The business scene changed the subject: "Are you staying overnight tonight and eating more?"

He Jiang put a leek dumpling for Shang Jing: "Come on, go to my room to sleep when you're full, don't stay here."

Shang Jing: "I'm not sleepy. I want to see you filming. Why didn't you tell me when you were filming at night? I won't send messages during the day and it will affect your sleep."

He Jiang always responds to his messages in seconds, except in the middle of filming, He Jiang will also hand over his mobile phone to his assistant.

Shang Jing finished sending the message in one second, and the assistant would contact him the next second to say that He Jiang was filming, how many minutes it would take.

The sense of security is enough, but Shang Jing will also feel sorry for He Jiang in turn.

Shang Jing took He Jiang's hand and looked at his thumb carefully. The light was dim, and Shang Jing looked closer, but couldn't find the frostbite.

Did he really miss it?

Shang Jing pressed the small tube in the pocket of the down jacket, and he even went to the dermatologist to prescribe frostbite cream.

And the doctor didn't even see it was fake.

He Jiang pulled his hand back: "It's said that the makeup artist's handwriting, you don't believe it."

Shang Jing glared at him: "You always lie to me and have no credibility, understand?"

The air was freezing cold, and a cloud of white air would be exhaled without saying a word.

Shang Jing's cheeks were slightly red from the cold, like the last apple on the branch.

He Jiang opened his military coat and jacket, wrapped the business dog and rubbed it fiercely: "I have no credibility? Are you afraid of another person holding a gun at you?"

Shang Jing pressed close to He Jiang and said honestly, "I'm afraid."

In the mobile game Eat Chicken, shooting at teammates will not cause damage to teammates. In group melee, most players shoot a shuttle of bullets directly, but He Jiang will not. Even if the enemy and Shang Jing face each other, he will never On the commercial scene, he cared for his wife in every detail.

He Jiang sighed: "My wife really loves me."

Shang Jing: "What do you say!"

Fifteen minutes passed quickly, and He Jiang returned to the topic: "Go to my room and warm the bed."

Shang Jing: "Don't..."

He Jiang kissed the corner of his eye: "I'm too sleepy to open my eyes."

Shang Jing said wisely: "You must have shot when you were filming later. I won't be sleepy after listening to it."

He Jiang gave a "haha": "You are quite self-aware. Xiaobei, come in."

Xiaobei opened the door and came in: "Boss?"

He Jiang: "Send Shang Jing back to my dormitory."

What Shang Jing wanted to say, He Jiang threatened: "Do you want to go back to the dormitory to sleep, or let me book a flight ticket for you?"

Shang Jing scolded and walked out, and wanted to wrong the good person: "I don't dare to let me watch the emotional drama next, right?"

He Jiang smiled, but did not refute.

There will be no emotional drama tonight. The highlight of He Jiang and the other actors is the nighttime ambush. Your teeth will be frozen. There will be wind and snow, but no romance.

After Shang Jing returned, he quickly got into He Jiang's bed to warm up the bed.

Speaking of which, after he regained his memory, they only slept in the same bed once, and tomorrow is the second time.

Last time... not to mention it.

Shang Jing quickly fell asleep and set an alarm for himself at 5 o'clock, because He Jiang finished work at 5 o'clock.

At four o'clock in the morning, the work on the set was coming to an end. Today's filming went well unexpectedly. The big scenes were all over at one time. Everyone hurriedly said good morning and went to sleep.

There is no insect chirping on winter nights, and if there is no wind noise, it can be said that everything is quiet.

He Jiang went to bed lightly, and as soon as he lifted the quilt, the warm warmth rushed to his face, like the freshly baked bread in the bakery. Sigh.

Is this the feeling that my wife's ticket is hot on the kang head? It's too beautiful.

If he can hug the business scene every time he finishes filming, He Jiang can be open all year round.

He Jiang just thought about how Shang Jing could do the job of an assistant, just work hard and buy a million pianos for his wife.

He Jiang reached out and took the mobile phone beside Shang Jing's pillow, unlocked it, and canceled the alarm clock in one go.

