Turning his head and stealing a fragrance on her face.

Tang Haotian, Owen, Li Xize, Situ Yan, Qi Qi was creepy and tears of wide noodles were flowing.

When everyone gets together, it’s always a lot more lively, eating and making fun, talking and laughing, and it’s not until after eight o’clock that the meal is over, and then they all go back to their respective homes.

...

Ji Yicheng and Jing Qingge returned home, took a shower and went to bed.

The orange light at the head of the bed was shallow, Ji Yicheng leaned half on the back of the bed, and played games online with the iPad. Jing Qingge lay down next to him and walked around Weibo with his mobile phone. When he saw any gossip in the entertainment industry or funny jokes, he would read it to him. His voice was delicate, delicate, and with a nice smile.

"Gee..." Jing Qingge raised his head with enthusiasm, regardless of the game he was playing, grabbed his arm and shook it,

"Ji Yicheng, when you went to the mall to look for me this afternoon, we hugged each other, and it turned out that someone took a photo and it was said that it was popular on Weibo."

Ji Yicheng picked up his eyelids and admired her three words "It's obvious."

Jing Qingge burst into a corner of her mouth and showed off, but she was also very proud, "I think Uncle Lang should pay us operating expenses!"

Ji Yicheng floated over quietly and said, "Wife, isn't the money I earn enough for you?"

Jing Qingge waved his finger left and right,

"No, this money is so fulfilling. Do you think that the 'Qingcheng couple' has been exposed these days, and all netizens are sensational, which has caused a lot of traffic to Uncle Lang's backstage? Tsk tsk~~~~"

Jing Qingge shook his head while saying that, with a very fascinated expression, and she wished that there would be a rain of red piebiao in front of her.

"Swish..." Ji Yicheng laughed. His wife was definitely the cutest black-hearted little money fan in history! None of them!

Jing Qingge smiled and squinted his eyes and browsed on Weibo, "Haha, Ji Yicheng, I'll read a netizen's comment to you, we hug today in the mall!"

Ji Yicheng raised his eyebrows and signaled her to continue.

"The comment was made by Xiao Ma's name, 'There are cats, wine, no meat'. The Qingcheng couple staged idol romance dramas every day. I was a single old man awakened from a single old man's documentary, and I felt sorry for myself for sixty seconds."

"Hahaha..." Jing Qingge smiled seriously, "I also feel sorry for you for sixty seconds."

Ji Yicheng also laughed, and she continued to comment, "But judging from the peak appearance of me and you, is there any hottest romance dramas nowadays?"

"Then you must be the only heroine, no female second and third...female eighteen!" Ji Yicheng strongly supported the show and told the truth.

Jing Qingge smiled, her eyes filled with a sweet smile like a peach, "Then you must be the only male lead in the universe."

Ji Yicheng finally couldn't help but raise his eyes, and the next second, he was stunned and confused.

She lay beside her body, half-supported her elbows, and her two thin legs were restlessly raised from the quilt, and a soft soft silk scattered casually on her shoulders, forming the most vivid contrast with her snow-white skin. Her thin neck looked like the most beautiful one in the Swan Lake. After taking a shower, her face was clean and transparent with a layer of natural thin red. Her eyes were shimmering, and her smile was bright and charming.

He lost his soul as he watched.

Until she raised her hand and waved her eyes, a bad and teasing laughter came into her ears, "Ji Yicheng, come on, let's use four words to describe the female lead in front of you."
Chapter completed!