The little stepmother is poor and crazy, and the Buddhist disciples in Beijing kneel down and pamper

Fang Qingqing said "oh" fearlessly and jumped off Yun Yan.

Turn around and leave.

Yun Yan was left standing there, looking at the two of them leaving, his eyes gradually dimming.

He bent down and picked up the prayer beads on the bench, spread his fingers to put them on, and followed him up.

At the breakfast table, Xiao Yunsheng kept bringing food to Fang Qingqing.

"The little stepmother eats eggs."

"Little stepmother, please eat some fruit."

"Little stepmother, try this."

Yun Yan sat aside and watched him quietly, his expression unchanged.

Fang Qingqing's plate was already full, and she said kindly:

"Shengsheng, my little stepmother is an actress now, so she can't afford to eat so much."

Yun Sheng nodded in approval, "I know, so little stepmother, do you just want to act and not participate in variety shows now? Is that show that is obsessed with the sun over?"

Fang Qingqing is really busy these days, and sometimes comes back very late at night.

Xiao Yunsheng feels that she spends less and less time with her stepmother and is very lonely. At the same time, she is also looking forward to continuing to participate in that variety show.

Fang Qingqing was stunned.

During this time, two female artists from a variety show joined the group, and they also joined a group that was prone to accidents.

The baby variety show team had to accommodate the two of them's schedules and moved the last broadcast time back.

Now that she heard Xiao Yunsheng's question, Fang Qingqing remembered that she hadn't received the final payment for her baby's breast cancer yet.

"No, I will definitely go. Don't do things halfway."

Xiao Yunsheng obviously agreed with what his stepmother said, and nodded wildly in agreement, "I think so too."

Then he looked at his father who was eating elegantly and asked:

"Dad, what do you think?"

Yun Yan raised her eyes, looked at him in confusion, and then agreed, "Your stepmother is right."

Xiao Yunsheng smiled.

"So, your feelings for your stepmother will not give up halfway, right?"

The milk Fang Qingqing just took a sip almost spurted out of her nose.

What kind of 360-degree reversal is this?

Is there any connection between this?

She was about to say, "It's different. Your father and your stepmother don't have the same relationship."

I heard Yun Yan say in a calm and firm voice: "Well, you are right."

Fang Qingqing swallowed reluctantly and whispered: "Mr. Yun, don't forget the way you came."

Yun Yan didn't hear it. Yun Yan was eating breakfast seriously and elegantly.

Fang Qingqing's words were like a colorless and tasteless fart in a noble and elegant restaurant. The father and son were already eating their own thing, and no one paid attention to her.

Fang Qingqing had no choice but to eat.

After breakfast, the family of three happily sent Xiao Yunsheng to school. Qingqing was messing around with her cell phone all the way.

When Xiao Yunsheng looked at her, she moved away. When Xiao Yunsheng looked at her, she moved away.

The little guy's mouth was as deflated as a deflated balloon.

"Little stepmother, your person is here, but your heart is no longer here. Don't you love me and dad anymore?"

Fang Qingqing was very busy and had no time to look up.

"No, love."

"Love who?"

"Love you guys."

Yun Yan, who was in the front row, couldn't help but turn his head and look at her when he heard her careless answer.

What is this woman busy with?

Xiao Yunsheng patted the seat in front of her and said, "Dad, my little stepmother said she loves you."

Yun Yan:......

This kid is so easy to fool.

Fang Qingqing saw that he was satisfied with getting the answer he wanted to hear, so he stopped disturbing her and thought to herself:

This kid is so easy to fool.

After the couple tricked the child into kindergarten, they went to their own battlefields.

At this time, Yun Yan suddenly came over and stopped Fang Qingqing who was about to leave, and said, "Wait a moment."

"Wait for what?"

Fang Qingqing put away her phone and looked up at him confusedly.

"Wait……"

Before he finished speaking, he heard Lin Shen's voice not far away.

"Mr. Yun, Mrs. Yun..."

Then a RV swayed very eye-catchingly on the street lined with luxury cars on both sides.

Lin Shen almost leaned out half of his body.

The moment Fang Qingqing saw this conspicuous bag appearing, her cerebellum shrank.

The RV was as high as a second story, and her initials were exaggeratedly printed on the outside in an extremely artistic style.

Soon, the car stopped.

Lin Shen jumped out of the car excitedly, rushed over, and handed the key in his hand to Yun Yan.

Yun Yan took the key and put it in Fang Qingqing's hand.

"For you."

Fang Qingqing held her mobile phone in one hand and her keys in the other, looking at Yun Yan in confusion.

"This is?"

Yun Yan curled her lips slightly and said, "Other artists have the gift for you to join the group, and you should have it too."

Fang Qingqing:......

"I don't mean to compare, I can do without."

The main reason is that this RV is really eye-catching. Now many people have looked at it. For the first time, Fang Qingqing clearly felt what social death means.

"You have to have it."

Yun Yan didn't give her a reason to refuse. He raised his hand domineeringly and asked the driver to drive Fang Qingqing's RV and take her to the set.

Fang Qingqing narrowed her eyes and opened her lips with difficulty:

"Thank you very much, Mr. Yun."

"You're welcome."

Lin Shen stood between the two of them, his head turning like a woodpecker. This was definitely the most polite couple he had ever seen in his life.

Fang Qingqing walked forward, and her feet softened for no reason. It may be that her feet were pinned to the ground by the eyes of people around her who didn't know the truth, and she almost fell.

Yun Yan reacted quickly and quickly supported her with both hands, holding her hands firmly with his big palms.

Fang Qingqing's center of gravity was unsteady, and she held Yun Yan's hand firmly.

Then, she felt a strange touch.

Lowering her head, she saw the thick callus at Yunyan's tiger's mouth. She swept his palm without leaving a trace, and her fingertips touched his.

At this moment, her heart shrank and she looked at the cold and refined man inquiringly.

"what happened?"

Yun Yan spoke calmly.

"No, it's okay."

Fang Qingqing said "thank you" casually, then turned around and got into the RV.

Lin Shen smiled happily.

"Mr. Yun, this is the first time I've seen you be so interested in a woman."

Yun Yan glanced at him and focused on the car beside him.

Lin Shen understood and immediately opened the car door.

Yun Yan bent down and got into the car. On the other side, Fang Qingqing had also gotten into the car. In front of the tall RV window, she looked at Yun Yan who had already gotten into the car. She watched the car leave and her eyes fell on her fingertips. .

Yun Yan's hand she touched just now, the thick cocoon, the place where the cocoon grows...

Others may not know this, but she knows it all too well.

Only people who hold guns all year round will develop calluses in those areas.