Chapter 339

Beimingyan stood up and said, "well, when I get home from work, it's very late. I don't want to disturb other people's rest. Of course, I've made instant noodles myself. "

"So Anthony is still a workaholic."

Beimingyan scratched the back of his head with a smile: "where, where," he said with a straight face, "I think acting for the audience is the happiest thing, that is, it's worth my hard work."

This words, and attracted a burst of applause: "Anthony, we love you!" "Anthony, we support you!"

Someone was overjoyed and yelled, "Anthony, I'm going to have a baby for you!"

Looking for sound, he was a fat man with glasses and stubble on his face. This is too unreliable. Beiming ink is not willing to waste its time in such a place.

I raised my hand and looked at the watch. The clock had already pointed to 1 o'clock.

This morning, in addition to a breakfast, there was nothing else to eat.

He simply arranged his clothes and said to Gu Huan, "let's go out." Then he got up and went out.

Xinghuo is in front of Beiming Mo, escorting him to the outside of the theater.

***

"honey, let's go out." Gu Huan said, quickly took Cheng Cheng and Yang Yang's little hand, followed Beiming Mo quickly and went out.

"Mom, I haven't finished the interview yet." Yang Yang said with a small mouth.

"You'd better speak less, or you'll lose face to our family sooner or later." Cheng Cheng is right. Yang Yang doesn't have a door on his mouth. As long as he knows it, he can speak it out on his own initiative without being cheated by others.

"Second brother, slow down. You are waiting for me." After yelling at Beiming Mo, Beiming Yan said to the reporters who surrounded him with a smile, "I'm sorry, I'll go first." Then he winked at the bodyguard.

The bodyguards escorted him to the direction of Beiming Mo's departure.

But the reporters still didn't want to give up and continued to chase after them: "Anthony, we still have the last question..."

*

the black Rolls Royce phantom of beimingmo left the school.

"Dad, don't you wait for the third uncle to meet my grandfather?" Cheng Cheng turns to see the school gate far away.

"We're not going back." Beiming Mo said coldly.

Gu Huan sat in the back, looking at the back of Beiming Mo, "don't you go back? So where are we going? "

"Where are you taking us?" Gu Huan looks at the buildings and vehicles passing by.

"Go to dinner."

*

the soft and melodious piano sound circulates in the elegant French restaurant.

Dressed in black dress, the restaurant waiters, with one hand behind them and one hand holding silver trays, gracefully came to a table near the piano.

There was a white tablecloth on the dining table. Beside the table was a carriage shaped wine bottle rack with a bottle of Lafite on it.

But this bottle is not made in 1982, because the number of Lafite sold in the market is far more than that of that year.

Next to the red wine is an exquisite crystal wine bottle, which contains dark red liquid. Two crystal goblets are placed at both ends of the table.

Sitting at one end, the upright, aloof Beiming ink is the same as Cheng Cheng.

At the other end is Gu Huan in plain clothes and Yang Yang in a suit.

At that time, they left in a hurry. They changed their clothes in the car.

"Here is your order of baked snail, sir." With that, he put the silver tray on the dining table, opened the cover on it, and suddenly a fragrance came.

The waiter carefully brought the food to the table, and returned it to four people's plates. One of them put a special pair of pliers.

"Take your time, sir and madam." With that, he turned and left with the tray.

Yang Yang is really annoyed by Cheng Cheng today. He can't find anything to vent his anger.

"Dang Dang..." The crisp sound of knocking on the plate has become the most disharmonious note in this restaurant.

Beiming Mo's cold eyes glared at Yangyang, but didn't speak.

Gu Huan quickly took the forceps in Yang Yang's hand and whispered, "this is not at home. Please be quiet. Do you hear me?"

Yang Yang shrivels his mouth and peeks around. Except for Cheng Cheng and dead bird dad who are opposite him, almost everyone who is present is looking at him. He shrunk his neck in fright and sat down immediately.

Gu Huan apologized to the people around him.

Cheng Cheng looks at Yang Yang and shakes his head.

Yang Yang looked at the snail on the plate, reached for one, and then put one end of the snail mouth into his mouth.

"Zizizi..."

***Another harsh sound came from Yang Yang's mouth.

Finally, the beautiful piano music was interrupted by the beat.

Gu Huan's sweat, the truth that piece of tape completely sealed Yang Yang's mouth.

She snatched the snail that was still in her mouth and glared at him: "can't you stop for a while?"

Yang Yang looked at Gu Huan wrongly: "Mom, how can this snail be so hard to suck? I'm almost sucking."

As soon as the words came out, a crow called "fool" appeared on the head of the whole audience.

Darling, Yangyang is not eating snails like field snails

In fact, he just failed to make another plan.

