Wang Dalun kept rubbing his girlfriend's two knees red and bright, and estimated that it was almost there, so he carefully flattened her legs on the sofa and said, "You haven't eaten dinner yet, are you hungry?"

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Fan Ziyi nodded at him pitifully.

"I thought you would come back tomorrow, and I was going to cook a few of your favorite dishes, but now there are only noodles, why don't you put a bowl of mustard and shredded pork noodles and fry a poached egg?" Wang Dalun said with his hands.

"I don't want to eat noodles, do you have cold rice at home? I want to eat egg fried rice. ”

"Okay!"

Although it is egg fried rice, Wang Dalun makes it very elegantly, the ham is diced, and then the carrots and cucumbers are cut, and the hot oil is stir-fried.

While he was busy working in the kitchen, his cell phone rang on the coffee table.

"You pick it up for me. "He's frying rice, and he's not working.

Fan Ziyi's knees can't bend now, and when she struggled to get her phone, she found that there was an interview outline of "Super Interview" next to it.

Because the screen showed the phone number of Wang Dalun's mother, the future Lafayette, she didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly answered it first.

"Hey, Auntie, I'm Ziyi. Fan Ziyi's voice was gentle and affectionate.

"Ziyi, are you back?"

Wang Dalun usually talks to his family on the phone once a week, so Fan Meili knows the whereabouts of the two of them very well.

"Well, I just got home in the evening...... Ouch!"

She replied while trying to get the interview outline, because it was far away, her knee accidentally bent a little, this had just finished rubbing the medicine, the pain had not passed, and it hurt as soon as she bent, and she couldn't help but scream.

"Ziyi, what's wrong?" Fan Meili heard her voice of pain on the phone, and immediately asked nervously.

"It's okay, Auntie, I'm fine. "The injury just now was purely self-inflicted, Fan Ziyi couldn't say it, so she could only say vaguely.

Fan Meili on the other end of the phone was silent for a while, and said in a very serious tone: "Ziyi, you tell Auntie, did Da Lun beat you?"

"Huh?" Fan Ziyi opened her mouth wide and hurriedly said, "No, no, I accidentally fell when I entered the door just now." ”

"Ziyi, if Da Lun really beats you, you are not allowed to hide it for him, see how I clean him up!" Fan Meili obviously didn't believe it.

"No, Auntie, it's really me who accidentally fell ......"

Fan Ziyi couldn't laugh or cry, but she suddenly remembered the comments in the media not long ago about Wang Dalun's "Don't Talk to Strangers", although she hadn't read it, but the comments in the newspaper about Wang Dalun's domestic violence against Mei Ting were very scary.

She immediately said: "Auntie, you shouldn't have watched his performance of "Don't Talk to Strangers", right? Giggles, that's acting, it's all fake, don't take it seriously." ”

probably heard Fan Ziyi laughing, Fan Meili on the other end of the phone was obviously relieved, and at the same time complained: "You said this kid, why do you want to play An Jiahe, who killed a thousand knives." ”

"Auntie, this shows that he acted well!" Fan Ziyi said with a smile, and at the same time she was quite proud that her boyfriend was really at the level of an international actor.

"What do you say to my mother? At this time, Wang Dalun came over with fried rice.

"Auntie, he's here, you tell him. Fan Ziyi chuckled and handed the phone to Wang Dalun, took the fried rice, and ate it deliciously.

"Mom, what's the matter?" Wang Dalun took the phone and said. It was already more than nine o'clock in the evening, and the old lady called at this time, and saw Fan Ziyi smiling so happily, and thought there was something good.

As soon as the old lady on the other end of the phone heard his voice, she immediately shouted: "What do you see? A few days ago, I heard Duoduo say that you have won a good actor, and you are now a star, how can you ......still play any role?"

Wang Dalun looked at his girlfriend with a confused expression, Fan Ziyi held the plate and giggled, almost squirting out the rice in his mouth.

"Mom, you can play any role, what do you say?"

"I'm talking about An Jiahe, the An Jiahe who killed a thousand knives! Do you know that it's because you played An Jiahe, and now your mother is being poked in the back in the village!"

"What does this have to do with what? What role do I play, and what does it have to do with you?" Wang Dalun was puzzled.

"Why doesn't it matter? People used to say that Wang Fugui's son was a very elegant person, but he couldn't recognize him on TV......"

Just now, Fan Meili was embarrassed to tell her future daughter-in-law that she had nothing to say to her son, and she was full of grievances. It turned out that during this time, "Don't Talk to Strangers" was being broadcast on Zhejiang TV. Because it was starring Wang Dalun, the whole village was watching it, but he acted too realistically, and many people in the village took it seriously, and they all talked about how Wang Fugui's son seemed to have changed into a different person, and became so cruel!

