[OMG! How could such a tall idol get pinned down by the goddess?! Where did all the rice he ate over the years go?]
[Hahaha... Why do I find the idol especially adorable in this scene? Before the idol realized what happened, he found himself pinned down on the sofa by his petite wife. That little conflicted look in his eyes...]
[So, this is what the idol is like in private? Hahaha... He's just begging for a lesson. The goddess finally showcased her cooking skills, and he got jealous?! That's outrageous! No wonder the goddess has been kept well-hidden all these years; it's definitely the idol's doing!]
[Exactly! With the idol's jealousy, it's no surprise the goddess has remained under wraps!]
[This exposure must have been forced by the goddess. Damn! They've been married for so many years, yet he never gave her official recognition. This baby is not pleased! So, the baby fought back with force, and then the idol succumbed under the violent threat...]
[Don't you think there's sothing fishy about that breakfast?]
[What could be fishy? A breakfast personally made by the idol? I'd dream of eating that; they're so lucky.]
[Stop kidding! I have so insider info.]
[What insider info? Spit it out and I won't kill you.]
[My cousin's brother's construction co-worker's nephew's classmate's sister's... brother is a staff mber of the program. He's one of the top insiders. He said the idol didn't make gourt food, he made lax/atives. After that breakfast, all the staff rushed to the bathroom. Didn't you notice the later videos that morning had fewer close-ups?]
[You up there, get out! Stop slandering the idol here. My idol is so handso, anything he makes looks delicious. If you want to slander, at least find so believable dirt, okay? Be professional, honey.]
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Whether it's on the video screen or under the official Weibo post, everyone's having a great ti laughing about it. The program's chief director, with a wicked heart, refuses to expose the truth. Only when the episode is about to end do they suddenly release a funny blooper video.
"Idol's Breakfast Exposed: Dark Cooking Chapter" features a series of short clips capturing the staff's race to the bathroom, reflecting their plight. Most critically, afterward, there's a sweet contrast photo album: while the staff were scrambling for the bathroom, Jiang Nuo was sweetly enjoying a rose-carved waterlon specially prepared by his wife.
[There's no harm without comparison.]
[Ten thousand points of damage! The idol is incredible!]
[Even if it's poison, if made by the idol himself, I'd eat it with tears.]
[Why do I imagine the scene like this: while the staff are in the bathroom, the idol is eating waterlon...]
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Jiang Nuo, idle at ho, truly has nothing to do. He doesn't need to read scripts or morize lines, so every now and then, he "flirts" with his wife.
The most unbearable part is that he also sprinkled a lot of relationship goals by posting on Weibo: [Wife's Shy Eight-Grid Photo.jpg Expressionless Wife.jpg For the first ti, I found out, my wife is actually so easily embarrassed!]
[Idol, you've done enough! How am I supposed to find a boyfriend with you like this?]
[The one above, I'm single, male.]
[I'm single too, have a car and a house, male.]
[I'm also single, have a car and a house, female.]
[I'm single, female.]
[I'm single, male.]
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A netizen saw it and comnted: [Ha?! The idol has beco a marriage agency?!]
"Wifey, since we're spending all day at ho doing nothing, how about we go to the movies?" Sitting on the sofa holding his wife while watching her paint, soone suddenly had this idea.
Mu Qiuniang stopped painting and looked up: "What should we watch?"
Jiang Nuo flashed his perfect smile: "Of course, we'll watch the movie starring your adorable hubby."
"Right now?"
Jiang Nuo checked the ti, 2 PM: "Let's go in the evening. Your husband is a big star now. Walking down the street during the day, I'll definitely be recognized. By then, forget about watching a movie with you; I might not even have the chance to hold your hand."
He even exaggeratedly sighed, "Sigh... Being a big star is really not easy!"
"You don't have to be one."
"Your husband is so handso, even if he's not, there'd still be crowds watching." Jiang Nuo was full of himself, completely different from the "stoic" or "gentleman" image on-screen.
"You could change your face."
"Everyone works on becoming more beautiful, but I'd work on becoming uglier. That's not right, is it?" Jiang Nuo looked confused, "Wife, are you sure you're not trying to slander ? Don't you want your husband handso, or do you think I'm too handso and it makes you feel inferior?"
Mu Qiuniang was speechless: You're just too bored and looking for trouble!
"Wifey, I'm serious. Your husband is so handso and famous. Do you feel pressured? Feel free to say; I won't laugh at you..." Jiang Nuo had the "I'm your confidant, let's talk" look.
Mu Qiuniang didn't even want to talk to him: "I think we should clean the house."
Actually, the house had a "Clean Array Formation," sparing them from cleaning; it was always pristine. But she thought he was too idle and wanted to give him sothing to do.
Jiang Nuo looked around at the living room under his wife's managent, which appeared very clean and tidy, and said, "It's very clean."
"Just because it looks clean doesn't an it is. Did you see clean today?"
"No." Jiang Nuo was honest.
"Do you want to help clean?"
"Okay, my wife works so hard every day; today I'll do a thorough clean for her."
Jiang Nuo eagerly started grabbing things, mop, broom, bucket, cloth, organizing them all, and even put on an apron from the morning, ready to go.
"Wife, does this look alright?"
"Mhm!" Mu Qiuniang, who had already picked up the sketchbook and started drawing again, nodded lightly.
Then the audience saw through Mu Qiuniang's thoughts on the barrage: [I think, right now, the goddess must be thinking: Finally got this clingy guy busy with sothing, now I can continue painting quietly, this feels amazing!]
"Wife, should I wipe the table first or the window?" Jiang Nuo had just rinsed the rag and asked.
"The table." The window was too high, it was dangerous, better not.
"Wife, do I need to put anything on the table while wiping?"
"No need." The table was very clean, whether you wipe or not, it's the sa.
"Wife, the water spilled on the floor. What should I do? The mop doesn't seem to dry it well."
"It's okay, it'll dry later." Thanks to the versatile "Clean Array Formation," there's nothing to worry about.
"Wife, why does it feel like it's less clean than before I wiped it?"
"Clean the rag properly." If you can't clean it well, let it be. It'll get clean soon anyway.
"Wifey..."
"..." Why is this guy so troubleso? He's even more botherso than her junior brothers and sisters from before.
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