Qin Yiyue shakes and immediately nestles in his arms. "Did I wake you up? Or I'll go out and sit for a while. "
"It's cold outside. It's easy to catch a cold." He Qiaoyan put her chin on her fine white hair and screwed it on. "Darling, I won't force you."
Qin Yiyue can't help but raise his mouth. "We won't go home tonight. Is Xiaobao OK?"
"I told him that you and I need some time to develop our relationship. He can understand. "
"Oh, oh."
"As long as Xiaobao is willing to talk and communicate with others, he is almost like an adult, so don't worry about him too much. You are only 26 years old. Don't rush to position yourself as a child's mother. "
"I'm really subconscious." Qin smiled sheepishly.
"In the future, you will spend more time on our relationship."
"I will." Qin Yiyue reached out and hugged he Qiaoyan. With a silly smile, he said, "I'm so happy, Tu Hao."
"Well?" He Qiao's dinner was lazy.
"Haha, I used to think that I had to marry a handsome, rich and beautiful husband. I didn't expect that it should be realized accidentally. I thought a while ago, I have to find a time to get you done. Now it's done. "
He Qiaoyan patted her little butt. "How do you want me to react when you talk so loudly?"
Qin Yiyue smiled twice, rubbed lightly in He Qiao's feast like a child, and then closed his eyes.
He Qiaoyan looks at her sleeping face without any defense, and gently prints a kiss on her forehead.
**
the next day.
Qin Yiyue, who slept beautifully, was awakened by a cell phone ring.
She closed her eyes, stretched out on the bed and scratched for her cell phone.
"Hello."
"Qin Yiyue!"
"Mom, what's the matter?"
"My God is getting married!" Roared Luo Mingmei, the whole person is not good.
Qin Yiyue's sleepiness was repelled by Luo Mingmei's words, "Mo Dushen's wedding news has been released?"
"So you already know?"
"I knew that just before. I thought it was a low-key marriage."
"Most of the entertainment stars have been invited, and I don't know what the background of the woman is. It's so amazing."
"The bride is my little aunt."
"Ah? Cloud grid? " Luo Mingmei dare not set the channel.
"Yes. I want to be the bridesmaid of Cloud Gate. Mom, do you want to come with dad? Do you feel the charm of your God at close range? Mo Mu is more handsome than the TV series. The photographer didn't take a picture of him. "
"Really?"
"Really. Would you like to come over here? Qiao Yan said that he would take Xiaobao and me home in the evening. If you and dad go to the wedding, we can go home together in the evening. "
After struggling for a while, Luo Mingmei said, "come on, go with your son-in-law and grandson. If your father knew that I was infatuated with Xiaoshuai pot when I was old, he would be sad. "
"Dad doesn't know you're crazy now."
"Qin Yiyue, can we have a good chat? What about respecting the old and loving the young? "
"All right, all right. Mom, are you sure you don't want to go? "
"Be sure and be sure. Just take more pictures for me and come back. "
"Well, that's quite a requirement."
Qin Yiyue chatted with his mother for a few more minutes before hanging up reluctantly.
She yawned and slurred downstairs.
The cottage they live in is actually a villa.
Everything you need for life is here, and all the kitchen utensils are available.
Of course, it may also be the reason why he Qiaoyan occasionally comes here to stay.
Qin Yiyue went downstairs to find a voice and walked to the kitchen door.
He Qiao is busy with her back in front of the stove.
The long, tight body is wrapped in linen home clothes, and the pants with wide feet make the whole person look tall and elegant.
This kind of clothes is really very selective. We need to change our clothes to show the effect of urban-rural integration immediately.
Qin Yiyue salivates and takes out his mobile phone.
Several photos were snapped.
When he Qiaoyan heard the sound of the shutter, he turned around and said, "wake up?"
Qin Yiyue, smiling and dogleg jumping to the back of He Qiao's banquet, "Tu Hao, what are you doing for breakfast?"
"Noodle soup."
"Oh, oh." Qin Yiyue saw the noodle press and all kinds of food materials. "He Dong, you are so good."
To make a noodle soup, we should start from mixing noodles and rolling noodles. It's really a pursuit.
She has no such patience.
No wonder the excellent chefs are all men. They are more persistent in their pursuit of food than women.
Girls all the way to claim that they are eating goods, most of them just eat a large amount, but not refined.People who can really eat and enjoy delicious food will not say what they have eaten or what they have eaten.
"When you have time, do something that you can't normally do for you." He Qiaoyan said with a smile, "go wash your hands and peel garlic for me."
"Good." Qin Yiyue put down her mobile phone and hugged Heqiao's waist to work.
He Qiaoyan didn't know what to say to her little act. He Qiaoyan kept busy with her work.
**
they worked hard for an hour, and the noodles with strong strength and strong flavor were ready.
I don't know whether it's a good mood or a really delicious noodles. Qin Yiyue has killed two bowls and taken dozens of photos before he can lie on the sofa with his stomach in his arms and eat.
When I was cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks, I kicked a little girl who had no image. "Doctor Qin, please pay attention to your image in front of your man later. It's hard for me not to have an affair in the future."
"What is the image? Can you eat it?" Qin Yiyue gave him a sidelong look. "Tu Hao, keep the bowl. I'll wash it later."
"To show, wait for the next time."
"Well. After you cook, I am responsible for washing dishes, Xiaobao is responsible for eating, and the division of labor is perfect. "
He Qiao went into the kitchen with a bowl and chopsticks.
**At noon, Qin Yiyue and He Qiao return to the villa to meet Xiaobao.
Xiaobao looks at the two people. His nose is not his nose and his eyes are not his eyes. He is obviously dissatisfied with the two fathers and mums who have no morality and love and don't bring his light bulb.
It wasn't until Qin Yiyue made a cartoon cake for him that his black face got better.
Holding a small cake, he purposely sat across from the Hojo feast.
He Qiao snorted at the dinner and didn't care about him.
They wait for Xiaobao to take a lunch break before they go to the appointed modeling room to do modeling.
This modeling studio is often for the major stars to do modeling, in addition to their hair, clothes, makeup is also responsible.
Qin Yiyue seldom makes up, only does basic skin care, but she understands the change of make-up to a woman.
From the last time she got married, she knew it.
But she has no time to learn how to make up.
After entering the modeling room, the concierge takes the three of them into a VIP room.
The interior decoration is very modern and has a sense of surpassing the times.
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