901 Warmth

Fengyin's pancake stall worked until eight o'clock, closing the stall on time, ending today's chat live broadcast.

But even if she ended the live broadcast, she was still on the hot search list.

The flow of Cheng Yanqiu and Feng Yin is definitely amazing in the entertainment industry.

Not to mention the operation behind this.

Xinghuo Entertainment supports Fengyin 100%, and all its publicity resources are inclined to Fengyin, striving to achieve an unprecedented grand occasion this time in the live broadcast.

Cheng Yanqiu doesn't have a company, but he has a Cheng family.

Cheng Yanqiu never understood why Feng Yin liked to appear in front of the public, but he didn't need to figure it out, he just needed to know what Feng Yin needed.

Therefore, under the combination of the two, the popularity of network freedom accounts for 30% to 40%, and the rest depends on capital operation.

On the penultimate day of the combined live broadcast, Feng Yin opened a small live broadcast again.

This time it's selling twist flowers.

But this time, Feng Yin was in charge of frying the twist flowers, holding two long chopsticks in his hand, turning them in the oil pot from time to time, staring at the mobile phone of the live broadcast, focusing on a chat.

The bland live broadcast is over, and Feng Yin goes home from work normally, very regularly.

On the countdown day of the live broadcast, Feng Yin went to sell popcorn.

As soon as she sat behind the stall, put the horn down, five yuan a bag, take it herself, pay for it herself, and she lay flat.

After three days of quiet live broadcast, not only did the number of people not decrease, but everyone calmed down.

While calming down, there are also many people looking forward to tomorrow's live broadcast.

After a small cart of popping flowers was sold out, Feng Yin was ready to end the live broadcast.

"I'll be here in a few days, I'm going to pick up Cheng Yanqiu now, so let's see you tomorrow."

Under the strong appeal of netizens, Feng Yin still ruthlessly ended the live broadcast, saying that he wanted to keep a little suspense for everyone.

Feng Yin returned the car that bought poppers, traveled lightly, and really went to pick up Cheng Yanqiu.

The two men knew they were the subject of a lot of media attention these days, so they avoided public travel.

Cheng Yanqiu came back in an RV.

I drove back for more than ten hours, but fortunately, the RV was spacious, and I could rest at any time when I parked in the service area, which also ensured privacy.

I don't know how many paparazzi waited at the airport and returned in vain.

At this time, Feng Yin and Cheng Yanqiu had already gone home.

Cheng Yanqiu's home.

Feng Yin said that he was going to pick up Cheng Yanqiu, but he actually went to buy vegetables and went back to the community.

The moment Cheng Yanqiu opened the door and entered, the rich aroma of chicken soup was fragrant, as if it had washed away the fatigue of his body.

He put down the bag in his hand, changed into slippers, and went to the kitchen in search of the smell.

In the kitchen, Feng Yin wore a small floral apron, holding a spatula in one hand and a pot lid in the other.

The water vapor in the pot filled her face, and her usually cold temperament became soft at this moment.

The corners of her lips curled, she put down the spatula, replaced it with a spoon, scooped a little soup, blew, and tasted a little carefully.

The red lips chirped up and down twice, his eyes were bright, he shook his head, and happily put the spoon aside.

Cheng Yanqiu leaned against the door, he probably didn't know how gentle and satisfied the smile on his face was.

He couldn't help but think that it would be nice if he and Feng Yin could go on like this forever.

Three meals a day, three meals for four seasons.

"What are you looking at?"

Feng Yin had already heard Cheng Yanqiu's voice, but she had something to do.

"Look at you, it's so good-looking."

Cheng Yanqiu stood up straight, looked at Feng Yin's smile, walked over calmly, stood behind Feng Yin, and hugged Feng Yin's waist with both hands.