Flash marriage in the entertainment industry

The news that Huo Jinglin accompanied Lin Yan to the filming was captured by some tabloid reporter. The next day, major newspapers, gossip magazines and even online media platforms posted photos of the two of them on the set one after another.

Reporters who wanted first-hand news ran to the set to block people.

Then they saw the difference between the bodyguards following Lin Yan and the bodyguards following Huo Jinglin.

Lin Yan's bodyguards are very gentle towards the media, reporters, paparazzi and fans, even smiling and beckoning them to keep their distance when they surround Lin Yan.

Huo Jinglin's bodyguard...

No matter not mentioning it, I really feel weak when I think about it.

The burly man wearing sunglasses and wearing black clothes stood there, exuding the aura of "don't approach, if you approach, I will kill you" from the inside to the outside.

Huo Jinglin was eating lunch two meters away, but the group of friends carrying cameras and microphones didn't dare to rush over!

It's enough to think about it!

Lin Yan looked up at the vacuum around him, and then at Huo Jinglin who was drinking yam pork rib soup, feeling that something was wrong.

He put down the spoon and wiped his mouth, there was still half a bowl of soup in the bowl.

Seeing him wiping his mouth, Huo Jinglin frowned and looked at him, "Don't you want to eat? I just ate so little."

Lin Yan shook his head slowly, and asked, "Why do I feel that we are isolated?"

Huo Jinglin chuckled, scooped some soup for him into a bowl and signaled him to eat more, "What are you thinking, eat quickly."

Lin Yan blinked, feeling that something was wrong.

Let’s not talk about someone coming to hug his thigh these days, but at least one or two people who are not familiar with him often come up to talk to him, and share their filming experience by the way.

But what happened today, suddenly there was no one around?

Seeing his confused look, Chen Chen was anxious, and wanted to tell him that it wasn't that they were isolated, it was that they didn't dare to come if they wanted to!The circle of bodyguards stood there, who would dare to make do with it!

Lin Yan couldn't figure it out so he stopped thinking and continued to eat lunch with a bowl in his hand.

Not far away, Zhang Xinli, who was crouching in front of the machine watching the replay, turned his head to look in the direction of Lin Yan, holding his chest and sniffing.

Such a good publicity opportunity was wasted, and he can't say anything!

In the past few days, he has experienced Huo Jinglin's dominance, and he can't say anything about Lin Yan's treatment.

What he says is what, there is no room for negotiation.

"My heart is bitter." Touching his chest, Zhang Xinli sighed.

The assistant director who handed him the lunch was puzzled and asked, "Director Zhang, what's wrong with you?"

"I regret it, I regret that I agreed with Huo Jinglin to follow Lin Yan into the team!" Zhang Xinli took the lunch box and opened it, feeling even more bitter.

He is also a family man, so why doesn't he have such a good life!

What people eat is a nutritious meal carefully prepared by a nutritionist, and what he eats is a boxed meal that costs four yuan.

The husband accompanied and took care of her, he...

Forget it, don't want to, the more I think about it, the more sour I feel.

Lin Yan went to make up after lunch. Originally, his part should have been filmed in the morning, but because the actor who acted opposite him asked for leave and came over, his part was moved back.

Huo Jinglin propped his chin in a daze for a while, seeing Lin Yan started filming, he got up and came out of the shooting room, the assistant quickly came over with the document and opened it, "Boss, sign."

Huo Jinglin glanced at ten lines and frowned.

"Rework."

"..." The assistant blinked, feeling helpless, aggrieved and pitiful, "Boss, I have redone it four times..." Then seeing Huo Jinglin's gloomy face, he immediately changed his words, "I asked them to redo it."

Huo Jinglin walked towards the temporary office. Fortunately, all of Lin Yan's scenes were filmed in this area. If it was an outdoor scene, he would probably have to get a mobile van to come.

Scratching his chin, the handsome man narrowed his eyes slightly.

Seems like getting an RV would be nice too.

Boss Huo started to figure out, and then called to order a caravan to be delivered.

The little assistant trembled when he saw that his eyes were wrong, and then he heard the boss speak.

"Have someone send a caravan over in the afternoon."

"..." The little assistant blinked and looked at him in confusion, "RV...No..."

