"Well, there's no other way, we can only choose one," Jiang He said regretfully, "You can't have your cake and eat it too, honey. Don't you know that?"
Jiang He spoke in a code that only the two of them understood, his words carrying a hidden meaning.
"Is there something else hubby wants?" Tao Xingni pouted playfully.
"Yes, the jacuzzi, please." He reached out and grabbed the photo of the room with a jacuzzi.
Tao Xingni did not expect him to be so inconsiderate during the show filming. A bit displeased, but not wanting to show it, she suddenly hugged Jiang He's arm and cheered, "Hubby, I love you so much. You're like the apple of my eye!" The one that makes my heart ache, I wish I could cut it away.
In secret, Tao Xingni, in an unnoticed spot, pinched Jiang He's soft flesh hard.
No one else noticed, but Mu Qiuniang did. Her gaze swept slightly over the two, but she said nothing.
The director said, "It's your turn, Jiang Da male god."
"Honey, it's our turn. Which room do you want to stay in?" Jiang Nuo straightforwardly left the decision to his wife.
Mu Qiuniang said nothing, extending her finger to pick the one with the big bed. Her intuition told her this room suited her better.
She had reached the "heartbeat" stage, indeed feeling like something invisible was guiding her.
Jiang Nuo had no opinion at all: "Then we'll stay in this one."
"Are you sure, don't need to think about it some more?" the director asked.
"Sure."
The remaining Zhao He, Liu Yuqiao couple picked the one with a scenic balcony, and Zhuo Yihang, Liu Qingqing had no choice but to take the one with an outdoor pool.
Well, actually this hotel is a five-star level, whether it's the presidential suite or a standard room, how could it be bad? Plus, since it's for filming the show, they naturally chose rooms with distinctive features.
The room that Jiang Nuo and they chose was surprisingly the hotel's best presidential suite, located at the top, not only having a scenic balcony and jacuzzi but also an outdoor pool.
Besides the suite with the outdoor pool, the first floor also has one (this is a pool available for all VIP customers), which was where Zhuo Yihang, Liu Qingqing stayed, a feature room of the hotel.
In addition to the outdoor pool, the hotel also has an indoor pool.
Starving all day, the first thing Jiang Nuo did upon entering the room was to order food: "Honey, you must be starving. Wait a little, they'll have it ready soon." He had them first bring some snacks to satiate his wife for a bit.
"Yes, sir!" Serving them was an English butler, blue-eyed and high-nosed, particularly handsome. The key part was that he spoke Chinese, though his accent was a bit peculiar.
The perk of being in a presidential suite is not only can you order room service but you also get to choose between Western or Chinese cuisine.
Jiang Nuo, catering to Mu Qiuniang, naturally ordered all Chinese, mostly light dishes.
Meanwhile, Jiang He and Tao Xingni, Zhao He and Liu Yujiao, Zhuo Yihang, and Liu Qingqing downstairs didn't have such a privilege. Although they couldn't order themselves, the hotel's Western cuisine was quite special too, with both gourmet food and their final test of "dark cuisine."
Jiang Nuo was extremely lucky, as Mu Qiuniang's intuition saved them from disaster.
Later, when the episode aired, all the sticky rice fans laughed: [Hahahaha... Our Jiang male god truly deserves to be the male god; his luck is incredibly good!]
[Exactly! #^_^##^_^#]
[Lucky star +1.]
[Lucky star +2.]
[Our male god is awesome!]
[Wow, a five-star hotel, I've never stayed in one my whole life, it's so beautiful!]
[Wait, don't you guys think the reason Jiang male god dodged a bullet is because of his wife? After all, she picked it... ]
[Get lost! If it weren't for Jiang male god being considerate, would it have been her turn?]
[Cheap woman, and an old one at that, I don't understand what Jiang male god sees in her.]
[Maybe it's that loli face. Don't you think, one is so tall, the other so short, holding her is like holding a doll. I think I discovered a certain truth...]
[The truth is Jiang male god likes lolis, creepy uncle!]
[Hey! →_→ enough already, this old woman is considered a loli? Why not say the male god likes grannies' little white boys?]
[Get lost upstairs!]
[Scram!]
[+1.]
[+10086.]
...
Having spent the whole day on the plane, Jiang Nuo didn't cling to Mu Qiuniang; after dinner, he ran a bath to "serve" someone for rest. This part, the camera automatically skipped, then a flock of crows flew across the screen, drawing over a black screen, signaling the next day.
The presidential suite came with a kitchen, and the first morning shoot at Jiang Nuo's place revealed his wife was a God of Cooking, so the show focused on the kitchen. They didn't have the nerve to install cameras in the bedroom but had told them in advance that living room and kitchen were filming areas, subtly hinting to the couple: Ahem! If you're going to get intimate, please return to your room!
So, the next morning, when the crew took their positions, they were surprised to find Jiang male god's wife already up and busy in the kitchen before anyone else. All the other couples were definitely still in dreamland.
Jiang male god, on the other hand, was still lying in bed sleeping.
Before yesterday, it was Jiang male god "serving" his wife, but the next morning the scene suddenly switched to the wife "serving" Jiang male god. Those seated before the cameras expressed: Damn it! Suddenly envious of how blissful the male god is, what to do?
Especially the directed team, who had tasted Jiang male god's wife's cooking, quickly said to the director: "Director, to capture more clearly, we request to shoot closer."
"Okay, I approve," the director nodded with a big smile.
The female director hurriedly prepared to take the crew to shoot, but before she could leave the room, she heard the director say: "Remember to bring me my breakfast."
She froze: "Me?"
"Yes, you! Last time I saw you all enjoying it so much, I want to try it too." Who wouldn't want to try it? Last time the footage they sent back, he watched it himself, damn it, it was as exquisite as a craftwork.
The key was, the camera inadvertently caught a bunch of foodies' faces with expressions of surprise and ecstasy, making it impossible for the director to pretend he didn't see. Watching that footage, he was dead set on trying it himself too; otherwise, how could he live up to his "director" title?
Hmph! If he didn't still need to watch the big picture (after all, other shots needed directing too), he would have jumped at the chance himself.
A few other directors were also itching: "Little Zhao, get me a portion too!"
"Yeah, little Zhao, you know how well I treat you normally, remember to bring me one."
"And me too!"
...
Faced with her colleagues raising hands all around, the female director said: "I'd like to, but you know she's not a chef, don't you think there are too many of us?"