Chapter 1011
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He Zhen's clapping board supports Yun's idea of thinking. This method is indeed the most advanced and retreatable way. Even Cheng Chong can't guarantee what kind of film has not been shot, let alone refute he Zhen's face in front of outsiders.
Therefore, Huanyu century decided to adopt the proposal of cloud thinking. In the era of stars, both public and private support cloud thinking. As the general trend, other responsible persons and important participants naturally nodded.
They began to discuss who to invite to replace Yun. Think about it and act as the No. 1 woman in the second film.
In this case, cloud thought he had no right to speak, so he said hello and withdrew from the meeting.
She deliberately led everyone to guess that she was in poor health and could not participate in the second part. In fact, she was paving the way for continuing to play with song Mian. Everyone would think she was conditioning her body.
"I want to take ah Jun with me." When sleeping at night, song Mian apologized to Yun and said, "he's not in good condition now. Take him out for a walk. I'm not afraid of his accident. I try to let him not be a light bulb."
"Poop." The cloud thought and laughed, pinching the bridge of song Mian's nose.
Song Mian's nose was very straight. Yun thought he liked to pinch him like this: "why not work with many people and many errands?"
What can Qi Jun delay them? Before changing, song Mian estimated that he was not willing to take Qi Jun with him.
Now she is pregnant with a baby and can't be close to song Mian. Song Mian purely takes her to play in mountains and rivers. One more person can only say that it's lively. Not to mention Qi Jun, she's not at ease.
"Madam is right." Just take a coolie and just do more work to distract your attention.
The couple looked at each other with a smile in their eyes in the room with weak light. Song Mian couldn't help holding his wife tighter: "we'll start tomorrow and return to China just in the middle of October. Our wedding date is set for November 1."
"November 1st? Is there time?" Cloud is a little worried.
"In time, the wedding was held in our own hot spring villa, and the layout has already begun." Song Mian said softly, "I'll write the wedding invitation on the ship in two days. It's not in a hurry to send it to the guests more than a month in advance. I've made arrangements for the rest."
He lifted a strand of his wife's hair and put his palm on her tender face: "November 1 is the only good day in the second half of the year. I liked it originally. I'm afraid the two weddings are too close and your time is not easy to arrange."
"Why do you like this day?" Cloud thought there must be a reason.
This is their second wedding banquet. There is no urgency.
"November 1 of this year is exactly the first day of the winter month. From the beginning to the end, I have been loyal to you all my life."
In the quiet room, only the moonlight, like silver frost, projected in from the French window and paved the floor. It was so quiet that they could hear each other's light breathing. In the dark, through the moonlight, the cloud could still see his outline.
His voice was so gentle, like the wind blowing willow catkins, soft and gently across the lake, rippling in the clouds.
"Mr. Song, your mouth is really sweet." Cloud thought about it, and suddenly came up and kissed him hard.
Finally, he smashed his mouth. It seemed to taste it, and then came to the conclusion: "well, it's really sweet."
Song Mian's eyes were deep, and he stretched out his hand to tightly hoop her in his arms. His voice was a little dull and ordered: "sleep!"
The cloud thought about it, low and stuffy, and sent out a string of happy laughter with a bit of schadenfreude.
The hot thug buckled her waist, and a restrained and warning voice came: "I have many ways not to hurt the child and toss you. Don't provoke me."
Yun thought about it. He was honest immediately. He obediently closed his eyes and didn't dare to make fun of him anymore.
When Yun thought about breathing evenly, song Mian combed her long hair and looked at her quietly.
Yun thought about boarding the honeymoon return trip again, but this time he took Qi Jun with him. Song Mian really didn't forget his wife's words and handed over all the work, including carrying suitcases, to Qi Jun.
The young master didn't know whether he had been stimulated or not. He turned out to be hardworking.
"It's a pity that you have a baby in your stomach, otherwise take him to a place suitable for field travel." Song Mian felt that he was wandering around on the ship and didn't command Qi Jun at all.
"Take it when you're good." Yun thought about stripping an ordinary one and stuffed it into song Mian's mouth. "When we got off the port, didn't you also instruct others?"
Different from when they came here, they spent more time this time. Some countries may have three or five ports, and they can travel roughly once every time. If you want to see anything new, you will buy it.
All of them were thrown to Qi Jun. every time he returned to the ship, there were big bags and small bags. After working for a week, Qi Jun finally calmed down and protested: "why should I take them alone?"
Song Mian's sword eyebrow picked up and stopped the cloud with his arm. "I want to protect my daughter-in-law. She has our seventh generation single biography of the Song family in her stomach. Or you can protect it and I'll take it?"