"Buy." Huo Jinglin looked at him coldly.

The corner of the little assistant's mouth twitched, and he mustered up his courage to say, "That...Mr. Lin said that you won't be allowed to spend money indiscriminately."

The corners of Huo Jinglin's mouth twitched, and he stared, "When did you say that!" He was with his baby every day, why didn't he know!

The little assistant looked at him pitifully, took out the phone from his pocket, clicked on WeChat, found Lin Yan, and showed it to Huo Jinglin.

Lin Yan: If Jing Lin spends money recklessly, stop him, and tell me anything over a thousand.

The corner of Huo Jinglin's mouth twitched, he threw the phone to him, and turned to enter the temporary office.

The little assistant hurriedly asked, "Boss, are you still buying a RV?"

"Not buying!"

The little assistant patted his chest, tilted his head to look at Lin Yan who was filming, and muttered in a low voice, "You're so obedient." He actually didn't expect that Huo Jinglin could be stopped by just a WeChat message. He knew how capricious his boss was. of.

At the shooting scene, Lin Yan changed into a set of pure white robes. A few days ago, during the filming, he mainly used black robes. This set of pure white robes was rushed out today.

Lin Yan, who came out of the dressing room, had combed long hair loose, half of it was tied up and fixed on top of his head with a jade crown, and the rest of the long hair was loose behind him, holding a paper fan in his hand.

With a swish, the fan unfolded, it was white, with no words!

Zhang Xinli was still nodding at first, Lin Yan's attire was really tasteful, but when the fan was opened, his face changed.

"Where are the words! Where are the words!" shouted at the top of his voice, Zhang Xinli was anxious.

I'm going to start shooting right now, so what's the point of using a white paper fan!

Lin Yan looked at the fan made of white paper, and asked doubtfully, "There are words?"

"Yes, cursive script. I don't know what to write." Zhang Xinli scratched his head. He actually wrote a manuscript when he asked someone to write it. The problem is that he has long forgotten it after a long time.

The corner of Lin Yan's mouth twitched, "It's really a fan, nothing else."

"..." Zhang Xinli turned to look at the assistant director, "Aren't there several?"

"Forgot to take it..." The assistant director also looked confused, this is not his responsibility, it is the props team.

"Then what should we do? Who can write calligraphy?" Zhang Xinli scratched his head, and didn't ask for cursive handwriting, just someone who could write calligraphy would do.

Lin Yan blinked again, touched his chin, "What do you want to write?"

Zhang Xinli looked at him and thought for a while, "The best kindness is like water, and it is peaceful and far-reaching."

"..." The assistant director was speechless, "Director Zhang, it's not suitable."

Zhang Xinli was helpless, "Then what do you write?"

Lin Yan thought for a while, and said, "A brave man knows righteousness, and a wise man must be kind. Write the word Huairen, and have a seal."

Zhang Xinli nodded sharply, "Yes, just stamp it with a big seal." When filming, there were a few scenes that required various stamps, which could be used directly.

Lin Yan turned his face away at him, "I'll take care of the pen and ink, I'll find someone." After speaking, he trotted with a fan, ran to the temporary office, and opened the door.

"Jing Lin!"

Huo Jinglin was sitting at his desk and was videoing Wu Ding'an, when he came in, he raised his hand to signal him to wait, "Ding'an will talk about it later, there is something wrong here."

Wu Ding'an nodded and hung up the video.

"What's wrong?" Huo Jinglin looked at Lin Yan suspiciously, and frowned when he saw that he was out of breath, "Why are you running?"

Lin Yan chuckled, walked over and took his hand and walked out, "Come on, show me a hand."

"What's showing off?" Huo Jinglin was even more puzzled, but he still got up and walked out with him.

"Write two brush characters, I took the wrong props for filming." Lin Yan pointed to the room not far away, "Just write two characters."

Huo Jinglin looked at him helplessly, pinched his cheek, "Who said I could write?"

"Jing Yu said that you can write cursive script." Lin Yan tilted his head to look at him, "Husband is awesome!"

Huo Jinglin smiled lightly, bowed his head and kissed his forehead, "What's the word?"

Seeing them enter the door, Zhang Xinli widened his eyes, "Huo, Huo, Huo, Huo..."

