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Chapter 332 Opening the Sky

"I could have endured the darkness if I had never seen the light."

This sentence is a true portrayal of Chinese movies. In 1980, "Shaolin Temple" set a box office record of 161 million yuan with an average ticket price of only 10 cents.

Newspapers published articles one after another: "The glorious age of Chinese cinema is coming!"

20 years have passed, to everyone's surprise, instead of taking off, Chinese movies have fallen into the abyss. Today, let alone 100 million, more than 10 million is enough for people to celebrate.

Movies have become a well-known money-loser.

Chinese Opera Auditorium.

Han Qiao was in a suit and leather shoes, modest and courteous, nodding and smiling from time to time. As he walked along, he was like a knife cutting through the water. He was like a bright moon, and soon the stars surrounded him, supporting him, and their eyes followed his back.

"This is really enough to make him squeal."

Zhang Ziyi pursed her lips, her fair and tender cheeks were cold, she crossed her arms with her chest and spoke in a teasing tone.

She didn't want to join in the fun at Hanqiao at all, and she had a grudge in her heart.

Singing "Conquer" in public is only as boring as Han Qiao, isn't he childish?

"Why, Han Qiao has provoked you?" Zhang Yimou was a serious person and rarely smiled. He glanced sideways at Zhang Ziyi's pretty face. Zhang Ziyi looked like a standard Chinese lady, with delicate features and a temperament between glamorous and cool.

Pretty.

Hey! This guy Han Qiao is really cool.

It would be a good idea to cast him to play the role of Han Captou!

Zhang Yimou pointed at Han Qiao, rubbed his tongue, and said with a smile: "His Pangu Kaitian Project is a major event for Chinese-language films and can afford such an honor."

"You and he are both excellent young people."

"No, Master Zhang." Zhang Ziyi turned his head to the side, politely, smiled softly with his red lips, twitched the bridge of his nose, and hummed a little playfully: "I don't even care about him."

"It's okay to ignore him. You have a lot of antagonistic scenes in House of Flying Daggers. Han Qiao is a good actor. I usually learn more from him."

"I know, Mr. Zhang."

Zhang Ziyi respected Zhang Yimou very much and agreed honestly.

………………

The "Pangu Open Sky Plan" is proceeding in an orderly manner.

Han Qiao did not expect such a good effect. In the final analysis, he still underestimated the miserable market of Chinese films. It is of great significance for him to stand up and support young directors.

first.

Han Qiao himself is a great leader with outstanding achievements, and his legacy has been passed down from generation to generation. Moreover, he is still a young man. Now that he has stepped forward, he will undoubtedly put other veteran leaders on the fire and force them to express their stance.

otherwise.

The reporter allowed the veteran director to see what the uncrowned king is in every minute.

It's light to mock the leader's low level.

Secondly.

Han Qiao is a big shot in the entertainment industry, owns a company, and is one of the top figures in the Beijing circle. He supports movies, which will undoubtedly provide reassurance to other companies in the industry who are waiting and watching.

With the signing ceremony concluded.

Gu Changwei, Ning Hao, and Huang Zhenzhen were all in a very good mood, especially Gu Changwei, who was crying all the time. He was already very old, and he would wipe his tears from time to time. His wish for decades had finally come true.

Looking at his wife who was also crying with joy in the audience, I couldn't help but sigh: "Han Qiao really has nothing to say to him."

Ning Hao didn't lose his composure, but he was still very excited and his face turned red. He couldn't even think of 7 million!

Huang Zhenzhen, the only female director, was much calmer. This was her third film. She looked at Han Qiao with curious eyes. It was normal for her to be looking for investment in a movie. She came to the door and said, "I heard that you have a new movie. I want to invest 5 million."

Don’t interfere with anything.”

Unheard of.

She was worried that she might have been scammed.

I didn't expect Han Qiao to be so young.

But so courageous.

Flash lights filled the sky, and the first batch of directors of the Pangu Kaitian Project and Han Qiao were successfully captured in the camera, and they will appear on all major entertainment pages tomorrow.

After the signing ceremony, during the interview session, the female host was Wang Fei from Enlight Media. After so many years of training, the once young girl became elegant and professionally dressed. She looked at Han Qiao with a smile and asked questions that everyone cared about.

