His Long Love

Meng Qingge went to bed late yesterday. It was already 7:30 when she got up in the morning. Ji Wanzhou did not know when she had left, and no one called her to get up.

Meng Qingge looked at the five or six calls from Chen Xiao on her mobile phone. She felt headache. She couldn't call herself when the phone rang. Her sleep was too heavy.

Meng Qingge had to quickly clean up his own, picked up two pieces of warm bread, rushed out of the door.

By the time we arrived at the scene, it was already an hour late.

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry I got up late today." Meng Qingge rushes into the crew with half a piece of bread in his mouth, blushing and apologizing.

This bow, Meng Qingge immediately widened his eyes.

A snow-white ball appeared at her feet, "meow." A small little milk cat, it looks like two or three months of size, all over the body snow-white, without a stray hair. Meng Qingge's heart was captured at that time.

"What a lovely cat." Meng Qingge squatted down, body, holding the cat in his arms, while teasing and walking.

"It's OK, love song. We just have a rest." Wang Liping likes this beautiful girl in her heart. Hearing him say so, she immediately gives Meng Qingge a step down.

"Thank you, Aunt Wang." Meng Qingge hugs the baby cat happily, and finally catches the opportunity to push the cat hard.

"This cat was brought by Xiao Chen, but it's gratifying." Wang Liping does not let go of Meng Qingge's holding of the cat. Comrade Xiao Chen has been watching it for a long time.

"I didn't expect that sister Meng likes cats so much," Chen Xiao was named and did not stop talking. "This cat is my foreign friend. My cat gave me a lot of cubs. If I couldn't raise more, I would give one to me. Sister Meng liked me and asked him to send one!"

Meng Qingge's heart itches. The cat in his arms seems to be hungry. He turns around in Meng Qingge's arms and bites the bread piece held by the love singer.

With a small swallow, Meng Qingge's heart is almost sprouting. In my heart, I can't help but make a comparison with the little skin that I can't hold at home. The son grows up, can't hold, still want a little girl to go home to hold, still can roll!

If only I could sample this little thing at home.

Chen Xiao was not angry with the cat, but let the cat be carried around.

"Ah, how did you go to such a place?" When a scene was filmed for a rest, Meng Qingge saw that the cat did not know when to climb to the two-story-high tree. She was helpless to board two big round eyes and looked down.

Seeing the love song coming, I don't know how, the cat jumps down directly and falls into Meng Qingge's arms.

Love song quickly embrace the cat, the whole person's center of gravity is not stable, will fall back, a pair of hands caught her.

Fortunately, they fell into Chen Xiao's arms. Neither of them was injured.

This scene happened to be photographed. Both of them were still in their costumes and had no makeup removed. They looked like the emperor's interest in the empress, which was very beautiful and eye catching.

The director and two people discussed, in order to promote the effect, or decided to upload online, for the promotion of the new play.

In the company's office season evening boat saw this news completely can't sit still, simply a foot throttle killed the crew.

Meng Qingge was at a loss and had to explain to him, "this is for publicity. You can understand it."

"I don't understand." Ji Wanzhou, with his hands on his shoulders, leaned back on the bright red Ferrari. The straight suit is low-key and luxurious, which is in sharp contrast to the dazzling and dazzling show off behind.

In order to

no longer be hurt by this scene, Meng Qingge took Ji Wanzhou's hand and said, "let's get into the car and say it."

"What are you afraid of? Is it afraid of being seen by the little adulterer Instead of following Meng Qingge in, Ji Wanzhou stuck Meng Qingge in the narrow area of the car door and her own side.

It's difficult to turn around in such a small place. Ji Wanzhou gets his head and puts it in his ear. Without saying a word, the heat spurts on her face. Meng Qingge can't help being upset.

"There is no adulterer. The name is Chen Xiao." Meng's nostalgic song.

"It's just a little white face." Ji Wanzhou opened the door with one hand and encircled his wife. The other hand reached Meng Qingge's leg.

"It's OK. It's not four hundred and one nights less than last season." Meng Qingge's face was red, and he knocked off his hand, and then stretched out four fingers, clearly placed in front of Ji Wanzhou.

Ji Wanzhou eyebrows can not stop jumping, looked back at the little adulterer still kept looking at this side, back put Meng Qingge into the car, driving the car away.

"I haven't finished filming today." Meng Qingge

"go home."

"Will what home," Meng Qingge suddenly thought of what, no wonder he always called Chen Xiao adulterer, "you don't want me to go out with him to play?"

Ji Wanzhou turned around, did not answer, and focused on driving."Isn't it?" Meng Qingge refused to let go and broke the casserole to ask the end.

"Yes, if you dare to get along with him so closely, I will send someone to be him." However,

didn't play a significant role in threatening, Meng Qingge was more happy to hear this sentence. This person, how to be angry like a child.

Meng Qingge doesn't want to quarrel with him, so I'll give it to her husband who has great powers to solve the problem.

But this person is special, so I can't stand the system.

Meng Qingge looked out of the window and suddenly had a flash of inspiration. He grabbed the season boat on the edge of his irritability. "I want to eat the strawberry mousse before."

"I'm very angry about what kind of cake to eat." Ji Wanzhou pretends to be angry, then grabs Meng Qingge's hand and puts it into

"but I still want to eat it." Meng Qingge deliberately ignored the words of Ji Wanzhou, and said his own thoughts.

She simply grasped the sleeve of the season evening boat with both hands, and swayed up and down, and tooted her mouth at the man in front of her.

"That won't work either." Ji Wanzhou raised his head, saying word by word.

Half an hour later, myth dessert.

Meng Qingge dug out a piece of cake and sent it to Ji Wanzhou's mouth. It was like coaxing a child to eat. He held a spoon and said, "ah"

Ji Wanzhou obediently opened his mouth and ate a mouthful of cake.

The taste is really good. It melts in the mouth, with delicate texture and lingering fragrance. It has a strong strawberry flavor but no sweet and greasy feeling.

No wonder Meng Qingge likes it so much. Ji Dashao has already thought about whether to pack the chef down and go home to make two mousse cakes regularly.

I was in a good mood when I ate the sweets I fed myself.

In a good mood, after showing off the season big less, said a word of stone breaking, "wife, give birth to a son with me."

After feeding someone at home, Meng Qingge was exhausted and finally fell asleep.

The next day, Meng Qingge is a lucky woman with both cats and dogs.