Shi Wei paced while talking on the phone, and slowly, the voice that Jian Junyi could hear became smaller and smaller.

"Sang Ning, I just got water on my legs, and I almost showed my stuffing."

The sound of keypad tapping on the other end of the phone stopped abruptly.

Nan Sanning's voice was worried, "What's going on?" ”

She was in a meeting, so she missed a live stream.

"Forget it, I'll send someone to fetch you back."

This type of live broadcast variety show is still not suitable for the only one.

It's too dangerous.

Shi Wei smiled and said no, "The sapphire you said last time, can you be sure that it is mermaid tears?" ”

If she can recover the mermaid tears, she no longer has to worry about the danger of revealing her identity at any time.

It will not continue to degrade.

Nan Sanning said: "No. ”

She had never seen real mermaid tears, only the only dictation and the clumsy painter.

Therefore, I can only search for all the information related to the blue jewel as much as possible, and would rather kill a thousand by mistake than let go of one.

After talking to Nan Sanning on the phone and coming back, Shi only found that the tent had been set up.

Jian Junyi sat in a corner not far away, one leg curled up, reading the script very seriously.

"Mom."

The little head melon that I met for the first time stuck out of the tent.

followed by Jian Qinghuan: "Mother Shi." ”

She only beckoned to Shi, "Mother Shi, come in." ”

Shi Wei glanced at Jian Junyi again.

Somehow, she always felt that Jian Yingdi at this time was covered with a layer of ice, and she almost engraved 'Ignore me' on her brain.

Obviously, I took the initiative to help before.

How could this man's temper be uncertain?

Do men also have those days of the month?

Shi Wei entered the tent, which had already laid out quilts and pillows, and the two babies were lying on her left and right.

Left and right, both children and daughters.

These are the days of her dreams.

"Mother Shi, my brother said that you would sing every day to coax him to sleep, and no one had ever coaxed Huanhuan like this." Jian Qinghuan leaned sideways, lost in his eyes.

It's wet, as if it's going to cry at any moment.

Shi Wei's heart felt as if it had been pricked by a needle, and it ached for a while.

The big hand hugged Jian Qinghuan over, "Then today, my mother will sing and sleep happily, what song do you want to hear?" ”

Jian Qinghuan moved his body, and the whole person was attached to Shi Wei's body.

It's so warm.

"There is only a mother in the world!"

It would be nice if Mother Shi really was her mother.

Shi Shi's only other hand also took Shi Chuyu over, and sang with a smile: "There is only a mother in the world...... Having a mother is like a ......."

Outside the tent, Jian Junyi, who had been staring at the script for a long time and hadn't turned the page, suddenly raised his head, and a touch of surprise flashed in his cold eyes.

His eyes flickered, and when he reacted, he raised his hand and touched his cheek, and his fingertips were stained with tears.

He actually cried?

The ethereal and graceful singing continued, and Jian Junyi just looked at it so stupidly, even the sound of his heartbeat felt like a disturbance.

"Daddy?"

"Daddy!"

Jian Junyi opened his eyes suddenly, the living room was bright, and his daughter was squatting beside him, already changing into a set of clothes, combing two beautiful wheat braids.

The window not far behind her daughter was open, and the sun was shining obliquely.

"Dad, it's time to get up." Jian Qinghuan called him with a smile.

He actually fell asleep?

Jian Junyi stood up, and the blanket covering his body slipped off.

The blanket was pink and delicate, with Lena Belle printed on it.

"This is what your mother covered for you, she was afraid that you would be cold." Jian Qinghuan was puzzled, "Why didn't Dad come into the tent and sleep with us?" ”

On dog days, Jian Junyi felt a little cold.

He calmly pulled the blanket up, "Has Huanhuan seen Dad's script?" ”

Jian Qinghuan pointed to the table not far away, "Mother Shi helped you put it away, and she also praised Dad's handwriting for looking good!" ”

Jian Junyi has a habit of writing annotations and inspirations on the script, which helps him better integrate into the character.

But now, he's starting to worry about a typo on it?

At half past seven, the staff appeared, and the live broadcast officially began.

[I'll knock!] Am I opening the live stream the wrong way? How did my brother Jane hold the only blanket when he was holding it? 】

[It's over, my Brother Jian is dirty, when you are the only one, you honestly explain how you took down my Brother Jian? 】

[So they really slept together last night?] 】

Early in the morning, as soon as the live broadcast began, the only name rushed to the hot search.

#时唯一和简君屹睡了吗? #

Although this kind of entry has a spoof component, the topic is absolutely high, and the number of likes and comments exceeded 10,000 in an instant.

"Hello, good morning." The host's voice rang out, "Did you all sleep well last night?" ”

"Okay." Song Jiali and Feng Ruoxi replied in unison.

Jian Qinghuan raised her head excitedly, "Last night, my mother sang to coax my brother and I to sleep, so we slept very soundly." ”

"Oh? What did your mother sing to you at that time? "The moderator keenly captured the topic.

If it's singing "Searching for Dreams", it's exciting.

There has been no final answer to the news on the Internet about the only plagiarism of Shen Sijia, and now the two of them are in their show.

Last night, Shen Sijia's cappella had overturned.

I don't know the only ...... of the time

Jian Qinghuan: "Singing "Only Mother is Good in the World"! ”

"Oh." The host was a little disappointed.

But it doesn't matter, the monk can't run the temple if he runs away, and there are still a few days to go.

"Okay, you haven't had breakfast yet, have you? The owner of the B&B is very kind and has done it for everyone. ”

The host finished speaking, and the staff put a variety of breakfasts on the table.

Shi Weiwei held Shi Chuyu with his left hand, and Jian Qinghuan with his right hand, his eyes fell on those breakfasts that were full of color and flavor, and he complained openly: "It's definitely not that simple, cub, Huanhuan, you have to remember that there is no breakfast in vain in the world." ”

Behind him, Jian Jun reluctantly put the blanket printed with Lena Belle back into the tent, turned around and picked up the script from the table.

His eyes drooped, and under the vigorous and powerful 'Jian Junyi' signature on it, there was a funny smile.

The left and right eyes of the smiling face are asymmetrical, and the mouth is crooked, so it looks even more funny.

He subconsciously looked at the only back in front of him.

For some reason, I always felt that she had drawn it.

Unconsciously, the corners of his lips rose slightly, and his fingertips rubbed twice on that smiling face, before he took the script back into his bag.

Sure enough, the breakfast of the program group is not easy for anyone to eat, and the host quickly announced the rules.

"There is a math problem written under every plate in front of you, and the fastest one can eat it, now let's see what is under the first plate?"

The photographer pushes the camera forward.

It's a very simple multiplication and division operation.

“236。” When I first met the first to say the answer.

He didn't even use the whiteboard provided by the program team to calculate.

"Brother is awesome!" Jian Qinghuan turned into a cheerleader, and smiled and compared to the first encounter.