The family quickly accepted the existence of this little cute, although the little grandson who does not regret it, although he looks exactly the same as the one who does not regret it, but the temperament is very different, so don't be too naughty.

"Don't leave? Not leaving? Come out and drink milk! ”

On weekdays, when it's time to eat, I don't leave the most active, and I always urge Qiu Yun on time and on time. Today, why has there been no response after calling for so long?

Qiu Yun looked around the bedroom, looked around the kitchen, and even went upstairs to look for it, but I didn't see the shadow of leaving.

"Don't regret it, do you see it and don't leave?" didn't regret ignoring Qiu Yun, saying that he didn't know.

"Aini?"

"Wang!" Ani crawled out from under the couch with a disgraced face, excitedly thinking it was time for her to eat.

"Don't leave?" Ani tilted her head to look at Qiu Yun, showing her well-behaved and cute to the fullest.

Qiu Yun sighed silently, hoping that Aini would forget it!

"Not leaving?"

"Whew-"

There seems to be a sound of dragging things. Qiu Yun pricked up her ears and carefully identified the source of the sound.

"Wang~" Aini reacted quickly this time, and her little short legs ran fast. Around the unrepentant food box, happily circle.

I saw the food box upside down on the ground, moving little by little, and a small whimper came from inside.

At this moment, Qiu Yun knows where to leave.

Pick up the food box that you don't regret, revealing a small ball of white velvet inside. I don't regret that I have eaten a lot of food, so the food box I prepared is also a big one, and I haven't changed it yet, and I don't know how I got it, so I put myself upside down in the food box.

Seeing the light of day again, his steps were vain, and he almost fell. Seeing the bottle in Qiu Yun's hand, he was instantly full of vitality and screamed anxiously.

She may have raised an Erha, not a German pastor. Qiu Yun thought.

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The script of "Generation Tianjiao" is basically settled, and Ann appreciates Qiu Yun very much, although he helped revise a lot, but in Qiu Yun's experience, it is not easy to achieve such a high degree of completion when writing a script for the first time.

The script is set, and so is the director team. is Huangyu's own director, Jiang Tielin.

Jiang Tielin is a man in his early thirties, he seems to be relatively gentle, and he is also polite to Qiu Yun. specially asked someone to inform Qiu Yun of the casting time, and asked her to come over and screen it together, after all, the original book was written by her, and the script was also written by her, and there is no one who knows her better about this drama.

Today's first day is the audition for the protagonist, and they have preliminarily determined the range of candidates two days ago, and today they only need to determine the male and female in a few rooms.

Qiu Yun still gets up early, although she doesn't have to go over today, but it's the first drama, so you always have to pay attention to it.

"No regrets, good morning!" Qiu Yun opened the curtains and let the morning sun shine throughout the bedroom, as usual, to say hello to no regrets.

The hand that was about to scratch his ears suddenly stopped in mid-air, trembling faintly.

"No, remorse...... No regrets? Get up! No regrets? ”

She didn't dare to touch it without regrets, for fear that she would think the same as herself. He stood up suddenly, stumbled to get his phone on the bedside table, and knocked his calf to the corner of the bed without realizing it.

Fingers trembling to unlock the opening screen, one key to dial Qiao Yiran's phone.

"Jiu'er, early ......"

"Baby, come here! No regrets seem to ...... I—I didn't dare touch him, and his belly didn't move! You say, is he ......?"

"Jiu'er calm down! I'll go over, don't move, wait for me, don't move! Don't hang up your phone, I'm here! ”

This is the first time Qiao Yiran has heard such a flustered Qiu Yun, and his usual composure has disappeared without a trace, so he immediately asked the driver to get out of the car, and rushed to Qiu Yun's house by himself through a few traffic lights.

"Jiu'er, don't be afraid, I'm here! Don't be afraid......" Qiao Yiran muttered, not knowing whether to comfort Qiu Yun or himself.

Qiu Yun listened to the phone, and her hand unconsciously stretched out to not regret. I don't regret it as usual, in the same position, in the same sleeping position. But why is the body cold?

She finally touched the unrepentant, tears like a flood of floodgates, surging out, and silently.

Qiao Yiran heard the whispered crying over there, and he was even more anxious, and stepped on the accelerator to the end.