There is insufficient heating in the room, and the quilt can clearly feel the wind blowing in when the quilt is moved. The sudden coldness made Shang Jing subconsciously shrink under the quilt, and after being forcibly hugged by He Jiang, he burrowed into Leng Yuan's arms again.

Both hands were pulling the quilt everywhere, and finally found a warm place, a comfortable angle, and stopped moving.

At seven o'clock in the morning, when it was the prescribed time to get up for the exam, Shang Jing woke up naturally.

He looked at the light from the sky, and then at He Jiang, who used himself as a pillow, struggling to get up.

When he pressed the palm of his hand, he realized that he had covered He Jiang's abdominal muscles for two hours as a hand warmer.

No wonder he was dreaming about showing off the hand warmer to Zhuang Qin, who was filming, and asked him to place an order too.

It feels really good in the hand, but it will look like a hooligan.

Shang Jing's cheeks flushed red, he took out his palm and patted his face, and found that... his palm was hotter than his face, and just touching it made his mouth dry.

He didn't forget that He Jiang had the urge to get up, and he patiently grinded with him for ten minutes before he freed himself without waking up He Jiang.

He Jiang didn't go to bed until five o'clock, so he didn't have to eat breakfast, and he could have lunch at twelve o'clock.

The weather is cold, and takeout is easy to get cold. The crew hired chefs to cook uniformly to ensure that they can eat hot after each scene.

Shang Jing strolled to the back kitchen to see what to eat today.

Everyone in the crew knew that He Jiang had a boyfriend. No matter what the last scene was, he would become a wife-loving madman and chat with Shang Jing remotely.

The people who come and go are all celebrities, and one more business scene is not new. At most, feel that the news on the Internet cannot be trusted.

Seeing the business scene, the chef in charge lifted his eyelids: "It will take ten minutes for the lamb chop soup."

Shang Jing: "No, I'm just here to see if I can cook by myself."

Chef: "Are you interested in cooking?"

Shang Jing paused for a while, but he couldn't say he was interested. He just felt that He Jiang was filming to support his family.

"I'm not good at cooking... I'm afraid I'll cause you trouble."

The chef is very enthusiastic: "Come on, I'll teach you how to make seafood stew."

"It's very simple. First, fry the cabbage, fried peanuts, dried seafood, and bacon with onion, ginger, and garlic, then pour the soaked raw rice on top, cover the pot and simmer for 40 minutes, and then stir-fry evenly."

The chef taught Shangjing to make a pot, poured his money into the professor, and said, "This pot is for the group B who got up early. At about ten o'clock, I will prepare it for the group A...that is, your husband's group."

"Is it simple?"

Business Head: "Simple."

The chef solemnly handed the big spoon to Shang Jing: "I'll give you a chance to try it out. You'll make the next pot. It doesn't matter if you mess it up. You've even cooked porridge. Group A has just woken up, and most people will drink it. Porridge."

"The advantage of you being in charge is that what your husband likes to eat, you can add more, and what your husband doesn't like, don't add it. It's not easy for celebrities like me to cook."

The chef pointed to a side dish in the kitchen: "Add whatever you want."

"Master, what about you?"

The chef whispered: "I'm sleepy, I'm sleeping next door, you can help me, call me if you have anything."

"Oh, okay, you have a good rest." In order to ensure that the kitchen has something hot to eat at any time, the chef is busy all day, which is really hard.

Shang Jing quickly recalled the main points and felt that it was OK. At ten o'clock, he began to operate.

Everything went smoothly. When putting the ingredients, Shang Jing held the spatula and thought for a moment.

The seafood braised rice was a little greasy. When He Jiang woke up in the morning, it would be better to eat some coarse grains first.

Thirty minutes later, Shang Jing lifted the lid of the pot through a damp cloth and wanted to pick up the purple potato first.

"Xiaojing..." He Jiang came over, looking energetic.

Shangjing put the lid back on, and it was hot.

"What are you cooking?" He Jiang walked over and lifted the lid of the pot, then froze for a moment, "This is...?"

Why does this pot of rice look poisoned? Blue and purple.

Shang Jing innocently said: "I just put a few purple potatoes and wanted to borrow some firepower."

