The wind lives in this life policy

Ye Xiaofeng slept until six o'clock in the morning. Although it wasn't very long, it was a deep sleep with super good quality. When he woke up, he felt refreshed and relaxed.

He stretched and got out of the car.

At this moment, the sun has just shone, and the cold morning light sprinkles slightly on the sky and the earth, falling into the eyes, as if a layer of gold has fallen on the whiteness.

Ye Xiaofeng let out a sigh of relief, rubbed his face vigorously, and rubbed away the last bit of drowsiness.

He looked up, and not far away, there was a person standing with his hands behind his back, looking into the distance, motionless.

"Feng Ce!" he shouted.

The man turned his head when he heard the sound, showing his face slightly in the ice and snow, "You're awake."

"Why did you get up so early?" Ye Xiaofeng trotted over, "Or did you not sleep at all?"

Feng Ce didn't answer, just looked at him quietly for a moment, and then said, "I'm waiting for you."

"Wait for me?" Ye Xiaofeng was surprised, recalling the bad conversation between the two of them before, feeling a little embarrassed, "Well, I didn't speak very well in the fitting room before, don't mind me, I'm probably too tired, so... "But the words were just ordinary, Feng Ce interrupted softly.

"Ye Xiaofeng."

"what?"

"I think..." Seeing Feng Ce, Ye Xiaofeng blushed a little, wondering if he had slept too much and was blind, "I'll give you something."

"Send me something?" Ye Xiaofeng was extremely surprised, a little frightened, "You, why are you so polite all of a sudden?"

Feng Ce only looked down at him, and asked tentatively, "Are you willing to accept it?"

"Yes!" Ye Xiaofeng thought for a while, "But let's say it first, I don't accept things that are too expensive, and I don't need to..."

precious?

Feng Ce frowned and pondered, wondering if something that represented all his feelings could be called precious...

"No," he said after a second thought, "it's not expensive."

"That's fine, bring it..." Ye Xiaofeng stretched out his right hand and smiled, "I still like the gift very much, thank you!"

Feng Ce: "..."

He felt like something was wrong...

Feng Ce took a deep breath, feeling a little nervous for the first time, and gently put the thing he had been holding into Ye Xiaofeng's palm.

"Huh?" Ye Xiaofeng took it over and looked at it, the corners of his mouth twitched, "Is this it?"

"Yes." Feng Ce looked at him carefully, his scrutinizing eyes firmly covering every inch of Ye Xiaofeng, not letting go of any subtleties.

Ye Xiaofeng was speechless to the extreme, staring at the things in his hand for a long time before returning to the fable.

Well... since it was sent by Feng Ce, no matter what it is, he thinks it is very good, although this is really a bit...

"Do you like it?" Feng Ce's voice was very low. If Ye Xiaofeng listened carefully, he would find that the voice was so low that it was almost dull. Unfortunately, Ye Xiaofeng didn't pay attention at all.

Uh... I can't say whether I like it or not, right?

"It's okay..." He held the small thing and put it far away, facing the oncoming sunlight, it looked as red as blood under the golden light, and he couldn't help sighing, "But it's quite beautiful!"

Feng Ce: "..." I just think it looks a little nice?He couldn't help asking, "Do you know what this means?"

"Ah?" Ye Xiaofeng was stunned, and suddenly said, "I know, of course I know!"

Feng Ce: "...Then what do you think?"

"What do you think? Not at all, I think it's pretty, I like it, thank you!" Ye Xiaofeng put it away in his pants pocket, and patted it for Feng Ce to see, "I see, Just wait!"

Feng Ce: "..."

What are you waiting for?What did he know?Does he really understand?

Feng Ce began to wonder if he had done something wrong... Did he overestimate Ye Xiaofeng's brain a little too much?

"Then I'll go first, don't worry, I understand, I'll get it for you in a while!" Said and ran away quickly, Feng Ce didn't even catch a sleeve.

Feng Ce looked at Ye Xiaofeng's back: "..."

He really wanted to ask this person, what do you know?What are you going to do again?He waited here full of satisfaction just to send out all his true feelings, but he didn't expect the other party's reaction to be completely out of the ordinary... Feng Ce stood still for the first time and didn't know how to advance or retreat. He couldn't tell whether he should take a step forward to drag this person down Come back and ask carefully, or simply stand here and wait for that person to figure it out...

And wait for Ye Xiaofeng to figure it out... Feng Ce's heart suddenly turned cold, and he felt that the future was bleak and far away.

He couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

He didn't know what he was sighing about, maybe he just watched his feet sink in the mud, but step by step, he was so willing.

In Ye Xiaofeng's outlook on life, as an assistant and a qualified assistant, he should share all the worries of the boss. Now that the wind strategy has been proposed, he must have done his best to satisfy him.

Because of what happened yesterday, Fang Jinran asked everyone to recuperate for a long time before the show started in the afternoon, so he had almost nothing to do in the whole morning. Ye Xiaofeng simply drove out of the film and television city and went for a drive in downtown Hengdian, and then bought the wind. policy wants.

In fact, it’s not difficult to make. When he was a child, he liked to eat... Ye Xiaofeng slandered helplessly, thinking, he, a big man, can just say what he wants to eat. It's like shooting a detective film, but fortunately Ye Xiaofeng has a good brain, and after going around such a big circle, he suddenly understood the deep meaning.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that he might be a hidden genius, and he was in such a good mood that he drove into a small shop like a tornado with a bag of things, asked the owner to pick up a pot, and stayed there for more than an hour.

