Shi Yunting, Zhang Yunlei and others chatted happily on stage, and even asked questions.

"Brother Ting! The ninth team sealed the box and you danced, let's do it again in the eighth team!"

Zhang Yunlei was stunned, what the hell?My daughter-in-law can dance.

"No! I haven't seen it yet!" Little Zhang Manyue's eyes widened, with a look of "If you don't listen to me, I'll throw a tantrum".

"It depends—" The audience is the most naughty.

"Yo—" Zhang Yunlei raised the handkerchief, ready to throw a splash.

"Who is so bad..."

"It's you!" A young lady's voice directed at Zhang Yunlei.

Zhang Yunlei was taken aback for a moment, and immediately stopped spitting. After realizing it, he threw the handkerchief and turned around to hug Shi Yunting, pointing at the people in the audience and shouting: "They bully me!" He said to the audience: "Without Jiulang, my wife is still here, let's see how she will deal with you!"

Unexpectedly, Shi Yunting smiled slightly, reached out and patted his back, and said slowly: "It's nothing, I won't help you."

"Ah—" The audience burst out laughing.

The smile on Zhang Yunlei's face faded in an instant, he pushed Shi Yunting away, stood back to his original position and snorted coldly: "It's not that my wife doesn't punish you, it's going to be on the top searches for beating fans!" After speaking, the knife flew towards Shi Yunting , as if to say again: You dare to refute and I will kill you.

"Call-"

"Okay, let's go..." Before Zhang Yunlei finished speaking, he heard the audience screaming, and turned to look at Shi Yunting blankly, Shi Yunting stood there calmly.

But the audience and the members of the eighth team standing in a row at the back knew that Shi Yunting had just performed a few very provocative dance moves.

"Brother Ting, I want to marry you—" the young ladies shouted in unison.

"No!" Some young ladies reacted and quickly retorted.

"Shi Yunting marry me—" a man's voice was particularly distinct.

"And I—" Another man's voice came next.

Zhang Yunlei widened his eyes, and pointed at himself: "Mine! Mine! Shi Yunting, my wife!" This group of male fans robbed him of Jiulang and also of Xixi, insane!

Shi Yunting and the members of the Eighth Team laughed and laughed, seeing their teeth but not their eyes.

"Ours!" shouted the girls in the audience.

Zhang Yunlei was so angry that he withdrew Shi Yunting's cuffs, and pointed to the audience: "I'm going to piss you off! Say you're mine!" Seeing Zhang Yunlei's fuss, Shi Yunting naturally cooperated.

"Yeah, yours, yours, I'm my wife's."

Zhang Yunlei raised his head triumphantly after hearing this, tapped the audience with his fan, and exclaimed, "Did you hear that! Mine!"

"Ah—" the little girls in the audience screamed vigorously.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Yunlei was a little confused, it shouldn't be this reaction.

Shi Yunting laughed sweetly, and called out again: "Daughter-in-law."

"Hey!" Zhang Yunlei's answer was simply called.

Hearing the screams from the audience getting louder, they stopped immediately.

Lie on the square table, face buried in the arms.

It's over, it's over, I usually promise too much, I subconsciously agree, how can I promise on stage!Just play in private!

When Shi Yunting saw that the tip of his ears were red, he smiled knowingly: "Okay, okay, if you keep booing, he will drive me back upstairs."

"Don't!" Zhang Yunlei quickly raised his head and grabbed Shi Yunting's cuffs. They haven't seen each other for a long time, but they miss him so much that they can't leave today.

Quickly adjust your mood, stand still, and let them continue to ask.

"When will Brother Ting wear a small skirt again!"

Shi Yunting was taken aback.

Excited, Zhang Yunlei nodded quickly, staring at Shi Yunting expecting her to answer.

"Then it's time to go out on a date with your second master." Shi Yunting gave him a funny look.

