you are in the depths of time [gl]

After the World Gourmet Contest, Luo Zijin stepped down from the position of temporary anchor, and returned to the capital with Cheng Youyou.

Although she herself has retired from the industry and no longer appears on the screen, but because of Xincheng Entertainment, she still stays in this industry, but she has turned from the front of the stage to behind the scenes, ready to help Luo Kaifeng.

From an actor with an irregular schedule, he changed his career to a nine-to-five office worker.

Cheng Youyou continued to pick up her career as an anchor, teaching fans how to cook food every day, and sometimes going out with Luo Zijin to travel, and when the mood came on the way, she would eat and broadcast for the audience, and her life was quite comfortable.

this evening.

Luo Zijin had just attended a reception for his brother, and when he got home from get off work, he opened the door with the key, and looked in the direction of the living room from the entrance, but he didn't hear Cheng Youyou's voice.

She lowered her head and put the shoes neatly in the closet. She walked into the living room from the entrance, only to find that Cheng Youyou was lying on the sofa and fell asleep. After releasing the force, it seemed that the phone was about to fall from her palm in a second.

Luo Zijin easily took it out, squatted down, approached Cheng Youyou, raised his hand to stroke her eyelashes, feeling a little itchy fingertips.

Originally, the house was quite quiet, so Cheng Youyou naturally slept well, but now she vaguely sensed someone's movements, and opened her eyes half asleep, frowning.

Seeing Luo Zijin's face, she raised her arms to hug his neck in a daze, and said, "Are you back?"

Luo Zijin gave an 'um', glanced at the time on her phone, and stroked Cheng Youyou's hair: "Did you take a shower?"

Cheng Youyou shook her head, as if she was still a little sleepy, she narrowed her eyes temporarily, turned over and hugged her neck, smelling the slightly stronger perfume smell on her body than usual:

"You eat dinner yet?"

Luo Zijin raised his hand to stroke her soft hair, and said casually, "I ate some at the reception."

Hearing her words, Cheng Youyou's drowsiness slowly receded from her mind, she opened her eyes and looked at the direction of the TV behind Luo Zijin, as if she was thinking about getting something for Luo Zijin for supper.

"Then are you hungry now?"

She was still lying lazily, and because she just woke up, there was still a sticky nasal sound in her voice.

Luo Zijin raised his hand to touch the soft and warm skin on the side of her neck, looked down at her neck, and heard her softly whispering this sentence in his ear, his heart skipped a beat, and he responded slowly:

"Ah."

After saying that, he got up and hugged him horizontally, and walked towards the bedroom.

Cheng Youyou subconsciously withdrew the strength around her neck, and the first sentence she said was: "I have gained three catties recently!"

Don't say that and just hug it, it will hurt the skinny person's self-esteem, okay?

Luo Zijin snorted lightly: "I didn't feel it."

Cheng Youyou blinked her eyes, and was about to say something more, but she had already been put on the big bed in the bedroom, so her attention finally turned back to what was happening right now, and she raised her hand to support the bed and thought about it:

"Wait...wait a minute, you haven't eaten yet..."

But Luo Zijin calmly stood in front of him.

Raising his hand to unbutton the wrist, the person standing in front of the bed leaned over to Cheng Youyou's lips, kissed him a little, and only replied:

"I'm hungry."

There was a flash of light in the dark eyes.

Cheng Youyou: "!"

"Hey, that's not what I meant...Luo Zijin! Uh—"

……

after an hour.

Luo Zijin kissed Cheng Youyou's sweaty forehead, touched the shallow tooth marks on the knuckles of his index finger with his right thumb, and smiled silently.

Cheng Youyou was tortured enough by her before, looking at the collarbone half hidden in the shadow in front of her eyes, she opened her mouth and bit it, but didn't dare to use too much force.

However, that subtle and sharp pain jumped into Luo Zijin's mind in the first second.

It's just that it's not all pain.

It seemed that he could still feel the soft lips of the other party touching the skin on the neck.

Luo Zijin stopped the movement of holding her waist, moved her towards him without fear of the heat, and said in a low voice:

"It seems that the time before is not enough..."

Cheng Youyou immediately let go, and kissed the slight mark where she bit before, pretending that she had never done anything before.

Luo Zijin was amused by her actions, his eyebrows curved slightly, and he lowered his head and kissed her several times.

Then I didn't know what to think of, and suddenly asked:

"Do you prefer Chinese or Western weddings?"

Cheng Youyou was stopped by her sudden question, raised her head in a daze, met her obsidian eyes, and said after a while:

"...all okay?"

