The weather this summer is very good, most of the time? Blue sky and white clouds, fresh air.
When the lakeside breeze blows slowly, it brings a damp and cool breath.
This is the first time for Jianxia to enjoy the unique peace and comfort of Guihu Garden in this season.
Watching the car that saw Fu Hanyun go around the lake? Half a circle later, it turned onto the small road in front of it, and finally disappeared. Jian Xia sat down under the rose flower stand with Mo Mo in his arms, and couldn't help but bend over and rub Xiao Bai's head .
This year's rose trellis seems to be growing very well. The flowers of various colors are crowded and blooming in full bloom, and the unopened buds are even more cumbersome, giving people a feeling that they can bloom forever.
Jian Xia always thinks, if there is a camera looking down from above, this neat and beautiful rose flower stand managed by Uncle Qi may look like a beautiful wreath.
And he and Fu Hanyun often drink tea and chat under the garlands, discuss scripts, or do nothing, just lie on each other's knees for a while, and have a sweet dream with the fragrance of flowers .
"Aww." Probably masturbating hard? Little Baibai bit his bone and took the tip of his nose to rub against Jian Xia's calf, and Jian Xia giggled loudly.
The cell phone rang on the bamboo recliner next to it? Get up, it's? Zhu Qian's call.
"Xia Xia," as soon as the call was connected, Zhu Qian couldn't wait to ask, "How? How is the endorsement selected?"
After the sorcerer, there were so many endorsements from Jian Xia that it filled Zhu Qian's mailbox.
It's just that at that time Jian Xia didn't consider accepting new endorsements, so Zhu Qian declined them one by one.
But now it has been so long, and there are several very good endorsement invitations waiting to be answered, both Zhu Qian and Sun Peipei feel that it is time for Jian Xia to add a new endorsement.
"Car." Jian Xia said.
This is the result of his discussion with Fu Hanyun.
Compared with other endorsements, besides the filming of promotional videos, the car endorsement activities are relatively less and more concentrated.
"Then? Good." Zhu Qian said hurriedly, "I'll go and reply to the brand."
He asked again, "What about the script, how did you choose it? How is it?"
This time Fu Hanyun didn't give him the script of Summer Entertainment, but asked him to try to choose one from the large number of scripts he had received before.
"Still choosing." Jian Xia said while rubbing her furry little head.
"Hurry up? Yeah." Zhu Qian said earnestly, "We only have one in stock, if we can settle it sooner? Make it as soon as possible, everyone can feel at ease."
"Got it." Jian Xia smiled, "However, you should be more cautious when choosing a notebook, as it is easy to make mistakes if you are too hasty."
Jian Xia acted safely, although she was in a hurry, Zhu Qian still gave in and said, "All right."
After hanging up the phone, Jian Xia didn't look at the tall stack of scripts on the table, but after a moment of contemplation, she carried Mo Mo into the kitchen.
Recently, apart from being used to paying attention to the weather in the morning, noon and evening, Jian Xia secretly learned a few dishes online.
After a period of experimentation, it has been quite successful, and he really wants to make it for Fu Hanyun today.
"Master Jane." Aunt Wu had just packed up the kitchen and was about to go out. Seeing him come in was no surprise. "All the ingredients you want are ready?"
"Thank you." Jian Xia smiled and nodded.
"How about I help you?" Aunt Wu said, subconsciously glanced at Jian Xia's left index finger with the Band-Aid on it.
Noticing her gaze, Jian Xia couldn't help but smile? Smile.
In fact, it was just a very small cut, maybe it was accidentally scratched when I was handling raw shrimp last time, and he didn't notice it at all.
I don't know what happened to Fu Hanyun's eyes? So sharp, I just grabbed his hand and saw it, so I just posted it on him.
"No need." He handed Mo Mo in his arms to Aunt Wu's arms, "I'll do it myself? That's fine."
The kitchen at home is very big and equipped with an air conditioner, so it doesn't get too hot when cooking.
Jian Xia put on her apron, picked up the scissors, and started to process the ingredients.
