Midnight Cinderella - Chapter 62
The Forty-Second Night (2)
Standing outside Jiang Ran’s door, Feng Jing first tidied his clothes and hair before ringing the doorbell.
“Woof, Woof!” Er Huang’s voice sounded immediately followed by Jiang Ran’s brisk footsteps.
When she opened the door for him, Feng Jing couldn’t help laughing. “Sorry, I’ve made you wait for a long time.”
“No, you come in first.” Jiang Ran pulled him in and hung his jacket off on the hanger.
Feng Jing took off his mask and cap, then handed her the pink paper bag in his hand. “This is for you!”
Jiang Ran glanced curiously, distinguishing that it was Bunny’s paper bag. “What’s in it?”
“Perfume, a Christmas limited edition, it’s not yet on the market.” Feng Jing rubbed her soft hair and looked at her with a smile. “Their lead man gave it to me, I just borrowed it to make a gift for you.”
“Wow, really?” Often the word added with “limited” was more attractive, moreover, it was not on sale yet. Jiang Ran couldn’t wait to open it. Just at the first glance and the pink perfume bottle touched her young girl’s heart. “It’s so cute! Going by my experience as a customer, this perfume will definitely sell well! “
There was a delicately crafted bow on the perfume bottle, dotted with Christmas greens and reds (Xmas colours). On the bottle was Bunny’s logo, a pair of rabbit ears (the pair of rabbit ears printed on the bottle itself), the company’s trademark that made the item appear cuter and softer.
“This perfume seems to be called Pink-Snow-Sweetheart. Its smell was quite fresh. You give it a try.”
“Ok.” Jiang Ran opened it and gently spritzed some out. The top note blended sweet orange’s luscious (fragrant and sweet) and other fruity fragrances, sweet but not greasy (agreeable sweetness), very refreshing. “Very good, it’s suitable for winter.”
“The base note becomes fresher and fresher. Also, I feel it’s nice, but if you use it, we won’t smell the same anymore.”
Jiang Ran was amused by Feng Jing’s words. “So you also use it, then we will become the same again.” Saying so, she really sprayed it toward Feng Jing’s head and smiled. “Aren’t you just a sweetheart?”
“No, you are the best of sweethearts.” Feng Jing smiled, held her hand, and planted a kiss on her forehead. “All right, I’m going to cook, otherwise my cute little Ran Ran will go hungry tonight.”
Jiang Ran returned to her room and put the perfume away. After playing with Er Huang for a while, she looked curiously into the kitchen and went to see what Feng Jing was doing.
She held her phone and quietly approached the kitchen. Feng Jing, who was immersed in cutting the vegetables, heard her footsteps, and he glanced back. Jiang Ran was holding her mobile phone and taking a picture of him, he smiled back at the camera and asked her, “What? Are you taking a sneak shot again?”
Jiang Ran said, “This time, it’s not a picture, but a video.” Saying this, she walked towards him and first took a close up of his reaction, then pointed the lens toward the vegetables at the chopping board. “Wow, the vegetables Film Emperor Feng chopped are not as good-looking as his face.”
Feng Jing laughed and wanted to cover the lens with his hands. Jiang Ran avoided his devil claws and pointed the camera at him again. “Don’t be shy. Although the vegetables you cut don’t look as good, it’s enough that you have a good-looking face. They say- a man who can cook is the most handsome. You continue to cut, ignore me.”
Feng Jing: “—”
She held a phone next to him to shoot, how could he focus on cutting vegetables?
Jiang Ran was just like a reporter, mimicking one quite realistically as she asked, “How many times has Film Emperor Feng been in the kitchen before this?”
“No, I don’t cook often, but I do it occasionally,” Feng Jing replied.
“Who usually cooks for you then?”
“I usually eat boxed meals when I’m filming, and my assistant cooks for me when I’m not working.”
“Do you think your assistant’s cooking is delicious?”
“It’s not as delicious as yours.”
“All right, I’m going to cut this part out and show it to your assistant.”
Feng Jing finally couldn’t help but block her camera. “Do you still want dinner tonight? Go out and play with Er Huang.”
“Woof!” No one knew when Er Huang had gotten into the kitchen. He heard Feng Jing calling his name, shook his tail, and looked at him.
Jiang Ran turned around and pointed the lens at Er Huang. “Er Huang, are you hungry?”
“Then we will go out first and let him feed you after he finishes cooking, is that ok?”
After Jiang Ran had finally led Er Huang out, Feng Jing leaned against the cabinet, looked at their backs, and laughed for a while before continuing to chop vegetables again.
He made a total of three dishes and one soup, but it took a lot of time. By the time he was all done, it was almost six. Jiang Ran and Er Huang both surrounded him. The dishes looked quite ordinary. But since they came from Film Emperor Feng’s hands, their value naturally increased manifolds.
Jiang Ran picked up her chopsticks, tasted the fried potato shreds, and blinked at him. “Better than I expected.”
Feng Jing pursed his lips. “How unpalatable did you expect it to be?!”
“Hahahaha, it’s not bad. All right you try it yourself.”
Feng Jing had already tasted the dish before serving it. If it was too unpalatable, this dish would not have had a chance to make it to the table. Jiang Ran set a bowl filled with rice for both of them and fed Er Huang a piece of meat before pulling a chair out to sit down. “Don’t eat, let me take a photo.”
She took out her mobile phone and shot a ‘family portrait’ of the three dishes and one soup on the table. Only after, did she gesture to the chef to start eating.
When eating, they involuntarily started chatting. Jiang Ran, thinking back to the Weibo post she had seen recently, asked Feng Jing with curiosity, “Meng Xingchuan is your good friend, right?”
“Yes, what’s wrong?”
“I saw that Weibo has recently hyped his and Yu Yao’s CP, is it true?”
Feng Jing laughed. “You already said it was hyped, how could it be true then?” However, whether it was true or not right now, he was unsure as well. “I heard Qin Fan said that after all this Meng Xingchuan and Yu Yao will join a variety show together, probably it’s the start of pretending to be in love.”
“Wow, it sounds exciting.”
While they were talking, Feng Jing’s cell phone rang. He thought it was still about work, so he was a bit unhappy. After checking though, he found that it was “Holy Mother”.
When Jiang Ran heard this word, she suddenly became nervous. “Your mother?”
“Yes.” His mother rarely called him, this time he didn’t quite know what was going on. He answered the phone and asked with some doubt, “Mom, what’s wrong?”
Feng Jing’s mother’s voice sounded a little anxious, and she was talking a bit hurriedly. “Feng Jing, your sister is in the hospital.”
Feng Jing frowned suddenly and said, “Which hospital? I will be right over.”
The author has something to say:
Film Emperor Feng’s plan is completely ruined ~strewing flowers ~
Feng Jing: 🙂