: "Brother Han, we all know that the film industry is in recession. Many people say that film is an investment desert. Why do you go against the trend?"

"Maybe it's because I am also a young director." Han Qiao pretended to be sad: "I am a young director, and I know that this line of work is not easy."

"But I still want to say it."

After a pause, his eyes were firm: "If the film industry is in recession, will you stop making movies?"

"Because the film industry is in recession, I know that many behind-the-scenes staff are out of work, and there are also many new directors who don't have any opportunities. Since I have the ability, I will try to provide everyone with a job opportunity, and also give some new

Directors are given a chance to show their talents, otherwise these directors will disappear after two or three years, and no matter how talented they are, because there is no investment, no one will look for them to make movies, and they will end up changing careers."

Off stage.

The Chinese Opera Auditorium is not big, but it has hundreds of seats. It is almost full. Except for a small number of media, the largest ones are major media companies, directors, and behind-the-scenes workers.

Many people had tears in their eyes.

What Han Qiao said is reality. Many of the brothers who worked together on the previous crew have ended their relationship and returned home to find another career.

It’s not that they don’t love it anymore, it’s that reality doesn’t give them many choices.

Chinese movies not only have great directors, but also countless behind-the-scenes staff, and no one sees them.

but.

Han Qiao saw them.

"Han Qiao is a great contributor to Chinese films." Wang Changtian of Guangming looked at his daughter looking at Han Qiao with admiration, feeling a little sour in his heart, this stinky girl.

"Buying fame and reputation." Mr. Wang's eyes were jealous and he chewed his teeth: "The peacock is worth 15 million, the big diamond is worth 7 million, and the six heroes are worth 5 million."

"An art film, a literary comedy, an absurd and pure entertainment film..."

"Let me see how much money he has to compensate."

Mr. Wang can’t even close his mouth when he smiles. With a total of 27 million, Huayi will be broken, let alone Pangu Film and Television.

This kid Han Qiao is looking for death.

Not only the big and small kings think so, they are all veteran filmmakers with decades of experience, so no one knows the details behind this.

Among the three films supported by Han Qiao, Gu Changwei still has a little hope, not because of the subject matter, but because of Gu Changwei's name.

The remaining two parts.

Han Qiao is really a kind man, please forgive him and accept the change.

On stage.

Han Qiao pretended to be fearless, as if he was willing to sacrifice his life and blood for Chinese movies. He used his arms hard and said loudly: "Although I am weak alone, I am willing to be a "pedal" and am willing to use my accumulated experience."

The resources that came down were used to support a group of capable newcomers during the downturn in the industry."

"I believe."

"Chinese films will definitely have a bright future."

"Crash."

The applause was overwhelming.

No matter whether Han Qiao is just trying to gain fame or he really wants to do something, people have spent a lot of real money.

Such people can be looked down upon and ridiculed.

but.

If you still step on it, that would be too cheap.

………………

"Old Han, congratulations."

After the ceremony.

Hanqiao sees off guests.

There is also a thank you banquet in the evening, but not everyone can participate.

The purpose of Han Qiao's Pangu condition plan was to dig out Ning Hao and bring him under his banner. To be honest, other directors were not of much use.

If you continue, you will undoubtedly lose money.

Losing money cannot be done by one person.

Huang Xiaoming is still the same as before. Except for his "unruly" smile, he is actually a nice person. He hugged Han Qiao familiarly and said, "Very energetic and handsome."

"Can you just say a few nice words?" Han Qiao patted Huang Xiaoming on the shoulder and said, "Drink a few more drinks tonight."

"Where are Brother Xun and Xiao Kun?"

"Xiao Kun doesn't want to join in the fun." Huang Xiaoming thought for a while and said in a relaxed tone: "He has a strong self-esteem, as you know, Brother Xun probably went drinking with him."

Han Qiao was silent.

Chen Kun's resources are actually very good, but he is still a little behind. Deng Chao, Tong Dawei, Yin Xiaotian... there are so many juniors...

He smiled and said, "What a big deal. If I have free time another day, I'll make a game and let the brothers come over to play."