Huo Jinglin looked at him with disgust, "Huo what?"

"Mr. Huo!" Zhang Xinli trembled, "You want to write it yourself?"

"What exactly are you writing?" Huo Jinglin frowned, and reached out to pick up the brush on the pen stand beside him and dipped it in ink, "Give me a piece of paper."

The assistant director hurriedly laid out the rice paper.

Huo Jinglin looked at Lin Yan and raised his eyebrows.

Lin Yan blinked, "Huai Ren."

Huo Jinglin nodded and brushed a few strokes.

The word "bad guy" suddenly appeared on the rice paper.

Lin Yan got angry and kicked his calf, "Don't make trouble!"

The camera in the room started shooting from the moment Huo Jinglin picked up the pen, recording all the interactions between him and Lin Yan.

Huo Jinglin raised his eyebrows, signaled the assistant director to change the paper, and after a few strokes, the word Huairen appeared.

"Uh..." Seeing him put down the pen, Zhang Xinli opened his mouth, "I want to write on the fan..."

Huo Jinglin squinted at him with a disgusted face, "Say it earlier."

Lin Yan kicked him again.

The assistant director quickly unfolded the fan and put it on the table.

Huo Jinglin looked at him with a brush in his hand, "What do you write?"

Lin Yan stopped kicking him this time, and rushed forward to strangle him, "Be serious! Just this fan!"

Huo Jinglin was pinched with happiness on his face, he put his arms around Lin Yan's waist and patted his butt, "Well, good boy."

Everyone in the room covered their faces and couldn't see.

"Write quickly, don't make trouble!" Lin Yan blushed, wrinkled his nose and looked at him.

Huo Jinglin stopped making trouble, wrote the word Huairen on the fan, and took a seal to cover it in the corner.

Zhang Xinli was about to cry, he was so handsome, his words were so handsome!

It's not cursive script, it's running script written by Huo Jinglin!

Lin Yan didn't understand these things, but he thought Huo Jinglin's handwriting was pretty.

"Go, let's go, let's go." Lin Yan pushed Huo Jinglin away in a typical way of killing a donkey.

Huo Jinglin pinched his face, then turned and left, very cool.

Zhang Xinli fanned the fan, hoping that the ink would dry quickly.

Chen Chen took the water glass and handed it to Lin Yan, and asked in a low voice, "Mr. Huo can also write calligraphy, that's amazing."

Lin Yan nodded and took a sip of water, "I'm also quite surprised, I never wrote at home."

Zhang Xinli picked up the fan and handed it to Lin Yan, and said with a smile, "I didn't expect Mr. Huo's calligraphy to be so good."

Lin Yan shrugged, "It should be learned from the old man, let's start."

Zhang Xinli nodded, and greeted everyone to get ready and film.

……

Lin Yan's scenes are filmed very quickly, and it's very easy to act opposite him basically. He can lead you into the scene quickly, almost in one go.

The original [-] days of filming did not exceed the time limit. When the last scene was finished, Huo Jinglin invited everyone to have dinner at night, which was regarded as a benefit to the crew.

After dinner, Lin Yan and Huo Jinglin left first, they had to catch an evening flight back to City C.

After they left, the assistant director moved closer to Zhang Xinli and whispered, "Mr. Huo really loves Brother Lin."

Zhang Xinli turned to look at him, took a sip of his wine, "Of course I love it, if I don't love it, I'd stop working and come to stay with you? What do you think a temporary office can do?" He curled his lips and drank another sip of wine. Yue Huo Jinglin had to make a lot less money.

The assistant director cupped his face like an idiot, "It would be great if someone treated me like this."

Zhang Xinli gave him a sidelong glance, and said with a sneer, "How do you know that Lin Yan doesn't love Huo Jinglin to the core?"

"I can't tell." The assistant director shook his head, he really didn't see how much Lin Yan loved Huo Jinglin.

"Heh, I let you see everything. Who do you think you are?" Zhang Xinli seemed to be drinking a little too much, and his words were very blunt, "If it wasn't for Huo Jinglin, Lin Yan might be like this now? As for the Huo family That temper... tsk."

"Ah?" The assistant director became more and more confused, what is the Huo family's temper?

