Salted fish wants to divorce every day

Not to mention that Ju An didn't expect to have fans, even Zhu Jun didn't.

Otherwise, he couldn't let Ju An go home by car alone.

It can only be said that fortunately, Ju'an doesn't have so many fans now, and it was not in a crowded downtown area at that time.So in the end, Ju An was dragged by these little girls, taking pictures and signing autographs, which took a lot of time, and finally got rid of the crowd smoothly.

After that, he didn't dare to continue running to the subway station, so he reluctantly chose to take a taxi back.

On the way, I received a call from Yan Zefeng, asking where he is now?

"In a taxi, what's wrong?"

On the other end of the phone, Yan Zefeng was visibly relieved when he heard Ju An's answer.

"It's okay, just ask where you are, do you need me to pick you up?"

Ju An: "No, I'm almost there."

"Okay, what do you want for lunch? I'll make it for you." Yan Zefeng asked.

Ju An was puzzled and said, "Huh? You are so free today? Don't you need to go to the company?"

Yan Zefeng's work is so busy, apart from Yan Zefeng's manager, Ju An probably knows him best.After all, this person usually runs outside for at least half a month, and for the rest of the month, he only comes home at midnight every day.

Ju An has always felt that in Yan Zefeng's heart, work comes first.

"Anything is fine, don't be picky eaters."

After hearing Ju An's answer, Yan Zefeng chuckled lightly and said, "Got it."

After hanging up the phone, Ju An always felt that there was something wrong with Yan Zefeng's laugh, as if he didn't believe what he said.

Ju An wrinkled his nose, always feeling that he was somehow underestimated by Yan Zefeng.

Just as he hung up Yan Zefeng's call, Zhu Jun's call came in.

"Hello? Brother Zhu? Is there something wrong?"

"Ju An! Where are you now?" Zhu Jun asked anxiously on the other end of the phone.

Ju An was stunned for a moment, and replied: "In the taxi, I'm almost home, what's the matter?"

Hearing this, Zhu Jun heaved a sigh of relief and asked, "Are you okay? I saw a video posted by fans on Weibo. Are you surrounded by fans?"

Hearing this, Ju An realized why Zhu Jun would call him at this time, and his tone was so anxious.

"I was surrounded, but fortunately, there are not many people." Ju An laughed, his tone was a little erratic, "I never thought that I would be surrounded by fans while walking on the road one day."

Zhu Jun laughed after hearing the words, "I didn't expect that either! It seems that this time I'm really going to stand up!"

Ju An touched his nose, reflexively resisting the word turning over.

Zhu Jun continued: "This time it was my negligence. I didn't expect that the show would cause such a big response before it was broadcast. I will apply to the company for drivers and assistants as soon as possible. In the future, I will not be allowed to do things like buses and subways when I have to go out." public transport."

"It's not that exaggerated, is it?" Ju An felt that Zhu Jun was a little worried.

Zhu Jun immediately said: "If it weren't for the fact that the place where you were besieged today was less crowded, do you think you could get out so easily? Even if you don't worry about your own safety, you should think about it for other people. What if there are too many people and a stampede happens?" manage?"

"Uh..." Ju An wanted to say, he was not Yan Zefeng, how could such an exaggerated situation happen.

But Zhu Jun didn't give him a chance to refute at all. After he finished speaking, he told him to pay attention when traveling. If something happened, he called him immediately to explain the situation, and then hung up the phone.

The hasty tone made Ju An almost think that he was really a boss at Yan Zefeng's level.

……

As soon as I got home, I could smell the aroma of food as soon as I opened the door.

Ju An froze for a moment, took off his shoes and ran to the kitchen, he couldn't wait to put on his slippers.

"It smells so good! I can smell the fish-flavored eggplant!"

Hearing Ju An's voice, Yan Zefeng picked up the freshly baked fish-flavored eggplant, and before he could go out, he saw Ju An running over with his bare feet.

The smile on Yan Zefeng's face disappeared, and he frowned and looked at his feet, "Why don't you wear shoes?"

Ju An looked down at his feet, and realized that he was too anxious just now and forgot to put on his shoes.

Her feet moved on the floor, she raised her head and said nonchalantly, "It's okay, I'm hungry!"

Yan Zefeng glanced at him, and went out with the dishes. After putting the dishes on the table, he didn't go back to the kitchen, but went to the entrance of the living room.

Ju An didn't care too much, only the food on the table was in his eyes.I leaned over to smell it, looked left and right, but found no bowls and chopsticks.Turning around and trotting into the kitchen, he took out two pairs of bowls and chopsticks.

When Yan Zefeng came back with his slippers, he saw Ju An was already sitting at the table eating happily with chopsticks.

"Put on your slippers, do you want to go to the hospital again if you haven't recovered from your cold?" Yan Zefeng put the slippers by his feet and taught him a lesson.

"Oh." Ju An replied, his eyes still fixed on the bowl of fish-flavored eggplant.Under the table, the feet groped left and right on the ground, looking for slippers.

Yan Zefeng looked at it for a while, but couldn't stand it anymore, so he knelt down and grasped those fair ankles.

Ju An was taken aback, "What are you doing?"

Yan Zefeng grabbed Ju An's ankle and helped him put the slippers on.

Ju An bit her chopsticks and stared at Yan Zefeng with a guilty conscience.

