My Best Actor Ex-Husband and I Became A Role-Model Couple

Jiang Ma was completely dumbfounded when she heard Jiang Anzhi's voice. She excitedly went to take a look, only to see who else was in the camera if it wasn't her good son.

"Why is Anzhi here? Isn't this Xiaochu's phone?"

"Didn't Xiaochu go on a business trip? How did you meet?"

"Or did Xiaochu make a special trip to see you?"

Facing his mother's constant questioning, Jiang Anzhi calmly explained: "We met at work."

"Eh? What kind of job can we still meet?" Jiang Ma said inexplicably, "Didn't Xiaochu go to record a popular science program... Oh, did you meet on the same program?"

Jiang Ma screamed belatedly, and the ecstasy at the corner of her mouth was completely uncontrollable.

Isn't this the legendary marriage of thousands of miles!

Let's just say that they are very good! Husband and wife, ouch, is this the rhythm to be made public!

"What program did you record? My god, what a coincidence."

"You'll know when it airs." Jiang Anzhi smiled and didn't answer.

Compared with Jiang Ma's joy, Xiao Douding on the side seemed particularly resentful:

"Mom lied to me~ take dad to work this time and not take me." He raised his eyebrows sadly: "I went to work with mom last time, and I behaved very well. Mom said she would take me there next time, but Why did you lie to me?"

Jiang Anzhi glanced at Feng Lanchu coolly. He knew that Feng Lanchu took Jiang Che to Sichuan and Sichuan. In his cognition, the dispatched study was just to attend lectures or visit study tours. Thanks to "Homeland Guardian" Thanks to ", he finally knew what Feng Lanchu's assignment study looked like.

Thinking of the couple having spent three months having fun in the nature reserve in Sichuan and Shu, he felt inexplicably terrified.

Although the conditions in Sichuan and Sichuan are better than here, it is also an area infested by poisonous snakes and beasts. A three-year-old milk doll followed her buttocks and ran after the beasts... Jiang Anzhi began to examine whether he was relaxing too much.

Feng Lanchu guiltily turned her eyes away, not daring to meet her gaze.

Jiang Anzhi didn't say anything, but took Feng Lanchu's mobile phone instead, leaning against the head of the bed and slowly said: "Mom and Dad are not convenient to take you with work this time, so I will take you to play next time."

"Really?" Jiang Che's small eyes showed hope.

"When did I lie to you?"

"Okay." Jiang Che finally turned from crying to laughing.

When Jiang Che was upset, only Jiang Anzhi could deal with it within a few words.

This kind of innate soothing ability made Feng Lan feel ashamed at first.

Seeing them chatting back and forth, Feng Lanchu voluntarily exited the chat room and prepared to sleep.

However, what's going on with Jiang Anzhi, why is he consciously lying on the bed.

What about pretending not to know each other?

Silently gestured to invite him out, Jiang Anzhi glanced at him, and unhurriedly lifted the quilt and put himself under the quilt.

"???"

Feng Lan has petrified at the beginning, what does this buddy mean.

But Feng Lanchu didn't chase people away at this moment, after all, her mother-in-law was still on the phone.

After Jiang Anzhi hung up the phone, she slowly said, "Shouldn't you go back to your room?"

Jiang Anzhi glanced at her unmoved.

"The makeup artist will come to put on makeup tomorrow morning, in case she bumps into her..."

"I'll be back before she comes."

Feng Lanchu's face was full of disbelief: "You never get up early."

"I really can." After Jiang Anzhi said, he stretched out his slender hand and pulled her into the bed, quickly turned off the light and lay down, and consciously held her wrist with his hand.

Well, it turned out to be for this.

Feng Lan was speechless at the beginning: "You really need to be cured of your wrist-grabbing disease."

"Yeah." Jiang Anzhi rubbed her soft wrist with his fingertips, and soon relaxed.

He has basically not rested since yesterday, and since the afternoon he has a headache like a thousand people are beating drums inside.

Although the symptoms were gradually relieved after returning to Golmud, only at this moment did he really relax, and soon fell into a deep sleep.

Listening to the even breathing beside her, Feng Lanchu was completely convinced, and silently adjusted the alarm clock at 5:30, ready to be responsible for waking him up.