Qi Jun looked at the things piled up on his hands to his neck and hung his arms. Then he looked at the clouds. Thinking about his flat belly, he suddenly wilted again.
It's not that he doubts his skill, but that he can't think about intimacy with Yun like song Mian and protect Yun all the time.
Song Mian said that this is the seventh generation of single biography of Jin Sun. If you really want to knock and touch him here, his grandfather will peel off a layer of skin first without master song's hand.
What's taking something compared to this?
However, he had a aftertaste: "with your husband and wife, what kind intentions to say with my kindness is actually enslaving me!"
"Master Qi, you are so heartbreaking." Yun thought about it and said, "look at my family, a Mian. Since I took you out of the boat these days, do I spend more time with you than me?"
The main reason is that Mr. song can't eat his delicate daughter-in-law, so he can only watch as little as possible.
Qi Jun thought about it carefully and nodded in shame.
"Master Qi, we're newly married. It's a honeymoon. Do you think if ah Mian doesn't value you, how many people can travel on a newly married honeymoon and take a small piece of lovelorn hair?" Cloud wants to continue brainwashing.
Thinking like this, Qi Jun was not only ashamed, but also moved a little more.
"So ah, we ah Mian didn't treat you as an outsider. We're not polite at all. How can you say that we enslave you?" Cloud thought of a righteous question.
Qi Jun suddenly shriveled, and suddenly the whole person was a large part shorter: "my fault, I don't know what's right or wrong, sister-in-law, don't be angry, I promise to come as soon as I pass."
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He Zhen's clapping board supports Yun's idea of thinking. This method is indeed the most advanced and retreatable way. Even Cheng Chong can't guarantee what kind of film has not been shot, let alone refute he Zhen's face in front of outsiders.
Therefore, Huanyu century decided to adopt the proposal of cloud thinking. In the era of stars, both public and private support cloud thinking. As the general trend, other responsible persons and important participants naturally nodded.
They began to discuss who to invite to replace Yun. Think about it and act as the No. 1 woman in the second film.
In this case, cloud thought he had no right to speak, so he said hello and withdrew from the meeting.
She deliberately led everyone to guess that she was in poor health and could not participate in the second part. In fact, she was paving the way for continuing to play with song Mian. Everyone would think she was conditioning her body.
"I want to take ah Jun with me." When sleeping at night, song Mian apologized to Yun and said, "he's not in good condition now. Take him out for a walk. I'm not afraid of his accident. I try to let him not be a light bulb."
"Poop." The cloud thought and laughed, pinching the bridge of song Mian's nose.
Song Mian's nose was very straight. Yun thought he liked to pinch him like this: "why not work with many people and many errands?"
What can Qi Jun delay them? Before changing, song Mian estimated that he was not willing to take Qi Jun with him.
Now she is pregnant with a baby and can't be close to song Mian. Song Mian purely takes her to play in mountains and rivers. One more person can only say that it's lively. Not to mention Qi Jun, she's not at ease.
"Madam is right." Just take a coolie and just do more work to distract your attention.
The couple looked at each other with a smile in their eyes in the room with weak light. Song Mian couldn't help holding his wife tighter: "we'll start tomorrow and return to China just in the middle of October. Our wedding date is set for November 1."
"November 1st? Is there time?" Cloud is a little worried.
"In time, the wedding was held in our own hot spring villa, and the layout has already begun." Song Mian said softly, "I'll write the wedding invitation on the ship in two days. It's not in a hurry to send it to the guests more than a month in advance. I've made arrangements for the rest."
He lifted a strand of his wife's hair and put his palm on her tender face: "November 1 is the only good day in the second half of the year. I liked it originally. I'm afraid the two weddings are too close and your time is not easy to arrange."
"Why do you like this day?" Cloud thought there must be a reason.
This is their second wedding banquet. There is no urgency.
"November 1 of this year is exactly the first day of the winter month. From the beginning to the end, I have been loyal to you all my life."
In the quiet room, only the moonlight, like silver frost, projected in from the French window and paved the floor. It was so quiet that they could hear each other's light breathing. In the dark, through the moonlight, the cloud could still see his outline.
His voice was so gentle, like the wind blowing willow catkins, soft and gently across the lake, rippling in the clouds.
"Mr. Song, your mouth is really sweet." Cloud thought about it, and suddenly came up and kissed him hard.
Finally, he smashed his mouth. It seemed to taste it, and then came to the conclusion: "well, it's really sweet."
