This year, how many times did he hear I love you
Many, many, so many that he himself can't remember. Every stage, every activity, they can hear them yelling I love you passionately.
She is the same, always expressing her love for him in this straightforward and passionate way. She has been working hard to make him feel loved by this world.
She did it.
At this moment, when he saw the orange light of the candle surrounded her, and she waved at him in the middle, the last trace of the fear of the world in his heart also disappeared.
This is not a dream.
The world is real, the dream to be held back in the hands is real, and love is real.
She is real.
He laughed and waved to her: "Happy New Year, do you want to come up for hot pot?"
After receiving his response, she jumped happily below, and said happily: "No, I will take away these candles when you finish reading. The uncle of the parking lot has been staring at me!"
Cen Feng said, "Wait a moment, I'll take a picture."
He took off the phone, turned on the camera, and patted the love candle below.
After the ID team finished their cup, they saw the captain lying on the windowsill and patted down strangely. I don’t know, but Shi Ran suddenly yelled: "Captain Fuck! Your fans will confess to you below!"
It is three stories high here, and separated by the dim night, no one can see who is standing underneath.
Only the three of the Star Knights thought that this figure looked a bit like the eldest lady. Damn it? ? ? Missy? ? ? Ying Xuze's eyes widened in shock, then looked down in horror, and quickly retracted his mind.
I did not see anything! ! !
After taking the picture, Cen Feng pushed back all the heads of the crowd around him, and then put the phone to his ear: "It's done."
Her voice was cheerful: "Then I will take the candles, goodbye brother!"
Hanging up the phone, the little figure below was really busy putting away the candles. Cen Feng glanced twice, then turned to close the window, picked up his coat and hat and walked out.
Shi Ran was still drinking a cup of wine with Fu Xingyan, twisting his neck and shouting, "Brother Feng, where are you going?"
Ying Xuze slapped him back: "It's your shit! Drink it!"
Cen Feng put on his coat and hat, and pulled the zipper to the top. When he lowered his head, his entire face was hidden in the collar. He took the elevator downstairs and walked to the parking lot.
In the past, the candles were already out, Xu Jiexing squatted in the middle, holding a plastic bag in his hand, and was picking it up one by one, still humming his song "The fight" in his mouth.
Although I didn't tune a single sentence, it sounded strangely cute.
Xu Jiexing finished picking up the candle in front of him, and then turned around to pick up the one behind him, only to see the idol a few steps away.
She stood up, her eyes curled with a smile: "Brother, why did you get down? It's so cold outside!"
Cen Feng walked over, "Aren't you cold?"
While speaking, he leaned over to pick up the candle and put it in the bag in her hand.
Xu Jiexing shook his head with joy: "I'm not cold! My body is the little sun!"
She knelt down and continued to pick up candles with idols, smelling the hot pot smell on his coat, couldn't help laughing: "Brother, you smell so good, I really want to take a bite."
Cen Feng paused and repeated her words in a low voice: "Bite?"
Xu Zaixing: "!!!" How can this accustomed mouth not keep the door in front of the Lord! A group of panicked people still pretended to be innocent and innocent: "The hot pot flavored brother must be delicious!"
Cen Feng: "..."
After picking up the candles, Xu Zaixing pointed to the parking lot not far away, "Brother, my car is parked there. Go up, it's cold outside."
Cen Feng glanced into the night and suddenly said, "I have a bad appetite tonight, and I don't want to eat hot pot."
Xu Jiexing became nervous for a moment: "Huh? Is my stomach upset? Do you want to go to the hospital? Have you not eaten on time recently?!"
He shook his head: "It's not uncomfortable, but I want to drink some porridge at home rather than hot pot."
Xu Jiexing made a decisive decision: "Go to my house! I'll make porridge for you to drink!"
Cen Feng smiled calmly: "Okay."
The two of them walked towards the parking space together. When they walked to Maserati, Xu Jiexing opened the door of the driver's back seat for him, "Brother, sit here! It's the safest place!"
As a result, Cen Feng said, "Let's drive."
Are you going to get in the car driven by idol for the first time in your life? Xu Jiexing was so excited that he nodded obediently, and then climbed onto the co-pilot.
Cen Feng got into the car and fastened his seat belt. He knowingly asked, "Don't you sit in the safest position?"
Xu Dixing: Safety is more important than admiring the handsome driving of idols!
She pulled her seat belt, peeking and hesitated: "I want to show you the way in front."
Cen Feng smiled, started the car, turned the steering wheel with one hand to reverse the car, then turned back and drove towards the exit. Obviously it is a very simple and ordinary action, but what he does is more handsome than others don't.
Xu Jiexing could not help covering his heart with pink bubbles in his eyes.
It suddenly occurred to me that the company recently had a film and television project with the theme of racing. Idol is a good fit for the indifferent male protagonist!
Can!
Let Wu Zhiyun go to talk tomorrow!
Cen Feng drove for many years and stayed in the mechanic shop for so long, and the car drove very steadily. Never sloppy when it's fast, and never scramble when it's slow. Xu Jiexing feels that his Maserati has shown the true value of a sports car in his hands.
