Special snacks like hot and sour soup are too down-to-earth.

Eating this at a five-star resort is a bit too much.

But there is no way, who made this request by the boss himself?

There must be some ingredients in the kitchen, and there is naturally no shortage of seasonings.

No matter how unhappy the master was, he had to cook himself and make a bowl of spicy and sour noodles, and personally deliver it to the catering department manager to Dongtian Fudi Courtyard.

He Yiyi was happy when she smelled the spicy and sour noodles. She nodded repeatedly and said, "It's this smell, I miss you so much!"

Ming Jingxin gave her chopsticks, sat down opposite her, and said, "Yibaoer, your taste is a bit tricky lately! I remember you rarely ate these things before."

"What, can't you eat this?" He Yiyi took a sip of the soup first and pursed the corners of her lips with satisfaction.

When she was in a good mood, her tone of speaking was also coquettish, and she looked like a real little princess.

"You can eat it. That is, as an artist, eating these things is not conducive to maintaining your figure." Ming Jingxin said this, but thought to himself that he heard that pregnant people will have some changes in their taste.

This girl suddenly likes these spicy and sour things. It seems that Lao Song’s guess is reasonable.

But, how can she test it?

He Yiyi ate two bites of hot and sour noodles, and saw Ming Jingxin lowering her head and pondering, so she poked the table with her chopsticks and asked, "What are you thinking?"

Ming Jingxin came back to her senses and smiled and said, "I'm thinking about what to eat tomorrow morning. By the way, what do you want to eat?"

"Well, I want to eat noodles." He Yiyi said.

"Beef noodle? Rib noodle? Or Udon?"

“Udon.”

"Okay, then I'll let the kitchen prepare in advance. Is there anything else I want to eat?"

"Um...crusty egg porridge?" He Yiyi thought about it again.

"Okay, prepare a portion of the egg porridge."

"You still have to fry eggs... No, just boil them in white water. The calories of fried eggs are too high."

"Okay. Boiled eggs in white water are more nutritious."

The two of them discussed breakfast just like this, and He Yiyi put a large bowl of spicy and sour noodles, soup and water into her stomach.

"Boss! You can't go to bed immediately after eating this big bowl!"

"It's really easy to hold on, I have to walk around." He Yiyi said, standing up and walking back and forth in the house.

"I'll accompany you out for a walk. Take the internal passage to the leisure building. There is a book and tea bar over there, which contains a lot of out-of-print books collected from the old book market." Ming Jingxin said.

"It's so late, the book and tea bar is still open?"

"It's open 24 hours a day." Ming Jingxin said, taking the coat from the hanger.

"That's great." He Yiyi put on her coat and said to Lu Feiyu: "You clean up and take a break earlier, don't worry about me."

"Okay." Lu Feiyu took a scarf and put it around He Yiyi's neck.

Ming Jingxin accompanied He Yiyi out, led to the main building along the glass flower path, went upstairs with an internal elevator, and went directly to Shucha Bar.

The staff inside immediately became excited when they saw the two of them.

There was also a young waitress who took advantage of the lemonade to ask in a low voice: "King Tomorrow, Teacher Yidian, can you sign me with an autograph?"

Ming Jingxin glanced at the waitress lightly and said, "This is how you work and work? This hotel often receives people from the entertainment industry. Do you take the opportunity to ask for your autograph and take a photo when everyone comes?"

The waitress immediately panicked and begged: "Uh, I...I don't, you must not complain to me tomorrow king..."

He Yiyi glared at Ming Jingxin and said, "Okay, he is joking with you. You can go ahead and go."

"Thank you, thank you Teacher Yidian." The waitress no longer dared to tell the signature, and turned around and left with her notebook in her arms.

"Wait." He Yiyi called her again.

"Ah? Teacher Yidian, what else do you have to give?"

"Don't you want to sign? If you don't leave the book, where can you sign?"

"Uh..." The waitress quietly glanced at Ming Jingxin. Seeing that the king had no unhappy expression, she handed his notebook to He Yiyi and thanked him repeatedly.

He Yiyi opened the book and pushed it to Ming Jingxin: "Sign it."

Ming Jingxin signed the small notebook handed over by the waiter expressionlessly and returned it to He Yiyi.

He Yiyi smiled and drew a flowering cactus next to Ming Jingxin's signature, and then signed her own name.