Trim the prawns, remove the prawn threads, marinate the processed prawns in a specially prepared sauce for later use, and then take out the half-cooked chicken from the rice cooker, and patiently disassemble the chicken into shreds...
At half past ten, Jian Xia got into the car carrying a thermos bucket, which contained four dishes and one soup.
Steamed fish in soy sauce, garlic prawns, stir-fried lettuce, stewed pork ribs with carrots and yams, plus two servings of white rice and Fu Hanyun's favorite chicken soup.
When each dish was cooked, Jian Xia carefully tasted it to make sure that it would not happen like that in the TV series, which was obviously unpalatable and embarrassing to talk about.
The car drove to the underground parking lot of Fu's Building. Jian Xia put on her hat and mask and got out of the car, and boarded Fu Hanyun's exclusive elevator.
After the old man retired, only Fu Hanyun and his secretarial team were left on the floor of the CEO's office, with excellent confidentiality.
Moreover, with his appearance, there is a high probability that he will not? Someone will recognize him.
In fact, this is the second time that Jian Xia has come to Fu Hanyun's "Fu's" office?.
The first time was? A week ago, the weather forecast said that strong convective weather might? Trigger thunderstorms.
To prevent problems before they happen, Jian Xia came to the company with Fu Hanyun after having breakfast that day.
Fu Hanyun was very busy that day, so Jian Xia sat by the window and read a book, but she was restless all the time, and from time to time she raised her eyes to look at the sky outside.
When the lead cloud outside rolled up with thunder and lightning, thinking about the torment Fu Hanyun suffered because of this kind of weather last year, his heart tightened instantly.
It's just that on that day, except that his face was a little paler than usual, Fu Hanyun's performance was not different from usual.
He even stood in front of the window holding his hand tightly, watching the thunderstorm outside the window and telling him the few things in his memory about his parents.
Like a trickling, warm trickle, is it? Fu Hanyun studied it all the time from childhood to adulthood, and finally preserved precious memories.
It was a thunderstorm that day. Although it came fiercely, it dissipated quickly.
When the sun peeked out from the clouds that were moving away quickly, Fu Hanyun's palms were covered with a thin layer of sweat, but the smile on the corners of his lips was very natural.
"Do you know?" He shook Jian Xia's hand, gently rubbing his soft fingertips, the corners of his lips slightly raised, "The last time I went to the cemetery, I told my parents that I am actually Don't you think thunder and rain are so scary? Do you know why?"
Jian Xia looked up at him, and shook her head ignorantly.
Fu Hanyun just "smiled", raised his hand to put the broken hair around his ear back into the cage, and looked into his soft amber eyes.
"Because," he said slowly, "because I have more and more memories about you in my mind, no matter how bad the weather outside is, I close my eyes and see you all in front of me."
"Because you're with me," he said.
With a ding, the elevator arrived at the station, and the elevator door slowly opened.
Jian Xia pursed her lips, but the eyes exposed outside the mask still couldn't help but bend up.
He walked out holding the thermos bucket, turned from the elevator into the bright corridor, walked outside Tanger's office under the slightly curious eyes of others, and knocked? Knocked? The transparent glass door.
Facing Jian Xia's smiling eyes, Tang Ge unconsciously paused when he was arranging the files.
"Jane..." He swallowed the salutation on his lips, got up and walked quickly? Come here, Xiao? said in a low voice, "Does Boss Fu know that you are coming?"
Jian Xia smiled and shook her head: "I want to surprise him."
Then asked, "Is it convenient now?"
Tang Ge: "..."
Well, it's time again? Time to eat the leader's dog food?.
"Convenience." He said immediately, "I'll take you there??"
"Thank you." Jian Xia nodded.
Fu Hanyun's office is just across from Tang Ge's office, but only a few steps away.
Jian Xia followed Tang Ge with her thermos in her arms, and saw that Tang Ge raised his hand and knocked on Fu Hanyun's office door.
"Please come in." A deep and magnetic voice came, and Jian Xia's eyes became more curved unconsciously.
Tang Ge pushed open the door: "Boss Fu..."
Fu Hanyun raised his eyes, glanced here calmly and indifferently, and subconsciously turned the signature pen in his hand.
