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There are countless stars in the sky, and I don't know which star can guide him back to that place in his dream.

For a moment, Han Changsheng's deep and hoarse singing echoed all around.

"The brightest star in the night sky, can you hear the loneliness and sigh in the heart of the person looking up.

The brightest star in the night sky, can you remember the figure who once walked with me and disappeared in the wind.

I pray to have a transparent heart and eyes that can shed tears.

Give me the courage to believe again, to embrace you beyond lies.

Whenever I can't find the meaning of existence, whenever I get lost in the dark night.

The brightest star in the night sky, please guide me close to you!"

Zhao Liying listened to the sometimes lonely and sometimes confused singing in her ear, hugged Han Changsheng tightly, put her ear on his heart, and listened to his powerful heartbeat.

During the singing, the master is far away, as if still flying into the sky.

But the mint scent of the master's body is on the tip of her nose, and the sound of the master's heartbeat is also in her ears.

Even the master is in her arms.

Therefore, the master is still their master, still that... sometimes lonely, sometimes domineering, sometimes warm multi-faceted male god.

"The only one with such strong penetrating power in the low range is the master."

In the big yurt, the six daughters Yang Mi and Tong Liya breathed a sigh of relief when they heard Han Changsheng's singing.

The master said that if a person keeps his worries in his heart, he will feel depressed, just like the previous one.

Now, the loneliness in the master's heart is wafting out from the singing, so his mood will improve little by little.

Chapter 714 Preparing to Shoot a New TV Series

The next day, Sha Yi and others were impressed by Han Changsheng's singing last night, and started recording the fourth episode of "Love".

After the recording ended that day, many guests walked away knowingly.

Han Changsheng's eight people completely let go of playing at the Naadam Conference.

It wasn't until the second day after the conference that the eight of them returned to the capital in a happy mood...

"woooooo"

Han Changsheng was washing his face when Di Lieba ran over crying with his mouth pursed.

She shook the thick-stemmed lettuce leaves from her hand, "My lord, my lettuce is too old to eat."

They had been away from home for more than a week, but one of them didn't pay attention, and the vegetables in the vegetable garden grew so fast that they didn't have time to harvest.

I took a bite just now, but found that the lettuce was too old to taste.

While wiping his face, Han Changsheng glanced at Pang Di's tender hands, and comforted him, "It's okay, you remove all the big leaves from the lettuce, and small leaves will appear in a few days.

If you want to eat now, let's go out and buy some."

Di Lireba pouted, "But the ones I bought don't taste as good as those at home."

Han Changsheng shrugged helplessly, "If you only want to eat the lettuce at home, then you can only wait a few days, after all, this thing can't grow in a day or two."

"Okay! Then I will make another rice bag in a few days."

Di Lieba was dejected for a while, and then excitedly said: "The eggplants in the vegetable garden have grown a lot, let's eat fish-flavored eggplants tonight!"

“Fish-flavored eggplant with fish, or fish-flavored eggplant without fish”

"Eat all!"

"You're quite greedy."

Han Changsheng smiled and nodded Fatty's nose, showing no objection at all.

Given how much he loves Fatty, it is natural that Fatty will eat whatever he wants. …

Early the next morning, the family of eight returned to their normal life.

Yang Mi and Zhao Liying went to Mixing Tianxia to deal with the work accumulated in the past few days.

Tong Liya and Tang Yan are in a group, and Gu Li Nazha is in a group with Liu Sisi, and they go out together to make an announcement.

Di Lieba stayed in the backyard of her home, happily tinkering with her lettuce.

Han Changsheng, of course, is holding a book, sitting on the rocking chair in the backyard and reading it leisurely.

In the evening, Yang Mi came home wearing a crisp office attire.

She didn't change her home clothes, and went directly to the study room, but she didn't see Han Changsheng.

Seeing this, Zhao Liying stopped changing her clothes and pointed to the backyard, "Sister, Fatty said she wanted to get her lettuce in the morning, master should stay with Fatty in the backyard."

"clever!"

Yang Mi scratched Ying Bao's little nose and gave a compliment, and walked to the backyard, where she saw the carefree Han Changsheng.

She strolled over, sat directly in Han Changsheng's arms, stared at him with wide eyes, just... didn't make a sound.

Han Changsheng put down the book helplessly, and put his arms around Yang Mirou's boneless body, "You are the boss Han of our family, and the domineering female president who travels the world, just speak up if you have something to say, you don't need to look at me like this. "

What about Yang Mi? Han Changsheng took a sip, put a lipstick mark on it, and then said with a smile: "You promised me to write a TV drama script last year. How long has it been? What about your TV drama?"