"That couldn't be better." Huang Xiaoming was overjoyed. Han Qiao is now the most famous director in China besides the older generation. There are too many people who want to take advantage of his resources, so he has to speak...

A gust of fragrant wind drifted by, and Zhang Ziyi looked coldly: "Congratulations, Han Qiao."

"Thanks."

Zhang Ziyi raised his eyebrows and raised his chin: "I heard that this time you are going to Ulan Butong Grassland to learn horse riding."

Han Qiao watched with great interest, Xiao Zhang was also a beauty, and many people coveted the sleeveless dance performed by the blind maiko in House of Flying Daggers.

"Zi Yi has an idea?"

"How about we compete then?" Zhang Ziyi wanted to take revenge.

“The loser sings conquest?”

"It's a deal." Zhang Ziyi smiled with red lips. She had filmed a lot of horseback riding scenes and her movements were skillful. She could ride a horse galloping without a problem. Han Qiao was definitely defeated.

"Is Zhang Ziyi so naive?"

Huang Xiaoming looked at Zhang Ziyi's happy back and was dumbfounded. After all, she was also the number one actress in the country.

"She is not naive." Han Qiao smiled: "Proud people never admit defeat."

Xiao Zhang's waist makes it easy to ride a horse.

"Fuck."

"You smile so bad."

"Nonsense." Han Qiao was about to retort.

"Hanqiao."

Liu Yifei and Liu Xiaoli walked out of the auditorium. They were also invited guests.

Liu Yifei dressed very casually, wearing light blue jeans and a simple jacket.

"Sissi is beautiful today."

"real?"

"real."

Liu Yifei pursed her lips and smiled, glanced at her mother, put away her frivolous thoughts, raised her chin, and said with a cold face: "What? Even if you praise me, I won't be happy."

The little tsundere is back again.

Han Qiao looked at Liu Xiaoli.

Liu Xiaoli is much prettier than Liu Yifei. The long purple skirt highlights her slim figure, her long wavy hair, and her charming white neck line, especially her waistline, which is very tight and slender as a willow, with a dignified and elegant temperament.

"Sister Liu." Han Qiao stretched out his hand.

Liu Xiaoli hesitated for a moment, then placed her soft hand on Han Qiao's hand: "Congratulations."

Han Qiao quietly scratched Liu Xiaoli's soft and greasy palm with his nails. He was a little disappointed, but Liu Xiaoli remained calm.

"Sister looks very good today too."

Liu Xiaoli was confused and kept her expression. After the last time, she didn't know how to face Han Qiao, especially this hateful brat who liked to humiliate her. She snorted coldly: "Nonsense."

"Xiaoqiao..."

Han Qiao was about to tease Liu Xiaoli, but when he turned his head away, Jiang Wenli came over.

With a thought, he smiled and said, "Sister Jiang."

Jiang Wenli was also outstanding, but her eyes were slightly red. She said gratefully: "Xiaoqiao, your brother Gu is talking to Zhang Yimou now. I came here to thank you."

"If it weren't for you, it would be really difficult for you, Brother Gu, to make this movie."

"Sister, one family does not speak the same language." Han Qiao said in a mean tone, "Sister, this is Liu Xiaoli, who is also my sister."

Jiang Wenli had no doubt that he had it, and smiled brightly: "Hello, I am Jiang Wenli."

Liu Xiaoli looked at Jiang Wenli.

Han Qiao has really good taste. Jiang Wenli is a typical northwest woman, with a small and delicate face, but a particularly plump figure. But this familiar scene brought back bad memories for her. This is how she fell into a state of losing control of her emotions and being cold.

Face: "Sister Jiang, right? I advise you to stay away from him."

"Sissi, let's go."

Liu Xiaoli left her words without beginning or end and walked away.

Han Qiao was so frightened that his head broke into a cold sweat.

Jiang Wenli took back her hand, smiled as brightly as a flower, glanced at Han Qiao with charming eyes, and joked: "I usually flirt with other people's daughters, right?"

"I'm even sweating."

Said.

He took out a silk handkerchief from the sachet and handed it to Han Qiao, laughing and cursing: "You are young, don't incur any romantic debts, and come to my house for dinner tonight."

