Zhou Yurou and Tong Xin looked at each other, and each of them recognized the words that Shen Qingci said, but when they put them together, they couldn't understand what they meant.

Song Xixi looked at Shen Qingci, the curvature of his mouth became larger and larger, he smiled and smiled, but tears fell, "The world is so big, there are no surprises." Brother Qingci, God treats me well after all!"

At this moment, all the words are so pale and powerless, and they can't accurately describe the ecstasy in Song Xixi's heart.

In front of Zhou Yurou Tong Xin, Song Xixi threw himself into Shen Qingci's arms, "Brother Qingci ......"

This clear goodbye to her brother, how many years has she hidden it in her heart.

Zhou Yurou: "......"

Tong Xin: "......"

Which play is this singing?

Shen Qingci was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect Song Xixi to take the initiative to hug him. Until the tip of the nose is filled with the sweet fragrance of cherry blossoms, and the heart is like flour with leavening culture, swelling violently.

Such a hug actually made Shen Qing's heart flutter. He has talked about countless lingering love in film and television dramas, and in reality, he never felt that he was not qualified to fall in love, and suddenly wanted to fall in love.

The summer clothes were thin and cold, and Shen Qingci suddenly felt that the clothes on his chest were wet.

He looked down and realized that she was crying.

Shen Qingci suddenly panicked, "Xi'er, don't cry, don't cry......"

Song Xixi raised his head and reached out to wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes, "I'm happy, I'm really happy......"

After all, God treated her well and returned her brother to her.

It was already three o'clock in the night, and Song Xixi was about to fall asleep with a full sense of happiness and joy, but Zhou Yurou refused to let her meet Zhou Gong with the posture of a three-guild trial.

"Xixi, you and Shen Qing ...... resigned him" Zhou Yurou's voice was hoarse, and her eyes were full of doubts, "Are you brothers and sisters who have been separated for a long time or have you known each other for a long time?"

"I have known him since my last life. Song Xixi replied seriously.

Materialist Zhou Yurou, fart, she felt that Song Xixi's words were farting.

Song Xixi didn't know how to tell Zhou Yurou about this ridiculous and bizarre incident, so he simply summed it up in words: "I met Shen Qingci when I was very young, and I didn't recognize him until tonight. ”

"Are you and him the two childhood sweethearts who have no guesses in the legend?" Zhou Yurou was full of curiosity about everything about them, "What did you separate later?"

"We are indeed the two childhood sweethearts you said without guessing, we grew up together and went to school together...... "Those distant memories of hundreds of years ago, Song Xixi really realized what it means to be like a world apart," As for why they separated...... It doesn't matter anymore. The important thing is that Shen Qingci has already returned. ”

"No, Xixi, can you tell the story without skipping the most important, exciting, and highest-climax part?"

"My story with him is absurd and bizarre, I'm afraid that after you hear it, you will send me to a psychiatric hospital in the middle of the night. Song Xixi yawned tiredly, "I'm sleepy and want to sleep." ”

Zhou Yurou looked at her pitifully, "If you don't finish the story, I won't be able to sleep." ”

Song Xixi pointed to the bruises under his eyes, "If you don't sleep, no matter how much foundation the makeup artist puts on tomorrow, she won't be able to cover it." ”

"I'll tell you about him when I have time another day. Today, you will do a good deed that day, and let me go first, okay?"

Seeing a faint bruise under Song Xixi's eyes, she worked the set for more than ten hours during the day, if she didn't let people sleep now, she would indeed be the kind that would be hacked by Lei Gong.

"Good ......" Anyway, the coming day is long, and she can prepare the wine at any time, just waiting for Song Xixi's story.

Zhou Yurou stretched out her hand to turn off the light, "Okay, you go to sleep!"

Song Xixi lay down, changed into a comfortable position, and closed his heavy eyelids.

She slept in a daze, as if she heard Zhou Yurou ask her, "Xixi, is the person you like Shen Qingci or my ex-fiancé?" You are a good socialist young man, you must not do that kind of scum thing with one foot on two boats?"

At nine o'clock the next day, the alarm clock rang three times, and Song Xixi couldn't open his eyelids.

In a daze, I felt as if I was being picked up by someone.

Song Xixi, who was so sleepy that he completely threw the word vigilance to Java, changed a comfortable position in someone's arms and continued to sleep, thinking that he was holding a doll, frowning and muttering, "How did this doll become hard? It doesn't feel comfortable at all......

Sheng Yanyi: "......"

He hugged her and sat down on the sofa, seeing that she didn't have the slightest sign of waking up, Sheng Yanyi lowered his head and leaned into her ear and said: "The first shot of the third scene of "Floating Dreams" is ready to start filming!"

Sure enough, the person in his arms reflexively opened his eyes, and said with a panicked expression: "It's over, I haven't changed my clothes yet, and I haven't put on makeup yet......"

It was rare to see her panicking, Sheng Yanyi couldn't help laughing.

The familiar muffled laughter......

Song Xixi's brain "boomed", and his sleepiness suddenly disappeared.

Wait, why is she sitting on someone's lap?

Shouldn't she sleep in bed?

Where did Zhou Yurou and Tong Xin go?

Miss Song, who was full of question marks, didn't know that as early as when Sheng Yanyi knocked on the door and stepped into the room, Zhou Yurou and Tong Xin touched their stomachs together with great consciousness and interest, and said in unison: "I'm hungry, go downstairs and have breakfast first." ”

When the two of them got downstairs, they remembered a very important thing--

They don't seem to have brushed their teeth and washed their faces.

Tong Xin's resentful eyes looked at Zhou Yurou, "What should we do now?"

Zhou Yurou glanced at her, "Do you dare to go back and ruin Sheng Yanyi's good deeds?" Is your skin thick enough to be picked?"

"......" Tong Xin was speechless for a long time before he spoke weakly, "Then it is impossible to sit here for most of the day, right?"

I didn't brush my face or wash my teeth, I ran in a hurry, I didn't bring my mobile phone, and I couldn't go anywhere.

"It's cool and where to stay, it's very in line with our current situation!" Miss Zhou, who has no "home" to return to, looks indifferent, "Wait a minute, Xixi She has two scenes to shoot in the morning." ”

"It's not the way to go. Tong Xin held his cheeks, "Do you think we can think of a way to let Xixi move to Mr. Sheng?"

Sheng Yanyi's properties are all over the country.

"Damn, your idea is bold and creative enough, if you can find a way to get Xixi to move to Sheng Yanyi's place, I guarantee that he will call you an ancestor." ”

Tong Xin: "......"

I am not his ancestor, and now he is my ancestor.

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Song Xixi was so frightened that she hurriedly got up, her body was unstable, and she was about to fall, Sheng Yanyi hurriedly held her waist and took the person into her arms to avoid falling to the ground.

"Sit down and don't move. Sheng Yanyi's low voice rubbed in her ear.

Song Xixi didn't feel sleepy at all now, "Why are you here?"

Sheng Yanyi replied, "I'll wake you up." ”

Song Xixi: "......"

"Are you more awake now?" Sheng Yanyi asked, "If not, I'll take you to the shower." For the record, we can provide a mandarin duck water play package. ”

Song Xixi: "......"

Sheng Yanyi, you're afraid it's the devil, right?