Meng Huo let go of his chopsticks, and the cooked mutton disappeared in the pot.

He seemed to have dug a hole for himself.

Meng Huo looked for the freshly boiled mutton in the pot resentfully, and when he actually ate it, it was already overcooked and tasteless.

Meng Huo took a bite viciously.

Imagine that what he bites is not meat, but a sesame stuffed bun named Lu Xinghuai - so thick skin, so dark heart.

It doesn't matter.

Meng Huo comforted himself silently, Lu Xinghuai Bacheng said so casually, artists rarely eat such high-fat, high-salt, high-purine food like hot pot.

Thinking of this, Meng Huo smiled easily, and shook his head with regret, "Mr. Lu, you are giving me too much face. A self-disciplined person like you should seldom eat hot pot!"

Regarding the frequency of "treating guests at any time", he thinks once a year is enough, what does Teacher Lu think?!

As Meng Huo talked, he began to worry half-truths and half-falsely.

After knowing it: shouldn't have brought Lu Xinghuai to eat hot pot tonight.

If continue to eat today, will weigh at least two ounces tomorrow morning, and maybe there will be edema.

Lu Xinghuai will be on stage tomorrow, what if his status is affected?

The more Meng Huo thought about it, the more regretful he felt, and he proposed nervously:

"How about I pour you a bowl of water, and you rinse it before eating?"

Many artists are so self-disciplined that they have to rinse ordinary home-cooked food with plain water before eating. There are oily spots all over the surface of a bowl of water, and the picture alone is quite slimming.

"Meng Huo, have you misunderstood me?"

Lu Xinghuai put down his chopsticks slowly, looked at him with his fingers crossed and said:

"Unless acting is needed, I will follow the dietitian's instructions to eat a fat-reducing diet. At other times, I eat three meals normally, just like ordinary people. Hmm...Maybe it's not the same as you."

Meng Huo, who had already eaten four plates of hot-boiled mutton by himself, felt that he had been named.

Lu Xinghuai slowly put the vegetables and mushrooms into the pot to cook, while continuing to answer his question just now.

"I eat it occasionally when I'm with my family." Lu Xinghuai said, looking at the hot steam above the hot pot.

The shape of traditional hot pot is round. Chinese people pay attention to lively reunion and are not used to sharing meals. Chopsticks of different people can be put into one pot for dinner.

He is not used to eating with people other than his family, so he doesn't eat much hot pot.

Meng Huo had never experienced eating with his family in his two lifetimes combined.

"I always eat hot pot alone." Meng Huo said with a smile.

A person can enjoy eating slowly until he is full.

After speaking, he continued to bury his head in eating meat, and also missed Lu Xinghuai's complicated eyes on him.

Meng Huo's smile turned into a forced smile under the gaze of Lu Xinghuai's own filter.

He suddenly remembered that a long time ago, his assistant Xiao Li brushed up a list of loneliness and whispered it in his ear.

Eating hot pot alone is the fifth level of loneliness.

Before he knew it, a scene appeared in front of his eyes: in the hot pot restaurant full of fireworks, everyone was in pairs, and the little Meng Huo looked enviously at the children accompanied by parents, but he could onlyPretending to be optimistic and eating alone, a huge plush doll was placed opposite.

It looks even worse.

Lu Xinghuai pinched the chopsticks until his fingertips turned white.

Meng Huo dazzled the sliced meat dipped in sauce into his mouth, feeling that the world was worth it, and sighed contentedly, while filling in the half-sentence he hadn't finished: "One can eat whatever he wants, no one elseGrab it, super cool!"

Meng Huo's acting skills weren't enough to fool Lu Xinghuai, he didn't seem to know how to write the word "continuous sadness", and his self-healing ability and optimism index were so strong that he was arrogant.

Lu Xinghuai's finger bones suddenly loosened.

He curled his lips with a smile, deliberately misinterpreted his meaning, and asked back: "So eating hot pot with me, or did you feel wronged?"

Meng Huo blinked, thinking.

It's a bit affecting his performance

, if he wasn't afraid of scaring Lu Xinghuai, he could eat more.

But... the beauty is delicious, even if Lu Xinghuai's merits and demerits are equal!

It seemed that it was deliberately to let him feel the excitement of eating hot pot. Next, when Meng Huo wanted to pick something, Lu Xinghuai's chopsticks were always one second faster than him.

Moreover, his movements were fast and ruthless, but his eating was very elegant, and it didn't look like he was deliberately targeting him at all.

Meng Huo was a little anxious, and reminded him tactfully:

"Mr. Lu, don't you need to manage your body?"

Lu Xinghuai raised his eyebrows and said unhurriedly:

"It doesn't matter, you can use up your fitness when you go back to the hotel."

Meng Huo suddenly remembered the photos he had kept in the car. Lu Xinghuai's body played a persuasive effect. He learned more scientific names of different muscle tissues in the human body today than he has learned in his entire life.

Pectoralis major, biceps, deltoids...

Among all the muscles, his favorite is the latissimus dorsi and rectus abdominis...

That back line, that well-defined abdominal muscles...

Meng Huo shook his head, it wasn't midnight yet, so he couldn't think about it.

But Meng Huo was a little curious, and he was also a little envious of being a man. He seemed to inquire casually: "What sports does Mr. Lu usually like to do for fitness?"

If there was no photo of Xia Yinye, he would not have known that Lu Xinghuai was hiding his secrets. He was a lean man who looked thin in clothes and fleshy in undress..

