White snowflakes fluttered in the air, and under the dim light, a pretty figure wearing a red down jacket stood. The figure seemed to be unable to withstand the severe cold and bursts of white fog from time to time.

Many years later, this picture still often appears in Lin Zhimo's mind, and whenever he thinks of it, Lin Zhimo's heart is filled with warm happiness.

Lin Xin turned around and saw Lin Zhimo at this moment, and couldn't help but wave her hand, with a big smile on her face.

Lin Zhimo also came back to his senses from this beautiful picture, ran two steps and came to Lin Xinru close, and then hugged her into his arms.

"Why are you here so late? Are you not afraid of the cold?" Lin Zhimo asked with distress.

Lin Xinru felt a little uncomfortable when she was hugged by Lin Zhimo. She struggled to break free from Lin Zhimo's arms and said, "Let me go quickly. What's going on when the reporter saw it?"

When Lin Zhimo heard this, he did not let go of his hand, but hugged the love in his arms tighter. Until Lin Xinru stopped struggling and leaned in Lin Zhimo's arms like a child, Lin Zhimo said gently: "Silly, you have been waiting under the street light for so long. If there were reporters, I would have known that something would have happened. Besides, if there were so cold and innocent reporters waiting here, I would have accepted it."

Lin Xinru felt it was reasonable when she heard Lin Zhimo's analysis, but she subconsciously defended herself: "Who... who has been waiting here for so long? I... came here by the way, and I just came."

Lin Zhimo gently held Lin Xinru's little face with both hands. Her face was reddened because of the cold weather or other reasons.

Lin Zhimo couldn't help but feel ache in his heart. The idea that he wanted to expose her lies also disappeared, and he said dotingly: "Okay, okay, you haven't been here for long... But I'm so cold now. How about I carry you back to the hotel?"

"I hate you, I don't want you to hug you." Lin Xinru said, but her eyes turned and her words turned: "I want you to carry me on my back."

Lin Zhimo agreed without hesitation and said with a smile: "Okay, Zhu Bajie carried his wife before, but now it's my turn to Lin Zhimo carry his wife."

Lin Xinru's face turned even more red, but she did not refute. However, after lying on Lin Zhimo's broad back, Lin Xinru grabbed Lin Zhimo's ear and said, "Who is your wife? I want you to look down on you, do you know?"

Lin Zhimo pretended to be frightened and said, "Zha, the princess is that the little one can carry you on the blessings that the little one has cultivated after three lives."

Lin Xinru giggled, and a crisp laugh floated in the dark night sky and echoed on the spacious streets.

A gust of north wind blew, rolling up the snow on the ground. However, under the street light where Lin Xinru was standing, a clean ground was exposed without any snowflakes.

But she has been here for a long time.

...

When he arrived at the entrance of the hotel, Lin Zhimo did not put Lin Xinru down, but asked, "Why do I carry you in?" He really wanted to officially make the relationship between the two public.

Lin Xinru was startled, and quickly jumped off Lin Zhimo's back and said, "Do you think I look like you, but artists are not allowed to fall in love in our company." There was also a hint of dissatisfaction with the company in his tone.

Lin Zhimo thought for a while and said, "Why don't you sign Chinese too?"

Lin Xinru frowned and said in a chorus: "Do you give the liquidated damages?"

Lin Zhimo scratched his head awkwardly. Although he had some money now, he was still not enough to see Lin Xinru's liquidated damages.

Lin Xinru also felt that her tone of speaking was a little rushing, so she said apologetically: "Don't care about Sesame, I'm not laughing at you."

Lin Zhimo shook his head and said indifferently: "It's okay, why are you apologizing? I know what you mean." He said that, hugged Lin Xinru's soft waist and said: "Let's go, hurry up and go back to the hotel, then drink a bowl of ginger soup, cover an extra layer of quilt and have a good sleep, otherwise you will really catch a cold tomorrow."

Even though he said this, Lin Zhimo was constantly wondering how to earn enough money to "redeem" Lin Xinru.

Because it was too late, Lin Zhimo soaked a bowl of ginger candy water for Lin Xinru, but did not take advantage of Lin Xinru as he had done a few days ago before leaving. He just kissed Lin Xinru and returned to his room.

Lying on the bed, Lin Zhimo was still thinking about how to make money.

In fact, in the entertainment industry, many celebrities are developing their side jobs. After all, everyone knows that it is difficult to get along in the entertainment industry. If you don’t live until your years are gone, your youth will inevitably be in vain. So it’s better to choose a good industry that suits your taste as soon as possible, and then turn your acting into a side job when your popularity declines, and regard your side job as your main business.