"OK."

Han Qiao probably thought that Gu Changwei was happy and wanted to drink three hundred cups from him.

Wiping the sweat with a silk handkerchief, there was a pleasant smell of perfume, as if Jiang Wenli's soft hands were caressing her face.

When I turned around and saw Huang Xiaoming, this kid was a little stupid and said in a confused manner: "Old Han, how many good sisters do you have?"

It's really weird.

Why the hell does Han Qiao like to recognize her sister so much?

"Don't inquire about social affairs."

As many big shots came out of the auditorium one after another.

Han Qiao was too busy to keep his feet off the ground. Only then did he realize why these women came one after another. It was because after the large army came out, there was no time to joke with them.

"Brother Wang, at the thank you banquet tonight, you must show your face."

"Hahaha, I won't go. Director Han Guangfeng Jiyue does all the big things that are beneficial to Chinese-language movies." The king is always slippery. He went to the thank you banquet in the evening and might bleed, so he declined politely.

Finally, he smiled and said: "Director Han, Huayi welcomes you at any time."

"I have time to be my guest."

The word "being a guest" is very strong.

Han Qiao was clear in his heart. Mr. Wang was saying that he would no longer be able to survive in the future and would go to Huayi to work at any time. He smiled enthusiastically: "It's easy to say. It's easy to say. I'm very greedy for the famous paintings collected by Mr. Wang. I'm just waiting to have time to appreciate them."

."

"Hahaha……"

Watching Mr. Wang go away, Han Qiao sighed in his heart: "Your Majesty, Huayi, your Majesty is the Dinghai Shenzhen."

Xiao Wang is in a mess in business. The reason why Huayi is so successful is that timing is fate. When the wind comes, pigs can fly to the sky. When the wind blows, the pigs are the first to fall to death.

Han Qiao plans to subvert Huayi.

This day is not far away.

……………………

"Brother Han, let's go first..."

In February in Yanjing, the spring is cold and the wind is blowing at night.

The streets were deserted.

Ning Hao was so drunk that he actually didn't have the necessary "shame" for a great director. During the entire thank you banquet, he drank the fastest sincerely.

After just a few drinks, I was completely gone.

Huang Zhenzhen stayed in a hotel with him. Ning Hao was so drunk that he had no choice but to feel wronged. He supported the boy with disgust and staggered into the car.

Follow the car away.

Han Qiao wrapped his clothes tightly, his head was drunk, but he was still conscious.

Looking back at Jiang Wenli supporting Gu Changwei, she thought for a while and said, "Sister, I won't go today. We will get together next time."

Brother Gu was really happy today. He refused to accept anyone who came and persisted until the end.

It's cool at night.

Jiang Wenli felt a little sorry for Lao Gu, so she took off her windbreaker and put it on Lao Gu. She was wearing a tight-fitting black sweater, which outlined her hot figure. Her beige woolen skirt was slit, and her plump legs were wrapped in flesh-colored stockings. During her movements,

Her legs were charming. Maybe she knew that she looked so indecent, so she was a little flustered. She looked around and saw that there was no one there. She supported Gu Changwei and smiled brightly with her red lips: "Okay, let's go down and make an appointment. Today, your brother Gu is indeed

Drank too much."

"Who...who said I drank too much?"

Gu Changwei's eyes were blurred when he was drunk. He raised his head in a daze, his eyelids were closed, and he recognized the person clearly. He stretched out his arms and hugged Han Qiao with a smile, and said with satisfaction: "Han Qiao, your brother Gu is awake."

"Walk."

"Go home and continue drinking."

"By the way, let's talk about Peacock's script."

Making money is not enough for a movie. Having money is just the first step, and there are countless other steps.

Gu Changwei has been eyeing this opportunity for so many years, and now he can finally flex his muscles and can't wait to settle down.

Han Qiao didn't dare to look at Jiang Wenli. Looking from here, Jiang Wenli spread out into sesame cakes.

I cried in my heart: "Brother Gu, you are forcing me to make a mistake."

"this late."

