Chu Ding picks up Chu Ding at the beginning of Korean entertainment

The wedding diary of the two is not like the wedding diary, but more casual. Luo Yingshi usually feels that the two get up late, so he specially prepared gifts for the two on the last day.

Before dawn, when there was just a glimmer of the sun in the dark sky, a group of people stood in a small courtyard.

Song Gewen always sleeps a little lighter than Yin Zhiyuan, and he felt a rustle in the yard for a while in a daze, and when he opened his sleepy eyes, he saw a glimmer of light occasionally passing through the curtains.

Looking back at Yin Zhiyuan, who was soundly asleep, he heard a soft snoring sound, got up cautiously, and opened the curtains to see what was going on.

Opening a corner, I saw that the small yard was full of people, all holding something in their hands. It felt like the outline of a musical instrument in the black mist.

Song Gewen squinted his eyes and saw that there was an imminent performance outside.When he just woke up, his reaction was always a little sluggish. As soon as he remembered the music, he immediately went back to the bed and covered Yin Zhiyuan's ears with a pillow.

Just picked up the pillow and put it next to the other person's ear, before covering it with force, he opened his sleepy eyes and blinked at himself.With a firm hand, this posture is somewhat awkward.

Not long after Yin Zhiyuan heard the music, he frowned and opened his eyes, just in time to see this scene, this posture.

"Are you going to murder your husband?"

The voice that just woke up was hoarse and flirtatious, and his eyes were fixed on the little sweetheart.

"What's going on outside?" The music played for a while, several scales were out of tune, Yin Zhiyuan put on his clothes and looked back at Song Gewen who was dozing off.

"I see a lot of staff outside."

After Song Gewen yawned, he reached out to Yin Zhiyuan for a hug.Getting into the other party's arms, the sleepiness became even worse, and she automatically acted coquettishly to the other party, "Honey, I'm so sleepy."

Yin Zhiyuan couldn't see his wife's aggrieved expression, so he rubbed his lips against the other's ear, and his doting tone rang in Song Gewen's ear.

"It's okay, go get dressed and go out to have a look."

Yin Zhiyuan put on Song Gewen's coat, and walked into the yard holding hands.

After seeing the performers clearly, I felt that my guess was right. The program group did not have the money to hire a real band, and all the performers were staff members.

"It's early in the morning, don't you sleep?"

The performance didn't stop, PD Luo walked up to the two of them, with a triumphant smile on his face, "Zhiyuan, isn't today the last day, a present for you."

Yin Zhiyuan was dumbfounded, and immediately retorted unwillingly, "It's all wrong, what kind of gift is this?"

"There are several wrong notes, at least it must be a real band, right?"

Luo Yingshi immediately changed from a successful smile to a confused and puzzled expression, why was it wrong?

"Where? What's wrong?"

"The pitch is not accurate, and the beat is missing. Why play the wrong one, why?"

Yin Zhiyuan didn't make any sense, but his anger was blunt. He raised his lower shell and questioned the PD, and went back to the room to get a cushion for Song Gewen, and let her sit on the rocking chair.

The orange-red halo revealed by the sun slowly separated the sky and the earth, illuminating the small courtyard.

Song Gewen looked at Yin Zhiyuan who was fiddling with musical instruments. She seemed to have discovered a new world. Among so many musical instruments, Yin Zhiyuan seemed to be able to play with everything a few times.Looking at Na Young-seok, who was bewildered and seeking knowledge, and the staff who sighed that Eun Ji-won is indeed ah.

She is married to some kind of treasure boy.

Yin Zhiyuan, who had played with the staff for a while, came back and sat beside Song Gewen.

"Aren't you a little bored? Do you want to go back to the house?" Yin Zhiyuan reached out and touched his wife's cheek, and felt a warm touch.

Song Gewen shook his head, put his hands on his chin and looked at his husband adoringly, "It's not boring at all."

"I'm so amazing, why can I do everything?"

Yin Zhiyuan lowered his head sideways, from Song Gewen's point of view, the little dimples on both sides are extremely cute, cute and arrogant.

Immediately afterwards, Yin Zhiyuan put his face in front of Song Gewen, what did he mean by insincere words.

Song Gewen smacked the opponent's cheek in a funny way.

