My Best Actor Ex-Husband and I Became A Role-Model Couple

Feng Lan couldn't help laughing when she heard Jiang Che's words: "It's okay, but be careful when your father beats you."

Jiang Anzhi was thinking about grilled meat and lettuce wrapped rice, and Jiang Che hurriedly put on eye drops, so Mr. Jiang must not jump his feet.

"Father won't beat me up." Speaking of his father, Jiang Che instantly showed his baby teeth, which were so shallow that they were so unattractive.

Feng Lanchu smiled helplessly and agreed: "Yes, yes, you belong to the same country."

As she said, she rolled up her sleeves and was about to enter the kitchen, but Jiang Ma grabbed her.

"Don't, don't, you go and sit, I'll come."

"Mom is fine, you rest today, I will cook something delicious for you."

Seeing Feng Lanchu's positive appearance, Jiang Ma couldn't resist her kindness, and simply said, "I'll help you marinate the meat."

"Row!"

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law reached a consensus to work happily together.

The long-lost Feng's barbecue was served, and Jiang Che applauded happily. It was his and his father's favorite dish.

After Feng Lanchu wrapped some lettuce wraps for Jiang Che, she was about to wrap some for herself when the video invitation on her phone rang.

Jiang Che's eyes lit up, and he called out telepathically, "Mom, it must be Dad."

Feng Lanchu picked up the phone and looked at it, and it was undoubtedly Jiang Hai who sent the rest of his life.

Just as Jiang Anzhi had to rest, he picked up his mobile phone while waiting for the meal to look around, and saw Teacher Xiaofeng replying to his message.

Taking advantage of the meal time, Xin thought that Teacher Xiaofeng should also be eating at this time, so he called back.

As a result, I saw my son leaning in front of the camera, eating rice wrapped in lettuce, and calling him Dad.

Jiang Anzhi smiled helplessly: "Is it delicious?"

"Invincible and delicious." Jiang Che gave a thumbs up, his mouth sparkling.

"I want to eat too." Jiang Anzhi watched eagerly.

"You can eat it when you come back, or I will help you eat it now and tell you the taste, okay?"

"..." Jiang Anzhi. No, I really want to beat you up.

Feng Lanchu laughed so hard beside her, Mr. Jiang really knows the technical work of piercing the heart.

In order to prevent Uncle Jiang from being pissed off, she kindly took the phone over.

The camera shakes for a moment, and then Jiang Che's face turns into Feng Lanchu's, her hair is casually tied behind her, revealing her slender and fair neck and small earlobes, very pretty.

In just a few days, the couple had the illusion that they hadn't seen each other for N years, and they really had no contact these days.

In the evening, Feng Lanchu fell asleep, Jiang Anzhi had just finished work, during the day Jiang Anzhi was sleeping, Feng Lanchu had already started to rush, the time was completely wrong, and even the text messages were not replied until every three to five hours.

"Have you eaten yet?" Feng Lanchu asked with concern.

"Waiting for takeaway." Jiang Anzhi looked at her gently.

"Your schedule must have been disrupted again these few days." Feng Lanchu looked at his slightly blue eyes and knew that he must be upside down again day and night.

After finally taking care of his routine, he was beaten back to his original shape in just a few days.

Regarding this, Jiang Anzhi had no choice but to smile helplessly. Their entire circle is basically in a state of nocturnal, the general environment is like this, even if he honestly gets up at 7:30 and comes to the recording studio at 8:00, no one will open the door for him to cooperate with his work.

So Jiang Anzhi could only adapt to the general environment, sleeping in the morning and working overtime in the afternoon and evening.

But for him, after all, he has maintained this rhythm for fifteen years, and it is not difficult to find it again. What is more difficult than this is that there is no night without Feng Lanchu, and the high bed and soft pillow are useless.

I didn't sleep soundly at all, so I might as well shorten my sleep time to save myself from suffering.