Seeing his girlfriend's expression and uneasiness, Qi Yuncheng hurriedly took the coat from her hand and spoke.

"I know Deyun has many rules and elders, which can easily embarrass you, but these old gentlemen are very nice.

Especially the young master, you will understand it once you have seen him, and you will never have a straight face.

Unless I meet some colleagues, I feel like I can’t hold up the wall with my peers.”

"Oh? Does this old gentleman have any stories? I want to hear them. What do you know?"

Many times, Song Yi completely regards her boyfriend as a story bank, because he knows too much, and knows everything before and after the founding of the People's Republic of China, as if he knows everything.

So he looked full of expectation.

But she didn't know how Qi Yuncheng's stories could come out of thin air. It was not just talking to the old gentleman in daily life. They mentioned it and gained some experience.

For example, when he went to Tianjing this time, he also learned some interesting stories through Young Master and Mr. Jin.

"What do you want to know?"

"Let's talk about Mr. Ma, happy stop. I have seen the walnut cake that Mr. Ma mentioned, and finally made it out of glutinous rice sticks."

"Okay, let me think about it."

Qi Yuncheng looked at his girlfriend and smiled.

Young Master's cross talk is very classic. Let's not talk about traditional jokes such as "The Big Bodyguard". His "Walnut Crisp" and "Dispute" are very life-oriented cross talk, not to mention extremely classic.

So it can be seen that Young Master is a talented artist who values ​​both art and talent, but he also has shortcomings. His personality is too straight and he can easily offend people.

For example, when I first fell in love with Guo Degang, I bluntly said that most of the people in the Tianjing Folk Art Troupe were not as good as him, and that the performance of the entire Tianjing Folk Art Troupe was not as good as Guo Degang.

Even though he doesn’t speak much, his words are precious. How could those people want to listen to them?

But even so, he is still one of the top masters in the cross talk world, and no one can shake his status. This is not only because of his status as the son of the great cross talk master Ma Mikasa, but also because of his own strength.

So my girlfriend wants to listen and plans to talk about it after thinking about it briefly.

Because I admire the young master from the bottom of my heart.

It’s not just him, it’s the same with Master. The early cross talk of Master is extremely related to Ma’s cross talk.

Just looking at it again, I found that Song Yi had poured water for himself, holding the cake, chewing and looking at it.

The preparation work is very complete.

"It's so delicious. There are so many fillings here! There are date paste and hawthorn ones, and there's also this old brand of pastry. It's a local brand as expected."

"Isn't this all nonsense? Do you listen to it?"

"Listen! Listen!"

After swallowing a sip, Song Yi stood up and patted the chair where he had sat, "Sit down!!"

"Wouldn't it be better if I just sit here?"

"You don't have a backrest, so it's uncomfortable to sit on."

"What about you?"

"Don't worry about me, you sit down first." Song Yi took the cake and walked aside first.

Qi Yuncheng didn't think much and sat on the chair before her, but not even half a second after sitting down, Song Yi took a step forward, turned around, and sat down on Qi Yuncheng's lap without any hesitation.

Feeling the weight of Song Yi's body, it was not heavy, but very light, but when she leaned her whole body against her chest, she was speechless.

"Are you using me as a cushion? It's quite comfortable, isn't it?"

Song Yi had been planning this since her boyfriend came in, so when she felt the human flesh cushion, she could no longer hold back the smile on her face.

If it weren’t for the fact that there was something to eat in my mouth, I would have laughed so hard.

"Go on, I'll listen. Sit down and don't tilt your head. I'm going to reach out and get the food."

Looking at his girlfriend's snuggling appearance, Qi Yuncheng couldn't refuse her in his heart, just because she was eating and the smell of cakes lingered in her mouth.

"Don't get the crumbs off, there are still oily ones, don't rub them."

"What are you talking about? Don't treat me like a three-year-old child."

Shaking his head and holding Song Yi in his arms, Qi Yuncheng actually talked to her about some things, just treating it as small talk, otherwise he would not be able to leave if he was pressed by her.

So I said nothing.

Young Ma and Mr. Ma went to the countryside and had nothing to eat. They stole radishes from fellow villagers. There was nothing they could do without stealing. They were so hungry that they were almost discovered in the cellar.

If he was found out and beaten severely, he would still be arrested and then reprimanded.

Fortunately, Young Master's spirit escaped.

