After the movie, she teased me under the guise of teaching drama [entertainment circle]

The wedding has come to a successful conclusion, and some scattered photos from some of the wedding attendees are enough to make many netizens envious.

[Those chairs, if I read correctly, should belong to a founding marshal's house, they are old antiques]

[Peng Peng's father is Peng Shang? !Shocked me? God]

While many netizens are discussing the matter, the two parties have already packed their bags and are ready to go on their honeymoon.

Although many well-known honeymoon spots in foreign countries are good, they are not as good as the great rivers and mountains in the motherland, so they did not plan to go to Bali or Hawaii, but chose to travel domestically for one month.

"Nearest first? Let's go skiing in Yabuli, and then go south and west. There don't need to be too many places, five should be about the same."

Gu Ziyan leaned in Peng Yuru's arms, holding a travel brochure and reading it.

"Okay, Yabuli will be the first, then Xi'an, Yunnan, Fujian, Suzhou, go around counterclockwise, and then return to Kyoto, how about it?"

Yabuli skiing, the historical and cultural ancient city of Xi'an, Dali in Lijiang, Yunnan, Tianmu Mountain in Wuyi Mountain, Fujian, and Hanshan Temple in Suzhou gardens.

There are things to play, and things to see and see. This is the most balanced calculation.

Gu Ziyan picked up the pen next to her and drew a few circles on the map, "Yes."

"Then let's list some attractions we want to visit now, and plan our time carefully."

Peng Yuru sat cross-legged, opened his notebook and prepared to record.

"Ah."

The two of them put their heads together and started discussing.

Generally speaking, the better you prepare for a trip, the better the experience.

Peng Yuru likes planned tasks, so she will make plans in advance, such as route budget and so on.

Hanging out with someone like her saves time and effort.

Sitting next to her, Gu Ziyan made some comments, fed her a few mouthfuls of fruit, and then the framework of the plan was completed.

You only need to fill in the specific scenic spots, hotels and transportation measures and it will be OK.

Peng Yuru flipped through the records in the notebook, and clapped his hands in satisfaction.

"Let's go to dinner first, then book a hotel ticket or something, buy some necessities tomorrow, and leave the day after tomorrow."

"Okay." Gu Ziyan stood up and stretched, "Speaking of which, your handwriting really surprised me? I'm a little surprised."

Originally, she thought that Peng Yuru's handwriting would be one-stroke, block letters or Xingkai, but when I saw it today, it was very unique, but if you look carefully, you can still see the structure of the characters.

"When I usually write for exams or other formal occasions, of course it's not like this. I? Will write a little slower."

Peng Yuru has always advocated efficiency. This kind of cursive-like font can save her a lot of time. What's more, can't she understand the words written in private?

Gu Ziyan nodded, with a look of understanding on her face, but her tone changed, "So, on my? birthday? birthday, you gave me? Is it a formal occasion to write on a greeting card?"

"Of course it's official. I practiced it several times before writing it."

Peng Yuru feels that every birthday they spend together is very important, "That was the first birthday we celebrated together, and we will celebrate every birthday you have together, and I will write you a greeting card and make cake."

"Yeah," Gu Zi responded excitedly, then thought about it again, "Do you celebrate your birthday in the Gregorian calendar or in the lunar calendar?"

"solar calendar."

The lunar calendar is a bit troublesome to calculate, so Peng Yuru has always passed the solar calendar.

Gregorian calendar?Wouldn't it be her birthday soon? Gu Ziyan remembered that her birthday was on April [-]st. Coincidentally, it was April Fool's Day.

However, this kind of western festival, Gu Ziyan has always been good.

Peng Yuru is not celebrating April Fool's Day either. Her friends know that her birthday is on that day, so even if it is April Fool's Day, they will not come to her.

Otherwise, she would not have chosen to celebrate her birthday in the Gregorian calendar.

"What would you like to eat tonight?"

"Let's be lighter." Gu Ziyan has a strong taste, and her appetite will be much smaller if the dishes are lighter.

Ever since she was with Peng Yuru, Gu Ziyan felt that she was on the verge of getting fat. Peng Yuru's cooking skills are really good, she always eats too much unconsciously, and now that the assistant and manager are not around, she also There is no one to supervise her, and it is too painful to want to eat less.

That's why I came up with this method to prevent obesity from the source.

But she stumbled.

The dishes were all light, but Peng Yuru took out a can of secret moldy tofu, which was fragrant and spicy, which aroused Gu Ziyan's greed again.

"I know you like spicy food, today's dish is more like mine, you can have some of this with your meal.

But don't eat too much, it's a bit salty. "

Peng Yuru thought that Gu Ziyan wanted light dishes to accommodate her taste.

Gu Ziyan thought: I? It's over, I? I can't lose weight, woo woo.

No, it can't be like this, she can't accept that she is about to become a doughnut.So, she shuddered, turned her head away, and pushed the can of moldy tofu hard, "Take it away, me? Don't eat it, you can eat it."

Woo, good pain.

Peng Yuru blinked, something seemed wrong, Ziyan doesn't eat spicy food anymore?

It shouldn't be the reason, what is the reason?

