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He didn't know why and didn't care. Until that day saw grandma's mobile phone, many things Shao Mian wanted to understand.

Don't always mention your son in front of the woman.

Bo Yi Yue, Bo Yi Yue, has a lot of ideas.

After four years, he could easily capture his son's heart.

When there was no smoke in the room, Shao Mian closed the window and went to the bathroom.

When he came out, his son was already asleep.

He lay on the bed, turned off the bedside lamp and held his son in his arms like Bo Yiyue.

Small body, flesh, Shao Mian mouth hook.

Shao Jiakang looked for a comfortable position in his arms, continued to sleep, and mumbled a few words in his mouth, "Mom, mianmianmian."

In front of a mother, let Shao Mian heartache, so that he ignored the mianmianmian in his mouth.

Since Bo Yiyue left, Shao Jiakang spent two-thirds of his time in the old house with his grandmother.

At other times, he would either take him out to various parties or go to his company. He later moved out from the Yugu Mingdi, Shao Jiakang has basically never been to a villa.

Yugu Mingdi - he has not been there for a long time, until last night, for the first time in nearly a year.

It's still downstairs. It's not even upstairs.

For his son, he advocates the concept of "poor boys, rich girls".

But he never refused what his son wanted.

His grandmother is in charge of education. However, Shao Jiakang is very smart and has a high IQ. He discovered it very early.

Still a bit precocious, he thought again is not because there is no mother's reason, he has no coquetry to rely on the embrace, can only strengthen himself.

But after knowing that he and Bo Yiyue have been in contact, they don't think so.

Therefore, after knowing that Han min had been quietly contacting Bo Yiyue, he overturned many of his previous ideas.

The night was getting deeper and deeper, and the man holding his son didn't feel sleepy.

Put the son away, take out his mobile phone, slide the mobile phone number. I can't help but open wechat and input the woman's mobile phone number. It's really a wechat: Yi.

Click add friend with a message: your son wants to see you.

After he asked her to do that four years ago, she thought she had only her son!

Sure enough, it passed quickly. She didn't sleep.

However, after adding friends, he did not speak, nor did she.

Open her circle of friends, which is very rich in life, nearly half a year is the entertainment life, as well as her various self portraits.

Occasionally, there will be a picture of a little girl in a small skirt with her face on her side or her back to the camera.

Where's the kid? Her? She gave birth to someone else?

Thinking of this possibility, Shao Mian returned to her wechat dialog box: you have other men in recent years!

Shao Mian glared at the mobile phone screen, as if as long as she dares to reply a yes, he dares to kill her.

Bo Yiyue, who is sleeping here, is a little confused. How could he suddenly ask?

Thinking of his numerous affairs on the Internet and his care, Bo Yiyue still clicks on one: Yes.

Maybe even if she doesn't answer that this is a word, Shao Mian will think that she has other men, right?

After a long time, Bo Yiyue was about to fall asleep. Her mobile phone rang suddenly, and Bo Yiyue immediately woke up.

"Did you find a gold owner to support you and make you better in the entertainment industry?"

Thin also month heart plug, heart cold, heartache. Is she such a woman in his heart? However, Bo Yiyue took a few deep breaths, adjusted her mood and typed.

"Yes."

This is the word, and it was sent nearly half an hour ago, and the mobile phone rang again.

"Now come and stay with me for one night. I'll invest in other TV series and give you a heroine."

Bo Yiyue almost dropped his mobile phone, calm down! After trying to calm down, she couldn't help but reply to him.

"You don't think I'm dirty, I don't think you're dirty!"

This time, when she thought he would reply very late, Shao Mian's message came soon.

"I watched you for a long time last night, but I didn't see you looked disgusted. Instead, it seemed to be very frank and crooked."

……

"Shao Mian, can you stay away from me? I beg you

This time, it was half an hour. It was more than one o'clock in the morning before Bo Yiyue received his reply.

"What do you think about when I ask you to do my women's business? Now give me the answer. "

"Ask your fiancee first and see if she agrees." Bo Yiyue is deliberately provoking him.

From ex-wife to his lover, ha ha, in addition to her Bo Yiyue, I'm afraid there is no one else!

"A toast is a penalty if you don't eat or eat!"Then both of them had no sound. Bo Yiyue was really sleepy and fell asleep with her daughter in her arms.

Shao Mian finished smoking his last cigarette. It was more than two o'clock. He returned from his study to his bedroom and fell asleep with his son in his arms.

In the early morning of the next day, Bo Yiyue went to the production team and had to shoot the early morning scenes.

In the afternoon, Bo Yiyue narrowed for a while and began to shoot the fighting drama.

Shangguan morning listen to the concubine's provocation, and Ning purple in the palace fight.

Both of them had martial arts skills and were beaten in a mess in the harem.

When the emperor came, Ning purple's sword just crossed shangguanchen's arm.

"Ah Jingxiu screamed.

Everyone was stunned. In the script, Jing Xiu was hit by a sword, but it was only a skin injury. There was no need to react so much.

Then you can see the sleeves of the light pink palace dress that Jingxiu was wearing was cut, and then began to bleed.

No matter how stupid they are, this is the props and swords arranged by the crew. They are not sharp at all. The palace clothes that have been cut off are still cracks made in the early stage.

Bo Yiyue is also scared. Where Jingxiu covers her, blood has penetrated into her clothes.

The assistants came around in a hurry. Some people went to get the first-aid kit. The director came here in a hurry.

Seeing Bo Yiyue's sword with blood in his hand, he looked at Bo Yiyue's expression, understood what was going on, and called out, "props group!"

Then a woman ran over, "director Xiao, what's the matter?"

"Don't you know the most basic blunt sword? Who prepared the props today? Let him go immediately

Jing Xiu's blood was stopped. In five minutes, a thin man ran up to Xiao Qiansheng, "director, I didn't mean to do it. Please forgive me for this incident."

He looked at Xiao Qiansheng with a deep appeal in his eyes, and then kept winking at Bo Yiyue.

Bo Yiyue looks at him in a daze. Who is he? What do you do to wink at yourself?

She doesn't seem to know him, well, she doesn't.

The skinny man, still praying, everyone noticed something wrong with him and immediately put their eyes on Bo Yiyue's body.

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