Gradually, some people came to the conclusion that although Wang Dalun looks elegant on the surface and looks like Wang Fugui, his temper in his bones is actually like Fan Meimei. How fierce you think Fan Meili is, she can manage Wang Fugui obediently, and she doesn't even dare to invite Wang Fugui to dinner in her own restaurant, let alone hook up with cadres from other villages. That's right! If Fan Meili is a man, she will definitely beat his wife like An Jiahe!

After hearing this, Wang Dalun couldn't cry or laugh like Fan Ziyi just now, so he had to say: "Then you told them that this is acting, it's all fake, how can I be like you, I am like my father as before." ”

"Hmm, do you mean that I'm fierce?" Fan Meili said dissatisfied.

"No, no, that's not what I meant. Explain it to them. Wang Dalun said busily.

"Hmph, explain what? It's a bunch of uneducated people. Fan Meili said disdainfully, and then said uneasy: "Ziyi is still young, if there is anything in the future, you let her do more, but don't do it, her father is now transferred to our province as the mayor......"

"Mom, didn't I tell you just now, this is filming, it's all fake, how can you ......?"

Before he could finish speaking, Fan Meili interrupted him rudely and said, "What's wrong with me? I'm doing this for your own good, I haven't finished my sentence yet." I remind you, don't forget to wear a mask when you go out in the future, and be careful of being beaten!"

"Why?"

"Because I feel the urge to hit you right now!"

“……”

Wang Dalun hung up the phone, helplessly looked at his girlfriend who covered her mouth and forced herself to laugh, and said, "If you want to laugh, laugh!"

She was sticking to her side just now, and the old lady's troubles had already been heard by her.

"Giggle...... Actually, you don't need to be upset, it means that you played well! Hey, don't say it, I really want to see your performance of "Don't Talk to Strangers", when will it be broadcast on Beijing TV?"

"I advise you not to look at it, be careful that there is a psychological shadow!"

"Come on, I'm not going to take it seriously! Hey, bring me the outline of the interview and I'll see it. Sample, don't you accept interviews, how did you come up with the idea of being on "Super Interview"?"

Wang Dalun pretended to be indifferent and said, "If they hold up the small pine belt, I am embarrassed to refuse." ”

"Yo yo yo, you said you were fat, you really gasped! Come, bring it and I'll help you check it." ”

"I haven't even seen it, you hurry up and eat. ”

"Can't I watch it while eating?"

Fan Ziyi leaned on the armrest of the sofa, eating egg fried rice, while looking at the interview outline, and said, "Tell us about your feelings about winning the actor of the three continents in Nantes?"

"Well, happy. Wang Dalun thought for a while.

"Finished?"

"It's over, I'm happy. You think I've participated in so many film festivals and won the best actor for the first time, of course I'm happy. ”

"What do you do best?"

"Cooking. ”

"What else?"

"No, I think it's better at cooking, you should know that. ”

"Hey, you can't do interviews like that. You have to open up the answer and interact with the moderator. For example, you answer that you are the best at making egg fried rice, and the host asks you what else you have? You can also answer that you are very good at making sweet and sour pork ribs. You have to interact, do you understand?" Fan Ziyi has done several talk shows, and taught him in the tone of a person who has come over.

"That's not cooking. ”

Wang Dalun thinks that these problems are too pediatric, just like reading the small files of various Hong Kong and Taiwan stars when he was studying in the past, what is his favorite color, his favorite food, what he is most afraid of, what is the most embarrassing, etc.

"Well, let's go to the next one and talk about the story of when you were a child. ”

“……”

"Hey, what about you, tell me about your childhood. ”

"You crossed this issue, I don't want to talk about it. Wang Dalun said.

The story of his childhood is the story of his current body, although Wang Dalun has memories, but it is very different from the childhood and adolescence he experienced in his previous life, and he doesn't want to tell other people's stories as his own.

Fan Ziyi was puzzled: "Why? Do you want you to come out of the countryside, be admitted to the film academy, and gain a firm foothold in the capital with your own ability, and even won the best actor, how inspirational and sensational it is to tell such a story!"

Wang Dalun said impatiently: "What is there to be inspirational and sensational? You are not unaware of the situation in my family, although I am in the countryside, but the conditions are okay, I have not suffered much since I was a child, and maybe it is better than that of ordinary urban children." ”

"Okay, okay, let's go to the next one. Talk about your relationship with Fan Ziyi. Hehehe!" Fan Ziyi couldn't help but smirk when she read this.