Caught off guard, Jian Xia's head poked out from behind Tang Ge, and the pen in Fu Hanyun's hand fell to the ground with a bang.
Watching his leader's dark and indifferent eyes suddenly become bright and bright, almost filled with a smile of joy in an instant.
Tang Ge: "..."
Tang Ge retreated silently? went out?.
"Fu Hanyun." Jian Xia jumped out of the door with the thermos bucket? Once, jumped into Fu Hanyun's office, jumped again, and plunged into the arms of Fu Hanyun, who came over quickly.
"Why? You came here suddenly?" Fu Hanyun smiled and wrapped his arms around his waist, and lifted him off the ground, almost hugging him in circles.
Jian Xia giggled and reminded him: "The door hasn't been closed yet."
Tang Ge: "..."
Blame me?
Tang Ge stopped at the door of his office, hesitating for a while whether to go back? Then he helped the leader close the door.
But he didn't hesitate for too long, because the door of that room was quickly pushed shut by the people inside.
"Tang Zhu," a young man who came out of the secretary's room saw Tang Ge and called out, "Has the plan for the German case been sent to Mr. Fu? Is there any feedback?"
Through the glass wall, Tange glanced at the mountains of documents on his desk.
"Afternoon," he said.
"No? Is it urgent?" The young secretary asked puzzled.
Tang Ge coughed lightly: "Is there no rush now?"
"Fu Hanyun." Jian Xia happily sat on the sofa by the window, raised the thermos bucket in her arms, "Is it okay for me to catch up with time?"
"Come to deliver lunch for me?" Fu Hanyun came over with the corners of her lips curled up, bent slightly, and leaned towards him with one hand on the armrest of the sofa behind Jian Xia.
Originally, she wanted to kiss Jian Xia's smooth forehead, but Jian Xia smiled and raised her face, and kissed him naturally.
He held the thermos in his arms and turned around, some? He smiled embarrassingly? Smile: "I made it myself."
He added, "It's quite delicious."
Fu Hanyun was stunned for a moment, and reached out to shake it. He held the hand of the thermos, and picked up the huge thermos.
Jian Xia has said before that she can cook very simple meals.
For example, the next noodles, or? Make fried rice with eggs or something?
"Noodles?" Fu Hanyun asked, with a strong smile in his eyes.
"Hmm." Jian Xia wrinkled her nose, said deliberately, "Maybe it's all lumpy?"
He leaned towards Fu Hanyun again, raised his face and asked, "Fu Hanyun, would you? Wouldn't you hate it?"
"No?" Fu Hanyun smiled and put the thermos bucket on the long table in front of him, lowered his eyes to unscrew the lid, "I will? After eating, there is nothing left."
Jian Xia pursed her lips and smiled, staring at Fu Hanyun's movements without blinking.
After unscrewing the lid of the bucket, Fu Hanyun laughed first and got up, "Isn't it noodles? What? You brought...?"
I couldn't say the word rice, because the top layer of rice was removed, and the steamed fish sauce with soy sauce came out.
Fu Hanyun's movements paused, his thick eyelashes trembled slightly, thinking of the wound on Jian Xia's hand.
That person clearly said that he accidentally scratched it when he was origami.
Obviously it's such a well-behaved little boy, but he just wants to lie to him.
But the strange thing is that he wasn't angry or sad, instead there was only a full, tender and delicate touch left in his heart.
He didn't speak, and carefully took out the dishes one by one.
The aroma of the food wafted around the office, Jian Xia was looking at Fu Hanyun expectantly, but at this moment she also stood up.
"So? Touched." He said, reaching out and hugging his waist tightly from behind.
He originally wanted to say that he could cook for him many, many times, and it didn't matter for a lifetime, but he thought about it? Did he think about it? He didn't say it.
"Do you know?" Jian Xia leaned on Fu Hanyun's broad back and said with a smile, "Zhu Qian urged me to choose a script again? That's why I learned a few dishes to bribe your boss." ? Let me tell you..."
"Brother," he said coquettishly, "Go home and help me choose the notebooks. How can I be as good as you? Are you amazing? If I choose by myself, I will definitely miss the best notebooks."