After talking about Mr. Young Master, Qi Yuncheng also mentioned Mr. Jin, and Mr. Jin’s life became even richer.

Gangs, wars, imprisonment, fame, displacement, there is nothing I have not experienced.

More exciting than storytelling.

Not to mention that he was originally from a wealthy family and was born with a honey pot, so his life was full of contrasts.

The story is too strong to be ridiculous.

He listened with great interest at that time, and so does his girlfriend now.

I don’t want to miss it while eating.

But it was already late when he came back. It was past eight o'clock. After chatting for a while, it was already past nine o'clock.

In addition, Song Yi ate a lot today and sat comfortably on his body, so sleepiness came quietly.

"Why don't you go to bed first?"

Song Yi didn't want to say anything at this moment. After wiping her mouth, she hooked her arms around Qi Yuncheng's neck and lay on her side in her arms. She looked at her eyes and struggled not to fall asleep.

"I'm sleeping, why don't you just leave? Why don't I just sleep here."

Song Yi deliberately rubbed her cheek against her boyfriend's chest, looking for a sense of stability like a cat.

After finding it, start to close your eyes peacefully.

But if she wants to close her eyes, that's okay. If she does this all night, she will have to be pressed down on the bed, even though the one holding her down is her girlfriend.

"Go to the bedroom and sleep."

Suddenly, Qi Yuncheng's legs and arms moved from sitting to standing, and the princess hugged Song Yi.

The moment he stood up, Song Yi felt slightly uneasy. This was the conditioned reflex of an animal after being suspended in the air, and it was difficult to restrain it.

But this feeling instantly dissipated between Song Yi's brows, because it was Qi Yuncheng who was holding him.

Very reassuring.

A few steps!

Qi Yuncheng carried his girlfriend to the bedroom and put her on the bed.

Seeing his girlfriend lying on the bed with her eyes closed, he looked in his heart and said it was impossible not to be restless. Song Yi was very good-looking and had a good figure.

Now it's in front of you in a big and square way.

After watching it for too long, no one can hold back.

But he knew that she was still awake with her eyes closed.

But no one can guarantee why Song Yi doesn’t expect her boyfriend to do something in her heart.

However, Qi Yuncheng was not a gangster and would not bully his girlfriend desperately, so he walked out quietly and packed up her food.

There’s a lot to eat.

There are still some cooked eggs, but they are already cold. As for pastries, the first box is gone, but the second box shows signs of being opened.

But there was one inside that I took one bite and put it down, as if I was getting sleepy and forgot to eat.

Seeing this, Qi Yuncheng was a little surprised. Song Yi usually wouldn't be like this. Even if he was full, he would finish this one first as long as he moved his mouth.

I guess I was tired from rehearsing at Renyi.

However, it is not easy to store this kind of bitten food until the next day, so you might as well pick it up and deal with it yourself first.

After solving the problem, help her tidy up the living room.

There is nothing to clean up, just egg shells and some garbage.

Then he turned off the lights in the living room and bedroom, walked to the door of the bedroom, and looked at his girlfriend lying on the bed in the dark. Qi Yuncheng couldn't help but go over.

"I'm leaving. I'll keep the pastry for myself. It won't last long. Of course, I trust your appetite. It will probably be gone tomorrow night.

That's it, I'm leaving."

"..."

In the dark bedroom, time passed slowly for two or three seconds, and Song Yi did not have any answer.

Qi Yuncheng shook his head and turned around to go out.

But after a while, Song Yi was lying on the bed with his eyes closed and there was a lingering sound, "Kiss me one last time. After you kiss me, I will let you go."

It was not an excessive request. Qi Yuncheng turned around and came to his girlfriend's bed again, bending down to touch her cheek.

But he didn't expect that at the moment when he was about to arrive, Song Yi's head turned slightly, and the cheek he wanted to kiss instantly turned into soft lips.

Then there was a nice laugh.

"Hahaha! Be careful on the road! I know your performance will not waste your time tomorrow, but it won't necessarily happen next time.

No matter what, I have to keep you here and sleep with me."

Song Yi spoke again in the darkness, even though Qi Yuncheng couldn't see her specific expression clearly, it must have been a weird smile.

At this moment, he also understood what Mr. Jin said, yes, girls know everything, just don’t think of them too simply.

"Well! I'm really gone!"
To be continued...