134 Wife
◎Go down a little bit, touch it further◎
The Qin family celebrated their wedding and held a banquet in one of the best restaurants in Beijing. They set up several tables to entertain guests. All the guests were close and prominent figures. Although it was not a formal wedding, the ceremony was still very grand.
The newlyweds, Song Shixi and Qin Yue, were led around to greet people. After going through the whole process, their faces were almost frozen from smiling, but they were both happy and warm in their hearts, especially Qin Yue, who accepted almost everyone and drank one glass of wine after another.
She took the time to glance at him and saw that his expression was normal, without any major changes. For a moment, she couldn't tell whether he could drink enough to ride on the boat, or whether the wine he drank was fake.
But the only thing that was certain was that he was in a good mood, a very good one. His handsome face was full of smiles, his eyes were sparkling, and the corners of his eyes were curved upwards, which made him inexplicably charming and alluring. I don't know how many female comrades at the table were secretly looking at him.
Song Shixi was in a complicated mood. She lowered her voice and leaned close to his ear. Using the wine glass as a shield, she sneered twice and warned him, "If you laugh again, you won't be able to go back tonight."
This is indeed a bit too much to ask. If you don't laugh on such a beautiful day, why not cry?
Perhaps realizing that she was being unreasonable, Song Shixi pursed her red lips, as if struggling for a moment before finally saying, "Control yourself."
He took in her little expression, the smile on his lips growing wider. When she glared at him, he finally knew to restrain himself. He clenched his fist and pressed it to the tip of his nose to hide the smile. Then he opened his thin lips and said, "I will listen to my wife."
The ending tone rises, which is indescribably beautiful and pleasant.
Song Shixi's pretty little face flushed instantly, and she almost choked on the wine she had just swallowed. Her fox eyes were filled with tears, and her eyes were moving, so beautiful that it was breathtaking.
Seeing her embarrassment, Qin Yue's eyes darkened. All those pet names he had called her before were not justified. Now that he had the certificate and the seal, he realized how important the word "status" was.
At least he can now shout it out openly and no one can find fault with him.
The two of them gathered together to talk. The others were not blind or deaf, so they could see it clearly. Knowing that young people were shy, they did not joke with them, but instead teased Zheng Huilan and Qin Boyuan.
"Your daughter-in-law is so beautiful. I have never seen such a pretty woman in my life. She and Ah Yue are a perfect match, and they have such a good relationship. They are inseparable. I am really envious of them."
"I saw Ah Yue was so absorbed in his work before, I didn't know when he would finally come to his senses. I never thought he was such a loving wife."
"That's right. I think I'll just follow Director Qin and treat my wife like the apple of my eye."
"You will enjoy a happy life in the future, hahaha."
Listening to their chatter, even though there was some sourness in their words, Zheng Huilan and Qin Boyuan still couldn't stop smiling. They looked at each other tacitly and straightened their backs as if they were proud.
So what if my son gets married late?
Are the wives of those who married early as pretty as those from their families? Are they as generous as those from their families? Are they as capable as those from their families?
That saying is really true, good things are never too late!
After the banquet, Song Shixi and Qin Yue were taken back to the small western-style building by the driver. When they entered their home, they felt exhausted after a day of hard work. They both collapsed on the sofa at the same time, but after a while, he came over to them.
"Why do you have to squeeze with me in such a big place?" Song Shixi pushed the man who was pressing on her side to the side with disgust, but she couldn't move him away, so she had to let him hug her.
Qin Yue drank a lot today. The hot air sprayed out from his breath fell near her shoulders and neck, and seemed to be tainted with a hint of wine aroma, spreading in the air, sometimes light and sometimes strong, going straight into her nose. It was not unpleasant, but it was not pleasant either.
"Wife."
He seemed to be a little drunk. He rubbed her earlobe with the tip of his tall nose and kept shouting these two words in a low and hoarse voice. His thin lips brushed across her skin from time to time, which made her very itchy.
Her heart was almost melted by his shouting. Song Shixi carefully turned her body, raised her hands and placed them on his waist and abdomen, and lay down on the sofa face to face with him. The originally spacious place became cramped because of him, but it also became warm.
Qin Yue's eyes, which used to be clear and deep, were rarely blurred, but he still stared at her, as if he could never see enough.
Song Shixi's heart trembled, and then it began to beat rapidly, disrupting the rhythm. She leaned closer to his arms, her eyes curved, "Do you still know who you are?"
As soon as she spoke, he narrowed his eyes and smiled, then replied, "Your husband."
Song Shixi choked when these three words came out. How could she not know that this guy was not drunk and was in the mood to joke with her? She pinched the flesh on his waist in embarrassment, but only felt a hard lump.