Who knew that purple potatoes would be so dyed, the rice was no longer crystal clear, and the peanuts were like black foam at the mouth.

but! The taste of the seafood stew is still very strong, it just doesn't sell well.

He Jiang: "Well done."

While speaking, Director Fatty rushed in, "I'm starving to death, what's lunch? Hiss... This pot won't be poisoned?"

Shang Jing hid behind He Jiang in shame.

He Jiang looked at ease: "I did it, any opinions?"

When the director saw Shang Jing behind He Jiang, he immediately understood that on the first day of his wife's arrival, He Jiang could get up early to cook for Shang Jing even overnight. OK.

"I don't think your cooking skills on variety shows are like this. Are you not used to big iron pans?"

He Jiang: "One more thing, you basically say goodbye to this pot of rice."

"Eat, eat, eat, even if I'm poisoned." The director took the bowl and chopsticks and shoveled it down. The stewed rice was missing a big corner.

He Jiang also filled two bowls and went to the lounge with Shang Jing to eat.

"It's delicious, thank you wife."

Shang Jing red ears, "It's not a variety show, don't call it that."

He Jiang: "Can't you? But you promised me a wedding business before."

Shang Jing turned his head suddenly: "What?"

He Jiang kindly explained: "In the memory you lost, you have promised to help me get back the money I posted over the years."

Shang Jing: "How can you take what you said with amnesia seriously, didn't you cancel it?"

This seems like a scumbag's remarks, but what Shang Jing wanted to say is that He Jiangming knew that he had misunderstood before forcing marriage, so why not just perfunctory.

He Jiang raised his face: "Why, do you want to escape from marriage?"

Shang Jing: "No...that's, why did you have a wedding so easily?"

You and Zenfino deserve to be people who wear a pair of trousers.

He Jiang: "Is it easy? I tried my best to beg my wife to give me a four-month grace period, but...you said you don't have time to study for the exam in the future, so you have to finish it right away."

Shang Jing bowed his head in shame, looking like he was forcing marriage... like a fool.

He Jiang played with him, and he played too much. Aren't you afraid that he would recover his memory and run away? Such a big star, can you afford to lose this person?

He Jiang squeezed his face with both hands: "Why are you perfunctory, I'm very happy, I just want to use the wedding to trap you, even if we don't have a marriage certificate, the whole world knows that you are a married man, I don't think anyone has eyes. ."

"overbearing."

Shang Jing quickly took two mouthfuls of purple seafood rice, his cheeks bulged and his eyelashes flashed.

He Jiang: "What do you think, we have a wedding, and I have been popular before, pretending to be a celebrity we know very well, do you want to give some money?"

Shang Jing: "Yes."

He Jiang: "Is it cool to receive some money from your imaginary rival?"

Business View: "It's cool."

He Jiang: "Then you agreed?"

"Well……"

Seeing Shang Jing, He Jiang was just drenched in food and didn't raise any objections, knowing that the wedding was secure.

I want to increase the funds by 20 million immediately.

He got up early, and only he and the director woke up all night in group A. The director was still hungry, and it was estimated that he would go back to sleep soon.

With two more hours than the others, He Jiang opened the address book and called them one by one.

"The slot in March next year is free."

"I don't know the exact date. I'll go back and ask the master to count it as a good day."

"Notify you in advance."

"You single dog know what the process is."

"Uncle, you are planning to have a wedding in March next year. You are in Australia, so of course you need to know in advance."

"Mom, how did you count the days when the daughter of the Wang family had a wedding last time?"

Shang Jingfan couldn't eat anymore. After He Jiang finished calling his mother, he grabbed his mobile phone, "Calm down."

How dare you say the bullshit request for one month to be spared, anyway, first determine the date.

Ding Ding - The phone vibrates.

He Jiang: "It must have come to ask me if the ten days in the schedule are enough."

Shang Jing heard the words and pressed the answer without looking at it.

Over there: "Wedding—"

Shang Jing: "I'm sorry, don't mess with He Jiang, the wedding is not yet in sight."

There was a stunned moment, and Dad He said, "No more?"

The old father just wanted to ask He Jiang if he would invite the top management of the company. Anyway, He Jiang had put on the name of vice president in the company.

