After dressing as a villain, I really did a fake scene with the actor

"Okay."

Fei Wen readily agreed.

Jing Yiyuan took out her mobile phone as quickly as possible, tapped on the recording, and handed it to Fei Wen.

But he didn't expect the result to be as good as he expected.

Fei Wen pulled to the microphone and said softly, "Xiao Yuan, when will you marry me?"

Jing Yiyuan's face became hot in an instant, and he felt that not only his face was red, but also his ears were red, and even his shoulders started to feel hot.

"Just talk nonsense, forget it, I still have business."

Jing Yiyuan changed the topic one step at a time, remembered the flour she had put on the table, and started to discuss with Fei Wen.

"What are you going to eat tonight?"

Originally, I wanted to ask the question directly, but it always felt a bit too far-fetched, and the purpose was a bit too obvious.

Jing Yiyuan changed his way of expression, treating it as a casual mention.

Fei Wen first looked up at Jing Yiyuan: "Tell me, what do you want to eat? I'll make it for you."

Living together for such a long time, even people who are not in tune with each other probably have a tacit understanding.

The other party has already asked this question, Jing Yiyuan is no longer polite.

"I just went out to buy some flour, shall we have dumplings tonight?"

"Dumplings? Do you really want to eat dumplings, or do you have other intentions?"

Jing Yiyuan thought that Fei Wen had seen through his own thoughts, and immediately felt guilty, faltering and faltering.

"No, I just want to eat it suddenly, can you make it for me?"

"You can't waste your time in vain, why don't you give me some rewards?"

Jing Yiyuan knew that Fei Wen, an old fox, would never be so kind, but in order to achieve the ultimate goal, she still had to swallow her anger.

"What reward do you want? Say it in advance, dear, I won't do things like hugging a rogue."

When saying this, Jing Yiyuan took a special look at Fei Wen, implying that the other party's petty actions towards him for so long were the actions of hooligans.

Fei Wen wasn't angry either, and laughed even more after hearing what he said.

"If I don't let you do it, then call my husband to listen, isn't it too much?"

It's so easy to say it from the other party's mouth, but when it comes to Jing Yiyuan's place, it's still a little shy.

Although it was just a word, but this kind of intimate address has never been used before, at most it is called brother to stop.

"Can I stop calling? Can I call my brother?"

Jing Yiyuan took the flour to the kitchen, saw that Fei Wen was wearing an apron, and immediately reached out to help him tie the thin belt behind him.

Letting go, Fei Wen suddenly turned around: "No, you can call me husband, or kiss me, you choose?"

This is entirely a matter of choice.

It's better not to give these two options, Jing Yiyuan gritted her teeth.

Forget it, isn't it just to say something?No matter what is difficult, it will not lose a piece of meat.

"Old...husband?"

Not an affirmative sentence, but a murmured interrogative sentence, which doesn't sound very real.

Jing Yiyuan was also vague when he heard his own words, let alone Fei Wen, who even leaned in front of him and asked, "What did you just say?"

"...I've finished shouting, now it's time to fulfill your promise."

"I didn't hear it."

"I don't care, anyway, I have done what I said."

Jing Yiyuan is very reasonable, without any cowardice, after all, he has already done what he promised, and whether the other party hears or not is his own business.

Finally, the two of them dawdled and began to knead the dough.

Because I have taken a crash course on cakes, I still have a little skill in kneading dough.

After the dough is formed, the next step is the main event.

Jing Yiyuan first poked the dough with his index finger, and immediately left a deep hole. This trick is indeed feasible.

"Fei Wen, poke it with your finger."

Jing Yiyuan took Fei Wen's hand, but couldn't think of any excuses to quote the other party to come and poke him, so he could only use actions to accomplish his goal.

In the end, the hand poked in perfectly, but the next question left to Jing Yiyuan was how to take pictures?

Fei Wen must be paid.

"What's the point of poking the dough, you want to compare the size?"

"Compared to what size or not? I just want you to feel the softness of this dough, isn't it very comfortable?"

I don't know why, but Jing Yiyuan always felt that these two simple conversations seemed to imply something in a trance.

"Ah, can you go to my bedroom and get me my coat? I'm feeling cold."

Although this is an excuse to pay Fei Wen.

But Jing Yiyuan has a clear conscience, because at this moment, he really has goosebumps from the cold.

The temperature of the air conditioner is obviously not low, but his body is still cold, and he doesn't know why?

Seeing Fei Wen walking out of the kitchen, Jing Yiyuan immediately took out his mobile phone and slapped the dough frantically.

