Take advantage of the void

The sound of the alarm pierced the quiet air, and the person lying on the bed opened his eyes almost immediately.

Because the curtains are very good at blocking light, the light in the bedroom is very dark. Song Lingyi just woke up, his brain was still in a daze, and he thought it was still night for a moment.However, the next moment he was fully awake, wiped his face with his hands, got out of bed and walked around wearing only a pair of underwear.

He quickly cleaned up, chose a set of simple clothes to change into, and asked Xiao Tang to help prepare the ingredients the day before, so he took them and left now.

When stepping out of the elevator, he ran into a familiar figure head-on, it was his manager Zhou Ren.

"It's really early." Zhou Ren looked at Song Lingyi from head to toe, and said sarcastically.

Song Lingyi raised his eyebrows: "You are early too! Do you need me?"

"It's not earlier, why is it before you go out? I really have something to talk to you about, so it doesn't matter if you go a little later?"

"It's important, I can only give you 5 minutes."

Zhou Ren's anger almost came up. He took a deep breath and pushed his glasses: "I talked about an endorsement for you. You can watch the contract signing and shoot a short video next week."

"next week?"

"something wrong?"

"..."

"It was you who said that you wanted to accept some high-priced advertising endorsements, but now you don't want to shoot?"

"It's not that I don't want to shoot, it's because of my current situation..."

Zhou Ren sneered: "What's the matter with you, why didn't I see it? I think you are doing well, with all hands and feet, alive and kicking."

Song Lingyi said angrily: "Is it interesting that you are so eccentric?"

Zhou Ren paused, tried his best to suppress his temper, and said, "If it's really impossible, I'll ask your guy for a leave of absence. I don't think he will be so unreasonable that he won't let you leave even a single step?"

"...Give me the contract, and I'll take a look back."

Song Lingyi took the document from Zhou Ren and hurried past him to go out.

"Be careful, don't let anyone catch you." Zhou Ren couldn't help reminding him as he looked at his hurried back.

"So what if it's photographed? Aren't celebrities allowed to have friends?"

But is that your ordinary friend?Damn, I'm so tired.

Zhou Ren didn't bother to complain, he just said: "Anyway, don't make trouble, just trouble me to clean up the mess for you."

Song Lingyi replied coldly, "No", and he had gone a long way.

Zhou Ren shook his head secretly.

Song Lingyi is now familiar with Qi Anju's house, even though it's only been a few days, he actually feels more familiar than his own house.

Considering Qi Anju's work and rest habits and the time it takes to prepare breakfast, it was not yet 7 o'clock when he arrived.

Qi Anju is no stranger to having someone come to him every day to report. Although he feels that he is far from being unable to take care of himself as a man, he does not need another person to take care of him 24 hours a day. He has also made it clear to Song Ling Yi asked him not to come again, but Song Lingyi still showed up on time the next day, as if he completely forgot what he said.

Qi Anju had never dealt with such a thick-skinned person before, and Song Lingyi was the first one he met. Judging from this level, he probably won't meet him again in the future.However, Song Lingyi had good intentions again, but this kind of kindness could not be refused.

Is it necessary to be so eager to treat old classmates from the past?Even relatives may not be able to do this, right?Qi Anju was really puzzled.

Song Lingyi seemed unaware of Qi Anju's indifferent attitude.He put the washed rice into the casserole, added enough water at one time, and simmered over a slow fire, remembering not to stir it halfway.

He had asked Xiao Tang for advice. The porridge cooked in this way was sticky and soft, but the grains were distinct. It was very appetizing to eat with pickles.

The steps are very simple, and the final product is quite good. When the faint rice fragrance gradually diffused, even he himself felt a little twitching his index finger.After steaming a few quick-frozen steamed buns, the simple breakfast is done.

Qi Anju was called over to eat, Song Lingyi served the porridge in front of him, and stuffed a spoon in his hand.

"It's very hot, wait to drink it." Song Lingyi warned worriedly.

Qi Anju instantly felt that he had degenerated into a kindergarten kid.

The author has something to say: Duan Xiaojun is online again, the author has done his best =_=