Quick-wearing Full-time Male Two [gl]

Suddenly two Chinese came into the izakaya, both of whom looked like first-class. There were as many as twice as many guests as usual.

However, visitors can only see Mu Qing most of the time.

Ordering. She is responsible for serving and paying the bills. When I am busy, I can't wait to have six hands.

Perhaps the relationship with a lively personality, she can chat with the guests very well. Asahina Rie also loves to circle her, often pulling her to whisper.

Qin Yue doesn't understand Japanese, so she helps in the back kitchen, mainly responsible for cutting vegetables and washing dishes.

She rarely shows up in the lobby. Even when she is not busy, she stays in the kitchen and learns some simple food cooking skills from Asahina Etota for emergencies.

As Nayoshi Asahina stated in advance that some cooking techniques are secretive, the camera cannot always record Qin Yue inside the kitchen.

Only occasionally when I was too busy, was I allowed to go in and film Qin Yue's dynamics.

At the end of the day, except for the afternoon break, it is rare to see the interaction between the two.

At least from the camera, there is nothing like what a couple should have.

Although it wasn't a couple in the first place... Yang Qiaole thought.

Her external identity is a translator, and she is also an internal person who understands the internal situation of the program group.

After ten o'clock in the evening, while Qin Yue was alone in the kitchen, Yang Qiaole sneaked in. "Sister Qin, have you received any news from the program group?"

Qin Yue was cutting vegetables, and he kept moving when he heard the words, and said: "Want me to resign and go to the arranged Chinese restaurant? Too busy, no time to return."

Yang Qiaole let out a sigh of relief and said, "No wonder, I didn't hear from Sister Qin over there, so I asked me on WeChat."

Staying here, everything will become uncontrollable, and it may not be possible to guarantee the effect of the program.

Such as today.

The audience watched two people fall in love. As a result, the two worked almost all day long. Who would like to watch it?

Qin Yue: "They want you to send me a message?"

Yang Qiaole nodded: "What are you going to do?"

Qin Yue gave her two words, simple and clear: "Don't go."

Yang Qiaole was choked by her words, and after reacting, she asked: "If you have been here, what should you do with the script? You don't understand Japanese and it is difficult to master the rhythm."

In the script that was arranged for Qin Yue in advance, there were scenes from the staff of the Chinese restaurant. At that time, someone will cooperate with Qin Yue to destroy Mu Qing's infatuation and simple personality in the later stage of the show.

The audience saw that all her infatuation in the early stage was acting, I am afraid they will make a condemnation on the Internet.

According to Mu Qing's current popularity, there is no need to worry about the program being watched.

Even if Mu Qing knew the facts later, it didn't matter.

I think she has no background and no backing, so she won't let her be the winner?

But Qin Yue still has those two words: "Don't go."

"But..." Yang Qiaole wanted to say something and stopped, but under Qin Yue's cold eyes, he swallowed all the words back.

Knowing that Qin Yue is an unreasonable master, Yang Qiaole smiled awkwardly and slipped out of the kitchen.

Mu Qing had just gotten free, and when he came to the kitchen, he passed by Yang Qiaole who had gone out.

Seeing her face of bitterness and enmity, I just feel inexplicable.

"Did you tell her something?" Mu Qing slammed Nu Yang Qiaole's back, "She seems to be in a bad mood."

Qin Yue was still cutting her vegetables and did not look up: "I bullied her, do you believe it?"

Mu Qing blinked: "Did she make you angry?"

"right."

The camera didn't follow in, Mu Qing let go a little, and half-joked: "Why did you mess with you? Tell me so that I can make fewer mistakes."

Qin Yue chopped down the cutting board heavily: "I'm familiar with it, thinking that Sister Qin has the right to speak in front of me when I call me. I don't know that I don't want to talk to her at all, and I don't want to go with her."

She turned her head and looked at Mu Qing slantingly: "If you say that, do you understand?"

Mu Qing opened her eyes slightly, and stared at Qin Yue.

Mu Qing thought privately that Qin Yue was warning Mu Qing instead of talking about Yang Qiaole.

She wanted to pretend not to understand, but...

Mu Qing finally took a step back, distanced slightly from Qin Yue, and said, "Sorry."

Qin Yue clenched a fist and said, "Are you sorry to me? What are you backing up? Or do you find that I am mean and acrid and can't accept it, so you want to stay away from me?"

Mu Qing shook his head quickly: "I don't have one, I just think..."

