Liu Ziyue first kicked the slippers on her feet in anger, yelling that the men who judged people by their appearance were not good men, but then he leaned against the bedside and smiled hahaha...

There is no more depression.

But at breakfast the next day, Liu Xiaoli was very dissatisfied: "Why are you not moving at all, you have laughter!"

It turns out that I'm still listening to the wall...

Liu Ziyue was shocked!

I drove to work angrily...

Qi Tianlin didn't care, so he drove Liu Xiaoli's broken Volkswagen car, took Yaya with her mother, and visited various attractions around her every day. There were still many beautiful mountains and rivers. It was not a holiday recently, and it was not crowded. Ji Yulian was very happy. She just occasionally saw Yaya breaking branches and cutting them, so she prayed not to come to the thief to avoid bleeding...

But every night, Ji Yulian asked to go home, and she would not go to the scenic spots far away. Anyway, Qi Tianlin had to share a room with a beautiful woman every night and then slept on the bay windowsill...

In the last two days, we even moved to the new house of the villa together. Even Yaya had a room, and Ji Yulian and Liu Xiaoli lived in the room under the banner of supervision.

It doesn’t matter if Qi Tianlin and Liu Ziyue are decorated in American style. At that time, they equipped a concubine’s couch for the large bedroom. Qi Tianlin slept well there.

On the last day, Liu Ziyue followed his mother's instructions and turned down some work arrangements early. The whole family had dinner at the villa. The atmosphere was quite harmonious. Liu Chenglin had never been there. He laughed and said that he had fought for a lifetime, but there was no lake next to his home. He sat comfortably on the wooden corridor on the shore and told Qi Tianlin for half an hour...

In the evening, after my mother's careful advice, Qi Tianlin returned to the bedroom.

Liu Ziyue had already gone to the bed to cover herself and leaned against the head of the bed. The American-style big bed made the girl's shoulders look more and more narrow. She looked at Qi Tianlin carrying the small bag after taking a shower, took out the pillow and quilt from the closet to lay it out, and whispered: "Let me see your baby?"

Apart from the few words on the first night, the two of them usually only say a few words that are not painful at night. They really look like an old couple who have been married for decades and have no feeling of falling in love at all.

Qi Tianlin paused for a moment, turned around and took it over and placed it gently on the head of the bed: "The blade is very sharp, don't touch it..."

Liu Ziyue was a little curious. She spent all her energy on her work over the years and had no cooking skills. She had been exposed to the sharp props, which were the Shuanglien. Now she carefully opened the leather buckle and gently pulled out the battle blade. It was very light, the workmanship was simple, and it had a distinctive African style. However, in the eyes of female anchors who were used to seeing various modern handicrafts, they could only be said to be unique, and there was nothing particularly surprising.

The war hammer with the small belt on the other side was a little bit noticeable. At least there were many patterns on the hammer handle and hammer head. It was obviously the same as the knife, with a little bit of a smile that was not very understanding: "It's an era, and you still carry such ancient weapons."

Qi Tianlin bowed to the bed sheets: "Sometimes these things are more reliable, for example, now, I can't bring a gun back to China."

Liu Ziyue took out the satellite phone that was also hung on the belt. Sometimes at night, she could hear Qi Tianlin using the phone to talk to others softly in Arabic. At that time, she really wanted to have a subtitle below.

Just as I took out the phone, I saw a message flashing on the screen. Although I had never used this kind of phone, the actual operation was almost the same. A text message in English "I       YOU    " means simple and clear.

Without the anger that was a month ago, it seemed that they really looked at the relationship between the two indifferently: "Do you have a woman abroad?"

Qi Tianlin looked back and Liu Ziyue put the phone back on the belt: "I didn't want to peek at it, it was just flashing..."

Qi Tianlin smiled and took the leather belt, but didn't look at it: "It's a child. I saved it on the battlefield. I probably don't know what love is now."

Liu Ziyue looked at his face: "I'm asking if you have any women abroad?" His tone felt quite playful.

Qi Tianlin doesn’t have so many language skills: “Occasionally, I will definitely have physiological needs, but I spend most of my time on the battlefield and I don’t have much chance…”

Liu Ziyue still had the slightly sarcastic tone: "Will you see the beauty Yuqing when you come back this time?"

Qi Tianlin smiled and shook his head: "I'll see you..."

Anchor Liu gave a little more ridicule: "You know what I mean."

Qi Tianlin shrugged: "These days, I've visited my mother everywhere. There are indeed many beauties, and you are ranked first!"

Liu Ziyue wanted to be more sarcastic, but she couldn't help laughing: "Are you good at speaking?"

