"Sister Jingmian, it's time for the live broadcast soon."
"Okay." Song Jingmian responded in a low voice.
Some time ago, she was still struggling with what to talk to fans during the live broadcast. When she mentioned it to Xiao Nian, Xiao Nian just smiled and said: "Just chat with them about daily life. Fans like to be closer to their idols, so chatting." These are a good way for them to get close to their idols.”
Song Jingmian's eyes brightened: "I know!"
When the broadcast started, Song Jingmian was actually a little nervous.
I don’t know if it’s because it was the first time I faced fans alone, but I felt a little awkward anyway.
But as soon as she started, many fans flocked to her, and her enthusiasm shocked her.
[Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh my wife! 】
[Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo]
[So many wives, so many wives, so beautiful, ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo]
【Wife! ! ! ! I've been waiting for you for a long time! ! 】
The word "wife" almost blinded Song Jingmian's face.
She blinked and smiled, the pear dimples at the corners of her mouth were shallow, gentle and quiet.
"Hello, wives~"
As soon as Song Jingmian finished speaking, the live broadcast room suddenly became lively again, and the barrage was so fast that it was almost impossible to see the words on it.
[Ah ah ah, she called me wife. I don’t care. We are a perfect match! ! 】
[Nonsense, you are obviously calling me]
【You are calling me! ! ! You people are not allowed to steal my wife from me! ! ! 】
[Ah ah ah, my wife smiles so sweetly, I like it so much, I love you, I love you! ! 】
Song Jingmian has only been on the air for one minute, and a large number of fans have already poured in, and the upward trend is getting faster and faster.
Suddenly, just when Song Jingmian was about to say the next sentence, he was shocked by the picture on the screen.
[User I am Song Jingmian’s husband 11 will give away a luxury yacht X52]
[User I am Song Jingmian’s husband 11 gifts love X520]
[User I am Song Jingmian’s husband 11 will give away sports car X1314]
…
Song Jingmian was stunned for half a second and immediately closed the channel for sending gifts.
She had just forgotten about it before it started airing.
Song Jingmian looked at the cool special effects on the screen and was silent for a long time: "Thank you..."
Seeing this nickname, Song Jingmian paused and changed his name: "This netizen, because of me, forgot to turn off the gift-sending function before the live broadcast. You can contact me after it is over."
Song Jingmian had just turned off the function of receiving gifts, so this netizen stopped sending gifts. After Song Jingmian said this, he stared at the screen seriously.
After a while, the netizen who called "I am Song Jingmian's husband11" finally replied.
[I am Song Jingmian’s husband 11: Wife, don’t see anyone outside. 】
Seeing this information, Song Jingmian frowned slightly. Then she looked at the ID carefully and felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity.
Could it be...
That night, after the live broadcast ended, there were several hot searches on Weibo.
Mr.Bo said his wife should not see anyone outside the house#
#尧沧淳千亿#
#It turns out that Mr. Bo is also chasing stars, but he is chasing his own wife#
———
In June, Song Jing was busy again, but no matter how busy she was, she never forgot that the end of the month was Bo Jingci's birthday.
This is their first birthday together.
Song Jingmian had always resented his attitude towards her, so she never paid attention to these festivals and birthdays, and Bo Jingci didn't like the noisy atmosphere, or he didn't want to celebrate it himself.
In short, the two of them have missed so much since they got married, so no matter what happens this time, Song Jingmian must give him a good birthday.
The week before the end of the month, Song Jingmian flew to Milan for a magazine shoot.
When she got off the plane, Song Jingmian had a missed call on her cell phone.
"Aci?"
Bo Jingci chuckled: "Well, got off the plane?"
Song Jingmian responded obediently: "Yes."
"You have to eat well there and don't be picky about your food."
Song Jingmian felt sweet in her heart: "I know."
Some time ago, in order to maintain her figure, she ate very little, almost all of which was light.
Later, for some reason, I suddenly fainted while playing with the family cat in the yard at noon one day. Fortunately, Bo Jingci was by my side at the time and did not fall to the ground.
It didn't take long for Song Jingmian to wake up and realize that she had just fainted due to low blood sugar, so Bo Jing didn't need to be nervous.
But Bo Jingci was so worried that no matter how much Song Jingmian promised, he still took her to the hospital for a check-up.
The results of the examination revealed that there was indeed nothing serious, it was just hypoglycemia, coupled with a poor work and rest schedule recently, resulting in endocrine disorders.
"Look, I just said it's no big deal."
Bo Jing said "Yes" and just touched her hair gently, "Are you quite proud of yourself?"
Song Jingmian suddenly felt guilty.
She really didn't eat well during this period, and she wasn't very hungry this morning and didn't eat breakfast...
"I just didn't have breakfast today."
Her voice was a little soft and she looked aggrieved. Coupled with Bo Jingci's height advantage, what he saw when he looked down was Song Jingmian's quail-like head, and he couldn't help but sigh.
"I will supervise your meals from now on."
"hold head high."
Hearing that Bo Jingci didn't blame her, Song Jingmian breathed a sigh of relief and looked up at him with bright eyes.
…
"Remember to take pictures for me at all three meals."
Song Jingmian whispered: "It's not necessary..."
As soon as she finished speaking, the man said with a dangerous voice: "Huh?"
"Nothing." She chuckled, "I promise to complete the mission!"
Bo Jingci chuckled lightly on the other end.
——
After finishing the morning's shooting, while Song Jingmian was eating, she took out her mobile phone and took a photo.
【Eating! 】
It's noon in Milan, and it's past six in the afternoon in Beijing, so it's time for Bo Jing to resign from get off work.
Later, he also sent a photo
Bo Jingci: [Accompany you. 】
After receiving his photo, Song Jingmian smiled. Although the two were separated by time difference, they still seemed to be by each other's side.
Bo Jingci: [When will you come back? 】
Song Jingmian bit her lip: [Not sure. 】
I really didn’t know how many days it would take to shoot before I came here, and the photographer was very strict and wouldn’t give up until he got a photo he was satisfied with.
Song Jingmian teased him: [I just came here and you asked me when I was going back. Do you miss me? 】
The man replied instantly: [Well, I miss you. 】
"Sister Jingmian, why are you smiling so happily?"
Xiao Nian poked her arm in confusion.
Song Jingmian suppressed a smile: "It's nothing."
"Hey." Xiao Nian clicked her tongue a few times, "I must be chatting with my brother-in-law again."
"The look on his face is really boring."
Song Jingmian: "...What do you know, single guy?"
Xiao Nian: "..."
hateful! ! ! What did singles do wrong? !
Xiao Nian said angrily: "Sister Jingmian, eat first."
"Otherwise, brother-in-law will have to worry again."
After Sister Jingmian fainted from hypoglycemia some time ago, Mr. Bo came to her and asked her to take more care of Song Jingmian when she was away and supervise her to eat on time.
This was Xiaonian's job. After Mr. Bo gave her instructions at that time, he even paid her salary...
But she confiscated it. This matter was her responsibility. No matter how much she liked money, she couldn't accept it.
It's just that he was invisible and showed off his face again.
