The Little Devil of Mr. Wen is Bewitching the World

   Chapter 304 Xiaojingbao, a picky eater, is educated

   Ying Jing woke up and opened his eyes to see the person sitting beside the bed, and immediately closed his eyes again.

   All I thought about was when did Wen Fucheng come.

   How long she slept.

   Why no one informed her.

  Eyes rolled several times.

   "Since you wake up, get up and drink porridge, it's not cold yet."

   was discovered so quickly! Ying Jing did not continue to pretend.

   "Don't tell me why you came here."

   Hearing the tone, he blamed him for not reporting in advance, the man was peeling a beautiful big orange in his hand.

   "Want to say you're sure you can hear?"

   Whoever has a high fever, some people who come later will be confused.

   Yingjing took a few sips from the warm porridge bowl, his whole stomach warmed a lot, and he leaned against the bed comfortably.

  Waiting for the oranges that Wen Fucheng peeled for her.

  The peeled orange and even the white flocculent covering the orange flesh were cleaned up by the man's beautiful hands.

   Yingjing watched eagerly as he separated the orange and stuffed it into his mouth.

   petal after petal.

  Scenario:…

   Did you forget there was another person on the bed?

   "Second uncle, I want to eat oranges too."

   "No." Wen Fucheng refused her without thinking.

"why?"

   There is such a big fruit basket next to it, there is still after eating. How come she can't eat here.

   "It's not broken, you ate it too."

   "I bought it for you later."

   While talking, Zhang Yang knocked on the door and pushed in, Wen Fucheng directly handed Zhang Yang the fruit basket on the bedside table. "Take it, buy a new one over here."

   Zhang Yang just arrived, and he still doesn't know what happened. But that doesn't prevent him from not knowing the origin of this fruit basket.

   A few hours ago, there was an uneasy confrontation in the Yingjing ward where he was still asleep.

   After Lu Zishu left, Song Zai was still standing at the door.

   Holding a fruit basket in his hand to see the occasion.

  Yingjing didn't wake up, Song made another excuse and slipped away, leaving behind a fruit basket.

  Yingjing didn't know the origin of the fruit basket, so he was taken away by Zhang Yang and replaced with a bigger one when he came back.

   Wen Fucheng didn't stop him this time.

   I didn’t want to eat it for the occasion.

   I slept again in a daze. The temperature dropped almost in the middle of the night, and I covered my body with sweat. I went back to the hotel to take a good shower and climbed into bed.

   By the time Wen Fucheng was done with the work at hand, the person on the bed was already fast asleep.

   Afraid that the sound of going to bed would disturb her, she closed the door and prepared to go to the sofa in the living room for one night.

   At the moment when the door is about to close.

   A confused voice came from inside the house.

   "Husband, aren't you going to bed so late?" Before anyone could respond, there was still a bit of light in the door. The movement on the bed became louder, followed by the sound of slippers stepping on the floor.

   The next second, the fluffy little girl jumped directly into his arms.

   closed his eyes and rubbed for a while.

   dropped his hand on the doorknob, and wrapped the person in his arms, "Come when you turn off the light." The doting voice was particularly seductive in this quiet late night.

   "Nonsense, lie to children. Why did you turn off the lights and go out?"

   The dark light in the bedroom was specially reserved for him.

   suddenly turned pitch black, and she woke up in a daze.

   took people into the house and took them to bed. Ying Jing pressed his whole body against his warm chest.

   fell asleep quickly under his coaxing.

   The two of them slept well that night, knowing that she had a fever and the director put them on two days off for the occasion. You don't have to go to the studio early, she has passed one point after another.

  Wen Fucheng accompanied her, and they didn't wake up until ten o'clock.

   The two were facing each other, with one hand resting on the pillow for the occasion.

   The other hand stroked the man's eyebrows.

   went all the way down to the corner of his lips and stopped.

  Yingjing was held by him when he was about to retract it, and he stuck it to the side of his face without moving a single point.

   "What's wrong?" Just woke up, his voice was a little softer than in the daytime, and he looked at him with a smile.

   "Are you hungry?" He ran a kiss on Ying Jing's forehead, hugging her and sitting up together.

   The woman's weak and boneless hands were hooked on the man's neck, and she was carried out of the bedroom by him in front of her.

  The sofa is large enough, Yingjing wears the blanket brought by Wen Fucheng on his body, watching him busy in the kitchen, he feels extraordinarily happy and sweet.

   When booking a hotel, it is not just for this moment that you pay to upgrade to a suite at your own expense.

   I didn't expect it to come so quickly.

   There is no hard work in different places as imagined.

   There is no such thing as he will be busy and she will be busy too. Two people do not have more time to accompany each other's sense of loss.

  …

  The pot was steaming hot, and the peeled prawns were almost cooked.

  The breakfast machine also jumped the lights.

   Clipped into the bowl while it was still hot, when a small hand went around the man's waist and squeezed away the cheese slices in the bowl.

  Tear off a small piece and put it in your mouth.

   "Delicious, with a bit of a crispy taste."

   Pat the little greedy cat on the head. "Bring out the shrimp too."

  Boiled shrimp, no taste, I didn't like it at the occasion, and pushed the plate far away.

  Wen Fucheng came out of the kitchen and saw it, and then went back and poured a small saucer of soy sauce.

   "Eat it with this dip, don't be picky eaters."

   didn't even have the opportunity to refute the situation.

  The two had breakfast. People came and went in the film and television city, and Wen Fucheng stayed in the hotel room.

   I thought that the two of them would be able to stay warm when they came back in the evening.

   Who knew that after the play, she rushed back to the hotel and left her with only a note.

   The company had to rush back to the company, so she left a note for fear of delaying her filming.

   There are also several thermal insulation boxes on the table, which are all her favorite dishes when they are opened.

   This person is really, and she has to be touched before she leaves.

   The studio that night updated a picture.

   is the three dishes and one soup on the dinner table.

   Fans thought it was a Weibo posted by a staff member, but they did not know that the Weibo that night was posted by the occasion.

   Ziyue and the others have long been used to Ying Xiaojing showing their affection.

   With a bun in his hand, he watched Ying Jing eat the food made by the boss alone.

  Envy, jealousy, hate.

  When he was in good health, he joined the crew to shoot. Song Zai was probably out of guilt and nothing happened.

   The role as the second female lead officially ended today.

  The crew also specially arranged a finalizing banquet for her. She originally planned to catch a plane back to the imperial capital that night and stayed there for another day.

   The banquet was finished, and the whole crew was there.

   Yan Wei and Ziyue were at another table.

   He sat at the main table and was poured several glasses of beer.

  People are not drunk, just a little dizzy.

  Song brought another glass of wine and came to her.

"I'm sorry to say sorry to you before, and thank you for taking care of you during this time." Song Zai can feel that his acting skills in the situation are very good, so good that he sometimes makes him feel weak. illusion.

  Song Zai's acting skills are not too bad if they can't reach the top status among the popular actors.

   is now suppressed everywhere.

   It is a lie to say that you are not frustrated.

   But after getting along for this period of time, Song Zai can clearly feel the help of the scene when filming.

   After a period of time, Song Zai's acting skills have improved significantly, and even the director has praised him several times.

   (end of this chapter)