Generally, celebrities have two options for developing side businesses. One is to invest in industries, such as real estate, clothing, restaurants, etc.; the other is to collect. Of course, celebrities are laymen after all, so they usually buy authentic products in major auction houses to expect value-added.

Of course, there are also some celebrities' side businesses that are closely related to themselves, such as setting up their own studios, then slowly developing into a star company, starting to sign artists, etc.

Lin Zhimo thought for a while and felt complicated, and finally sighed: "It's a bit early to think about these things now, so I'd better wait until I have more money in my hand."

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but complain about the shooting progress of the Huanzhu crew. When I knew that the second part would be filmed for more than 40 episodes, the director team had already divided it into two crews to shoot separately. However, despite this, the shooting progress was still not very fast. It would probably be the twelfth lunar month when the shooting was completed.

During this period, the manufacturers who came to Lin Zhimo to endorse the speech were lined up for Lin Zhimo to finish the show, and then immediately invited Lin Zhimo to his studio to shoot advertisements. It can be said that returning the Mission Princess to shoot for one more day is equivalent to Lin Zhimo making less money for one less day of advertising.

"I hope I can finish the filming before my birthday." Lin Zhimo's birthday is the 23rd day of the twelfth lunar month. Since there is no custom of celebrating a birthday in their hometown, Lin Zhimo never celebrated his birthday according to the calendar, and he didn't know when he was born in the calendar.

Thinking of her birthday, Lin Zhimo suddenly remembered that Lin Xinru's birthday was coming soon. With the current relationship between the two, she should prepare her birthday gift.

Just thinking about it, Lin Zhimo slowly fell asleep.

The next morning, Lin Zhimo just returned to the hotel after finishing his boxing, and met Huo Xiwen wearing a black wool coat.

"Sister Wen, is there anything wrong?" Lin Zhimo's forehead was covered with sweat because he had just finished exercising.

Huo Xiwen did not answer Lin Zhimo's words, but said, "Go into the hotel first, you are not afraid of being frozen now."

Lin Zhimo smiled carelessly and said indifferently: "Sister Wen, I have only been to the hospital for more than ten times since I can remember, and five of them were only given the school's vaccination."

Huo Xiwen pushed Lin Zhimo's back into the hotel with anger, and said urgingly: "I know, there are five other times because I didn't notice the twisting of my waist when practicing martial arts. The most recent time was that I fell from a wire... I can recite it all. Go back to the hotel first. I have something to tell you."

When he returned to the room, Lin Zhimo poured a glass of water for Huo Xiwen and asked, "Sister Wen, is there any manufacturer who invites me to be the spokesperson?"

Huo Xiwen has been doing this several times, but since Lin Zhimo's shooting task is very heavy now and he can't find time and many advertisements don't have time to shoot, he just signed an intention contract and the specific shooting task can only be completed until the shooting of the Mission Princess is completed.

Huo Xiwen was not in a hurry at this time, and looked at Lin Zhimo with a smile and said, "Didn't you always feel that your reasoning ability is not bad? Why don't you guess what news I'm going to tell you next?"

Lin Zhimo smiled bitterly and said, "My real sister, why do you think everything can be reasoned?"

Huo Xiwen still shook his head and said, "I want to see you suffer once today, can't you?"

Lin Zhimo had no choice but to nod and said, "Okay, I'll give it a try." After saying that, he looked at Huo Xiwen carefully.

Huo Xiwen cooperated, stretched his arms out and turned around in place, and then asked, "What did you see?"

At this time, Huo Xiwen had already taken off the wool coat, revealing the light gray turtleneck sweater inside, with a pair of black velvet leggings on his lower body, and a pair of high-heeled boots on his feet, making him look like an urban beauty.

The sweater is tight. Huo Xiwen's towering breasts stretched the sweater into a bulge. He moved up and down as he breathed, and then he felt an exaggerated contraction that made people breathe. Then the black leggings were supported by the perky round buttocks.

Everything is so perfect, especially the mature feminine feeling that Huo Xiwen exudes all the time, which is far from comparable to that of an underripe green apple girl like Lin Xinru.

After looking at it for a long time, Lin Zhimo frowned and said, "Sister Wen, what have you eaten these days? The bust seems to be a little bigger!"

Huo Xiwen was embarrassed and angry when he heard this.
Chapter completed!