In order to prevent any accidents from happening the day after tomorrow, Feng Jing made a careful plan. After the crew wrapped up at noon the day after tomorrow, he would ask the rice noodles to drive him directly to Jiang Ran's house.

At noon, he was in charge of cooking as an apology for running away last time. After that, they had an afternoon to watch movies, chat, and walk the dog. After dinner, they could cultivate the atmosphere a little and then they could start doing what they loved to do.

Everything could be done before twelve o 'clock!

Just as he was thinking about this, Qin Fan called.

Feng Jing frowned and picked up impatiently, "What's the matter?"

"I forgot to tell you that Bunny will be releasing a limited edition perfume for Christmas. They want you to go and shoot a commercial poster. You can go the day after tomorrow during the crew's break."

Feng Jing, "…"

Capitalists really won't let go of any opportunity to exploit the working people!

He cursed Qin Fan a million times in his heart and sent a message to Jiang Ran gloomily.

Feng Jing, "I just got a temporary job. I have to shoot a commercial poster for Bunny in the afternoon the day after tomorrow. We might not be able to eat lunch together."

Feng Jing, "But the poster shouldn't take long. I'll go and find you after work."

You can order takeout for lunch. I'll cook in the evening.

Jiang Ran, "Okay, I'll wait for you (^ ^ *)"

Feng Jing, "[Heart]"

Although the time to chat and walk the dog in the afternoon was taken away, fortunately, it didn't affect the big event in the evening.

Maybe it was because of the support of the "big event", Feng Jing was particularly energetic for the next two days.

When he went to Bunny's studio, the famous stylist that Bunny had specially invited, An Yi, was already waiting inside.

Seeing An Yi, Feng Jing's expression changed slightly. He had already predicted that the netizens would probably say, "Our Hazel used An Yi as her personal stylist, and your Best Actor Feng also hired him. Hahaha, what a follower."

"Best Actor Feng, do you have mixed feelings when you see me?" An Yi stood up and walked towards him.

Feng Jing looked at his eye-catching light blonde hair and long, straight legs and smiled at him. "I was just thinking that Bunny is indeed very generous. They even managed to invite Almighty An to shoot an advertisement poster."

The person in charge of Bunny overheard their conversation and quickly jumped out with a smile. "Of course, of course. The best model should be accompanied by the best stylist."

Feng Jing smiled noncommittally and asked him, "How long will today's shoot take?"

The person in charge replied, "If everything goes well, it should be over in two hours."

Feng Jing nodded and followed An Yi to get styled.

An Yi, who was known as the "magician", lived up to his reputation. He seemed to casually grab Feng Jing's hair a few times, which changed his whole aura.

Because the perfume was a limited edition Christmas perfume, when he styled Feng Jing, he also chose Christmas colors appropriately.

Feng Jing didn't have a good impression of An Yi because he was Mo Zhen's personal stylist. But now, looking at his masterpiece, he appreciated him a little more.

He always appreciated people with real skills.

An Yi spent nearly an hour styling Feng Jing. After he was done, they immediately entered the shooting stage.

Although Feng Jing was not a professional model, he had shot the cover of many fashion magazines before. When facing the camera, he knew how to express himself very well.

With the cooperation of him and the photographer, the shooting finished on time.

Feng Jing simply removed his makeup, changed back into his own clothes and was ready to leave.

The person in charge next to him walked him all the way and told him about the next promotion work. "We will try to photoshop the poster in two days. When the time comes, we will put it on Weibo first. I hope Best Actor Feng can help to repost it."

"Yes, I will."

"Okay, take care." The person in charge watched him enter the elevator and then went back to work.

After Feng Jing got into the car, he raised his hand and looked at the time. It was already half past three.

It was not too late. He should be able to arrive at Jiang Ran's house at four o 'clock.

"Mi Xiao, let's go to Zhenshui Village first." He told Michel, who was driving.

After experiencing the night of his birthday, Michel was obviously much calmer about him going to Zhenshui Village. "Got it."

"I plan to stay there all afternoon. You can pick me up at half past ten in the evening."

"Okay."

When they arrived at Jiang Ran's house, Feng Jing first tidied up his clothes and hair before he rang the doorbell.

"Woof woof!" Er Huang's voice immediately came from inside, followed by Jiang Ran's brisk footsteps.

Seeing her open the door for him, Feng Jing couldn't help laughing. "Sorry to keep you waiting for so long."

"No, come in first." Jiang Ran pulled him in and hung his coat on the hanger.

Feng Jing took off his mask and hat and handed the pink paper bag in his hand to Jiang Ran. "Is this for you?"

Jiang Ran glanced at it curiously and recognized that it was Bunny's paper bag. "What's in it?"

"Perfume, a Christmas limited edition, not on the market yet."

Feng Jing rubbed her soft hair and looked at her with a smile. "Their person in charge gave it to me. I can just use it to present it to Buddha."

"Wow, really?"

Usually, things with the word "limited" were more attractive, not to mention that this thing was not on the market yet.

Jiang Ran couldn't wait to open it and take a look. At first glance, her heart was pierced by the pink perfume bottle. "It's so cute!

