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

Perhaps because she heard related words during the day, Fang Qingqing dreamed of many teammates from her previous life one night.

Some died in missions, some fought alongside her many times... and there were countless scenes of her saving her life from the brink of danger.

In the dream, fires were blazing and people were shouting.

They were all miserable screams and deafening declarations of departure.

The longing figures and the familiar faces flashed before my eyes like movie scenes, but they couldn't be seen clearly.

One of the figures gradually became clear in the smoke...

It's Yun Yan's face.

He was wearing a combat uniform, carrying a weapon on his back, with a smile on his lips and distant eyes, and retreated away in the thick smoke.

"You can't die, you have to live, you have to come back safely, you have to live..."

She murmured and reached out to grab it.

She really caught it, it felt real, it felt great, solid, strong...

She squeezed and squeezed in her dream, and her sadness turned into joy.

"Caught it, caught it..."

Hehe, that’s great, I got it back.

She's really awesome.

Squeezing and squeezing, she woke herself up, something was wrong, it felt too real.

The person who was pinched also woke up.

He lifted his blindfold, lowered his head, and met Fang Qingqing's eyes, who looked up.

"Ahhhhh!!!"

"Why am I in your arms?"

Fang Qingqing fled in panic, but was caught again.

"Why are you pinching me?"

Yun Yan's voice was low and hoarse, with the laziness of just waking up from sleep.

"I didn't squeeze it."

"Then what's your name?"

"I didn't scream either!"

Fang Qingqing's slender waist was tightened by big palms, and the two of them were close to each other. Their breaths were intertwined as they spoke, extremely ambiguous.

She twisted her waist, trying to escape.

Little did he know that this dangerous move was just right to seduce people.

Yun Yan's heart froze, he turned over and held the restless body down.

Fang Qingqing's eyes widened in shock. The weight on her body was just enough to cover her current mobility.

Do not move.

In the dim light of the morning light, their eyes met.

Yun Yan protected the top of her head with one hand, and caught her moving chin with the other. His dark eyes were like black holes with no bottom, and the suction was so strong that Fang Qingqing was forced to look at her, unable to move her eyes away.

"Then you scream."

A smiling voice fell from above his head.

"What's your name?"

Fang Qingqing looked at him doubtfully.

Separated by two layers of silk pajamas, his body temperature made him feel hot all over, and his voice softened a bit when he spoke.

"That's what you called me before."

Yunyan supported himself with his arms, fearing that it would crush her, but his head gradually lowered as he spoke.

Two words flashed in Fang Qingqing's mind: husband.

"I don't know, I don't remember, I can't scream." His cheeks were hot and his mouth was hard.

"Really?"

Yun Yan chuckled and rubbed her smooth forehead with his thumb.

"Of course!"

Fang Qingqing twisted her head, "You hit my hair."

They seemed to be protesting dissatisfiedly, but in reality they were panicked.

Yun Yan raised his hand and rubbed it, but it was not pressed at all. He returned to his original posture and lowered his head...

Fang Qingqing looked at the enlarged face in front of her and quickly pursed her lips to prevent him from succeeding.

Kissing... on the mouth in the morning should make you unhappy, right?

Yun Yan laughed muffledly.

The tip of his nose touched hers and rubbed against hers.

Fang Qingqing:......

It was as if an electric current rose from the tip of her nose and hit her heart.

Her breath froze, and her whole body softened.

"Good morning, Mrs. Yun."

The voice is deep and pleasant, with a bewitching quality that makes people think.

Fang Qingqing closed her eyes suddenly, extremely nervous.

Unconsciously, I thought of his domineering kiss in the RV that day, with a little aftertaste, and even a little bit of expectation...

then……

There was a lightness on the body.

When she opened her eyes, the man had already rolled over and got out of bed.

Did he get out of bed?

He actually got out of bed!

She stared at the ceiling speechlessly, her hands under the quilt clenched into fists, she took a deep breath and rolled her eyes at the ceiling.

After yesterday's frank exchange, the relationship between the three of them was more harmonious than before.

The relationship between Fang Qingqing and Yun Yan is not only talked about by netizens, but also discussed by people around them.

When Fang Qingqing arrived at the set, she saw Director Chen, Chen Xiong, Gu Yan and Meng Jingzhou who had already arrived. They stood up immediately when they saw her coming.

Chen Mingkai touched his chin and said, "Oh, the boat has passed the Ten Thousand Mountains, it has passed the Ten Thousand Mountains."

"Ah, yes, yes, it's over, I'll give you a thumbs up, a thumbs up hehehe..."

Chen Xiong held two bumpy walnuts in his hand and gave Chen Mingkai a thumbs up in a pretentious manner.

"What does it mean that the boat has passed the Ten Thousand Mountains?"

"This means...hey, let me think about it." Chen Xiong pretended to touch his head, and then looked at Fang Qingqing:

"What do you mean, Teacher Fang?"

Fang Qingqing clenched her molar teeth and looked at the two of them. The marks on her face from the fight two days ago were still there. Are they going to unite the team to arrange her today?

"It means the two ugly walnuts in your hand are really ugly."

Hey, who doesn’t know how to stir up trouble?

Chen Xiong's face froze, thinking of his two plates of shiny walnuts, he felt a little depressed for a moment.

Seeing that Fang Qingqing was trying to sow discord, Chen Mingkai immediately stepped forward and protected Chen Xiong and his walnuts behind him.

"What do you mean? These are walnuts from Nanshan. They are produced by the walnut tree that grows next to the Bodhi tree. They are different from other walnuts!"

Fang Qingqing smiled contemptuously.

"What's wrong with Nanshan's walnuts? Are they better than those that have been on the market for several years? Do you want to try them?"

Chen Mingkai:......

He glanced nervously at Chen Xiong behind him.

Chen Xiong lost two of his beloved walnuts, and then was coaxed by Chen Mingkai with two walnuts beside the Bodhi tree in Nanshan.

He also talked a lot about himself and reluctantly accepted the reality.

Now that Fang Qingqing mentioned it again, her mentality suddenly collapsed.

Looking down at the ugly walnut in his hand, he raised his hand and was about to smash it.

"Hey, hey, no, Lao Chen, don't listen to Fang Qingqing's nonsense. This walnut is not as delicious as your two, so don't smash it."

Chen Xiong:......

Looking at Chen Mingkai in disbelief, "Have you ever eaten the same kind of these two?"

Chen Mingkai froze.

"You, your mouth is two rows longer than others, and you eat everything?"

"No, no, I didn't eat it. I swear, from now on, I won't eat walnuts for decades to come. Okay, please don't throw it."

Chen Xiong glared at him and stuffed the walnuts over him.

"You should keep such ugly walnuts for yourself. How do I know if you will eat them again when I put them on my plate?"

After giving the old man an angry look, Chen Xiong left heartbroken.

Chen Mingkai pointed at Fang Qingqing angrily, turned around and chased after her.

Gu Yan and Meng Jingzhou were holding back their laughter. Gu Yan retweeted Yun Yan's Weibo yesterday.

When he looked up, he saw Fang Qingqing looking at them coldly.

Anxious explanation: "I know what it means that the boat has passed the Ten Thousand Mountains."

Fang Qingqing glanced coldly, as if she wanted to eat someone: "You know shit."

Meng Jingzhou couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Fang Qingqing looked over.

Meng Jingzhou rubbed his hands nervously and hesitated: "Then do I know, or do I not know?"

Gu Yan slapped his legs and laughed, "Ah ha ha ha ha..."

Fang Qingqing—bang bang bang.

Three punches per person.