With Han Qiao's help, Jiang Wenli felt much more relaxed. She pinched her husband's waist and said with a hot temper: "You didn't know you were going to the north after drinking some wine, right? You don't even look at yourself now. If you have something to do, you can't talk about it tomorrow.

"

"Yes, Brother Gu." Han Qiao told the truth and didn't want to go. He was afraid of making mistakes. He still had morals and excused himself: "Maybe next time."

"Han Qiao, I regard you as my biological brother." Gu Changwei refused. His face turned red and his neck was rough. His voice was rough. He couldn't help but hug Han Qiao tightly: "Don't talk nonsense. It's not like I don't have room at home. I'll be here when I'm drunk.

Let’s stay at home and discuss the script tomorrow morning.”

"rest assured."

"I won't delay your afternoon flight."

"Gu..."

"Xiaoqiao, that's it." Jiang Wenli complained and slapped her husband, looking apologetic: "Xiaoqiao, your brother Gu is so stubborn. In this case, you might as well go home."

"Fine"

The car arrived at the entrance of the alley. The street lights in the alley were dim and the wind was strong at night. After getting out of the car, Jiang Wen leaned close to Lao Gu subconsciously, shivering.

Han Qiao took off his clothes and handed it to Jiang Wenli: "Sister, it's windy at night, don't catch a cold."

"What will you do if you give it to me?"

Jiang Wenli felt warm in her heart. Han Qiao, the younger brother, did not admit his mistake. He smiled and said, "We'll be home soon. Hurry up and put it on yourself."

"I'm young, I'm very angry, and I'm not afraid." Han Qiao insisted: "Sister, please put it on quickly. If you catch a cold, Brother Gu will say that I'm ignorant."

Lao Gu was so drunk that he fell asleep.

Han Qiao seems to be a random move.

Jiang Wenli looked at the clothes and was not polite. She put on the clothes and felt warm all over. The clothes seemed to still retain Han Qiao's body temperature, which made her feel warm. She smiled with red lips: "You are indeed a young man. He has great physical strength."

"Thank you, sister."

He helped Lao Gu get on the kang.

Han Qiao was so tired that his back ached. Two people were supporting him in front of him, and he was carrying him in the back. Lao Gu was really worried.

He sat down on the kang, touched his waist, looked back, his eyes widened.

Under dim light.

Jiang Wenli took off Han Qiao's coat. Maybe it was a little hot. She pushed her hair back with her hands. Her slender snow-white neck was already drunk. Her cheeks were a little flushed and her eyes were tired. Especially her back was straight...

hiss……

Han Qiao's ears hurt.

Jiang Wenli glared, grabbed Han Qiao's ears, and spat: "I dare to eat my sister's tofu, no matter how big or small, so put on your clothes quickly, be careful of catching a cold."

"Today you sleep in the east wing. I'll wash Lao Gu and then come over to spread the quilt for you."

Jiang Wenli really regarded Han Qiao as a younger brother, so she just thought that she was not careful and was used to being careless at home, so she would pay more attention after making up her mind.

But it’s not Han Qiao’s fault either.

I even felt a little proud.

This is a woman's confidence in her body.

Han Qiao felt warm in his heart. Jiang Wenli was undoubtedly a good wife and mother. He looked at her kneeling on the bed and taking care of Lao Gu.

Han Qiao thought that he should find a chance to tell Lao Gu that his wife was so nice, so she shouldn't mess around outside.

The east wing is a small bedroom.

Gu Changwei and Jiang Wenli have no daughters, so their bedroom is usually empty, but bedding and quilts are provided.

Han Qiao was also a little drunk at this time, so he fell on the bed, closed his eyes and rested. He felt panic under the pillow, took it out, looked at it with drunken eyes, and was so frightened that he was confused.

Oh My God.

Pink fairy wand.

Damn it.

Han Qiao's heart beat like a drum and he quickly stuffed it back in. Sister Jiang was so careless that she didn't even put away the crime tools. She usually slept on the love bed.

Within a few minutes.

As soon as the door opened, Jiang Wenli looked flustered. She saw Han Qiao lying on the bed, taking two steps in three steps, and said in a natural tone: "Xiaoqiao, the quilt hasn't been changed yet, so don't sleep yet. You go out, and I will change the quilt for you."

