Kiss Goodnight, Mr.Ji

Ji Shiting opened the car window and let the wind of late autumn flow in.

He lifted his hand to unfasten the top button of his shirt, and lifted the right hand of the phone gently against the window edge. At this time, the night had come, and the bright lights were flowing on his beautiful face, intertwined with light and dark, matching the man's. The eyes grew deeper.

The old man's murmured voice rang on the phone: "Why are you less filial after marriage than before? How long have you never been to see me?"

Ji Shiting smiled faintly: "Don't you tell me to enjoy the two worlds in the near future."

"But the problem is that Shengge went to the film and television city for filming, and you went on a business trip. You two only met for a few days?" Mr. Ji was very angry. "At your speed, when can I hold my grandson?"

"After two days of waiting for Shengge to rest, I will take her back to the old house to see you." Ji Shiting said casually, "Are you satisfied now?"

"Hum..." The old man said coldly. "Don't think I don't know your intentions. I haven't left many rough stones. I plan to bring them to your grandma a hundred years later, not to you."

"Grandma doesn't like diamonds." Ji Shiting raised her eyebrows. "Her old man likes jade."

Grandpa Ji was choked again: "...Would you like to give it to your wife, won't you buy it yourself?"

"The condition on the market is not good enough," Ji Shiting said lightly. "If there is a good one in the future, I will take it down and give it back to you."

"Wait until you bring Shengge back." The old man snorted and hung up the phone.

Ji Shiting hooked his lip corner and took the phone in his hand to play.

At this time, Ye Shengge had already played, and it was estimated that in another half an hour, she would call.

...

At this time, Ye Shengge couldn't even remember that she still had a routine phone call.

In front of her, Qin Youhui and Xiao Liu are arranging the living room according to the plot.

"Sheng Ge, you will come from that direction in a moment." Qin Youhui pointed in the direction of the door. "I sat on the floor and drank. Xiao Liu, you shot from this direction, Lin Ran, you went to the opposite side."

Xiao Liu and Lin Ran both nodded solemnly.

Ye Shengge still feels nervous, but seeing Qin Youhui as professional and calm, she is not easy to fall off the chain.

"I understand." She nodded.

"Well, let's get started." Qin Youhui probably saw her uneasiness, so she smiled, "Don't be afraid, don't take you as yourself, but as Xue Ning, I'm not Qin Youhui, but the only one you have right now. Help Straw Rong Yuxiu. Take it easy, you are an actor."

Qin Youhui's words made Ye Shengge slightly ashamed.

That's right, this is just work. If she behaves too nervously, she will embarrass Qin Youhui.

"Well. You can rest assured." Ye Shengge said, walking to the door and tightening the cloak.

Qin Youhui also lay down on the sofa, holding a hip flask in his hand.

As Lin Ran started, Qin Youhui entered the play for a second. He raised his hip flask and poured a sip, and sang in his mouth: "...Ning eyes, from now on, add a new worry.... This feeling There is no way to eliminate it, only to frown, but to the heart."

Obviously, it was a gesture of letting go of waves, but the tone revealed self-deprecation, sorrow, and loss.

Xue Ning, wearing a cloak, was approaching at this time.

"Adult Rong has a boundless future, and I don't know how many ideal husband-in-laws are for the children in the boudoir. How can I still be trapped by love?"