Zhang Xinli looked at him with his chin propped up, and said lazily: "Ah, what, go eat your meal." If you know something, you just need to know it, and others may not understand it if you say it.

Does Lin Yan love Huo Jinglin?

Of course love.

How can you tell that he loves Huo Jinglin?

Lin Yan lay sideways on Huo Jinglin's shoulder, closed his eyes and fell asleep soundly.

Huo Jinglin kissed him on the cheek tenderly, Lin Yan pouted and muttered, "Jing Lin..."

Huo Jinglin knew that he was not awake, he just called his name subconsciously.

There are only four seats in the first-class cabin. Chen Chen sat on the other side of the aisle, and took another photo, and then the flight attendant came to remind him to turn off his phone.

He planned to post on Weibo when he got off the plane. In the past half month, he has been abused anytime and anywhere. Although he is not single, he and his girlfriend are not so tired!

Lin Yan woke up not long after he fell asleep. He felt sleepy just after eating. He fell asleep in a daze on the way to the airport, and fell asleep again after getting on the plane. Had to sleep until the plane landed.

"Sore back." Lin Yan sat back in his seat and frowned at Huo Jinglin, "What have you been up to these few nights without sleeping?"

Huo Jinglin raised his eyebrows, "What do you mean?"

Lin Yan tilted his head and thought for a while, "You haven't slept well for a week," touched his face, curled his lips, "You lost weight!"

Huo Jinglin chuckled, put his arms around his shoulders and let him lean into his arms, "I thought you were asleep."

"I'm asleep. I still feel like you're around." He knew he wasn't awake, and he also knew that Huo Jinglin wasn't sleeping next to him. It was an indescribable feeling.

"So amazing?" Huo Jinglin was surprised, "What does it feel like?"

Lin Yan rubbed his chin and shook his head, "It's just a feeling."

The feeling that something is missing, the feeling that I can't sleep well.

It is a kind of dependence from mind to body, which is very mysterious.

Obviously, what he said pleased Huo Jinglin, the man laughed and hugged him and kissed the corner of his mouth, "Sleep for a while?"

"Don't sleep anymore, too much sleep is disgusting." Lin Yan looked outside the window, it was pitch black, "How long will it take to land?"

"15 minutes, rest at home tomorrow, if you are bored, go out with grandpa." Huo Jinglin thought that Lin Yan should do something at home, otherwise he might be bored in the next seven months.

Lin Yan nodded and hummed, planning to accompany the old man to the dealer's house tomorrow to see old man Zhuang, but he didn't know how old man Zhuang was doing recently.

……

Huo Jinglin was busy, because he spent a lot of time filming with Lin Yan, he got off the plane that night, took a nap, and then devoted himself to the next day's work.

Then for a few days, Huo Jinglin didn't go home for lunch once because of his busy schedule.

Lin Yan was worried about his health, so he asked the kitchen to cook soup for him.

"Yanyan, let the driver take you there." Mr. Huo said worriedly.

"It's okay, grandpa. I'm idle at home." Putting on his coat, Lin Yan turned around and took the two thermoses that Huo Ping handed over, "Thank you, Uncle Ping."

"Come back early." Mr. Huo watched him go out without forgetting to ask.

Lin Yan waved his hand to show that he knew, and went out to deliver soup to Huo Jinglin.

Huo Jinglin was losing his temper in the office.

Very loud.

"What are you all doing for food! You can't do a good business plan, financial statements, or design drawings. I pay you so much salary every month to let you eat, drink, and have fun, right?!"

There were a bunch of people standing in the room, not daring to breathe.

Wu Ding'an stood beside Huo Jinglin, glanced at the folders spread out on the table, and glanced at them.

Tsk tsk, no wonder the boss has such a temper, this design picture is really abstract.

Standing outside the office door, Lin Yan heard Huo Jinglin's roar from inside. He blinked and knew that his man was too busy recently and was a little angry, otherwise he would not have heard him talking so much to his subordinates.

After thinking about it, he still knocked on the door.

"Who!" Huo Jinglin said angrily.

Who doesn't have eyesight to come over and delay him from swearing!

Lin Yan pushed open the door and poked his head in.

"Home delivery!"

