Author: Dongxi Nanbei

The program recording site was filled with laughter.

Zhu Shuirou re-exerted her skills as a kindergarten teacher and started playing games with these children.

Children are innocent and lively by nature, and they get along more easily than adults. They have already played together, chattering and laughing non-stop.

When Qi Zhou took out a pot of black things from the kitchen and placed them on the table, it formed a tragic contrast with Yan Qing's "feast".

He greeted naturally, "Slowly, come and have a meal."

It was the first time that the child saw such a terrible dish. He shook his head very quickly and continued to play with the child.

Qi Zhou's eyes were also dark: "Don't look good, they can still be eaten."

Jiang He pretended to pass by, picked up a piece and tasted it. His face turned red and white, white and purple, and he couldn't speak for a long time.

What's this thing! It's so spicy!

During these five minutes, she thought that her acting career was going to be ruined and she was going to be poisoned and mute.

If it weren't for the trust of Qi Zhou, she would have thought that this was a spy sent by her opponent.

When he could speak out, Jiang He said with tears in his eyes and said with difficulty: "It's not bad."

Yan Qing, who was sitting at the dining table on the other side, was the first to start eating, but the last to lose her chopsticks and ate three waves of people away.

This was the first time someone cooked for her. She had to give her enough face no matter what, and she tried to stuff every corner of her belly with delicious food.

When she was completely satisfied with her food, she was about to consciously pick up the dishes and chopsticks on the table and prepare to take them to the kitchen to clean.

"I'll do it."

Someone was about to 0:1 second and collected the plate first.

Yan Qing looked at Qi Zhou holding the plate he had used: "No, no, I'll do it."

But from behind, a man's hand stopped her waist.

"Let him go."

Yan Qing turned around and looked at the person who could see the sound. Yan Huaiwen looked calm, took her hand and returned to the sofa.

Seeing that she was held by a man with his waist and held hands without any offense, Qi Zhou's eyes dimmed for a moment. After taking away Yan Qing's bowls and chopsticks, he turned around and walked into the kitchen.

Looking at the kitchen that seemed to have been blown in front of him, Qi Zhou had a headache, and he had no experience in cooking or cleaning the kitchen.

He rolled up his sleeves blankly, not knowing where to start.

At this moment, a rag flew from unknown direction and flew straight to the back of Qi Zhou's head.

Fortunately, he had excellent dynamic vision and saw something coming towards him through the mirror reflection of the range hood.

He turned sideways responsively.

With a "bang", a dark blue rag was pasted on the white tiles on the wall and then slowly slid down.

Qi Zhou turned around helplessly and asked, "Who is going to assassinate me?"

No one answered, and saw a figure running away quickly, only a corner of his clothes was seen.

Qi Zhou stared at the rag for a few seconds, picked it up and started washing dishes.

[It is right for Yan Qing to not come to the kitchen. This scene is comparable to a disaster blockbuster]

[Outside is a couple group that mixes oil in honey, and inside is an assassination group with new and old hatreds, wonderful and wonderful]

[Son, it's better to wash dishes. We don't be the light bulb outside]

[Is Jiang He just here? That indigo blue dress is her, she actually wants to sneak attack on us Qi Shen]

[Actually, the blue rag was just torn off her clothes, and that one was a global limited edition model that was worn for the first time in the season. The brand was crying and fainted in the toilet!]

[Shocked! What is Jiang He doing? Why is she so crazy? She tore up the limited customized dress from a big brand. This one will cost a lot of money]

[I heard that the dress was hand-woven with the softest silk, and it is a very luxurious fabric, with only one on the market]

[Jiang He, you are very good! You are willing to use this fabric as a dishwash for Qi Shen, which is worthy of the name of the Golden Right Hand]

[I laughed to death, it was obviously good intentions, why did it look like an attack? Fortunately, Qi Zhou reacted quickly, and if someone else had to be knocked out by this rag]

[Is this how your music scene shows good things to others? I learned it]

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At night.

Under Runrun's perseverance, the little guy got the chance to sleep with his mother at night.

Yan Qing was lying on the bed specially provided by the program team. The bed board was made of two beds, which was three meters long.

But it's not spacious.

She slept at one end of the bed, and Taotao was asleep next to her.

Feifei fell asleep in the middle. Because something happened to Zhu Shuirou's house, she went back temporarily. Given that it was already very difficult for Jiang He to deal with a child.

On Yan Qing's side, one is also good, two is okay, and three are good, so Feifei also joined Yan Qing's team of children.

At this moment, there were five people lying on the bed, herself, Taotao, Feifei, Runrun, and a big friend.

This old friend was Yan Huaiwen. At Yan Qing's strong request, the person who wanted to sleep next to his wife lay aggrievedly on the other end of the bed, with three small radish heads separated by the middle.

The three children, tired for a day, soon fell asleep.

The resentful husband's mood came along the air.

And in the dark night, Yan Qing's eyes shined.

The man on the other end did not close his eyes, but looked at the ceiling, not knowing what he was thinking.

Yan Qing turned his head and asked in a low voice: "Have you slept?"

Responding to her was silence and even breathing.

Her heart was lost for a moment.

Yan Qing felt that she had become more and more charming recently. Perhaps it was because Yan Huaiwen responded to everything that made her emotional fluctuate in such small things.

She sighed softly, looked at the moonlight that was sprinkling through the gauze curtain, turned over and planned to fall asleep.

But before she could sleep well, she heard a serene voice coming, and the figures were getting closer and closer to her until they completely enveloped her.

"Yan Yan, can't sleep?"

Yan Huaiwen's voice was not sleepy. He was clearly awake and had a seductive smile.

Yan Qing was really drowsy now. She looked at the person in front of her and said in a daze: "Why are you still coming to my dream?"

"Don't you want to dream of me?" His voice was low, like the sound of a cello.

When Yan Qing was sleeping, she looked at the unfamiliar arrangements around her and thought she was really in a dream.

She stretched out her finger and pointed at the man's solid chest, and her soft voice was filled with anger: "I don't want to see anything good in my dream."

Yan Huaiwen grabbed her little hand that was causing trouble, held it in the palm of his hand, and asked, "Hmm? What's wrong with me in my dream? Have you bullied you?"

"Bully." The two words were repeated between her lips, then she shook her head, suddenly stretched out her arms to hug his waist, and smiled sweetly.

"You love me very much." This is very confident, not like Yan Qing's previous vague words.

Maybe in her dream, he always loved her very much.

Yan Huaiwen's heart seemed to suddenly sink, so sour, and suddenly it seemed to be filled with emotions. It seemed to break through the shackles of the body and pour out.

He stroked the broken hair in Yan Qing's ears behind him and gently kneaded her white ears, with undissolved emotions in his eyes, as if he was about to drown him.

"Yes, I love you very much."

In this confession of love, Yan Qing blinked her eyes a few times, like the light wings of a butterfly flying among the flowers.

But the little butterfly thought he was in a dream, just docked in the petals, closed his eyes, and fell asleep deeply, dreaming all night.

Yan Huaiwen looked at her sleeping face, and the light in her eyes was stunning.

A kiss fell between her lips, and he was kissing his sleeping beauty.

In order to protect the guests' privacy, the program team will not broadcast live at night, but this scene was clearly recorded by the camera.
Chapter completed!