The sun officially started to go to work, and the orange red sprinkled on Yin Zhiyuan's and Song Gewen's bodies, drawing a warm halo on the two of them.

Song Gewen rested his head on Yin Zhiyuan's shoulder, and the leisurely and simple days passed in the blink of an eye.

"I don't know when I will have such a leisurely life."

Yin Zhiyuan could hear the reluctance in the words, so why is he the same.

I like to wake up with my wife in the sun every day, and the two of us can cook like koalas without being separated.After dinner, you can listen to the sound of the wind and walk hand in hand on the beach.Or along the path, pick an unknown flower and put it behind the little sweetheart's ear.

There was also reluctance in his tone, "I don't want to leave this place."

"Do you want PD to buy this place?"

Song Gewen smiled and heard Luo Yingshi yelling from behind, "Zhiyuan!!!!!! Ann right!!!!"

She suddenly felt that she was not so reluctant, because Yin Zhiyuan was always here and never walked by.

As soon as the wedding diary was over, the manager picked up the two of them separately, and now all the work they saved during their leisure time came to them.

After a busy day, Yin Zhiyuan came back from the company and saw Song Gewen who was packing his luggage. He knew that Little Sweetheart was going to join the group, but he didn't expect it to be so soon.

There was a bit of grievance in the voice, "Is my wife going to join the group so soon?"

Song Gewen threw the clothes into the suitcase, and suddenly felt a little embarrassed to talk about the fact that he was going to join the group tonight.

Standing up and putting his arms around Yin Zhiyuan's waist, he began to act like a baby, "Is husband tired today?"

Yin Zhiyuan rubbed the head in his arms, softened his voice, and put his chin on the top of the opponent's head.

"Not tired. Not tired thinking of you."

"How are you feeling?"

Yin Zhiyuan did not hear the strange tone, and continued, "Of course, you are my wife, and you are in a good mood every day."

Song Gewen really didn't know if Yin Zhiyuan was in such a good mood after a while, he raised his head and kissed the other party's chin.

"Okay, I'm going to join the team today."

"Today?" Yin Zhiyuan's voice suddenly rose, and he looked down at the woman in his arms.

He said quietly, "When?"

Song Gewen's mosquito-like voice sounded, "I'm going downstairs now, the manager has been waiting downstairs for a while."

Yin Zhiyuan let go of Song Gewen, lying on the sofa with a very aggrieved tone.

"I'm so tired today, and I'm not in a good mood."

Song Gewen looked at the childish Yin Zhiyuan, sat on the sofa and rubbed Yin Zhiyuan's hair.

At this time, I have to coax and say, "Just for a while, I don't have any role to play, so I will come back to live."

"Can't we leave tomorrow?" Yin Zhiyuan sat up, the wife he married was about to join the team, God knows how uncomfortable it would be to be alone.

Ben stared at Little Sweetheart with downcast eyes, and leaned forward to carefully trace the shape of each other's lips, until they were slightly red and swollen before parting.

"Let's go, I'll take you to the car."

"Don't be unhappy, I'm not eating well anymore, don't be picky eaters, and drink less wine."

"Play less games, do you know that you want to clear the level with me. Huh?"

Yin Zhiyuan listened to Song Gewen's nagging from entering the elevator to the underground garage. With so many requests, he only felt the warmth flow into his heart.

He reached out and pressed the other person's hat, and lifted the suitcase to the car.

"Come and hug."

Yin Zhiyuan pulled Song Gewen into his arms, reluctant to part with Sweetheart, and was about to let go, but was hugged by his wife instead.

"Holding for a while." At first, Song Gewen just felt sorry that they were really going to separate. After nagging so much, she realized that she was the one who was most reluctant to leave.

"Okay, I'll definitely take you home in a while."

Yin Zhiyuan held the face of the little sweetheart, and pecked, "Call the work and give me the video, don't smile too happily at other people. Come back and bring me a gift."

"Gift? What gift does my husband want?" Song Gewen pinched Yin Zhiyuan's face. He was a little thin recently, so he should make up for it.

"You." Yin Zhiyuan smiled and pecked again before letting go of his arms around the other's waist.

"it is good."

The author has something to say:

Go out and play before you go home

So today I want to urge myself to make another chapter! ! ! !

otherwise

Or fine me to eat a few more biscuits?