She guessed, "Don't you like eating this?"

"Yeah," Gu Ziyan nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, reluctantly giving up, "I? I won't eat this, and I plan to quit spicy food. You have to supervise me."

"You really don't like spicy food anymore?"

"First? Try to eat less. After all, eating salty and spicy food often is not good for your health. Isn't that what you said?"

Gu Ziyan squeezed out a smile, trying to make herself look normal, her heart was bleeding, and not eating spicy food was equivalent to cutting her heart.

Peng Yuru nodded approvingly, "Yes, quitting spicy food is pretty good, I? Will supervise you."

Gu Ziyan gritted her teeth and made up her mind.

"If I don't hold back, every time I eat, I will let you punish me once."

Peng Yuru smiled? Smiled? "Okay, you can punish anything?"

"Anything is fine."

Not long after, Gu Ziyan paid a "painful" price for her impulsive promise—her voice became hoarse and she couldn't get out of bed.

During this month, the two traveled hand in hand around the map of Huaxia. They met many fans on the way, and they didn't bother to pretend to be themselves, so they generously signed autographs and took photos.

Until a long time later, Peng Yuru still clearly remembered:

When Gu Ziyan was skiing in Yabuli, she fell several times;

When I took a photo with the Terracotta Army in Xi'an, I was shocked by the real person who suddenly moved;

When climbing the Jade Dragon Snow Mountain, holding the oxygen cylinder was like a sick child, but in the end I carried her up by myself;

Shout out to the sunrise on the top of Wuyi Mountain, "I? Love Peng Yuru!";

Playing hide-and-seek with myself in the Suzhou Gardens, but was easily seen every time.

and also.

Northeast pork stewed cabbage, even eating for several days is not greasy;

Xi'an's crony noodles are so chewy that she can finish a large bowl in a record-breaking time;

The mushroom hot pot in Yunnan is so delicious, she and herself compete to eat chanterelles and velvet antler;

The seafood banquet in Fujian made her appetizing. She not only learned about new edible seafood, but also had a good time eating it.

Suzhou's royal dishes and pastries are excellent, and she likes squirrel mandarin fish and Dingsheng cake the most.

These beautiful memories, Peng Yuru took them into photos, made them into a photo album, wrote a blog, and recorded them for a long time.

After traveling around, although they ate a lot of delicious food, they also exhausted their energy. When they returned to Kyoto, the two of them rested in bed for several days before recovering to a full state of energy.

Rest is rest, of course it is just sleep, otherwise there will be no effect of rest.

During the time when they were out for their honeymoon, Peng Shang and Mo Yahan were not idle. They contacted a large organization in the field of fertilization for daughters and daughters, and booked places for the two babies who were about to be born in advance.

Outside the window? The sun was shining brightly, and the curtains in the room were drawn firmly, but it was still dark.

Peng Yuru opened his eyes, looked at the time, it was almost ten o'clock, "Baby, it's time to get up."

Gu Ziyan subconsciously hugged her, but she missed anyone, she squirmed in the direction of Peng Yuru with her buttocks pouted, and mumbled to hug her, "Sleep again~"

Peng Yuru rubbed her fluffy hair, "Have you not slept enough?"

Gu Ziyan yawned, "Actually, I'm not tired anymore, I just want to hold you in bed."

Peng Yuru pinched her face, "But baby, we? We've been sleeping for a long time, so we can't stay in bed all the time, right?"

Gu Ziyan said that she couldn't do it, so she acted like a baby, "Let's start again later~ okay?"

"It's okay to get up later, but..."

Peng Yuru turned back and cut her hand upside down and pressed it on the pillow, "You ate spicy food last time."

Gu Ziyan's drowsiness dissipated without a trace, she struggled lightly, pouted, "No."

Peng Yuru's light brown eyes locked on her, "Yes."

"No."

"How do you know me? Want to?"

"I do not know."

Peng Yuru leaned forward and kissed her lips lightly, then transformed into a biting, and finally a long tongue kiss.

She gasped slightly, "Do you know now?"

Gu Ziyan turned her head away and didn't want to talk to her, but her crimson ears betrayed her.

The quilt was kicked under the bed, white and slender hands gripped the quilt tightly, the clothes fell scattered on the floor, and the hair fell to the side of the ear, they were intertwined and overlapped.

"Baby, do you understand?"

"knew……"

Peng Yuru was persuasive, "Baby, where am I?"

"Inside me..."

"Where exactly?"

This question is too... Gu Ziyan was annoyed for a moment, and pretended to be annoyed, "Don't you know?"

It is only at this time that Peng Yuru can talk nonsense, and he doesn't know what kind of strange skill it is.

"I? Want to hear from you."

"I?……"

Gu Ziyan inexplicably felt a little dry mouth, so she stretched out the tip of her tongue and licked her lower lip. The next second, she unconsciously raised her slender neck and opened her small mouth slightly.

Her waist was arched high, fine beads of sweat oozed from her forehead, and her chest heaved violently.

When it was over, Peng Yuru took a box of wet tissues by the bedside, wiped her hands?, then took care of her body, and finally fell into a deep sleep with her in her arms.

This is basically their daily status quo.