Unconventional screenwriter

Cheng Ze took An Yinya's mobile phone and looked at the comments and concerns from fans under her ins about him. Wei Wei turned his face and didn't know what to say.

An Yinya looked at the tangled face of the little boss, snickered inwardly, I see how long you can hold on.

After a while.

"Okay, then use your ins to post one."

"Nene."

It was only afterwards that An Yinya's many opinions made him instantly doubt whether he had made a wrong decision.

"Boss, what age are you still scissors hands."

"Boss, is your expression too cold? We are not looking for someone to ask for money."

"Boss, you sit so upright that you are not a patient, you are too stiff."

"Boss, why take a back photo, are we shameless?"

...

The little boss is recovering physically. Don't worry, don't worry. Look how sound he sleeps.

Ps: The boss actually didn't sleep. It's just that the two of us had a huge disagreement on how to take pictures. In the end, we could only reach an agreement on this sleeping photo, although we were not satisfied, but that's it.

The approximate content of the photo is: Mozawa is lying on the bed, his eyes are closed safely, his hands are naturally hanging on both sides of the quilt, his smile is very relaxed, and also very relieved.

After sending out, Cheng Ze and Anyinya looked at each other, frowning together, always feeling that something was wrong.

In an instant, An Yinya's ins dynamic was captured by a large number of Cheng Ze fans.

"Shengze Ouba's sleeping face is still so beautiful, but why does it feel wrong?"

"Not right +1"

...

"Not quite right +233"

"How stupid you are to reach an agreement on this kind of photo!"

"Ouba is really funny and cute"

An Yinya was angry when she saw it, did the interesting people say less about her.

"For the first time, I saw PS with more dynamics than content."

"Ah ah, when will Oppa open ins? Although Anyin Yaoni is very good, I still want to comment on Oppa's account."

An Yinya was a little bit uncomfortable, so let's not send out the sneaky benefits in the future.

And more comments are.

"Chengze Ouba, although you don't know that you can't see the truth, but you must pay attention to your body and take a good rest. We will always support you, Sa Langhe."

"An Yin Yaou Ni, can you help us talk to Cheng Ze Oba to let him pay attention to his health?"

Looking at these comments, Cheng Ze somewhat wanted to forget the last time he was surrounded and intercepted.

...

At seven o'clock in the evening, Cheng Ze had already finished the last bottle of water, and because of physical discomfort, he fell asleep early.

The orange light on the bedside gently fell on the young man, as if he was wearing a warm coat. The tall bridge of the man's nose cast a shallow shadow under the light from one side.

The man's sleeping face at this moment is soft and peaceful, like a bright moon.

"Tsk tusk, this face." Yoori wanted to touch it subconsciously, then Taeyeon hit him with a snap.

"Put down your paws." Taeyeon whispered.

"Sika touched it." Yuri said bitterly, her fingers long.

Taeyeon followed Yoori's gesture and looked over, then a black line on her face.

A hand painted with red cardamom was gently lifting her silly chin, the woman's superior chin was slightly offset, and her expression seemed to be smiling.

In short, it looks particularly wild.

"Don't play with him, what should I do when I wake up?" Taeyeon whispered.

"Why don't you pat her?" Yuri said indignantly.

"Can I be the same as you?" Sika chuckled lightly, but put her hand back.

The shocked Yoori looked at Taeyeon with a dazed expression, and then she saw that Taeyeon turned her head and did not speak, and her heart ached suddenly.

It turns out that it feels like not being favored.

Stop messing around,

"Good night." Taeyeon tucked the quilt on her chest to Cheng Ze.

"Good night." Yoori still tucked the quilt beside Chengze's feet.

Sika tilted her head and laughed. The idiot has learned a lesson and knows to send warmth to Cheng Ze where Taeyeon can't reach it?

Taeyeon glared at Yoori and knew that she should not be brought here.

Yoori smirked at Taeyeon.

"That's Zhaha."

Taeyeon: "I..."

The three of them went out quietly, and there was a lot of food and drink on the side table.

...

Mother Kim arrived the next morning.

Seeing Cheng Ze sitting on the hospital bed eating apples, Jin's eyes suddenly turned red.

Cheng Ze was shocked when he saw this. He ran out of bed and hugged Mother Jin carefully: "My mom, why are you crying?"

When Cheng Ze was thin last time, his face was still a bit fleshy, and this time he lost weight."Why are you so thin?"

"Uh, a man looks thin and beautiful. Look how fat my dad looks so fat."

Dad Jin, who was touching his big belly, was unhappy when he heard this. He was about to beat him up, and then he was undoubtedly stopped by Mother Jin and killed him.

After playing so much, Mother Jin didn't cry anymore, but all her concern was also fully expressed in the following lunch.

"Come on, eat more chicken."

"Yes, you can eat more. This chicken soup has been simmered for almost two hours by your mother, using a lot of precious ginseng. Drink more." Dad Jin added.

"No wonder it tastes so good, Ouma, you are really getting better at cooking." Looking at the bowl of chicken, Cheng Ze began to eat with a smile.

"Come on, have some soup to replenish vitality."

"Inside."

...

As soon as Taeyeon entered the door, she saw such a scene of family harmony, she laughed subconsciously, and suddenly she felt a little uncomfortable.

No, Abba and Ma's pamper her in full.

"Abba, my mom." Taeyeon pouted and exclaimed.

"Taeyeon is here, come over for dinner. Your puppet made a lot of dishes this time. Let's eat together." Papa Jin smiled and stood up.

"Okay, thank you Dad."

"WuliTaeTae is here."

"Inside." Taeyeon opened her arms and hugged Mother Jin tightly.

"My mother, I miss you so much."

Mother Jin touched her elder daughter's soft hair, with a smile of pampering affection.

"Inside, I want Wuli Taeyeon too."

Dad Jin and Cheng Ze watched all this with a smile.

...

"This piece of chicken thigh is mine, you can put it down for me."

"Yeah, I'll give it to you now, anger, you eat more."

"Shengze, I want to eat that meat omelet."

"Inside, I'll clip it for you."

"Your soup is gone, let me serve you some."

"sensible."

"Don't you like sweet and sour pork ribs the most? Eat more."

"Inside."

Mother Jin and Father Jin frowned. Cheng Ze's favorite is not sweet and sour pork ribs.

But watching the two siblings (?) getting along very lovingly, they were relieved.

Unexpectedly, just over half a year later, the relationship between them will be so deep.