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Chapter 332 Open Heaven

"I could have endured the darkness if I hadn't seen the light."

This sentence is a true portrayal of Huaxia movies. In 1980, "Shaolin Temple" set a box office record of 1.61 million yuan with an average ticket price of only a dime.

Newspapers published articles one after another: "The glorious era of Chinese movies is coming!"

20 years have passed, and everyone is surprised. Instead of taking off, Huaxia movies have fallen into the abyss. Today, let alone [-] million, more than [-] million is enough to make people celebrate.

Movies have become a well-known money-losing product.

Chinese Opera Auditorium.

Han Qiao, dressed in a suit and leather shoes, was modest and courteous. He nodded and smiled from time to time to pay respects. He walked all the way, like a knife splitting the water.

"That's enough to make him laugh."

Zhang Ziyi pursed her lips tightly, her white and tender cheeks were cold, her hands crossed her chest, and her tone was teasing.

She didn't want to join in the fun of Hanqiao at all, she had a grudge in her heart.

Singing Conquer in public, only Han Qiao is so boring, not childish!

"Why, Han Qiao provoked you?" Zhang Yimou was serious and rarely smiled. He glanced sideways at Zhang Ziyi's pretty face. pretty.

Hey!This kid Han Qiao is really romantic.

It's not bad to ask him to play Han Butou!

Zhang Yimou pointed at Han Qiao, his mouth was grinding, and he smiled: "His plan to open up the sky is a major event in Chinese-language movies, and he can afford such an honor."

"You and he are both excellent young men."

"No, Mr. Zhang." Zhang Ziyi turned his head to the side, showing good manners, smiling lightly with red lips, his nose pouted, a little playful, and hummed: "I don't even pay attention to him."

"It's okay to ignore it. You have a lot of opponents in House of Flying Daggers. Han Qiao's acting skills are good. You can learn from him more often."

"Got it, Master Zhang."

Zhang Ziyi respected Zhang Yimou very much and honestly agreed.

………………

The "Pangu Opening the Sky Plan" is proceeding in an orderly manner.

Han Qiao didn't expect such a good effect. In the final analysis, he still underestimated the miserable market of Chinese films. It is of great significance for him to stand up and support young directors.

First of all.

Han Qiao himself is a great director with outstanding achievements, and the torch has been passed down from generation to generation. Moreover, he is still a young man. Now that he stands up, he will undoubtedly roast other old-fashioned directors on the fire and force him to take a stand.

otherwise.

The reporter let the veteran director see what an uncrowned king is like every minute.

It is light to ridicule the general structure of the leader.

Second.

Han Qiao is a tycoon in the entertainment industry, owns a company under his banner, and is one of the best figures in the Beijing circle. He supports the film, so for the rest of the companies in the industry who are waiting and watching, there is no doubt that there is peace of mind.

With the signing ceremony over.

Gu Changwei, Ning Hao, and Huang Zhenzhen were all in a very good mood, especially Gu Changwei, who was tearful and old, and wiped his tears from time to time. His decades-long wish finally came true.

Looking at his wife who was also crying with joy in the audience, he couldn't help feeling: "Han Qiao really has nothing to say to him."

Ning Hao didn't lose his composure, but he was also full of enthusiasm, his face was flushed, 700 million, he dared not even think about it!

The only female director, Huang Zhenzhen, is much calmer. This is her third film. She looked at Han Qiao curiously. It is normal for a film to find investment. She took the initiative to come and said: "I heard that you have a new movie. I want to invest 500 million. Interfere with nothing."

Unheard of.

She was worried that she might have been scammed.

I didn't expect Han Qiao to be so young.

But so bold.

Flashing lights filled the sky, and the first batch of directors of the Pangu Kaitian Project and Han Qiao were successfully captured in the camera, and they will appear on the major entertainment pages tomorrow.

After the signing ceremony, in the interview session, the hostess was Wang Fei from Guangguang Media. After so long of tempering, the once young girl was generous and dressed professionally. She looked at Han Qiao with a smile and asked questions that everyone cared about. : "Brother Han, we all know that the film industry is in a downturn. Many people say that film is an investment desert. Why are you going against the tide?"