It's hard to imagine Lu Xinghuai lifting the iron.

Lu Xinghuai thought for a while, and answered him: "If acting requires it, I will do a little bit of everything. I usually do more push-ups and sit-ups."

These two sports do not require equipment and can be done anywhere.

Lu Xinghuai nodded thoughtfully when he saw Meng Huo.

Meng Huo secretly searched with his mobile phone under the table.

Enter the word mutton in the encyclopedia.

Mutton, "Dongling tonic", is the most suitable time to eat, and it has many effects. It can cure "sallow complexion", "deficiency of both Qi and blood", "kidney｜deficiency｜impotence"...

Meng Huo slid down.

Thank you, there is no need for this.

found it.

The average calorie in 100 grams of mutton is 203 kcal.

Meng Huo counted the plates on the table. They all ate at least 1,000 calories.

Meng Huo started searching for sit-ups again.

"One hour of sit-ups can consume about 480 calories."

Meng Huo looked at the line and fell into deep thought.

Waist that can do sit-ups for two hours...

The waist must look pretty good.

Meng Huo didn't know yet that while they were eating, there was another man climbing a tree across the road.

The man climbed up with ease, carefully protecting the camera on his chest, and then pointed the lens at the window with the curtains not drawn tightly.

There is something for a man who aspires to be the number one paparazzi in the entertainment industry.

Gold Ripple knows that one of the people who held the engagement ceremony today is Meng Huo’s former benefactor. Although Lu Yu gave him money as a hush money, people must have the spirit of contract, but Gold Ripple still does not give up.The Lord's betrothal wedding must have some big surprises!

In order to sneak into the scene, he did not hesitate to pretend to be a cleaning uncle, and dragged it all night, so that he could find out about Meng Huo's escape from the back door of the hotel in the first place.

The paparazzi's intuition told him that this must be abnormal.

He followed Meng Huo all the way to Yongcheng, picked up the new year's day, and traveled thousands of miles to the film and television city, what else could be the reason?!

According to the paparazzi's intuition - nine times out of ten, Meng Huo is in love!

With a new love, it's no wonder that he can attend his ex's wedding so calmly.

He didn't dare to get too close, so he only saw the back of the man who came to pick up Meng Huo.They got into the car together, and then Gold Ripple followed all the way to this hot pot restaurant.

As a single mother and fetus, Gold Ripple is actually a little confused.

On such a romantic day, shouldn’t young couples go to high-end

In the western restaurant, drink some small red wine, wait for the two of you to get together, and then both go back to the hotel to have a good time?!

This is the direction that paparazzi want to see!!!

Eat boiled mutton?

Immediately, felt that it was neither ambiguous nor charming at all｜It was full of the good sense of sight of the two brothers who are cooking rice!

Wouldn't it be frustrating to kiss?

Gold Ripple, who is a solo mother and does not eat mutton, fantasized about that beautiful scene, and immediately frowned in disgust.

But it still needs to be shot.

Gold Ripple dutifully climbed several trees, and finally found the one with the right angle to take a picture of Meng Huo's box.

The sky is gloomy, and the weather forecast says that it may snow again in a while.

Gold Ripple crouched on a tree, his fingers curled up in the cold, staring hopefully at the camera—hoping for a big shot this time.

It’s best to have a passionate｜kiss with your new mysterious boyfriend in the restaurant before you can go back to the hotel. If this kind of scene can be photographed, with a sensational title, the effect will definitely explode｜explosively!

Give the Internet the last delicious melon of the year!

——The Chinese New Year is almost here, and it’s time for the paparazzi to hit the KPIs!

Gold Ripple pressed the shutter a few times with stiff fingers.

It's too late, there is no one he wants to see!

Meng Huo, who is facing the glass in the camera, eats nothing but eats.

In just 20 minutes, one person has already shown off four plates of mutton slices.

What family can afford such an edible object.

Gold Ripple can only pin all its hopes on the "mysterious boyfriend".

The man's back looks a little familiar, but there are too many entertainers in the circle, Gold Ripple didn't remember it for a while.

but……

Gold Ripple gave a malicious "tsk", and made a purely aesthetic appreciation of the mysterious man's back: the big hands, the broad shoulders, and the narrow waist—whoever saw it would say that Meng Huo is lucky!

In the private room, Meng Huo took off his coat, but he still ate very hot.

Meng Huo put the canned ice drink on his face to cool down.

Well, comfortable.

Lu Xinghuai looked at his cheeks that were red from heat or cold, and asked, "Do you want to open the window?"

"Miss Lu, if you sit in the wind, will it be cold?"

Lu Xinghuai got up to open the window.

"It's okay to drive a little."

Gold Ripple was ready for the back when the figure stood up, with his fingers on the shutter, his eyes staring unblinkingly, waiting for the mysterious boyfriend to turn his head, he

A face so familiar that it is hard to believe that it was so handsome appeared in the camera.

Gold Ripple was slow to react, only had time to press the shutter, and what the hell only captured Lu Xinghuai's back turning back.

Gold Ripple hugged the tree trunk in shock, and the north wind was blowing, and he almost fell from the tree.

Fuck?!

Meng Huo's mysterious boyfriend is Lu Xinghuai?!

This year's performance seems to have reached the target.

Not only did it meet the standard, but it also seemed to be rushed, and the KPI was directly rushed to the end.