"Go down a little bit, touch it further down."
The man was in a good mood. After he finished speaking, he pressed the back of her head and kissed her deeply without waiting for her to respond. His lips ravaged the softness again and again, and pecked at it lightly for a while. He let go as soon as he touched it, and touched it again after letting go, having a lot of fun.
His big palm did not stop. According to what he had just said, he held her delicate hand and moved it down along the belt that had been unfastened at some point, and rubbed it inside randomly. Every time she moved, he would press his lips against hers to praise her for being great, just like teasing a child.
Song Shixi opened her eyes tremblingly with a red face, and met his dazed eyes. She felt that this man was really the reincarnation of a gangster. No matter how noble he appeared on the surface, he was a mad dog at heart who would not let go of the meat in his mouth.
But this mad dog was insatiable. After he had just come once in her hands, he straightened up, pestered her to kneel on the sofa, and came again immediately. He didn't know how to rest at all.
All her tiredness and sleepiness were mostly taken away by him. She shook her white jade legs and let him do whatever he wanted. When her love was deep, she didn't know how many times she called him "husband". Her big watery eyes were filled with autumn water, especially bright, making people want to fall in love with her and never leave.
Finally calming down, Song Shixi leaned on his chest and asked weakly in a low voice: "You drank so much, but you're not drunk?"
Qin Yue grabbed her hand, clasped their ringed hands together, placed them on his lips and pecked them before saying softly, "How can I serve you if I'm drunk on our wedding night?"
He has a good alcohol tolerance, which he learned from drinking while starting his own business after retiring from the army. At that time, the Shenzhen Stock Exchange was a mixed bag, and he had just arrived, so he naturally had to follow the rules. He often drank and chatted at the table, and he vomited countless times, and he was even admitted to the hospital because of it.
Those blood and tears have long been buried in memory, some old events that are better not mentioned.
But the soft woman in his arms wanted to listen, and even though she was extremely tired, she refused to fall asleep.
Qin Yue was stunned for a moment, and unconsciously increased the strength of his embrace on her. He opened his thin lips and told her his past word by word.
On this wedding night when they got their marriage certificate, there was heavy snow outside, but it couldn't stop the two hearts inside from getting closer and closer.
*
After February, New Year's Eve was just a few days away. Before that, Song Shixi finally closed the door of the studio and happily relaxed, staying at home to enjoy various New Year's goods. These things were all prepared by Zheng Huilan. Considering that she was from the south, she also prepared many things that were only available in the south.
Song Shixi kept all these good things in mind. On the day of the New Year, he used his own money to spend a huge amount of money to buy a famous painting for his mother-in-law and delivered it to her personally. Zheng Huilan was very happy and gave her a big red envelope.
The younger generations around her all had cash, but she only had a passbook with a dizzying amount of numbers on it.
Song Shixi felt it was too hot to hold, but Qin Yue didn't care and told her to just keep it. Plus, Zheng Huilan refused to let her return it, so she had no choice but to accept it reluctantly and happily.
Who would complain about having too much money?
Wear new clothes for the New Year. Usually, Song Shixi doesn't like to wear clothes with bright red or green colors, but she has changed her temperament in the past few days. She wears different kinds of red. Every time she appears, she is the most dazzling one. She is beautiful and charming. Everyone who sees her can't help but give her more red envelopes.
After following Zheng Huilan to visit the elders several times, the various red envelopes and gifts were almost piled up into a small mountain.
After the Spring Festival holiday, Song Shixi took a day off to sit on the Gold Mountain and count his spoils, and asked Qin Yue to sit beside him as the accountant.
It's amazing that he is such a big boss, but he listens to her orders so hard and without any complaints.
After the New Year, Song Shixi went to a small town in the south of the Yangtze River to film a movie. The small place didn't even have an airport, so she took a train to the provincial capital with her crew, and then got on the car that the crew came to pick her up, and then staggered to the hotel.
It is called a hotel, but it is more appropriate to call it a guesthouse.
"Comrade Song, our conditions are limited. This is the best hotel in town. If you need anything, please send someone to see me and I will provide it for you."
They were met by an assistant director from the crew, who was in his thirties and probably from Shanghai. He spoke with a slight accent from that place and had a square face. When he smiled, wrinkles appeared at the corners of his eyes, making him look a little more amiable, but the smile did not reach his eyes, so it was obvious that he was just going through the motions.
Song Shixi knew that he was a newcomer and did not consider himself a big role, let alone take the assistant director's words seriously. It was the critical point of starting the filming, and the staff were so busy that they had no time to take care of trivial matters.
Besides, in this godforsaken place, if you really need something, there is probably no place to buy it.
