Transmigrated into the Film Emperor’s Death-Seeking Fiance

Thirty-four:

Yan Qingchi hugged Jiang Moyu for a while, then he stood up and prepared to leave.

"What are you doing?"

"Go back."

"Are you leaving?"

"Otherwise," Yan Qingchi chuckled, "are you really discussing luminous drama with you?"

Jiang Moyan: "... there are all here, let's sleep here tonight."

"That won't work. When we go out tomorrow morning, then I will become a crew member."

"You can't wait for me to go out from here."

"How do we say that the two of us are also legitimate legal couples who have received their licenses, and what you said is almost the same as stealing."

Jiang Mojing: "..."

Yan Qingchi thought about it and sat down next to him, "But it's OK, it's right to have a fun experience."

Jiang Moxu pressed the temple that was faintly painful, and stretched his finger toward the door, seemingly impatient: "Roll."

"I'm not a drum washing machine, what are you rolling?" Yan Qingchi said, taking out his mobile phone. "It's just that we are both, and we can have a video with Chess."

He dialed the video, and after a while, the other party turned on, revealing half of Chess's face.

"Dad." Chess shouted.

Yan Qingchi moved his phone aside, "Look who this is."

Chess moved his head forward and was pleasantly surprised: "Father is here too."

"What is Chess doing?" Jiang Moyan asked him.

"After watching the animation with my aunt, I just went to bed." He said, turning the phone around and letting Zhang into the mirror.

Jiang Mozhi saw her, smiled at her, and told him, "It will take a while before we can go back, Aunt Zhang, and see what chess and chess want to do. If he is bored, take him to my parents for a while child."

"it is good."

Chess heard what he said and asked him, "Father, when are you and dad coming back?"

"After a while, you have to listen to your aunt at home."

Chess nodded. "Chess is very obedient."

Jiang Moji asked him, "Is it fun to go to school?"

Chess thought for a while, and pursed his lips, "Sometimes it's fun, sometimes it's not."

"When is it fun and when is it not fun?"

"It's fun when drawing, classing, playing games, and not fun at bedtime."

"why?"

"Chess and Chess don't sleep at noon." Chess emphasized, "I go to sleep at night."

Yan Qingchi smiled, "What are you doing without sleeping at noon?"

"Drawing, you can also play chess and jigsaw puzzles." Chess and chess counted with his fingers.

"Okay, I'll call your teacher in a few days and tell her if you really don't want to sleep at noon, don't let you sleep."

"Really?" Qi Qi heard the words, his tone flew up, "Thank you Dad."

"You're welcome."

The three of them talked for a while, and Yan Qingchi seemed a little sleepy when watching chess, so he hung up the video and let him go to bed earlier.

Jiang Mozhi waited until he hanged up the video before asking him, "Do you think you dote on him too much?"

Yan Qingchi was aggressive, "Ah?"

"Everyone has a nap, because he doesn't like nap, so you have to call the teacher so that he doesn't have to go to bed at noon. Isn't that bad?"

What did Yan Qingchi think it was? It turned out to be this, "Then everyone likes girls, you like boys, your parents asked you to marry a man, did your parents love you too much?"

Jiang Mo was dumbfounded by him.

Yan Qingchi looked at him and said warmly, "People and people are different, just like some people like vegetarian food, some people like meat, some people feel less, and some people feel more, he doesn't want to sleep, can't sleep, you What's the use of pressing him on the bed? I never took a nap when I was a kid, and I grew up well. Many things have no so-called right or wrong, so why hold a ruler and a template to ask others. "

Jiang Moyan leaned back, "I found that you can still look straight, very open-minded, and talk about the truth."

"Because it is not a big deal, as long as you do not walk on the edge of morality and law, these personal habits, I think I can understand, there is no need to be unpleasant for this."

"Okay, then listen to you." Jiang Mo stood up, "I'm going to take a shower."