Qi Tianlin honestly said: "Actually, I haven't had the chance to speak Chinese in recent years. If I hadn't talked to you these days, my Chinese wouldn't have recovered so quickly."

Liu Ziyue was shocked and was taken away by the topic: "Let's go back to the topic just now. You really haven't had any feelings outside these years? I don't think you are that kind of cold and ruthless guy."

Qi Tianlin smiled bitterly: "We are either on the front line of war, or we are worried about protecting our guests. Where can we have the leisure to talk about love, or there is no woman willing to wait for such a man, right?"

Liu Ziyue is known for his sharp words in front of the camera, and now he is naturally used to it: "I see that there are no scars on you. Are you bragging about your sayings about your life and death outside? This is a common practice that arouses the mystery of women's curiosity."

Qi Tianlin was wearing loose long-sleeved plaid pajamas and subconsciously looked down at himself: "Just one glance, do you look really good?"

Anchor Liu didn't blush: "The light is good, and your skin is a bit good, white and tender, and it's clear at a glance."

Qi Tianlin blushed a little: "It's the reason for this physique..."

Liu Ziyue pressed step by step: "Mom... I mean your mom, she is not so naive. Your dad was also covered in scars back then. Besides, there should be a reason to explain the reason for the incident a few days ago."

Qi Tianlin perfunctorily said: "Just think we are acting and have the blood bag props for filming, do you know?"

Liu Ziyue almost gave her a tricky smile: "Then how long do you think your acting life will last?"

Qi Tianlin still had to think about it before answering: "I still have some things I haven't finished. If there is no major change, I will handle it in the next two years and then return to China to settle down. After all, this is my motherland, but you have to think about when your drama will be performed?" Finally, we can start to fight back.

Liu Ziyue nodded: "I am already building a company that uses the project responsibility system to create programs, and then I can get out. I have also applied for media majors at two universities in England and will hide out as soon as possible, so you won't have to worry about it."

Qi Tianlin nodded, and the good guy did it to the end: "If you think it is necessary, I can bring a foreigner back to show my elders, and it will be natural to divorce later."

Liu Ziyue was about to nod, but after all, she wanted to ask too much: "I'm not fat now, so I don't feel that moved you a little bit? Usually, I will only look down on you when I have a lover in my heart, right? I always have more chips to pursue in my current situation than in the general situation. Isn't I worth your pursuit?"

Qi Tianlin answered honestly: "It's my reason. You are very good. You can see it in the teahouse. When you know your popularity, you will admire you even more. I am a big and rude person like me, who is very stressful..."

Liu Ziyue's speech was as slick as Anne's child: "You are not sincere in your words. I think you have a little vision. I don't know what confidence you have in the past few years. In short, I have a little bit of a different demeanor from others..."

Qi Tianlin rarely had such heart-to-heart talks with people in less than a year. After hearing this, he thought about it carefully. He sat next to the imperial concubine's couch, held his hands on his knees, and responded slowly: "Well...yes, there are some changes, and I am also adapting. It seems that others have said that I like to distance myself from others. I have to think about when it started. I have to pay attention to these changes. I don't feel like I have become a monster."

Liu Ziyue seemed to have carefully looked at the man in front of her for the first time, which was completely different from the way she looked at Qi Tianlin when she first saw her in the teahouse: "Maybe, I am positioned as the so-called successful returnees as wise, humorous, gentle and polite. I classified you into this category from the beginning, and I had such a preconceived wrong impression."

Qi Tianlin pushed each other with his thumbs, looked up at the beauty leaning against the bedside: "I know I'm not a very smart person..."

Liu Ziyue shook her head: "I am not uncommon on TV stations, but I am not stupid. You have a very down-to-earth temperament. Maybe you think about things in a very straightforward and simple way, which is quite unique. But..."

Qi Tianlin sat sincerely and listened to what famous TV hosts commented on him.

Liu Ziyue leaned against the head of the bed: "But you seem to have hidden some secrets. In short, you are still covered with a mysterious veil. If I were a few years younger, I might be curious to know you. Now, I just want to find a man who truly loves me, can understand me, and cares about me."

Qi Tianlin touched his face, as if he was looking at whether the yellow light brought by the war hammer had spread to his face, and was discovered by anchor Liu...

On a rare night, the two of them said something more.

Early in the morning, the whole family took Liu Ziyue's car to the airport. Ji Yulian was a little reluctant, but her long-term tough style still made her straighten her waist and send her son away: "Be careful of safety..."

Qi Tianlin nodded, bowed to Liu Chenglin and Liu Xiaoli, smiled at Liu Ziyue, and then disappeared into the crowd with Yaya.
Chapter completed!