"Maybe it's because I'm also a young director." Han Qiao pretended to be sad: "I'm a young director, and I know that this line of work is not easy."

"But I still want to say it."

After a pause, his eyes were firm: "The movie industry is in a downturn, so why don't you stop making movies?"

"Because of the downturn in the film industry, I know that many behind-the-scenes staff are out of work, and there are also many new directors. They have no chance. Since I have the ability, I will try to provide everyone with an opportunity to start work and give some new directors It is a chance for directors to show their talents, otherwise, after two or three days, these directors will disappear, no matter how talented they are, but because there is no investment, no one will ask them to start a movie, and they will have to change careers in the end."

offstage.

The auditorium of the Chinese Opera is not big, but there are hundreds of seats, which are almost full. Except for a small number of media, the largest number are major media companies, directors, and behind-the-scenes workers.

Many people have moist eyes.

What Han Qiao was talking about was the reality. Many of the brothers who had been working together in the previous film crew had made contact with each other and went home to find another way out.

It's not that they don't love it anymore, but reality doesn't give them too many choices.

Huaxia Film not only has a big director, but also countless behind-the-scenes staff, no one sees them.

but.

Han Qiao saw them.

"Han Qiao is credited to Huaxia movies." Wang Changtian of Guangguang looked at his daughter looking at Han Qiao adoringly, feeling a little sour in his heart, this stinky girl.

"Pursuing fame." Mr. Wang's eyes were jealous, his teeth were crushed: "1500 million peacocks, 700 million big diamonds, and 500 million six heroes."

"An art film, a literary comedy film, an absurd pure entertainment film..."

"I'll see how much money he has to pay."

The king can't even close his mouth when he smiles, a full 2700 million, Huayi will be hurt, let alone Pangu Film and Television.

Han Qiao is looking for his own death.

Not only the big and small kings think so, but they are all decades-old filmmakers, who don't know the tricks in it.

Of the three films supported by Han Qiao, only Gu Changwei still has a little hope, not because of the subject matter, but because of Gu Changwei's name.

The remaining two.

Han Qiao is really a kind person, let's be sad.

On the stage.

Han Qiao pretended to be fearless, throwing his head and pouring blood for Chinese movies, and he did not hesitate, his arms were strong, and he said loudly: "Although I am weak alone, I am willing to be a "pedal", and I am willing to use my accumulation The resources that come down will support a group of powerful newcomers against the current when the industry is in a downturn."

"I believe."

"Huaxia Film will definitely have a bright future."

"Crash."

Applause roared.

It doesn't matter whether Han Qiao is trying to gain fame or really wants to do something, people have spent a lot of money in real money.

Such people can be looked down upon and ridiculed.

but.

If you still have to step on it, it would be too cheap.

………………

"Old Han, congratulations."

After the ceremony.

Hanqiao saw off the guests.

There is also a thank-you banquet in the evening, but not everyone can participate.

The purpose of Han Qiao's Pangu condition plan is to dig out Ning Hao and incorporate him under his banner. To be honest, other directors are not of much use.

If it continues, it will undoubtedly be a loss.

Losing money cannot be done by one person.

Huang Xiaoming was still the same, except for his "rebellious" smile, he was actually a nice person, and gave Han Qiao a friendly hug: "Extremely energetic and handsome."

"Just say a few nice words?" Han Qiao patted Huang Xiaoming on the shoulder: "Have a few more drinks tonight."

"Where are Brother Xun and Xiao Kun?"

"Xiao Kun doesn't want to join in the fun." Huang Xiaoming thought for a while, and said in a relaxed tone, "He has a strong self-esteem, as you know, Brother Xun probably went to drink with him."

Han Qiao was silent.

Chen Kun's resources are actually very good, but he is still a bit behind. Deng Chao, Tong Dawei, Yin Xiaotian...the juniors are like a tide...

Smiled: "What a big deal, I'm free another day, I'll save a game, and all my brothers will come and play."

