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

Chapter 402 Internal Recruitment of a Kissing Partner

It's easy to wait for zero o'clock in the summer, just by watching two episodes together.

The countdown alarm clock set on the phone rang a few times, and Zhong Jiuyin held Yan Cheng's hand and said very formally: "Happy birthday, 30 years old should be more mature and charming."

The words of blessing were weird, but there was no need to pay attention to these small details at this time, Yan Cheng held her hand instead, interlocking his fingers.

"It's a pleasure to have you with me to welcome the new year."

She looked at the hands they held, leaned on his shoulder and asked, "Have you ever thought about what it would be like to be 30?"

"Yes," Yan Cheng rubbed his chin slightly on her forehead, and said softly, "When I was 25, I was very resistant to rounding up my age, but when I was 26, I didn't think it was a big deal, and I might eat a cake given by the crew during filming. , Just entered the third ten-year appointment of my life. But I never thought that I would spend this year with another person, and every year after the age of 30.”

It was strange to say that there was a sense of atmosphere in a romantic drama, she scratched the back of Yan Cheng's hand: "Quickly say thank you."

He actually said, "Thank you."

"If you want to say your name, who do you thank?" She took on the attitude of a domineering female president.

"Thank you..." Yan Cheng's words got stuck in the middle.

To say the name directly seems to be worshiping the Lord Qingtian, but when it comes to the nasty nicknames between lovers, they don't have any, so I really can't talk about it for a while.

Is it necessary to repeat the embarrassment and call her a wild illiterate?Thank you for being illiterate or something, very ironic.

Zhong Jiuyin also thought of this, and put away her domineering manner: "You mean, you can't call Ms. Zhong? You're usually called Teacher Zhong."

Yan Cheng nodded, but slightly lowered his head and said a few different words next to her ear.

"...Shameless, it's just a matter of horoscope." She pushed him away and rubbed her ears as if bitten by a mosquito, wrapped her air conditioner tightly and turned her back to him.

"Like a silkworm." With a smile on his face, Yan Cheng hugged her and lay down.

He turned off the bedside lamp, and the two of them lay still in the dark, as if they were really asleep.

Zhong Jiuyin opened his eyes, and his eyes fell on the dark void without focus.

Behind her was the sound of Yan Cheng's breathing, as well as the slight sound of the air conditioner in the room running. After both calmed down, her heartbeat suddenly rose.

Dong Dong Dong talked about his strong reaction to Yan Cheng's address just now.

He... he has a nice voice, so that kind of address is touching enough.She thought aimlessly, and finally landed on a question she cared more about—maybe, maybe, maybe, is life after marriage worth looking forward to?

...

It's Yan Cheng's birthday again every year. Fans are preheating it a month in advance. The edited and edited character platters are made into a micro movie, which is broadcast on all platforms. By July [-]th, the whole network knows his birthday.

In previous years, the comments were just sending blessings and asking for benefits, and the screen was full of sentences of "Happy Birthday Yan Cheng". In the past two years, I have a girlfriend, so there are a lot of Zhong Jiuyin's names in the comments.

Yan Cheng doesn't often interact with fans online, but every year on his birthday, he would post a video as a way of cutting the cake with fans, and this year is no exception.

During dinner time, he posted a video on Weibo.

After a few seconds of unsteady shaking, a delicate cake appeared in the camera, and someone inserted a few candles and held it up in front of him. He bowed his head and closed his eyes to make a wish. The dim light of the candles cast long shadows on his eyelashes.

After the wish was over, he smiled in the direction of the camera and started cutting the cake.The cream, studded with cherries, went to the first cake, but he didn't eat it, held it out of the camera, and when he brought it back, the cherries were gone.

Visually, it seems to be feeding netizens, but everyone knows who is really feeding.

【Yan Cheng: Can you tell from my straightforward actions?The one serving me the cake is my wife/Showing off in a calm manner.jpg]

[As expected of my sister-in-law's video, it's sweeter than the previous 29 years, tsk tsk tsk]

[I can’t even express my wish, bro, you are happy enough now]

[Vaguely found that the background is very strange, it can't be Zhong Jiuyin's crew, right?you really love]

[It’s great to have a wife, the cakes you order are even more fancy, and you smile like you’re living a married life]

【So do you have any plans to develop further this year?I haven't been gossiping with you two lately, so I'm quite worried. It's been more than a year and a half since CP Chaohua checked in, and this relationship is no longer just a private matter between the two of you]

[Can I hear better news next year? 】

There were enthusiastic comments online, and offline, Yan Cheng's cake had been cut and distributed to people in both teams.

Qian Yu and Sister Xu were also there, and they were determined not to let them eat more, so the two sneaked around, taking advantage of their wrong eyes, Yan Cheng smuggled a spoonful of cream to feed Zhong Jiuyin.

"What wish did you make?" She asked vaguely with a cherry in her mouth.

"All wishes come true," Yan Cheng said while feeding her another spoonful of cake, "The whole family is healthy, and my girlfriend can be responsible to me to the end."

Zhong Jiuyin deliberately said, "I don't have any ambition."

Yan Cheng: "My career is good enough."

"...It hurts." She also scooped up a spoonful of peaches on the cream and fed it to him.

Sister Xu and Qian Yu looked at it, feeding a cake was like kissing in the air, it hurt people's eyes, so they turned to the other side to eat the cake without seeing or worrying.

Zhong Jiuyin ate and said, "Time flies so fast, and it will be my birthday in half a month. Then I may wish my wish to come true."

Yan Cheng: "What do you want to accomplish?"

"Famous for being rich, beautiful, and violent," she dragged her voice, glanced at him, and added lightly, "By the way, find a long-term, stable and legally protected kissing partner."

"Let's recruit internally. Those with experience are preferred, and those who can bear hardships and stand hard work are given priority." Yan Cheng added two conditions by himself.

She wanted to say what the hell the patience terrier was, but before the words came to her lips, the first thing that came out was a giggle.

"Okay, internal recruitment competition to get on the job, if you fail the monthly assessment, you will be dismissed and start over again... Wait a minute, what does it mean to endure hardship and stand hard work? Yan Cheng, there are others here, you just engage in these unhealthy things—"

She put on a shocked expression, looked around and lowered her voice, acting like a thief.

Yan Cheng blocked her mouth with a cake, and he was no stranger to her cosplay of framing her.

"What's unhealthy? Explain it to me."

"You even tried to induce others to spread it!"

"..." He rolled his eyes.

A real myocardial infarction does not need to make a lot of noise, and whispering secretly can also cause this problem.

But fortunately, he had had a heart attack too many times, and he was familiar with it, so he continued to chat without delay.

"What would you like for your birthday?" he asked.

Zhong Jiuyin raised her head to think seriously, and said to him: "I hope God will give me a handsome 1.8-meter-high guy who can talk less and do more. He can go to the living room and go to the kitchen. He can help read scripts and help out in plays. He has a stable temper and no bad habits..."

Sister Xu and Qian Yu listened the whole time, and couldn't help but uttered at this moment: "You might as well just call Yan Cheng's name."

Zhong Jiuyin pretended not to hear it, and after making a wish, she sighed with anticipation: "I really hope it will be my birthday soon—"

(End of this chapter)