Early in the morning, the quilt was particularly warm. Chen Rong stretched and got up to see that the outside of his window was already covered in plain white.

Ju Pang shaking her tail and looking at the scenery by the window, turned to Chen Rong, and meowed, then jumped onto Chen Rong's bed and rubbed her hair on her face.

"You fat man, you are fat again." Chen Rong hugged the ju Pangpang in disgust. Suddenly he thought about when the cat would be brought back? He got out of bed and wore slippers. He smelled the fragrance coming from the kitchen. He couldn't help but have a meal and saw Song Yiran cooking with his back to him.

What a happy day.

Chen Rong put down Ju Pangpang, went to wash up, and after changing his clothes, he sat obediently at the dining table.

Song Yiran brought the food up and looked at Chen Rong's tight clothes, "The temperature today is minus four degrees." She said casually: "I don't know when the snow will stop."

Chen Rong wrinkled his nose, "Let's go out to build a snowman later."

Song Yiran couldn't help but smile. She didn't want to go out for fun so coldly. "Isn't it childish?"

"What, I'm always young." Chen Rong took the chopsticks and rubbed his hands. "It smells so good. It turns out that winter is only suitable for staying at home to grow flesh."

Song Yiran sat down opposite Chen Rong. It was New Year's Eve the day after tomorrow. The house was still deserted and it should be well arranged.

Chen Rong picked up a piece of meat for Song Yiran, "Don't lose weight in winter, let's talk about it in spring." He clicked his chin again: "Today I go to the supermarket to buy vegetables, I'll show you my cooking skills."

If the system is here, it will definitely be angrily criticized by this guy's dark cooking skills.

After dinner, Chen Rong and Song Yiran both wore the same red down jacket they bought together before, but Chen Rong's one was long and Song Yiran's one was short. They were more festive when walking on the road - but one looked like a model, and the other seemed to have just come out of the village.

Chen Rong was very afraid of the cold, so he hugged Song Yiran's arm openly, "This is too cold - darn!" Before she finished speaking, her feet slipped and she almost fell down. Fortunately, she was supported by Song Yiran.

I'm still scared.

"You can also watch the way!" Song Yiran couldn't help but say to her, but she couldn't stop smiling.

Chen Rong sniffed, his cheeks flushed: "That... Even the masters fail, and they operate normally."

Song Yiran stretched out his hand, and the ring on his finger was very conspicuous. Chen Rong was stunned for a moment and covered her hand. Then Song Yiran held Chen Rong's hand and put it in his pocket.

What... Chen Rong complained in his heart, why did he suffer so much?

Song Yiran put on a mask when she arrived at the entrance of the community. Chen Rong drove, and as an old driver, she had to whisper her stable driving skills. There were many people in the supermarket, and Chen Rong was afraid that Song Yiran would get lost, so she followed her with the shopping cart.

"Do you eat celery?" Song Yiran turned to look at Chen Rong who was lazily lying on the shopping cart with a handful of celery. He raised his hand and lifted her hat and covered her head. He smiled and said, "Look at whether you are so lewd or not?"

Chen Rong took off the hat again, "Is this down-to-earth, okay? It's hot and booming." He said again, "I'll eat everything you make."

"Eat chili too?" Song Yiran raised his eyebrows.

Chen Rong broke his power in one second: "I won't eat this..."

Song Yiran walked slowly, selecting ingredients, and buying a lot of vegetables and meat. After all, Chen Rong likes to eat meat, she knows. When she arrived at the candy area, her steps stopped, "What kind of candy do you like to eat?"

"It's as sweet as you." Chen Rong leaned closer and looked at Song Yiran with his eyebrows bent.

“I’m not sweet.”

"Sweet, I've tasted it."

Song Yiran was stunned for a moment. After reacting, he raised his hand and patted Chen Rong's hand, and said in a sarcastic manner: "There is no formality."

Chen Rong didn't care what Song Yiran said about herself. She didn't like shopping very much, but now the only fun she had is to accompany Song Yiran. If she didn't tease her wife, wouldn't it go against her original intention?

Chen Rong approached Song Yiran's side, leaning her cheek against her arm. Her height made her very sad. She pointed to a very beautiful milk candy with a packaging, "I want to eat this."

There were cheerful songs in the supermarket, and everyone looked happy.

After buying a lot of fruits, Chen Rong pushed the cart to queue up to check out, and Song Yiran was waiting for her outside.

Chen Rong came out with two big bags, which was easy. As expected, it was still very useful to insist on exercising. Song Yiran was hanging up the phone. Seeing Chen Rong coming over, she took a bag from her hand and the two of them left the supermarket together.

The wind blew outside the supermarket and Chen Rong unconsciously took a breath of cold air. It was so cold.

"Wait." Song Yiran waved to Chen Rong.

Chen Rong looked over and happened to see a huge promotional poster of his wife hanging there. He was stunned: "There is actually promotional here."

Song Yiran handed Chen Rong the phone, put down the bag in his hand, and said to her: "Take a photo for me and I'll help you promote it."