"That couldn't be better." Huang Xiaoming was overjoyed. Han Qiao is now the most famous director in China besides the older generation, and there are too many resources he wants to use, so he has to talk...

A gust of fragrant wind blew by, Zhang Ziyi looked indifferent: "Congratulations, Han Qiao."

"Thank you."

Zhang Ziyi raised his eyebrows and raised his chin: "I heard that this time you are going to learn how to ride a horse on the Ulan Butong Grassland."

Han Qiao watched with great interest, saying that Xiaozhang was also a beautiful woman, and how many people coveted the sleeve dance performed by the blind maiko in House of Flying Daggers.

"Zi Yi has an idea?"

"When will we compete?" Zhang Ziyi wanted revenge.

"The loser sings conquest?"

"It's a deal." Zhang Ziyi smiled with red lips. She has filmed a lot of horse riding scenes, and her movements are skillful.

"Is Zhang Ziyi so childish?"

Huang Xiaoming looked at Zhang Ziyi's happy back, dumbfounded, she was also the number one actress in China.

"She's not naive." Han Qiao smiled: "Proud people never admit defeat."

Xiaozhang's waist looks good for riding a horse.

"Fuck."

"You smile so badly."

"Nonsense." Han Qiao was about to retort.

"Han Bridge."

Liu Yifei and Liu Xiaoli came out from the auditorium, they were also invited guests.

Liu Yifei dressed casually, with light blue jeans and a simple jacket.

"Sissy looks beautiful today."

"Really?"

"real."

Liu Yifei pursed his lips and smiled, turned his head and glanced at his mother, put away his little thoughts, raised his chin, and said coldly, "What, even if you praise me, I won't be happy."

Xiao Ao Jiao Jin came again.

Han Qiao looked at Liu Xiaoli.

Liu Xiaoli is much prettier than Liu Yifei. Her long purple dress accentuates her slim figure. She has long wavy hair and a charming snow-white neckline. Especially her waistline is very tight and slender like a willow, with a dignified and airy temperament.

"Sister Liu." Han Qiao stretched out his hand.

Liu Xiaoli hesitated for a moment, and put her tender hand in Han Qiao's palm: "Congratulations."

Han Qiao quietly brushed Liu Xiaoli's greasy palm with his nails, feeling a little disappointed, Liu Xiaoli remained calm.

"My sister is also very good-looking today."

Liu Xiaoli was flustered and maintained her expression. After the last time, she didn't know how to face Han Qiao, especially this nasty brat who likes to shame her. She snorted coldly, "Nonsense."

"Little bridge..."

Han Qiao was trying to play tricks on Liu Xiaoli, so he turned his head away when Jiang Wenli came over.

With a thought, he smiled and said, "Sister Jiang."

Jiang Wenli was also outstanding, but her eyes were reddish, and she said gratefully, "Xiaoqiao, you brother Gu is talking to Zhang Yimou right now, so I came here to thank you."

"If it weren't for you, your brother Gu's movie would have been really difficult."

"Sister, one family doesn't speak two different languages." Han Qiao said meanly, "Sister, this is Liu Xiaoli, who is also my sister."

Jiang Wenli didn't doubt it, and smiled sassyly: "Hi, I'm Jiang Wenli."

Liu Xiaoli looked at Jiang Wenli.

Han Qiao's vision is really good. Jiang Wenli is a typical northwest woman. She has a small and delicate face, but her figure is especially plump. It's just that this familiar scene brought back bad memories for her. That's how she fell into it at the beginning. She lost control of her emotions and was indifferent. Face: "Sister Jiang, right? I advise you to stay away from him."

"Sissy, let's go."

Liu Xiaoli left behind a word without beginning or end, and walked away.

Han Qiao was so frightened that his head broke out in cold sweat.

Jiang Wenli withdrew her hand, smiled like a flower, glanced at Han Qiao with flirtatious eyes, and joked: "I usually hook up with other people's daughters."

"Cold sweat is coming out."

talking.

He took out a silk handkerchief from the small sachet, handed it to Han Qiao, and scolded with a smile: "You are young, don't make any romantic debts, and come to my house for dinner at night."

