After the failure to form a group, the actor confessed to me on the whole network

Chapter 362
Cen Shang, an old friend, is probably not old at all, and the voice from the microphone is very immature, sounding like a child.

However, it may be that the voice in the earpiece is distorted, or the other party is a baby voice, so it sounds relatively small, but it is not small at all...

Xiang Meng thought wildly for a while, and when he heard that the other party said that he was on vacation in Switzerland and would not be back for a while, he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

That kind of strong emotion, similar to not wanting to go to school, made Xiang Meng very guilty. She was afraid that Cen Shang would think her attitude was not correct, so she didn't dare to mention it to him.

After temporarily getting better at acting, Xiang Meng began to concentrate on designing dresses.

The two's engagement banquet was approaching, and Cen Shang thought about asking Xiang Meng for a gift—their engagement dress.

He knew that Xiang Meng had that talent, and he really wanted to wear the clothes she designed to go to the engagement or even the wedding hall, but he couldn't say anything about asking for gifts.

After a long time of mental construction, Cen Shang decided to tell Xiang Meng about it while Xiang Meng was half awake.

His plan was that if Xiang Meng didn't hear clearly at all in a daze, then plan B would be carried out as a matter of course. Anyway, he has worked hard and he will have no regrets.

Unexpectedly, Xiang Meng's brain was so sleepy that it had already shut down, and after hearing Cen Shang's embarrassing tone, he woke up instantly.

Artists who live under the spotlight are often admirable, especially a man like Cen Shang who stands at the top of the pyramid both externally and internally.

He should always stand high and be admired by all people.

But such a man is so cautious when he asks his lover, which makes people feel distressed to death.

That day, Xiang Meng thought of a dream he had a long time ago. In the dream, Cen Shang was forced to the center of the stage by his biological mother, cursing him to die in front of tens of thousands of fans.

She couldn't empathize, she only knew that she couldn't breathe in her dream, and she was so sad that she wanted to die.

And those are all real, she doesn't know how Cen Shang survived those destructive despairs, but not expecting anyone should be a habit formed at that time.

Because I am afraid of being rejected, I don't ask anyone for it.

Xiang Meng was so distressed that she wanted to cry, and then she devoted all her attention to making the dress. She wanted to bring all the good things in the world to give to her man. It was she who brought him out to become the most handsome groom-to-be. first step.

In addition, she also bought a large bag of candy, the bag was as tall as a person, and if she gave one to Cen Shang a day, it would probably be able to send them to the ground for peace...

At lunch time, Cen Shang went to the study and carried Xiang Meng downstairs who was tailoring clothes. Xiang Meng's feet had already healed, but the two of them had a tacit understanding and neither of them mentioned it.

It's as if each of them feels they have taken advantage of each other and don't want to end this convenience that can be taken advantage of.

Today Cen Shang set up an electric cooker to make hot pot.

Xiang Meng liked it to death, and asked happily: "Did something good happen today? Why do you remember to eat hot pot?"

Every moment with you is a moment when something good happens.

Cen Shang thought so in his heart, and it was a bit difficult to speak, but seeing the hopeful light in Xiang Meng's eyes, he couldn't hold it back, and his speech was even and pleasant.

"Every moment with you is a moment when something good happens. Hot pot is just what you like, so it's ready for you to eat. There's no point in celebrating it."

Xiang Meng was completely moved.

For Cen Shang's wishes, and for all the changes he was willing to make for her.

"Before eating hot pot." Xiang Meng pursed her lower lip and continued, "Brother, do you want to kiss me to celebrate that today is also a day when good things happen."

Cen Shang replied with a kiss.

Snow fell outside the window at some point, and the falling snow fluttered against the window, like his dense and gentle kisses.

The corners of Xiang Meng's lips turned higher and higher, and she hugged Cen Shang without letting go. In the end, she sat in Cen Shang's arms and ate the hot pot.

The two of them were so bored that they couldn't bear to wait, so they went to the nest alone to catch up on sleep.

After eating hot pot for nearly two hours, Xiang Meng took the initiative to report the progress of the dress. Cen Shang didn't even look at the date, so he said no delay: "Let's take a nap first."

It feels so good to be pampered, but she doesn't want to be crazy.

Xiang Meng put her arms around Cen Shang's neck and closed her eyes.

Cen Shang smiled, carried her to the bedroom, worried that she would not be able to rest well due to the smell of hot pot, and thoughtfully helped her change into a set of pajamas.

Xiang Meng closed his eyes the whole time and sighed: "I've been turned into a waste by you.

If my brother is not around in the future, what should I do if I don't even know how to eat. "

"Then I will always be with you."

Although he knew it was unrealistic, Xiang Meng was still very happy, turned over in satisfaction, nestled in Censhang's arms and asked, "Then you don't want to work?"

"I can work with you at the same time, without delay."

"Shouldn't it be said at a time like this that work is not as important as you?" Xiang Meng raised her head and cast a glance at Cen Shang, so charming that one just wanted to hold her in her arms and cherish her.

"Work is not as important as you, but if I don't work, I can only make you work hard, and I can't bear it."

"What am I working so hard for?" As if thinking of something, Xiang Meng added: "How much rice can you eat? I can still afford you, and it won't be hard work."

"The company will be under your name in the future. If I don't work hard, what should I do if those jobs are on you..."

"..." Xiang Meng was speechless and gave him a thumbs up, but he still had some worries.

"But will we be laughed at like this?"

"Joke about our love?" Cen Shang pinched Xiang Meng's hair and played with it: "They are idle, what's so funny about it."

Xiang Meng smiled, she didn't talk anymore, closed her eyes, and concentrated on resting.

This sleep lasted until three o'clock in the afternoon, and the window was covered with snow, but there was not much snow on the road.

Xiang Meng built two little snowmen with the little snow on the window sill.

One is Cen Shang and the other is Xiang Meng. They hold hands from knowing each other to finally turning into a puddle of water. There is me in you, and you in me, and they will never be separated.

"What are you thinking, so focused?"

Cen Shang hugged him from behind, and Xiang Meng subconsciously leaned into that warm back.

"I want to design two brooches to match our dresses."

"Okay, is there any special meaning?"

Xiang Meng shook her head, probably because she thought it would be very romantic for the melted snowman to be together. She also wanted to have that kind of relationship with Cen Shang, so she planned to make a rose.

"No, I just got inspiration and thought it would look good."

"Then let go and do it, I will always support you..."

With one sentence, tears filled Xiang Meng's eyes, obviously to comfort Cen Shang, but he didn't expect to be coaxed by himself.

Xiang Meng didn't understand before, but now she understands.

The years are quiet and good, probably so.

(End of this chapter)