"What is a person thinking?" At this time, Ye Qingran's voice happened to come from behind, which startled An Yifei at this time.

Seeing that she was so frightened that she was clever, Ye Qingran reached out and took the newspaper on the coffee table: "What did you do?" ”

"I'm just thinking about one thing." An Yifei learned to hide her expression, at the very least, she couldn't tell Ye Qingran so easily.

"What's the matter?" Ye Qingran looked at it with some puzzlement, and he didn't know what An Yifei was thinking now.

"The little dragon girl you wrote, are you alluding to yourself?" An Yifei really asked.

"How do you think so?" Ye Qingran spread out the newspaper while listening to An Yifei's words.

Seeing that Ye Qingran's reaction was not quite the same as she imagined, but it didn't have much to do with it, at least she was still willing to respond to herself, and if she said it like this, she shouldn't have an angry reaction. An Yifei's mood quickly calmed down, and as Ye Qingran sat next to her with her work, An Yifei pointed to the paragraphs in the newspaper: "But I feel that the little dragon girl you wrote seems to be based on your own writing, netizens say that what you write must be the person around you, so who else can this person be?" ”

"The only person around me is you." Ye Qingran gave her back the question she had just asked herself.

An Yifei was dumbfounded, a lot of questions that she had prepared just now had all been returned to herself, which made her feel like she couldn't laugh or cry, if she had known that it would be like this, she would rather not say anything at that time. Even so. When looking at Ye Qingran, An Yifei still couldn't help muttering: "You are so cunning, use me as an excuse at this time." ”

"I'm not using you as an excuse." I heard An Yifei's muttering. Ye Qingran had to explain a few words, she didn't want An Yifei to really misunderstand herself: "These things, maybe you will know them later." ”

"When did you talk as old-fashioned as your mother? No, you've always been like that. An Yifei's eyes widened, and when Ye Qingran was about to glare at her, she quickly got up and fled.

Looking at An Yifei's back in front of him, Ye Qingran at this time only felt very entangled. She wondered if she had misunderstood something.

The heroine of "The Condor Heroes" has been released, and the next plot will be more neatly unfolded, although Grandma Sun died tragically. But Yang Guo has been under the ancient tomb since then, and has spent a lot of happy time with his Aunt Long in the ancient tomb.

Such a paradise is really desirable, although it is in an ancient tomb. But everybody knows. There is a little dragon girl who is as beautiful as a fairy.

"I said, are you going to be Yang Guo, or are you going to be a little dragon girl?" An Yifei also joined the team of chasing more every day, unlike when watching "Dragon Babu", "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" Until now, as Yang Guo and Xiaolongnu gradually grow up, the relationship between the two has slowly become ambiguous.

In An Yifei's words: "I can smell the sour smell of love." ”

"Are you sure love is sour?" Ye Qingran looked at An Yifei.

An Yifei nodded affirmatively, and Ye Qingran walked over. Leaning down and sniffing between her necks, "Well, but I think you smell good." There's no need to say that you smell so bad! ”

"......" An Yifei, who was frightened by Ye Qingran's sudden movements, reacted at this time, got up and was about to pounce on Ye Qingran's body, Lin Xin, who was not far away, couldn't stand it anymore, grabbed a handful of melon seeds and swallowed it: "You two, pay attention to me, don't fall off the bed like last time." ”

"......" This time it was Ye Qingran and An Yifei's turn to look at each other speechlessly, someone provoked An Yifei at night, let her turn into a werewolf to chase her and bite, and finally fell off the edge of the chuang in the middle of the chaos.

Originally, the two of them were already deeply ashamed of this matter, and they were all in their thirties, and they could still do such a two-handed thing, so as long as Lin Xin mentioned this matter recently, the two of them became very obedient.

Lin Xin felt very relieved, she hadn't experienced this kind of mother's words for a long time.

Especially when she saw that Ye Qingran, who was difficult to handle, was also forced to be restrained by An Yifei and had to go down obediently, it made Lin Xin feel very relieved.

Although, the two children seem to be really too close. Thinking of this, Lin Xin looked at the two of them sitting together and being intimate, as a mother, she has a little sixth sense in her heart, and some of the feelings that are wrong can also be felt in advance, but now she thinks that these two children are not too little space for them.

Especially Ye Qingran, she has to be busy with things far beyond what she should do at her age, filming and practicing dance when she goes to school, and she has to take acting training classes, although this class has stopped for a while, but the old book has not been closed for a few days and then started the serialization of new books. Once the serialization of a book starts, there is no way to end it in a year and a half, Lin Xin is still very clear about this matter, especially when it comes to the author of Ye Qingran's level, it is no longer her interest alone. Behind her stood publishers, booksellers, newspapers and others, and sometimes, Lin Xin couldn't help but marvel at her little daughter.

Of course, Lin Xin loves her eldest daughter An Yifei, after all, she is biological, isn't it?

But Ye Qingran is different, she has been too sensible since she was a child, so sensible that she rarely shows attachment, Lin Xin always feels that her little daughter has suffered too much, and she has no way to help her share how much, so she can only stew soup for her in a different way to replenish her body. Even if Ye Qingran was very disgusted with this headache, but in fact, she would drink it obediently while complaining, Lin Xin knew her temperament too clearly.

"Qingran, I always feel that our house seems to be too small recently, do you want to buy you a new one outside?" Thinking of this, Lin Xin suddenly thought of this matter, Qingran is now about to study in the third year of junior high school, and this third year of junior high school is a very important stage.

"Mom, isn't it nice to live here now?" But at this time, An Yifei was the first to speak, she was reluctant to live in this home where she grew up, and Lin Xin's words had another meaning in her opinion. Ye Qingran sat quietly and calmly, Lin Xin only glanced at the difference between the two daughters at this time, and secretly shook his head in his heart, just hoping that the eldest daughter would have more of the calmness of the younger daughter. (To be continued.) )