It is rare for Yao Xiangyi to forsake his work and spend time with Qiu Qingshi in a leisurely suit. When he recovered, the sky was already approaching dusk.

The pink sunshine is warm and peaceful.

She looked through the floor-to-ceiling windows, looking at the sky, and tweeted to herself, as if she was sighing about this short-lived pleasure.

Qiu Qingshi's wrist was suddenly held by Qiu Qingshi, and the heat in his palm came clearly.

"Ba Ba," Qiu Qingshi took the phone in the other hand, waved it a few times, and a ridiculous smile flashed in her eyes, "Come on, let's take the King Pesticide?"

Yao Xiangyi refused mercilessly.

A qualified boss must never reveal his secret to a game idiot under the camera.

"Why... eat chicken?" Qiu Qingshi pretended to beg.

Yao Xiangyi didn't eat her set, got up and went out of the bedroom, went to the bar, poured a cup of cold and white, and moisturized his lips.

As soon as he raised his head, Qiu Qingshi chased him out, leaning against the door frame, and rubbing against each other with two shiny legs under the skirt.

It's terrible.

Yao Xiangyi didn't open his face and drank the water.

But Qiuqing complained: "80 million don't give it to me, and I won't play the game with me!"

Yao Xiangyi spread his hands, showing two points of pride, which caused Qiu Qingshi to be out of anger at once, and rushed forward, trying to pinch her ears.

"Bengren set up." Yao Xiangyi reminded in a low voice, and Qiu Qingshi stopped her hand successfully.

It coincided that Qiu Fugui came out of the kitchen holding the soup casserole, put it on the dining table, looked at the two of them, and squeezed an amiable smile.

The sweet and rich fragrance in the pot overflowed and echoed in the air.

Qiu Qingshi touched his groaning belly, not being polite to him, went to the kitchen to get a bowl of chopsticks, and he was about to serve a bowl.

"Don't drink it, I specially cooked it for your mother." The treasure of Qiu Fugui usually put the casserole in his arms, and quickly let go because it was too hot.

Qiu Qingshi's movements froze in midair.

But Qiu Fugui glanced at Yao Xiangyi provocatively: "If you want to drink, go to your wife."

After that, he served the soup again, turned around and walked into the bedroom coolly and handsomely.

Qiu Qingshi looked at his leaving back, blinked, stunned and turned around to look at Yao Xiangyi: "I want to drink too!"

Yao Xiangyi took a step back unconsciously, and said sincerely: "Do it yourself, get enough food and clothing."

Qiu Qingshi squinted dangerously.

Yao Xiangyi can't afford to provoke the little bitch: "How about... order takeaway?"

In the end, Qiu Qingshi chose to compromise, put on an apron, and went to the kitchen. A few days ago, for the needs of the reality show, at the strong request of the show crew, she temporarily asked Aunt Mi to go back to the old home of Yao's house to wait for the old man. Right now, there is not even a helper, which is really regrettable.

Fortunately, Yao Xiangyi still has two points of self-consciousness, and eagerly beat her shoulders: "Need help?"

Qiu Qingshi quickly handed her half-stripped garlic.

Yao Xiangyi obediently took it and chopped green onion and **** incidentally. Her kitchen skills are limited to this, Qiu Qingshi waved her hand in disgust, urging her to leave quickly.

Yao Xiangyi took the lead, nestled on the sofa in the living room, and continued to taste "Watching Meteor Shower Together"

When the news broadcast began, Qiu Qingshi prepared a large table of dishes, and the family of four had a happy meal before the recording of the introductory episode officially ended.

The program group edited at the fastest speed, and released the preview of the pilot article without the whole network being mentally prepared. There are four pairs of guests, and the preview of each pair is controlled within two minutes, all of which are the most interesting clips. .

For example, Yao Xiangyi was watched by the entire net because he left his mother-in-law in the airport parking lot. The comment area was "I thought it was the boss, but the result was silly hahaha".

Sutila took this opportunity to use the "contrast cute" marketing campaign to earn a small fan for Yao Xiangyi.

He even launched a vote on "Which son-in-law's performance do you most expect?" Yao Xiangyi lived up to expectations and won the first vote.

#相亲cp# also had a bit of enthusiasm. Although not high, it was enough to excite Qin Chun.

On the other hand, Bai Mengzhao's performance was not rushed, and barely compromised. However, he had a dispute with Qiu Qingshi before, and he just had a contract termination storm, and his attention was not bad.

The teams of several other guests are also actively collecting heat and topics for their artists.

