After being on variety shows, I will draw big cakes for the actor

Chapter 315 Breakfast Home Service
At eight o'clock in the morning, Zhong Jiuyin woke up. She didn't want to make breakfast, so she poured herself a cup of coffee first.

She has been paying attention to maintaining her body recently, and sleeps for a long time. She thinks that there will be no problems with her mind. She still wants to celebrate the new year smoothly and then join the film crew.

There is no schedule today, but she and Yan Cheng made an appointment to go to the crew to audition.

Speaking of this "appointment", she was still a little uncomfortable.

When people make a decision after repeated thinking, they don’t want to be questioned and persuaded. Even if what others say makes sense and they are a little moved, they still have to stick to their point of view to the end.

She thought so too, but——

The temptation Yan Cheng gave was too great, and it was very targeted.

However, she is not really the kind of person who comes up with a high-pitched air and doesn't accept any benefits.

After agreeing, I was somewhat embarrassed.

Zhong Jiuyin stood by the window drinking coffee, sighing silently.

The phone on the sofa ding-dong, it was Yan Cheng who sent a message to ask her if she was awake.

Ask why they got up or not, and what is their relationship.

Just because he felt uncomfortable about his affairs, he bumped into him, and Zhong Jiuyin replied indifferently.

[Just arrive at the place at ten o'clock, don't ask other questions]

It looks like a joint of criminal organizations, without any emotion.

But Yan Cheng sent another message: [Looks like I'm awake, can I open the door?I brought breakfast. 】

Then there was a polite knock on the door.

While drinking her coffee, she choked and coughed after reading this sentence. The coffee in the cup splashed all over her mouth and dripped down her chin onto the white sweater.

"..." It's really sad.

She went to open the door with raised eyebrows, her attitude was cold: "Who told you to come? Didn't you tell me to go by myself?"

Yan Cheng picked up the breakfast in his hand: "I happened to pass by here in the past, and I wanted to buy breakfast for you to eat somewhere, but I was worried that the oatmeal inside would get cold soon, so I brought it up first, just as you just woke up. Why are your clothes dirty?"

"Because you knocked on the door." She was still expressing that he shouldn't have come.

But Yan Cheng said calmly: "Then you go and change your clothes, just as I'm peeling the eggs."

After speaking, he walked sideways from her side naturally.

Zhong Jiuyin was still holding the doorknob, looking at his natural look, his eyebrows were raised high.

What do you mean?
The breakfast was laid out by Yan Cheng, Zhong Jiuyin closed the door, looked at him with folded arms, and asked abruptly, "Where's the key? Keep it this time."

Without raising his head, Yan Cheng said, "I didn't bring it today, so I'll bring it to you next time."

...So normal, the level of vigilance in her heart was inexplicably raised.

But the coffee on her chest was about to seep into it, so she went back to the bedroom to change, and put on the coat by the way.

For the convenience of running today, she prepared a black jacket with a thick inner liner and a loose fit. The hood at the neckline was pulled down to make her face look smaller.

Yan Cheng was stunned when he went out, and asked with a frown, "Why did you lose weight again? Is Qian Yu trying to make you lose weight?"

Zhong Jiuyin sat on the sofa and said, "Because my life has been disturbed, I can't sleep or eat at night."

Yan Cheng: "..."

Order him.Her face was very rosy, and she was in a state of full sleep, and she couldn't sleep at night.

What keeps him up at night is that he's pretty much the same.

But this kind of relationship has been very good on a daily basis.

Yan Cheng put breakfast in front of her, besides a cup of oatmeal, two soup dumplings, and a hard-boiled egg that had already been peeled.

The disposable chopsticks were also broken apart and rubbed, and there was no burr on them.

She took a sip of the porridge first, stirred it up, and without looking up, said casually: "You make me feel like my decision is a joke."

"Just treat it as me chasing someone, and the process was wrong when we were together, so I make it up now." Yan Cheng also replied calmly.

Then put a few cleaned tomatoes on top of her porridge, and said in a low voice: "I won't do anything more extreme, but I hope you don't draw a hard line for yourself and force yourself to stick to that line." line, I think it is unacceptable to do anything outside the line.”

"I don't ask for anything else, I just ask you to make decisions based on your current mood and thoughts, whether you want to accept breakfast, whether you want to go out with me, whether you want to accept a word or two of my concern... Different times vary All the decisions you make in that situation add up to the line you want to draw for yourself.”

Zhong Jiuyin stopped stirring the porridge and looked into his eyes: "Sophistry."

The way of chasing people has changed, two days ago he was still chattering, and then he was even miserable, and he seemed to be on the verge of falling down if he said a serious word.Today, it's like wearing armor, calm and relaxed.

Sure enough, he is the actor, and his acting skills are good.

Yan Cheng smiled and did not speak.

She bowed her head and drank the porridge again, not looking at him.Yan Cheng didn't bother her either, there was no noise from eating, and the living room was quiet.

Halfway through drinking, Yan Cheng suddenly said, "Is it delicious? I cooked it."

"Puff, cough, cough, cough!" She choked again, and hurriedly put down the porridge and stretched her neck to cough aside, so as not to stain her clothes again.

Yan Cheng saw that she reacted so violently, so he hurriedly sat over and patted her on the back, and gave her a paper: "Are you okay?"

"What do you think?" After speaking, he coughed again, his face flushed from coughing.

Yan Cheng kept patting his back and handing over paper and water, apologizing in her ear.

When Zhong Jiuyin stopped coughing, she found that the two were close together, and Yan Cheng was almost half hugging her.

She looked at him sideways, her eyes flicked up and down, and motioned him to see what he was doing.

"I'm sorry." Yan Cheng immediately withdrew his hand and sat back across from him, with a calm expression the whole time.

Zhong Jiuyin squinted at him, feeling a little familiar with his seemingly normal behavior.

"It's okay if you don't want to drink the porridge I cooked. This cup of beef porridge is bought outside, do you want to drink it?" He pushed the porridge he hadn't touched, and then put the half-drunk oatmeal porridge in front of him, Pretend to drink.

His movements and tone were normal, but his face made people feel that he was pretending to be calm, but in fact he was already so sad that he could hardly control his fingers trembling.

Zhong Jiuyin didn't want two cups of porridge, he had had enough anyway.

"Drink more, don't get hungry and faint due to low blood sugar..."

After the words fell, both of them paused, remembering the initial cause of everything.

It was because he fainted on the side of the road due to hypoglycemia and was rescued by her, and so many unlucky things happened later, which caused them to break up helplessly.

In their current relationship, neither of them wants to mention that matter again.

Zhong Jiuyin lowered his head to eat the soup buns, while Yan Cheng also ate the porridge in silence.

After a while, Yan Cheng said: "I always carry sugar with me now, so I won't faint from hypoglycemia like that again."

"Oh." She responded casually, but there was no other response.

After breakfast, they are ready to go out.

Seeing that she was about to leave with a bag on one shoulder, Yan Cheng called her to stop: "It's cold outside, please wear more."

Zhong Jiuyin glanced at him: "My body is not as weak as yours."

Yan Cheng: "Not necessarily. You should start keeping warm before your menstrual period, right?"

It is touching that such a beautiful man cares about her keeping warm in a soft voice.

But it doesn't feel "sound".

"It doesn't matter what, if I say weak without you, I'm weak without you."

(End of this chapter)