Song Qian and He Wei have also experienced too much, and Yun Xiang was a little stunned while thinking about it.

"Why are you a little depressed?" Although Yun Xiangxiang didn't show it, Song Mian could still feel it, and after lulling Liuliu to sleep, Song Mian asked in a low voice.

"It's just a little bit unaccustomed to it, and it feels like more and more people are leaving us." Yun thought about it and smiled, and felt that he had become sensual.

Song Yao and Zhu Yuan are married, but they live outside, Zhu Yuan has Zhu Yuan's job, and Song Yao also has a house belonging to Song Yao.

In the past, Song Yao lived in the Song house, although Song Yao was not a talkative person, but there was still a big difference between being one more person and being one less person.

When Song Qian and He Wei get married, they must also move out to live with He Wei, that is, there is one less person.

"It seems that it is because I don't have enough company for my wife to make my wife so sentimental......"

"What are you doing, Liuliu is right next to you!"

"Do something meaningful, lest my wife be too idle and think cranky......"

On Chinese New Year's Eve, Yun Xiangxiang slept until noon before getting up, fortunately Yun Zhibin and Su Xiuling moved out, and Song Yi was not at home, otherwise Yun Xiangxiang really had no face to see.

She felt that Song Mian wished that the people close to him would be separated from them, so that he could show the fangs of the beast!

When she got up, Song Mian had basically prepared all the dishes to be prepared for the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, and she was waiting for Su Xiuling and them to start working after they came in the evening.

"Won't you get together with the Song family this year?" Cloud thinking is a bit confusing.

"Liuliu is still young, I have asked Song Yao to prepare congratulatory gifts for them, let's get together again next year." Song Mian smiled at Yun Xiangxiang, "What's more, my father won't be able to come back this year." ”

"Is something wrong?" Yun Xiang asked worriedly.

"No, it's trivial." Song Mian said with a chuckle, "You can also be a father who can't do it without me." ”

In previous years, because of Yun Xiangxiang, Song Mian had to rush back on Chinese New Year's Eve at the latest.

Yun Xiangxiang pushed his handsome face away and glanced at him: "Don't think I don't know, before you met me, you often couldn't come back in the New Year, and then you rushed back specifically for me." ”

She had already asked Song Qian clearly!

Song Mian didn't seem to hear that the tone was a little wrong, and he invited credit: "Are you moved?" Mrs. Song? ”

Yun Xiangxiang hooked his fingers at him, Song Mian bent down, but unexpectedly was grabbed by his wife.

"Touched by what? I repeatedly told you not to work overtime, not to stay up late, you take my words as a deaf ear, and you still want me to praise you? ”

Song Mian's eyes were filled with a smile, and he held Yun Xiangxiang's hand: "I have listened to you, but my brain can control my body, but it can't control my heart that wants to see you soon." ”

This man is like this, every time he bombards her with sugar-coated cannonballs a little thorn that she has managed to accumulate!

So she didn't even have a reason to have a seizure under the pretext of an excuse: "Mr. Song, do you know, I think I won't be able to experience the feeling of quarreling with you in my life." ”

Song Mian is too rational and too indulgent to her.

"What to do, it's really a little hard." Song Mian made a look of embarrassment, "I think, as long as it has something to do with you, there is nothing that I can't tolerate and can't back down." ”

Yun Xiang suddenly had a bad heart: "Be careful that I put a green hat on you." ”

Song Mian's purple-black eyes suddenly became dangerous and confused, and he stretched out his long arm to stop her waist, and wrapped her in an extremely aggressive aura: "Mrs. Song, it seems that I didn't work hard enough last night to think of this word." ”

Thinking of last night's bitter pleading, Yun Xiangxiang was full of excitement: "I...... I take it back, I take back what I just said. ”

Song Mian looked at his wife, who was still arrogant just now, and now he was cowardly, and smiled without saying a word.

Yun Xiangxiang felt that she had dug a big hole for herself in the New Year, so she could only start acting, with a look of grievance: "You just said that you can tolerate me in everything, let me retreat, how long has it been since you forgot to woo woo woo ......"

"Mom is crying, Dad is bad!" It was at this time that Liuliu came to find his parents with the people who took care of him.

He can speak three words now, but his vocabulary is not very large, and Yun Xiangxiang thinks that by the time he is a year old, he should be able to speak five words in short sentences.

As early as he sensed that someone was coming, Song Mian let go of Yun Xiangxiang, Yun Xiangxiang looked at his son, and took the opportunity to run over.

picked up his son and spun around in mid-air, causing Liuliu's happy laughter to resound throughout the yard.

Although Song Yi didn't come back, Yun Xiangxiang's family of three still changed into new clothes made by Yun Xiangxiang, and she used bright red.

She is a cheongsam with snow-white raw edges, and the embroidery on it is naturally an invitation, but she has not yet had this ability.

Song Mian is a Tang costume, Liuliu and Song Mian's clothes are exactly the same, but the size is different, and the fabric and pattern of the three of them are the same.

When a family of three stopped there, it was a beautiful scenery, and the Yunlin brothers who came in a hurry were very hot.

When he learned that his sister did it, he yelled that his sister was eccentric.

"If you two think it's not a shame to be a brother with your nephew, I'll take the time to make it for you!" Yun Xiang smiled narrowly.

Where did I think that the two uncles didn't feel ashamed at all, and asked for it in unison.

Anyway, Yun Xiangxiang also wanted to make a set for his parents, and he had already started to choose styles and fabrics, and it was not possible to make one more set for his younger brother, but he didn't dare to say the specific time, so he could only do it as soon as possible.

At the time of the New Year, Yun Xiangxiang naturally received a lot of blessings, she would reply seriously one by one every year, and this year she also unexpectedly received a call from Millers, who in previous years sent her a New Year's greeting card email.

"I extend an invitation to you again this time to come to my film, and I hope it won't be too late." Milles's Chinese has actually improved by leaps and bounds, and in addition to the tone, it is not bad with the Chinese.

"I'm honored that you still think of me." Yun thought about it was really touching.

and Millers became acquainted with the Shenshi Film Festival, when he was a fledgling director, and she was a new newcomer in the entertainment industry.

Later, she became more and more brilliant on the road of being an actor, and Millers became more and more smooth on the road of directing.

Today's Millers is no longer the one who is at the Shen Film Festival, she asked who it is, and nine out of ten don't know about it.

He is the powerful director who won the Best Director Award in the Grand Hall last year, and people in the entertainment industry from all over the world know his name.

He was still able to make an offer to himself, and that was a rare thing.

"We're friends."

For Millers, Yun Xiangxiang has never been an actor, but a friend worth befriending.

(End of chapter)