When Luo Zijin heard such a casual answer, he didn't mind too much, so he just nodded and said to himself:

"Then let's do it all over again."

Cheng Youyou: "...???"

Hey, no, wait, why did you mention marriage so suddenly?

As if reading her doubts from her eyes, Luo Zijin smiled, but his thoughts were drawn to the reception tonight.

……

It was a charity auction reception organized by a branch of a certain luxury goods group. Many general managers of entertainment companies in the capital, as well as many entertainers in the entertainment industry, were invited. The people present at the venue were all elites from all walks of life.

At the reception, she not only met many friends, but also saw Tang Xiaoran, the vice president of Gaosheng Group, whom she had heard about before.

Not long after, I saw Mr. Xiao walking towards her.

Probably because of the close seating, Tang Xiaoran was holding a child in her arms, dressed like a little princess, looked around curiously, then just hugged Tang Xiaoran and acted like a spoiled child, whispering to her ear What, one big and one small whispered very cheerfully.

Luo Zijin happened to be sitting in the second row, accompanied by Luo Kaifeng's special assistant. When she saw her gaze sweeping across the first row, she immediately approached her politely, and introduced in a low voice:

"That's Mr. Xiao and Mr. Tang's daughters. They got married in America last year."

Luo Zijin frowned, and when the child looked over and smiled sweetly at her, she also pulled the corners of her lips.

I remembered the story of meeting this couple when I was filming endorsement commercials.

Now they even have children.

Tang Xiaoran saw her child smiling at someone else, then turned her head and found that this person looked familiar, so she nodded politely to Luo Zijin.

"Hanhan, do you like Luo Zijin?"

Xiao Hanhan thought for a while, then turned his head and kissed his mommy on the face: "I like mommy."

Tang Xiaoran frowned at her daughter's flattery, and said in a low voice, "If you like her, Mommy will get you an autograph."

Xiao Hanhan shook his head, "I think she looks a lot like the person in the mobile phone advertisement before my mother."

Tang Xiaoran: "Well, it's the young lady who invited me to speak for you."

So Xiao Hanhan frowned and struggled for a while, as if hesitating whether to praise Luo Zijin, but after hugging Tang Xiaoran's neck and looking at her dear mummy for a long time, she still decided to stand firm.

He just hugged Tang Xiaoran's neck and stopped talking.

Xiao Shixin was sitting next to her, and when he saw her, he would torment Tang Xiaoran all the time. He leaned on her and refused to sit down. With a few caveats:

"Xiao Hanhan."

The kid who was warned by her blinked at her with aggrieved eyes, then hugged Tang Xiaoran's neck with tears in her arms, hung on her body, swallowed back what she just said about wanting to eat a small cake, and pretended nothing happened .

Tang Xiaoran patted her head lightly, and said to Xiao Shixin beside him with a smile:

"Hey, sister Xin, it's okay. I think she must be hungry. I'll take her to eat something."

Xiao Shixin looked at the child in her arms expressionlessly, and said lightly:

"She just finished eating a small cake 5 minutes ago, and a chocolate, and the chocolate only took one bite."

The rest should be thrown to Tang Xiaoran for her to finish eating.

Xiao Shixin's words were full of dissatisfaction with a certain child wasting food, as if he didn't quite understand why his daughter had such a naughty personality.

Tang Xiaoran could only raise her eyebrows, blinked her eyes pretending to be innocent, and looked down at the child in her arms who pretended to be playing with her fingers seriously and didn't hear anything.

Then he cleared his throat and reminded:

"Ahem, Hanhan, do you hear me? If you don't stay quiet for a few minutes, your mother will scold me too."

Xiao Shixin: "..."

Then, Mr. Xiao watched helplessly that the little one in the arms of a certain big friend sat obediently after hearing the nonsense, and even opened a pair of big black eyes, quietly squinting at the side with an extremely high expression. The cold Xiao Shixin:

"Mom, I'm obedient, don't scold Mommy."

Xiao Shixin: "..."

She glanced at Tang Xiaoran, and when she saw her winking and smiling at herself, a little helplessness suddenly appeared in her eyes.

Luo Zijin listened to their conversation in the back, and saw that the relationship between the three of them was so good, so those thoughts were also ready to move.

Those fragments that were originally hidden in her heart and only appeared quietly in her sleep, but when she recalled them now, it turned out to be a wish she had buried long ago, but it just didn't show up much on weekdays.

……

Withdrawing from his memory, Luo Zijin kissed Cheng Youyou's forehead, and asked in a low voice:

"is it okay?"