A group of people wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh. Huo Jinglin took a deep breath to suppress the fire pressure, strode over, took Lin Yan's hand and led him to sit on the sofa, "Why did you come here? It's so windy today."

"Bring you soup." Lin Yan smiled, glanced at a group of high-level executives, saw them looking at him pitifully, he thought for a while and said, "Let them go out first? Call them in after you finish the soup." scold."

Huo Jinglin was angry and funny, reached out to pinch the tip of his nose, turned his head and looked coldly at the senior executives.

"If you can't make something that satisfies me before I get off work today, all of you will get out of here!"

The senior executives breathed a sigh of relief, bent down to pick up the documents in front of them, and walked out the door in desperation.

Wu Ding'an was the last one to leave. When he left, he handed the folder he had been holding to Huo Jinglin, "Boss, this is a joint development project with Yongxin Real Estate. If there is no problem, I will contact their people." .”

Huo Jinglin flipped through the files and nodded, "You follow up on this project."

Wu Ding'an nodded and took a pen for him to sign, then smiled at Lin Yan and left with the document.

Seeing him leave, Lin Yan opened the thermos and poured out the soup, "Drink the soup."

"I'm exhausted." Huo Jinglin sat down beside Lin Yan, stretching his long legs in a relaxed manner, "The weather is not good, why do you bother, if you don't stay at home, take a good rest."

Lin Yan also poured himself a bowl to drink, squinting at him, "If I don't come, how can I see Mr. Huo losing his temper? Husband, you have been under too much pressure recently."

Huo Jinglin drank the soup, nodded and said, "There are a few projects that have just started, and they have to be followed up all the time. As a boss, I am more tiring than the employees."

Lin Yan patted his legs, "Lie down, I will give you a massage."

Huo Jinglin put down the small bowl, changed his position and lay down on Lin Yan's lap, closed his eyes, "What time did you wake up?" He left home at seven o'clock in the morning, and Lin Yan was still sleeping at that time.

Pressing lightly on both sides of his temples with both hands, and then combing his hair with fingers to massage the acupoints on the top of his head, Lin Yan thought for a while and said, "It's after nine o'clock. I threw up once after eating in the morning."

Huo Jinglin frowned, moved his head and put his ear against his stomach, "I can't hear the sound."

Lin Yan chuckled and pulled his ear, "What are you thinking, of course I can't hear it in only three months."

"When you were pregnant, your stomach was already bulging for three months, but this time it hasn't changed much." Huo Jinglin let out a breath, took his hand and put it to his lips and kissed him, "Thank you for your hard work. "

"If you say that again, I'll hit you." Lin Yan shook off his hand and continued to massage him. Seeing him breathing hard, he knew he was tired. He glanced at the thermos bucket and said, "Take the soup Take a nap after drinking, if you are always so busy working and not paying attention to your health, you will fall ill again in a short time."

"It's so easy to get sick, just finish this part of your work." Huo Jinglin also knew that he was so busy. He rubbed his face and sat up and continued to drink soup. "Let's grow up quickly, and then I can retire and enjoy lived."

Lin Yan was speechless, and said with a smile: "Then you still have to wait for 20 years, oh yes, they will soon have their fourth birthday, what gift do you want to give as a father?"

Huo Jinglin raised his eyebrows, he said that his life was all given by me, and he asked me to give him a gift?The two brats should have given me a gift.

"Huh?" Seeing that he was only drinking soup and not talking, Lin Yan looked at him puzzled, "What's wrong?"

"The two of them should give us two presents." Huo Jinglin drank two bowls of soup in a row and put the bowl down to wipe his mouth. "Can we have both of them without us?"

Lin Yan was completely speechless, and rolled his eyes to him, "Then go tell your sons and see what gifts they give you."

Huo Jinglin nodded with a smile, "You can consider it." He was already looking forward to what gift the two babies could give him.

Will Zuo Shuyou satisfy his father's wish?

Of course they will, they are good babies.

In the evening, Huo Jinglin went to the children's room to have a conversation with his two sons. Lin Yan didn't know the content of the conversation. Anyway, from that day on, he was always mysterious. look.

"What on earth did you say to Zuo Shuyou?" Lin Yan was curious to death, but he couldn't forcefully ask the babies to tell him, so he could only go to Huo Jinglin.