Judging from my experience as a buyer, this perfume will definitely sell well! "

The perfume bottle was decorated with a delicate bow, decorated with Christmas red and green. The iconic rabbit ears on the bottle were soft and cute.

"This perfume seems to be called Pink Snow Sweetheart. It smells very fresh. Smell it."

"Okay."

Jiang Ran opened it and sprayed it. The sweet orange was mixed with several fruity flavors. It was sweet but not greasy and refreshing. "It smells good. It's very suitable for winter."

"The smell will get fresher and fresher. Although I think it's good, if you use this perfume, we won't be the same."

Jiang Ran was amused by Feng Jing's words. "Then I'll spray it on you too. This way, we'll be the same."

As she spoke, she really sprayed it on Feng Jing's head and smiled. "Aren't you a sweetheart?"

"Don't. You're more suitable to be a sweetheart."

Feng Jing smiled and held her hand. He kissed her forehead. "Okay, I'm going to cook. Otherwise, our little cutie Ranran will be hungry tonight."

Jiang Ran went to the room to put the perfume away. After playing with Er Huang for a while, she looked curiously into the kitchen to see what Feng Jing was doing.

She took her phone and quietly approached the kitchen.

Feng Jing, who was busy cutting vegetables, heard footsteps and looked back.

Jiang Ran was holding her phone to take a picture of him. He smiled at the camera and asked her, "What are you secretly taking pictures of?"

Jiang Ran said, "This time, it's not a picture. It's a video."

As she spoke, she walked into Feng Jing. First, she took a picture of his face. Then, she pointed the camera at the vegetables on the chopping board. "Wow, the vegetables cut by Best Actor Feng are not as good-looking as him."

Feng Jing laughed and wanted to block her camera with his hand. Jiang Ran dodged his claws and pointed the camera at him again. "Don't be shy. Although you don't look good cutting, it's enough that you're good-looking. As the saying goes, men who cook are the most handsome. Continue cutting and don't worry about me."

Feng Jing: "…"

She was holding her phone to him, so how could he concentrate on cutting vegetables?

Jiang Ran, on the other hand, acted like a reporter and interviewed him. "How many times has Movie King Feng cooked?"

Feng Jing said, "I haven't counted. I don't cook often, but I do cook occasionally."

"Then who usually cooks for you?"

"When I'm on set, I usually eat box lunches. When I'm not working, my assistant does it."

"Then do you think the food cooked by my assistant is delicious?"

"It's not as delicious as yours."

"Okay, I'm going to edit this and show it to your assistant."

Feng Jing finally couldn't help but block her camera. "Do you still want to eat tonight? Go out and play with Er Huang."

"Woof!"

Er Huang had unknowingly entered the kitchen. When it heard Feng Jing calling it, it wagged its tail and looked at him.

Jiang Ran turned around and pointed the camera at Er Huang. "Er Huang, are you hungry?"

"Woof, woof."

"Then let's go out and wait for him to cook and feed us, okay?"

"Woof, woof."

Jiang Ran finally led Er Huang out. Feng Jing looked at their backs, leaned against the cupboard, and laughed for a while before continuing to cut vegetables.

He only made three dishes and one soup in total, but it took a lot of time. By the time he was done, it was almost six o 'clock.

Jiang Ran and Er Huang both surrounded him. The dishes Feng Jing was cooking could only be considered average, but because they were made by Best Actor Feng, their value naturally increased a lot.

Jiang Ran picked up her chopsticks and tasted the shredded potatoes. She blinked at him. "It's better than I imagined."

Feng Jing pursed his lips. "How bad did you think it was?"

"Hahahaha, it's okay. Try it yourself."

Feng Jing had already tasted the dishes before he brought them out. If it was really bad, this dish wouldn't have had the chance to appear on the dining table.

Jiang Ran scooped rice for the two of them and fed Er Huang a piece of meat. She pulled out a chair and sat down. "Don't eat first. I'll take a photo as a memento."

She took out her phone and took a family photo of the three colors and one soup on the table. Only then did she allow Feng Jing to eat.

While eating, the two of them chatted first.

Jiang Ran thought of the Weibo she had recently seen and asked Feng Jing curiously, "Meng Xingchuan is your good friend, right?"

"Yes, why?"

"I saw that Weibo has been hyping up his relationship with Yu Yao recently. Is it true?"

Feng Jing laughed. "You said it was hyped up. How could it be true?"

However, he couldn't guarantee whether it would be true or not. "I heard from Qin Fan that he and Yu Yao will appear on a variety show together in the future. It's probably an artiste pretending to be in a relationship."

"Wow, it sounds so exciting last time."

Just as they were chatting, Feng Jing's phone rang. He thought it was about work again. He was a little unhappy at first. However, when he took the phone and looked at it, he realized that it was actually "Queen Mother" calling.

"My mother?"

When Jiang Ran heard these two words, she suddenly became nervous. "Your mother?"

"Yes." His mother rarely called him. He didn't know what was going on.

He picked up the phone and asked in confusion, "Mom, what's wrong?"

Feng Jing's mother sounded a little anxious and spoke quickly. "Feng Jing, your sister is in the hospital."

Feng Jing frowned and said to the person on the other end of the phone, "Which hospital?

I'll come over right away. "