The Queen is In Pairs [entertainment Circle]

Xia Yitong put on his hat, lowered his eyes to watch the road, and came out of the company building with his hands in pockets, his mouth was full of white breath, and the tip of his nose was cold. He looked up at the sky. It was snowing.

Fang Wei took out the umbrella from her bag and opened it to cover her head. Xia Yitong shook her head and smiled: "It's rare that there is no one on the road. Let's go for a while."

Today is New Year’s Eve. People on the street will no longer be congested, or shopping for New Year’s goods or enjoying reunion at home. Xia Yitong is wearing a black jacket and a black bear mask. The whole person is shrouded in darkness. Leave two dark eyes. Occasionally, passing by with passers-by, they gave her a surprised look, she curled her eyes and smiled, passers-by smiled back.

This made Xia Yitong feel very good, she almost jumped away on the road.

There is not much snow, but a snowy winter and a non-snowing winter are different in the eyes of many people. Snow is a symbol. Snow-colored spirits fly freely in the air. If you stretch out your hand, it will fall lightly. At your fingertips, it gradually becomes comfortable and cool.

Xia Yitong took out the phone from his pocket, put one hand on top of the phone, and took pictures of the snow scene in front of him. After taking a lot of pictures, he barely picked out a satisfactory one and sent it to Lu Yinbing—[Is the snow in City B better than Big here? 】

After sending out, put the frozen hand in his pocket and cover it.

Lu Yinbing returned her with a picture, a marble dining table with a pot of mixed stuffing, chives and shrimps, then a cutting board, a rolling pin, and a large pile of cooked noodles.

Xia Yitong bends his eyes and replied—[Making dumplings? 】

Lu Yinbing——[[Scream of Groundhog.gif]]

Xia Yitong asked again—[Can you pack it? [Ha ha]】

Lu Yinbing——[You are challenging my dignity[金刚狂眼.jpg]]

Xia Yitong——【I'm just asking, I don't mean anything else. 】

Lu Yinbing-[No! 】

The exclamation mark sighed very firmly, and Xia Yitong said hurriedly-[I was wrong, Teacher Lu [begging for mercy]]

Lu Yinbing didn't see the sentence behind her. She stopped Lu Yunzhang who was passing by her and handed him the phone: "Dad, record me a short video."

Lu Yunzhang took the phone.

"I call to start and you will start."

Lu Yinbing held the rolling pin in one hand, and with the other hand, he pulled the dough into a ball and placed it on the chopping board. She stopped moving. She looked down at Yuan Tuan'er and breathed well: "Prepare, start."

Lu Yunzhang held down the record button.

Ten seconds later, Lu Yunzhang let go and said, "Okay."

Lu Yinbing looked at the perfect dumpling wrapper in his hand, nodded, and said, "Send it directly, record another one, I have to wrap it."

Lu Yunzhang recorded another one for her, sent it, and left someone who looked at the dialog box carefully. The name was "constant". The portrait was the same landscape photo as Lu Yinbing. It was kind of emotional. Lu Yunzhang returned the phone. When I went back, I rolled my eyes. This was a big deal, so I hurried to inform Lu's mother Liu Xinmin.

"Do you know Constant?" Lu Yunzhang pushed the door and asked.

"Constant? Who?" Liu Xinmin was trying on clothes in the mirror, and turned around questioningly.

"My daughter, just asked me to record a small video for her and send it to someone named Constant," Lu Yunzhang said, "When have you seen your daughter be so close to which man?"

"Hey, this constant..." Liu Xinmin and Lu Yunzhang faced each other dumbfounded, "Why haven't you heard her say it?"

Lu Yunzhang: "Do you think this constant is the reason why Shu Yao doesn't go home for the New Year this year?"

Liu Xinmin sighed when he heard this.

Liang Shuyao grew up so much, no matter how busy he was, he would go to two places every Chinese New Year, one is Liang's family and the other is Lu's family. .

Liu Xinmin was shocked and asked, "You won't come back during the New Year?"

Liang Shuyao answered naturally and smiled: "Yes, this year is really busy. It's not the Spring Festival abroad, you know, Aunt Min. When I'm done, I will go back to see you and make up for the Chinese New Year. ."

"I know." Liu Xinmin said tentatively, "Drinking ice is at home."

Liang Shu was quiet and said, "Gree her to me, and visit her when I have time."

"Okay, don't be too tired. Take care to rest." Liu Xinmin knew it was broken after hanging up the phone. When Lu Yinbing was at home, she called Liang Shuyao. She didn't fly back all the way, and now it's been years after years. Nevertheless.

Cooked, no, the son-in-law in hand is about to fly. She doesn’t worry about Liang Shuyao. She and Lu Yunzhang have seen her heart for so many years. Liang Shuyao thinks they don’t know, every time she loves her sisters. As a cover to deceive a three-year-old child. What she was worried about was Lu Yinbing, this daughter whose nerves were as thick as Dinghaishenzhen, what if she was abducted by which little fairy?

Liang Shuyao won't go home anymore, he probably knows the matter, it must be the constant! Still a male fairy.

Liu Xinmin felt distressed for Liang Shuyao. He didn't even want to try his clothes. He sat down and asked, "Lao Lu, is there any boy in our circle called Constant?"

Lu Yunzhang took his cell phone and went to the window sill to call: "Don't worry, I will ask the secretary to check it for me."

...

