The colleagues innocently said, "You could give us your share!"
"Little Zhao, when the task of filming Jiang God was assigned, I gave it to you. Anyway, you'll have plenty of opportunities in the future, so let us have this one!"
"Exactly, exactly!"
...
Zhao the director said, "With so many of you, it wouldn't be enough to share anyway."
"It's fine! We just want to taste it, not fill up." The colleagues waved generously.
Director Zhao almost cried. Damn it! How come she never realized her colleagues were such foodies? She had tasted it once and couldn't forget it. Now that she finally got a second chance, they wanted her to give it up, this is...
Wuwu... so heartbreaking!
What to do if you don't want to share?
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Mu Qiuniang didn't know that her freshly made breakfast had already attracted attention, and not just from one person. In front of the camera, each daintily crafted little dumpling, plump and round, had sesame seeds and egg yolks used to draw cute facial features, revealing lively little faces.
This one seemed to be frowning: [It's so hot!]
That one looked puzzled: [Really? I don't feel it.]
Another was smiling sweetly: [Won't you eat me? I'm very cute, you know!]
Yet another one was drooling at its neighbor: [You look delicious, can I eat you?]
...
A steamer of ten dainty little dumplings, a total of two steamers, and a pot of porridge.
Jiang Nuo seemed to have been woken by the smell of breakfast, woke up just in time. Dressed in white pajamas and still sleepy: "Wife, what's for breakfast today?"
"Dumplings and porridge." Mu Qiuniang watched a certain hand reaching for the dumplings and said expressionlessly, "You haven't washed your face yet."
Jiang Nuo, having picked up a dumpling, looked innocent: "But wife's cooking smells so good, all my organs are crying out, what should I do if I want to eat?"
Mu Qiuniang seemed to pause for a moment, looked at his stomach: "Then go ahead and eat."
Jiang Nuo happily ate it in one bite. For easy eating, the dumplings his wife made were exceptionally delicate, basically bite-sized.
When he reached for a second one, Mu Qiuniang blocked his hand: "Wash your face." Her fair little hand was like the chubby hand of Fuwa on a New Year picture, soft and plump, yet perfectly round and smooth, unbelievably beautiful.
Especially with Jiang Nuo's large hand as a contrast, it was like a child's hand blocking an adult's hand.
Upon seeing this soft jade-like little hand, Jiang Nuo couldn't resist wanting to kiss it. Unable to hold back, he acted on the thought, grabbing it and giving it a big 'kiss': "So fragrant!" The expression on his face was like a bandit who had stolen a fragrant kiss.
The expressionless Mu Qiuniang suddenly became shy, her ear tips turning pink, pointing in the direction of the kitchen with another hand: "There's a camera."
As a cultivator, Mu Qiuniang naturally had extremely sharp senses, she knew since last night when she entered the room. But given that they were indeed filming a show, she kept quiet.
But staying quiet didn't mean she wasn't aware of their presence. Being kissed in front of them was just like being kissed in public, wasn't it?
Just thinking about being kissed on the street by a shameless person made Mu Qiuniang blush.
"Wife, are you blushing?!" Jiang Nuo exclaimed.
Her expressionless face turned all pink, Mu Qiuniang directly covered his face with a small embroidered handkerchief: "Stop fooling around!"
"I'm not fooling around, wife, you're really blushing, I saw it." Jiang Nuo took off the handkerchief, holding a certain someone wanting to look, and even tried to cup her face to see.
If it were just the two of them, Mu Qiuniang wouldn't mind him looking, but now it was in front of everyone, right? She almost wanted to throw him out, though her face remained expressionless, the blush betrayed her, making people feel: So cute, a gap moe indeed?!
In front of the screen, everyone was stunned: Damn! Is Jiang God always teasing his wife like this in private?!
This public display of affection, no wonder Director Zhao said she was full after a morning shoot and didn't want lunch.
They're full too!
Honestly, they always thought Jiang God's wife wasn't pretty enough, never showing any expression, they really didn't know what Jiang God saw in her. Now they realize, she has a 'gap moe' charm, no wonder Jiang God is so smitten!
They were smitten too.
"Ahem..." The director awkwardly turned his head. He swore he didn't have any interest in lolis, especially fake lolis like this.
Of course, he might be more convincing if he wasn't peeking with his eyes.
Just as they were expecting further developments, the doorbell of the presidential suite rang. Everyone shouted: Really, who is so inconsiderate to knock at this time?!
Outside, the inconsiderate Zhao the director and others, after ringing the bell, were waiting outside.
Zhao the director was still thinking of an excuse to have Jiang God's wife cook more delicious food later. She really couldn't bear to give up her share, what to do?
"Someone's here!" Upon hearing the doorbell, Mu Qiuniang felt rescued, hurriedly pushed Jiang Nuo away. In a snap, she dexterously slipped out with just a slight twist of her body.
Jiang Nuo felt a bit deflated: "Seriously! Who's so inconsiderate."
Grumpily he went to open the door, and as soon as he did, a camera rushed in, making him even more frustrated: Oh, he forgot they weren't at home, they were filming the show.
"Morning, Jiang God." Zhao the director, unaware of what she had interrupted, was all smiles.
"Morning!" Jiang Nuo allowed them to enter.
Mu Qiuniang also composed herself, the blush on her face fading away, she nonchalantly brought out breakfast from the kitchen.
Jiang Nuo said: "I'll go brush my teeth."
He went into the bathroom.
The cameraman needed no instructions from the director, quickly carried the camera over to shoot, taking close-ups one after another. Seeing the dumplings with drawn expressions, he was utterly charmed, his mind buzzing with post-production ideas on text captions and various plans.
Beside him, Director Zhao was in a dilemma about how to speak up.
At this moment, her stomach growled: "Grumble grumble..."
Director Zhao was utterly embarrassed. She deliberately skipped breakfast for a certain someone's cooking, but still, how could she be like this?!
Mu Qiuniang's ears were keen: "You didn't eat breakfast?"
Director Zhao, embarrassed, said: "I got up a bit late, missed it." Subtly eyeing the delicious food in her hand, her expression was filled with: Want to eat, want to eat...
The cameraman mischievously gave the director a close-up, planning to add a caption in post-production: The director came to mooch food and drinks~
It should later have Director Zhao protesting, why only single her out, when she wasn't the only one eating?
So it was changed to: The director team came to mooch food and drinks~
"Do you want to eat with us?" Mu Qiuniang politely asked.
"Yes!" Director Zhao responded loudly and promptly.
Why did she feel like this person was waiting for her to ask? Mu Qiuniang glanced at her.
Director Zhao's expression was suddenly a bit unnatural: Wuwu... her foodie tendencies were found out!