Transmigrated into the Film Emperor’s Death-Seeking Fiance: 138.138

Chapter one hundred and thirty-eight:

On the twenty-ninth day of the twelfth lunar month, the New Year's visit team officially set off. Since the town where Yan Qingchi filmed the film is not too far from X City, it can be reached in a day's drive, so Jiang Mochen resolutely gave up the plan of transferring by plane to bus and then to bus. Route, decided to travel by car. Jiang Xingchen, Jiang's father, Jiang's mother, and Yanyan have a car, and Jiang Mochen, Qiqi, Bofeng, and Boyan have a car.

It was the first time for Qiqi and Boyan to go out with their friends, and they were very excited along the way, chatting non-stop in the back seat, from the homework assigned by the teacher to the animation they watched recently, and finally Still late to the game.

Jiang Mochen listened to the two of them playing "Two little bees, fly to the flowers", looked up at Bo Yan, and asked Bo Feng, "I heard you broke up with your little girlfriend?"

Bofeng was very helpless, "She wanted to be Mrs. Bo so much, so she thought I was good to her, so she thought she could marry me. Everyone believed what she said, and thought I was really going to marry her soon. I hate this kind of woman who loves to talk too much, so I broke up."

"I thought you were really planning to get married?"

"I will definitely get married. I can still be single for the rest of my life. It's just who I get married with and when I get married."

Jiang Mochen listened to the sound of chess and Bo Yan playing games, and wanted to ask Bo Feng if he would remarry Fu Minzhi so that Bo Yan could have a complete family, but he was worried about the child behind him , I was afraid they would hear it, so I didn't really ask.

Qiqi played with Boyan for a while, and he felt thirsty, so he found a bottle of yogurt from his small backpack. He was very generous, took a bottle for himself, and handed another bottle to Boyan, then tilted his head Looking at Jiang Mochen in the driver's seat, he asked him softly, "Father, are you thirsty? Do you want some yogurt?"

Jiang Mochen replied to him gently, "I'm not thirsty, just drink Qiqi yourself."

"Then do you want to eat?" Qiqi looked at his small backpack, "Qiqi has a lot of food here, biscuits, potato chips, chocolate, jelly and sugar, father, do you want to eat?"

As he spoke, he took out a box of biscuits and stretched out his hand to pass it forward.

Jiang Mochen had no choice but to answer him again, "I'm driving, I can't eat yet, you eat chess and chess first, and I'll eat later."

"Oh, then I'll keep it for you." After Qiqi finished speaking, he put the biscuits back in his bag, took out two bags of potato chips again, and handed one bag to Boyan, happy Said, "Let's eat this."

As soon as he tore open his bag, he saw Bo Feng staring at him. Qiqi blinked unconsciously, looked at Bofeng, thought for a while, looked down at his own potato chips, handed them out, and asked him, "Does uncle want to eat potato chips? This bag is for Uncle."

Bo Feng looked at his son, and then turned his head to look at his own son. He saw Boyan covering the potato chips that Qiqi had just handed him, and said like an adult, "What are you looking at? No, I won’t let you eat after seeing it.”

Bo Feng: ... What kind of hot chicken son is this! I don't want it anymore, I want to change my son!

He smiled at Qiqi, said he didn't want to eat, and then turned back to chat with Jiang Mochen, "Old Jiang, do you consider sharing your experience in raising a son, this is also a little boy, how come your family What I got is a donut, but ours is a small rock, the gap is a bit big.”

Bo Yan heard it, and let out a "hum" in the back seat, expressing his dissatisfaction.

Jiang Mochen smiled, "My heart is very simple, there is only one." He glanced at Bo Feng, "Find a good wife, that's all."

Bo Feng: "??? Are you showing off?"

"I'm telling the truth." Jiang Mochen said honestly.

It was already five o'clock in the afternoon when we arrived at the city, the higher-level administrative unit where "Wulin in the Mist" was filmed. Jiang Mochen had already asked his assistant to contact the best local hotel in advance to book the hotel. Now I followed the navigation to find the past, parked the car, and checked in directly.

The children are a little tired, and they have already fallen asleep in the car. Jiang Mochen and Jiang Xingchen discussed staying here for the next two days. Do you want to go to Qingchi tonight?"

"Of course I'm going, but Qiqi fell asleep, so I won't take him. I'll come back after picking up Qingchi."

"Okay."

Jiang Mochen was going, and Bo Feng went with him. Boyan was still sleeping, so he left a note for Boyan, and made an agreement with Jiang Xingchen to let her take care of Boyan, and then left .

Because the next day was New Year's Eve, Fu Minzhi ended the filming early, so that everyone could chat with their families on the phone the day before New Year's Eve.

Yan Qingchi returned to the hotel and called Jiang Mochen, but Jiang Mochen didn't answer, Yan Qingchi just thought he was busy, didn't think much, hung up the phone and called his home.

Mother Yan heard that he would stay on the set during the Chinese New Year, and felt sorry for him, "Then you will have to celebrate the New Year alone this year?"

"It's not alone, there are so many people in the crew."

