Hi wife!

Cheng Wanyu looked at the food in Fu Xia's hands, and couldn't help but smile. She took the food and opened it to smell it, and said, "You didn't make the noodles, did you?"

Fu Xia smiled and said, "How do you know?"

Cheng Wanyu said, "Because I didn't teach you how to make noodles."

Fu Xia laughed, nodded and said: "This is made by a guest, but I made all those dishes. I thought you must have not eaten when you come back at this time, so I left you a bowl."

While the two were chatting, Cheng Wanyu noticed a few figures poking their heads out from the corner. She looked up and found that they were the crew members of the program carrying the camera and Director Xu with a surprised face. Fu Xia also felt a little confused. It was weird, when I looked back and saw the camera, I hurried over and stretched out my hand to cover the lens of the camera.

"Can't shoot, can't shoot!" Fu Xia said anxiously: "Didn't it be agreed to only shoot at home?"

Director Xu's eyes lit up when he looked at Cheng Wanyu. Although he hadn't had much contact with Cheng Wanyu, she was a first-line artist after all. How could Director Xu not know her?

"Are you Teacher Cheng Wanyu?" Director Xu rubbed his hands and said, "You live in the opposite door to Teacher Fu Xia?"

Cheng Wanyu was not that flustered, just holding his dinner and smiling at Director Xu decently: "Yes, I just came back, Teacher Fu Xia prepared dinner for me."

Director Xu rubbed his hands together and said 'oh', as if he was about to say something.

Cheng Wanyu said calmly: "Can I delete the part I just filmed? I don't really want people to know where I live, so please."

Director Xu looked at the camera, asked the staff to put away the machine, and then turned to Cheng Wanyu and said, "Of course, I understand the rules. When I saw Teacher Fu Xia come out during the meal, we followed him subconsciously." ,I'm really sorry."

"It's okay." Cheng Wanyu glanced at Fu Xia, smiled slightly and said, "Then I'll go back first."

Director Xu: "Okay, okay."

After Cheng Wanyu closed the door, Fu Xia put away his posture and said to Director Xu, "It must be cut off, you know?"

Director Xu came over gossipingly and asked, "Mr. Fu Xia, how long have you two been neighbors?"

Fu Xia snorted: "I won't tell you."

Instead of staying in the corridor, Fu Xia pushed the program crew into the room. After filming and eating, it was getting late. Director Xu and the others planned to leave, and Fu Xia and Han Zhi didn't interact with each other. Wash and go to bed.

Fu Xia took out his mobile phone, found Cheng Wanyu's profile picture and poked it open: [I'll go to your house to get the bowls and chopsticks tomorrow, the show will be recorded until tomorrow to send the guests away, so don't look for me during this time]

After thinking about it, Fu Xia said again: 【I seem to have forgotten to feed the melon seeds at night, and I don’t know if I’ve finished the cat food for it】

After a while, Cheng Wanyu sent a message. It was a photo. In the photo, Guazi was eating like a bulldozer. It could be seen that he was hungry.

Cheng Wanyu: [I forgot if you didn't tell me, I just fed it just now]

Fu Xia: [Buy it a cat bowl that is regularly fed, otherwise it would be too pitiful to forget]

Cheng Wanyu: [It makes sense]

Fu Xia: [Link]

Fu Xia: [This looks good, so I'll buy it]

Cheng Wanyu sat on the sofa and watched Fu Xia's little expression, couldn't help but bent down to touch Guazi's round and soft buttocks, and said with emotion: "You do eat a little too much."

Guazi flicked his tail, remained unmoved, and continued to bulldoze.

***

At around eleven o'clock in the evening, Fu Xia heard someone talking in a daze. When she just woke up, she was startled, because she lived alone for a long time, and suddenly found someone talking at home, and her scalp felt numb. .

The little night light was dim, and Fu Xia was lying on the bed hugging the quilt, listening to the ethereal voice.

"Don't cry, you are quite boring like this."

"Isn't it good to get together and relax? You are a man after all. Isn't it good to call and cry with me every day?"

"You didn't do what I asked you to do, and you didn't do what I asked you to do. Naturally, that's the end of it."

"Are you threatening me?"

"Hey, it's not that my sister doesn't love you. Didn't she arrange for you a male lead in a web drama? It's up to you whether you can get better."

Listening to the crying voice on the other end of the phone, Han Zhi stood on the balcony stroking the leaves of the green radish, feeling extremely calm.

"Sister, I really can't live without you, please don't break up with me, okay..."

Before Han Zhi could speak, she heard the sound of the door opening. She looked back at Fu Xia who came out of the room, said 'hang up' to the mobile phone, put away the mobile phone, looked at Fu Xia and said: "It's so late, why don't you go to sleep?"

Fu Xia rubbed his head, yawned and said, "Suddenly heard a sound in the house and got up to have a look. I lived alone all the time, so suddenly I thought there was a thief in the house."

Han Zhi looked at Fu Xia and said calmly, "I heard that Cheng Wanyu lives next door to you? It seems that your relationship has improved a lot after filming the same drama."

"Not really," Fu Xia said, "It's not that you don't know that no one in the circle likes me. She just moved here by chance because it's close to where she works."