Xia Yitong just finished speaking about Lu Yinbing’s doubts, and posted a video to the convenience. Xia Yitong clicked to watch. The small rolling pin turned a circle on Lu Yinbing’s palm, and then it fell down firmly and firmly, with his fingers supporting it. The dough quickly turned with the rolling pin on the cutting board. In the eighth second, a moderately thick round dumpling skin was formed. Lu Yinbing raised his tail with his finger, and the rolling pin once again drew an arc in the air. Falling steadily in his hand, his eyes raised, cold like ice and snow, very demeanor of a peerless master.

Xia Yitong watched with joy, rolling out a dumpling wrapper like a master, and only Lu Yinbing could do it.

She watched it three times in succession, only to realize that a new short video was inserted in the back: The rolling pin was put aside, Lu Yinbing held up the rolled dough with one hand, and scooped half a spoonful of stuffing skillfully with one hand, his fingers flexibly I made a circle around the dumpling wrappers, and in the ninth second, it was finished. There was no time to be handsome.

Xia Yitong——【Is a small person with eyes and no beads, disrespectful and disrespectful. 】

Lu Yinbing just made dumplings. He didn't have any hands to type. He wiped a finger, held down the key and sent a voice: "I have said that I am versatile, so I have to question me, right?"

Xia Yitong put the receiver on her ears, with her eyebrows bent, and she also made a voice: "Pop, do you ring?"

Lu Yinbing's voice sank a little, "Waiting."

Waiting? What are you waiting for? Xia Yitong reacted for a second, and realized what she meant. She was not afraid anyway, she was looking forward to it: "Waiting for you to kick me?"

"I'll let you kick me!" Lu Yinbing was very confident. She gave herself a vacation during this period, but she studied this technique in the room every day, and she kept a large book of notes, so she didn't believe it anymore. , A mere bed matter, can it be hard to beat her?

"Let's wait and see."

"Mr. Xia, I found out that you have a tendency to go to heaven recently. Have you gone through the sky monkey?"

"Really? I don't think so."

"I think so." Lu Yinbing followed her tone of voice, leaning against the table with his palm on the cutting board, unable to stop laughing.

"Think of it, I have swelled since I became a constant." Xia Yitong also smiled. The two of them didn’t sleep that night. They talked from night to early morning. In fact, they didn’t talk much during the second half of the night. They just watched each other. Sometimes they made a difference and asked "Are you there?" The other person replied "I am", and then Smile at each other.

"I am quite swollen now, let's each other." Lu Yinbing said.

"I will go back to Beijing to record a show the day after tomorrow. Are you free? Shall we meet in the evening?"

"Look at what you said, President Xia ordered, I will squeeze out when I have no time."

Xia Yitong told her alive a layer of goose bumps, colder than the snow outside on the skin: "Teacher Lu, if you talk like this, I am not swelling, I am going to explode."

"Then you can blow it up. It's best to fly directly to my place and save money for a flight." Lu Yinbing looked up and found a gap in the door of her mother's room, and quickly loosened his fingers. Then hold it down, and whispered again, "My parents are out, I'll talk later."

Lu Yinbing didn't mind her parents knowing about Xia Yitong's existence, but it didn't mean she didn't mind that Lu Yunzhang and Liu Xinmin were so embarrassed to hear her and Xia Yitong's greasy and crooked speech.

"Dad, mom." She greeted.

Liu Xinmin was in front, and Lu Yunzhang was behind. The two people walked out with smiles on their faces and glanced at Lu Yinbing's mobile phone that Lu Yinbing turned over. They seemed to have heard her talking. They were still happy. They must have been with that constant. It's over.

"Do you want to make dumplings?" Lu Yinbing asked them both.

"Bao." Liu Xinmin struck Lu Yunzhang's arm, and Lu Yunzhang walked over and picked up the rolling pin: "I'll roll the skin."

Liu Xinmin: "I'm going to chop stuffing."

"It's done," Lu Yinbing looked at her strangely, and pointed to the basin under his hand. "Here."

Liu Xinmin sighed without hesitation: "My daughter is really hardworking."

Lu Yinbing was silent for a moment, and said, "...Mom, you chopped it out, an hour ago."

"Really? Look at my memory." Liu Xinmin laughed dryly, kicked Lu Yunzhang's toes under the cover of the table, and Lu Yunzhang said: "Yes, your mother has been forgetting things recently, and the doctor said it was possible. It’s Alzheimer—"

Liu Xinmin retracted his foot from Lu Yunzhang's foot and continued to wink at him.

Lu Yunzhang had just suffered a kick and resisted the pain, and asked: "Your mother wanted to ask you, Shu Yao will not go home for the New Year this year, is there any conflict with you?"

Liu Xinmin secretly gave a thumbs up to her husband under the table, and then activated his naked eye vision of 1.5, not letting go of any micro expression on Lu Yinbing's face.

"Maybe it's busy." Lu Yinbing lowered his eyes and mixed the chopped dumpling stuffing with chopsticks, without leaking any flaws.

Lu Yunzhang: "Oh, I suddenly didn't make an important call. Daughter, can Dad borrow your cell phone?"

Lu Yinbing squeaked, put down his chopsticks, changed to a leisurely posture, leaned back on the table, because his hands were dirty, so he could not hold his arms, so he leaned on the table behind him, so he could look at her in a concealed manner. Parents who are afraid that people will not see anything.

"Come on, please start your performance."