Huo Jinglin just came out of the bathroom after taking a shower, and took a towel to wipe his hair. He raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Want to know?"

Lin Yan nodded, of course he wanted to, he was so curious!

Huo Jinglin squinted his eyes and leaned over, put his arms around his waist and said close to his ear, "Honey, you are more than three months pregnant."

"Hmm." Lin Yan was puzzled, what does this have to do with how long he was pregnant?

Huo Jinglin smiled charmingly, "After three months, we can have sex."

"..." Lin Yan understood.

"Fuck at night, I'll tell you." The man who was suppressed was very rogue.

Lin Yan stared at his feet, "Go away!" You bastard, you actually want to take advantage of him!

Huo Jinglin didn't care about his little strength, he bent down and picked him up horizontally, "I won't roll."

Lin Yan kicked his legs and was put on the bed.

"It's better to roll the sheets." Huo Jinglin smiled and pressed half on him, bowing his head and kissing.

Lin Yan snorted, put his arms around his neck and opened his mouth.

In the children's room, left and right are lying on the ground holding paintbrushes, a small drawing board is placed in front of them, painted with various colors, and right and left are holding small scissors to cut paper. Don't look at the small hands, but they are very flexible.

The small scissors are only for children, so don’t worry about being accidentally injured. After cutting the right and the right, a small red flower was lifted up and asked: "Left and left, is it like this?"

Zuo Zuo raised his head and looked, "Well, there are more yellow and pink ones. Dad likes pink!"

She tilted her head to the right and thought for a while, then pouted, "Dad likes red!"

"It's pink!" Zuo Zuo grabbed a pink watercolor pen and painted on the drawing paper, and the roof was painted pink.

If Lin Yan was around, he would say that he likes any color and never chooses it.

What are the two babies doing?

They are making presents!

Huo Jinglin said, the day you were born was your father's punishment day. On your birthday, you not only need to receive gifts, but also give gifts to your father and father.

Left, right and left didn't understand what Suffering Day was, but they remembered Huo Jinglin's words.

They want to give gifts to Dad and Dad on their birthdays. What should they give?

If they have money, they want to do it themselves!

Then began the schedule of making gifts by hand.

They even asked the kindergarten teacher what to do as a gift for their father.The teacher told them that they could draw a picture and give it to their father. Left and right thought it was just bad drawing, so they wanted to stick paper-cuts on the picture to make the picture more vivid.

Of course, they don't understand what vividness is, anyway, they just do what they want to do.

It took two weeks, left and right gifts for dad and dad were made.

On the birthday of the two babies, Huo Jinglin didn't give anything, but Lin Yan gave each of them a golden key.

Holding the golden key, the two babies were puzzled.

"Dad, what is this?"

Lin Yan smiled and kissed them on the cheeks, and explained: "This is the key to your small coffers. Each person has a key, and each person has a small coffer."

"Little treasury?" He tilted his head left and right, with the same movements and expressions.

"It's in your room, and in the small treasury are the red envelopes you receive every year." Lin Yan pulled the two of them to sit on the sofa, "The money in the red envelopes belongs to you, and you can dispose of them as you like. "

Zuo Zuo blinked and asked, "Can I buy candy with money?"

"Okay, but Dad thinks you have enough candy." Lin Yan pinched his face, and the brat knows how to eat candy.

Youyou tilted his head and thought for a while, then asked in a childish voice: "Father, I want to give money to big brother so that he can go to school."

Lin Yan was taken aback, "What big brother?"

He raised his finger to the right and pointed to the TV that was playing. It was the program "Into the Mountains" filmed by the National TV Station, which told the stories of some children who lived in the mountains and could not go to school.

Lin Yan looked up at the TV, then looked down at Youyou, "Youyou wants the elder brother in it to go to school like you?"

Nod your head right and left.

Zuo Zuo also stared at the TV for a while, then suddenly said, "I'll give money to big brother too!"

Lin Yan shook his arms around the two of them, turned to look at Huo Jinglin with a proud face, "See, my son is so sensible!"

Huo Jinglin actually didn't expect that the two of them would say such a thing, it was really surprising.

