Hi wife!

Facing Cheng Wanyu's invitation, Fu Xia agreed in her heart, but she couldn't save face. She lowered her eyebrows and said with some embarrassment: "It's not very good, aren't you busy in the future? How can I I can go to your house every day for lunch."

Cheng Wanyu ate his noodles, and said in a calm tone, "So far, I'm not too busy. My only job is the concert in November. Director Chen's new movie will start shooting next year, so I'm pretty free during this period."

When Fu Xia heard about the concert, her ears perked up, and she pretended to ask casually, "You must prepare a lot for the concert, right?"

"Yeah." Cheng Wanyu said: "It's just this time to record the new album, and try to show it to fans and friends at this concert, because I don't have a lot of songs, so I want to last for four or five years. Hours are still difficult."

"You can definitely do it," Fu Xia comforted her: "Didn't you survive before, and this time there is a new song to sing, it must be much easier than before."

The chopsticks in Cheng Wanyu's hand paused, looked up at Fu Xia and said, "How do you know I survived before?"

Fu Xia: "...Ah, because I have heard of it before, you held a concert, so I think you must be fine."

Cheng Wanyu glanced at Fu Xia with deep eyes before lowering his head and continuing to eat: "Well, I was a singer when I first debuted, and I released a lot of albums in the first year, and some friends helped me It’s not a big problem to support the venue and hold a concert.”

In addition to singing in a concert, there will also be interaction with fans. At the beginning, Cheng Wanyu didn't sing many songs. Fortunately, she knows a lot of singers, so she will invite a few friends to support the scene. Fans We were all very happy, after all, we spent a share of the money to see several singers, and the whole concert was considered complete.

In the second year, Cheng Wanyu’s songs increased, but he would still invite one or two friends over to sing. This year is the third year, and Cheng Wanyu is still thinking about whether to continue to invite them to participate in his singing Yes, after all, at the end of the year, many singers have to go to various New Year's Eve parties, and they may not be able to come.

But she didn't tell Fu Xia about this. Fu Xia has always been engaged in acting and doesn't know much about the singer's circle. Cheng Wanyu didn't want her to worry about it, so she went to the cleaning company after dinner. Organize things and send melon seeds to her.

Guan Yun also came here when she heard about it. She looked at Cheng Wanyu helplessly, hugged her chest and watched her disheveled cleaning with ordinary people, couldn't help holding her nose and hid at the door.

Cheng Wanyu came out with a broom, and Guan Yunwen stopped her.

"You're an artist, do you have the guts to do it yourself?" Guan Yunwen frowned delicately and said, "What do you look like when paparazzi see you like this?"

Cheng Wanyu was unmoved, and she said to Guan Yunwen: "I proposed the move, and I chose the house, and I don't like to trouble others all the time. The moving company and cleaning company are very good, and they And promised to keep it a secret for me."

"You trust them that much?" Guan Yunwen leaned against the wall and said dissatisfiedly.

"Why don't you believe me?" Cheng Wanyu said with a smile, "It can be seen that they are nice people, and the security system in the community is also very good, so there is no reason to be afraid."

Guan Yunwen couldn't move her, but just looked at the half-open door next door. When she just went upstairs, she almost made a mistake. Fortunately, she took a peek and didn't rush to knock on the door.

"Did you put in so much effort just to move here and be her neighbor?" Guan Yunwen looked back at Cheng Wanyu and said, "You are really wayward."

"It's a good location, and it's very close to the recording studio. It's very convenient for rehearsal or recording. I don't think there's anything wrong with it." Wen said: "It's really good."

Guan Yunwen sighed: "You have already moved here, what can I say?"

She said to Cheng Wanyu: "Go to the next door and hide for a while. I'll watch over here for you. I'm always worried that you will be watched."

Cheng Wanyu smiled, and after agreeing, he walked outside Fu Xia's room, opened the door and entered.

Fu Xia was playing with melon seeds in his arms at this time, one person and one cat stared wide-eyed, and turned around when they heard the sound of the door opening.

Cheng Wanyu found this scene interesting, and couldn't help laughing: "What are you doing?"

Guazi jumped off Fu Xia's lap, and then hid in the next room. When Fu Xia saw the cat run away, he said helplessly, "I'm bored, let's chat with Guazi."

"What is there to talk about with cats?"

"I said it sounds good. I wanted to keep animals since I was a child, but my mother always refused to let me, and the house was always deserted."

Fu Xia gave way to Cheng Wanyu, smiled and said, "Come and sit, I'll pour you coffee."

The freshly ground coffee beans are very fragrant, like Fu Xia Xianbao, he said to Cheng Wanyu over the coffee: "This coffee beans were given to me by someone else, and the coffee machine was also given by someone else. I don't like coffee. It’s a pity to leave it like this, but I dug it out and polished it today, maybe the technique is not good, you should try it.”

