The next day was going to be filming, so everyone didn't play too late and went back to the hotel after eating.

Liu Yifei was very happy, humming songs when she took a bath.

At the end of the party, she and Murong Fu were still involved in a cake war, and they were smeared with a lot of cake and cream.

When she came out of the shower, Liu Xiaoli took a hair dryer and helped her blow her hair.

Combing her smooth hair with five fingers, Liu Xiaoli smiled and said: "Director Li Dawei sent a message, and at the end of March after the New Year, "The Family of Gold Powder" will be broadcast on CCTV 8. ”

"Oh."

Liu Yifei didn't raise her head in response, still looking down at her phone.

Seeing her holding her mobile phone and flipping through it randomly, Liu Xiaoli suddenly felt a surge of anger in her heart, and couldn't help but raise her voice and ask, "Did you hear me talking to you?" ”

"Hear me! The gold powder family is going to be broadcast! ”

Liu Yifei didn't care: "Broadcast it!" Isn't it going to be broadcast when the drama is filmed! ”

Liu Xiaoli hated iron and steel: "It's a CCTV eight drama, the ratings can't be low, you are going to be popular, you know?" ”

"Isn't it still the same filming when it's hot?"

Liu Yifei shrugged.

“……”

She was not popular yet, but Liu Xiaoli became popular first: "Sissi, you said that you like acting, and your mother took you back to China to film." ”

"That's right! I like acting, but I don't like fire. ”

“……”

Liu Xiaoli was speechless, so she could only help her blow her hair out of anger and urge: "Go to sleep quickly!" I have to film tomorrow! ”

Liu Yifei's role has not yet been completed, and she will have to continue filming tomorrow.

Turning off the lights and going to bed, Liu Yifei held her mobile phone and continued to flip through it.

She didn't want to play anything, she just didn't want to sleep yet, she wanted to wait.

As for what to wait for, she didn't know.

Suddenly, a message pops up and a new text message is sent.

Seeing the word "cousin" written on the sender's remarks, Liu Yifei immediately opened the text message as soon as possible.

"Did you sleep?"

"Not yet."

Liu Yifei quickly replied to a message.

"Can you come out?"

Seeing the news of Murong's return, Liu Yifei was stunned, and her heart suddenly jumped.

"It's so late, where are you going?"

"Oh, too, forget it! Sleep and good night. ”

Seeing this news, Liu Yifei's heart was confused.

After hesitating for a moment, she still sent a message: "What's the matter?" ”

"It's nothing, it's just that I'm going back to Peking tomorrow, and I have a gift for you before leaving. But when you finish and go back to Beiping, you can give it to you, don't worry, you can sleep first! ”

Speaking of which, how can Liu Yifei still sleep?

"Where are you? I'm going to look for you. ”

"Can you come out? I was in the pavilion at the back of the hotel, remember to wear thick clothes, it was cold outside. ”

The weather in Dali in December is indeed a little cold, and when she lifted the quilt, Liu Yifei took out a down jacket and put it on, and walked cautiously to the door.

Because Liu Xiaoli was there, the crew arranged a small suite for her, and Liu Xiaoli lived in the room near the door.

When she came to the door, Liu Yifei tiptoed open the door and got out.

Carefully close the door, Liu Yifei wrapped her down jacket and went downstairs.

I went out and went around to the back of the hotel, where there is a small park, there is a landscape lake in the center, and there is a small pavilion with four corners of the cornices by the lake, where the crew had filmed before.

When she came to the landscape lake, Liu Yifei saw Murong Fu sitting on a stone bench in the pavilion.

"Cousin."

Approaching quickly, she opened her mouth and shouted.

Turning around, he saw that it was her, and as soon as Murong Fu smiled, he saw the pajama pants under her down jacket.

Frowning, Murong Fu asked, "Why did you run out in pajama pants?" ”

"My down jacket is long enough to wrap my legs, you see."

Liu Yifei's down jacket is a windbreaker style, the hem hangs down to the knees, she wraps it left and right, and shows it to him.

Seeing this, Murong Fu shook his head, took off the coat on his body, folded it twice, put it on the stone bench on the side, and motioned, "Sit." ”

Yiyan sat on the stone bench, Liu Yifei looked at him curiously and asked, "What gift do you have for me?" ”

"This."

Murong Fu picked up a bamboo flute from the stone table.

At this time, Liu Yifei noticed that there was still a flute on the stone table.

Seeing Murong Fu skillfully pressing the sound hole, Liu Yifei asked curiously, "Do you want to play the flute for me?" ”

"I promised you that I would play this tune for you."

Murong Fu smiled slightly and put the bamboo flute to his lips.

What tune?

Liu Yifei was stunned, but after hearing the melodious tune in the bamboo flute, she recognized the song immediately.

"It's a nightingale!"

She called out the name of the song and covered her mouth in surprise.

Memories came back to her mind, and she remembered that when she was in the Tianxing Equestrian Club before, Murong Fu and her listened to this song with one headphone.

At that time, he did talk about the opportunity to play this tune to her.

She had forgotten about it.

But he remembered.

The film and television city is backed by Cangshan Mountain, the terrain is high, and the Erhai Lake not far away is sparkling, reflecting a crescent moon in the night sky.

A melodious melody like a nightingale lingers at the foot of Cangshan Mountain, as if hanging a ribbon made of musical notes for Cangshan.

Looking at Murong Fu who was playing, Liu Yifei put her hands on her cheeks, and her eyes were shining.

This version of "The Nightingale" played by Murong Fu has a different kind of gentleness.

After the song was blown, Murong Fu put down the bamboo flute, and in front of the stone table, Liu Yifei's eyes were already stupid.

"Does it sound good?"

Murong Fu couldn't help but pinch her fleshy cheeks.

"Sounds good."

Liu Yifei felt a chill on her face, and raised her hand to cover Murong Fu's hand: "Your hands are so cold." ”

Feeling the warmth of her palm, Murong Fu's heart couldn't help but feel warm.

"Put your clothes on!"

Liu Yifei got up and handed him back his clothes.

"Hmm."

Murong Fu took the clothes, put them on his body, and said softly: "Okay, the gift has been delivered, you can go back and rest early!" ”

Liu Yifei pinched her fingers: "I'm not sleepy yet, can I sit for a while?" ”

Glancing at her pajama pants, Murong Fu shook his head: "The stone bench is too cold, it's not good for the body, and girls can't stand the cold." ”

Liu Yifei touched the stone bench behind him, and his tentacles were indeed cold.

Seeing that she was a little disappointed, Murong Fu hesitated, but still spread out his hand and patted his thigh: "Do you want to sit here?" ”

Liu Yifei was stunned, but after a slight hesitation, she stepped forward and sat sideways on his lap.

Feeling her warm and slightly trembling body, Murong Fu's heart was furious, so he tore off his coat and wrapped her in his arms.

The warm fragrance of nephrite was full of arms, Murong Fu smelled the fragrance in her hair, and the long-suppressed thoughts in her heart finally couldn't hold back anymore, like bursting the embankment, about to pour out.

"Cousin..."

Liu Yifei's two small ears were red and hot, and her delicate face was red as if she was about to drip blood.

She raised her head and looked at Murong Fu's handsome face, breathing a little nervously.

Suddenly taking a deep breath, she plucked up her courage, but said like a mosquito humming, "Cousin, I... I like you..."