How many times has he heard I love you this year?

There were so many, so many that he couldn't remember them all. On every stage and every event, they could be heard shouting I love you passionately.

She, too, always expresses her love for him in this straightforward and passionate way. She has been working hard to make him feel deeply loved by the world.

She did it.

At this moment, when he saw the orange light of the candle surrounding her and her waving to him in the middle, the last fear of the world in his heart also dissipated.

This is not a dream.

This world is real, the dream I hold in my hands again is real, and love is real.

She is real.

He smiled and waved to her: "Happy New Year, do you want to come up and have hot pot?"

After receiving his response, she jumped even more happily and said happily: "I'm not coming. I have to take away these candles after you finish reading. The man in the parking lot has been staring at me!"

Cen Feng said: "Then wait a minute and I will take a photo."

He took off his phone, clicked on the camera, and took a picture of the love candle below.

After the id group toasted, they saw the captain lying on the window sill and patting down strangely. They all came over to take a look. They didn’t know it, but they were startled when they saw it. Shi Ran immediately shouted: “Fuck you, captain! You are a fan.

I’ll confess to you below!”

It is three stories high here, and in the hazy night, no one can see clearly who is standing below.

Only the three members of the Chenxing Knights felt that this figure looked a bit like the eldest lady. Damn it??? The eldest lady??? Ying Xuze's eyes widened in shock, and he glanced down in horror, and quickly

The brain shrank back.

I did not see anything!!!

After Cen Feng took the photo, he pushed back all the heads of those watching around him, then put the phone to his ear: "The photo is ready."

Her voice jumped with joy: "Then I will collect the candles. Goodbye, brother!"

After hanging up the phone, the little figure below was busy putting away the candle. Cen Feng looked at it twice, turned around and closed the window, picked up his coat and hat and walked out.

Shi Ran was still pestering Fu Xingyan to drink a glass of wine. When he saw this, he twisted his neck and shouted: "Brother Feng, where are you going?"

Ying Xuze slapped him back: "It's none of your business! Drink up!"

Cen Feng put on his coat and hat, zipped it all the way up, and when he lowered his head, his whole face was hidden in his collar. He took the elevator downstairs and walked to the parking lot.

When they passed by, the candles had all been extinguished. Xu Zhaixing was squatting in the middle, holding a plastic bag in his hand, and was picking them into the bag one by one, humming his song "The Fight" in his mouth.

Even though I didn’t tune a word of it, it sounded really cute.

After Xu Zhaixing picked up the candle in front of him, he turned around and picked up the candle behind him. Only then did he see his idol a few steps away.

She stood up suddenly, her eyes closed with laughter: "Brother, why are you down? It's so cold outside!"

Cen Feng walked over and asked, "Aren't you cold?"

As she spoke, she leaned over to pick up the candle and put it into the bag in her hand.

Xu Zhaixing shook his head happily: "I'm not cold! My body is the little sun!"

She knelt down and continued to pick up candles with Aidou. She smelled the smell of hot pot on his coat and couldn't help but laugh: "Brother, you smell so good, I really want to take a bite."

Cen Feng paused and repeated her words in a low voice: "Take a bite?"

Xu Zhaixing: "!!!" Why is this guy who is so used to talking dirty words so careless in front of the real owner! He was panicking inside, but he still pretended to be innocent on his face: "Brother who smells hot pot must be

delicious!"

Cen Feng: "…………"

After picking up the candles, Xu Zhaixing pointed to the parking lot not far away, "Brother, my car is parked there. Come up quickly, it's cold outside."

Cen Feng glanced into the night and suddenly said: "I have a bad appetite tonight and I don't really want to eat hot pot."

Xu Zhaixing became nervous for a moment: "Ah? Do you feel sick in your stomach? Do you want to go to the hospital? Have you not eaten on time recently?!"

He shook his head: "It's not uncomfortable, I just want to drink some home-cooked porridge instead of hot pot."

Xu Zhaixing made a quick decision: "Go to my house! I'll make porridge for you!"

Cen Feng smiled calmly: "Okay."

The two of them walked towards the parking space together. When they walked next to the Maserati, Xu Zhaixing opened the door behind the driver's seat for him, "Brother, you sit here! It's the safest place!"

As a result, Cen Feng said: "I'll drive."

