When I came out after washing the dishes, I found that Geng Nansong didn't even enter the study, but just sat on the sofa, with the computer on his lap and the news broadcast on the TV that was about to end.

Tong Huan was inexplicably happy when he saw this scene, and happily wanted to hum a song.

Sitting on the couch, after getting the answer that he didn't watch TV, he randomly switched a few stations. But there was nothing else to see, and in the end I returned to the CCTV news channel.

After thinking about it, there was really no TV series he wanted to watch, Tong Huan relaxed his shoulders and leaned back on the sofa, raised his mobile phone in front of him and began to scroll through Weibo.

Dispirited... Comfortable!

I think it is to fit the overall decoration style of the living room, and the sofa is made of black leather. The May day was getting hotter, and the cold rubbing on the leather sofa on the skin relieved the weight of dinner.

One didn't pay attention, Tong Huan slipped away and fell down from the back of the sofa. It happened too quickly, and before she could react, the back of her head hit a hard place, and then she fell down weightlessly.

I didn't expect that the place where the back of the head landed this time was just right, neither soft nor hard. It's just that when Tong Huan saw another face facing her...

To be honest, it's still quite embarrassing.

Geng Nansong's face was a little distorted, and he rubbed his shoulder, which felt like he was going to be crushed, and held the notebook that was originally on his lap away, and he had to control his numb leg not to move, so as not to turn his wife who was pillowing on his lap upside down...

To be honest, it's still a bit difficult.

Fortunately, he Geng Nansong has been through ups and downs for so many years, and he also has some strength!

"It's okay! Where did it hit? I just didn't sit still!"

"It's okay, wife..."

Tong Huan was stunned, this was the first time he had called her that. Looking at Geng Nansong's unfinished expression, she asked with a little weakness: "... What's wrong?"

"Why don't you just put it on my lap next time?

Tong Huan was dumbfounded.......

......

......

"In the rice cooker... I made a reservation for white porridge, and I can eat it when I put it up. You know where to put the sugar and side dishes, right?"

Half-asleep and half-awake, Tong Huan vaguely felt that the people around him had gotten up. Trying to open his eyes that seemed to be glued together, he said a word to the vague figure.

After waiting for a while and not waiting for a response, Tong Huan wanted to struggle to get out of bed, but was gently wrapped back in the quilt.

"Sleep, I'm going to work. I didn't come back for dinner at noon, I had a good dream...."

The voice in his ears was too gentle, with a strong sense of sleep, and Tong Huan fell into a dark sleep again...

When she woke up again, it was half past nine on her phone.

Opened the curtains with the remote control, and it was another sunny day. The whole room lit up at once, and some sleepiness was swept away.

After washing up, he hastily drank half a bowl of porridge, and Tong Huan went into his room to continue sorting out the materials.

Pre-Qin....

Qin Han

Tang and Song

Ming and Qing dynasties

....

First of all, it is necessary to sort out the historical materials and the research materials of later generations, and then there is your own understanding and research, and then you can start the trial on your face, and finally you have to combine whether it is operable, and you also need to consider the viewing and display effect of the video......

Although it's just a simple makeup, the hard work behind it can't be seen.

"Drop—"

The camera rang, Tong Huan leaned in to take a look, and found that there was no power.

While she was sorting out the materials, she was recording videos about her real-time learning. Moved the camera out to charge, only to find out that it was already more than two o'clock in the afternoon...

I don't really want to eat, so I nibble on a cucumber and eat it.

Taking advantage of the good light in the afternoon, Tong Huan began to try on makeup on his face. If the makeup of each dynasty has its own characteristics, then the shape of the eyebrows and lips is the shining point that shows its characteristics.

So the focus of this video, Tong Huan also put on the display of eyebrow shape and lip shape.

......

Time passed, the sky darkened slightly, and the brightness in the room was not enough. Tong Huan tried to turn on the light, but the light from the ordinary ceiling lamp installed in the room always had a shadow on his face, and the effect was not good.

It will take another day for her newly bought fill light to arrive, and it is estimated that Geng Nansong will also get off work, and Tong Huan, who drank a few mouthfuls of porridge and nibbled on half a cucumber in a day, is really a little hungry. I just took off my makeup and ran out to prepare dinner.

Six...

Tong Huan glanced at the time, and he didn't know if he would work overtime?

I took out my mobile phone and sent a WeChat message to Geng Nansong: "What time do you get off work? Can you start cooking now? Two dishes and one soup, within an hour?"

Open the fridge, because yesterday's restocking is now full of fridges. Tong Huan stood at the door of the refrigerator and began to think about what to eat at night.

......

"Ding Dong~" The WeChat icon in the lower right corner of the desktop flashed. Geng Nansong clicked on it and saw Tong Huan's message, an hour?

He glanced at his work assignment, and he was almost tailing...

His usual work habits told him that he should work overtime, and although these tasks were not very important and the deadline was still far away, he was used to completing all the plans for today.

It's six o'clock, and it's about twenty minutes to drive home...

He had to admit that although the habit was stubborn, now his new idea was: leave work early and go straight home...

Clicking on the document that was transmitted, after reading two lines, Geng Nansong found that he was a little inattentive, and his work efficiency was a little low...

Hesitation is not his style...

"Okay, get home by seven. ”

After replying to Tong Huan's WeChat, Geng Nansong exhaled slightly and refocused on his work.

...

"Buzz... Buzz..."The mobile phone on the table vibrate, Geng Nansong turned off the alarm clock set for half past six, turned it off on time without delay, and cleaned up the documents on the table.

After a sweep of the tail checks, get up and leave the office.

When it comes to the IT industry, the general impression is that of programmers. And when it comes to programmers, they can't do without the elements of a single dog, baldness, overtime and sudden death.

When Geng Nansong pushed open the door of the office and went out, he saw that most of the workstations were still full. Indeed, it is still relatively rare for them to get off work.

Walk out of the company without squinting and take the elevator to the underground parking garage.

There were many unexpected people in the elevator, so much so that Geng Nansong was stunned. He had never seen an elevator with so many people, even though the high-rise office building in the heart of the city was home to a variety of corporate headquarters.

The elevator door was about to close, and there was a sound of a stop outside. "Wait a minute!

In the next second, someone pressed the door button, and the elevator door opened again.

And the one standing panting at the door happened to be someone Geng Nansong knew.

The man gasped and entered the elevator, unbuttoning the top button of his shirt, and his hair seemed to be out of shape because of the chase.

"Brother Geng, you won't call me after work!"