Chapter 573 His world
Really unable to resist An Chen, Ji Xuan had no choice but to call the director back, and then gave an affirmative answer.
The director was very happy, and he couldn't wait to send the shooting plan and timetable, and he planned to sign the contract directly when they met.
This day really experienced a lot of things, before I knew it, it was getting dark, Ji Xuan and Ji Feng, two people who can cook, had already entered the kitchen.
An Chen was playing games with Lin Han, and the soon-to-be teammate Victor, while Fu Yanxing was handling the work beside him.
The remaining few people originally wanted to fight, but these people could start arguing in minutes, it was too noisy, so they were all kicked out by Ji Xuan, and now they are watching a movie together in the living room.
The sun is about to set, and the dust rises under the setting sun, creating a soft and blurred halo. The setting sun and twilight have infinite scenery, the misty setting sun shatters the golden river, and the evening breeze is light.
If only it wasn't winter, they could sit together in the garden.
Fu Yanxing has been sitting next to An Chen. In the evening closest to her, he listens to the twilight and watches the passing wind.
When Twilight gets old, he will quietly look at her at the apex of his heart at the slant of the setting sun.
The twilight is still over, but I am already looking forward to the next twilight. It is probably because I have just recovered from a long illness, and I am dying again. An Chen can be regarded as Fu Yanxing's love disaster.
I want to walk a long way together, just like today, from dawn to dusk.
The sound of the movie, the dialogue between An Chen and Lin Han when they were playing games, and occasionally the subtle sound of dishes colliding from the kitchen, these were the most annoying sounds that Fu Yanxing used to work at.
Loving someone may be willing to accept what she likes, but Fu Yanxing is used to all of this, partly because of An Chen, and partly because of himself.
In his more than 20 years of life, he has not experienced the life he is experiencing now. He used to put himself in a quiet enough environment.
People who have been in contact with Fu Yanxing have a consistent evaluation of him. Fu Yanxing has no heart, because they can't see Fu Yanxing's joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys, but only know his cold determination and swiftness in handling things.
To describe it in a slightly exaggerated way, if Fu Yanxing is the **** in his own life, then An Chen is his world.
After an unknown amount of time, the voices of Ji Xuan and Ji Feng calling them to the restaurant for dinner came from the kitchen.
"You go, I have no food, hand me the remote control before leaving, I want to watch cartoons." An Chen continued to lazily nest on the hanging chair.
"I'm making porridge for you now." Ji Xuan happened to be walking this way, by the way.
An Chen pouted after hearing the voice, pitifully, "I want to eat meat."
"There are crab legs in the porridge for you." Ji Xuan walked over and rubbed An Chen's little head. In their eyes, no matter how old An Chen was, he was still a child who needed to be pampered.
Under An Chen's urging, those who originally wanted to accompany her in the living room were also persuaded to go to the restaurant for dinner.
It was a noisy living room just now, now An Chen is the only one left. An Chen played a super naive cartoon, not because he wanted to watch it, as long as there is sound.
Originally wanted to continue playing games, but somehow received some photos, which were still sent by Wu Ke.
(end of this chapter)