Chapter 312: Familiar Recipe, Familiar Taste

Seeing this, Ye Wenwen directly reached out and took Ye Xiaotong's mobile phone, the page was still on the encyclopedia, the photo was captured by someone, a little confused, and the introduction ...... It was also completely expected by her.

"It's exactly what I thought it was." Ye Wenwen glanced at it, and threw the phone back to Ye Xiaotong with no interest.

This is a Baidu encyclopedia without any sincerity.

It's just that I can't blame the person who built this encyclopedia, because this explanation is true, after all, she doesn't even have a work now, only a fan who has no humanity.

"Madam, don't be sad, after the emperor is broadcast, those people will definitely slap themselves in the mouth when they see your acting skills!" Ye Xiaotong cautiously comforted her.

Ye Wenwen looked up at her, "Who said I was sad?" What they said is true, there is nothing to be sad about, I am just tired now! ”

After a short break at noon, filming continued late at night in the afternoon.

I finally finished work early today, and a bunch of people came to her door.

Aren't you tired?

"Yes, your wife has had a lot of roles in the past two days." Ye Xiaotong reacted in hindsight, "Then I won't bother Mrs. here, good night Mrs." ”

Ye Wenwen didn't keep her, she was really tired today, she was a little drowsy when Ye Xiaotong spoke just now.

At this time, too, after Ye Xiaotong went out, she didn't even have the strength to get up and turn off the bedside lamp, so she fell asleep on the bed.

Slept until one o'clock.

Fu Shaoyang, who had been out on a business trip for a few days, returned to the city and went directly back to the hotel where she lived.

Unexpectedly, his wife fell asleep, but she had always slept and couldn't see the light, but today she fell asleep without even turning off the light.

Fu Shaoyang put the luggage away gently, walked to the head of the bed and looked at Ye Wenwen first.

She slept soundly, completely unaware of his coming.

It looked like he was tired, his face was tired, and there was a faint black shadow under his eyes.

It's just that looking at her blown-up skin and ruddy lips, Fu Shaoyang's Adam's apple rolled a little, and a feeling of wanting to bow his head and kiss came up.

But he didn't do that, and got up and went to the bathroom outside to take a shower.

Before leaving, I also helped her turn off the lights in the room first.

It was nearly two o'clock after taking a shower, and he didn't feel sleepy for the time being, so he took out his mobile phone and swiped it.

Fu Shaoyang didn't have this habit before, but since his wife went to filming, there have been hot searches on two heads in three days, and Fu Shaoyang can't pay more attention to the points, otherwise count on Lu Ze, if he doesn't see it, then he won't know together.

It's so late at night, and most people are sleeping.

It's just that there is also a night owl who is also doing things online at this time.

A user named Brain Dead Powder No. 3 also launched a forwarding campaign, which was smaller than that of him and Mrs. Fu, and drew 100 people from the forwards to send 10,000 cash red envelopes.

This activity was only sent out in two minutes, and Fu Shaoyang was a little skeptical when he looked at the familiar recipe and the familiar taste.

At this moment, WeChat dingdong clicked.

"Brother, why didn't you tell me if you and your aunt supported my sister-in-law on the Internet? Let the whole world know, my younger brother actually found out in the end? I can't talk about it! Fu Shaotang sent a line of text crackling, with an accusation between the lines.