Song Mian's eyes were deep, and he stretched out his hand to tightly hoop her in his arms. His voice was a little dull and ordered: "sleep!"
The cloud thought about it, low and stuffy, and sent out a string of happy laughter with a bit of schadenfreude.
The hot thug buckled her waist, and a restrained and warning voice came: "I have many ways not to hurt the child and toss you. Don't provoke me."
Yun thought about it. He was honest immediately. He obediently closed his eyes and didn't dare to make fun of him anymore.
When Yun thought about breathing evenly, song Mian combed her long hair and looked at her quietly.
Yun thought about boarding the honeymoon return trip again, but this time he took Qi Jun with him. Song Mian really didn't forget his wife's words and handed over all the work, including carrying suitcases, to Qi Jun.
The young master didn't know whether he had been stimulated or not. He turned out to be hardworking.
"It's a pity that you have a baby in your stomach, otherwise take him to a place suitable for field travel." Song Mian felt that he was wandering around on the ship and didn't command Qi Jun at all.
"Take it when you're good." Yun thought about stripping an ordinary one and stuffed it into song Mian's mouth. "When we got off the port, didn't you also instruct others?"
Different from when they came here, they spent more time this time. Some countries may have three or five ports, and they can travel roughly once every time. If you want to see anything new, you will buy it.
All of them were thrown to Qi Jun. every time he returned to the ship, there were big bags and small bags. After working for a week, Qi Jun finally calmed down and protested: "why should I take them alone?"
Song Mian's sword eyebrow picked up and stopped the cloud with his arm. "I want to protect my daughter-in-law. She has our seventh generation single biography of the Song family in her stomach. Or you can protect it and I'll take it?"
Qi Jun looked at the things piled up on his hands to his neck and hung his arms. Then he looked at the clouds. Thinking about his flat belly, he suddenly wilted again.
It's not that he doubts his skill, but that he can't think about intimacy with Yun like song Mian and protect Yun all the time.
Song Mian said that this is the seventh generation of single biography of Jin Sun. If you really want to knock and touch him here, his grandfather will peel off a layer of skin first without master song's hand.
What's taking something compared to this?
However, he had a aftertaste: "with your husband and wife, what kind intentions to say with my kindness is actually enslaving me!"
"Master Qi, you are so heartbreaking." Yun thought about it and said, "look at my family, a Mian. Since I took you out of the boat these days, do I spend more time with you than me?"
The main reason is that Mr. song can't eat his delicate daughter-in-law, so he can only watch as little as possible.
Qi Jun thought about it carefully and nodded in shame.
"Master Qi, we're newly married. It's a honeymoon. Do you think if ah Mian doesn't value you, how many people can travel on a newly married honeymoon and take a small piece of lovelorn hair?" Cloud wants to continue brainwashing.
Thinking like this, Qi Jun was not only ashamed, but also moved a little more.
"So ah, we ah Mian didn't treat you as an outsider. We're not polite at all. How can you say that we enslave you?" Cloud thought of a righteous question.
Qi Jun suddenly shriveled, and suddenly the whole person was a large part shorter: "my fault, I don't know what's right or wrong, sister-in-law, don't be angry, I promise to come as soon as I pass."
He Zhen's clapping board supports Yun's idea of thinking. This method is indeed the most advanced and retreatable way. Even Cheng Chong can't guarantee what kind of film has not been shot, let alone refute he Zhen's face in front of outsiders.Therefore, Huanyu century decided to adopt the proposal of cloud thinking. In the era of stars, both public and private support cloud thinking. As the general trend, other responsible persons and important participants naturally nodded.They began to discuss who to invite to replace Yun. Think about it and act as the No. 1 woman in the second film.In this case, cloud thought he had no right to speak, so he said hello and withdrew from the meeting.She deliberately led everyone to guess that she was in poor health and could not participate in the second part. In fact, she was paving the way for continuing to play with song Mian. Everyone would think she was conditioning her body."I want to take ah Jun with me." When sleeping at night, song Mian apologized to Yun and said, "he's not in good condition now. Take him out for a walk. I'm not afraid of his accident. I try to let him not be a light bulb.""Poop." The cloud thought and laughed, pinching the bridge of song Mian's nose.Song Mian's nose was very straight. Yun thought he liked to pinch him like this: "why not work with many people and many errands?"What can Qi Jun delay them? Before changing, song Mian estimated that he was not willing to take Qi Jun with him.Now she is pregnant with a baby and can't be close to song Mian. Song Mian purely takes her to play in mountains and rivers. One more person can only say that it's lively. Not to mention Qi Jun, she's not at ease."Madam is right." Just take a coolie