Jiang MoChen felt that he couldn't think of Yan QingChi's innocence and innocence. He found it very strange. According to Yan QingChi's cleverness and his personality to save everything, how could Li Xinran fool him into that? How could he suffer from Li Xinran's Eat like that. Is it really because Li Xinran is Yan QingChi's first love, so Yan QingChi comes with a 1500-meter filter and is willing to do a low-pitched low. Jiang MoChen feels that if this is the case, he now wants to beat Li Xinran violently, so why is it really? What is so good about this scumbag!
Yan QingChi saw his face suddenly turned cold, a little confused, "What's wrong with you?"
Jiang MoChen raised his eyes to look at him. He felt hurt and a little angry. Finally, he could only say: "Next time this scumbag will call you again, you can directly transfer it to me, and I will deal with it."
Yan QingChi nodded, "But it probably won't, he now thinks I offended a big man, so others use him to mess with me, fearing that I will become a victim, so I wish I had never known me."
"Oh, rubbish." Jiang MoChen scolded.
Yan QingChi totally agreed, "Yes, it's the kind that is not recyclable."
The two people talked about Li Xinran and Yuan Mingxu's troublesome things, Yan QingChi took a bath and got ready to go to bed, but when he got out of the bathroom for Jiang MoChen to wash, he found out what Jiang MoChen was writing and painting.
"What are you doing?" He walked over, leaning over to look at Jiang MoChen.
When Jiang MoChen saw him coming out, he handed the pen to him naturally, "QiQi asked me to paint with him. You also know that I don't know how to paint, so when you come back, the three of us will paint together. Say then draw a swallow."
Jiang MoChen said as he took out a piece of drawing paper, "This is painted by QiQi. I was afraid that the bad painting might affect my image of my father in his heart, so I found an excuse to divert his attention, thinking When I see you, can you cheat for me?"
Yan QingChi smiled and sat down on the sofa. He looked at the swallows painted by QiQi, then looked at the paintings by Jiang MoChen, and said softly: "If you don't tell me, I really should think you are QiQi paintings. of."
Jiang MoChen couldn't help it himself, "What can I do, I am also desperate."
"Student Jiang, you need a teacher to teach in one-on-one small class." Yan QingChi looked at him.
Jiang MoChen was willing, but, "Teacher, you don't seem to have time."
"Wait next month, I will finish next month, I will teach you well."
"Then teacher, you have to hurry up."
"Unfortunately, the teacher has the final say."
Jiang MoChen sighed, "You paint first, and paint a few more movements and styles as you like. After I go back, I will say that I painted it and show it to QiQi."
"Understood, go take a shower."
Jiang MoChen got up and watched him staring at the drawing paper in front of him with a pen, his eyebrows focused, and he bent over and kissed him on the cheek.
Yan QingChi was a little surprised, reflexively looked up at him, "What are you doing?"
Jiang MoChen squeezed the place where he had just kissed, and said warmly, "Knowing the book and understanding."
Yan QingChi was amused by these four words, "I? Know the book and be reasonable?"
"Can't it?"
Yan QingChi shook his head with emotion, "Unexpectedly, I also had a day when I was said to be knowledgeable, it was not easy."
Jiang MoChen smiled, "Draw your picture well."
While talking, he walked towards the bathroom.
The moment the door closed, Jiang MoChen looked at Yan QingChi who was lowering his head to draw, and he was slightly relieved. He has been thinking about their rings since Yan QingChi left on his birthday. Jiang MoChen had a preliminary idea. After communicating with the designer, he also got the designer's approval. Only one thing is more troublesome, that is, he will not Draw.
He and Yan QingChi's ring, he doesn't want to fake other hands, so he can only let Yan QingChi help him. However, Jiang MoChen closed the door gently. After all, it was the surprise he was going to use to propose. How could he not let Yan QingChi know at this moment.
As for the operation of marrying first and then proposing, who has stipulated that no proposal can be made after marriage?
He owes Yan QingChi, he will make up one by one, confession, proposal, wedding, public, these links, one day, he will make up all of them. Their feelings are like a retreating train, unlike others who end in marriage-they have already reached the end, but they did not rush to get off the train, but slowly retreat along the tracks, in a different mood , To enjoy the missed scenery along the way.
When Jiang MoChen came out of the bath, Yan QingChi had already painted several swallows for him, some were simple, some were complicated, some were standing, some were flying, "All right?" He asked Jiang MoChen.
Jiang MoChen nodded, "Yes, it's pretty good."
"Then you can learn to paint. If you can't learn it, just give this to QiQi." Yan QingChi got up and stretched, "Hey, tired, go to sleep."
"Okay." Jiang MoChen carefully put the painting away and put it back in his bag.
In the afternoon of the next day, Jiang MoChen returned to X City with QiQi, and Yan QingChi continued to stay in the crew to film.
