I don't want to live again

Chapter 104 104 Wanwan's Family

When the bowls came, there was light rain.

Song Qingcheng stood on the square in front of the train station, holding an umbrella.

When Wanwan came out, Song Qingcheng greeted her. She was actually wearing a black skirt, a white sweater on the upper body, a pair of white boots and black silk on her feet.

"It's really cold." Wanwan shivered.

Song Qingcheng pulled off his clothes, hugged her into his arms, and said with a smile, "Why are you still wearing skirts?"

"I changed it for you, otherwise I wouldn't wear a skirt. Really, I don't want to miss others!" Wanwan hugged his waist, smiled happily, and raised her head to kiss him.

Under the umbrella, the sound of rain can be heard, monotonous and simple.

"Wanwan, I love you." Song Qingcheng's hand caressed her lower abdomen, which was soft, slender, and very comfortable.

Ning Qingwan laughed, kissed his chin, and laughed loudly.

There is a lip print on his chin, where the folds of the lips are clearly visible, and the lips are beautiful.

After laughing, she leaned against his chest and said seriously: "Husband, I love you! I love you so much, I love you a hundred times more than you love me... not a thousand times!"

"Let's go, let's go back." Song Qingcheng wrapped her in a coat, pulled up the suitcase with the other hand, and got into the car together.

After getting in the car, she finally felt a little warmer. She took out a tissue from one side, wiped his chin, and said as she wiped, "Only I can have such a beautiful lip print."

"Really?" Song Qingcheng smiled, and handed his right hand in front of her.

She lowered her head and kissed the back of his hand. The red lips were indeed beautiful.

After starting the car, Song Qingcheng drove towards Haiyunting, Wanwan kept staring at him, the more he watched, the more he liked it.

It wasn't until the car entered the underground garage that she was startled: "Didn't you go to the hotel?"

"I have a surprise for you!" Song Qingcheng smiled, parked the car, dragged the suitcase, took her hand, entered the elevator on the side of the parking lot, and walked up to the ninth floor.

Opening the door of room 902, Wanwan walked in, looked at him, opened his mouth wide, and turned to look at him.

"Husband, this decoration is really beautiful. It costs a lot of money to rent such a house?" Wanwan said lightly.

Song Qingcheng shook his head, took off his shoes, and put on slippers.

Wanwan sat on the shoe bench at one side, took off her long boots, and put on a pair of women's slippers, which Song Qingcheng bought specially, white and very nice.

"I bought this and decorated it myself. You will have a place to live when you come back in the future. This is our own home." Song Qingcheng smiled.

Wanwan was startled, and then jumped into his arms: "Husband, I love you to death! Then I have to take a good look at our home."

She looked around, the house was huge, with five rooms in total, three bathrooms, one on the first floor and two on the second floor.

The staircase is very unique, the spiral staircase is quite wide, although a part of the space is wasted, it is very comfortable to walk on.

It can be seen that Wanwan is very happy, and she also looked at the refrigerator, which is full of things.

"There is also yogurt, husband, I will cook for you at that time... By the way, I brought a lot of things from Xianshui.

There are West Lake Vinegar Fish, Braised Pork, Beggar Chicken, etc. I originally thought that the hotel would heat them up to eat, but I will heat them up at noon today, so I will deal with them right away, you wait for me. "

Wanwan ran over to open the suitcase, took out boxes one by one, cleaned up, put the dishes on plates, and heated them in a steamer.

Because it was only 10:30 in the morning, so it was not time to eat, so she moved the suitcase to the master bedroom on the second floor.

"Honey, just change into pajamas when you get home." Wanwan's voice came from upstairs.

Song Qingcheng thought about it, and went upstairs to change into pajamas.

The pajamas were newly bought, and it wasn't cold at home. Song Qingcheng wore a pair of shorts and a short-sleeved T-shirt.

Although there is floor heating at home, it is not needed now. Song Qingcheng plans to start using it after mid-December.

Of course, he may not live here all the time, he usually lives in another building, and there should be open every day, and this place will only open when Wanwan comes.

Wanwan brought pajamas, a silk nightdress that fits very well and complements her figure beautifully.

Song Qingcheng glanced at her, she was still wearing black stockings, biting her lip at this moment, looking at him like that, her eyes were watery.

In such a scene, he directly picked her up and threw her on the bed.

The taste of the big bowl of noodles, as always.

Song Qingcheng hugged Wanwan, and she curled up in his arms like a kitten and said, "Husband, do you have any other TV programs? "The Voice" is really good, it would be even better if there were more programs." .”

"Yes." Song Qingcheng nodded.

Wanwan said happily: "Then there will be another show. After "The Voice" is broadcast, we can collect it. In this case, we can ask for a higher proportion."

"Running Man is no longer on the show?" Song Qingcheng asked.

Wanwan shook his head: "What we have to do is just wait for "The Voice" to get on the right track, which is estimated to be in the second half of next year, or the first half of the year after next.

I haven't submitted this program yet, I think I still have to wait for "The Voice" to go online, believe me, after it goes online, the share ratio will definitely increase.

Even an increase of 3% is not a lot, but my dad has been a little unhappy recently. He dislikes me for thinking about others instead of my own TV station, so he asked me to help him think of a show.

Don't worry, as long as it's a program you plan, the share ratio will definitely be higher than that of Jiangnan Satellite TV. If your entertainment company signs an actor in the future, Shanjiang Satellite TV can push it. "

"Your father?" Song Qingcheng was startled, but his heart skipped a beat. He finally wanted to know about Wanwan's family.

Wanwan nodded: "Yes, my dad is Ning Haiyang, the one from Shanjiang Satellite TV..."

Song Qingcheng's heart paused, he remembered that Ning Haiyang is the leader of Shanjiang Satellite TV, he can be said to be the highest level, he couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.

No wonder Wanwan's road to hosting is going so smoothly, this kind of relationship is indeed very solid.

"That's fine. I'll get up and write the program in a while." Song Qingcheng nodded.

Wanwan hugged him tightly: "What's the hurry, lie down for a while, and then I'll help you discuss the share ratio. Also, if you have any TV series, you can sell them to Shanjiang Satellite TV."

"Let's talk about the TV series. I just came up with the plan, and I just need to collect money. There may be investment in TV series, but if we are the producers ourselves, we need to work hard."

Song Qingcheng shook his head, and Wanwan said angrily: "There is me, I will help you, don't worry."

"Well, I'll write some scripts later." Song Qingcheng smiled.

Wanwan hugged him, kissed him a few more times, and then said in a low voice, "If it's convenient for you during Chinese New Year, would you like to meet my parents in Yangnan?"

"Next year." Song Qingcheng shook his head.

Wanwan responded: "Then shall I go to your house this year?"

"I might go back late." Song Qingcheng thought for a while and nodded.

Wanwan smiled: "Then I'll go there first, anyway, I know Uncle Jianguo and Aunt Yu, and we have a good relationship."

"Is it appropriate for you not to go home for the New Year?" Song Qingcheng asked.

Wanwan thought for a while, then thought for a while and said: "Then I'll go there after the New Year, the second year of junior high."

"Okay, I'll go back at that time, I'm at home." Song Qingcheng nodded.

　Thank you everyone!I hope to follow up and read better, and it will be on the shelves soon.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)