and just do more work to distract your attention.The couple looked at each other with a smile in their eyes in the room with weak light. Song Mian couldn't help holding his wife tighter: "we'll start tomorrow and return to China just in the middle of October. Our wedding date is set for November 1.""November 1st? Is there time?" Cloud is a little worried."In time, the wedding was held in our own hot spring villa, and the layout has already begun." Song Mian said softly, "I'll write the wedding invitation on the ship in two days. It's not in a hurry to send it to the guests more than a month in advance. I've made arrangements for the rest."He lifted a strand of his wife's hair and put his palm on her tender face: "November 1 is the only good day in the second half of the year. I liked it originally. I'm afraid the two weddings are too close and your time is not easy to arrange.""Why do you like this day?" Cloud thought there must be a reason.This is their second wedding banquet. There is no urgency."November 1 of this year is exactly the first day of the winter month. From the beginning to the end, I have been loyal to you all my life."In the quiet room, only the moonlight, like silver frost, projected in from the French window and paved the floor. It was so quiet that they could hear each other's light breathing. In the dark, through the moonlight, the cloud could still see his outline.His voice was so gentle, like the wind blowing willow catkins, soft and gently across the lake, rippling in the clouds."Mr. Song, your mouth is really sweet." Cloud thought about it, and suddenly came up and kissed him hard.Finally, he smashed his mouth. It seemed to taste it, and then came to the conclusion: "well, it's really sweet."Song Mian's eyes were deep, and he stretched out his hand to tightly hoop her in his arms. His voice was a little dull and ordered: "sleep!"The cloud thought about it, low and stuffy, and sent out a string of happy laughter with a bit of schadenfreude.The hot thug buckled her waist, and a restrained and warning voice came: "I have many ways not to hurt the child and toss you. Don't provoke me."Yun thought about it. He was honest immediately. He obediently closed his eyes and didn't dare to make fun of him anymore.When Yun thought about breathing evenly, song Mian combed her long hair and looked at her quietly.Yun thought about boarding the honeymoon return trip again, but this time he took Qi Jun with him. Song Mian really didn't forget his wife's words and handed over all the work, including carrying suitcases, to Qi Jun.The young master didn't know whether he had been stimulated or not. He turned out to be hardworking."It's a pity that you have a baby in your stomach, otherwise take him to a place suitable for field travel." Song Mian felt that he was wandering around on the ship and didn't command Qi Jun at all."Take it when you're good." Yun thought about stripping an ordinary one and stuffed it into song Mian's mouth. "When we got off the port, didn't you also instruct others?"Different from when they came here, they spent more time this time. Some countries may have three or five ports, and they can travel roughly once every time. If you want to see anything new, you will buy it.All of them were thrown to Qi Jun. every time he returned to the ship, there were big bags and small bags. After working for a week, Qi Jun finally calmed down and protested: "why should I take them alone?"Song Mian's sword eyebrow picked up and stopped the cloud with his arm. "I want to protect my daughter-in-law. She has our seventh generation single biography of the Song family in her stomach. Or you can protect it and I'll take it?"Qi Jun looked at the things piled up on his hands to his neck and hung his arms. Then he looked at the clouds. Thinking about his flat belly, he suddenly wilted again.It's not that he doubts his skill, but that he can't think about intimacy with Yun like song Mian and protect Yun all the time.Song Mian said that this is the seventh generation of single biography of Jin Sun. If you really want to knock and touch him here, his grandfather will peel off a layer of skin first without master song's hand.What's taking something compared to this?However, he had a aftertaste: "with your husband and wife, what kind intentions to say with my kindness is actually enslaving me!""Master Qi, you are so heartbreaking." Yun thought about it and said, "look at my family, a Mian. Since I took you out of the boat these days, do I spend more time with you than me?"The main reason is that Mr. song can't eat his delicate daughter-in-law, so he can only watch as little as possible.Qi Jun thought about it carefully and nodded in shame."Master Qi, we're newly married. It's a honeymoon. Do you think if ah Mian doesn't value you, how many people can travel on a newly married honeymoon and take a small piece of lovelorn hair?" Cloud wants to continue brainwashing.Thinking like this, Qi Jun was not only ashamed, but also moved a little more."So ah, we ah Mian didn't treat you as an outsider. We're not polite at all. How can you say that we enslave you?" Cloud thought of a righteous question.Qi Jun suddenly shriveled, and suddenly the whole person was a large part shorter: "my fault, I don't know what's right or wrong, sister-in-law, don't be angry, I promise to come as soon as I pass."