Ming Jingxin hooked her slender fingers, cut the notebook in front of him, and laughed in a low voice: "The painting is so good, I can't bear to give it to her."

"Stingy!" He Yiyi glanced at him, got up and went to the bookshelf to look for books.

Ming Jingxin was bored sitting alone on the table. The more she looked at the cactus, the more she liked it. She couldn't help but tear off that page, and then re-signed the next page, and copied He Yiyi's signature one by one.

He thought no one was paying attention to his every move, but he didn't know that the waitress who was concerned about the signature had secretly recorded him.

A big melon was quickly obtained in the Ming family’s fan group!

[Oh! Where is this? What else do brother do?]

【It seems to be a bookstore! Why did my brother be in the bookstore so late?】

[Isn't he recording a show? It should be in Longdu, right?]

The waitress waiter and everyone guessed it before explaining the truth—

[This is the book and tea inside the resort hotel where the program team settled in! Brother Ming and Shao Yi came together! It seems that what information does Yi Shao need to check! Brother Ming is accompanying him throughout the journey!]

【@小小小小小小, did you shoot this video?】

【Yes, I asked Brother Ming and Shao Yi to sign for me.】

[So, why did Brother Ming tear up the previous signature and sign another copy? He also copied Yidian's signature himself?]

【Is it...he was jealous?】

[@Xiaomudu, whose fans are you? It’s not... You are actually Yi Shao’s fans, and you are jealous of our brother, right?]

[That's why he tore up Yidian's signature and copy it again for you?]

【My brother has no one else to possess his own urge to do so!】

...

Ming Jingxin had copied the signature, but before He Yiyi came back, she got up and went to look for it.

After walking around a few bookshelf, he saw He Yiyi gathering with a young man discussing something, so he frowned and walked over quickly.

It turned out that He Yiyi argued with the man in front of her because of a book.

This book is a new masterpiece of a very famous writer, but because of a word at the new book launch conference, it pushed itself to the forefront of public opinion.

Some people use this as a basis to criticize his "macho" in his bones.

Some people start from their works and criticize him for placing the loss of the countryside above the misfortune of women in their works.

Some people even criticized his remarks for defending women's trafficking with "xxx: A writer's path to depravity".

He Yiyi was holding the writer's new book, and the one who debated with her was a very famous member of the criticism army.

"What are you talking about?" After Ming Jingxin figured out the whole story, she stood beside He Yiyi and raised her hand to press it on her shoulder.

"Uh, are you... Ming Jingxin?" After seeing Ming Jingxin, the man looked at He Yiyi in surprise, "Are you recording a show here?"

"Hello." Ming Jingxin nodded to the other party coldly and politely.

"I'm so lucky tonight, I actually met my male god and goddess at the same time."

"Sorry, it's too late, we have to go back." Ming Jingxin said, looking down at He Yiyi, "There's still something to do tomorrow morning."

"Ah, yes." He Yiyi took out her mobile phone and opened her WeChat QR code. "Teacher Li, please add me to WeChat. I want to find some time to continue chatting with you about your book."

"Okay! I'm so flattered!" The man hurriedly opened his phone and scanned He Yiyi's QR code, and then sent an added message.

Ming Jingxin's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot. But because it was in public, it was hard to say anything.

Fortunately, the light in the Shucha Bar was not so bright, and Li Guoliang was full of his thoughts on adding He Yiyi's WeChat excitement, and did not notice his expression.

"Okay, add it." He Yiyi smiled.

"Let's go." Ming Jingxin clasped He Yiyi's shoulder with a little force.

"Teacher Ming, Teacher Yidian, goodbye." Li Guoliang pinched his cell phone and said goodbye to the two excitedly.

He Yiyi smiled and nodded, leaving with Ming Jingxin.

After leaving the door, He Yiyi broke away from Ming Jingxin's hand and said unhappily: "You said you took me here to read the book. I haven't read the book yet and haven't taken a sip of water, so you just want to leave."

"I originally came out for a walk to get some food. Today is really late and I've been tired for several hours. Go back to bed first. I'll let them send it to the room if you need any books." Ming Jingxin patiently persuaded.

He Yiyi felt cold in her hands and wanted to break free from his pocket.

Ming Jingxin simply held her hand and put it in his pocket.

"Huh? What is this?" He Yiyi touched the note in Ming Jingxin's pocket and took it out. "Is it a small note that some fan handed you?"
To be continued...