Is he about to get into a car driven by an idol for the first time in his life? Xu Zhaixing was so excited that he nodded obediently and climbed into the passenger seat.

Cen Feng got into the car and fastened his seat belt, knowingly asked: "Don't you sit in the safest seat?"

Xu Zhaixing: Safety is not as important as appreciating the handsomeness of idols driving!

She pulled on the seat belt, peeked and hesitated: "I want to show you the way from the front."

Cen Feng smiled, started the car, turned the steering wheel with one hand to reverse the car, then turned around and drove towards the exit. It was obviously a very simple and ordinary action, but when he did it, he was more handsome than others.

Xu Zhaixing's eyes were filled with pink bubbles, and he couldn't help but cover his heart.

It suddenly occurred to me that the company recently had a film and television project with a racing theme, and idols are perfect for the cold and uninhibited male protagonist!

Can!

Let Wu Zhiyun talk about it tomorrow!

Cen Feng has been driving for many years and has stayed in a machine repair shop for so long. The car drives very steadily. He is never careless when he should go fast, and he never competes when he should be slow. Xu Zhaixing feels that he has this Maserati in his hands.

Only then can the true value of the sports car be brought out.

Hey, I really want to give it directly to my idol.

No! Xu Zhaixing! Calm down! Don’t insult him with money!

Just give him the resources! It makes more sense to let him earn it himself!

Cen Feng didn't know that the girl next to him was having so much inner drama. He drove the car smoothly into the garage and parked it in the parking space rented by Xu Zhaixing.

"arrive."

Xu Zhaixing came back to his senses and was extremely surprised: "Brother, you actually remember my parking space?"

I only came here once, so my memory is pretty good, right?

Cen Feng unbuckled his seat belt, tilted his head and smiled at her: "Well, get out of the car."

It was already early morning when I got home.

Xu Zhaixing turned on the light, closed the wide open window, poured another cup of hot water for Aidou, and then hurriedly ran to the kitchen to make porridge. Before entering, he sternly confessed: "You are not allowed to come in this time!"

Cen Feng smiled and said yes.

The floor heating gradually warmed up the whole room. He stood by the floor-to-ceiling window and watched the night view for a while, then walked back to the sofa and sat down, flipping through the magazines on the coffee table.

The books he photographed on the cover are all there. Judging from the wear and tear on the pages, he must have read them over and over again.

The corners of his lips couldn't help but curve up.

Making porridge is a slow job. In order to prevent his idol from waiting, Xu Zhaixing did not choose to cook it over low heat. Instead, he cooked it directly in a pressure cooker. He mixed some mung beans into the rice and it was ready in less than twenty minutes after the lid was closed.

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She also fried some cabbage, cut some peaches and bought spicy dried radish. She was worried that the mung bean porridge would be too hot, so she scooped the porridge into a big bowl and put the bowl in water to freeze.

When Kai Xingxing brought out the dishes, he discovered that his idol was half asleep on the sofa.

She knew he was very tired these days.

There are rehearsals, album promotions, and a New Year's Eve live broadcast tonight. She told Wu Zhiyun before not to arrange so many schedules for him, but Wu Zhiyun said that this was all his own request.

Seeing his idol sleeping with his head propped up on the sofa, Xu Zhaixing felt so distressed.

She put the food on the table gently, then walked to the sofa to wake him up.

When I squatted next to him, I saw his tired sleeping face and couldn't bear to leave.

He probably didn't sleep peacefully. The eyelashes hanging on his eyelids were trembling slightly, and his breathing was fast and slow.

Xu Zhaixing raised his little head and held his breath, peeking at his idol's sleeping face. He couldn't help but wonder, is this person an eyelash expert? How can his eyelashes be so long and dense, like a small fan.

The lip shape is also very nice, the lip color is slightly light, like a rose that blooms from dark to light, soft and beautiful.

She likes him so much.

She wouldn't trade it for the whole world.

I don't know how much time passed, but Cen Feng suddenly opened his eyes. After a moment of confusion, his eyes met Jiao and looked into her eyes.

His thin lips moved slightly, and his voice was hoarse at the end: "Xu Zhaixing, what are you doing?"

Xu Zhaixing: "?"

What am I doing?

Xu Zhaixing looked down at himself.
To be continued...