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During the trip, the happiest thing is definitely Liu Liu. His character has become a lot more cheerful, and he has become more smiley.

After returning, Yun thought about staying in the Imperial Capital for a week. After participating in the opening ceremony of the animation production company, he packed up and hurried to the last location of the crew.

But in the middle of March, Yun Xiang thought that she felt like she had directly transitioned to the scorching heat of midsummer.

"It's too hot." Yun thought about finishing the film and immediately drilled into the RV, where his son and husband were still able to escape the heat.

"It can reach eighty degrees in the hottest time." Song Mian passed the prepared summer soup to Yun to think about it.

After violently pouring in two mouths, finally feeling that the throat was not about to breathe fire, Yun thought about walking to an air-conditioned place. Here, Song Mian specially set it up. In front is the window, so you can have a panoramic view of the outside.

Looking at the staff members who were standing against the big sun outside, sweating like rain, Yun thought to the side and asked: "A Mian, find someone to cook more soup to relieve the heat, and give everyone a bowl."

Song Mian's lips flared, and her fingertips touched the tip of her nose: "I've already prepared it for you. When I have lunch for a while, let them lift it up."

Song Mianhe and his son followed, and Yun thought it was a great blessing. Except when filming, she was mostly in the RV.

Not to mention the air conditioner, I want to take a bath and I can wash it at any time. All three meals a day are subject to Song Mian, and I can come back and play with my son after shooting.

In order to avoid the boredom of Liu and Liu, Song Mian also prepared a lot of tools for puzzle games, and made a lot of room for the RV, so that Liu and Liu did not feel bored at all.

You don't need to sleep in the hotel at night, but you can hug your family. The feeling is that you will feel full of energy even if you are tired.

The food at noon is exquisite, and they are all the freshest ingredients that Song Mian had in the morning.

When Yun Yun thought about enjoying lunch at Meimei, after Song Mong sent the crew and the crew in charge, they made several plastic vats with automatic opening and closing brakes, forming a proposed water dispenser, which made people carry a lot of soup tea Pour in.

Everyone can pick it up for themselves and provide it for free.

Originally watching everyone drink soup tea to satisfy the soothing expression, Yun thinks that she is in a good mood. When she is preparing to eat, her brow suddenly jumps.

"What's wrong?" Song Mian asked immediately, seeing his wife's head bowed.

"Just now my eyebrows were beating fiercely, and I was inexplicably panicked for a while." Yun Xiangxiang told Song Mian truthfully, but it was only for a moment that Yun Xiangxi now calmed down.

"Extend your hand." Song Mian put down the chopsticks.

Yun thinks about stretching out the slender white and clean Hao wrist, and also jokingly: "Isn't this because the sixth sense has a bad sign?"

Putting your fingertips on Yun Xiang's pulse, Song Mian chuckled and said, "Your husband is a medical theorist. The biggest brow and heartbeat may be local muscle spasms caused by cold or overwork."

Yun Xiang thoughtfully shrugged her nose. In this respect, she could not argue with the university scholars.

Song Mian, who thought about the pulse of Yun, felt a little confused in the eyes.

"What's wrong?" Yun, who had been looking at her husband, thought about capturing it sharply and asked quickly.

"You are in good health." Song Mian said, "There are no symptoms of coldness or excessive fatigue, and no other symptoms."

Yun thinks that he has just entered the crew for a few days, and Song Mian accompanied him to take care of him. His body is indeed very healthy. It stands to reason that it will not appear in the phenomenon of frowning.

"Let's say, this is the sixth sense." Yun thought about snickering his mouth.

"I'll give you a head massage for a while and relieve it." Song Mian glanced at his wife helplessly and felt that she had to prevent it.

"Ah?" Yun thinks of panic as an emoticon.

Song Mian couldn't help laughing, reached out and pinched her tender little face: "I will be gentle."

"Only you believe this." Yun thinks loudly, "Mr. Song, you will make me dare not tell you where I am uncomfortable!"

"I'm not a family member of a qualified doctor." Song Mian took a piece of cloud to think about the lettuce leaves he didn't like to eat.

Yun thinks that he stared at Song Mian fiercely, biting the vegetables into his mouth and chewing hard.

Even if Yun Xiang thought to protest again, she didn’t escape from the claws after all. Fortunately, she didn’t live with the crew at night, otherwise she had to make a big deal, and she was so painful that she gritted her teeth. Endure hard.

Although the pain was alive tonight, the next day was indeed refreshing.

Because the time is early and the weather is not very hot, Liu and Liu cannot be kept in the RV all day. Song Mian will take Liu and Liu to take a walk at this time every day.

They came to shoot in the scenic spot, and they have to go through the approval of the relevant departments. Even tourists can't come, so they don't worry about reporters.

However, Song Mian seldom carried Liuliu to places where there were many crew members. He was worried that everyone would be scarce and cause him panic. Yun thought about it and could not be small and not close, which would easily lead to conflicts.

But today Yun thought about sitting halfway through the shape, Song Mian embraced Liu Liu with tears in the corners of her eyes, and came to her helplessly.

"What's wrong? Six or six is ​​sick?" Yun thought about it and asked immediately.

"The body is okay. I don't know why I don't want to be with me today. I always have my mother." Song Mian was inexplicably crying because of Liuliu's cry. At this time, he was relieved to see the unscathed Yun think about it.

"Mom, mom, hug..." Liu Liu tearfully saw Yun think about it, and immediately stretched out his mouth to ask his mother to hug.

Yun thought about his distress, and quickly hugged his son into his arms: "Mom's baby, what's wrong with this?"

The little guy grunted his mouth slightly, lying on his mother's shoulder with grievances, just didn't talk, but he didn't cry anymore.

Yun thinks helplessly can only hold the little guy to continue modeling.

"Think about it, you are finally willing to hug your son out." He Xingzhou finally saw Yun Xiangxiang's son, and was immediately attracted. "Lying trough, I want to take away my own possession."

"Humph." Liu Liu hummed softly, turning his small face to the other side.

The eight-month-old little guy is really arrogant. He Xingzhou actually wants to make fun for a while, but he hasn't put on makeup yet, and the time is a bit hurry, so he can only give up.

Yun thinks about the tedious costumes. The makeup artist is going to put on makeup for her. When the foundation liquid is taken over, Liuliu immediately cried, waving a small hand to take advantage of Zhou Jie's absence and knocking the foundation liquid over. .

"What's wrong baby, tell your mother where it's uncomfortable." Liuliu has always been clever, too abnormal today.

Song Mian squatted down to give his son an aftermath, but as soon as the liquid foundation bottle was in his hand, he immediately frowned, smelled it carefully, and his face was overcast.