Han Qiao was granted amnesty: "Okay."

The yard shivered for a few minutes. Jiang Wenli hugged the quilt and looked as usual: "Okay."

"Thank you, sister."

"Xiaoqiao, Xiaochun usually comes to sleep in this room." Jiang Wenli looked at Han Qiao and said casually: "Don't mind."

Depend on.

Throw the blame to the niece.

Han Qiao pretended not to know anything and smiled: "Why would you mind."

"Sister, I'm a little dizzy."

"Go to bed quickly."

Seeing Han Qiao close the door, Jiang Wenli breathed a sigh of relief, and her face turned red instantly.

What a shame.

Fortunately Xiaoqiao didn't know.

Estimated half an hour.

The door was pushed open again, Gu Changwei's face turned red and he shouted loudly: "Han Qiao."

Han Qiao came to his senses: "Brother Gu, are you awake?"

"What are you talking about?" Gu Changwei sobered up a little and smiled: "Brother Gu, I will never get drunk after a thousand cups."

"Okay, stop bragging. It's so late. Why are you drinking?"

"I'm happy today."

Gu Changwei did not have to drink the second drink.

Han Qiao had no choice but to accompany him. This time there were only three of us. The wine was Shao Dao from the northwest, and the food was peanuts.

Jiang Wenli is a hero among women. Han Qiao can't drink much anymore, so she drinks with Lao Gu.

The wind was strong at night, making the branches of the trees outside rattle.

The room was very hot.

After a few glasses of wine, Lao Gu burst into tears again, his voice choked with sobs: "Han Qiao, I really want to thank you. I have been waiting for this day for ten years."

"What kind of thing is that boy Wang Quanan?"

"He used to be the little follower behind me and Lao Mouzi." Gu Changwei expressed his bitterness: "It's just a bullshit Silver Bear Award, and it's such a bullshit for him to complain about."

It's nonsense to say that Wang Quanan and Gu Changwei robbed Jiang Wenli. Jiang Wenli was originally Wang Quanan's girlfriend. During the filming of "Farewell My Concubine", Gu Changwei pursued her fiercely on the set, so Jiang Wenli followed Gu Changwei.

Wang Quanan was so angry that he vomited blood.

My good girlfriend is gone.

From then on, he and Gu Changwei competed with each other. At first, Gu Changwei didn't take him seriously. Unexpectedly, the films directed by Wang Quanan won awards many times.

Gu Changwei shrank now.

It has been languishing for many years. Now, it's all about movies. Who can't afford it?

Jiang Wenli's face turned red. Looking at Han Qiao's joking eyes, she took a sip of wine, put down the glass hard, glared, and yelled: "Gu Changwei, you drank some wine, you have nothing to say, right?"

"Sister..." Han Qiao interrupted with a smile: "Let Brother Gu talk freely."

"I love to hear it."

"You guys are itching too, right?" Jiang Wenli went all out, not sparing anyone: "You call me sister anyway, you just love to see my sister's jokes."

"This is not a joke." Han Qiao felt aggrieved: "This is because my sister is so charming."

"The more you talk, the more nonsense you get. Sister is the one you can make fun of."

"Your sister is indeed very charming."

Lao Gu was drunk, looking at his wife and Han Qiao going back and forth, laughing: "You didn't know at the beginning that when I chased your sister..."

"Gu Changwei!" Jiang Wenli couldn't sit still anymore. She slammed her hands on the table and stood up suddenly, glaring at Gu Changwei.

"Okay, okay, let's stop talking." Gu Chang didn't take it seriously, but looked at his wife with burning eyes: "Wenli, Han Qiao is here today, and there are a few things I want to say to you."

"If you have something to say, say it quickly, and if you have something to say, let it go quickly."

Gu Changwei was unusually shy, his face flushed, and he said coyly: "Honey, you have helped me a lot, but I have wronged you in the past few years."

"do not worry."

"From now on, if I, Old Gu Danfan, can't help you, I won't be able to..."

Gu Changwei swore.

Han Qiao was so anxious that he quickly advised: "Brother Gu, I know your sincerity, so don't take this oath anymore."

