Chapter 1134

Name:Hello Mr. King Author:Bright Phoenix
During the tour, the happiest person must be 66. His character has become a lot more cheerful and likes to laugh more.

After coming back, Yun thought about staying in DIDU for a week. After attending the opening ceremony of the animation production company, he packed up his things and rushed to the last location of the crew.

But in mid March, Yun wanted to think of it. She felt as if she had directly transitioned to the heat of midsummer.

"It's too hot." Yun wants to drill into the RV immediately after shooting the play. His son and husband are here and can spend the summer.

"It can reach 80 degrees here at the hottest time." Song Mian handed the prepared summer heat lowering soup to Yun to think about it.

After pouring two mouthfuls, he finally felt that his throat was not going to spit fire. Yun thought about walking to the place with air conditioning. Song Mian specially set it here. In front is the window, so he can have a panoramic view of the outside.

Looking at the staff outside, sweating like rain, the cloud thought and asked: "a Mian, find someone to cook more summer soup and send everyone a bowl."

Song Mian's lips burst, and her fingertips pointed to the tip of her nose: "I've already prepared it for you. Let them carry it over at lunch later."

Song Mianhe came with his son. Yun thought it was a great blessing. Except for filming, most of her were in the RV.

If you want to take a bath, you can take it at any time. Song Mian goes through three meals a day. You can come back to play with your son after filming.

In order to avoid the boredom of June 6, song Mian also prepared a lot of tools for puzzle games and made a lot of room for the RV, so that June 1 can't feel bored at all.

At night, you don't have to sleep in the hotel. You can hug with your family. That feeling is that you are full of energy no matter how tired you are.

The lunch was exquisite, which was the freshest food material that song Mian had stored in the morning.

Yun thought that when Meimei was having lunch, song Mian sent someone to get in touch with the person in charge of the crew and made several plastic buckets with automatic switches to form a recommended water dispenser, which let people carry a lot of soup and tea into it.

Everyone can pick it up by themselves, free of charge.

Originally, looking at everyone's comfortable expression after drinking soup and tea, Yun thought she was in a good mood. When she was ready to eat, her eyebrows suddenly jumped wildly.

"What's the matter?" Seeing that his wife bowed her head, song Mian immediately asked with concern.

"Just now the eyebrows and hearts jumped badly, and I was inexplicably flustered." Yun wants to tell song Mian truthfully. It's just a moment. Yun wants to calm down now.

"Put your hand out." Song Mian put down his chopsticks.

Yun thought about stretching out his thin white wrist and joked: "isn't it because the sixth sense has a bad omen?"

With his fingertips on the pulse of Yun Xiang, song Mian said with a smile: "your husband is a medical theorist. The biggest heartbeat in his eyebrows may be a local muscle spasm caused by a cold or overwork."

Yun thought about it and shrugged her nose playfully. In this regard, she, an ignorant person, can't argue with a university student.

Song Mian, who felt the pulse for Yun, flashed a trace of confusion at the bottom of his eyes.

"What's the matter?" Looking at her husband's cloud all the time, she thought about it and quickly asked.

"You are in good health." Song Mian said, "there are no symptoms of cold entering the body or excessive fatigue, and there are no other diseases."

Yun thought that he had just entered the crew for a few days and was taken care of by song Mian. He was really healthy. It is reasonable to say that he would not jump wildly in the center of his eyebrows.

"Let me say, this is the sixth sense." Yun thought about chuckling.

"I'll give you a head massage later to relieve yourself." Song Mian looked at his wife helplessly and felt that he should take precautions.

"Ah?" The cloud thought of instant panic and became an expression bag.

Song Mian couldn't help laughing. He reached out and pinched her tender little face: "I'll be gentle."

"Only you believe that." Cloud thought angrily, "Mr. Song, you will make me dare not easily tell you what's wrong with me in the future!"

"Taboo disease and avoid medicine is not a qualified doctor's family." Song Mian took a cloud and thought about the lettuce leaf he didn't like most.

Yun thought about clamping it up and staring at Song Mian fiercely. He bit the dish into his mouth and chewed it hard.

Even if Yun thought about protesting again, she didn't escape from the clutches after all. Fortunately, she didn't live with the crew at night, otherwise she had to make a big deal, which made her show her teeth in pain, but on June 6, Yun thought she could only try her best to bear it.

Although it was painful that night, the next day was really refreshing.

Because it's early and the weather is not very hot, Liu Liu can't be locked in the RV all day. Song Mian takes Liu Liu down for a walk at this time of day.

They come to the scenic spot for shooting, which should be approved by relevant departments. Even tourists can't come, so they don't worry about reporters.

However, song Mian seldom took Liu Liu to a place with a large crew. He was worried that everyone was rare and caused panic to him. Yun thought about it, he couldn't be small and keep people close, which would easily lead to contradictions.

But today, when Yun was half seated, song Mian came to her helplessly with a tearful 66 hanging from the corners of his eyes.

"What's the matter? Six six is ill?" Cloud thought, regardless of others, immediately asked with concern.

"I have no problem with my health. I just don't know why I don't want to be with me today. I always have my mother." Song Mian was bewildered by Liu Liu's crying just now. When he saw the safe cloud, he was relieved.

"Mom, mom, hug..." Liu saw the cloud dimly with tears and thought. He immediately flattened his mouth and stretched out his hand to his mother.

Cloud thought that he was so distressed that he quickly held his son in his arms: "Mom's baby, what's the matter?"

The little guy tooted his mouth slightly and lay on his mother's shoulder with a wronged face. He just didn't talk, but he didn't cry in the end.

Cloud thought that he had no choice but to hold the little guy to continue modeling.

"Think about it, you are finally willing to take your son out." He Xingzhou finally saw Yun's son and was immediately attracted, "lying in the slot, I really want to take it away and take it for myself."

"Hum." Liu Liu snorted and turned his little face to the other side.

The eight month old boy is really arrogant. He Xingzhou actually wants to tease for a while. However, he hasn't put on makeup yet. He's in a hurry and can only give it up.

The clouds think about the cumbersome ancient costume, the make-up artist is going to put makeup on her, and when the foundation fluid is brought, 66 immediately starts to cry.

"What's the matter, baby? Tell mom what's wrong." Six six one to be clever, today is too abnormal.

Song Guan personally squatted down to give his son a good aftermath, but once the bottle of liquid foundation was handed to him, he frowned and sniffed and his face was cloudy.