"How can the crew compare with the family members?" Mother Yan is very honest, "That feeling must be different."

"That can't be helped, actors, that's it."

"Alas," Mother Yan sighed, "I usually see you all looking bright and beautiful on TV, but I didn't expect that it's not as good as I thought. It's still quite hard work."

Yan Qingchi was very open-minded, "It's not easy in all walks of life. Generally speaking, actors earn a lot and live a bright life, which is considered pretty good."

Mother Yan had no choice but to say, "Then take care of yourself, and eat better by yourself. The New Year's Eve dinner for your crew should be okay."

"Okay, Mom, don't worry about it. By the way, have you bought all the New Year's goods at home? Have you posted couplets yet?"

"It's all done, I understand these things better than you, you just take care of yourself, everything at home is fine, Mo Chen brought chess and inkstone home two days ago, I didn't say it, Yanyan really looks more like you the longer she grows, it's your own at first glance."

Yan Qingchi smiled, "I worked so hard to conceive him for so long, but I can't be like me."

Mother Yan felt that his words were childish, so she couldn't help laughing, "Xiaochi, you are now considered to have a happy family and a successful career, so your father and I can rest assured."

"Aren't you worried before?"

"You must have been worried when you first got married. What was the situation in our family and what was the situation in Jiang's family? Moreover, two men got married. The family has never encountered such a situation before. I can't help you as a staff member, and Mo Chen is still a star. When you first received the certificate, your father and I were prepared for the divorce that you two would not be able to survive, but unexpectedly, you put yourself My little family is living happily." Mother Yan was very pleased, "It's really not easy."

Hearing what his mother said, Yan Qingchi smiled with a gentle expression.

They chatted nonchalantly for a while, when Yan Qingchi got a call, he talked to Mother Yan, hung up the phone and answered the outside line, "Hello."

"Mr. Yan? You have a courier here that needs to be signed for."

"Express delivery?" Yan Qingchi was a little confused, "I haven't bought anything recently."

"Your phone number is written on the list, and your surname is indeed Yan, right? This surname is not common, and generally no one will send it wrong. Come out and sign for it. I'm at the back door of the hotel."

"Okay."

Yan Qingchi hung up the phone, put on his coat and went out. He thought about it, could it be that Jiang Mochen sent him a courier, otherwise, what kind of courier could it be at this point in time? It's just that it's almost Chinese New Year, and the courier is still working, which is really not easy.

Yan Qingchi pushed open the back door and walked out.

Because it is a small town, there are not many people in the town. These people know old stars who have already achieved fame, so they are not fanatical about them, the new generation. Even if they know their hotel address, They will not come here specifically to ask for autographs, let alone stay in front of the hotel.

Not long after Yan Qingchi walked out, he saw a tall and thin man holding a box. He walked over, and the man asked him, "Is this Mr. Yan? The phone number is XXXX?"

Yan Qingchi nodded, "Yes."

"Your courier." He handed the box to Yan Qingchi, turned around and left.

Yan Qingchi looked at the box, it was very dark, under the dim light, he could only see the word "Jiang" written in the sender's column, it was really Jiang Mochen who sent it to him, but he didn't know what it was?

Yan Qingchi walked back with the courier in his arms.

He got on the elevator, walked to his door, and swiped his card. As soon as he walked in, he saw a person sitting on the sofa in the room.

Jiang Mochen looked at him, smiled and said, "surprise."

Yan Qingchi was a little surprised. He looked at Jiang Mochen and couldn't believe his eyes.

Seeing his rare surprised expression, Jiang Mochen couldn't help being a little happy, "Are you surprised?"

Yan Qingchi reacted from his sudden surprise, the corner of his mouth raised unconsciously, nodded with a smile, and slowly closed the door, "Why are you here?"

Jiang Mochen listened to the joy in his tone, and said softly, "I'll celebrate the New Year with you." He looked at Yan Qingchi, "How could I be willing to let you celebrate the New Year here alone."

Yan Qingchi was a little moved, he walked over with the box in his arms, sat down beside him, and put the box on the coffee table. He looked at Jiang Mochen, with the joy of reuniting after a long absence, his eyes were full of affection.

Jiang Mochen was looked at by him like this, those hidden thoughts could no longer be suppressed, he reached out and hugged Yan Qingchi, hugging him in his arms, feeling the ease of his lover in his arms, couldn't help it Kiss him.

"I miss you," he said.

Yan Qingchi felt his heart soften at this moment, he hugged Jiang Mochen back, and said softly, "I miss you too."

He looked at Jiang Mochen, kissed his lips, "I really want to."

Jiang Mochen didn't speak, and kissed him directly.

Yan Qingchi smiled unconsciously, and kissed him cooperatively.

After the kiss was over, Yan Qingchi looked at the box in front of him, and then he had the heart to ask him, "You are all here, why are you sending me a courier?"

He thought for a while, squinted his eyes and looked at Jiang Mochen, "Tune the tiger away from the mountain? Hit the east and the west?"

Jiang Mochen smiled, "Otherwise, how can I surprise you?"

"How did you get in?" Yan Qingchi was curious.