"Han Qiao, don't stop me."

"I must send it."

"I really can't let it go." Han Qiao was anxious: "Brother Gu, drink, drink."

You are not cursing yourself.

"Okay." Jiang Wenli was fierce, but she still couldn't bear it when her husband confessed so affectionately in front of his younger brother. She glanced charmingly: "Xiaoqiao said it, I reluctantly believe you."

Han Qiao looked stunned.

Jiang Wenli changed into pajamas after she came back. She was actually very conservative, but the moment was full of charm, and the smell of a married woman was like the spring breeze rippling on the lake.

Jiang Wenlish knew that she had made a mistake again. She glanced at Han Qiao silently. Seeing that Han Qiao had not changed much, she took a sip of wine.

Really need to pay attention.

I don’t know how long it took for the drink to pass.

It's early morning.

The three of them went back to their houses.

This night was full of ups and downs, and Han Qiao fell asleep.

I don't know how long it took, but the sound of a dog barking came from outside. The noise made him upset and he simply covered himself with the quilt.

Within a few minutes.

The door was pushed open from the outside. Jiang Wenli was sleepy and had drunk again. Gu Changwei snored loudly and teased her that she couldn't sleep. After getting up to go to the toilet, he groggily remembered the room where he usually slept and groped his way up.

bed.

I was wondering: "Why is Lao Gu so hot?"

He was probably drunk, but he didn't care. He crawled into the hot place like a kitten, and his whole body was hugged in his arms, and his eyebrows stretched out in comfort.

After a while.

The quilt was very hot, and I was drifting off from sleep.

Han Qiao was so drunk that he couldn't tell the difference between east, west and north. He thought it was Gao Yuanyuan and chewed on the place in his memory for several minutes. He felt sleepy.

Holding Gao Yuanyuan in his arms.

It's as comfortable as hugging a ball of soft pillows.

The room was quiet, the wind blew against the windows.

At 6:00 in the morning, the dog barked in the yard. Jiang Wenli's biological clock was up. She woke up in a daze, her body was heavy. She removed her hand and sat on the bedside. Her body was cold and her pajamas were thrown under the bed.

He plucked a handful of his hair and muttered angrily: "Damn old Gu."

Look sideways.

Her face turned pale with fright, and she quickly covered her mouth with her hands, her eyes widening.

Why is it Hanqiao!

I looked around and realized that I was in the wrong room. I looked out the window with panic eyes. It was still early and I breathed a sigh of relief.

Carefully move the long legs away.

This bastard boy.

Jiang Wenli raised her palm and glared at Han Qiao, who was fast asleep with his hand on her leg.

After hesitating for a moment, he put down his slap.

He moved his legs out of bed, picked up his pajamas, put them on, and quietly exited the room.

Return to the master bedroom.

Jiang Wenli looked at Lao Gu sleeping on the bed, her face turned pale, she had made a mistake.

Lying on the bed, with heaven and man at war in his heart, he didn't know what he was thinking, so he slapped Gu Changwei on the face.

Gu Changwei was dazed, touched his face, and said dumbly: "What's wrong with my wife?"

"Who told you to snore? It's so noisy."

"I'm sorry, my wife." Gu Changwei didn't know that he had an old problem. He was so sleepy that he simply covered his mouth with his hands to silence himself.

Jiang Wenli was in a state of confusion. Seeing Gu Changwei like this, she burst into tears. She lay on Gu Changwei's body, stretched out her hand to open Gu Changwei's hand, and said with tears in her eyes: "Husband, I won't say anything about you snoring in the future.

."

"What's wrong with you?" Gu Changwei was frightened, thinking that his snoring was a heinous crime.

"It's okay." With tears in her eyes, Jiang Wenli threw herself into Gu Changwei's arms and said affectionately: "Husband, I love you."

"Uh-huh..." Lao Gu is a big man, but Dachutiao also knew the situation at this time and wiped Jiang Wenli's tears: "Wife, what happened?"

"I dreamed that you cheated on me?"

"Ah?" Gu Changwei was scared to death and couldn't laugh or cry: "I dreamed that I cheated on you, and I deserved this slap."

(End of chapter)