The big shots are jealous of me [Entertainment]

As soon as Song Yan came out of the passage, he saw a tall and straight man in the crowd from a distance.

Short hair, high nose and thin lips, thin face, tight jaw line.

His eyebrows are deep, but his expression is very pale.

A suit, coat, and a gray cashmere scarf outside.

Song Yan put a peaked cap on his head, wore a mask, and waved at him with bent eyes.

Light or dark eyes from the side cast towards him.

Lu Zhen hesitated for a moment, slowly raised his hand, and waved at Song Yan.

When the boy approached, he looked up and down and frowned.

The first sentence I spoke was, "You wear so little?"

Song Yan hummed twice: "Haicheng is not too cold yet."

In Pingcheng autumn, the temperature contrasts greatly. Sometimes it is still summer one day before, and it is already winter the next day.

Song Yan has been filming movies and variety shows outside these days, and forgot the harsh climate in his hometown for a while.

During the conversation, Song Yan had already reached the entrance of the hall. Song Yan walked out, the automatic glass door opened, and a gust of cold wind poured in from the neckline.

Someone grabbed his wrist and pulled him back to the airport hall.

As soon as the back of the neck was warm, the cashmere scarf was draped over softly.

What followed was a big and long coat, which was put on his thin sweater. With the man's warm body temperature, the cold skin was warm and hot in an instant.

Lu Zhen didn't feel it was enough, so she reached out and wrapped the cashmere scarf loosely around his neck: "Don't catch a cold."

Seeing that Song Yan was still refusing, he simply said "I'm not cold", took a long leg, and walked to the side of the road.

Song Yan had no choice but to trot to catch up with his pace, tiptoed beside him and looked up at him: "Aren't you cold? Or you should wear it, I'm in good health! This is nothing!"

Say, take off your coat.

Lu Zhen held him down.

Song Yan's eyebrows were all pulled together, he glanced at Lu Zhen's palm hanging by his side, and stretched out his hand.

Thin white fingers touched his palm tentatively, "Isn't it cold?"

Lu Zhen paused slightly, her fingers clenched inexplicably.

Fingertips lightly touched the slightly hot palm.

He turned his head away, with an indistinct smile on his lips: "It's not cold."

Getting in the car, Lu Zhen asked casually, "How many days will you stay this time?"

Song Yan sat in the car in a regular manner, stretched out two thin white fingers, and gestured in mid-air: "Two days! Tomorrow, I will shoot the commercial of Meters Weiwei, and I will return to the crew to shoot the movie in the morning of the day after tomorrow."

"How long will it take?"

Song Yan calculated: "The filming will probably be finished by the end of December, will you come to the finale banquet then?"

Lu Zhen looked into his shining eyes and hummed slightly.

His dark eyes stayed on top of his head for a second, and he thought about it: "Recently, is there anything unusual?"

Song Yan shook his head: "No, everything is normal."

He approached the man next to him, with a pale face, and lowered his voice mysteriously, "I have mastered the control skill now, and it shouldn't grow out in the future!"

Won't it last longer?

Lu Zhen glanced at the top of his dark head.

Short black hair, soft and fluffy.

That's where the little ears come out.

Pink and tender, soft and hot.

"That's right!" Song Yan suddenly remembered something, turned his head, and met Shang Lu Zhen's dark eyes, "Are you going back to Hong Kong Wangcheng in a while? It just so happens that I can stop by the orphanage for two days!"

After speaking, I was a little tangled.

Sleeping in the orphanage in summer is okay, but winter is coming, I don't know if the quilts in the room are enough, and I have to trouble the old lady in the past, as well as his appetite... It is best to go back after eating.

Lu Zhen looked away, and said lightly: "Well, go back to Hong Kong and look at the city."

After a pause, "I don't need to go back, but all the meat at home should be thrown away."

Song Yan was slightly stunned: "Throw it?"

Lu Zhen nodded: "I bought a bunch of them at a discount in the supermarket a few days ago, so I don't eat badly today."

Song Yan's heart ached: "Then it's fine if you eat it, why throw it away!"

"It's too much, I can't finish it all by myself."

Lu Zhen walked forward, and from the corner of his eyes, the young man looked at him with a desperate look. He turned his head as if he suddenly remembered something, and said with a smile, "How about you help me eat?"

Lu Zhen said there was meat, and sure enough, there was a lot of meat at home.

Pork and beef are available.

It's just that there is only meat, no vegetables!

