By the end of the last group photo, it was already one o'clock in the morning.

I only felt that my cheeks were stiff, and Qin Ye couldn't help but rub his face.

In the next moment, a faint mint fragrance hit, and his feet were empty, and he was hugged horizontally.

"Brother, I miss you!"

Hooking Jun Moting's neck and leaning on his arms, Qin Yemeng asked softly, "What about you, did you miss me today?" ”

At a glance, I could see that the girl was so tired that she was almost prostrating, but she was afraid that he would be distressed, so she was talking to him with all her strength.

Jun Moting had a feeling that his heart was about to be crushed.

"Good ......"

Bowing his head and kissing Qin Ye on the forehead, Jun Moting said softly: "Close your eyes and rest for a while, let's go home." ”

"Hmm."

Responding softly, Qin Ye was like a cat, rubbing in Jun Moting's arms and finding a comfortable position.

In the next moment, his arm slowly drooped and fell into a stupor.

Striding towards the parking lot, Jun Moting's eyes were full of pride and distress.

When he arrived, the concert had already begun.

I have to admit that Qin Ye was born for the stage!

Movement and stillness complement each other, and the girl is radiant.

And when she stepped out of the stands, she used her words and deeds to interpret what a high-quality idol should be like.

In front of him, Qin Ye is responding to fans' requests.

On the Internet, there are countless coconuts who are shouting their love.

Qin Ye and her coconuts used each other's actions to prove to each other that she and them were both worth it!

She deserves their following!

And they deserve all the way she can repay!

However, I still feel distressed!

The more gentle and subtle the movements, the smoother the car was to drive as smoothly as possible, and when he finally put Qin Ye on the big bed, Jun Moting couldn't help but exhale.

In the next moment, the girl rolled over and woke up.

"Husband, I'm hungry!"

Softly coquettish, seeing Jun Moting's eyes shining helplessly downstairs, Qin Ye stretched his waist and changed into home clothes and went downstairs.

A few minutes later, the fragrant steak was served to the table with a sizzling sound.

On the dinner plate, the steak is filled with the aroma of meat, the eggs next to it are white and fat, and the orange-yellow egg yolk seems to be flowing in the next moment.

Broccoli is turquoise, carrots are orange-red.

It's colorful and looks great with it.

The visual and taste buds were opened at the same time, and Qin Ye's index finger moved!

It was almost two o'clock after the meal, and Qin Ye didn't even get off the ground, so he was carried back to the bedroom by Jun Moting.

The soup was full of food, and there was a man massaging his back with moderate strength, Qin Ye didn't even know when he fell asleep.

When I opened my eyes again, the sun was already shining outside the window.

Stretching his waist, Qin Ye was about to get up, when he felt the powerful flick in his lower abdomen, and his body suddenly stopped.

Jun Moting reacted very quickly and rushed over.

Cover the hand up, and sure enough, a few seconds later, it was powerful again.

Again, and again.

It was like a soft ball jumping in the stomach, and the faces of Qin Ye and Jun Moting were full of joy.

Jun Moting's heart couldn't help but let out a long breath.

Yesterday's fan appreciation meeting lasted six hours from the beginning of 7 o'clock to the end of 1 o'clock.

And this does not include the hours of Qin Ye's rehearsal.

Thinking that this high-intensity work would tire Qin Ye, Jun Moting just wanted to come and manually cut off the power and let Qin Ye go home to rest.

Fortunately, it turned out that Qin Ye's physical strength was very strong, and the little guy in his stomach was also very vigorous.

Finally...... You can rest assured!

Just by looking at Jun Moting's expression, he knew what he was thinking, Qin Ye's eyes were playful.

When I turned around, I saw the phone buzzing.

Glancing at the name on the screen, Qin Ye answered the phone with a smile, "Sister Gu......"

"Ye Zi, the gold lord father on the big screen of the landmark, you talked about it?"

On the other end of the phone, Gu Yilin's voice was flying.

Daddy?

From the incarnation of Dark Night Media to the Dark Night Group, and then to the listing of the Dark Night Group, this word is already far away from her, isn't it?

Not knowing what Gu Yilin said on the other end of the phone, Qin Ye picked up the remote control and turned on the TV.