"Row."

Han Qiao guessed that Gu Changwei was happy and wanted to drink three hundred cups with him.

Wiping the sweat with a silk handkerchief, there was a pleasant smell of perfume, as if Jiang Wenli's soft hands were stroking her face.

Turning around and seeing Huang Xiaoming, the kid was a little silly, and said without thinking, "Old Han, how many good sisters do you have?"

It's so weird.

Why does Han Qiao like to recognize her sister so much?

"Let's ask less about things in society."

As many bigwigs came out of the auditorium one after another.

Han Qiao was so busy that his feet didn't touch the ground. Only then did he realize why these women came one after another. After the large army came out, there was no time to joke with them.

"Brother Wang, at the thank-you banquet tonight, you must show your face."

"Hahaha, I won't go. Han Daoguang is so windy, all he does is to benefit Chinese-language movies." The king is always slippery, he is going to the thank-you banquet tonight, and he might bleed, so he tactfully refused Finally, with a smile: "Director Han, Huayi welcomes you anytime."

"It's time to be a guest."

The word "being a guest" is very strong.

Han Qiao is clear in his heart, Mr. Wang is saying that he will not be able to stay in the future, and he will go to work in Huayi at any time, and smile warmly: "It's easy to say, easy to say, I am very greedy for the famous paintings collected by Brother Wang, and I just wait for the time to appreciate them .”

"Hahaha……"

Seeing the king go away, Han Qiao felt emotionally: "Huayi, big and small king, the king is the magic needle of Dinghai."

Xiao Wang's business is in a mess. The reason why Huayi is always in danger is that it is fate. When the wind blows, pigs can go to the sky. When the wind blows, the pigs are the first to fall to death.

Han Qiao plans to overthrow Huayi.

This day is not far away.

........................

"Brother Han, let's go first..."

In Yanjing in February, the spring is cold and the wind is blowing at night.

The streets are deserted.

Ning Hao was as drunk as mud. He really didn't have the "skin" necessary for a big director. During the whole thank you banquet, he was the one who drank the fastest sincerely.

After a few cups, people are completely dead.

Huang Zhenzhen stayed in the same hotel with him, and Ning Hao was so drunk that he had to wrong himself, supported the kid in disgust, and staggered into the car.

Follow the car away.

Han Qiao wrapped his clothes tightly, his head was drunk, but his consciousness was still clear.

Looking back at Jiang Wenli supporting Gu Changwei, she thought for a while and said, "Sister, I won't go today, we will get together next time."

Brother Gu is really happy today, he never refuses anyone who comes, and insists on going to the end.

It was cool at night.

Jiang Wenli felt sorry for Lao Gu, so she took off her windbreaker and put it on Lao Gu. She was wearing a tight black sweater, outlining her hot figure, her beige woolen skirt was parted, and her plump legs were wrapped in flesh-colored stockings. The leg line is charming, Xu knew that he was so indecent, so he was a little flustered, looked around, but there was no one, he supported Gu Changwei, and smiled with red lips: "Okay, then go down to make an appointment, today your Brother Gu is indeed Drank too much."

"Who... who said I drank too much?"

Gu Changwei was drunk and his eyes were loose, he raised his head in a daze, his eyelids were closed, and recognized the person, he stretched out his arms and hugged Han Qiao with a smile, and said with satisfaction, "Han Qiao, your Brother Gu is awake."

"Walk."

"Go home and continue drinking."

"By the way, let's talk about Peacock's script."

It is not enough to have money for a movie. Having money is only the first step, and there are countless steps left.

Gu Changwei has been looking at this opportunity for so many years, and now he can finally show his strength, and he can't wait to settle it.

Han Qiao didn't even dare to look at Jiang Wenli. Looking over from here, Jiang Wenli spread out like a pancake.

Crying in his heart: "Brother Gu, you are forcing me to make mistakes."

"this late."