Before the phone was put away, Fei Wen came back with his coat in his hand.

"What are you patting the dough for?"

Jing Yiyuan was so frightened that his phone almost dropped to the ground, and he started to stutter, but fortunately, his little head was smart enough.

"Hmm...it's just...it's on Weibo...to show your love? This is the first time I've made dumplings myself..."

Although it is well-founded, Jing Yiyuan would never have thought of such things as showing affection in normal times.

But Fei Wen didn't ask the question, just looked at Jing Yiyuan and smiled meaningfully.

Jing Yiyuan didn't know whether the other party had discovered it or not, but she must know what she wanted to do.

After all, Fei Wen wasn't so stupid that he couldn't see through anything.

In order to show off, Jing Yiyuan still posted a photo of the dough on Weibo.

The bottom of the comments are all: so sweet!Ahhh!

Jing Yiyuan didn't bother to look at it.

The next day, Jing Yiyuan sent the photo to the jewelry store.

After calculating the final result, he really has nothing to do. Anyway, the photos have already been taken, and his mission has been successfully completed.

Fortunately, the itinerary in the past few days is not too much, there are only a few interviews occasionally, and Jing Yiyuan has plenty of time.

At least the daily cake class is available.

The crash course progressed very quickly in a few days, but Jing Yiyuan was a little handicapped. The cakes he made basically had no nose or eyes, and they would not think it was a cake if they showed it to others.

I don't know, I thought it was a pile of broken cream.

In order to defend her own face, Jing Yiyuan contacted him crazily in the crash course almost whenever she had time these days.

Fei Wen probably wanted to finish all his work before the tenth, so his schedule was very crowded.

Every day, I go home in the middle of the night, and it just so happens that the two people's time is staggered.

Jing Yiyuan didn't bother to explain to the other party.

A few days passed quickly, and it was already December [-]th in a blink of an eye.

Fei Wen said that he would be home around eight o'clock tonight, and Jing Yiyuan also replied that he might not be back until midnight tonight.

I thought the other party would ask a few more questions, but I didn't expect a word at all.

Jing Yiyuan originally wanted to explain, but when she turned around, she thought that explaining was just a cover-up, so she didn't speak at all.

It was six o'clock in the afternoon when the ring was ready.

Jing Yiyuan lay on the bed in a daze for a whole day. She didn't know what was going on these days, her body was abnormally heavy, and sometimes she often felt dizzy and dizzy. Jing Yiyuan tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep.

As soon as I got the call, I went to the mall without stopping.

The waiter is still the waiter, and the famous detective is still the famous detective.

"Mr. Jing, did you just wake up?"

Jing Yiyuan thought her hair was messy, so she took a look in the mirror of the shopping mall, but she was not still the handsome guy who was so handsome.

"I didn't sleep either, it's just that I've been a little dizzy these days."

"So, did you catch a cold? The recent temperature is a bit too low, and it's raining, so many people have caught cold."

The waiter's words reminded Jing Yiyuan that the symptoms for so many days were indeed quite similar.

In addition, he has not dealt with it after being exposed to the rain before, so it is indeed still possible.

But now is not the time to talk about this, let's finish our business first, and then find some time to go to the hospital to have a look.

Anyway, a cold is not a big problem.

The time to start cake making is 07:30 in the afternoon.

Jing Yiyuan needs to make the cake before eleven o'clock in the evening, and then rush home, the time is still a little tight.

But if you move faster, it should be okay.

Jing Yiyuan replaced the leather box that originally held the ring with a transparent one. During the process of making the cake, he hollowed out the middle of the cake embryo and put it in the center of the cake.

Although this method is a bit too old-fashioned, it can be regarded as a surprise.

It was past eleven o'clock when the cake was finished.

You can't blame Jing Yiyuan for being too slow, but he didn't expect that he would drop the whipped cream to the ground with a trembling hand and step on it.

He couldn't bear the pants and shoes, and it took him about ten minutes to wipe them clean.

You can't sue for a card and make yourself unkempt.

On the way home, Jing Yiyuan was still thinking about whether to buy a bouquet of flowers. This ancient way of confession has already been used by him, and it is not impossible at all.

It's a pity that I didn't see a flower shop open when I drove to the community along the way.

Sure enough, it was still too late.

It was twelve o'clock with about six or seven minutes left when we arrived downstairs in the community.

Jing Yiyuan sighed, at least he caught up.