Shang Jing was stunned, covered his mouth and threw the phone to He Jiang.

Why do you keep changing your dad's notes!

Last time it was the boss of a certain development site, this time it was the president of a certain shopping mall.

He Jiang took the call: "Dad, don't worry, it will be finished in March. If you have time, help me see how to get the invitations from the seventh aunt and the eight aunts."

Shang Jing stared at He Jiang and hung up the phone before he said, "What are your remarks? Are you waiting to trick me on purpose?"

He Jiang: "This is my dad's busy career recently. My mom said that I don't care enough about my family's career expansion, and I don't know my dad as well as the dad in the script, and I can carefully figure out the character's psychology and ask me to understand it carefully. Mr. He's work."

Shang Jing: "That's how you know it?"

He Jiang shook his phone: "How clear is it?"

Shang Jing didn't want to touch He Jiang's cell phone recently: "Take it away, thank you."

This time, how scary.

He Jiang: "blame me, I'll change my dad."

The time for the two of them to talk always passed quickly, and the filming began in the afternoon until the early morning.

Shang Jing ordered He Jiang to take a nap and was asked to warm the bed.

He closed his eyes for a while, then turned over and stared at He Jiang's deep and handsome brows.

The wedding is about to be held, do you want to have a simple marriage proposal?

Everyone is a man, and Shangjing never thought that who must do this, but the result is certain, and the process is the same for whoever does it.

He Jiang has been busy recently, so it would be good if he came.

Life needs little surprises, and simple rituals need unexpected surprises.

Two days later, one of He Jiang's assistants came from S City to replace Cai Minmin, who was on early annual leave.

He brought a box ordered by Shang Jing, but he went to the villa area for a long time to find it, and Shang Jing told him not to open it.

The assistant didn't know what it was, but Shangjing ordered two men's plain rings at the counter in S City and asked him to bring them over.

It's probably all about marriage proposals.

That night, Shang Jing dressed more formally and waited for He Jiang to come back under the covers.

He Jiang's scene was filmed at eleven o'clock, and as soon as he came back, he went to bed, sucked a business puppy, and was full of energy.

Shang Jing pushed He Jiang away like a large dog licking a small dog, and cleared his throat: "I have something for you."

He Jiang looked at Shang Jing's expression and couldn't help but look forward to it.

Shang Jing has never officially said what to give him, and he still regrets the birthday cake he missed last time.

Shang Jing mysteriously took out something from under the quilt: "Look!"

He Jiang's moved expression disappeared when he saw the skull.

He remembered that this ugly skull was from the "Before Marriage" variety show. When the program team asked them to go to the workshop to make clay, Shang Jing rejected his proposal for a couple's decoration and made a skull for his own amusement.

After the cooking was finished, the program team sent it to the house, Bai Sensen's, anyway, He Jiang has never been seen again.

Emperor He tried his best to adjust his expression, but it was also made by Shang Jing himself.

When he was about to accept the sickness in return for a long kiss, Shang Jing frowned: "What are you doing, open it."

Only then did He Jiang realize that the white porcelain was not complete, and there was another gap in the middle.

When he opened it and saw what was inside, he was stunned.

Shang Jing blushed and said, "When I pinched this skull, didn't you say you really wanted to see what was in my head?"

"Well, I'll show you, this is it."

I want to marry you.

He Jiang's eyes were slightly red, and he took out two rings from his skull. After a while, he took Shang Jing's left hand and slowly put one of the smaller rings on Shang Jing's ring finger.

"Put me on."

Shang Jing wondered: "Can I wear a ring while filming?"

He Jiang: "Put it on first, and take care of so much."

Shang Jing held the ring and put it on He Jiang with a blushing face.

He Jiang coaxed, "Come on, husband."

Shang Jing hugged He Jiang's waist and buried himself in his arms, warning: "Don't take an inch."

He's a little ashamed of his native language for calling her husband.

He Jiang hugged Tiantian's wife and closed her eyes fiercely.

Damn, if it wasn't for the first time he left his wife for treatment, he would have been doing business puppies a hundred and eighty times in the past few days.