"There are so many coincidences in the world." Han Zhi walked over and patted Fu Xia on the shoulder: "Many coincidences are premeditated, you should pay attention."

After saying this, Han Zhi went to the guest room to rest, leaving Fu Xia standing alone.

Fu Xia didn't quite understand Han Zhi's words. She went back to the room in a daze. Before going to sleep, she was thinking about who Han Zhi was talking to. Know where you heard it.

Early the next morning, Fu Xia turned off the alarm clock and got up. She poured herself a glass of ice water and started preparing breakfast after drinking it.

The siu mai was bought two days ago, and it can be steamed a little bit. Fu Xia also steamed egg custard by the way.

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw the camera in the kitchen shaking her head from side to side following Fu Xia's movements. Fu Xia felt that she might have done all the housework in her life these days. The color changed, and Fu Xia didn't turn off the fire. He made three finger cakes in a row, then beat eggs, cut ham sausage, put one in the finger cake bag provided, and ate two bites by himself. It was so delicious.

Before Han Zhi woke up, Fu Xia knocked on Cheng Wanyu's door with a piece of finger cakes and a few siu mai. Dressed in black, he asked wonderingly, "Are you going out today?"

Cheng Wanyu chuckled: "Yes, there are still arrangements for today."

Fu Xia held up his breakfast and asked, "Is there still time for breakfast?"

"Naturally," Cheng Wanyu let people in, and said with a smile, "Sister Guan hasn't come to pick me up yet, so I can have something to eat."

"That's great!" Fu Xia looked around and asked, "Where are the melon seeds?"

Cheng Wanyu also looked for it, but when he couldn't find it, he said, "Maybe go out and play, don't worry about it, I'll come back and knock on the door when I'm hungry."

Fu Xia found it interesting: "It still knocks on the door?"

"Yes," Cheng Wanyu took a bite of the finger cake, the thick sauce mixed with the freshness of lettuce filled his mouth, Cheng Wanyu was a little surprised: "Today's cooking is delicious."

Fu Xia smiled and said, "That's right, it took a hundred hand-cooked cakes to be wasted, of course the more you make it, the better it will be!"

At the same time, Han Zhi got up, brushed her teeth and washed her face, and saw a cat sitting on the dining table as soon as she came out. She was stunned and leaned over, watching Guazi bent down and poked its cheek, and said, "Whose family do you belong to?" Cat?"

Guazi ignored her, stretched out her paw to grab a ham sausage, then got up and ran away.

Han Zhi looked at the cat and found it interesting, and then looked at the food on the table. She didn't know what the cat touched. She frowned and thought about it, and threw away the breakfast that Fu Xia had just made.

The cat touched it, but she didn't want to touch it.

Han Zhi looked around and automatically followed the camera, thought for a while, took out a noodle from the refrigerator, and made himself a clear noodle soup.

When Fu Xia came back, she saw Han Zhi packing up her things, she couldn't help but leaned over and said, "Wake up, have you had breakfast yet?"

Han Zhi nodded, and said while washing the dishes: "A cat came in just now. It seemed to have eaten breakfast. I didn't know what it ate, so I poured it all out. I left you a portion of noodle soup. You can eat it first." .”

"Oh," Fu Xia thought that it might be Guazi who sneaked over and didn't care, and said to Han Zhi, "What time does the plane leave?"

"It's past eleven o'clock," Han Zhi rubbed her hands and turned to Fu Xia, "Are you so anxious to let me go?"

"No, just ask the time, so as not to be in a hurry."

"Ah."

Fu Xia asked her: "Whoever called you yesterday was so late."

Han Zhibi said lightly, "It's just ordinary friends, and 11 o'clock is so late, the nightlife has just started, kid."

Fu Xia laughed dryly, and cried in her heart like saying that she was an ordinary friend, who would believe it, but she is still recording the show, Fu Xia doesn't want to say anything that attracts attention, she still wants to have a good New Year.

Except for the small episode in the morning, nothing unpleasant happened. The program team quickly sent someone to pick up Han Zhi, put him in the car, and Fu Xia's work was completely over.

People from the program team came to help dismantle the camera, and Zhou Wen also came to watch Fu Xia.

"It went well this time, right?" Zhou Wen asked Fu Xia, carefully watching her expression.

"It's okay, didn't I send the person away well?" Fu Xia threw herself on the bed, stretched her waist and said, "Is the recording of this show over? I don't need to cook anymore, right?"

"The recording is over, but it's better for you to eat some food, don't always order takeaway."

"It takes a lot of time to cook by myself. It takes an hour to cook and 5 minutes to eat. I have to wash the pot and wash the dishes. It takes almost two hours to finish a meal. Why don't I order takeaway when I have time?"

Zhou Wen patted her butt angrily: "Nonsense!"

Fu Xia climbed up with a smile, pulled Zhou Wen and said, "I won't have a job until next year, right?"

"That's not necessarily the case." Zhou Wen nodded Fu Xia's nose and said, "The show will be broadcast in a week, so you should pay attention to it. I'll let the company prepare for the review."

Fu Xia's face suddenly collapsed.

That's right, the show has to be broadcast after it's recorded.

Seeing her slumped face, Zhou Wen couldn't help but ask, "Is there anything wrong?"

Fu Xia immediately gave a thumbs up and said, "Sure!"