Hey, I really want to give it to idols directly.
Do not! Xu Dixing! Calm down! Don't use money to insult him!
Just give resources! It makes more sense to let him earn it himself!
Cen Feng didn't know that there were so many inner scenes of the girl around him. He drove the car smoothly into the garage and parked in the parking space rented by Xu Jiexing.
"arrive."
Xu Jiexing came back to his senses and was extremely surprised: "Brother, do you actually remember my parking space?"
Just came once, is this memory too good
Cen Feng unfastened his seat belt and smiled at her, "Well, get out of the car."
It was early in the morning when I got home.
Xu Jiexing turned on the light, closed the wide open window, poured another cup of hot water for the idol, and rushed to the kitchen to make porridge. Before entering, he confessed solemnly: "You are not allowed to come in this time!"
Cen Feng smiled and said yes.
The floor heating gradually warmed up the whole room. He stood by the floor-to-ceiling windows and watched the night scene for a while, then walked back to the sofa and sat down, flipping through the magazines on the coffee table.
There are several books that he took on the cover. Looking at the degree of wear and tear on the pages, he should have read them over and over.
The corners of the lips couldn't help but bend.
Making porridge is a slow job. In order to prevent idols from waiting, Xu Jiexing did not choose to boil it slowly, but directly cook it in a pressure cooker. The rice is mixed with mung beans, and it will be ready in less than twenty minutes after putting the lid on.
She also fried a small cabbage, cut a little bit of Youtao and bought the spicy dried radish. I was worried that the mung bean porridge was too hot, so I scooped the porridge into a large bowl, put the bowl in water and iced it.
When I was happily serving food, I found that Idol was asleep half leaning on the sofa.
She knew he was tired these days.
It needs rehearsal and album promotion, and it will be broadcast live tonight. She had told Wu Zhiyun before that he should not arrange so many itineraries for him, but Wu Zhiyun said that this was all he requested.
Seeing the appearance of idol leaning on the sofa and propping his head to sleep, Xu Jiexing was really distressed.
She brought the food to the table gently, and then walked to the sofa to wake him up.
When I squatted by his side, I couldn't bear to see his tired face.
He probably didn't sleep well, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and his breathing was fast and slow.
Xu Zhixing raised his head and held his breath, peeking at idol's sleeping face, and couldn't help thinking, is this person with fine eyelashes? How can the eyelashes be so long and dense, like a small fan.
The lip shape is also beautiful, the lip color is slightly light, like a rose from deep to light, soft and beautiful.
She likes him so much.
She doesn't change the whole world.
I don't know how long it has been before, Cen Feng suddenly opened his eyes. After a moment of blankness, his eyes fell into focus and looked into her eyes.
His thin lips moved slightly, and the ending sounded hoarse: "Xu Jiexing, what are you doing?"
Xu Dixing: "?"
What am I doing
Xu Jiexing looked down at himself.
When she found that her two paws were resting on idol's waist, she was already close to him, and she was about to kiss his face.
Damn it? ? ? ? ! ! ! !
Xu Jiexing was so frightened that his pupils were dilated, and he leaned back suddenly, and he fell to the ground, rubbing his butt against the floor, backing back and forth until he retreated to the center of the living room, and then said as if he was about to cry: " I'm sorry, brother!!! I must have been possessed by something ghost just now!!!"
She didn't even remember when she got there! ! !
Could it be the instinctive reaction of this body? ?
Is she greedy for idols to such a degree? ?
God! ! ! When did I become so frantic! ! ! Even the flesh powder must have a conscience! Xu Dixing, is your conscience eaten by a dog! ! !
Cen Feng looked at her with complicated eyes.
Xu Zhixing was really about to cry: "Brother please don't tell me for sexual harassment. I just didn't hold it for a while. I haven't had time to do anything yet."
Cen Feng: "..."
The mood is more complicated.
It would be nice if I woke up a little later.
He sat up straight, got up and walked towards her.
Xu Jixing's buttocks rubbed the floor and went straight to hide. Cen Feng paused with a headache: "Get up."
The little girl flushed and looked at him eagerly: "Brother, aren't you angry?"
He said "um", took two steps forward, squatted down, and reached out to her.
Xu Jiexing swallowed his saliva, grabbed his wrist slowly, and got up with strength. Cen Feng saw her red from the bottom of her ears to the back of her neck.
He wanted to laugh a little, pretending he didn't see her avoiding sight, walked to the table and sat down. The mung bean porridge and cabbage color exudes a delicious fragrance. He picked up his chopsticks, raised his head and asked Xu Jiexing who was standing far away: "Are you going to eat together?"
Xu Zhixing shook his head repeatedly.
He said softly: "I don't like eating alone."
When Xu Jiexing heard this, he immediately ran to the kitchen and took a bowl, scooped up half a bowl of porridge, and ran out and sat opposite him.
But he buried his head the whole time, almost afraid to look at him.
After eating, he buried his head and ran back to the kitchen to wash the dishes.
Cen Feng stood in the living room and looked at the busy figures in the kitchen. He couldn't help thinking. Now if he continues to pretend to sleep, there is no chance.