Thinking of this, Song Shixi smiled faintly and said lightly: "Thank you, Director Zhang."
Usually, in private, in order to give face to the assistant director, the word "deputy" would be omitted to please others.
Assistant Director Zhang curled his lips, thinking that Comrade Song was quite good at talking. He turned his head towards the voice and met a small face as bright as a spring flower. A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.
He has been working in various film crews for so many years and is used to seeing beautiful actresses and even actors, but this is the first time he has seen someone so spiritual. When he first saw her, he was struck by her beauty at first glance, and now, with her smile, she is even more captivating.
He suddenly understood why the always demanding director would choose a former model to play such an important soul character.
With all sorts of thoughts tangled in his mind, Assistant Director Zhang put on a smile again, this time with a much more sincere expression. "Comrade Song, you must be tired from the journey. You should have a good rest. I won't disturb you any more."
After saying that, he nodded and said hello to the others, then left tactfully.
Zhao Hecai walked the person to the stairs before returning. Looking at the small and simple room, he curled his lips in frustration, "This accommodation is too poor. There's not even heating. I don't even know if the quilt has been washed..."
There were so many things to complain about that Zhao Hecai talked for several minutes before she stopped. She had followed Song Shixi for such a long time, but this was the first time she had seen such a bad environment. She couldn't help but said a lot, but after she finished, she felt like she was stabbing Song Shixi in the heart. After all, they would have to stay here for at least half a month.
She pursed her lips, feeling a little regretful, and secretly glanced at Song Shixi. The latter didn't care and felt that Zhao Hecai's complaints were reasonable. She said everything she wanted to say, but when you are away from home, how can everything go as you wish?
And they are here to work, not to play.
"Most places in the south don't have heating. Didn't Director Zhang just bring over a charcoal brazier? Once the charcoal fire is lit, it won't be so cold anymore. As for blankets and other things, we've brought new ones. Once Li Zhengqi and Zeng Yongfu bring up their luggage, we'll change into our things."
Fortunately, she is not someone who would let herself be wronged, and she knew in advance that they were filming in another place, so just in case, she packed a lot of daily necessities, which came in handy now.
"Okay." Zhao Hecai nodded.
After a day of traveling, Song Shixi felt a little tired, but looking at the shiny wooden chair, she couldn't sit down, not knowing whether it was the original color or stained with oil. So she just stood there, waiting for someone to come, and took a walk around the hotel room that could be seen at a glance.
This building has four floors, and the main actors and important related staff live here. The first and fourth floors are for male staff and male actors, and the second and third floors are for female staff and actresses.
The room Song Shixi was assigned was at the innermost part of the third floor. The furniture was very simple, with a bed, wardrobe, table, and chairs, that was all. Fortunately, it had a private bathroom, so she didn't have to squeeze into a public bathhouse with others.
After the two male assistants brought up the luggage and cleaned up the room together, Song Shixi let them go first. It was getting late and they also had to clean up the room, otherwise they didn't know how to rest at night.
She was the only one left in the room. Song Shixi sat on the bed for a while, then couldn't help but go downstairs. There were quite a few people crowded at the front desk, all waiting to make a phone call. She estimated that if she queued up now, even if each person only called for two minutes, it would be almost eleven o'clock in the evening before it was her turn.
She frowned, hesitated for a moment, went up to the front desk and asked if there was any place nearby where she could make a phone call. After finding out the address, she wrapped her scarf around her neck and went out.
The cold in the south seemed to penetrate into my bones. I shivered as soon as I opened the door. After I got used to it a little, I walked forward. There were many neatly dressed people on this street. Most of them spoke Mandarin instead of the local dialect. They were obviously from the crew.
Song Shixi took a quick look and walked forward with her head down. After a few minutes, she found the grocery store that the front desk staff had mentioned. She could indeed make phone calls here, but there were also a few people gathered around. However, it was much better than the crowded situation in the hotel. She said something to the boss and stood behind the crowd to queue.
When the boss saw that she was a little girl, he took out a small stove, asked her to warm her hands, and started talking to her.
"You all came here to film a scene, right?"
The boss had a heavy accent. Song Shixi listened carefully before understanding what he meant and nodded with a smile.
"We've had film shoots here before, but this is the first time we've seen such a large-scale event." The boss was clearly pleased with the situation, beaming. "It's good to have more people come. We business owners can also benefit from it."
After he finished speaking, before Song Shixi could respond, someone came over with large and small bags to pay. Seeing that they had bought a lot of things, the boss smiled even more happily and hurriedly greeted people.
【Author’s words】
[Red envelopes have been sent, little angels please check them out [dog head holding a rose]]
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