"How do I answer this question?" asked Wang Dalun.

"What about you, why are you asking me?"

"No, I wonder if this question will affect you. "After all, his girlfriend is an idol, and he has to have some scruples.

"What impact will it have? Our affairs were not sneaky from the beginning, and the audience across the country knew what you were afraid of!" Fan Ziyi said indifferently.

"Then I'll tell you the truth?"

"Tell me the truth! Come on, one more ......"

The two of them had a lot of fun asking and answering, and the homework in the "Super Interview" column was very solid, and there was almost no problem of digging pits, or even if they got to Sister Ding, they had already blocked back.

"You move, see if your knee still hurts?" Wang Dalun estimated that the time for the effect of the medicine was almost up, and said.

Fan Ziyi carefully bent her knee slowly, and suddenly said in surprise: "Hey, it doesn't hurt." ”

"If it's a little bigger, it's better to come down and take a few steps. ”

Fan Ziyi increased his strength, it didn't hurt at all, and he got off the sofa and walked a few steps, but he was still a little sour and swollen.

"Well, it's almost fine tomorrow. ”

"Then you can take me to record "Super Interview" the day after tomorrow. Fan Ziyi's knees didn't hurt anymore, and she no longer cared about her boyfriend's recklessness before, sat on his knees, and said coquettishly around his neck.

"Hehe, okay, are you sure you don't need to ask Sister Hua's opinion?" Wang Dalun said with a smile.

"What, of course I would have asked Sister Hua if I went on stage, but I'm sitting down as an audience, don't forget that I'm also your fan!"

"Let's go!" Wang Dalun happily kissed his girlfriend's face, and suddenly remembered: "Hey, didn't you say that you prepared a gift for me, what is it?"

Fan Ziyi's face flushed slightly, and she said coquettishly: "Who told you that you didn't have a light or heavy just now, I didn't want to give it to you." ”

"Didn't I already apologize to you, and besides, didn't you say that this was a reward you gave me for winning the actor, hurry up and take it out and let me see. Wang Dalun kissed her again, and when he saw his girlfriend's inexplicable blush, he suddenly became a little curious.

"Look at how well you behave. Fan Ziyi glanced at him, stood up and pointed to the red suitcase and said, "You help me bring this box in." I warn you, don't peek, I don't shout that you don't come in!"

"I like it, okay, I promise not to peek. Wang Dalun helped her carry the box into the bedroom, and then she pushed it out.

After waiting at the door for five or six minutes, how long would it take to get something? He shouted impatiently, "Okay?"

"No, wait a little longer. The voices in the room were visibly flustered.

"What kind of gift?" he couldn't help but twist the handle, and it was actually locked inside.

At this time, Fan Ziyi was standing in front of the big mirror with a shy face, and at the same time a little annoyed, she rubbed her chest with both hands, and said to herself: "It seems that it is still a little smaller, and it can't be worn effectively." ”

She twisted again, her skin was white, which matched the black robe, except that the effect on her chest was not good, and the two pools of red on her knees were also very beautiful.

"No matter!"

She took a deep breath, this time in order to reward her husband for winning the actor, she had invested a lot of money. This time, she was fortunate to go to Hong Kong to film, otherwise she really wouldn't dare to buy this kind of thing, for fear of being recognized.

She put on a pair of heels that were ten centimeters high, turned off the headlights, the wall lamps, and adjusted the brightness to a hazy state, and then walked over lightly, unscrewed the lock, assumed a self-righteous pose, and shouted: "Come in!"

Wang Dalun outside the door couldn't wait for a long time, opened the door and came in and said, "What's it, the gods are mysterious......"

Halfway through his words, when he saw the people in the house, the whole person froze, and his mouth was open. I saw Fan Ziyi wearing a transparent black light gauze, not wearing a bra*, only a **** of the same black strangled between her hips, and a thin slit looming.

"Goo!" Wang Dalun couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, and said in a dry throat: "You are ......"

"Husband......" Fan Ziyi called softly.

Then the arm is stretched out, hooking one thigh. It is said that a woman who has been dancing since elementary school, this figure and posture are really not covered, ordinary people can't do this kind of action at all, and the whole body is full of a delicate, charming and abrasive fox flavor, and said with a smile: "Husband, this is my gift to you, is it good-looking?"

"Uh, it's pretty, it's beautiful. You, where did you learn this?"

"Click...... Click" There was a sound of high heels, Fan Ziyi floated behind him, and began to rub up and down, saying: "It's not good for people to study hard!

"Come!"

Can you come, it's been holding back for more than half a month, he turned around and picked her up and threw herself on the bed......