The strong smell of coffee filled the room, Fu Xia looked at Cheng Wanyu and took a sip.

"It's delicious." Cheng Wanyu put down the coffee cup and said to Fu Xia: "I may have to go out to record and rehearse frequently during this time. Do you have any plans recently? I want you to take the time to help me look at the seeds. I'm a little worried about having a cat at home."

Fu Xia looked at the door key in his palm, and asked with some surprise: "Do you feel relieved when you leave it to me?"

"There's nothing to worry about," Cheng Wanyu said with a light smile, "Will it cause you any trouble?"

Fu Xia smiled with crooked eyebrows: "No, I'm fine these days, and I can help you take care of it."

Cheng Wanyu also smiled happily, looking at Fu Xia's full smile with black eyes.

In the following period of time, Cheng Wanyu was really busy every day. She set off in the morning and came back in the evening. Occasionally, she ran to Fu Xia's house to cook for her without any arrangement. Several times Fu Xia wanted to order takeaway but was rejected She was caught, and she was not allowed to order any more. She personally cooked a whole table of meals for Fu Xia, and fed Fu Xiaopang three catties.

Zhou Wen looked at her weight with a dark face, frowned and let Fu Xia get off the scale, sat on the sofa with her chest in her arms and said, "You're getting fat."

Fu Xia was obedient and kept silent.

Zhou Wen said: "The date of the "Star's Home" program group has been set. It will be at the end of the month. On the 28th, a staff member will come to install a camera in your home. On the 29th, it will officially come to record. The script is that you have a camera abroad. Your friend is back, you need to get up early to prepare breakfast for yourself, then go downstairs and drive to the airport to pick up the plane, bring her back to make lunch, chat and drink afternoon tea with her in the afternoon, and she will stay at your house in the evening until Take a new flight back home the next day."

Fu Xia listened carefully, and Zhou Wen handed her a printed A4 paper, and said to her: "It lists some time points and scripts that can be filmed for you. Generally speaking, one day and one night is not difficult. That is, you need to cook breakfast, lunch and dinner, have you thought about what to cook?"

"I don't know how to cook..." Fu Xia looked at the notebook and said, "Do I have to do it myself?"

"Sure," Zhou Wen said, "otherwise what would you ask the director to shoot?"

Fu Xia fell silent, looking worried at the progress of the three meals a day, Zhou Wen said helplessly: "There is still a week left, let's learn how to cook, at least you can cook some home-cooked dishes, It is best to have eggs, meat, fish, vegetables, and soup."

Fu Xiaopang: "..."

The next day, Fu Xia bought a lot of vegetables, rice, and various seasonings online. After moving home, she began to study how to use gas. She only saw Cheng Wanyu use it a few times. It can be used, Fu Xia tried it and called the property, and finally lit the fire.

Put it in the pot, crackling!

Cut the vegetables, clang clang clang clang clang!

Fu Xia turned around after cutting the vegetables and found that the pot was burnt, so she quickly picked it up and threw it into the sink, and it was another day of sizzling.

When Cheng Wanyu came back, she smelled a strong burnt smell as soon as she got out of the elevator. She checked around and found a pile of garbage at the door of Fu Xia's room, and the smell came from inside.

What is this woman doing?

Although Cheng Wanyu was very tired after rehearsing for a day, but because he cared too much about Fu Xia, he couldn't help knocking on the door, and walked in after finding that the door was open.

"Fu Xia?" Cheng Wanyu called out to the lit living room, but no one responded.

Cheng Wanyu frowned when she smelled the smell in the whole room. Seeing that the floor of the living room was messed up, she stepped on it without changing her shoes.

There was a figure in the kitchen, and Cheng Wanyu leaned over to meet Fu Xia who had just turned around. Fu Xia screamed in fright, and the garbage bag in his hand fell to the ground with a 'slap', and the rotten leaves of the vegetables inside were scattered. On the same day, Cheng Wanyu also saw some... messy things, which seemed to be stir-fried dishes?

Seeing that it was Cheng Wanyu, Fu Xia breathed a sigh of relief and said, "You're back, why is there no sound when you walk?"

Cheng Wanyu asked her, "What are you doing?"

Fu Xia took the broom next to him and swept the garbage into a pile, then suddenly remembered something, and came over with a piece of fried potato shreds, and said to Cheng Wanyu: "You came at a good time, can you help me taste it? Well, let's see how the food I cooked."

Cheng Wanyu looked at the home-cooked potato shreds and could smell a vinegary smell. Although each shredded potato looked so 'willful', it still looked refreshing.

"Why do you think of cooking?" Cheng Wanyu took the chopsticks, picked them up and put them in his mouth.

Fu Xia looked at her with bright eyes: "Tell me, how does it taste?"

Cheng Wanyu: "... Bah!"

Fu Xia: "?"

Why are you yelling at people!