In the end, Lu Xiaobei looked at herself in the mirror, the picture became more and more blurry, and then the person in it was very good-looking, but she didn't know that face at all, it was not her original face.

I began to panic in my heart, and when I turned my head, there were many of them, all of whom were happily eating and chatting on the side...... She wanted to open her mouth to talk to them, but when she wanted to make a sound, it was like a fish in her throat, and she wanted to cry......

I woke up, sweating, and my stomach was very uncomfortable.

When it calmed down, it was just a dream, and I realized that I might be really, awakened by hunger. It's already morning.

In fact, she doesn't have to get up early today, before going to bed, she just wants to eat something, and plans to sleep lazy.

With the palpitations of the dream, I got up in a daze.

Out of his room, to the outer hall, to the kitchen.

The light of the early morning sun shining through the glass window made her eyes flicker, but a tall figure in the warm light showed a halo that was brighter than the daylight, so clear.

Methodical movements, rhythmic awareness.

He's making breakfast.

Nan Yanchun is actually making breakfast.

He also makes breakfast.

I was stunned for a moment, and remembered the bowl of noodles before going to bed;

I remembered, that dream......

When I woke up, I thought, I'm still angry!

In order to hold herself back, not to become a thug, and not to immediately rush up to retaliate, she decided to go back to her room.

He made breakfast in a hurry to go to work, and she waited for him to leave before coming out.

Anyway, for the rest of the day, she was in charge of this room.

She was silent, ignoring him, and was about to go back to her room, but after he noticed her actions, he opened his mouth first: "Don't you eat breakfast?" ”

She turned her head with a pale face: "Don't eat...... I'm an actress, I'm a female artist, I have to have self-control, I can't eat indiscriminately......" This tone is very weird.

He paused, but didn't feel anything.

Since people don't eat it, he can't force people to eat it.

Nan Yanchun was silent.

Lu Xiaobei returned to the room.

Just across the door, hungry - this stomach can't get along with her today, and it is the rhythm of sassing and trying to eat—in fact, she doesn't eat any of the breakfast he makes, and she should have a bottle of water—

Once a person twists his temperament, he is the one who suffers!

Listen with your ears pricked up until you are sure that the person is gone, and then you come out again.

Go to the open kitchen area, on the dining table, a sandwich and some cherry tomatoes.

This is for her?

It should be, or else, he should take it away, or put it in the refrigerator.

However, she doesn't eat any sandwiches he makes, she has to cook instant noodles herself. It's breakfast, and it's not past noon, and it's not past four, so you can't let her eat it!

Quickly cooked the noodles, just before that sandwich, finished breakfast.

However, she couldn't hold back and stole a few cherry tomatoes.

Just a few, it shouldn't be discovered, right?

Anyway, he can't check the number and put it away!

Actresses and female artists who always know how to "self-control" have eaten and drunk enough, and after they are finally comfortable, they begin to pack their luggage.

On the plane at night, she had to follow the crew and actors to other provincial TV stations to record programs and promote the drama.

In the evening, Nan Yanchun returned home, and on the dining table, the sandwich left for her did not move. People are not there. After looking at it, I was going back to my room.

As soon as I took a step, I couldn't help but look back, staring at the sandwich that was still waiting... The pile of cherry tomatoes next to it......