Not to mention side dishes, not even a green onion!

And also...

Song Yan: "Lu Zhen, haven't you cooked at home since I came last time?"

Lu Zhen was silent: "What?"

Song Yan looked at the neatly arranged seasonings: "Isn't this the way I put it that day?"

Lu Zhen: "..."

Song Yan didn't worry about these things. Lu Zhen is a big boss, so it's normal for him not to cook at home.

He opened the refrigerator and took inventory for a while, then took out his mobile phone to write down the side dishes to buy, and took Lu Zhen to the supermarket downstairs to buy vegetables.

The occupancy rate of Harbor View City is quite high.

Even the supermarket downstairs is booming, and what's more, it's on sale today!

As soon as Song Yan saw the price, he ran over excitedly, grabbed a few recycle bags, and quickly chose among the discounted potatoes with his little hands.

I still didn't forget to turn around and tell: "Lu Zhen, go pick some beans, hurry up, or they will be gone in a while!"

After speaking, he devoted himself to grabbing potatoes.

The aunt next to him took a look at him and was happy: "Young man, you are doing well! Did you buy discounted vegetables?"

He spoke without ambiguity in his hands.

Song Yan smiled and said, "Yeah, save money!"

The aunt nodded wildly in approval: "Yes, yes, save money, young people nowadays, there are not many people who are as thrifty as you, yo, you look pretty handsome! Do you want to go to school or work?"

"It's work!"

"Good work, blabla..."

The old man on the left came over and said kindly, "Young man, you also live in our community? Where do you work?"

……

Lu Zhen stood in front of the shelf and carefully selected the beans according to Song Yan's instructions.

Before the selection was finished, Song Yan had already pushed a bunch of various discounted dishes, and ran over happily, poking them constantly.

Lu Zhen looked down and saw the interface of adding friends on WeChat.

He said calmly, "friend?"

Song Yan nodded his head through several friend requests: "Yes, I just met."

As he spoke, he raised his phone: "This is Aunt Liu from Building 1, this is Uncle Zeng from the 9th floor of Building 15, and Aunt Yu from Building 33..."

Lu Zhen: "?"

Seeing Lu Zhen's puzzled face, Song Yan smiled and said, "Your neighbors!"

He lowered his head and poked it twice, his eyes lit up: "Aunt Liu dragged me into the group!"

"What group?"

"Supermarket discount information exchange group!"

Lu Zhen: "..."

"I'll pull you, you can pass in a while." Song Yan finished his excitement, and finally remembered the beans he asked him to pick, looked down and fell silent.

He was silent for a while, pointing to a few scattered small beans in his pocket, and said in disbelief, "You have been choosing for so long, and you just took... one, two, three, four, five, five beans??"

Lu Zhen put a carefully selected small bean into his pocket, without changing expression: "Now there are six."

Song Yan: "..."

After buying the vegetables, Song Yan pushed the shopping cart and walked to the cashier while talking with Lu Zhen.

Wechat rang a few times suddenly, Song Yan saw it, and immediately lifted his spirits: "Wow, Aunt Liu said that there is an event for the shower gel over there, and there are a lot of gifts after the discount! Lu Zhen, you line up here, I Go grab it!"

After saying the last word, the person has already run five meters away...

Not long after, he ran over with a big bottle in his arms.

Lu Zhen looked at the large bottle of shower gel newly put in the shopping cart, and moved her eyes an inch to the side.

A small boxy box, attached to the body of the shower gel bottle with scotch tape.

Lu Zhen stared at it for a while: "Is this a gift?"

"Yes!"

Lu Zhen looked up at him with deep eyes: "Do you need it?"

Song Yansheng was afraid that he would throw out the super affordable shower gel that he had snatched from thousands of horses, so he nodded quickly: "Of course I need it!"

He clutched the shower gel tightly, "Besides, there are two of us! Even if I don't need it, you can use it!"

Anyway, it's a gift, no matter how it is calculated, it can't be lost hehe.

After half an hour.

Song Yan held the small square box presented as a gift in embarrassment, rubbed his fingertips uneasily on the large characters of "ultra-thin and super cool", and blushed: "Well, I don't seem to really need it. Here , give it to you!"

Lu Zhen reached out and took the ultra-thin and cool small square box.

The fingertips of the two touched together, and separated within a second.

He opened the drawer, put it in, and slammed it shut.

In a low voice, with a little chuckle: "Okay."