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After repeating it several times, Sang Si couldn't help but laugh, and said in a helpless tone, "Gu Qingfang, what are you doing?"

Couldn't be more childish.

It's not surprising to say that he is three years old.

Gu Qingfang sat up suddenly, his heroic eyebrows drooping: "Little guy, I...I...ah..." He couldn't say anything.

Could it be that because they saw Jiang Muhan and Chi Yubai getting close to the little guy, they even added them on WeChat.

Could it be said that he is jealous?

The little guy will definitely kick him to death.

You can't say it, you can't be angry yet.

The Gu Qingfang who vowed to live alone as a widow seemed to no longer exist. Who would have thought that this slap in the face would come so quickly.

Lu Qingxin felt sad, he was no longer the only one in the variety show who had the little guy's WeChat account.

"Get up." Sang Si kicked him lightly, an action he would never have been able to do ten days ago.

But Gu Qingfang was so shameless.

He can always refresh his lower limit.

Gu Qing slowly stood up and followed Sang Si step by step.

Like a big, honest dog waiting for its owner to take pity on him.

Zheng Yilang next door couldn't help but slap his thigh and laugh.

He raised his hand to wipe his eyes, his palms became wet.

shit.

Laughing to tears.

But when he looked at the screen again, he couldn't help but laugh.

Sang Si zipped up the suitcase and sighed: "My car is almost here, why don't you pack it up?"

This silly dog!

"what?"

Gu Qingfang didn't react for a while.

Sang Si's words went over in his mind unconsciously.

Then, his eyes lit up and he became full of energy in an instant: "Right away."

He didn't expect that what the little guy said at noon was true, and he thought it was a joke.

Fortunately, he was cautious and didn't buy a plane ticket.

He quickly opened the suitcase and stuffed all the clothes into it.

The clothes were wrinkled into a ball, and Sang Si couldn't bear to look at them.

He said calmly: "There's still half an hour, there's still time." There was no emotion or anger on his face.

Hearing this, Gu Qingfang quietly slowed down a bit, took out the clothes again and folded them before putting them in.

Half an hour later, the two of them arrived at the airport by car. Today was a working day, but there were still many people at the airport.

The two of them don't have much luggage, so they don't need to check it in.

But people were coming and going, and Lu Qingfang was afraid that someone would bump into Sang Si, so he took advantage of his height, holding two suitcases with one hand and protecting Sang Si with the other, and forced his way out of the crowd.

Sang Si was only carrying a small bag and was protected in his arms. At 1.78 meters tall, he could only see Gu Qingfang's handsome chin when he looked up from this angle.

Looking at the crowds of people around me, I suddenly felt a sense of peace that I had never felt before in my heart.

Sang Si raised his head slightly, and the man frowned slightly. He could imagine that the man's lips must have been pressed into a straight line under the mask.

His strong arms separated him from passers-by, and his expression was serious, as if he was afraid that someone would bump into him.

The two of them returned to the airport in the imperial capital, but it was only two o'clock in the afternoon.

Gu Qingfang's agent Jiang Yi came to pick up the plane.

"Don't look, there's no one left." Jiang Yi helplessly raised his forehead. Who would have thought that the famous Gu Shen could be a love brain.

People have been gone for half an hour and they are still staring downstairs.

I haven't caught this yet.

It's still hard to catch up.

Gu Qingfang reluctantly withdrew his gaze and glanced sideways at Jiang Yi: "I'm happy with it, can you take care of it?"

Jiang Yi choked and held his heart: "You are the ancestor, how can I do this!"

The car drove for a while.

"Confirmed?" Jiang Yi looked serious.

"It can only be him." Gu Qingfang's eyes were fascinating.

Jiang Yi, who had followed him since he debuted, had never seen Gu Qingfang show such a look.

He smiled, it seemed like they were going to have a 'sister-in-law' soon.

Sang Si returned to the house where he had been away for ten days, pushed his suitcase to the floor, and as soon as he sat down on the sofa, the phone in his pocket lit up.

As soon as the call was connected, a gentle voice came from the other side of the phone.

"Have you returned to your apartment? How was the recording of the variety show? Are you tired?"

Sang Si lay lazily on the sofa. Hearing Sang Chao's questions one after another, there was a smile in his eyes: "Brother, you have so many questions at once, which one should I answer first."

Before he could speak, he continued: "Don't worry, your brother is not a little kid. Everything is fine with me."

Sang Chao said: "Well, there will be an auction held the day after tomorrow at the Royal Club of the Imperial Capital. Do you want to go and have a look? I heard that there will be paintings by Mr. Fu Shi. If you can, take them."

"Didn't you tell grandma?" Sang Si raised his eyebrows.

Sang Chao smiled and said, "No, let's wait until the filming is done. You should finish recording the variety show quickly. They are talking about it in front of me every day without you, and my ears are going to be calloused."

"Are you sure you are talking about me, not you wanting to get married soon?" Sang Si asked.

Sang Chao did not continue the topic, and instead asked what was on his mind: "What do you think of Gu Qingfang?"

Sang Si didn't expect that Sang Chao would suddenly ask this question. He was so startled that he almost fell off the sofa: "How about what? Whatever you can do, just like that."

"Oh, really, then why are you so loud?" Sang Chao didn't believe it.

He was very familiar with Sang Si's character. The more harsh his words were, the more it meant that this man had a certain status in his heart.

It's just that he may not realize it yet.

Now that my brother is older, I can’t help him!

"No way, my voice is at a normal volume, okay, brother, I have something else to do, so I won't tell you anymore, bye."

Sang Si hung up the phone, raised his hands to cover his eyes, his face slowly became as calm as water.

***

One day later, today is the day of the auction that Sang Chao said.

The Real Madrid Club is located in the city center, and it is a holiday, so traffic jams are inevitable.

Sang Si deliberately got in the car half an hour early.

When we arrived at the club, the auction was about to start in ten minutes.

As soon as I got off the car, a loud noise came from the front.

"I have already said that I will compensate you, but the prerequisite is to verify whether it is true or not, and I did not hit you at all. I saw you fell to one side, and I helped you out of kindness. I did not hit you at all. You snuff bottle."

"You said you didn't touch it, so you didn't touch it. Everyone has seen it. It was you who smashed the antique in my hand. I tell you, pay the money first. You can't leave without one million. What if you have evidence? What should I do if he runs away? This is an enamel-colored snuff bottle that has been handed down from my family since the Qianlong period of the Qing Dynasty. If you say it will be broken, I will break it and you won’t pay for it? Brothers and sisters, do you think I can let him go?"

"That's right. He looks like a talented person, but he doesn't do human affairs at all."

"Young men nowadays are really embarrassing us Chinese people more and more."