Chen Rong blinked her eyes, took her cell phone and pressed the photo button to Song Yiran, who was standing in front of the poster. Although she was wearing a mask, she still had an extraordinary temperament.

"alright."

When I got home, it was already past two o'clock in the afternoon. Chen Rong, as a labor force, took the initiative to take on the task of cleaning up the house.

After Song Yiran posted the scarf, she threw away her phone and hung the word "Fu" and a small lamp in the room with Chen Rong. The house, which was very simple and simple, became a prosperous New Year style.

On Weibo.

[Song Yiran: #The counterattack of the wife in the time travel#I met by chance today... Chen Xiaoxun watched the drama together/picture]

[Happy New Year Yiran!]

[Okay, let’s watch the show together, when can I see your show?]

[Miss you/picture]

...

Soon someone grabbed the hot reviews.

Chen Xiao and Chen Ziqi were eating chicken together, and received a call from Zhuzi.

"Ahhhh Xiaoxiao! Song Yiran has tagged you on Weibo!!! I have promoted the drama for you, so I will forward it quickly!!" Zhuzi was very excited. Although she knew that Song Yiran's studio was on Rong Diao Tower, she was an ancient god. To be honest, she was also a fan.

If the artist whom he is responsible for is cue, then rounding is cue.

happy.

Chen Xiao was not so excited, "I know, let's go now." He couldn't help but complain: "Why are you so excited? Isn't it normal for the boss to help promote the studio's drama?"

"Boss lady?" Zhuzi seemed to know something extraordinary.

"Okay, you're really up, I'm hanging up." Chen Xiaoshu hung up the phone and turned on the wheat again. "I'm hiding behind the tree now, go to send a Weibo post, you can watch me."

Chen Xiao logged in to Weibo and went to forward it. He was a little confused about the caption - so how should he express his gratitude and admiration? She touched her chin, and she should have a tone like bamboo? After her epiphany, she typed it word by word.

[Thank you goddess for helping me with the show, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

She racked her brains to think of this sentence, scratched her head, nodded with satisfaction and forwarded it. She looked up and saw that she was already in the viewing perspective on the screen, and couldn't help but say, "Why am I dead?"

"Ha, lick the dog, lick it until the end of the day, nothing was left." Chen Ziqi's tone was chilly.

Chen Xiao: "What are you talking nonsense about, a genius?"

"I'm a chubby chicken? You'll say it again?" Chen Ziqi was angry. She was at least at medium level, and she was better than the best. She couldn't help but say, "Look at what Shang Fangbao's record is, do you say I'm a chubby?"

"You want to compare with him? He is a chubby."

Shang Fangbao: "???"

In the evening, Chen Rong washed a bowl of fruit and watched the drama with Song Yiran. The story was just a wife. The plot was really nonsensical and funny, but every character was too good to look at, so it was still very interesting.

"By the way, my sister said that her new game will be collected for promotional videos, and I haven't written a copy yet." Chen Rong suddenly remembered the serious matter and quickly sent the matter to Yao Yan and asked the studio to discuss whether to participate.

"Your drama was beyond my expectations. I thought you would lose, but I made a profit from the popularity." Song Yiran took a cherry from Chen Rong's bowl and thought to praise Chen Rong, "Your brain... is very strange."

Chen Rong couldn't help but cough a few times: "The market needs it, the market needs it."

The number of views of Xia Tang's wife has soared. The thirty episodes of the series have attracted countless fans after only seven episodes. The director is still contacting overseas broadcasting platforms, and successfully made a way out as a dark horse at the end of the year.

"Do your Shamatt continue to invest in dramas afterwards?" Song Yiran discovered that Chen Rong was completely smashing Chen Xiao. At first she thought...

"I want to invest in a suspense web drama, but it seems that it has been decided there. I asked my brother-in-law if I can let someone from my studio interview." Chen Rong thought of this question and remembered that Yao Yan had asked her to pay attention to the game love story before, and opened Weixin and found the link Yao Yan sent him.

Yao Yan’s favorite book is the book “I, God, Money”. Chen Rong read it and found that the character of this book is indeed very cute.

"I should also shoot an online drama by myself." Chen Rong nodded, and saw Song Yiran looking at him, wondering: "What's wrong?"

"The heroine is Chen Xiao again?"

Chen Rong put down the fruit that reached his mouth and pursed his lips deeply: "Yes, she is now making the storefront of our studio..."

Song Yiran raised his hand and pinched Chen Rong's chin, leaned close to Chen Rong, and pushed her under him, with a bad tone: "What's the relationship between you?"

Chen Rong was trembling.jpg

"Brother, we are brotherly friendship!" Chen Rong met Song Yiran's suspicious eyes and coughed: "I, Chen Rong, only you are in my heart. Chen Xiao is just a wild flower outside. I can't pick it. And she might become my second sister-in-law. Although it's fun but my sister-in-law...but I'm not that kind of person!"

Song Yiran snorted and let go of Chen Rong.

At the same time, Chen Xiao sneeze for no reason, um yes huh? Which dog is saying bad things about her behind her back?
Chapter completed!