food idol

Chapter 472

An Ran didn't urge her, so she said the next one, "Considering that you have a good appetite, you eat delicious food, and you have given birth to a son, the most of them are actually food and drink advertisements, as well as milk powder and diapers that came from behind. ..."

Before An Ran could say anything, Wen Tang shook his head, "The country has not been peaceful in the past two years, and there are so many black insiders in the food industry, it's too late to hide. In addition, Gu Su and I are not going to intentionally throw glutinous rice balls in front of the camera Tweet, it's cruel enough for an artist's child to have no privacy, let's talk about it when he grows up and likes the camera himself."

An Ran gave her a thumbs up, "So, I finally screened these two for you."

He quickly typed out two pieces of paper and handed them over, "One is that our domestic mobile phone brand has called for support of domestic products in the past two years, and the quality is also reliable, and the other is the endorsement of F country women's clothing in Asia, and the term can be negotiated. "

Wen Tang took it over and looked at it for a while, and felt that there was no major problem, "Okay, you can make arrangements. By the way, I will go back to Qihuang after the filming is finished. I haven't shown up for more than a year and a half, and I will go to see it for Gu Su." Brother Yan and them."

In the evening, Gu Su called Wen Tang and said that he had been shortlisted for Berman Crabbe's second interview list, so it was probably not a big problem.

Wen Tang congratulated him, then remembered a very serious and urgent question, "Where is our son?"

Gu Su smiled, moved the phone aside, "Fell asleep."

The sleeping glutinous rice balls were like little angels, their small hands were clenched into fists, and they were just placed beside their heads. Because they tilted their heads slightly, their cheeks were slightly squeezed together, and their pink and tender mouths were pouting.

Looking at it, Wen Tang couldn't help reaching out to touch it, tracing the outline of his son over and over again along the screen.

When she didn't meet Gu Su before, she didn't know how to miss, and when she didn't have a son, she couldn't understand the unforgettable and hard to let go.

But now, she has both feelings.

It's really hard to describe this feeling of blood and family love:

(End of this chapter)