"I just know how to eat." Yan Zefeng said, raised his hand and tapped Ju An's forehead lightly, "There's not enough rice, can you be full with just vegetables?"

After speaking, he turned and went into the kitchen.

Ju An turned his head and glanced at the kitchen, pouted.For the sake of the delicious food you cooked, I won't talk back to you today.

When Yan Zefeng brought out the rice, Ju An had already eaten half of the fish-flavored eggplant on the table.

"You don't think it's salty either?" Yan Zefeng took Ju An's empty bowl and filled him with a bowl of rice.

Ju An lowered his head and took a mouthful of rice, and said vaguely: "It's okay, it's delicious."

He's had a cold recently and doesn't have much taste in his mouth.Yesterday, I saw that group of people eating a table full of seafood, and I was already hungry.Seeing my favorite dish today is like a wolf seeing meat, how can I be reserved.

The dishes on the table were all cooked by Yan Zefeng according to Ju An's taste, except for a pot of fish-flavored eggplant, which was a bit stronger, the rest were light dishes.

Ju An likes it but he likes it, but these two days he has been eating light food every day, and now he just wants to eat something with a strong taste.

So in the end, all the fish-flavored eggplants went into his mouth alone, and he didn't eat much of the other dishes.

After eating, he still had an unsatisfied expression on his face. He patted his stomach and recalled the taste: "It's delicious, but it's a bit lacking. Yan Zefeng, can you still eat at night?"

Yan Zefeng packed up the bowls and chopsticks, without raising his head when he heard the words: "What about the others? Is there anything else you want to eat?"

Ju An tilted his head and thought for a while, then tentatively suggested, "Boil...fish?"

Yan Zefeng looked up at him expressionlessly.

Ju An and Yan Zefeng looked at each other for two seconds, and were the first to lose the battle. He whispered reluctantly: "If you don't eat, you don't. Anyway, I don't really want to eat."

Yan Zefeng glanced at him, and said helplessly, "We'll eat after you get better from a cold."

Ju An: "...Oh."

After eating, Ju An just nestled on the sofa and played with his mobile phone, acting like a grandpa who doesn't care about things.

Yan Zefeng cleaned up the dining table, put all the dishes into the dishwasher, and walked to the living room after cleaning up.

Glancing at Ju An who was concentrating on playing with her mobile phone, she turned back to the bedroom without saying a word.

When he came out again, he had already changed into a suit of clothes, his whole body was covered with steam, and his hair was still dripping with water.

While wiping her hair with a towel, she walked to Ju An and sat down. When Ju An felt Yan Zefeng approaching, she raised her head and glanced at Yan Zefeng.

Seeing that he just finished taking a shower, he thought about it, and threw the phone to Yan Zefeng, "Call me, I'm going to take a shower too!"

After finishing speaking, regardless of Yan Zefeng's answer or not, he got up and rushed to the bedroom.

Yan Zefeng glanced at the bedroom, lowered his head and picked up the phone, looked at the record, and chuckled.

It's really a fierce operation, and the record is zero and five.

Ju An is usually not that good at playing games, the main thing is that the hero he plays is not his specialty, it is a new hero.He is not very skilled yet.

But his teammates and opponents didn't care about it. Seeing that his record was rubbish, his opponents had already started to mock him, and his teammates also followed suit.

Yan Zefeng glanced at the chat records, without blinking, picked up the phone and began to operate it skillfully.

When Ju An came out of the shower, he saw Yan Zefeng still playing games on his mobile phone, so he moved over curiously.

Looking at the record, "Yo, isn't it good?"

Yan Zefeng smiled, "That is."

But soon, Ju An discovered something was wrong.When he gave Yan Zefeng his phone just now, his record was already zero and five, why is his record now three and two?

Ju An looked at the game interface suspiciously, then looked up at Yan Zefeng, and asked suspiciously: "Did you restart? This record is wrong."

Yan Zefeng paused for a moment, and said nonchalantly, "Ah... that's right. You took a bath too slowly, so I played a few more rounds."

"How many rounds?" Ju An's voice raised a little unconsciously.

It took him half an hour to take a long bath, how many rounds can he play in half an hour?What game is this playing?

A bad premonition rose in Ju An's heart.

After the game was over, Ju An hurriedly snatched back his mobile phone from Yan Zefeng, and went to check the previous results.

Yan Zefeng picked up the towel, stood up from the sofa, and walked towards the bedroom as if nothing had happened, "I'm a little sleepy, I'm going to take a nap."

His tone sounded unhurried, but his steps kept speeding up.

Just as Yan Zefeng walked to the door of the bedroom, Ju An's furious voice sounded from behind.

"Yan Zefeng!"

"boom!"

The sound of roaring and closing the door sounded at the same time, Yan Zefeng leaned on the bedroom door and patted his chest, with a face full of survivors.

Almost died.

In the living room, Ju An looked at his historical achievements, the page was marked red, and his hands were trembling.

Yan Zefeng, this dog man doesn't know how to play, yet he dares to start so many rounds!This record is worse than his!

It doesn't matter if you lose the first round, after all, he took the initiative to ask Yan Zefeng to help, so he can only admit defeat.But where did Yan Zefeng get the confidence to continue driving?

Ju An is going to die of anger!When he looked up, he found that Yan Zefeng had slipped away and locked the bedroom door? !

"Yan Zefeng! You are dead!!!"