With Han Qiao's help, Jiang Wenli felt much more relaxed, pinched her husband's waist, and became very angry: "I don't know if I'm going north after drinking a little wine, and you don't look at how you are now, so you can't talk about it tomorrow. "

"Yes, Brother Gu." To be honest, Han Qiao didn't want to go. He was afraid of making a mistake. He still has morals, so he prevaricated, "Maybe next time."

"Han Qiao, I treat you as my own younger brother." Gu Changwei quit, blushing with a thick neck, and his voice was rough, he couldn't help but hug Han Qiao tightly: "Stop talking nonsense, it's not that there is no room at home. Stay at home, just to talk about the script tomorrow morning."

"rest assured."

"Never delay your afternoon flight."

"Gu..."

"Xiaoqiao, leave it at that." Jiang Wenli complained and slapped her husband, apologetically saying, "Xiaoqiao, you Gu Ge has such a stubborn temper. If that's the case, you can go home."

"Fine"

The car arrived at the entrance of the alley, the street lights in the alley were dim, and the wind was strong at night. After getting out of the car, Jiang Wenli subconsciously clung to Lao Gu, shivering.

Han Qiao took off his clothes and handed them to Jiang Wenli: "Sister, it's windy at night, don't catch a cold."

"Give it to my sister, what do you do yourself?"

Jiang Wenli's heart warmed, Han Qiao's younger brother did not admit his mistake, and smiled in his eyes: "I'll be home soon, hurry up and put it on by yourself."

"I'm young and full of anger, so I'm not afraid." Han Qiao insisted: "Sister, put it on quickly, if you catch a cold, Brother Gu will say that I'm not sensible."

At this time, Lao Gu was so drunk that he fell asleep.

Han Qiao seems to have acted at will.

Jiang Wenli looked at the clothes, and she was not polite anymore. She put on the clothes and warmed her whole body. The clothes seemed to still have Han Qiao's body temperature, which made her very hot. She smiled with red lips, "You really are a young man, and you are very strong."

"Thank you, sister."

He helped Lao Gu onto the kang.

Han Qiao's back was sore from exhaustion, two people supported him in the front, and his back in the back. Old Gu Xin was really big.

Sitting down on the kang, stroking his old waist, looking back, his eyes widened.

Under dim light.

Jiang Wenli took off Han Qiao's coat, maybe it was a little hot, her hands were brushing her hair back, her slender white neck was already drunk, her cheeks were a little flushed, her eyes were tired, especially her back was straight...

hiss……

Han Qiao's ears hurt.

Jiang Wenli stared, grabbed Han Qiao's ears, and said with a "spit": "My sister dares to eat tofu, no matter how big or small, put on your clothes quickly, and be careful of catching a cold."

"Today you sleep in the east wing, and I'll wash up for Lao Gu, and then I'll come over and spread the quilt for you."

Jiang Wenli really regarded Han Qiao as his younger brother, so she only thought that she was not careful, and she was used to being casual at home, so she would pay attention when she made up her mind.

But Han Qiao wasn't to blame either.

I was even a little proud of myself.

This is a woman's confidence in her body.

Han Qiao's heart warmed, Jiang Wenli was undoubtedly a good wife and mother, watching her kneeling on the bed, taking care of Lao Gu.

Han Qiao thought about finding an opportunity to tell Lao Gu that his wife is so nice, so he shouldn't mess around outside.

The east wing is a small bedroom.

Gu Changwei and Jiang Wenli have no daughters, and the bedrooms are usually vacant, but all bedding and quilt covers are available.

Han Qiao was also a little drunk at this time, fell on the bed, closed his eyes and rested his mind, felt under the pillow in a panic, felt it in a daze, took it out, looked at it drunkenly, and was so frightened.

Oh My God.

Pink fairy wand.

shit.

Han Qiao's heart was beating like a drum, and he quickly stuffed it back. Sister Jiang was too careless, and she didn't put away the crime tools. She usually slept on the emotional bed.

In a few minutes.

As soon as the door was pushed open, Jiang Wenli looked flustered, and saw Han Qiao lying on the bed, taking two steps in three steps, with a natural tone: "Xiaoqiao, the quilt hasn't been changed yet, don't sleep yet, you go out, sister will change the quilt for you."

