"She's so good."

After Grandma Yun heard this, she immediately echoed: "Yes, she is so good." ”

At this moment, Grandma Yun especially wanted to be selfish, selfishly hoping that Fengyin would find someone who was in good health and could accompany her for a long time.

But if that person is not Cheng Yanqiu, can Feng Yin like it?

I always feel that it is very difficult to make Feng Yin like someone.

After all, it is an unsolvable problem.

The two of them didn't talk about this, they quickened the speed of their hands, prepared the meal, and shouted to the wind to eat.

Three people, three dishes and one soup, a lot, because Cheng Yanqiu ate very little.

For Cheng Yanqiu, dinner is just to taste the taste, he doesn't dare to eat more, and he can't digest it.

As for Grandma Yun, she didn't dare to eat more, and in the end, only Feng Yin and Allah were left, and one person and one dog ate the most.

After dinner, Feng Yin and Cheng Yanqiu went upstairs and went to Cheng Yanqiu's house, and the two nested together and watched a funny movie.

The time of pleasure always feels fast, and soon it will be ten o'clock in the evening, and Cheng Yanqiu should have rested a long time ago.

He was a little reluctant to pull Feng Yin's fingers, lowered his head and said, "Let's have breakfast together tomorrow morning, okay?" ”

"Okay, what do you want to eat?"

Feng Yin agreed simply and took Cheng Yanqiu's hand.

Didn't you go to his bedroom in this direction?

Cheng Yanqiu was a little excited, and cooled down in the next second, and the ten push-ups were not successful.

"What do you think, cover the quilt and chat purely."

"Hehe, I know."

Cheng Yanqiu thought that he could already do five push-ups, and it seemed that he would continue to work hard when he went back.

Feng Yin didn't know Cheng Yanqiu's little Jiujiu, she wanted to be close to Cheng Yanqiu, so she did it.

The two people who shared the same bed again really covered the quilt, but they didn't do it purely because Cheng Yanqiu fell asleep.

His body doesn't support him to stay up late.

In the early morning of the next day, Feng Yin got up early to make breakfast, and the two of them went to Grandma Yun to eat together.

After the meal was finished, Feng Yin drove Cheng Yanqiu to the airport, and he hadn't finished filming yet.

The separation of the airport is not as difficult as imagined, but Yanqiu has some ideas in his heart.

"After I finished filming this drama, I will rest, will I accompany you then?"

Cheng Yanqiu felt that this drama would probably be his last play.

He wanted to spend the rest of his time with Feng Yin.

He selfishly wanted to have him in the memory of the wind moaning.

"Okay, wait for you."

Feng Yin agreed, Cheng Yanqiu suddenly stepped forward, a kiss fell on Feng Yin's forehead, and his hands naturally hugged Feng Yin and held her in his arms.

"Wind Yin, you know, I really love you."

This sentence is not only a confession, but also full of regrets.

Wind Moan's eye sockets became hot on their own.

She hugged Cheng Yanqiu's waist with her arms and murmured: Everything will be fine.

The two hugged for a minute, or even more, and were reluctant to leave.

Cheng Yanqiu pushed away the wind and showed the biggest smile at her.

"I'll be back soon."

"Hmm."

Cheng Yanqiu kissed on his forehead again, turned around and left, not daring to look back.

Feng Yin stood for a long time, and the eagerness in his heart went to the next level.

Flow, it's time to refuel.

"Bell Bell Bell ———"

Fengyin's mobile phone rang, connected, it was Li Sanyi's.

"What's wrong?"

"Looking for me to shoot commercials?"

"Oh, I see, I'll go over here."

Feng Yin hung up the phone, and the reluctance to Cheng Yanqiu in his heart was suppressed.

For international advertising, she was invited, but she needed to audition.

"I want it, that's mine."