Transmigrated into the Film Emperor’s Death-Seeking Fiance

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Thirty-four:

Yan Qingchi hugged Jiang Mochen for a while, then let go and stood up, ready to leave.

"What are you doing?"

"Go back."

"Are you still going?"

"Otherwise," Yan Qingchi chuckled, "are you really discussing Yeguang's script with you?"

Jiang Mochen: "...Everyone has come, let's sleep here tonight."

"That won't work. When we go out together tomorrow morning, then I'll become a celebrity in the crew."

"You can't wait for me to leave before leaving here."

"How can we say that the two of us are also legitimate husband and wife who have obtained the certificate in an upright and dignified manner. What you said is like stealing/love."

Jiang Mochen: "..."

Yan Qingchi thought for a while, then sat down beside him again, "But that's okay, it's just a fun experience."

Jiang Mochen pressed his pained temple, pointed his finger to the door, and said impatiently, "Bulge."

"I'm not a front-loading washing machine, so what?" Yan Qingchi said as he took out his mobile phone, "It just so happens that we are both here, and we can still make a video of chess and chess."

He dialed the video, and it took a while for the other party to connect, revealing a small half of Qiqi's face.

"Dad." Chess shouted.

Yan Qingchi moved the phone to the side, "Look who this is."

Chess moved his head forward and said in surprise, "Father is here too."

"What is Qiqi doing?" Jiang Mochen asked him.

"I'm watching the animation with my aunt, and I'm going to sleep after watching it." He said, turning the phone around and letting Aunt Zhang enter the mirror.

Jiang Mochen saw her, smiled at her, and warned, "It will take a while for the two of us to go back, Aunt Zhang, look at what you want to do with Qiqi, and if he is bored, take him to live with my parents for a while. Son."

"it is good."

Qiqi heard his words and asked him, "Father, when will you and father come back?"

"Wait a while, chess and chess, you have to listen to your aunt's words at home."

Qiqi nodded, "Qiqi is very obedient."

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

Chess thought for a while, then pouted, "Sometimes it's fun, sometimes it's not fun."

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

"It's fun when you paint, take classes, and play games, but it's not fun when you go to bed at noon."

"why?"

"Qiqi doesn't sleep at noon." Qiqi emphasized, "I only sleep at night."

Yan Qingchi smiled, "Why don't you sleep at noon?"

"Painting, you can also play chess and make puzzles." Chess and chess counted for him.

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

"Really?" Qiqi heard the words, and his tone flew, "Thank you Dad."

"You're welcome."

The three chatted one after another for a while, Yan Qingchi seemed a little sleepy watching chess, so he hung up the video and told him to go to bed earlier.

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

Yan Qingchi looked confused, "Huh?"

"Everyone takes a nap, just because he doesn't like naps, so you have to call the teacher and let him not have to sleep at noon. Isn't it a little bad?"

What Yan Qingchi thought it was, it turned out to be this, "Then everyone likes girls, you like boys, and your parents let you marry a man. Are your parents doting on you too much?"

Jiang Mochen was speechless by his words.

Yan Qingchi looked at him and said warmly: "People are different from each other, just like some people like to be vegetarian and some like to eat meat, some people sleep less, some people sleep more, he doesn't want to sleep, he can't sleep, What's the use of you just laying him on the bed. I never took a nap when I was a child, and I grew up well. There is no so-called right or wrong in many things, so why bother asking others with rulers and templates? ."

Jiang Mochen leaned back, "I found that you are quite open-minded and open-minded. You can tell the truth one by one."

"Because it's not a big deal, as long as you don't walk on the edge of morality and law, I think these personal habits are understandable, and there's no need to make people unhappy."

"Okay, then I'll listen to you." Jiang Mochen stood up, "I'm going to take a bath."

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

The two of them slept under the quilt and chatted. Jiang Mochen had a play the next morning, and was called by the alarm clock after five o'clock. Yan Qingchi had always slept lightly, and when she heard the bell, she opened her eyes in a daze, ready to get up.

Jiang Mochen stretched out his hand and pressed the person back, "You're sleeping, it's only five o'clock, and you're out of play."

"It's only five o'clock?"

"Um."

Jiang Mochen looked at him and closed his eyes again, wrapped in a quilt, and said vaguely, "Then you can film well."

He has always been full of energy. When he is so soft and waxy, it is like an enlarged version of chess. Jiang Mochen looks at it and thinks it is still a bit cute.

With a "hmm", he poked Yan Qingchi's side face, Yan Qingchi muttered,

"what?"

Jiang Mochen squeezed it and felt that it felt good, "It's okay, you sleep with you, I'm going to wash."

"Well, come on." Yan Qingchi whispered.

"it is good."

When assistant Wang Xianghai came to pick up his actor, he saw Jiang Mochen closing the door. Xiao Wang was a little surprised, "Brother Chen got up so early today."

"Well, it's rare to get up early. By the way, you can tell the front desk later that you won't let anyone come into my room to clean it this morning."

"Row."

"Does Yan Qingchi's assistant live next door to you?"

"right."

"If Guan Mei was not there, he brought such an assistant. If you are free on weekdays, help with him."

"Okay." Wang Xianghai replied, he glanced at Jiang Mochen, "Brother Chen, may I ask you something?"

"what?"

"What's the relationship between Yan Qingchi and you? You asked me to go over after drinking that day. He was also the one who was in the car."

Jiang Mochen glanced at him and smiled, "What do you think our relationship is?"

Xiao Wang immediately took a breather and stood at attention, holding his breath, "Good friend, good brother, pure socialist brotherhood!"

Jiang Mochen was noncommittal.

Wang Xianghai touched his heart, which was still beating.

When Yan Qingchi woke up again, it was already 7:30, which was his normal work and rest time. He slowly put on his clothes, finished washing, opened the door, and looked out cautiously. Fortunately, there was no one in the corridor, so Yan Qingchi jumped out immediately, closed the door and went back to his room.

Do a thief guilty! He shook his head and sent a WeChat message to Jiang Mochen: I'm up, I'm in my room [hehe].

Jiang Mochen was probably filming and didn't reply to him.

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

Yan Qingchi replied to him: I got up, what happened?

"Want to have breakfast?"

"Um."

Then he heard a knock on the door, and the phone dinged: Brother Yan, I'm outside your door.

Yan Qingchi: ...you are so quick.

Yan Qingchi opened the door, and He Fei stood outside the door, greeting him energetically.

Yan Qingchi could only return him a polite smile.

The two quickly finished breakfast, Yan Qingchi went to the studio, and saw that the director was filming Jiang Mochen's solo outdoor scene. He held his head and watched carefully. It wasn't until the afternoon that Yan Qingchi heard the director call his name. Yan Qingchi stood up, feeling a little excited, and finally wanted to shoot his scene!

On the other side of the ocean, Yuan Mingxu 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, but with some unconscious tension, he hesitated for a long time between Jiang Mochen and Zhou Yixing with his mobile phone, but finally chose Liao Sibo as the entry point.

He edited it word by word, and sent it to Liao Sibo: I'm coming back, call Mo Chen at that time, let's get together.

Not long after he finished sending the message, he received a WeChat reply from Liao Sibo: OK, you can send me the flight, and Mo Chen and I will pick up the plane together.

Yuan Mingxu looked at his WeChat and unconsciously smiled.

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