Cheng Youyou blinked her eyes, and the joy in her heart was like a balloon that was inflated, and it suddenly swelled up. The lights in the room fell in her eyes, like a quiet lake reflecting the starry sky in summer night.

She nodded slightly, and somehow a smile appeared on her lips, responding to Luo Zijin:

"of course."

Luo Zijin kissed her on the forehead, and then smiled contentedly.

Then the next day, the two families heard the news that they planned to hold a wedding at the same time.

Jiang Yan called Cheng Youyou early in the morning. At that time, Cheng Youyou was still waiting by the stove, feeling that the soup dumplings she made would take another 10 minutes to come out.

At this moment, the phone vibrated on the table next to her, and she raised her hand to pick it up:

"Hello, Mom?"

"Are you going to marry Zijin? Where will your wedding be held? When will it be held? Have you discussed it with your in-laws? How many relatives will your father and I invite? And your wedding dress balabala..."

Cheng Youyou was thrown head-on by countless questions, she was stunned for a long time before she recovered her soul from being baffled by the questions, and tried to interrupt Jiang Yan's words:

"Mom, we just did this yesterday—"

This was something she and Luo Zijin talked about last night. Why did Jiang Yan know about it early in the morning? ? ?

"I think the Chinese style is better. My relatives on your father's side and I will also invite you, but I have to ask your father to explain clearly to them first, so that when the time comes, people will not be irritated when they see the two brides..."

Cheng Youyou: "No, mom, you think too much—"

Just decided to hold a wedding, don't throw so many things at once, isn't the date still undecided?

Cheng Youyou's heart was full of collapse.

However, Jiang Yan didn't give her a chance to intervene: "You said that young people like you are also doing things in a hurry. They do what they think of, and they don't tell the family in advance, but it doesn't matter. I'll ask my in-laws right away." When there is time, the two families will sit down and have a meal to discuss this matter..."

Cheng Youyou sighed heavily, and moved the phone away from his ear again.

When Luo Zijin was awakened by the smell of soup dumplings, he walked to the kitchen, and saw Cheng Youyou with an expression of being uttered to death, holding up his mobile phone, occasionally trying to add a word, but he couldn't speak. After uttering a word or two, he was interrupted by the voice that continued to emerge.

Luo Zijin stepped forward, tilted his head and kissed her on the cheek, and motioned for her mobile phone with his eyes.

Cheng Youyou mouthed her two words: My mother.

Then he moved the phone to a distant direction, and asked Luo Zijin in a breathy voice:

"How did she know we were getting married so quickly?"

Luo Zijin thought for a while, and replied honestly: "I was so happy last night. When you went to take a shower, I couldn't help but tell my parents about this. Well, I also told my uncles and aunts."

It turned out that this was the reason why I was being talked about all morning.

Cheng Youyou bit her lower lip, put the phone back to her ear, and said calmly: "Mom, Zijin just woke up, you two are talking, I'll go and see the pot first, breakfast is still on the stove."

Then he put the phone in Luo Zijin's hand.

Luo Zijin: "..."

In less than half a second, she picked up the phone with a fairly standard smile on her face:

"Good morning, auntie, have you had breakfast with uncle?"

"I'm sorry that the time I told you was not suitable because I was too happy last night, but the specific date has not yet been set, so don't worry, I promise that everything will be ready before the wedding."

Cheng Youyou turned off the fire, and when she heard Luo Zijin communicating with her mother in an orderly manner, she began to wonder if she was her own.

She unrestrainedly lifted the lid of the pot, separated it with a clean cloth, and took out the steamer inside.

After the white water mist came out, the cute soup dumplings in the steamer were revealed. The folds were pinched like flowers, and the thin outer skin collapsed, and the fillings could be vaguely seen inside.

Cheng Youyou put the steamed buns in the pot on the dining table, then turned off the casserole porridge that was simmering on the other side and brought it up, then took out two bowls, chopsticks and spoons from the cabinet, and walked back to the dining table.

At that time, the phone call between Luo Zijin and Jiang Yan was almost over.

Seeing the bowl of green vegetable porridge in the bowl, Luo Zijin smelled the sesame oil in it, and politely replied: "Okay, Auntie, go and take care of your health with Uncle, we will talk next time."

Before putting down the phone, the right hand picked up the spoon and took a mouthful of porridge to his lips.

Seeing her movements, Cheng Youyou reminded her in time: "Hey, be careful."

Luo Zijin could only slow down, blew, and then took a sip. The vegetable porridge, which looked very vegetarian, tasted unexpectedly good.

