"Husband, have you finished washing? I've finished eating all my food!"

Not long after he entered the bathroom, Qi Yuncheng heard his wife's voice shouting outside and took a deep breath, "That's enough for you. I've only been in for two minutes."

"Hey, I'm almost done eating right now!"

"Wait, right now."

"oh."

After washing for less than ten minutes, Qi Yuncheng opened the door and came out. When he came out, he found that his wife had eaten and drank enough and was sleeping on the sofa on her side.

The TV has been playing her favorite costume TV series.

But the next second we entered an advertisement.

Without saying anything, he walked up and looked at his sleeping wife for a while before Qi Yuncheng picked up her waist and legs and prepared to take her to the bedroom.

When he picked her up, he found that her weight hadn't changed much. She loved to eat so much and wasn't fat at all. To be able to do this was because God had taken care of her.

In addition, he doesn't like a girl who deliberately restrains herself from eating in order to lose weight.

But it seemed that he felt some changes. Song Yi was picked up by the princess and woke up. When he saw that he was being held, he enjoyed it very much.

But suddenly he remembered something, his face changed, and he began to struggle.

"No, I can't sleep now. I have to take a shower. Put me down."

"..."

After a flutter, Song Yi landed on his feet and rushed to the bathroom with his clothes without saying a word.

Seeing her energy, Qi Yuncheng finally understood why the girl's spirit was so good. Who else could have inherited it from her? This mother and daughter were simply amazing.

What else can I do, I can only wait outside.

It takes more than ten minutes to wait. A woman's shower cannot be described in terms of a man's concept. I don't know how long it takes to take a slow bath, but it takes more than half an hour to take a quick bath.

After washing, Song Yi was as steaming as dumplings just out of the basket.

"You were already dozing off, but you washed your hair so late at night?" Her husband sat behind her and helped her blow dry her hair.

"Don't you want to wake yourself up!"

With a buzzing sound, the hair dryer was turned on, and Qi Yuncheng blew it on her for a long time, but when he looked at his wife's long hair, he thought of his own daughter.

"Speaking of which, Xixi's hair has also grown a little longer, and she already looks like a little beauty."

"That's right, it doesn't matter who gave birth to her. She will always attract attention, as long as she doesn't cause trouble."

Qi Yuncheng's lips curled up, "You know it's time not to get into trouble. This girl is so energetic every day. I'm worried that she'll give the teacher a hard time when she goes to kindergarten."

"The teachers are all professionals, so there should be no problem."

"It depends on the situation. If you really go to kindergarten, I will check it out from time to time. It's really hard to reassure people."

While chatting, Qi Yuncheng blew dry his wife's hair. After drying, before he could put the hair dryer on, Song Yi hurriedly pushed her into the bedroom.

After entering the bedroom and closing the door, her loose pajamas slid down her shoulders, revealing her fair skin and mature and attractive figure.

The hair that had just been blow-dried was spread loosely, falling directly to her waist. Just like before, her waist was still as soft and slender.

But they were an old couple, and it wasn't like they hadn't seen it before. Song Yi didn't care how much he exposed first, climbed onto the bed on his hands and knees, and then took off other coverings.

"I want a second child!"

"knew!"

As soon as the lights were turned off, Qi Yuncheng followed him up, feeling very speechless. He was so anxious, and his drowsiness seemed to have disappeared.

…

…

The next day, the sky is bright!

Song Yi nestled comfortably in her husband's arms. As for her body, she had not put on much since she took off her clothes yesterday. Because of this, Qi Yuncheng could clearly feel the tenderness and softness of her body.

"Are you going to get up to pick up your daughter?"

"You also know how long the time is now." Qi Yuncheng responded while lying on the bed, and turned to look at the time and found that it was already past nine o'clock.

If he doesn't pick up his daughter again, he will probably be unhappy. After all, he said he would buy her delicious food.

And it is indeed too late to sleep until now.

"Get up, grab something to eat and go over. By the way, I'm going to visit the drum music club today."

"knew."

