This is where the fan exchange will be lucky, every time it is held, a certain prize will be given, and each prize is related to ice, such as his autographed photo, such as the water cup he drank, today is even more heavy, this time the reward is, a white shirt worn by ice himself, it is said that it has not been washed, and there is a taste of ice himself.

This is simply a great temptation for ICE fans.

Gift-giving is in the rush to answer the question.

The questions asked are all related to idolice.

For example, his birthday, the last time he appeared at the airport, the first time he appeared in the media, what clothes he wore in the media, and many other details.

Of course, only true die-hard fans can answer these questions.

Of course, these questions naturally can't help Fu Anan.

She also studied ICE's every move very thoroughly.

But there are actually many die-hard fans like Fu Anan.

So when you rush to answer, it usually depends on luck.

The long-awaited Q&A session has finally arrived.

The president of the official ICE fan support group began to ask questions.

"First question, where was the last time ICE was in the public eye, when, and where!"

Fu Anan quickly replied: "March 20th last Tuesday, in the dark night bar)"

"That's right, Fu Anan has accumulated ten points"

Fu Anan was very happy.

In fact, many people don't know the answer to this question.

Because it is said that ICE was airborne that day, and there was no arrangement for the realization, many people also heard about it afterwards, but they did not know the truth of this matter.

Fu Anan knew so well because he was there at the time.

At that time, I watched the whole process in the VIP private room.

It's just a pity that Ice only sang one song, and then disappeared without a trace.

The president began to ask a second question.

"Second question, what is ice's favorite color?"

A girl next to him replied: "Black, he appeared in the public eye sixteen times, fourteen times he wore a black coat, a black hat and a black mask, and even twelve times his socks were black, ten times black sneakers, so I dare to conclude that his favorite is black." ”

At this time, Fu Anan hurriedly replied: ", I don't think so, his favorite should be dark blue, because the name of his new song is called dark blue, and there is a lyric in it, my favorite is the men's clear sky, so I concluded that his favorite is dark blue, and the black you said is all, the photos taken when she appeared in the public eye, he is a very low-key person, naturally you are black, the most inconspicuous color to hide himself. ”

At the meeting, he said with a smile: "Fu An'an's answer is correct, and he has accumulated ten points."

Fu An'an was excited again.

In terms of details, no one has compared to her.

Because she has to listen to ICE's songs on a loop countless times every night, and she can recite those lyrics by heart, so of course these problems are difficult for her.

The next questions one after another, Fu Anan will almost all of them.

Finally, the president announced: "The winner of today's Q&A session is Fu An'an. So the shirt worn in this case belongs to Fu An'an."

Fu Anan shouted excitedly, grabbed the handle of Xi'an, and kept shaking.

When I came out of the bar, I had a white shirt on my flip.

Fu Anan held her tightly in his arms, took it out and touched it for a while, and put it on the tip of his nose to smell it for a while, he really liked it.

Xie Anqi said next to him: "It's just an unwashed shirt, maybe there is a boy's sweat smell on it, what do you look happy about?"

Fu Anan said: ", this is not the smell of sweat, this is the smell that belongs to him, oh my God, I really can't believe it, I actually got the white shirt she wore, I must hold it to sleep every day in the future, I feel so happy." ”

Xie Anqi shook his head: "You are really exaggerated enough!"

Fu Anan was very happy all day, and went to eat hot pot with Xie Anqi in the evening.

It was late when I went back.

Fu Anan originally thought that Fu Yuecheng must have slept.

But I didn't expect him to sit on the sofa in the living room and watch TV.

Fu An'an is really weird.

Fu Yuecheng has never watched TV before.

And today he still watches childish cartoons, cat and mouse.

Fu Anan looked at him with an iceberg face, and his heart seemed to be pinched hard.

But she was in a good mood today and didn't want to bother with him.

Fu Anan didn't even say hello, and planned to go upstairs directly.

When walking on the stairs, Fu Yuecheng's cold voice suddenly came from behind: "Don't you know that the curfew at home is ten o'clock, you are really getting late to come back now!"

Fu Anan turned around and said, "You don't need to take care of my affairs, you just take care of yourself." ”

Speaking of which, Fu An'an felt very sad in her heart, because this was the first time Fu Yuecheng had spoken to him for so many days, but that cold tone still made her a little unbearable, Fu Anan didn't think about having a good chat with Fu Yuecheng again, so far Fu Anan didn't figure out why Fu Yuecheng was angry, but every time he saw his cold face and that tone of speech, a kind of anger rose in his inexplicable heart, which made the contradiction between them more intense.

Sure enough, after Fu Anan said this, Fu Yuecheng's face became even colder.