"What do you think?"

Mu Qing quietly glanced at her, and whispered, "I think... you might hate me?"

"Why should I hate you?" Qin Yue sneered, "What did you do to sorry me?"

Mu Qing shook his head, looked at Qin Yue's indifferent expression, and nodded again.

Qin Yue snapped the knife on the case: "Yes—" She sneered, "Still not?"

Mu Qing's heart beat, and then asked: "Yes...or...no?"

Qin Yue sent her two words: "Haha."

The conversation stopped at ha ha.

This inexplicable conversation ends here.

11:30, the izakaya closes.

The father and daughter Asahina went home early.

After Mu Qing and Qin Yue closed the door, they walked side by side and walked back.

The camera followed the two of them, the camera pulled down, and the two of them did not pull their hands together.

After returning to the residence, the camera unwillingly followed into the room, but there was still no interaction between the two.

It wasn't until 12 o'clock in the morning, when it was the banned time that the owner Asahina asked for, the photographer regretfully quit, saved the image data, and uploaded it to the production team.

Asahina and his daughter have fallen asleep separately.

When Qin Yue finished washing and was about to return to the room, he was called by Mu Qing.

She grabbed her wrist.

Qin Yue glanced at Mu Qing holding her wrist, and under the conditioned reflex, Mu Qing brushed loose.

"Sorry, if you don't like it..."

"You stop me, what do you want to say?" Qin Yue asked.

Mu Qing took a deep breath and asked, "Are you angry with me? Why are you angry?"

Qin Yue smiled at her: "Where am I mad at you?"

Mu Qing: "..."

"Which eye did you see me angry?"

"..."

I can't say that I can see it with both eyes...?

Mu Qing's silence was exchanged for Qin Yue's sneer: "After all, I didn't understand at the beginning, why do you always say you like me. For the effect of the show? Popularity? Or popularity?"

"I…"

"You don't know me at all, and you haven't seen me in private. Why can you just open your mouth and say you like it?"

"Because…"

"Don't say anything like'I am your little fairy'." Qin Yue narrowed his eyes, "I will die of laughter."

"..."

Qin Yue waited for a while, but before Mu Qing answered, he said: "If you have nothing to say, I will go to bed."

She turned around to leave, but Mu Qing held her wrist.

"I'm very stupid. If you don't tell me the reason, I may never think of why you are angry. But if you are angry, it must be because I did something wrong."

Mu Qing clenched Qin Yue's wrist, "So, tell me, I don't want to be convicted just inexplicably, at least give me a chance to explain."

After Mu Qing said these words, he let go of the shackles on Qin Yue.

She took a step back and waited quietly.

After a while, Qin Yue turned around and looked at her sideways: "What did Li Hui say to you last night?"

She turned her head and left Mu Qing a back of her head, "She threw herself into your arms and wept, but you didn't push away."

Mu Qing was a little dazed. After thinking about it, she wanted to hold back a smile, but she held her belly and smiled and bent over.

At first, Qin Yue straightened her back and turned her back, pretending to smile at her indifferently.

But Mu Qing kept laughing, listening to Qin Yue's ears, as if laughing at her unreasonably making trouble.

She turned her head and said angrily: "When are you going to laugh?"

Finished speaking, but was stunned.

Mu Qing was still smiling, but there were big tears that fell from the corners of her eyes one by one.

She laughed and cried, ignoring her image: "I almost thought you were going to ignore me."

Qin Yue: "..."

She pursed her mouth, took out a tissue from her pocket, "Snot, wipe it..."

Mu Qing grinned at her, took the tissue and wiped her face, finally returning to normal from a crying cat face.

Relaxing, she sat cross-legged on the sofa, facing Qin Yue, and said, "If I tell you I can see ghosts, do you believe it or not?"

She would have met all the things up to Asahina, without missing anything. After talking to Qin Yue, she quietly looked at Qin Yue and waited for her reply.

Qin Yue nodded without any expression, "So, I know."

Mu Qing tilted her head, "Aren't you comforting me?"

"What comforts you?"

"After Rie heard that I could see that thing, he said to me sympathetically, "You must have been working hard-things like that."

"Are you asking me for comfort?" Qin Yue asked.

Mu Qing nodded heavily.

Qin Yue moved to Mu Qing's side, stretched out her hand, and smiled: "Be good, bow your head."

Mu Qing lowered her head obediently.

