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In the midst of a lively party.

After Qi Yuncheng and Jin Dong performed a simple cross talk, they sat down again at the box table.

As soon as she sat down, Song Yi leaned over from the side, but only lightly. There were many people at the table, so she couldn't be too close, but she was already extremely happy at the moment.

The filming of a drama has finally ended, and everyone is looking forward to its premiere.

But she was happy. Qi Yuncheng was sitting next to his wife, but he had other emotions.

After all, we have to say goodbye after finishing filming tonight. Everyone is no longer working on a drama, they have their own work and their own life.

This kind of thinking is enough to prove Qi Yuncheng's love for this period of filming. After all, for the first time, he gained a lot.

Especially with so many friends.

It's like a bunch of people have participated in four months of training, and they've become familiar with it.

Fortunately, there is another thing that makes him happy, that is, he can finally go back to see his daughter, who is now six months old and half a year old.

So I looked back at my daughter-in-law who was eating happily.

"How is it? The girl is at Master's house?"

"Yeah." Song Yi puffed out his cheeks and ate while looking at the food on the table and nodded, "These days have been very good. The girl finally doesn't need her little hands to push her Grandpa Guo, and can barely hold her and coax her.

It seems that Xixi is a newbie, and once she gets familiar with it, there will be no problem.

The master was so happy that he hugged me back and forth all afternoon."

"Really? That's good." Qi Yuncheng couldn't help but want to laugh. It seemed that this was fulfilling one of his old man's wishes. He originally wanted to hug him, but he kept refusing to let him hug him. How could he not be allowed to hug him?

Sad and panicked.

Not only does he dote on the girl as a father, but even more so as a grandfather, and there is also a relative from another generation.

Just as he was talking, Song Yi smiled and picked up a glass of red wine and looked at Qi Yuncheng, a little tipsy, "Husband, I respect you."

"Why do you respect me?"

"I'm so happy now. We can act in a drama together and take care of our children when we go back. I respect you."

A bang.

Song Yi touched her husband's wine glass with her own, and then drank the wine in one breath.

Seeing her drinking and being tipsy, Qi Yuncheng felt that it would be a normal development for his wife to have sex with him.

She doesn't drink much, so she wouldn't be like this if she wasn't really happy.

"I finished the filming and went back in advance. Have you missed me during my absence recently?" Song Yi asked again, while not forgetting to pick up the vegetables.

"Yes, I really want to."

"Then what do you miss me?"

"Where else can I think about? I want to think about everything."

"Hey! Something's wrong with you."

"There's something wrong with you. What's wrong with you? What are you thinking about?"

An incomprehensible word came out, and Qi Yun Chengdu was almost thrown off his guard. What did he think he was thinking? He didn't think about those things while eating now.

But it's normal for a daughter-in-law to be like this. It's impossible to be reserved when you're drunk. It was the same when we were together just now.

"Eat more food and talk less."

"Oh."

Nodding obediently, Song Yi started eating nonstop.

Qi Yuncheng quickly looked at the other people at the table. Fortunately, they were all listening to Director Li talking, and a few people were preparing to sing a song, so he didn't hear their conversation.

Otherwise, I don’t know how embarrassing it would be.

The little one at home is enough to worry about, and so is the big one.

Time passes minute by minute.

The final party ended with the last group photo.

At the end of the day, everyone went back to the hotel to pack their things and prepare to rest for the night. After this night, the next day was the real farewell.

But it was troublesome to take my wife back to the hotel to sleep, because she was drunk and smelled of alcohol, which was not strong, but she had to take a shower in this case.

"You wash first, or I wash first?" In the room, Song Yi stood beside the bed with a slightly red face.

"You should wash up first. After washing, go to bed early. I don't understand how you can still get drunk after drinking so much. And don't you know you can't drink? Are you still drinking?"

"Hey, I'm so happy! Not to mention that my daughter is not here, now is the time for the two of us."

After raising the corners of her mouth to a certain extent, Song Yi began to unbutton her clothes. After unbuttoning them, her top slid along her white and tender skin and fell to her feet, as did the rest of her clothes.

"Can you take it off and put it on the bed?" Qi Yuncheng bent over and picked it up, speechless.

"I went to take a shower."

With only the last layer of protection left, Song Yi entered the bathroom. The moment she entered, Qi Yuncheng placed clothes with a trace of body temperature beside the bed.

Although I have seen her many times, my daughter-in-law’s figure has indeed remained the same even after giving birth.

Maybe this is God's kindness to her. Who doesn't gain weight during pregnancy?

But she is different, she obviously eats a lot.

Wow!

There was a sound of water coming from the bathroom, and Qi Yuncheng began to take out his mobile phone to check his recent venue arrangements.

Logically speaking, it will be slowly made up this year. Whoever wants to take on a movie will have some scenes postponed.

So within a few days of returning home, I had to go to Beijing Exhibition Center to perform.

Especially this time, the program is different, and Uncle Yu also participated, which is rare.

Ever since he was able to perform independently, Master and Uncle no longer assisted.

In the past, the assistant actor was a child who was not popular enough, so they could help to attract tickets. But now it is different, he can open a crowd of 10,000 people by himself.

Now that the Spring Festival Gala is on again, it can be said that its popularity is getting bigger and bigger.

As for Yue Yunpeng, who is also praised, he is getting closer to the fire in his previous life. Even now, whenever he performs, he will be asked by the audience to sing the song of the Five Rings.

This is still a slightly better time, but when Pancake Man is first aired, I’m afraid it will really become the kind of song that future generations will vomit upon hearing.

But just when he was looking at his mobile phone to relax, the sound of water in the bathroom stopped, and then a beautiful woman came in.

"Have you finished washing?" Qi Yuncheng raised his head and asked symbolically nonsense.

"Yeah."

"Then you go to bed first. After you have slept, you can take the car home to see your daughter tomorrow."

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Song Yi had already gone back to visit once, but Qi Yuncheng hadn't seen it yet, so he was very much looking forward to it. How could he not be worried if he left his daughter alone there?

Even if there is a master, it is still a concern for the master’s wife to take care of you.

So hurry up and get ready to take a shower and go to bed.

As soon as you close your eyes, another day has passed.

But when I came out to dry my hair after washing, I found my daughter-in-law sitting on the bed like a piece of wood, not looking at her phone or playing anything else.

"What? Your computer is down? Are you dizzy?"

"Waiting for you to sleep together."

"Then just wait on the bed. You're still sitting, so you're not tired."

Qi Yuncheng felt more and more that his wife was cute when she was drunk. She was so determined to wait for him that he didn't need anything to kill time.

"My hair is not dry yet."

"Isn't there a hair dryer?"

"Blow me."

"Okay!"

After a few words, Qi Yuncheng nodded and picked up the hair dryer and went over to blow her hair. His wife must be pampered by herself.

After drying thoroughly, the two of them went to bed together without saying a word and turned off the lights. It was already twelve o'clock after the party, and it was indeed not early.

However, as soon as we got off the bus, my wife was not honest and crawled over slowly, a bit drunk.

Exactly the same as when I was drunk that day.

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To be continued...