Chinese entertainment: What's wrong with actresses wanting to improve?

Chapter 328 A Bowl of Human Flavor

The car stopped downstairs at Yang Rong's house. After the bodyguard checked the surroundings, Fu Yibai got out of the car.

After telling Guo Zhenni what time she would pick him up the next day, he headed towards the apartment building.

"Knock knock knock".

Fu Yibai knocked on the door once, but no one answered, so he knocked again.

"Knock knock knock".

This time, Yang Rong's voice came from inside the room.

Who is it?

"I."

"Da da da".

A series of hurried footsteps approached from afar, and the door clicked softly as it opened a crack.

Yang Rong, wearing soft pajamas, peeked out from behind the door with a look of surprise and lingering weariness on her face.

"Why are you here?"

She stepped aside.

"Come in quickly."

Fu Yibai walked into the familiar room, where a faint jasmine fragrance wafted in the air, exactly the same as the one she was wearing.

"I knew you finished filming, and I missed you, so I came to see you."

Yang Rong was stunned for a moment, then stood on tiptoe, wrapped her arms around his neck, and kissed him.

Her lips were warm and soft, still languid from just waking up, and her weight clung to him without reservation.

Fu Yibai put his arm around her waist, his palm pressed against the curve of her lower back, and he could feel the warmth of her skin through her thin nightgown.

After a while, Yang Rong finally released him, her forehead pressed against his chin, her breathing a little unsteady.

I miss you too.

Yang Rong's voice was muffled, her face buried in his chest.

"You missed me but didn't tell me you were back."

If I hadn't come, were you planning to hide at home for a couple of days?

"What's wrong with hiding for two days?"

Yang Rong raised her head, her eyes sparkling with light, and the corners of her mouth curved into a smile.

"You'll definitely come looking for me anyway."

Her breath brushed against his neck as she spoke, warm and carrying a faint scent of jasmine.

"You haven't eaten yet, have you? I'll go get you something to eat."

"No, I'm not hungry."

"That won't do, it's already this late."

Yang Rong broke free from his embrace and walked barefoot into the kitchen.

Fu Yibai changed into slippers, followed her to the kitchen door, and leaned against the door frame to watch her.

Yang Rong opened the refrigerator and took out two eggs and a bunch of scallions.

Her movements were very practiced, clearly indicating that this wasn't her first time cooking for herself.

"Tomato and egg noodles, is that alright?"

"OK."

Yang Rong placed the pot on the stove, turned on the fire, and poured in the oil.

When an egg is cracked into a bowl, it makes a crisp sound when stirred with chopsticks.

She poured the chopped tomatoes into the pan, stir-fried them for a few seconds, and the sweet and sour aroma of the tomatoes mingled with the heat of the oil, filling the small kitchen.

Fu Yibai wrapped his arms around her waist from behind.

Yang Rong's body stiffened slightly, then relaxed, leaning back against his chest.

"Stop fooling around, I'm cooking."

Her voice held a hint of reproach, but her hands didn't stop moving. She flipped the pot with the spatula, added water, and put the lid on.

"What kind of movie are you filming this time?"

"It was an art film, and it took more than two months to shoot."

Yang Rong turned around and put her hands on his shoulders.

"An art film?"

"What? I have artistic aspirations too~"

Yang Rong raised her chin proudly, but her eyes were full of tenderness.

Fu Yibai smiled and pinched her cheek.

"I know, our teacher Yang is the best."

The water in the pot began to boil vigorously, and the steam made the lid rattle softly.

Yang Rong turned to lift the lid, but Fu Yibai still had his arms around her, so she busied herself in his arms like a bird being carefully protected.

The noodles were put into the pot, and she gently stirred them with chopsticks, the rising steam blurring her profile.

By the way, there's something I wanted to ask you.

Fu Yibai released her and leaned against the stove next to him.

"The second season of 'Divas Hit the Road' is in pre-production, do you want to go?"

Yang Rong paused for a moment.

"Is this the second season of 'Divas Hit the Road'?"

"Um.

The first season was great, and the second season is planned to follow the Iceland route, where you can see the Northern Lights.

Binbin, Liu Yan, and Hu Jing are all going; we still need a few more spots.

Yang Rong remained silent for a few seconds. The noodles in the pot were still bubbling. She stirred them with her chopsticks.

"I'm not going."

She turned her head to meet his gaze.

"I've been traveling for two months this year and have had a good rest."

Let's give this opportunity to the other women in the company.

"There are still a few sisters in the company who haven't had a break yet, let them go and have some fun."

I can stay at home; I can use this time to read scripts and hone my acting skills.

The noodles in the pot are cooked.

Yang Rong turned off the heat, scooped the noodles into a bowl, poured on the tomato and egg sauce, and sprinkled on some chopped green onions.

She turned around, holding the bowl, and handed it to him with a smile on her lips.

"Try it."

Fu Yibai took the bowl, picked up a mouthful of noodles with his chopsticks, blew on it, and put it in his mouth.

The noodles are chewy, and the sweet and sour taste of tomatoes and the aroma of eggs blend together, creating a very homely and comforting flavor.

"tasty."

Yang Rong's eyes curved slightly.

"Then eat more."

The two sat at the coffee table in the living room. Yang Rong served herself a small bowl and sat next to him, occasionally putting food into his bowl.

After finishing her noodles, Yang Rong cleared away the dishes.

Fu Yibai nestled on the sofa and turned on the TV, which was showing the fourth episode of the fourth season of Running Man.

After washing the dishes and drying her hands, Yang Rong came over and sat down next to him.

Fu Yibai reached out and pulled her into his arms.

Yang Rong leaned in to the side, nestling into his arms like a cat that had found its den.

After a while, Yang Rong spoke up in a muffled voice.

"Were you very free at the company today?"

Why do you ask that?

"Why would you suddenly come over if you weren't free?"

Fu Yibai gripped her thigh tightly with his hand.

"It hurts~"

"Don't talk nonsense. I already told you, I came to see you because I missed you."

"If you miss me, why are you watching TV here?"

Let's go back to the bedroom~

Yang Rong's fingers playfully caressed Fu Yibai's abs.

Fu Yibai couldn't concentrate on watching TV anymore. He got up, picked up Yang Rong, and carried her to the bedroom.