I became a movie star at the age of three; Dilraba and I are childhood sweethearts.

"She only complains that I don't come home often enough."

Xiao Chen replied casually, and then casually placed the largest crab claw from his bowl into Reba's bowl.

Dilraba blushed and buried her head in her food, eating even more happily.

Under the shade of the canopy, the four people were eating heartily, the sounds of slurping noodles rising and falling.

On the production crew's side, dozens of people were holding cold boxed lunches, staring at the remaining noodle soup in the pot.

Tears involuntarily streamed down her face.

Old Wang secretly lifted a corner of his hat, sniffed, and silently squeezed the large Coke cup in his hand until it creaked.

"Damn it, I miscalculated. We should have made it so that people couldn't bring their own cooking skills."

Old Wang muttered something under his breath, drawing sympathetic glances from the assistant directors around him.

Dinner ended, and night fell.

The sea breeze, carrying a cool, damp scent, blew into the courtyard of the Mushroom House.

Leslie Cheung patted his belly and sank contentedly into the bamboo chair.

"Let's go, digest our food, and visit our new home this season."

This season's Mushroom House is built on a high point by the sea, and its area is more than twice as large as the previous season's.

White walls and black tiles, with unknown vines climbing all over the walls, look especially warm and cozy in the night.

"Woof woof!"

Two cheerful figures darted out of the house, their tails wagging like electric fans.

"Little H! Little O!"

Dilraba knelt down in surprise and hugged the two Shiba Inus, who had gotten quite chubby.

These two dogs have been with them since the first season and have now become indispensable members of the Mushroom House.

Xiao Chen walked into the backyard and suddenly stepped on something soft.

"Giggle giggle—"

Several startled hens flapped their wings and flew up onto the fence.

"Wow, those little chicks from back then have grown so big!"

Mei Yanfang followed and looked at the plump poultry.

Using the light from the corridor, Xiao Chen bent down and rummaged around in the chicken coop.

A moment later, he opened his palm.

Three round, warm eggs lay quietly in his fair palm.

"I'm in for a treat tomorrow morning."

Xiao Chen turned his head to look at the three people behind him, a slight smile playing on his lips.

"Brother Chen, what are we having for breakfast tomorrow?"

Dilraba rested her chin on her hands and smiled like an innocent little girl under the lights.

"Fried rice with egg".

Xiao Chen placed the eggs into the bamboo basket beside him, his voice sounding particularly calm and charming in the sea breeze.

After touring the courtyard, everyone carried their simple luggage to their respective rooms.

The production team really went all out for this season's Mushroom House, with accommodations that can be described as luxurious vacation villas.

No longer the simple wooden plank bed that had to be built by ourselves last season, but four separate bedrooms.

Each room has floor-to-ceiling windows offering ocean views.

"Hey, at least Old Wang and the others finally got to act like human beings."

Leslie Cheung put his suitcase in the room and then comfortably collapsed onto the soft bed.

He let out a satisfied sigh.

"We have beds and air conditioning; aren't we here to enjoy ourselves this season?"

Anita Mui smiled as she looked around her room, which was decorated in a warm and elegant style, with a faint aroma of fragrance in the air.

She walked to the window, opened it, and the sound of the waves rushed in along with the salty evening breeze.

"That feels so good."

Dilraba's room was next to Xiao Chen's, and she peeked out.

Seeing Xiao Chen leisurely tidying up her things, her pretty face blushed for no reason.

Goodnight, Brother Chen.

"Good night."

Xiao Chen turned around and smiled at her.

Under the soft light of the Mushroom House, Xiao Chen appeared even more gentle and harmless, yet also more breathtaking.

Dilraba's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly pulled her head back, slamming the door shut.

She leaned against the door, her hands stroking her burning cheeks, her mind a jumbled mess.

We've known each other for over ten years, how come you're still so pathetic?

The night grew deeper.

The waves became the only lullaby, and everyone, exhausted from a long day, drifted off to sleep.

The next day, just as dawn was breaking, the sea surface was still shimmering with a pale golden glow.

Xiao Chen had already gotten out of bed quietly.

He changed into a set of light sportswear and started his morning run along the rocky path by the sea.

The cameramen from the production crew, carrying their equipment, were out of breath as they ran.

The figure in the shot maintained a balanced and powerful rhythm throughout.

Sweat trickled down his sharply defined jawline, dripping into the sand and disappearing instantly.

Even as he was slightly out of breath from exercise, there wasn't a trace of dishevelment on his face.

Instead, it is full of vibrant life, like the statue of David from ancient Greek mythology.

After his morning run, Xiao Chen returned to the Mushroom House and took a quick shower.

When he came out of the bathroom, he was only wearing a towel, and the strong muscles of his upper body were faintly visible in the morning light.

Water droplets from her hair rolled down her neck, across her chest, and disappeared below her V-line.

He casually picked up the three eggs he had found yesterday from the basket and went into the kitchen.

Heat oil in a pan, then pour in the golden egg mixture, which instantly solidifies into beautiful chunks.

Then pour in the leftover rice from last night. As the spatula flips the pan, the rice grains and eggs blend perfectly, each grain distinct and coated in golden yellow.

An indescribable, overpowering aroma began to waft uncontrollably from the kitchen.

"Mmm...smells so good..."

Dilraba was awakened by the aroma.

She rubbed her eyes and walked out of the room, following the aroma to the kitchen door, where she saw Xiao Chen shirtless, tossing a wok.

The smooth contraction and relaxation of the back muscles with each movement is full of powerful beauty.

Dilraba's face flushed bright red instantly, like a startled little rabbit, and she stammered.

"Chen... Brother Chen, good morning..."

Xiao Chen turned his head and saw her stunned expression, a smile playing on his lips.

"Good morning, go wash up, it'll be ready to eat soon."

His voice had a slight hoarseness characteristic of early morning, which, combined with his stunningly handsome appearance and physique, made him incredibly alluring.

Dilraba practically fled in panic.

Before long, Leslie Cheung and Anita Mui were also drawn out by the fragrance.

Leslie Cheung yawned as he peeked into the kitchen.

"Ah Chen, what delicious food are you making? You're torturing me like this so early in the morning."

Xiao Chen had already divided the fried rice into four bowls and sprinkled some bright green scallions on top.

"Fried rice with egg".

Anita Mui commented with a smile.

"Simple, but incredibly fragrant."

Just then, the old red telephone in the yard suddenly started ringing urgently.

The sudden sound shattered the tranquility of the early morning.

The four exchanged glances, knowing that the first "mission" for the Mushroom House had arrived.

"I'll go pick it up."

Dilraba was the closest, so she jogged over and nervously picked up the microphone.

"Feed? Hello, this is Mushroom House."

A distinctive voice came from the other end of the phone, speaking rapidly with a heavy Cantonese accent.