"That can't be said." Han Qiao digs the pit, puts it in again, and draws a big cake: "Sister Yuanyuan, when we go back, we will draw a treasure map. In the future, we have children, so let them find them."

"At that time, grandson will read these letters, and at that time, we will live happily and happily in places where flowers are blooming."

"How can there be such a fairy tale?"

"There is no such fairy tale." Han Qiao's eyes were gentle: "Sister Yuanyuan is my Snow White."

Gao Yuanyuan couldn't stand Han Qiao's scorching eyes, and she was almost burning her.

especially.

Han Qiao has been very crazy these days.

The strong invasion and possession made her body and mind happy. Her cheeks flushed and her tender lips slightly opened, and she spat: "It's not serious."

His eyes looked at Han Qiao digging the pit.

The corners of his mouth raised slightly, disgusted: "Why are you so bad? You're cheating on your own children."

Han Qiao knew Gao Yuanyuan’s bottom and deliberately said, “Okay, don’t bury it anymore.”

"No." Gao Yuanyuan digged hard with her branches and ordered: "Build deeper."

"Get orders."

The two of them buried the glass bottle again and were sweating all over. The glass tower was only halfway up the mountain.

Xianglu Peak is still a bit far away.

The two of them played all the way.

When going down the mountain.

The sun sets, and there is a trace of afterglow in the sky.

Gao Yuanyuan was tired of walking, so Han Qiao carried her on her back. She was small and had a good figure. She hooked Han Qiao with her hands and rested her head on Han Qiao's back. She looked sad at the sunset.

The sunset is extremely beautiful, but it is almost dusk.

How long can she and Han Qiao maintain such a happy life? She feels sad and feels the temperature of Han Qiao, and her voice is very light: "Xiaoqiao, will you marry me?"

Han Qiao felt the delicateness of Gao Yuanyuan's thighs, and made a promise, "Sister Yuanyuan, of course, I will. If you are with someone else, I will die."

"Don't talk nonsense." Gao Yuanyuan felt tender and coquettish: "My mother hasn't agreed yet."

Han Qiao was very sad.

fortunately.

The aunt disagreed, and the aunt wanted to agree, but she couldn't hold the wedding, so that would be over.

"Don't worry, Sister Yuanyuan, I believe that one day, my aunt will definitely see my sincerity."

There are very few people on the mountain road.

The evening breeze blew Gao Yuanyuan's hair, and Han Qiao sang softly: "When you are old."

"The hair is gray."

"Drowsy"

"When you are old and can't walk," nap by the fire."

"Remembering youth."

"How many people have loved your youthful time."

"Love your beauty, false or sincere."

"Only one person still loves your pious soul..."

……………………

8:30 pm.

Han Qiao watched Gao Yuanyuan walk into the unit door, her face turned dark, and she turned around and got into the car.

night.

Yanjing City is full of lights and wine.

When he arrived at a private restaurant outside Chaoyang, Han Qiao sat in the car and sent the address to the phone.

A few minutes passed.

The phone was buzzing, Zhuo Wei: "Received."

The private restaurant is very high-end and remote. It is waiting at the entrance of Hanqiao. In a few minutes, Chen Hong walked over from afar.

summer.

Chen Hong's outfit is very simple. The black one-piece high-waist wide-leg pants and the waist-hugging wide-leg style completely set off her figure. The tall, slender, V-neck design is very visually impactful, and the sky blue jade pendant makes her skin look even more fair-skinned.

Elegant and confident.

Brother Chen Kai is so lucky.

"sister."

Han Qiao smiled and met him. He was very close to Chen Hong. From his special vision, he looked like he and Chen Hong were hugging each other.

Since it's disgusting Brother Chen Kai.

Of course, Han Qiao did not leave any effort and said deliberately: "Sister, is Director Chen very busy at night?"

My wife is not taking care of her anymore.

Chen Hong has it without doubt.

She combed her dignified bun, with a high waist design, a strong aura, capable and domineering, and chuckled with red lips: "Director Han, Lao Chen is not feeling well."

Without any worries, Chen Hong naturally said: "Director Han, please come inside."

"Sister, please."

The two stood side by side.

The distance is a safe distance. Chen Hong turned his head away, Han Qiao was so majestic, with a smile on his lips, and was extremely confident.

She had seen many young talents, and at this time, she sighed in her heart: "Han Qiao is only 23 years old and has the current achievements. What will happen to Lao Chen when he is targeting him like this?"

Chen Hong saw it clearly than Chen Kai.

Even if Brother Chen Kai beats Han Qiao, so what? Han Qiao's movies are just a part of his career map.

And Brother Chen Kai.

The movie is all about him. This time I won, what about the next time?

Han Qiao's two movies established his position as a major business director in the mainland.

In just two years, Zhang Yimou achieved achievements in decades.

Such a person.

Can't offend.

When Chen Hong thought of this, he was glad that Han Qiao was a humble gentleman with the style of an ancient man.

Old Chen targeted him like this.

Han Qiao still maintained a humble heart and did not blame Lao Chen.

"Xiaoqiao." Chen Hong thought it through clearly. She was much more kind to Han Qiao and had a grudge on the movie. Chen Hong took the initiative to provide the topic: "How many years have you been to Yanjing?"

"It's been 4 years." Han Qiao said with a smile: "I came in 2000. At that time, I was filming the Swordsman and auditioning for Lin Pingzhi."

"Time flies, so many years have passed."

"Xiaoqiao is very outstanding." Chen Hong smiled with red lips. Her jumpsuit was shaping her figure, with a V-shaped collar wide open, and she was full of bulging: "I have met many directors, but they are not as talented as Xiaoqiao."

Many people doubt how to hold the stinky feet.

Just so proud, no matter how disgusting it is, you can say it is comfortable or uncomfortable.

Han Qiao saw it at a glance, he avoided his eyes.

He disgusted Brother Chen Kai, not wretched, and said with a smile: "Sister, I only have some skills and can't afford to be a sister like this."

"Brother Chen is a great artist, and I still have to learn more from Brother Chen."

The two walked to the door.

After waiting for a long time, Chen Hong explained: "They only receive one table of guests a day."

Exactly made.

The two sat down.

After a while.

All kinds of dishes were served and Han Qiao tasted them. The shredded pork was too sweet and the review was bad.

The vegetables are too old, bad reviews.
To be continued...