After more than an hour, Ye Xiaofeng left the shop contentedly with a pot of hot food in his hand, and before leaving, he didn't forget to bring some back home early.

Fifteen minutes later, a man stood in front of Feng Ce, who was silently meditating on the set, holding a pot in his hand.

"Come on, my master Feng Ce! It's time to witness a miracle!!"

Feng Ce: "..."

His chest is tight.

"What is the moment to witness a miracle?" Alian walked over yawning, followed by Tang Wei and Amy.

No matter how tired they are, they will meet for breakfast at eight o'clock in the morning. It is necessary to develop a good biological clock habit.

"Come, come, everyone has a share. I went to the small shop outside to cook for Feng Ce. Feng Ce said he wanted to eat this!"

Feng Ce closed his eyes in pain, when did he say he wanted to eat this...

A few people leaned over to watch, Ye Xiaofeng lifted the lid of the pot, and the red, soft and sticky porridge rushed towards them with a fragrant mist, the eyes of the few who hadn't eaten all night all lit up, and the gluttons in their stomachs began to clamor stand up.

Only Tang Wei felt strange, and then looked at Feng Ce's face again. After thinking about it for a while, she immediately figured out the cause and effect.

But when she figured out the cause and effect, she immediately leaned forward and backward with laughter, and couldn't stop, Amy and the others were taken aback. They had never seen Tang Wei, who was always calm and restrained, laugh like this.

"Sister Weiwei, what's wrong with you?" Amy was very surprised.

Ye Xiaofeng also asked, "What's so funny?"

"Ye Xiaofeng... Ye Xiaofeng, you..." Tang Wei laughed so hard that she had never encountered such a funny thing in her life. She couldn't speak while pointing at Ye Xiaofeng. She shook her head, wiped her tears and coughed.

A Lian was at a loss, he was starving to death, and had no time to care about it, so he took a disposable bowl and spoon, and filled a big bowl for himself.

Sure enough, it melted in the mouth, it was sweet and warm to the stomach. Seeing that Tang Wei didn't want to stop for a while, Amy simply ignored it, and the two foodies devoured a pot of delicious food.

"Come on!" Ye Xiaofeng filled a bowl for Feng Ce and handed it to him, "Don't you just want to eat this? Don't worry, I'm pretty good at cooking, and I specially put rice cakes in it! Eat and see..."

Feng Ce glanced at the thing in his hand, and then at the innocent face that made people feel angry, his heart was so entangled that he couldn't get any more, he took a long time to hold back his breath, and took the bowl in a daze.

Then, under Ye Xiaofeng's piercing gaze, he bit the bullet and took a bite.

"How is it? Is it delicious?" Ye Xiaofeng asked confidently.

Feng Ce: "..."

"Unappetizing?"

With Zhang Jun's stern face, Feng Ce answered two words abruptly: "It's delicious..."

"That's good!" Satisfied, he sat down beside Feng Ce, poured a bowl for himself, and couldn't help feeling, "Actually, it's really comfortable to eat this in winter, Master Feng Ce, I didn't expect You are also a person who knows how to enjoy life! I really can’t see it!”

Uncle Feng Ce: "..."

Tang Wei finally stopped laughing, and when she heard such a magical sentence, she couldn't help laughing again, this time she really laughed.

"Ye, Ye Xiaofeng, do you know? Hahaha, I found out for the first time that you look like a cow..."

"Huh?" Ye Xiaofeng didn't know what he was talking about, and touched his face in a daze, "Do I look like a cow?"

Alian Amy was also at a loss, only Feng Ce instantly understood what she meant, he shook his head helplessly, with a bitter smile on his lips.

"That's right, then Feng Ce is playing the piano next to you... Hahahaha..."

"Ah?" Ye Xiaofeng still didn't understand, and the other two idiots didn't understand even more.

Tang Wei laughed uncontrollably, and it took her a long time to utter a sentence, "Because I played the piano to the cow hahahaha..."

Ye Xiaofeng: "..."

Amy: "..."

Allen: "..."

Feng Ce: "..."

Seeing Feng Ce sitting sullenly, with helplessness and sorrow written all over his face, finally, Tang Wei, who had had enough laughing, showed her kindness, walked to Feng Ce's side, and patted him on the shoulder to express her comfort.

"You give him a red bean, and he returns you a pot of red bean porridge..." She kept her voice to a minimum, only Feng Ce could hear it, "Actually, thinking about it this way, you're still quite profitable, aren't you?"

Feng Ce stared blankly at the red bean and rice cake porridge in his hand, and after a while, let out a foul breath.

"Hey, hey, just tell me if you don't like it! What are you whispering! I cooked red bean porridge for you with good intentions, but I laughed at me as a cow! Playing the piano to a cow is too much!"

Ye Xiaofeng yelled unhappily, and was going to serve Feng Ce's bowl, "If you don't like it, give it to me, I like sweet ones best..." But Feng Ce grabbed his wrist.

"Do not."

Feng Ce used strength in his hand, and then took Ye Xiaofeng's hand, and Feng Ce spooned a mouthful of porridge into his mouth.

It is indeed sweet and fragrant in the mouth, and in an instant, all the sorrows of love are softened.

"I love so much."

he said almost silently.