The door of the room was closed, and Jing Yiyuan knocked on Mimi's key to open the door and walked into the living room, but didn't dare to turn on the light for fear of waking Fei Wen up.

55, 56, 57, 58...

Jing Yiyuan sat on the sofa, surrounded by pitch black, and the clock on the wall was still ticking away.

Looking at the surrounding environment, it seemed very lonely. During the day when Fei Wen was busy with work, Jing Yiyuan almost never came to the living room, but just hid in the room.

I don't know why it's so uncomfortable to be alone in this living room, it's like this home has lost its soul.

59, 60...

Jing Yiyuan lit the candles on the cake, walked to Fei Wen's room and was about to knock on the door.

But the fingers haven't landed on the door panel yet.

The door was opened, accompanied by the sound of opening the door, and the sound of Jing Yiyuan's phone.

Two people collided into each other like this.

Jing Yiyuan's head was already quite dizzy, but it was completely numb after such a bump.

All that was left was a sentence on the lips: "Fei Wen, happy birthday."

The words were the first words I wanted to meet the other party, but when I first saw each other, I said that I had spoken, and Jing Yiyuan had already been knocked to the ground.

The unexpected pain is the most painful.

Fei Wen's chest muscles were not so hard last time, but this time they are like a murder weapon.

Jing Yiyuan squatted on the ground and covered her head, unable to speak.

Your phone is still vibrating in your pocket, and the ringtone has never stopped.

But after three or four seconds, the sound suddenly disappeared.

Fei Wen put down the phone in his hand and did not exit the dialing page.

Crouching down: "Head bumped?"

Jing Yiyuan was a little aggrieved: "What do you think? I kindly came to celebrate your birthday and you actually committed murder?"

"I thought you didn't come back, so I called and planned to go out to find you. Show me?"

Jing Yiyuan felt Fei Wen's hand slowly climb up to her, the movement was very gentle.

The temperature of the hand was a bit cold, Jing Yiyuan unconsciously leaned against Fei Wen's palm.

"Does it still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt, just a little dizzy."

It's not a lie, Jing Yiyuan is indeed dizzy, but his mission has not been completed yet.

Jing Yiyuan supported the ground, stood up, stretched out her hand and led Fei Wen into the living room.

The lights in the living room were not turned on, only the flickering candles on the cake gave off a faint light.

Jing Yiyuan pulled Fei Wen to the sofa.

"Happy birthday, Fei Wen, do you want me to sing you a birthday song?"

The words are out.

Fei Wen started laughing.

Jing Yiyuan was confused by his laughter, and thought she had done something wrong: "What are you laughing at? It's also the first time I celebrate someone else's birthday, so..."

"Nothing, thank you."

The smile on the corner of Fei Wen's mouth still did not fall, and there was still a smile in his voice.

"You made the cake?"

Originally thought that Fei Wen would not be able to find out, but he did not expect to reveal it in one word.

Jing Yiyuan couldn't help covering her face with her hands: "Are you laughing at my ugly cake?"

The cake on the coffee table is not big, the chassis seems a little crooked, and the decorations on the cake are also crooked.

However, Jing Yiyuan thinks that this cake is already very good compared to before, at least it can be seen that it is a cake.

"No, it's beautiful."

"Forget it, I also know that I am handicapped, but the point is not this, you cut the cake quickly, the point is inside."

Jing Yiyuan picked up the plastic knife on the coffee table and handed it to Fei Wen, looking forward to it.

Fei Wen looked at him and smiled: "Could it be a ring inside?"

……

Time was silent for a few seconds.

Although Jing Yiyuan once thought that this kind of thing would happen, she never thought that Fei Wen would directly expose it.

Jing Yiyuan glanced at Fei Wen with a "kind" smile: "Dear actor, don't talk, can you cut the cake properly?"

"Okay, I'll listen to you."

The front was going smoothly, and when the cake was cut to the middle, Fei Wen's hand stopped.

Jing Yiyuan turned her head, her ears were a little red, she didn't dare to look, she said to herself: "Then what... I haven't confessed to anyone, you... just let it go?"

The author has something to say: I wrote this on my mobile phone in the car, it’s so noisy next to me, my thoughts are a bit messed up, let’s get it right first!

By the way, I will drive next...

感谢在2020-12-0219:17:05~2020-12-0316:57:26期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the rocket launcher: 1 brain shortage;

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: Ah Xiao, 45968810, and one of Ne Yan Min Xing;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 6 bottles of Park Xiqing's little fairy; 1 bottle of Xiaowen's house;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!