The young couple quickly got up, washed up, warmed up something and finished eating, and then prepared to leave home.

But as soon as she got in the car, Song Yi was confused, "How long do you think it will take to get pregnant for the second child?"

"Who knows where to go?"

"Then I have to keep doing this until I get pregnant. I don't want to give up halfway."

Qi Yuncheng thought of this sentence, "Where did you come from, and you still want to give up halfway with my wife?"

"I'm afraid you'll be too busy and won't have time!"

"No, this period of time is enough. If you are so anxious, it is impossible not to get pregnant."

The voice fell.

The two of them went to the master's house.

Xixi had a good time this time, with noodles accompanying her, and Luan Yunping also brought her daughter over early in the morning, so she had more fun.

The two sisters have the best relationship and are willing to share everything.

In particular, Xixi has many toys and gives them to her sister without hesitation, but the dog is unwilling to give them to her. This is her favorite "toy"!

And Yue Yunpeng is also here. He finished recording Happy Comedian yesterday, and he will participate in some things later.

Now he has more and more resources, and his net worth has also increased. Nothing else is the traffic brought to him by comedians.

Not to mention that the recording hasn't been completed yet. If he wins the championship after recording, that's when he will really become popular.

So 2017 may be Yue Yunpeng's busiest year.

Several movies and reality shows are waiting for him.

Logically speaking, Qi Yuncheng should have participated more than Xiaoyue, but he had no intention of going, so he put aside his worries and went to play now.

This is why he rarely participates. It's not that he doesn't participate, but that he doesn't want to get out of the entertainment industry.

But this year I have a movie project and I have to participate.

Master's upcoming film "The Nineteenth Generation" was known to be a bad movie and would not receive a good response, but as a disciple, it was impossible for him not to watch Master's film.

At the same time, because he rarely participates in variety shows, after unpacking this year, the performance plan will come again.

Deyun Three Treasures Special!

I have to walk a lot of places.

But this is all commonplace. There is one more thing Guo Degang needs to be aware of. Someone had approached him before and wanted to hold something. He agreed, but when he saw Yuncheng, he had a new idea.

So he spoke.

"How's your storytelling lately?"

When it came to storytelling, Qi Yuncheng looked a little embarrassed at his daughter, and his eyes returned to his master.

"The book Grandpa Jin gave me is talking about it, but there are gradually fewer places to arrange it because of the hot searches and a lot of stuff some time ago.

Whenever I write my name, a group of people gather around me.

So there is still one point left unfinished.

But it should be about the same before sealing. After talking about Three Swordsmen, this year we will talk about Grandpa Jin’s The Grudge of Monte Cristo.”

"Yeah! Let's talk about it, folk art means performing in a down-to-earth manner."

Guo Degang nodded, feeling a little thoughtful, and finally decided in about five or six seconds.

"I have a storytelling program here, would you like to be a part of it? I thought about it and asked me to record it once a week. Although it's not much, it's quite laborious.

So I plan to turn my personal storytelling style into a teahouse type. We, the master and the apprentice, come alternately one week at a time, so that I can save some time to do other things.

Even if you save some time and let me hug Xixi, it would be good, otherwise I would see less of her when I go to kindergarten."

Qi Yuncheng listened to the master's words and knew without thinking that the storytelling program was a scam. No wonder it was said that this thing did not appear on the Aiqiyi video platform in 2017. It turned out to be postponed.

"Master, let me go and forget it. My storytelling is actually far behind! To be honest, I have two confidences! The first is the cross talk you taught me, and the second is the Jingyun drum played by my wife in elementary school.

Because they are all in primary school, they are older.

However, I don’t have the foundation to perform for a long time, such as storytelling and opera, so this year, because of the book given by Grandpa Jin, I tried hard.”

Qi Yuncheng knew that if there was no diamond, there would be no porcelain job. He didn't have to disturb the master's program.

How could Guo Degang, as a master, not understand what aspects the child was good at and what aspects were slightly lacking? So he thought of a method and started chanting.
To be continued...