Pei Hai: "Have you had breakfast yet?"
Gu Wangchao: "No."
The Film Emperor's eyes lit up.
"I've recently learned to cook, I'll go make something, you can fill your stomach first, and then we'll get to work."
He walked off enthusiastically.
Tuanzi watched his back, then turned to look at Gu Wangchao and plopped over with a 'pop'.
"Wangchao, do you watch the live broadcast?"
The young singer was still tidying up the bed.
"I watched it."
"So, what do you think of Brother Pei Hai's cooking?"
Gu Wangchao thought for a moment and gave an evaluation, "It won't kill you."
Tuanzi: !!!∑(ﾟДﾟノ)ノ
[Hahaha]
[I thought he was the cold beauty type, didn't expect his words to be this sharp]
[The brothers really don't get along, talking like that]
[You at the front, when they talk politely you say they don't get along, when they're blunt you also say they don't get along, you might as well change your name to Not Getting Along]