Fu Yuecheng said: "You think I want to take care of you, I just don't want my parents to worry about your affairs, you are a girl, it's so late, where did you go?"

As soon as Fu Yuecheng finished speaking, he saw the shirt that Fu Anan was holding in his arms, the white shirt was obviously a men's shirt, and he was holding it as if he was holding a baby.

Fu Yuecheng said, "What are you holding?"

Fu Anan seemed to be afraid of others coveting him, and suddenly hugged his shirt tighter.

Fu Anan said: "This is my boyfriend's shirt, don't worry about it." ”

With that, he turned and went upstairs.

Fu Anan is right, ICE is her boyfriend, although it is one-sided.

But Fu Anan didn't see that Fu Yuecheng's face had completely darkened, and his eyes were unpredictable, and there was an expression that he had never had before.

Boyfriend? Now that he's got a boyfriend?

Could it be that she and Zhao Yanwei have already established a relationship?

But Zhao Yanwei is now filming in Hengdian, and it is impossible for him to send a shirt back as a love object.

Is it someone else?

Fu Anan returned to the room, and his original flawless mood was finally ruined by Fu Yuecheng, and he didn't seem to be so excited when he saw the shirt in his arms.

The next day was the weekend.

The two remained at home.

It's just that my parents have gone to Paris to attend the film festival in the past few days.

Now the two of them are left in the house.

Ping An originally wanted to go out, but today Xie Anqi wanted to go back to his hometown to worship his ancestors, and he didn't know where to go for a while.

Ping An originally planned not to go out for a whole day, so as not to face the iceberg face of Yuanbao.

But by noon, Ping An's stomach was growling with hunger.

Didn't eat breakfast in the morning either.

If she doesn't eat a little more at noon, I'm afraid she will really starve to death.

So Ping An went to the restaurant.

But when I went out safely, it was already two o'clock in the afternoon.

I don't have anything to eat now.

There has never been lettuce and lettuce in the snow garden, and the chefs have controlled it very well, even if there are many of them, they will take them back and pack them and give them to the homeless people on the street.

Moreover, the previous rule is that you must go to the restaurant for dinner, and you can't send it to the room.

Just now, the babysitter has come over and called several times.

But Fu Anan didn't go out.

Everyone really thought she didn't eat it.

So when Fu Anan went to the kitchen, he didn't find anything to eat at all.

The chef now goes to his room to rest.

Fu Anan was also embarrassed to bother others to cook another meal for him.

And Uncle Zhang, the chef of Snow Garden, is still quite temperamental, sometimes he is irritable, and he won't even give his father face, so he can't pick his son at any time.

Fu An'an has grown so big, she is ashamed to say it, she really doesn't touch the spring water with her fingers.

I don't have much interest in cooking.

Sometimes, I can't understand why people like my father are willing to stay in the kitchen, sometimes staying in it for hours, just to have a meal of my mother's favorite braised pork.

Although Fu Anan is a foodie, he has no talent for cooking.

When I was on a whim before, I also learned to cook with Uncle Zhang.

Once she almost blew up the kitchen and caused a fire, which became a shadow in her heart.

Never thought about trying again.

So now, she can't even fry an egg for herself.

However, the refrigerator at home has a lot of fresh ingredients.

Fu Anan was determined to cook himself a bowl of noodles.

This should be the easiest.

Fu Anan took out the egg noodles.

Fu Anan took his mobile phone and searched for the recipe of clear soup noodles.

It's actually very simple.

Fu Anan followed the above steps and did it very smoothly.

It turns out that cooking is really not that hard.

Fu An's heart rejoiced.

Finally, I poured the boiled noodles into a bowl and couldn't help but hum a little song.

Fu Anan held the bowl and planned to go to the restaurant to eat the clear soup noodles he cooked himself.

When he turned around, he saw a figure with a pestle in the doorway.

Fu Anan was startled, and his figure was stunned.

The noodle soup spilled on her hand because of inertia.

And the noodles that had just come out of the pot were hot, and Fu Anan reflexively let go.

A whole bowl of somen noodles fell to the ground.

The soup was all spilled, and half of it was spilled on her call.

Fu Anan screamed.

The whole person who was burned almost had convulsions.

In the next second, he was already hugged horizontally by a force.

Fu Yuecheng directly picked up Fu Anan.

Then place directly on the sink.

Put Fu An'an's feet in the pool.

Turn on the faucet.

The roaring cold water rushed to Fu Anan's feet.

Fu An'an's feet were already red and swollen.

The original burning and painful feeling was suddenly much more comfortable under the cold water.

But faintly it was like a bee had stung.

Fu Anan's tears rushed out in pain.