After coaxing the child to sleep, Liang Sijia sighed: "She won't cry when you toss her, but she will cry when I toss her."
"I'm not your biological mother, so I'll just toss you around. This is a test from nature. You're different. If outsiders bully me, I won't cry. But if my biological mother bullies me, I'll roll on the ground and throw a tantrum."
Liang Sijia became happy again because of Qi Yunyi's words.
Qi Yunyi shrugged.
Woman, you also said that you want the baby to call me godmother. If the baby is closer to me, the godmother, than to you, the biological mother, you will drown yourself in jealousy.
The most fun thing about May is that another baby is born.
By then, she will have two real-life dolls to play with.
Moreover, one is in the capital and the other is in Jiangcheng, which means that wherever she goes, there will be a real-life doll waiting for her to play with.
That’s great.
Song Mingzhu had originally planned to travel, but was delayed by her children, so the idea of traveling had to wait until next time.
Qi Yunyi didn't get to play with the doll as a toy for too long in Jiangcheng. Song Xinglan came back after he finished his work and took her to take wedding photos.
Unlike the time when the three girls were together, they took more photos this time.
Qi Yunyi tried all the styles she wanted to try.
The emperor and his empress, the young master and his little wife, the guard and his young lady, the Buddhist disciple and the demon girl, the righteous young hero and the demon girl, the young master of the demon sect and the righteous heroine...
As for role-playing, they have come up with a set of everything you can think of.
It involves styles such as fantasy, fairy tales, tradition, imagination, future science fiction, and apocalypse.
There are many styles involved, so the shooting time will naturally be longer.
With such a pretty little face, what's wrong with her taking more photos?
If Song Xinglan doesn't want to take the photos, it's okay for her to take them alone.
That's not one v one, that's one v many.
The queen and her harem or something.
So, is it really impossible to shoot in this style?
"able."
Song Xinglan said so, but her harem was all him, just with different styles of him.
Qi Yunyi lifted his chin in annoyance, making him kneel and look up at her: "Is this the harem you said you could film? Are you crazy?"
Song Xinglan looked submissive, and if his hand hadn't slid up Qi Yunyi's leg, he would have looked a bit like that.
Very brave.
Qi Yunyi slapped his hand away and could only accept this result.
Something is better than nothing.
At least it has something to do with the harem, right?
By the time we finished filming, it was almost the end of the second year's summer vacation.
Why did it take so long to shoot?
She is too greedy, and she has the ability to have it all. Isn't it just a matter of waving her hand? Only children make choices, while adults want them all.
It's good to have everything, but it takes a long time.
Fortunately, the boss, Song Xinglan, is not a workaholic boss who is so conscientious that he wants to take the company home.
Work always comes last.
Qi Yunyi was worried about this. Can my childhood sweetheart still become the richest man?
It seems not possible, there are so many people who are richer than him now.
Qi Yunyi touched the sleeping Song Xinglan's face lovingly.
Don’t be afraid, it doesn’t matter if you go bankrupt, I will support you.
She was touching him lovingly when Song Xinglan opened his eyes, pulled her into his arms, and moved his big hands up and down her body.
"Aren't you tired of it?"
Qi Yunyi dodged his hand, but couldn't bear the itch on her body, and asked him with a smile.
"We've only been married for a year and you're already expecting me to get tired of you?"
There was a hint of danger in his tone.
I don't know what he was thinking about, but he was inexplicably jealous. He just held her hand, intertwined his fingers with hers, and forced her to arch her back and lean against his arms.
When Qi Yunyi's mind was in a mess, she heard him ask, "Are you still discussing your love for married women with others?"
???
Could you please not look so weird when you're jealous?
Qi Yunyi didn't answer, and then he held her lips and kissed her as if she wanted to swallow her into his stomach.
If you can't afford to offend me, can you just coax me?
Qi Yunyi chose to appease the big cat, but the big cat didn't listen. It squeezed her until she was completely satisfied. Then it held her in its arms, muttering, "Mine."
Yours, yours, okay?
Qi Yunyi is very flexible. When the big cat is angry, she will coax it by acting coquettishly and making promises. When the big cat is no longer angry, she will make a fuss and ask to go back to her parents' home.
It's not that I'm making a fuss, I just really went back.
It's just across the street. I'll be back as soon as I go out.
Song Xinglan followed.
Qi Yunyi let him do as he pleased, doing her own thing, as if he didn't exist.
The ignored Song Xinglan hugged her aggrievedly, begging for attention.
Qi Yunyi was no longer angry immediately and turned around to make peace with the big cat again.
The two of them are as sweet as honey... well, there has never been a time when the two of them are not as sweet as honey.
In short, this year, Song Mingzhu's child was born, a boy.
Born in September, so my nickname is September.
Wait, what if it’s her turn and there’s a duplicate name?
Should it be called May 2nd or September 2nd?
Qi Yunyi glanced at Wen Xu with empty eyes: "Do you really approve of your son's nickname?"
Wen Xu held the child in his arms, smiling like a loving father: "As long as the mother likes the child, that's good."
I feel like eating dog food.
Qi Yunyi turned her eyes away. She really didn't want to look at Wen Xu, who was radiating the aura of a loving father, for fear of dazzling her eyes.
Fortunately, there are still people whose relationships are not going well.
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