did you massage the waist instead?"

Yu Ci said unhappily, "Your leg isn't injured, what's there to pinch?"

Wen Heng was easy to talk to, "Okay, pinch anywhere."

It's a free massage anyway, as long as he can enjoy it.

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"Good evening, everyone. Please gather in the lobby on the first floor."

Director Huang’s loud speaker once again resounded throughout the villa.

The eight people gathered together in a depressed mood.

Director Huang still had that smiling face.

"Is everyone hungry? Do you want to have dinner?"

The eight people looked at Director Huang at the same time, their eyes were fierce, and they showed an attitude of not bowing to others for a few pieces of silver.

Director Huang's face was thicker than a city wall. He faced eight unfriendly looks and said slowly, "Don't worry, I don't intend to embarrass you."

Based on past experience, the credibility of this statement is 0.

Director Huang didn't care about the suspicious looks from everyone and continued, "Although everyone didn't complete the task this morning, everyone still found a lot of ingredients."

"As the saying goes, if you work hard, you will have enough food and clothing. Everyone, please make dinner with the ingredients you found this morning."

The eight people instantly turned into fake smilers.

What Director Huang meant was that they could only make their own dinner using the ingredients they found in the morning.

The few of them knew Director Huang's character very well and did not waste time arguing with him since the result would not change anyway.

The eight of them resigned themselves to their fate and went to the kitchen together.

The ingredients they found in the morning had already been put in the kitchen.

The eight people looked at the pitifully few ingredients in the kitchen and began to discuss how to make dinner with them.

Although the ingredients are few, it can barely make a meal.

There were eight people present, five of whom were artists, and most of them didn't eat dinner.

So, even though the ingredients are few, it is still possible to make dinner for eight people, but they definitely won’t be full.