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After that, the recording was much easier. The festival team didn't arrange any more tasks for them. They prepared hot pot for them, and the guests ate and chatted.
Shen Mumu still did not come out. Jiang Qiu was accompanying her. Without her enigmatic tone, the atmosphere was much better.
Ming Siran was basically at the center of the conversation. Luo Qiao listened as Wei Yong, Zheng Kaian, and the others addressed him as " brother ran " over and over again. She glanced at the plate in front of the man, which had not been touched much. She blinked and did not say a word. She picked up the meatball and slowly took a bite.
The spicy bottom of the pot made her mouth and cheeks slightly red.
The hot pot was boiling, and the steam rose. The sound of conversations could be heard from time to time. The atmosphere was so good that even the audience in front of the screen felt a little lazy.
In the video, Ming Siran raised his hand to loosen his collar. His fair hand landed on the table, but accidentally touched a cup.
He paused and looked at the glass that had not existed a moment ago but was now filled with milk. His expression changed slightly, and his eyes slid to the woman sitting next to him.
When the netizens saw this scene, they were instantly filled with emotion.
[ oh my, our sister Qiao has grown up. She knows how to care for people. ]
[ I don't think Papa Ming can really eat spicy food. I don't think he even touched his chopsticks the entire time. ]
[ look at Papa Ming's happy little eyes. Tsk tsk, sister Qiao did well! If we're talking about pampering men, we'll have to depend on our sister Qiao. ]
Luo Qiao didn't seem to notice Ming Siran's gaze on her. She picked up her chopsticks and was about to continue eating when the man looked at her for a few seconds, then reached out and placed his hand on the back of her chair.
He bent down slightly and said in a lazy voice that was neither high nor low, " "Thank you, honey."
At that moment, the cameras were already pointed at them. Although Ming Siran's voice was not loud, it was not soft either. Even if he was soft, he was still wearing a microphone.
As a result, the words " thank you, wife " were clearly transmitted to everyone's ears.
The netizens in front of the screen were initially commenting 'Papa Ming's every move is f * cking alluring' and 'handsome guy', but they suddenly stopped when they heard this.
At the scene, the staff members also raised their heads in unison.
Zhenzhen?
Wuwuwuwuwuwu?
Wuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwu?
When they finally realized what Ming Siran meant, the pretty fans were the first to burst out laughing.
[wife??] [I didn't hear it wrong, did I? hahahahaha, daddy Ming, what are you thinking?]
[although, our sister Qiao is not your wife yet ~~]
[handsome, you still need to work hard!] Do you think sister Qiao looks like she's going to settle down? even if she agrees to your proposal, she'll still be free for at least two to three years.]
Everyone at the scene heard what Ming Siran said. The air was a little quiet, and Wei Yong was taken aback. He asked innocently, " "Brother ran, have you registered your marriage with miss Luo?"
The netizens didn't pay too much attention to Wei Yong's question. After all, in today's society, even if they were just boyfriend and girlfriend, it wasn't uncommon to intimately call each other husband and wife.
Everyone thought that Ming Siran's next sentence would definitely be 'not yet', but who would have expected that in the face of Wei Yong's question, Ming Siran would glance at Luo Qiao, smirk slightly, and answer Wei Yong's question in an unhurried manner.
"Yes," he replied lightly.