We agreed on a fake marriage, why is the queen playing it for real with me?

"Yun Xiaoran added me on WeChat?" Zhou Yanqi looked at the new friend with almost surprise.

I had waited so long for him to finally come. It seemed that Yun Xiaoran finally accepted the business card. Yun Xiaoran could add me on WeChat, which meant that I was not far from success.

Zhou Yanqi slowly accepted her friend's agreement and then sent a message indifferently: "Brother Yun, thank you for adding me on WeChat."

When Yun Xiaoran heard Zhou Yanqi say this, he immediately felt that letting her sing was a sure thing, and then he sent a message in surprise:

"Ms. Zhou, can I ask you out to sing?" Zhou Yanqi was stunned for a long time when she saw Yun Xiaoran's message. She didn't expect that Yun Xiaoran, who seemed so indifferent on the surface, was actually so enthusiastic in private. He wanted to meet in person just after adding her on WeChat.

Sure enough, Zhou Yanqi guessed correctly, Yun Xiaoran was interested in her! And he even invited her to sing karaoke.

"I wrote a song, can you sing it?"

Seeing that Zhou Yanqi didn't say anything, Yun Xiaoran added one more sentence. The main reason was that Yun Xiaoran thought she was very suitable to sing this song, with the same hot and passionate spirit. If it were Zhou Yanqi, a quiet girl, Yun Xiaoran would not have chosen her.

"Then what specific time?" At this time, Zhou Yanqi already thought that her offensive in the restaurant that day was very effective, and she was even about to capture Yun Xiaoran's heart, otherwise Yun Xiaoran would not be so anxious.

"Tomorrow, I'll treat you to dinner after the singing." When Yun Xiaoran saw that Zhou Yanqi actually agreed to his request, he was so happy that he sent her a smiling emoticon.

Since Zhou Yanqi agreed so readily, there was not much left for him to do. Yun Xiaoran began to write the love poems and lyrics that Zhou Zeyu wanted.

However, the entertainment in this world is too poor. If Yun Xiaoran adds some kissing or content that is not suitable for children in his novel, it will cause a lot of comments and reminders that the author is speeding.

Yun Xiaoran's handwriting was very beautiful and very attractive. After considering the above for a long time, he decided to simply write:

"I once thought that the calm sea was the final destination of my ship, but until I met you, I realized that no matter how calm the sea is, it is not as good as the harbor."

"I don't know what love looks like, but since I have you, my love has taken shape."

"Everything I didn't send to you was posted on WeChat Moments."

It was the first time that Yun Xiaoran wrote a love letter. Although this letter was to his friend, he wrote it very seriously and almost all the words came from his heart. Although it was a little corny, it would instantly have a different level when paired with the song he would write later.

While feeding the cat at noon, Shen Jin told Yun Xiaoran that she would go to Sister Hua's place in the afternoon, so Yun Xiaoran finished writing the lyrics and music after a simple lunch. This time he chose "Gentleman"

He personally likes this song more, and the style of the song is particularly similar to Zhou Zeyu, so this song is the best choice. Looking back, he saw that the time was already 6:30 in the afternoon.

Yun Xiaoran actually felt that this kind of life was pretty good. He cooked a simple meal every day, had a cat lying next to his desk, and was not disturbed by outsiders.

……

7 p.m.

Yun Xiaoran had just finished preparing dinner.

In fact, he was only making it for himself at first, but Shen Jin suddenly sent him a WeChat message saying that he would come back for dinner today, so he made some more and stewed a soup.

When Shen Jin returned home, he saw Yun Xiaoran preparing tonight's dinner leisurely at the dining table.

"You're back." When Yun Xiaoran saw Shen Jin coming back, he hurriedly took off his apron and walked in.

Shen Jin just glanced at him, responded softly, and walked in.

She took off her thin coat, smelled the aroma of food, looked towards the restaurant, a little distracted, and subconsciously handed the coat to Yun Xiaoran.

These are physical habits and memories accumulated over a long period of time.

She spends most of her time on the set, and usually just stretches out her clothes or things in her hands, and an assistant takes them.

When Yun Xiaoran saw Shen Jin's actions, he was stunned for a moment, then he understood and hesitated for a moment before taking his wife's gauze jacket in his hands. There was a faint fragrance on the clothes.

It was only when Yun Xiaoran reached out to take the coat that Shen Jin realized that the person next to her was not her assistant, but her husband...

Since she had handed it to Yun Xiaoran, she didn't know what to say. She walked into the house with her long legs and naturally changed the subject: "Today's dinner looks very sumptuous. I'm in for a treat."

Yun Xiaoran hung up Shen Jin's thin shirt, followed him up and said, "I fried a few dishes and stewed black chicken soup. Since you don't like meat, drink more soup."

"No, you can't drink too much soup at night, or you will gain weight." Shen Jin walked to the dining table and sternly rejected Yun Xiaoran's proposal.

She has to maintain her figure. It's already very late to eat at this time, and drinking more soup will make her gain weight.

Yun Xiaoran didn't force it, and said readily: "Okay, then I'll drink more."

He is not a girl and is not afraid of gaining weight.

If Shen Jin doesn't want to drink it, then he will have to make this pot of chicken soup today.

Shen Jin looked at the man who had skillfully prepared a bowl of chicken soup and was moving the entire pot towards him: "..."

After a moment of silence, he said, "Forget it. I'll drink a little."

Seeing Yun Xiaoran move the pot over so decisively, she suddenly felt a little unhappy and had to drink a bowl.

Yun Xiaoran also felt that this girl was a bit fickle after spending so much time with her, so he didn't say much. He simply responded and moved some of the soup over.

The young couple started to eat dinner.

Fubao also got a chicken leg. He ate until his eyes narrowed, looking very satisfied. He looked up at the two-legged beasts on the table and rubbed Yun Xiaoran's leg.

Shen Jin drank a bowl of soup and found it tasted good. Although he wanted to drink more, he didn't drink any more considering the need to control his figure.

She has always had very good self-control.

There was a taciturn person sitting opposite him, who stayed at home all day. Shen Jin was not the kind of person who would actively find topics to chat about, so he picked up his phone to see what was going on with Gu Yun.

When she picked up the phone, she remembered that her husband sitting opposite her was also an author, and she still needed to ask him about the details today.

She put her phone down and asked Yun Xiaoran, "By the way, Yun Xiaoran, what does the video you posted on the VA station look like?"

Yun Xiaoran was afraid that Shen Jin would ask him about this these days, and the sudden question almost made him choke on his soup.

"I'm not in a position to say this."

There was no way he would reveal his true identity in front of Shen Jin. After all, Shen Jin had enthusiastically asked him about the gossip about Gu Yun and Audrey Cat this morning.

Shen Jin saw Yun Xiaoran's reaction and asked inquiringly, "It's not pornography or violence, so even this can't be made public?"

Yun Xiaoran was already feeling a little guilty, and when Shen Jin asked him this, he felt very uncomfortable. He wanted to deny it but hesitated.

There is absolutely no way Yun Xiaoran would expose himself in front of Shen Jin, so he could only implement the great Chief Ma's tactics.

Shen Jin saw Yun Xiaoran's unnatural look and understood everything clearly. He just smiled slightly and said:

"If you like music, you should watch more of Gu Yun's videos. He only has a guitar, but he already has 20 fans. I see you have so many recordings and musical instruments in your room. You should work harder..."