(What's wrong with the three words "eat below"? Please ask the veteran driver?)

"Hey, are you there? I want to call you, but I'm afraid I'll disturb you from doing serious things."

The first time he saw Fu Luo enter the door, Fan Bingbing stood up from the sofa and looked at the man curiously and asked.

"Uh...a little personal? What's wrong?"

Fu Luo also didn't expect that Fan Bingbing was still here with him, but some things were hard to say and it was hard to define whether they were serious things, so he had to find an excuse casually.

"Oh, then you want to leave me a note!"

After saying this, Fan Bingbing felt something was wrong again, so he quickly stepped forward and hugged the man, and continued, "I have nothing else to mean, just... I'm in your home. Your master is not here, so are you not afraid that I will empty your house?"

"I'm not afraid, just move it, and give it to you."

Upon hearing this, Fu Luo gently patted Fan Bingbing's waist from behind and responded with a smile.

As for whether to leave a note or not, he ignored it directly. After all, before leaving the house last night, he didn't expect that he would not come back.

"I want to move you home the most!"

Hearing Fu Luo's words, to be honest, Fan Bingbing wanted to yell this sentence very much, but unfortunately she didn't dare, so she had to change the words she said to: "I still don't dare. I'm afraid that you will arrest me by beating 'Yao Yaoling'. That would be a loss. I don't want to lie in the class room and go to jail."

"Okay, it's almost noon. Have you had breakfast? Look at you like this, you should have just gotten up?"

Because Fan Bingbing was only wrapped in a bathrobe at this moment, Fu Luo made such an inference.

"Then, I got up at nine o'clock and had breakfast too. Didn't you leave me noodles? Although it was already cold, I ate it after a little hot. The taste was pretty good, but it was a little soft, and I still like to be harder."

"Noodle!"

After finishing the previous words, Fan Bingbing suddenly felt that the last sentence seemed a bit unfavorable, so he quickly added the word "noodle".

"I'll ask you, that's the noodles cooked last night, why did you still eat them!"

After glanced at the coffee table, Fu Luo found that the bowl of noodles had indeed disappeared.

"Ah, was it cooked last night?"

"Yes, I saw that you were asleep and I couldn't bear to wake you up. I took a few bites by myself, followed by a call and went out, putting the noodles on the table!"

Soon, Fu Luo explained in detail.

"What's the matter? You've eaten it, not someone else. I'm willing to eat what you've eaten, hehe, hey, that's not right? You mean, you've already gone out last night?"

When he was halfway through his words, Fan Bingbing suddenly realized something and then looked at Fu Luo in surprise?

"Ah, yes... I went out last night."

After hearing this, Fu Luo suddenly felt a little responsive. He seemed to have revealed something inadvertently, but he couldn't deny anything at this time. Well, this is the end of being too quick to speak.

"oh!"

After gently whispering, Fan Bingbing wanted to ask a man but didn't dare to ask. Finally, he thought about it and buried his thoughts in his heart.

After all, she is not Fu Luo’s real girlfriend, and I don’t know if the guy in front of her has a girlfriend. Since she broke up with Zhang Zilin, there seems to be no news.

"Hey, what happened to you yesterday? I fell asleep just ten minutes later?"

Seeing this, Fu Luo quickly changed the topic.

"Well, maybe I'm too tired. I'm so busy that I'm going to record shows and run activities during this period. I don't know why after I arrived at your house, I suddenly felt very relaxed and safe, and I fell asleep immediately after leaning there!"

Fan Bingbing is telling the truth. Maybe she subconsciously felt that having a man by her side was really relaxed, as if the pressure disappeared in an instant, which was a bit strange.

"Record the program? What program?"

When Fu Luo heard Fan Bingbing's words, he asked curiously.

"I am a judge in the second season of "The Outstanding Chinese". Have you ever watched the first season?"

"I think I've heard that there is an old man who is very inspiring. He turned white overnight after going bankrupt, then got up and became a millionaire, so he ran to this "Outstanding Chinese" to sing a song like "If the heart is there, the dream is there", right?"

"I heard that it touched countless people. The audience was really worried about eating carrots. The old man is a millionaire and is also a smart person. He earned sympathy and made another publicity for himself."

"Speaking of this, in the current variety shows, do you have to make up a story to tell how miserable you are. You are sold without a father or a mother, otherwise there will be no gimmicks or explosive points. It's really a matter of human nature. Isn't this fooling the public?"

After hearing the name of "The Outstanding Chinese", Fu Luo quickly remembered such a thing and couldn't help but complain.

"Puff!"

After hearing Fu Luo's words, Fan Bingbing couldn't help but bury his face in the man's chest, and then laughed out loud. This guy was really funny and he didn't even find the right target position, so he just talked casually.

"What are you laughing at? Is this uncle wrong?"

When Fu Luo suddenly laughed when he saw Fan Bingbing, he was naturally confused and had no idea what was wrong with the woman in his arms.

"Mr. Fu, although you said it right, please don't put the news of "China's Got Talent" on "The Outstanding Chinese". Oh my god, you're almost teased to death. Are you sure you really know the "The Outstanding Chinese" program?"

After a while, Fan Bingbing, who had finally laughed enough, started to complain to the man directly.

"Is that so? Then who copied these two shows? There are three identical words "China" and "people" in the middle of the names."

When Fu Luo heard Fan Bingbing's words, he was a little embarrassed and actually made a mistake. He had to force some trouble.

Speaking of which, he has never watched "The Outstanding Chinese", including "The Got Talent of China", and even in his memory, there are only those rough impressions.

Therefore, it seems to be understandable to be confused.

"Puff!"

"My God, you guy, white can make you say black."

"But think about it, these two shows are indeed quite comparable. It seems that that is true. If there is really plagiarism, it is probably "The Outstanding Chinese". After all, this show was broadcast afterwards. "China's Got Talent" seems to have been available in 10 years!"

Fu Luo always showed some humor when he expected it. Fan Bingbing smiled happily, but her eyes became brighter when she looked at the man.

"Forget it, let's not talk about this anymore. It's almost noon. I'll go cook. Order whatever you want. I'll cook it if there is a dish in the refrigerator. There is nothing I can do without that!"

It’s rare to lose someone once, Fu Luo planned to put aside this topic as soon as possible.

"Anything is fine. I am a very easy person to support. I eat all the leftovers of you, so Mr. Fu, just do your best. Let's go and help you. I'll try my best to call Fan Bingbing!"

"Be a maid? I remembered Jin, Jin Jinjin..."

Fu Luo, who was slowly pushed to the kitchen by Fan Bingbing, couldn't help but tease the woman.

"Golden Lock, it is taboo for others to call me. Mr. Fu, just shout it casually, I'm good to you!"

"Well……"
Chapter completed!