Because of Gu Weiting's injury, Sheng Chuxia only spent the rest of the day on the island.

He also researched two new dishes, and Gu Weiting ate them as a reward, but he had diarrhea for a whole day.

For this reason, their sweet time on the last day was spent when Gu Weiting ran to the toilet, which was something Gu Weiting never expected.

Until the helicopter arrived, Sheng Chuxia looked at Gu Weiting clutching her stomach, and asked, "Is it okay?"

Gu Weiting collapsed: "Yes, absolutely."

Sheng Chuxia said: "There is no internet here, if there is internet, people can bring medicine over here."

Gu Weiting didn't want to talk, he was to blame for this, who would have predicted that he would spend his last day in the toilet.

Sad, don't want to talk.

It was already night when they arrived at Gu's house.

Sheng Xiaodao waited at the door early, looking forward to it, he had never been away from Sheng Chuxia for such a long time since he was born.

As soon as he saw Sheng Chuxia, he immediately ran over, "Mummy."

Sheng Chuxia and Sheng Xiaodao embraced each other, and she kissed Sheng Xiaodao's immature cheek: "Do you miss Mommy?"

"I want to, I really want to."

"Mommy misses you too, but I don't know what happened in the last two days. There is no internet, otherwise Mommy can watch you in video."

Sheng Xiaodao glanced at Gu Weiting who was collapsed at the side, and he betrayed his father in an instant.

Sheng Xiaodao complained: "Mommy, it was Daddy who said to cut off the internet there."

Sheng Chuxia immediately turned his attention to Gu Weiting: "Is what Xiao Dao said true?"

Gu Weiting really wanted to perfunctory, but he didn't seem to be able to do it. He coughed dryly, immediately covered his stomach, and put on a painful state: "Oh, I can't do it."

Seeing Gu Weiting running away in embarrassment, Sheng Chuxia snorted, "You deserve it."

Gu Weiting: "..." I don't want to talk.

If it weren't for the fear that Sheng Chuxia would come back that day, so he had no choice but to cut off the network directly. Without the arrival of the servant, Sheng Chuxia would not be able to leave.

Who would have thought...

Gu Weiting covered his face, trying for the first time the taste of self-inflicted evil.

*
"Fengfeng Xiaodi" posted a few photos that day.

It's a photo of the back of Sheng Chuxia surfing, with a picture of Jiugong.

Every picture, whether it is color matching or composition, can be compared to professional blockbusters shot by magazines.

"Fengfeng Xiaodi" also attached a text - the first time surfing with his wife.

Soon, fans who followed "Fengfeng Xiaodi" realized something was wrong.

"Does anyone feel that this person's back looks like a wind chime?"

"It's not just me. This sexy curly hair, this tall figure without a trace of fat, is like a wind chime."

"It's fake. How could it be? It must be where he got the picture of Feng Ling, or his wife had plastic surgery to look like Feng Ling. Now there are so many people who have plastic surgery after celebrities."

"Just to put it mildly, this 'Little Brother Fengfeng' seems to have said that Fengling is his wife."

"Let's all go away. When you called the celebrity husband, you also called a lot. It's all fantasy. I don't believe that this guy knows Fengling."

"It's scattered, you have a lot of pictures of P, why can't you see it, this must have been done by P, it's all the imagination of this blogger, do you understand the imagination! Knock on the blackboard!"

Gu Weiting looked at the comment below, and he wanted to say that no one would believe the truth these days.

When Jiang Jingying saw this scarf, she covered her lips, her eyes sparkling.

No wonder she couldn't get in touch with Feng Ling herself these days, it turned out that she went out surfing with Master Wei Ting.

This figure is so good that even a woman is envious of her.

Jiang Jingying ate a mouthful of dog food. She was in a good mood and was about to send a message to Fengling, but just as she picked up the phone, Fengling replied to her.

"Why do you have to slow down the wound? The makeup technique is so good, isn't it good to just put on makeup?"

Seeing this reply, Jiang Jingying felt like a blow to the head.

That's right, she only wanted to use this wound to act well, but she didn't expect that this could be solved with makeup, and now that the makeup technology is so good, no matter how bad it is, there are filters.

Jiang Jingying smiled awkwardly, and replied to Sheng Chuxia: "It's just that my mind didn't turn around for a while."

Sheng Chuxia replied: "The medicine can't be stopped."

Jiang Jingying was obedient: "Okay, I'd like to listen to the big brother's instructions."

When Sheng Chuxia saw the word "big brother", she became depressed. Feng Dantuo also liked to call her big brother, and this actor also liked to call her big brother.

Where did she act like a big boss?
Can't figure it out.

Sheng Chuxia replied to the matter, and finalized the next filming time with the "Scent" crew. It was suspended for a while because of the starring role, and it was time to start filming again.

This extra day of stop, the crew's venue rental fee, and personnel expenses are all a lot of money.

So Sheng Chuxia replied to the director: "The filming will start tomorrow."

Gu Weiting came in from outside the door, he didn't even have to knock on the door.

Seeing him coming in, Sheng Chuxia frowned, "Why didn't you knock on the door?"

Gu Weiting was stunned for a moment, and then he reacted instantly, he was confident: "You are my wife, and I still have to knock on the door to enter my room?"

Sheng Chuxia: "..." It seems to be right.

Gu Weiting was finally able to say this sentence for a while, God knows how much he wanted to say this sentence before.

He leaned in front of Sheng Chuxia and said to her, "Xiaxia, I took some photos for you, do you want to post them on your scarf?"

"what kind of picture?"

Gu Weiting took out the phone like offering a treasure.

Sheng Chuxia flipped through the photos, many of them were from her back.

One of them was the back view of sitting and drawing in the setting sun. In the distance was the blue sky and the sea, which was as beautiful as an oil painting. She put this photo away.

Gu Weiting did it on purpose, he just posted a photo of Sheng Chuxia surfing with the account "Fengfeng Xiaodi".

If Sheng Chuxia uses this photo to post again, she can tell fans that she is at the beach, so that fans can associate "Little Fengfeng Fan" with Fengling.

In this way, he can declare loudly to the world that the wind chime is his!
Gu Weiting's calculations were good, and when the mobile phone heard a "ding dong" notification, he opened it and his face immediately collapsed.

What Sheng Chuxia posted was the picture she drew on the first day. The model was him, but it was just a side profile. However, this handsome face and strong figure still attracted many people's screens in an instant.

She also didn't have any words to describe the painting, only a small pattern - a pen.

A pen adds a painting, Gu Weiting looked at the comments, the corner of his mouth twitched.

"Wow, is the wind chime painted according to the model? The painter is good, and there is no ten-year level that can't be drawn."

"Is it just me who wants to know who this model is?"

"I don't want to know anything else, I just want to know when the next new song will be."

"This is sugar, sugar, listen to your family, where are you, this is steamed sugar, I can eat three bowls of rice with this sugar."

At the same time, "Little Fengfeng Fan" also added a lot of comments.

"I'll just say he's imaginary. Look at the wind chime, isn't it just sending out and drawing, not surfing."

"Laughing to death, blogger, you have a bit of paranoia, go and have a look."

Gu Weiting looked at the series of comments, he had already been shocked to the point of stillness, he looked at Sheng Chuxia, Sheng Chuxia was still unconscious.

He sighed softly, the road to the public still needs his efforts.

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