Han Qiao seemed to be pardoned: "Okay."

After trembling in the yard for a few minutes, Jiang Wenli hugged the quilt with her usual expression: "Okay."

"Thank you ma'am."

"Xiaoqiao, Xiaochun usually comes to sleep in this room." Jiang Wenli looked at Han Qiao and said casually, "Don't mind."

Depend on.

Throw the pot to the niece.

Han Qiao pretended not to know anything, and smiled: "Why would you mind?"

"Sister, I'm a little dizzy."

"Go to sleep now."

Watching Han Qiao close the door, Jiang Wenli breathed a sigh of relief, and her face turned red instantly.

Ashamed.

Fortunately, Xiaoqiao didn't know.

Estimated half an hour.

The door was pushed open again, Gu Changwei blushed and said loudly, "Han Qiao."

Han Qiao came back to his senses: "Brother Gu, are you awake?"

"What are you talking about?" Gu Changwei regained his composure and smiled, "Brother Gu, I will never get drunk."

"Okay, stop bragging, it's so late, what else do you want to drink?"

"Happy today."

Gu Chang did not necessarily drink the second session.

Han Qiao had no choice but to accompany him. This time, there were only three of them. The wine was the burning knife from the Northwest, and the food was peanuts.

Jiang Wenli is a hero in the girls' middle school, and Han Qiao is running out of alcohol, so she will accompany Lao Gu to drink.

The wind was strong at night, blowing the tree forks outside.

It was hot in the room.

Lao Gu drank a few glasses of wine, tears came out again, and his voice was choked up: "Han Qiao, I really want to thank you. I have been waiting for this day for ten years."

"Wang Quanan, what is that kid?"

"In the past, he was the little follower of me and Lao Mouzi." Gu Changwei poured out his bitterness: "It's just a bullshit Silver Bear Award, and it makes him embarrassed."

Wang Quanan and Gu Changwei snatched Jiang Wenli, this matter is nonsense, Jiang Wenli was originally Wang Quanan's girlfriend, when filming "Farewell My Concubine", Gu Changwei pursued fiercely in the crew, Jiang Wenli fell in love with Gu Changwei.

Wang Quanan vomited blood angrily.

Good girlfriend, gone.

Since then, they have competed with Gu Changwei. At the beginning, Gu Changwei didn't take him seriously. Unexpectedly, the films directed by Wang Quanan won many awards.

Gu Changwei shrank now.

It has been withering for many years, and now, if you feel proud, it's just a movie, who can't afford it.

Jiang Wen's face turned red, she looked at Han Qiao's playful eyes, took a sip of the wine, put down the glass heavily, stared at her, and cursed: "Gu Changwei, I've had some wine, I have nothing to say, right?"

"Sister..." Han Qiao interrupted with a smile: "Let Brother Gu talk about it."

"I love to hear it."

"Your skin is itchy too, isn't it?" Jiang Wenli went all out, not letting anyone go: "However, you also call me sister, because you just love watching sister's jokes so much."

"This is not a joke." Han Qiao was aggrieved: "This is because my sister is very charming."

"The more you talk, the more outrageous you are. You can make fun of my sister."

"Your sister is indeed very attractive."

Old Gu was drunk, watching his wife and Han Qiao coming and going, he laughed: "You didn't know at the beginning, I chased your sister, and..."

"Gu Changwei!" Jiang Wenli couldn't sit still anymore, and slammed the table with both hands, Huo Di stood up, staring at Gu Changwei.

"All right, all right, let's not talk about it." Gu Chang didn't follow his heart, but looked at his wife with burning eyes: "Wenli, Han Qiao is here today, I have a few words I want to say to you."

"If you have something to say, hurry up and let your fart go."

Gu Changwei was unusually shy, his face was flushed, and he said coyly: "Honey, you have helped me a lot, and I have wronged you these few years."

"do not worry."

"From now on, I will always be sorry for you, Gu Danfan, and tell me not to..."

Gu Chang did not swear.

Han Qiao was very anxious, and quickly persuaded: "Brother Gu, sister knows your sincerity, so don't make this vow."

