professionalism of actresses

The decoration of the new house is handed over by both parents, but every day, mother will send her the latest video of the renovation progress. When Jintang is busy with work, she often watches it the next day. At least she will be sweet every time. Send a voice message to Mother Bian, thanking her for helping me with the decoration.

As for this house, she really never went to it once. When she arrived in the car, she saw a parked truck, and Mother Bian was standing there chatting with a few people.

In order to save unnecessary trouble, Jintang wore a mask, greeted several people as soon as he got out of the car, and heard Mother Bian ask her where the sofa was going to be placed.

where?

With this doubt, Jintang entered the room and went straight to the living room without bothering to see how the decoration was.

This detached house has independent front and rear yards. When she bought this house, she liked the front and back yards. In addition, the height of the living room was seven meters high. With floor-to-ceiling windows, it was very transparent.

"I think it's facing out the window."

Standing in the middle of the living room, Jintang looked around, and finally said to the staff: "Please, everyone, just put it here for me."

A few people quickly unloaded the sofa from the truck, and arranged it according to Jintang's request. Finally, they unpacked the outside and took away all the dirty things left on the floor. leave.

Mother Bian also warmly brought some drinks for them, thank you for your hard work, and this made these staff members even more happy. I feel that there are very few rich people who are polite and enthusiastic these days.

After seeing off the group of people, Bian's mother turned back from the door and saw that Jintang was not on the first floor, and presumably went upstairs, she didn't call out, but just looked at the sofa in the living room.

Jintang said that it was true that they handed over all the decoration to Mother Bian. They didn't even care about the furniture. In this house, everything from a single screw to a whole set of kitchen and bathroom supplies was run by Mother Bian.

So he wondered why Jintang didn't tell her that he ordered the sofa?Fortunately, she hasn't ordered a sofa yet.

The sofa is placed there. Looking from the back, it looks like a black, fluffy and chubby bear, lying there, looking at the scenery of the small courtyard outside.

As expected, she is still a girl, and she likes this kind of thing.

Mother Bian was thinking about it, when she heard noises coming from the corridor, she looked up and saw that it was Jintang who came down, she smiled: "The sofa you ordered is really fun."

"My friend gave it to me, I didn't order it." Jintang said truthfully, she glanced at the sofa, and she did have a bit of childishness, "Liu Yaren, you know, the one who acted in the movie."

Mother Bian, who had already sat on the sofa, said "Oh". Even though she doesn't care about the entertainment industry, she has heard of actors with outstanding acting skills, and Liu Yaren is one of them.What's more, Jintang and this person are still working together?

It is clear that her son has thoughts about Jintang at present, but Mother Bian still pretends not to hear anything. Maybe she intervened too much at the beginning, which caused her son to become more and more disgusted with Jintang, so now, she will not intervene anymore. Let the young people solve their own affairs.

Standing there, Jintang took a picture of the sofa below, found Liu Yaren's profile picture, and sent a voice message: "Brother Yaren, the sofa has been received, thank you so much, but where did you come from?" Where did you know my address?"

She has never talked to Liu Yaren before. Thinking about it, it was probably the address given by Sister Li, and she didn't expect Liu Yaren to give a quick response. Jintang went to Bian's mother and sat down, and said softly: "Auntie, during this time It’s really hard for you and uncle.”

Jintang held Mother Bian's arm affectionately, with a look of tenderness like a little girl, Mother Bian looked at her with a smile on her face, regretting that she hadn't given birth to a daughter back then, but thinking of Mother Jintang again, the eyes flashed Feeling even more distressed, she gently stroked the top of Jintang's hair, but finally said nothing.

She was afraid that if she said it, it would remind Jintang of her mother who died young.

The two of them sat there, looking at the flowers and plants in the small courtyard, and felt that time seemed to slow down.

"This sofa should be here."

"Auntie, is my vision alright?"

"It's really good."

After leaving the new house, Mother Bian told her that everything would be done in half a month at most, and she would be able to move in if it was vacant for a while.

Jintang doesn't care when she can move in. Now she is renting a flat floor, and she is quite comfortable living alone. Sitting in the mother's car, listening to the notification on the mobile phone, she clicked on it and saw that it was Liu Yaren. The voice sent, before he heard him speak, a low-pitched laughter penetrated into Jintang's ears, causing her eyebrows to frown:

"Do you like it? It's a very interesting sofa."

"I like it, thank you."

After waiting for Jintang to send the voice over, Bian's mother who was driving the car listened to the conversation between the two verbatim. It happened that there was a red light ahead, and when the car stopped, Bian's mother seemed to have no intention of saying: "Liu Yaren You should be single, but you two are quite a match. How old is he?"

Jintang, who locked the phone, only thought it was funny when he heard Mother Bian's words. He stretched out his hand to pin the broken hair around his ear, and said softly, "Auntie, he has a partner."