Qin Yue said: "Although I think you are not bothered by the fact that you can'see ghosts', since you asked for it..."

She put her hand on her head and patted gently: "Thanks for your hard work~"

Ten minutes later, when Mu Qing finished cleaning up and was about to turn off the lights to go to bed, he heard a sound of footsteps in the corridor.

Turning his head, she saw Qin Yue holding a quilt standing at the door of the living room.

She walked into the living room with her bare feet and slender white feet on the clean tatami, spreading the bedding.

"I'm timid." She said without changing her face, "I'm afraid of ghosts."

She got into the bed and turned her back to the direction of the sofa where Mu Qing was lying, "Good night."

Mu Qing's eyes widened, staring at Qin Yue in a daze, watching her faintly red ears hidden under her hair.

Her eyes gradually bent, and she also said, "Good night."

While sleeping in a daze, Qin Yue suddenly said in her direction: "If you are Asahina Nagyota, would you choose your wife or Ms. Yamada?"

Mu Qing suddenly woke up.

Qin Yue asked again: "If Ms. Yamada is chosen, shouldn't his wife let it go?"

Mu Qing looked at the dark ceiling above her head, and a scene of Chu Rou committing suicide in front of her appeared in her mind.

"From the perspective of others..." Mu Qing said bluntly, "I have to say, Ms. Yamada is the better choice."

"Why? Because my wife is no longer alive? Because the so-called people and ghosts have different ways? Don't you think she is too pitiful?"

"Nevertheless...Miss Yamada is still the best choice. The most important thing is..."

Mu Qing remained silent for a long time before continuing, "Because my wife has been unable to intervene in the lives of Yantai and Rihui, her emotions are close to collapse, and she has a tendency to become a ghost."

"What will happen after the ghost is transformed?"

"It may do something that hurts Asahina's father and daughter, and then be noticed, and finally wiped out."

"Since she might hurt them, why would you help her?"

Mu Qing closed her eyes, "I just don't want her to regret it."

Hurting someone who is very important to oneself, even for a ghost who has lost his mind, is bound to be very painful.

Qin Yue: "Then can you guarantee that after you do this, your wife will not become a ghost? Will you not do things that you regret?"

Mu Qing shook his head: "No."

Qin Yue: "Then do you think about how to deal with your wife in the future?"

Mu Qing shook his head: "I haven't thought about it for the time being. I just think my wife is a good person. I don't want her to lose herself because of love."

"You mean..." Qin Yue said, "Will she still have a tendency to behave badly?"

Mu Qingmo.

Qin Yue: "...Will you kill her?"

Mu Qing lowered his eyes: "No."

For most of the next few days, Mu Qing and Qin Yue will be like today.

Mu Qing was busy back and forth in the lobby, and Qin Yue worked hard in the back kitchen.

Mu Qing's ordering and serving speed is getting faster and faster, and he has already known the names of a few regular customers, and there are often laughter from the izakaya, which sounds cheerful and harmonious.

Qin Yue's speed of washing and cutting vegetables also followed, and she also learned simple ways to accompany wine with side dishes, which won a lot of praise.

At the end of a day, all the hot spots in the next few days can not be as many as the first day in Japan.

Compared with the other four groups of lovers, the sweet interaction between the two is very rare.

It is excusable to want to come.

Compared with other lovers, Mu Qing and Qin Yue are really working.

All the time is spent working, where is there so much leisure time to get ambiguous?

Even if you have the intention to create a romantic pink bubble between the two in the later period, it may be difficult to recover the disadvantage.

But they are the lovers who are required by the above and must persist until the penultimate period.

Helplessly, behind no one in the store, the photographer followed Yang Qiaole, and without the owner’s permission, carried the camera into the kitchen.

Mu Qing was helping Qin Yue clean the dishes, all facing away from the camera.

Qin Yue immediately noticed the camera behind him.

She raised her brows slightly, and said in her heart: "It's time to give some sweetness."

Thinking about when to do something, a lollipop suddenly appeared in front of my eyes, and subconsciously included it, it was full of sweetness.

"It was given by regular customers. Their family seems to be a hand-made candy family that has been handed down for a century. This one seems to cost 500 yen. Although the price is high, there are people lining up to buy it every day."

She tilted her head and smiled at Qin Yue, "Is it sweet?"

Qin Yue seemed to have forgotten the camera behind him, with sugar in it, and nodded lightly.

"Well, it's sweet."

Two days later, the second issue of "Ou Lian 2" started on time.