"Han Qiao, don't stop me."

"I must send it."

"I really can't post it." Han Qiao was in a hurry: "Brother Gu, drink, drink."

You are not cursing yourself.

"Okay." Jiang Wenli was aggressive, but her husband still couldn't bear to confess so affectionately in front of his younger brother, and glanced at her charmingly: "Xiaoqiao has already said it, I barely believe you."

Han Qiao stared blankly.

Jiang Wenli changed into her pajamas after she came back. She was actually very conservative, but at this moment, there were all kinds of amorous feelings. The smell of a married woman was like the spring breeze rippling on the lake.

Jiang Wenli probably knew that she had made a mistake again, so she glanced at Han Qiao silently, seeing that Han Qiao hadn't changed, she took a sip of her wine.

Really pay attention.

I don't know how long the meal has passed.

It was early morning.

The three went back to their respective houses.

This night, with ups and downs, Han Qiao fell asleep.

After an unknown amount of time, the sound of a dog barking came from outside, which disturbed him so much that he simply covered the quilt.

In a few minutes.

The door was pushed open from the outside, Jiang Wenli drowsy and drank again, Gu Changwei snored loudly, mocking her for not being able to sleep, after getting up to go to the toilet at night, drowsily remembered the room where she usually slept, and groped for it bed.

I wondered in my heart: "Why is Lao Gu so hot?"

Probably because he drank alcohol, he didn't care, the kitten seemed to be burrowing into a hot place, the whole person was hugged in his arms, and his comfortable eyebrows stretched out.

After a while.

It was hot in the quilt, and the drowsiness faded away.

Han Qiao was so drunk that he couldn't tell the difference between east, west, and north. He thought it was Gao Yuanyuan, and bit the place in his memory for a few minutes, feeling sleepy.

He hugged Gao Yuanyuan in his arms.

It's as comfortable as hugging a ball of soft pillows.

The room was quiet, and the wind blew through the windows.

At 6:00 in the morning, the dog barked in the yard, and Jiang Wenli's biological clock arrived. She woke up in a daze, and her body was heavy. Brushing his hair, he muttered angrily, "Old Gu."

Look sideways.

Huarong paled in fright, quickly covered her mouth with her hands, her eyes widened.

What is Hanqiao!
Looking around, he knew that he had gone to the wrong room, and looked out the window in a panic. It was still early, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

Carefully remove the long legs.

This bastard boy.

Jiang Wenli raised her palms and stared at Han Qiao, who was fast asleep with his hands on her lap.

After hesitating for a moment, he lowered his hand.

He moved his legs and got out of bed, picked up his pajamas, put them on, and quietly exited the room.

Go back to the master bedroom.

Jiang Wenli looked at the sleeping old Gu on the bed, her face was pale, she made a mistake.

Lying on the bed, feeling that heaven and man are at war in his heart, and he doesn't know what kind of psychology it is, so he slapped Gu Changwei on the face.

Gu Changwei was in a daze, touched his face, and said dumbly, "What's wrong with my wife?"

"Who told you to snore, it's so noisy."

"My wife, I'm sorry." Gu Changwei knew his old problem, he was too sleepy, so he simply covered his mouth with his hands so as not to make a sound.

Jiang Wenli was very upset, seeing Gu Changwei like this, she burst into tears, lying on Gu Changwei's body, stretched out his hand to open Gu Changwei's hand, and said with tearful eyes: "Honey, I won't talk about your snoring in the future. .”

"What's wrong with you?" Gu Changwei was terrified, thinking that his snoring was heinous.

"It's okay." Jiang Wenli burst into tears, plunged into Gu Changwei's arms, and said affectionately, "Husband, I love you."

"Hmm..." Lao Gu is a big man, but he knew the situation at this time, and wiped Jiang Wenli's tears: "Honey, what's the matter?"

"I dreamed that you cheated?"

"Huh?" Gu Changwei was so frightened that he couldn't laugh or cry: "I dreamed that I cheated, and I deserved this slap."

(End of this chapter)