She put down the spoon and stirred the porridge in the bowl, only to find that the white and thick porridge contained not only finely chopped vegetables, but also shredded carrots, mushroom slices and other ingredients, which tasted delicious and salty. The taste is also just right, because it is completely vegetarian, it is not greasy at all, but it does not make people feel bland.

Luo Zijin looked at the soup dumplings in the steamer again.

The spoon was switched to her left hand, and she picked up the chopsticks with her right hand, put the soup dumpling into the spoon, first bit the little bit of skin, and saw the soup slowly flowing out from the inside, soaked deep in the spoon, and exposed the inside Here comes the minced meat.

Luo Zijin took a sip of the soup and was overwhelmed by the delicious taste. It wasn't until he ate the bun that he felt his mouth was slightly free to speak.

Cheng Youyou was not in a hurry, she sat opposite her and drank the porridge slowly, feeling that she liked this breakfast quite a bit, and only when she looked up did she slowly ask:

"nailed it?"

Luo Zijin was amused by her words, "Auntie is fine, she discussed the wedding with me very gently, and in the middle of the conversation, she remembered that she hadn't bought groceries, so she hurriedly hung up the phone."

Cheng Youyou felt that the "gentleness" in their dictionaries might not mean the same thing.

She raised her hand to support her chin, and threw out the words that her mother bombarded just now:

"Days, wedding dress customization, rings, wedding venue, concierge, wedding car, master of ceremonies... Oh my god, why do you suddenly feel that there are so many things?"

Thinking about the numbers on her account, Cheng Youyou was nagged by her mother so much that she had the urge to contract the wedding to a wedding company.

However, Luo Zijin was quite patient with this matter, and quietly discussed the date of meeting with the family members on both sides, and then quietly proposed several alternative dates at the dinner table. out.

Luo Qi thinks it's all right, and He Zhi gently mentioned:

"The end of the year may still be a bit rushed. Next February is the time to prepare for the New Year, and next May will be fine."

Cheng Youyou: "..."

She had never had any experience in this area, and she never expected that this wedding could be planned from April this year to May next year.

She subconsciously looked at Luo Zijin next to her.

As a result, Luo Zijin completely misunderstood, and said:

"Is it too late? I think years ago will do."

He Zhi's smile was warm, and her tone of voice was refreshing, but the meaning behind her words was hard to refute:

"The custom-made wedding dress is a bit rushed, and the design and layout of the wedding venue is also a bit tight."

Jiang Yan on the other side heard her thinking and couldn't help but nodded in agreement with her words.

Although it will be more troublesome next year, as long as the junior's wedding can be done well, she has no objection, after all, both families are working hard on this aspect.

After eating for several hours, Luo Zijin's opinion was mostly adopted in the end. Both parties agreed to a western-style wedding, but they had to invite another banquet in Fengcheng.

Cheng Youyou basically didn't speak the whole time, just smiled and held her face to listen to Luo Zijin's words, then discussed with He Zhi and Jiang Yan, and became the background board together with Cheng's father and Luo's father.

Until he went out, Jiang Yan called to the side alone to speak:

"Look at you, you decided to get married and have a wedding, but you didn't worry about it at all, and left it to Zijin. What do you want me to say about you?"

Cheng Youyou thought to herself that she wanted to say that this problem didn't give her a chance to play.

She nodded, and sincerely apologized under her own mother's reprimand:

"Mom, I was wrong."

"Then you should be proactive and go out with Zijin in the afternoon to look at the wedding ring. Don't be lazy."

Cheng Youyou continued to nod, and thus escaped her mother's nagging about menopause, but when they walked away, Jiang Yan could still hear Jiang Yan complaining to Cheng's father: "You said that you are so lazy, how did Zijin fall in love with it?" her?"

Cheng Youyou: "..."

Mom, this is too much!

Luo Zijin came up from behind and couldn't help laughing when she saw that the orange leaves were wilting from her training.

"Have you been told again?"

Cheng Youyou sighed, glanced at her, and said, "Yes, the partner is too good."

Then before Luo Zijin could open her mouth, she pretended to be worried again, and continued:

"But there is no way, I just like such an excellent person."

When she was speaking, she looked at Luo Zijin's face, and her crooked eyes were shining brightly.

As long as I think of being able to marry this person, those things that sound trivial will become tender and tender.

Hearing her words, Luo Zijin frowned:

"Recently, my love talk skills have improved."

The author has something to say: I'm a little late today, I kneel down and apologize qaq