At this time, Cheng takes a contemptuous look at Yang Yang, picks up the pliers at hand, holds a snail, and then takes a toothpick from the table. He easily picks out the snail meat, dips it in the sauce next to the snail, and puts it in his mouth to eat delicious. Eat it, and eat it happily.

Yang Yang looks at Cheng Cheng with a bitter face. This guy is really irritating: he has a high IQ, so he has to change the script. Now he even has a meal here to annoy him

No, we must find a way to change the situation.

At this time, the waiter brought the second course.

"Here is your black pepper steak, sir. Your steak is five ripe, and the ladies and children's steak is seven ripe."

Then he put the steak in front of everyone.

Beiming ink elegant knife, fork, elegant cut a small piece of steak into his mouth, slowly chewing, and then drink a small mouthful of red wine.

When Yangyang saw the steak on the table, he just swept away the haze on his forehead. Although when he was performing in school, he ate half a pancake in the guise of acting.

But I'm not full at all. I feel even more hungry. Otherwise, how can he fight with Cheng Cheng in the end? He is not cheap at all.

He simply did not cut, directly a fork tightly inserted in the meat, and then a turn of the wrist, open mouth, a bite of eating up.

It's true to say, "half a kid, eat me to death.".

Cheng Cheng and Yang Yang had two steaks for the meal, and at the end of the meal, they got a macaroni, which made them satisfied.

After eating and drinking enough, I get on the bus again.

As Gu Huan expected, Xing Huo didn't take her and the children home.

But she came to the biggest children's playground in a city by accident.

Looking up at the fairy tale castle, Gu Huan is surprised. Even Cheng Cheng and Yang Yang can't believe what they see.

In their eyes, Beiming Mo is a person who is old-fashioned, does not understand entertainment, and focuses on work.

He seldom does anything with his family and treats Cheng Cheng more strictly.

In addition to learning, he attends various cram classes. Cheng Cheng's IQ only accounts for half of the reason why he can be in the gifted junior class. The other half is due to the gift of Beiming mo.

Today, I really don't know whether Beiming Mo took the wrong medicine or was praised by the audience for Cheng Cheng and Yangyang's good performance, which made him mad.

It's not only Gu Huan's suspicion, but everyone except Beiming Mo thinks so.

Four people stood at the gate and did not dare to take a step forward, but Beiming Mo still walked in gracefully like a model.

***

Beiming Mo gracefully walked into the children's playground, but suddenly turned around and saw four people standing at the entrance behind him, hesitating.

He frowned and looked down at himself. There was nothing wrong with him.

I don't know what happened to these four people. He just waved his hand and said in a loud voice, "you all come in!"

Or reprimand work, command, saw the door of four people obediently came in.

Something's wrong. Something must be wrong. Gu Huan whispered to Xing Huo, "go and ask your master what she or her sons have offended him. If you want to fight or scold, please do as you please. Don't do this. How can you be so insecure?"

Xing Huo, with a bitter face, walked a few steps quickly and said to Beiming Mo in a low voice: "master, are you very unhappy today? With such a show, both the young lady and the young man are not used to it."

Beiming Mo turned to look at him, said nothing and went on.

Xing Huo turns around and makes a helpless appearance towards Gu Huan.

It seems that you have to go to Beiming Mo to find out. Gu Huan thought of this and ran a few steps to Beiming Mo, blocking his way.

Beiming Mo saw her in front of him and stopped.

"Master, I'll take care of the two young masters." Xing Huo takes the opportunity to take Cheng Cheng and Yang Yang away from them.

Seeing that there was no one left or right, Gu Huan took a few steps towards Beiming's ink face: "what do you want, that's what happened after the performance. Where we don't satisfy you, just say it. Do you know it's tortureBeiming Mo looks at Gu Huan's spirited appearance and smiles. He goes to Gu Huan and reaches out his hand.

"What are you going to do?" Gu Huan looks at him in horror. Is it so difficult that he is already angry that he wants to hit someone? The body could not help but recoil two steps.

Beiming Mo did not speak, followed her two steps, reached out and gently lifted a wisp of her long hair. Then he leaned to his ear and whispered, "do you forget that today is the last day of surrogate marriage? I just want to do my duty as husband and father."

With that, he gently took Gu Huan's hand.

Gu Huan listened to his words like this, Leng in there. Of course, she remembered what day it was, and what she hoped was that it would pass quickly.

In this way, she can completely get rid of Beiming ink, and can live the ordinary life before.

But unexpectedly, Beiming Mo has become so cherish and her children and every second of time, this is why in the performance, originally separated by a few seats, he would not tire of moving to Gu Huan side a little bit.