"I'm not, I don't! Don't talk nonsense! "
He Jinsi, an agitator, quickly denied the third company, "Qingqing, how can you associate so much? How can I have little green plum? "
"Really not? Impossible? " Teng Siqing glanced at him.
He Jinsi almost didn't raise his hand and swear to God, "really not! I practiced the piano every day when I was a child. My mother finally gave birth to a son who inherited her piano talent. She almost held a small whip to supervise me every day. How can I have time to know any little green plum? If it hadn't been for this, I wouldn't have suddenly rebelled and ran away from home. "
"So you feel very sorry?" Teng Siqing Leng hum.
He Jinsi's desire to survive burst his watch, holding his wife's watch of loyalty, "how is it possible? I'll just have you. What's the use of small green plum? I've had a girlfriend with you since I wore open crotch pants. I don't even look at other women! "
That's too disgusting.
Sitting in the driver's seat, the special assistant dropped his goose bumps, almost stepped on the wrong Brake and directly hit the roadside railing.
Even Teng Siqing couldn't help shaking.
"Shut up, you!"
How can a good man open his mouth?
A family of three returned to their residence.
Teng Qingze jumped out of the car. It's rare that he didn't go to the piano room to practice the piano. Instead, he ran to the room and found the latest camera phone his grandmother bought him. He didn't let go and played around.
Looking at this posture, I wish I could become a master photographer overnight.
Even when Teng Siqing asked him to have dinner, he hurried to eat a few mouthfuls, went to study and take photos, and hummed: "Mom, I'm full. Leave me alone. I must learn to take beautiful photos. I can't lose to brother Bo! "
Teng Siqing couldn't cry or laugh.
However, he Jinsi said that this is a way for little boys to cultivate friendship. Let her leave it alone, and she believed it.
After dinner, Teng Siqing nestled on the sofa, holding the script and studying the play to be shot tomorrow.
He Jinsi took a bath and waited left and right in the room. He didn't see his wife. He had to come out and catch people himself.
"Qingqing, don't look. How many times have you read this script? You see how many times your man has not seen this broken book! "
Teng Siqing pushed him aside. "Don't make a noise and let me finish it."
"Don't look. I'm tired today. Let's have a rest early. Come on, I'll take you upstairs and give you a massage... "
He Jinsi tried his best to attract the attention of his daughter-in-law.
It's not easy. Today, the little light bulb went to play by himself and won't disturb them. If he doesn't seize this opportunity, isn't he acting like a man?
"He Jinsi!" Teng Siqing was so annoyed by him that he wanted to kick him.
But before she could move her feet, several doorbells came from the door.
Both of them were stunned.
"How could anyone knock at the door so late?" Teng Siqing wondered.
He Jingsi patted her on the shoulder. "It's all right. I'll go and have a look. You wait here."
"Oh..." Teng Siqing nodded.
He Jinsi got up and left.
Teng Siqing picked up the script, looked through it for a while, and suddenly felt something was wrong.
Just open the door. Why haven't you come back for several minutes?
Teng Siqing got worried and couldn't sit still. She put on her slippers and went downstairs.
Still on the stairs, she saw he Jinsi standing at the door with his back to her, with one hand on the door frame, blocking people from outside.
Teng Siqing shouted, "he Jinsi, who's so late..."
Half way through, she suddenly saw the man's face, "brother tuoyu!"