"Sponsoring a child?"

Lin Yan shrugged and touched his left and right cheeks, "Since the small treasury has decided to give it to them, how to use it is their own business."

Huo Jinglin raised his eyebrows, "You won't let Zuo Zuo buy candy."

Lin Yan glared at him, "Don't complain!"

Lin Yan also thought about this for a long time. The funds run by Huo Jinglin have always been running well, and they also donate to many children every year. I don’t know how many Hope Primary Schools have been built in mountain villages.

But these are what they did, and there are still many things to teach the left and right, and they have to do it step by step.

"Father, Daddy, we also have gifts for you!" Left and right jumped off the sofa and ran upstairs.

Not long after, the two young masters took down a large painting.

He was taller than them, and the drawing paper was propped up with wooden strips, and the two of them were lifted down.

Huo Jinglin went to help and set the painting up in the living room.

"Wow~" Huo Jingyu opened his mouth wide in surprise, and turned to look at Huo Jingqi, "Brother, what do you think of the left, right, and right paintings?"

The two of them have been making the background just now, and now they can't help it anymore, the two babies are really good at drawing.

It’s not that the paintings are more similar, but that you can tell what they want to express at a glance.

Small flowers, small grasses, and big trees cut out of colored paper of various colors.

Paint colorful big houses and small houses with brushes.

There are also two adults pulling two children.

The most important thing is that there are words written on the side!

Lin Yan sniffed, he wanted to cry.

so touched.

Next to it is written: Daddy, Daddy, thank you for loving us, and we love you too.

There are two chubby handprints under the words. With tears in his eyes, Lin Yan pointed to one of them with a smile, "This one is left and right."

Huo Jinglin looked at a part of the blank paper beside him, and asked, "What's going on here?"

Zuo Zuoyou laughed in embarrassment, Zuo Zuo said: "This is for my younger brother!"

Nodding her head right and left, "Yeah, when my brother grows up, let him draw too."

Huo Jingyu reached out to hug the left and the left, and Huo Jingqi hugged the right and the right, kissing.

So cute.

"Third brother, hang it on the wall." Pointing to the wall of the living room, Huo Jingyu said with a smile, "It's definitely a play."

"The hanging is also hanging in our house. Why hang it in the living room? Don't show it to outsiders." Huo Jinglin smiled happily, and carried the painting upstairs. He had to find a hammer first. Frame it, it will get dirty if you hang it up directly, it is best to install it with a glass frame.

At this time, Huo Ping came over with a small cart, and put two nine-inch cakes on it.

The Huo family's cook is decathlon, making cakes and painting them with cream and fondant.

One left left, one right right.

Regardless of whether it looks like it or not, the two little guys are very excited anyway.

The little hands clasped together and closed their eyes to make a wish, and then puffed out their cheeks and blew out the candles.

"Hu~~"

Huo Jingyu shook the little maraca in his hand, "Happy birthday, you are four years old!"

Huo Jingqi walked over and put his arms around them and kissed them, "Uncle's baby, one year older."

Tilting his head left and right, he kissed Huo Jingqi one by one.

Huo Ping held up his camera to record the scene.

Several elders also gave small gifts to the left and right, and the left and right hugged them while kissing and thanking them, all of which were recorded.

Lin Yan leaned against Huo Jinglin's chest and raised his hand to wipe his face.

At some point, the tears of happiness could not be restrained. He found that he was very easily moved recently, and he couldn't help crying.

"Well, what should I do?"

"What?" Huo Jinglin looked down at him, saw him wiping his tears and said speechlessly, "Why are you crying again, you cried a lot yesterday."

"I can't help it, how good this picture is, if only they never grew up."

"..." Huo Jinglin felt that it was useless to say anything to the pregnant woman who was more emotionally volatile.

Cry, you will get sick if you hold it back.

Lin Yan buried his face in Huo Jinglin's chest and cried, he couldn't control it!

(╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻, it's so cheating!

Who stipulates that pregnant women can't control their emotions, it's really embarrassing for him to cry like this!

Lin Yan sobbed and wiped away his tears, finally controlled his tears, and took pictures with his arms around him.

Huo Jinglin looked at the patch of water on his chest and sighed helplessly.

I have to change again.