As soon as these words came out, Mother Bian's heart fell to the ground instantly.

That's all right, no matter what he sent is a sofa or something, he directly praised Liu Yaren: "This kid is really nice, and I also gave you a sofa. Remember to return gifts in the future, and you can't accept gifts for nothing."

Mother Bian's nagging gave Jintang the illusion of returning to her mother. She was not impatient at all, and listened to her words with a smile, nodding with a smile from time to time.

With Jintang's well-behaved appearance, Mother Bian's thoughts of wanting to match her and her son, which had almost cooled down, rose again: "Tangtang, I've asked your uncle to make dinner, and what do you like to eat? dishes."

"Then I will thank my uncle well later."

After waiting for Jintang to have dinner at Bian's house and chatting with Bian's parents for a long time, looking at the clock on the wall, he realized that it was almost 09:30 in the evening, and hurriedly said that he was going back.

"No hurry, no hurry, didn't you say to rest at home during this time?" Mother Bian finished speaking, pointing to the TV series that was playing on the TV, "Watch this episode with me, it's not too late for you to leave."

Jintang hesitated, but she was worried that if she stayed too late, it would disturb the rest time of the two of them, so she expressed her worry, and Bian's mother laughed and said, "No, no."

As soon as the words fell, Jintang saw Mother Bian's eyes looking behind her, with surprise in her eyes, and she heard Mother Bian say "Why are you here", which made her turn around involuntarily.

I saw Bian Boxian standing there.

He seemed to be walking in with the cold air all over his body, his chest heaving and rising quickly, and after nodding his head and calling "Mom", he looked straight at Jintang with his eyes.

Fortunately, she is still there.

Jintang was sitting, looked at Bian Boxian, glanced at her, then looked away, walked here with his head down, and said, "Jintang, you're here too."

As soon as these words came out, Bian Boxian bit the tip of his tongue in annoyance, it shouldn't be said like that.

But Jintang didn't seem to care about what he said, just sat there, looking up at him, the corners of his lips slightly curled up, smiling slightly, with a rare cute look: "I had dinner with my uncle and the others. "

"Oh."

After Bian Boxian finished speaking, he felt that he didn't know what to say, but he heard Jintang again mentioning that he wanted to leave. Now, he looked at Bian's mother while giving him a look, and said proactively: "Then I will see you off." .”

"Didn't you just come here? I'll just call the car."

Jin Tang looked at Bian Boxian pretending to be suspicious, but as expected, this man blushed.

"I'll take you back, I'll do it when I come back." Although Bian Boxian blushed, he didn't take a step back, his toes turned to the door, as if he was waiting for Jintang's response.

It's not that he has never been in Bian Boxian's car before, so Jintang naturally agreed, and the two got into the car under Bian's mother's watch.

It wasn't until Bian's mother disappeared from the rearview mirror that Jintang leaned back in the chair and turned to look at Bian Boxian who was driving.

The man stared ahead, holding the steering wheel tightly with both hands, as if he didn't feel Jintang's gaze at all, but his ears gradually turned red.

Jintang laughed silently.

"You sang very well at the concert."

Hearing her praise with my own ears was far more direct and stronger than the cold text on the phone.

Bian Boxian only felt that his heart skipped a beat, blinked his eyes, and realized that this was not his auditory hallucination, it was really Jintang who could no longer control the feeling of flying up after he praised him, but he did not Knowing exactly what to say, I finally just said dryly: "Thank you."

"Thanks for what?"

"Thank you for your praise, and thank you for coming to the concert."

The man glanced at her quickly, then quickly looked away.

How could anyone still be like this?

Even though I've met him several times, it still feels like the first time I've seen you?

Jintang didn't look back, but looked upright, sliding from Bian Boxian's eyes to the bridge of his nose, and then slowly landed on his lips.

Except for the strange him I saw at the concert, every time he appeared in front of me, he was clean and fresh, that is, the hair, maybe it was related to the concert, but the black hair before was gone.

Feeling Jintang's eyes on him, Bian Boxian felt that he almost forgot to breathe.

It's not that he has never been watched by others. For Bian Boxian, being watched by tens of thousands of fans is a common occurrence, and he is already familiar with it.

But now, just Jintang's gaze made him burn from head to toe.

"You look better with black hair."

Brunette?

She actually said he looks better with black hair?

Listening to Jintang's words, Bian Boxian summoned up the courage to turn his head sideways while waiting for the red light, and looked at this man's pretty face: "Really? Then I'll dye it back next time."

Their eyes met, and he saw Jintang's eyes faint with a smile, as if covered with stars, which made him involuntarily say, "You are different from before."

"Ok?"

"Before, you slept in my car."

Looking at Jintang, Bian Boxian whispered, "Now, it's different."?