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Now that he agreed, Jiang Siming checked the time, and he happened to be free, so he went straight to Kyoto to start the rehearsal.

Don't look at Lao Jiang's hard work. In fact, this product just wants to rehearse once, and after the rehearsal, he will go off and wait for the Spring Festival Gala to go again.

The director probably didn't expect Jiang Siming to go there with this kind of purpose, and thought he was so happy that he gave face.

He also said that he would meet him at the airport in person.

But Jiang Siming didn't let him, and he was picked up.

Kyoto International Airport.

A slim young girl stood at the airport, craned her neck and looked at the passengers who came out, looking for a certain figure.

The girl is so beautiful, so many stopping eyes are stolen around, and there are many young boys who want to strike up a conversation.

However, behind the girl stood two plainclothes that strangers should not enter, making them give up this plan.

Who dares to provoke a bodyguard when he goes out?

Until, a tall figure walked out of the pick-up port, although no one knew it while wearing a mask and hat.

But the girl recognized him at a glance, it was more like finding a home, jumped up with joy, and then rushed into the other's arms.

The surrounding men sneered at the man wearing a mask and hat, and filled with righteous indignation.

Such an old person is at least fifty years old, right?

It's too shameless to seduce a ignorant underage girl who doesn't know anything about the world, pooh! Dirty!

However, the two parties were left alone, not caring about the gaze around them.

"Brother Jiang~You finally come to Kyoto, but Xi misses you~"

Jiang Siming hugged the girl, feeling her body temperature, a little missed.

After not seeing each other for so long, this Nizi has grown up too, everywhere.

Quite a kind of smell of a girl next door has grown up.

This girl is no one else, she is the precious granddaughter of the old man in the Tianzu group, Dongfang Weixi.

Ever since he got married, Dongfang Weixi has visited Shanghai once to represent the old man at his wedding. After returning to Kyoto, he never came back.

Jiang Siming hadn't been to Kyoto for a long time, and the two hadn't seen each other for half a year.

"Brother Jiang misses you too, Wei Xi has grown up and he has become heavier."

Jiang Siming said jokingly.

Dongfang Weixi immediately became melancholy with her small face: "Ha TnT~ I said that I started to get fat after I got better. My grandfather always let me eat all kinds of delicious foods and nutrients. Brother Jiang, I heard that Your company sells weight loss pills. Can you sell me one? I want to lose weight."

Jiang Siming laughed, stretched out his hand to rub her head, and said with a smile: "I am teasing you, you are not fat, you just grow taller and look better."

"Really? Hey, Brother Jiang's aesthetic is absolutely qualified. If you say I have become beautiful, then I must be beautiful."

Dongfang Weixi immediately regained his smiling face, which really didn't boast about flattering.

If anyone in the world has the best aesthetics in the world, then it must be Jiang Siming who hasn't run away. His daughter-in-law, all of them are absolutely beautiful.

"Brother Jiang, how long can you stay in Kyoto this time?"

Jiang Siming said embarrassedly: "I can only stay for one day for the time being. I have to go back after the rehearsal tomorrow. There is no way. The New Year is coming soon. There are a lot of family affairs."

Jiang Siming always lied without blushing.

It's a pity that Xiao Weixi heard it and naively believed it.

"That's it... I still want Brother Jiang to accompany me to spend a few more days in Kyoto." Dongfang Weixi's pretty melancholy face was full of disappointment.

Jiang Siming couldn't bear to refuse this little nizi. This nizi's parents were gone. The remaining grandfather had to stay at the Tianzu base to deal with a lot of things because of his special status and heavy burden.

So Dongfang Weixi can only stay at home by himself, because the home he lives in is too special, it is impossible to go out to play casually, let alone bring friends to the house.

Moreover, Dongfang Weixi has never been to school and has not been in contact with other children.

So even if she has already started class in school, she still doesn't fit in with other classmates and can't play together.

Such Xiao Weixi is still lonely.

So knowing that Jiang Siming was coming to Kyoto, she immediately begged her grandfather to take her to the airport to take over.

It's a pity that grandpa is very busy with things, so he can only arrange for two members of the sky team to dress up as plainclothes bodyguards and come out with Xiao Weixi.

It was hard to see Jiang Siming, but the other party could only stay for one day and then go back. It is normal for Xiao Weixi to be lost.

Jiang Siming couldn't bear it, so he changed his words: "Then I will stay one more day, and I will accompany you around Kyoto after the rehearsal. You can go wherever you want to play."

"Really!"

Jiang Siming smiled and nodded: "Of course, are you afraid that Brother Jiang's words don't count?"

"Yeah! Brother Jiang is so good!" Dongfang Weixi became happy again, and bounced in Jiang Siming's arms.

Jiang Siming can only quickly arrange his clothes as an excuse to avoid an embarrassing ending in the public.

After returning to normal, Jiang Siming took Dongfang Weixi and left the airport.

The two got into the car arranged by her grandfather.

"Palm (homonym), where do I need to go?" The member of the driving team asked Jiang Siming respectfully.

It's called the first palm. Naturally, they knew the identity of Jiang Siming. They remembered what Mr. Keqing did at the Tianzu base in the first place.

Dare to be disrespectful?

Jiang Siming sat behind with Dongfang Weixi.

"When I went to the Spring Festival Gala studio, I did the rehearsal first, and then I played with Wei Xi for a day."

"Yes, first palm."

The car started.

Dongfang Weixi was still reluctant to let go of Jiang Siming, took Jiang Siming's arm, and asked curiously: "Why didn't Jiang, Bing and Huowu come?"

"Oh, they happen to be in the cultivation stage recently and don't have time to come over, but I will take them to see you again after the New Year, and give your grandfather a new year by the way."

"Okay! By the way, Brother Jiang, did you have a happy life after marriage?" Dongfang Weixi asked with a smirk.

Jiang Siming rolled his eyes, squeezed her face amusedly, and said, "Kids, why are you asking?"

"Where I am young, I am almost eighteen. According to my imaginary age, I will be nineteen after the Chinese New Year." Dongfang Weixi pouted, very cute.

"Okay, you're almost of adulthood, Xiao Weixi is about to become an adult, and you'll be about to fall in love and marry, right? Come and tell your brother, what kind of boyfriend do you plan to find?

Jiang Siming had just asked jokingly, who knew that Dongfang Weixi blushed and answered boldly, "Looking for Brother Jiang like that!"

Jiang Siming hadn't realized the seriousness of the problem, and he was still bragging with satisfaction: "Then you will be disappointed, I am a perfect man, there is only one shop in the world."

Puff~

Then Dongfang Weixi's sweet laughter overflowed the entire carriage.

The car rushed to the outside of the Spring Festival Gala studio and was heavily guarded outside, and ordinary people couldn't get in at all.

However, the alert people saw the car Jiang Siming and the others were riding in, and immediately let them go.

The director is still waiting for Jiang Siming outside, fearing that he won't be able to enter without a certificate.

I didn’t know until Jiang Siming called her that she was drinking tea in it...

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