"You said, go out to play and wear a small skirt!" Zhang Yunlei stared at Shi Yunting excitedly, he really likes his girls wearing small skirts, they look good.

"Yes, wear it." Shi Yunting nodded.

"How is Second Master?"

"It's pretty good, I don't have a cold or anything, please praise me!" The last few words were said to Shi Yunting.

It would be strange if I could catch a cold now.

Shi Yunting picked up all of Zhang Yunlei's short-sleeved and other thin clothes, and put them in the suitcase full of warm clothes, which were matched as a complete set.

Zhang Yunlei didn't know how happy he was, he dressed happily every day in peace.

"praise you."

Zhang Yunlei restrained his smile.

"When will the second master come back!"

Some time ago, Zhang Yunlei was going to remove the steel plate, so he had to take a good rest.

"About April."

Shi Yunting stood aside, frowned and gave Zhang Yunlei a disapproving look.

Zhang Yunlei's back felt cold, and he swallowed silently: "May and June."

"Brother Ting, when will Xiao Ge be released from the hospital and come on stage!"

"I will probably be discharged from the hospital in March this year, and he will officially come back on his birthday on 411."

"What about Jiuchun!"

Shi Yunting lowered his eyes and smiled: "Chun'er is looking for a new partner. After unpacking, she will start to get in touch. If there are no problems, it will be fixed in early April."

Shi Yunting had already mentioned to Li Jiuchun that he had figured out his way, and Lin Xiaoge could recover well enough in nearly six months.

"Captain! You belong to Team Nine!" Luo Xiaoyi poked his head out from the backstage, and after shouting this sentence, members of Team Eight pressed him in.

The scene was embarrassing for a while, and the audience laughed like crazy.

"They asked me to come down and abduct you up." Shi Yunting looked back amusedly.

"Then I'll go up with you and have a look later." Zhang Yunlei replied fluently.

"No!" The audience shouted unwillingly.

"When you buy tickets for Team Eight, are you still greedy when you see Xixi?" Zhang Yunlei pointed at them with a smile.

"In this way, how about the eighth team go up and replace the ninth team?" Shi Yunting made a suggestion, the two pairs changed venues and made a fuss, and said to Zhang Yunlei: "Let's go up later."

"Okay—" I'm going crazy with joy, if I buy a team ticket, I can see two teams, and I'm making a lot of money, okay?

"Continue to ask." Zhang Yunlei nodded, his fan was on the table, and he looked at the girls in the audience with his hands on his hands.

"Second master! When did you have a little braid!"

The audience laughed happily.

"right--"

All births are okay.

but……

"I can't give birth again!" Zhang Yunlei's eyes widened.

"You are Brother Ting's daughter-in-law!"

Zhang Yunlei was so choked that he didn't know what to say.

"He can't give birth, his butt is not big, so it's not easy to give birth." Shi Yunting shook his head, shaking his burden.

The audience response was particularly good.

"Brother Ting, when did you give birth to your little pigtails!"

"Then I have to ask when your second master married me." Shi Yunting answered eloquently.

Zhang Yunlei turned to look at her: "When will you agree to marry me?"

Shi Yunting was not to be outdone.

"When will you propose and when will I agree?"

Zhang Yunlei didn't expect this little girl to get into a fight with him.

"I beg you to agree?"

Shi Yunting couldn't deny that he raised his eyebrows, and the corner of his right lip curled up.

The little girl in the audience screamed as she was teased.

Zhang Yunlei was also teased and stimulated, and his Adam's apple twitched.

The author has something to say:

The audience of Team Nine did not expect that Brother Ting almost couldn't make it.

When Brother Ting went down to play:

Fang Jiuli (wiping sweat): Why hasn't the captain come up yet?

Ning Jiupin (calmly sorting things out): What is the captain's wife doing down here.

Fang Jiuli (thinks it makes sense): Luo Xiaoyi went down and asked.

The second master who was bullied by Brother Ting and the girls

Brother Ting, who is perfunctory in strength

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