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Demu was lying on the carpet, in the warm and warm room with a faint smell of tea, his hairy head leaning on Sheng Kite's legs, lazily napping.
Hearing the voice of the girl overhead, the tail reflexively shook coquettishly.
"The filming place is a little far away from the city center, and the crew's tasks are relatively tight, so it is inconvenient to ask for leave." Sheng Kite explained in a warm voice.
Sheng Qi's expression didn't care much, as if Fang Cai just asked casually: "What do you do so seriously, as long as you want to go home, you can go back whenever you want." β
The dishes are ready.
Sheng Qi cleaned his hand and put the peeled Roche shrimp on the empty plate in front of Sheng Kite.
Sheng Kite: "Thank you, cousin. β
Sheng Qi withdrew his hand to wet the tissue, but the speed was very fast, and it only returned to normal in an instant, and then he made a gesture, his expression was quite serious, "Sheng Kite, a request." β
"What."
"Say no more thank you."
ββ¦β¦ Good. β
Sheng Qi hooked his lips and smiled with satisfaction, "Come, let's see what else to add on the table?" β
Sheng Yuan carefully looked at the exquisite dishes on the next table, shook her head and said no, these are the flavors she likes to eat, and she is a little surprised, the dishes are all ordered by Sheng Qi, and the taste is quite overlapping with herself?
The light at the top came down, and a shadow fell on the eyelids of the person opposite, and the moment he heard the girl's words, he didn't know what he was thinking, and a warm heat crossed his eyes, and then he raised his head, and the strange expression disappeared completely.
Sheng Qi is fine, "Okay, if you like it, eat more, and you can successfully complete the task that your uncle gave to your brother." β
Speaking of which.
Sheng Yuan immediately thought of something, so he asked directly, "Cousin, those billboards in Jiangcheng ......"
"Yes, that's right," Sheng Qi replied neatly without even waiting for her to speak clearly: "It's also your uncle's handiwork." β
Then he sandwiched a scallop for himself, and his tone was relaxed, and he casually answered: "-Swipe my card." β
Sheng Yuan was stunned.
"You said that your uncle, at your age, is it quite naΓ―ve," Sheng Qi did not hide the friendly tone between relatives and friends at all, and teased: "Otherwise, you go back and talk about your uncle." β
Sheng Kite: "......" disagrees.
There are only occasional exchanges of words at the dinner table, but it does not make people feel like they are sitting on pins and needles, but it is calm and comfortable.
The meal was served up in this atmosphere.
It is customary to sit for a while after a meal.
The table was cleaned up by the waiter as quickly as possible, and the snacks were placed, and Sheng Qi began to fiddle with the tea sets again.
At this time, Sheng Kite's mobile phone came with a prompt tone, she took a look, and her eyes lit up.
[About five minutes to the studio.] ]
- Cubs.
Sheng Qi Yuguang on the opposite side caught a glimpse of the girl's appearance, and he didn't need to ask, so he concluded, "Shi Yan?" β
Sheng Kite nodded: "Yes." β
She replied: [Shi Yan, have you had lunch? ]
Over there: [I've eaten it.] ]
[Then I'll bring you another chestnut cake.] ]
[Okay.] ]
Then another one came back: [Are you outside?] ]
Sheng Kite typed his fingers on the keyboard of the phone screen: [Well, eating out.] ]
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Studios.
The crew of "Tilt of Power" on the set.
The mask was buckled on the side of his face, and after Shi Yan locked the mobile phone screen, the thin corners of his lips were still hooked in a good mood.
"Nine times out of ten, Sheng Yuan probably really went to dinner with the eldest young master."
I don't know where a discussion came from.
Clear infusion into the ears.
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There will be no misunderstanding. (End of chapter)