At the moment, Ling Zihuan in his arms motionless, like a clever cat, put away the naughty claws, meekly let the master obedient hair.

Qiao Mu looked at her with drooping eyes. He couldn't tell what it was like in his heart. There was love, joy, and a feeling that he couldn't explain clearly.

He is not in his early twenties. He is eleven years older than the little girl.

This kind of emotion from the bottom of his heart, he is very clear what it stands for.

Just... If elder brother knew that his second brother was thinking about his precious daughter, would he break his dogleg.

Thinking of this, Qiao Mu was a little upset.

"Second uncle, how did you come to the imperial capital?"

Ling Zihuan felt the pain in her stomach relieved a little. Then she looked up into Qiao Mu's black eyes and looked at him curiously.

Qiao Mu continued to move in his hand, not daring to exert himself for fear of hurting her.

He raised his other hand and pulled away the wet hair from her forehead. "Come and talk business."

Ling Zihuan nodded. Under the blanket, she turned over and pillowed in Qiao Mu's arms. After a while, she fell asleep.

When the waiter brought the ginger soup, the little girl was sleeping soundly.

In the room, he looked at the hot soup on the tea table and considered whether he wanted to wake her up for a few seconds.

Ginger soup is good for warming the stomach.

But called twice, the little girl not only didn't wake up, but balderdash to his arms and drilled.

Joe doesn't move.

Holding her like this, from noon to afternoon, he warmed her abdomen and looked at her face carefully for four hours.

When did it start?

……

On the other hand, when Yan Shiqi stepped into the scenic spot of the ancient capital Dynasty, he saw that many crew members were already busy.

The assistant of the props group is holding a lot of clothes to gather in one direction, and inkstone Shiqi doesn't disturb him, so he follows the pedestrians to the fitting site not far away.

The trial installation of the stars was arranged in a spacious wing room at the entrance of the alley.

It is said that all the buildings of the ancient capital Dynasty have been rented by the drama group of the blissful Dynasty. In the next one to two months, only one of them will be filming.

Yan Shiqi comes to the fitting room, which is a temporary studio built in the wing room of an ancient courtyard.

There are all kinds of photographic equipment in the wing room, and the staff are constantly busy nearby. When the assistant of the crew sees Yan Shiqi, he trots forward to give her the sequence of shooting.

Each person has about three sets of clothes. After shooting, the final make-up photo will be determined.

"Seventeen, this is your order, behind sister mo."

The assistant is a young girl. She looks energetic and diligent.

"Thank you."

Inkstone seven smile took the order sheet, under the guidance of each other, went to her dressing room ready to wait.

As the crew has rented the entire ancient capital Dynasty complex, the room arrangement is very abundant.

In an ancient courtyard, the courtyard is in the middle of the west chamber, and there are seven or eight rooms under the ancient corridor.

Yan Shiqi's rest room and dressing room are arranged in the middle, and her name is pasted on the wooden door.

She walked along the corridor to the door of her dressing room. Just as she was about to push the door, Lin Mo'er came out of the door next door in an ancient costume.

"Yan Shiqi!" She opens her mouth to call people and drags her long skirt to pingting, while her assistant is behind her, bending down from time to time to help her arrange her too wide skirt.

Be called to live, inkstone when seven hang down to open the hand, turn round to face her, a little puzzled, waiting for her to continue to speak.