Soon, Christmas Eve came, and the crew prepared an apple for everyone, and even asked everyone to stop work early and go back to rest. QiQi's performance happened to be today. Yan QingChi returned to his room after finishing the play and prepared to connect with Jiang MoChen and let him broadcast live.
Wei Lan and Wei Xun agreed to spend the holiday together today, but Wei Lan looked forward to it for a while, but Wei Xun didn't come. He was idle and was a little curious about QiQi, so he followed Yan QingChi into his room.
Yan QingChi was helpless, "You are really idle."
"Yes," Wei Lan admitted directly, "Ah, I don't know if my brother is here yet?"
"He will contact you when he arrives, don't worry."
"I know, look at your son." Wei Lan urged him.
Yan QingChi sat down on the sofa, looked at his watch, and found that it was almost time for QiQi to perform, so he didn't delay any more and directly sent a video call to Jiang MoChen.
Jiang MoChen picked it up after a while, and Wei Lan didn't even recognize him. He put on makeup, retouched his eyebrows, and put on a pair of glasses, looking a little deserted, and wearing a mask.
"Wear a mask indoors, you are not afraid to attract others' attention." Wei Lan reminded him.
Jiang MoChen frowned, "Why are you here?"
"I came to see little QiQi."
Yan QingChi realized this, he didn't tell Jiang MoChen that Wei Lan knew about QiQi, so he immediately raised his hand and frankly, "I was wrong, I forgot to tell you, I told Wei Lan about QiQi. But he promised that I would not tell others."
Jiang MoChen was a little helpless, "When did you have such a good relationship with him? Tell him everything?"
Wei Lan looked proud, "A good person like me will naturally like me if he comes into contact with me. This is normal."
Jiang MoChen was very suspicious of this sentence. He looked at Yan QingChi and seemed to ask again, do you agree?
But what can Yan QingChi say? He looks at Wei Lan as much as he looks at his previous brother, so he can only smile slightly, "Let's look at QiQi."
Jiang MoChen adjusted the phone and pointed it at the stage. After a while, the performance began. Yan QingChi watched the stage slowly light up, and the children in Christmas tree clothes swayed from side to side with the music. Immediately afterwards, the children in reindeer costumes and antlers went on stage one by one. They held a rope in their hands. The rope was tied to a wooden prop sleigh. In the car sat a fat man in Santa Claus clothes. Little boy, piled with gift boxes behind him.
They formed two rows in the center of the stage, singing Christmas songs hand in hand. Santa Claus was sitting in the car, singing while taking out the gift boxes from the car and threw them down the stage. The gift boxes are very lightweight, and they should not contain any heavy gifts, so even if they hit someone, it doesn't hurt. When the parents received the gift, they were very cooperative and exclaimed.
The Santa Claus on the stage also got out of the car. In the middle of the stage, reindeer circled him and the Christmas tree was dancing beside him.
At the end of a song, the children bowed in a neat row and shouted Merry Christmas to everyone. The parents clapped vigorously and shouted "OK".
Then the stage went dark, Yan QingChi heard Jiang MoChen say, "You wait."
The phone lens began to shake.
"What did he do?" Wei Lan asked Yan QingChi.
Yan QingChi has lived with Jiang MoChen for so long, and he has some understanding of him, "It should be to go backstage to see QiQi."
Wei Lan quickly nodded "oh oh oh".
After a while, the white light appeared on the phone screen again, followed by a few childish speeches.
"What is this?"
"I'll give this to you, will you exchange it with me?"
"Oh, don't pull my tail anymore, you have it yourself."
Then Yan QingChi heard his familiar voice, "Dad."
The voice was small and soft, but it was hard to hide the excitement. A small head came into the camera, it was QiQi.
Jiang MoChen quickly straightened the phone and QiQi's entire upper body appeared on the screen. They seemed to have chosen a quiet place, and they could no longer hear the voices of other children.
Yan QingChi saw that QiQi was still wearing that little reindeer's clothes, wearing antlers, cute and soft. Yan QingChi knew he was afraid of life, so he pushed Wei Lan out of the lens. Wei Lan was a little dissatisfied, but he was helpless.
Yan QingChi looked at the little reindeer in the video and smiled, "Daddy just saw it, QiQi did a great performance."
"Really? Really saw it?"
"Well, I heard QiQi sing, and QiQi sings very well."
QiQi blushed and didn't know if it was hot or shy. "Look, dad," he held up a bag like a fluffy Christmas stocking. "This is a Christmas gift from the teacher to reward us."
"Wow," Yan QingChi expressed his amazement very cooperatively, "It looks great."
QiQi nodded, then lowered his head, opened the bag in front of him, and took out the contents.
"It's a deer." He shook the deer in his hand at Yan QingChi.
"Well, it's cute."
QiQi put the deer in again, and then continued to dig out, "What is this?"
He took out a small box with a ribbon right on the side, shook it, and put it on his ear to listen. Then he handed it to Jiang MoChen and asked for help: "What is this?"