Ye Chuguang buried herself in the pile of presents all over the floor, just as she wiped away her tears, there was a knock on the door.

He looked up, Xue Yinghuo was still wearing a black down jacket, carrying two big bags in his hand, "Do you want to make dumplings?"

Ye Chuguang was hoarse, and it took a long time before she could speak, "You, didn't you go home?"

Xue Ying was puzzled: "Which place are you going back to? I went to get stuffed dumplings. Let's watch the New Year's Eve together tonight and watch the Spring Festival Gala with dumplings!"

Ye Chuguang rubbed his eyes, "Ms. Xue..."

"Huh? Don't want to pack?"

"No!" Ye Chuguang looked at him, "You want to spend New Year's Eve with me?"

Xue Yinghuo pretended to think for two seconds, "Well, besides you, there are also those pots of green plants in the study."

"Pfft... are you really not going home?"

"Hi! I'm so old, I'll come back tomorrow." Xue Ying said confusedly, "Young man, why are you still running home during the New Year's Eve." Of course, she lived with her "daughter-in-law".

Xue Yinghuo murmured silently in her heart: "It's still his only son-in-law."

Ye Chuguang still didn't realize it, and didn't move while holding the gifts, Xue Ying looked at him with a funny look, "Ms. Ye, can you help me, it's very heavy."

"Ah!" Ye Chuguang got up in a hurry, still holding a lot of things in his arms and was reluctant to let go. Xue Ying was afraid that he would fall, and reminded him to run slowly.

When it was close, Xue Yinghuo still didn't let him carry it, because Ye Chuguang didn't free his hand at all.

Ye Chuguang made dumplings at Lu Jin's house before, but he didn't expect that Xue Yinghuo's speed was no slower than him.

"I learned it all when I was studying abroad, including cooking." Xue Yingzhuo has a Chinese stomach and is not used to eating Western food all the time. He prefers steaming stir-fried vegetables and stews. At that time, his Western classmates praised him, saying that his cooking skills are better than those in Chinatown. Chinese restaurants are good.

The dumpling fillings are ready-made, and there are several kinds, such as pork, beef, mackerel, fennel, shrimp...the skins are also rolled out, so the two of them made them very quickly.

When Xue Yinghuo asked Ye Chuguang to boil the water, she secretly put a candy and marked the dumpling.

They cooked the dumplings and brought them to the room of the private cinema. Xue Ying wondered, "What are you watching?"

"It's all good!" Ye Chuguang was already bubbling with happiness, and there was nothing in his mind, only Xue Ying's confused voice kept echoing.

He finds it amazing that Xue Yinghuo's attitude towards him at this moment away from work is completely like a friend who has been with him for many years, without any sense of "teacher and apprentice" and "superior and subordinate".

He felt that even if Xue Yinghuo entered the film and television industry, she would be successful. In life, this person has already mastered the state to the point of proficiency, and it is really not just the voice.

He really didn't expect that Xue Yinghuo, who had already played with her voice to the ceiling, was not inferior in other aspects.

"Tomorrow there will be a movie about Xiao Wangmiss, it's the Chinese New Year holiday, do you want to see it?"

"Okay!" Ye Chuguang: "Do you need to book a ticket?"

"You can watch it now."

"what?"

"Of course I can get resources." Xue Ying smiled confusedly: "Not to mention that I'm still the voice director of their crew, as long as it doesn't go out, it's fine."

Ye Chuguang looked at Xue Ying with bright eyes: "Mr. Xue seems to be omnipotent..."

"Yes, then did you fall in love with him?"

Ye Chuguang froze for a moment, her heart beating violently.

Fortunately, Xue Yinghuo picked up a dumpling for him with serving chopsticks, "Try how about it."

The skin and stuffing are both at the level of the state banquet master next door. Whether it tastes good or not has nothing to do with them. Of course, it will not overturn. Ye Chuguang ate a few, and suddenly bit into a soft and sweet thing. He chewed it a few times before realizing it. to, "Is...sugar?"

"Hey, Xiaoye is lucky. There are so many dumplings, so I put a candy in."

"Ah..." Ye Chuguang was a little annoyed, it would be nice if this candy was given to Teacher Xue.

Xue Yinghuo just looked at him and didn't speak. He had seen a lot of handsome guys, but he couldn't get tired of seeing this fair and pretty little face.

The film is very good, and it is said on the Internet that "the production of Wangshi must be a boutique". It is a pretty good martial arts film with fighting scenes.

Xue Ying was puzzled: "The original work of this play has the title of contemporary Jin Yong, and Xiao Wangshi was also injured when filming it, and he has been raising it until now."

Ye Chuguang read the beginning and the end more carefully than the main text, until he found "Voice Guide: Xue Yinghuo", and immediately burst into laughter.

"Looking for me?"

"Yeah!" Ye Chuguang: "Teacher Xue is amazing!"

The two received a lot of New Year's greetings, and the time became long and short until zero o'clock came.

"Xiaoye." Xue Ying looked at him confusedly: "Happy New Year."

They counted down with the Spring Festival Gala, and everything was beautiful like a dream.

For nearly 20 years, Ye Xiaoguang had the most gorgeous dream.

Xue Yinghuo hugged the sleeping man to the bed, and kissed him on the forehead almost reverently: "Good night Xiaoye, sweet dream."

I was imprisoned in your dream and sentenced to life imprisonment.

The author says:

I'm a little busy today, and the second watch depends on the situation, it may not be there.

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