Of the top 20 Weibo searches, five of them are related to this variety show.

The program group called a high enthusiasm, and the first part of the introductory article was released on the second day. It was only 30 minutes before and after. It was full of highlights, full of jokes, and no muddle. It caused netizens to shout and scream.

Qiu Qing Shi was lying on the bed, laughing so much that the laughter became more presumptuous as he went backwards, he simply threw away the flat plate and buried his face in the pillow.

Yao Xiangyi came out of the bath, wiped the water stains on her hair with a towel, and slapped her hips: "You are so happy when I am embarrassed?"

Qiu Qingshi was in pain and screamed, then laughed and ran to the official blog of the program group to like and comment: "You are so afraid of my mother? When she urged us to have children, your expression was really funny. ."

"Is there?" Yao Xiangyi was stunned.

Qiu Qingshi wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and dialed the progress bar back on the tablet with her fingertips, and handed it to her: "Look."

Yao Xiangyi twitched the corners of his mouth: "Don't look!"

Happiness needs to be shared. Why Yao Xiangyi said that she would not look at it. Qiu Qingshi took her arm, pushed her down on the bed, and put the tablet against her face.

Yao Xiangyi couldn't afford to provoke or hide, opened his eyes wide, and reluctantly appreciated his performance.

Sure enough, as Qiu Qingshi said, the expression was quite...exciting, with a burst of red and a burst of white, and it was almost time to apply some colorful paint.

Qiu Qing Shi held back a smile, and opened the barrage at the bad place, and the screen full of "I will look like this when I eat it" floated neatly.

Even more terrifying is yet to come. The scissorhands collectively acted that night and produced a set of emoticons in the "I don't want to have a baby" series. Netizens join in the fun, collect collections, and fight pictures with the parents who gave birth to Xiang Xiang.

Qiu Qingshi naturally joined the army of collectors, and he did not forget to give some comfort: "Ba Ba, you are contributing to the DINK clan."

Yao Xiangyi couldn't bear it, and hid away. As soon as he set foot on the boundary of the living room, he saw Du Songzhi and Qiu Fugui sitting on the sofa quietly watching the lead. Du Songzhi noticed her appearance and glanced at her bitterly.

Qiu Fugui was quite polite and invited her to watch it together. Yao Xiangyi was afraid of dying under Du Songzhi's knife, so he tactfully refused.

Fortunately, the phone rang in the study, and Yao Xiangyi ran away as if fleeing. When he came out, his expression was not very good, saying that he was going to return to the old house overnight.

"Something?" Du Songzhi asked.

Yao Xiangyi shook his head.

In the old house, Mr. Yao stood on the balcony with his crutches, his eyes gloomily looking at the slowly unfolding wrought iron gate and the people coming down from the Maybach.

He sighed involuntarily.

Yao Xiangyi settled on his heels, raised his head and looked at him. In the corner of the light, Aunt Mi hurried towards her and wrapped her in a flimsy cloak: "It's too late, it's strangely cold."

Afterwards, he peeped at Mr. Yao for a moment, and whispered: "He Dongyang and her mother are here."

Yao Xiangyi pinched a corner of the cloak, his lips were full of mockery, guessing that the mother and son came for the bar.

Aunt Mi said bitterly, "You, you, you can't talk about it, and discount what people do with one arm. They come to the house and they have to ask for an explanation before they are willing to leave. There is nothing wrong with the old man calling you back."

With so many explanations, Yao Xiangyi understood it, and Aunt Mi was afraid that she would have trouble with the old man.

He patted Aunt Mi on the shoulder and lifted his foot into the house.

I saw a woman sitting under the huge crystal chandelier, with meticulous haircut and complete and delicate makeup.

Aunt Mi reached Yao Xiangyi's ear and whispered: "He Dongyang's mother, Tian Mi."

He Dongyang was standing behind Tian Mi, with his right hand wrapped in a bandage on his chest. The injury on his cheek had not yet healed. He watched Yao Xiangyi come in and his eyes were red immediately: "Mom, that's her."

Yao Xiangyi thought it was funny, with an annoying indifference on his face, bypassed them and went to the balcony father.

"It's He Dongyang who hurt you?" the old man asked.

Yao Xiangyi admitted frankly, Tian Mi sneered and yelled: "Master Yao, you have always treated people generously. Our He family respects you, and you never violate the river water with the Yao family. President Yao beats my son for no reason, thinking that my He family is good for bullying? "

Yao Xiangyi still faced the old man Yao and explained faintly: "It is He Dongyang who bullied our Yao family."

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