Ling Fei's sudden love words made Tang Bingwan stunned for a moment, and the corner of her mouth slightly raised: "Then you go back to Yanjing tonight, I learned a dish."

"good!"

Ling Fei was determined.

Tang Bingwan blinked Jian Qiushui. She felt something was wrong with Ling Fei, but it didn't matter. No matter what happened, she could support him by his side.

He said that he really came back, Ling Fei sent a message to Yan Ruyu and asked Ajiu to buy a ticket and rush back to Yanjing.

When getting off the plane, Lingfei is no longer able to enter and exit the airport at will like before.

He asked Thirteen and Ajiu to send a sunglasses and put them on and leave.

The big sunglasses covered the face with a small half, but there was not so much attention.

Although some people have seen it, Ling Fei doesn't care, as long as it doesn't cause the so-called commotion.

In fact, many people are misled by the news, and real celebrities will not be so fanatical at the airport.

Because I can't recognize you basically, even if I recognize you, I'm just curious. A small number of people just look at you.

Unless you are really the top artist today, there are very few such artists.

In addition to top stars, they are veteran artists who are the best at the top.

So why do so many celebrities who are seen on TV come to pick them up?

Those people either have an artist's agency to disclose the news to enthusiastic fans in the fan base, or they are the water troops they hired.

The purpose is to create the illusion that artists are popular. False traffic can increase the artist's value, so that the agency can increase the artist's appearance fees and pay, and the ultimate goal is to make money.

Just imagine, China is so big, why do artists find themselves discovered by a group of fans wherever they go?

That's a coincidence, isn't it?

All are operational.

Yi Qingwu did not deliberately create such a false momentum for Ling Fei. Yi Qingwu wanted real fans, so that he could broaden the path for the future of traditional Chinese medicine.

Fake popularity cannot play any role, maybe some of it, but it is really unnecessary.

Ling Fei drove to Lingjiang Pharmaceutical in the parking lot. When he was about to get to the place, Ling Fei thought about turning the front of the car to the place where Tang Bingwan took him to.

It's dark now, and if nothing unexpected happens, Tang Bingwan should come back, especially she promised Ling Fei to cook earlier.

When he arrived in front of Tang Bingwan's house, Ling Fei rang the doorbell.

After waiting for a while, the sound of footsteps came from inside, and the door was opened.

Tang Bingwan was tied with an apron, her hair was tied up, and her sleeves were pulled up to reveal her white lotus arms as white as jade.

"Here I'm back."

Tang Bingwan said softly.

"Um."

Ling Fei smiled and answered Tang Bingwan's words Ling Fei was stunned for a moment.

"What's wrong?"

Ling Fei reached out and stroked Tang Pingwan's cheek: "Does our conversation look like a married couple?"

Tang Bingwan thought, and it seemed that she was really like that. Her wife welcomed her husband home and said something back.

There are still hot meals waiting at home. Isn’t this the most daily life between couples?

Such a warm and sweet daily life made a touch of tenderness surge in Tang Pingwan's heart. She raised her head gently: "Will you marry me?"

"Fool."

Ling Fei held Tang Bingwan's cheek and kissed her gently on her forehead, "Of course! I will love you for the rest of my life and will not let you suffer any grievances."

Tang Bingwan smiled, and as the iceberg melted, she also lost her beauty.

Tang Bingwan pulled Ling Fei in and sat down at the dining table. The table was filled with delicious food, and there were a wide variety of dishes.

"You did it?"

Ling Fei was surprised.

“Born.”

Tang Bingwan's tone became a little indifferent.

Ling Fei smiled in his eyes: "I'm angry, I'm not suspicious of you, I'm just amazed at your progress, I'll try it."

Ling Fei picked up the chopsticks, but Tang Bingwan grabbed his hand: "Go and wash your hands, it's so dirty."

"good."

After washing his hands, Ling Fei picked up the chopsticks and added an eggplant. The braised eggplant was put into his mouth and it made Ling Fei's eyes lit up: "It's delicious."

Tang Bingwan supported her chin with her bare hands and her beautiful eyes were cast on Ling Fei. Jian Qiushui was full of love.

I can’t express satisfaction when I watch my beloved enjoy the food I have prepared carefully.

The effort this afternoon felt that it was worth it! At this moment, Tang Bingwan understood a little why some women like to take care of their husbands and children. Looking at her husband's satisfied gaze, she felt that she had the whole world. Is such happiness worse than success?

This is their definition of happiness.

For modern working women, it seems unwilling to take care of their husbands and children, but this is also the happiness of a kind of person, who enjoys such a life.

There is nothing wrong with human choices. Whether it is a workplace woman or a husband and children, it is all personal choice.

As long as you feel happy, there is no problem with any choice.

Ling Fei picked up every dish and the taste was very good.

Of course, it is naturally far behind those hotel chefs. Ling Fei thinks that delicious food is not compared with those people, and he has specialized in his profession.

The comparison made by Ling Fei is about ordinary people, and among ordinary people, Tang Bingwan is fine.

“It wasn’t that good last time I ate it.”

Ling Fei Road.

Tang Bingwan pursed her lips. She often practiced cooking skills when she was free, so it was naturally not bad.

For someone like her, practicing cooking skills is incredible, but when she thinks of Ling Fei in her heart, she naturally wants to start practicing.

This is the same as knitting sweaters. Thinking about knitting sweaters by your beloved will make this originally boring process feel sustenance, and thinking about what expression will the other person look like when he sees the sweater knitted by himself?

With such expectations, such boring work becomes hopeful.

"You eat too."

Ling Fei couldn't help but say to Tang Bingwan.

Tang Bingwan held her lips: "Yes."

Have a meal and talk about trivial matters.

Ling Fei talked about what happened when recording the show, and Tang Bingwan told Ling Fei what happened in the company today, all of which were trivial matters.

This is the norm of life. Life always has more trivial things than big things.

Nothing big happened, the two of them were still happy.

What’s so happy is not about talking about something, but about the other person being by his side.

After dinner, the two hugged each other and watched TV. They used to not watch the old-fashioned and bloody TV at all, but now they hugged each other and occasionally complained about the funny and childish things in the play.

Gradually, it was late at night.

"Wan'er, it's late at night."

Ling Fei said softly in Tang Bingwan's ear.

Tang Bingwan's face turned red. She knew the subtext behind Ling Fei's words.

However, she didn't object... The newlyweds always enjoy the taste. Even if they are shy, they are willing to do this.

Ling Fei grabbed the tablet computer in Tang Bingwan's hand, put it aside, and pulled Tang Bingwan, whose face was red, into the room.

Tang Bingwan wanted to greet but refused, so she walked in together.

A good night.

At this moment, Dong Sakura and Rin Kyujo were packing her luggage.

She is ready to go to China tomorrow and start to continue her unfinished career.

"Challenging the world! It's not over yet."
Chapter completed!