Yan Qingchi waved his hand at him, then lowered his head and continued to study his drama.

The two of them slept for a night while covering themselves with a quilt. Jiang Mochi had a show the next morning and was called by an alarm clock at five o'clock. Yan Qingchi always slept lightly. After listening to the ringtone, he opened his eyes staggeringly and prepared to get up.

Jiang Moxie reached out and pressed the person back, "It's only five o'clock when you sleep with you, and you're not playing."

"It's only five o'clock?"

"Ok."

Jiang Moyi looked at him and closed his eyes again, wrapped in a quilt, and said vaguely, "Then you take good pictures."

He has always been full of energy. Rarely, when it is so soft, it looks like an enlarged version of chess. Jiang Moji looked at it and felt a bit cute.

He said "Yeah" and poked Yan Qingchi's side face, Yan Qingchi muttered, "Why?"

Jiang Moyi pinched and felt that he felt pretty good, "It's all right, you sleep with you, I'm going to wash."

"Well, come on." Yan Qingchi whispered.

"it is good."

When Wang Xianghai, the assistant, came to pick up his own film emperor, he saw that Jiang Moyu was closing the door. Xiao Wang was a little surprised. "My brother is up so early today."

"Well, it's rare to get up early. By the way, go and tell the front desk a little while. Don't let anyone come into my room to clean this morning."

"Row."

"Is Yan Qingchi's assistant living next to you?"

"Correct."

"Guan Mei is not here, he has brought such an assistant. If you are free, you can take it with you."

"Okay." Wang Xianghai responded, and he glanced at Jiang Moyan. "Brother, can I ask you something?"

"what?"

"What does Yanqingchi have to do with you? You drank it that day and let me pass by. He was in the car."

Jiang Moyi glanced at him and smiled, "What do you think we are related?"

Xiao Wang stood right away, holding his breath, "Good friends, good brothers, pure socialist brotherhood!"

Jiang Mo was unconvinced.

Wang Xianghai touched his still agitated heart, mother, scared the baby.

When Yan Qingchi woke up again, it was already half past seven, which was his normal time of rest. He slowly put on his clothes, washed his clothes, opened the door, and shoved out carefully. Fortunately, there was no one in the hallway, Yan Qingchi flew out, closed the door and returned to his room.

Be guilty! He shook his head and sent a WeChat message to Jiang Moyu: I am up and have arrived in my room [hehe].

Jiang Mozhi was probably filming and did not return to him.

Yan Qingchi was not in a hurry, was preparing to go downstairs for breakfast, but received a WeChat from He Fei: Brother Yan, are you up?

Yan Qingchi returned to him: Get up, what happened?

"Are you going to breakfast?"

"Ok."

Then he heard the knock on the door, and the phone rang: Yan brother, I'm outside your door.

Yan Qingchi: ... you are so quick.

Yan Qingchi opened the door, and He Fei was just outside the door, greeting him vigorously.

Yan Qingchi can only return his polite smile.

The two quickly had breakfast. Yan Qingchi went to the studio and saw the director filming Jiang Moji's personal outdoor drama. He held his head and watched carefully. It wasn't until the afternoon that Yan Qingchi heard the director shouting his name. Yan Qingchi got up a bit, feeling a little excited, and finally wanted to film his drama!

On the other side of the ocean, Yuan Mingxuan looked at the return flight on the computer, and after thinking for a long time, finally pressed the buy button. He breathed a sigh of relief, yet with some unconscious tension, he hesitated for a long time between Jiang Moyu and Zhou Yixing with a mobile phone, but finally chose Liao Sibo as the entry point.

He edited word by word, and sent it to Liao Sibo: I'm coming back, I'll call Moumu, let's get together.

He didn't wait long before sending the message, and then received a WeChat reply from Liao Sibo: OK, you send me the flight, and I will pick it up with Momo.

Yuan Mingzhen looked at his WeChat and smiled unconsciously.