"The wild men you raised have had internal conflicts?"

Si Sheng was amused and crying, "Comrade Ling Xize, your gloating is a bit obvious."

Is that true?

Ling Xize stretched out two fingers, pulled the corners of his upturned mouth back, flattened it, and then asked seriously: "Is this better?"

"ha……"

Si Sheng couldn't help laughing, and was overjoyed.

After laughing enough, she calmed down, "Give you a seat?"

"OK."

So Si Sheng took the initiative to extend his hand to Ling Xize, and Ling Xize bent down and picked her up in the waist.

Ling Xize occupied her rattan chair and let her sit across his lap.

Si Sheng leaned against him and shook his long legs, "Did you drive away Chuchu?"

"Give me a look and leave." Ling Xize said slowly.

"Show up."

Si Sheng reached out to pull the corner of his mouth and raised the corner of his mouth upwards.

"You little childhood sweetheart is interesting enough." Si Sheng raised his eyebrows and praised him without stinginess. "I just searched and directed and acted by myself, edited, sang, acted and photographed, and I am proficient in everything?"

She looks like a gentle and beautiful little girl, but she didn't expect to be quite resilient and lived her life as she pleased and colorful.

Si Sheng lives down-to-earth, but not down-to-earth.

I rarely know such a fresh urban girl.

"Um."

Ling Xize did not deny Si Sheng's praise.

But he only ruled for this second and soon continued to say something, "It's amazing. She's proficient, and you know nothing about it."

“…”

Si Sheng muffled his face with a palm.

As soon as his foot touched the bottom, Si Sheng got up and wanted to leave, but he had an extra hand on his waist, and pulled her back again and fell back.

"I haven't even worn shoes, where are you going?"

Ling Xize pinched her waist, slowed down her strength, and gently rubbed her.

Si Sheng was made to laugh by him, and the little emotion had long since disappeared. She shook her legs and asked him, "Have you gone bad peach blossoms?"

"Go away."

"Are you hiding from her today?"

"Um."

Squinted slightly, Si Sheng was quite upset, "...Why are you afraid of her?"

"I'm not afraid of her," Ling Xize explained indifferently, grabbing her slender wrist and rubbing it in her hands, "I'm afraid of you."

"Um?"

"Downward love cannot be made public." Ling Xize patiently picked up the morning topic and said to her heart word by word, "It is not good for you."

He didn't mind saying these words to Si Sheng over and over again.

With Si Sheng's temperament, if you listen to it once or twice, you won't feel at all. You will feel annoyed after a long time.

She was not interested in the external evaluation, and she moved with her heart, and the world was free and vast, so she could fly. However, if she wanted to arrange it with peace of mind, she had to pay attention to these things.

He wouldn't let her bother, so the specific situation was different.

only--

She couldn't stand her intelligence, and she could always guess a rough idea by following clues.

He lowered his head slightly, and a strand of hair slipped over his shoulders and fell to the front, covering his side face, leaving behind a curved and graceful outline. Si Sheng's eyelids drooped, his slender eyelashes trembled, and then he lifted up again.

"Listen to you."

Suddenly he turned his head, Si Sheng responded in this way, and his dark and translucent eyes made people feel palpitations.

Ling Xize was so amazed by her moment that her heartbeat was half a beat.

As she said, the beauty of the world and the beauty of the country is beautiful. No matter how long she is with her, she will be amazed by her face.

Every frown, smile, every move is heart-warming and worrying.

When Ling Xize was stunned for a few seconds, Si Sheng suddenly thought of something, "What is the dowry that Lao Yi gave you?"

Ling Xize, whose thoughts were dissipating, paused slightly, came back to his senses and chuckled: "Is it necessary to promise you? Book a plane ticket tonight and you will be able to return to the city lockdown tomorrow."

Si Sheng stared at him casually, "I found that you climbed up the pole very quickly."

"Yes." Ling Xize responded without changing his expression, and then asked, "Will you go to my house after returning to the lockdown?"

Si Sheng narrowed his eyes, "How many days have they been?"

"Six years."

I used to feel that I spent a short time together and my relationship was unstable, so I kept dragging myself to see my family, and even my social circles were not integrated.

Now……

It's not too early to do anything.

"It's been six years, and I don't care about it for a while." Si Sheng said perfunctorily.

Meet the parents?

What attitude should we take?

It definitely won’t work for Si Shangshan like that.

It's not possible for employers.

To others...

Forget it, no comparison, no one in the same circle.

When she thinks about it carefully, Si Sheng rarely has the experience of "geting along normally" with the previous generation. "Meeting parents" or something is like a challenge for her.

If you can, drag it.

"Um."

Ling Xize did not force her.

*

The next day.

All the work you should do, all the places you should play, and all the things you should eat.

The group went home.

Si Sheng and Ling Xize drove back to Ancheng, and Chu Liangxia's documentary crew had to rush directly to the next filming location. After arriving in Ancheng, they had to take a plane to the Western Regions, so they said goodbye to them at the door of the hotel.

On the expressway, a two-hour drive.

Si Sheng woke up and arrived in Ancheng City.

Ling Xize just got off the expressway.

Si Sheng had not yet awakened completely, and he half-slimmed his eyes and looked at the streets that were quickly retreating outside the window, and asked lazyly: "Have you finished your business in Ancheng?"

"Um."

Closed his eyes, Si Sheng pondered for a moment, and suddenly woke up, "I'll make an appointment to meet someone in two days."

Ling Xize's eyes floated towards this side with a faint look.

"Who is it?"

The tone is sour.

Why does she have to do so many things?

Si Sheng buried his face on the pillow, rubbed it twice, and finally woke up, "Editor, talk about business."

Seeing that she opened her eyes completely, Ling Xize lowered the car window and a breeze blew in.

He asked almost speechlessly: "You always have such a unique way of sobering?"

Throwing the pillow into the back seat of the car, Si Sheng lay on the open window, allowing the breeze to lift her messy hair.

“It’s not always like this.”

Her voice was hoarse and lazy, and she heard it in the wind.

In front of others, the image must be established.
To be continued...