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Both Song Jin and Xing Lele were worried about Fang Chong's injury, and finally Xing Likun made a phone call to confirm that everything was fine, only one big and one small were relieved.

Xing Lele missed his nap time, and now he was so sleepy that he couldn't keep his eyes open, he moaned in Song Jin's arms, watching his uncle sour.

After finally waiting for the child to fall asleep, Xing Likun hugged him to the nanny and took the seat next to Song Jin. Song Jin ignored him at all, stared at the TV while opening walnuts, the pliers flashed under his hand, almost I caught my finger.

It's another entertainment program, broadcasting the signing of TD.

"Bring it here." Xing Likun threw the small pliers aside, grasped five with his big hand, the back of his hand stretched out, and there was a sound of clicking, and it opened crisply and neatly.

He was in charge of opening the walnuts, and Song Jin shelled and peeled them. With a tacit cooperation, the snow-white walnuts were quickly piled up into small piles, and the two of them ate slowly.

Song Jin's feet wrapped in plaster rested on a small leather plinth, the other foot was crossed, sitting or not, with two tufts of hair from last night's sleep sticking out of his head, and the sweater was still hanging over his shoulder with one collar On the table, a leisurely and comfortable home style.

Xing Likun likes his little sloppy look, he can eat the skewers from the stall generously, and can calculate the small money with a single eye. man.

Song Jin chewed on the walnuts, and said quietly, "Hai Cheng didn't give up on Captain TD's move this time, he played the right move."

"How to say?"

"I know the situation of TD better. Do you know who is the most valuable among the four members?" Song Jin pointed away, "That one, the one in the black dress sitting behind, is the lead dancer Zhuo Qi."

Xing Likun was really taken aback, TD exposure rate is too high, he knows several members, captain Zheng Yao, lead singer Ren Ninglin, new face Liao Yayan, these three people have their own specialties and shine, only the lead dancer Zhuo Odd, always poked at the back as a human flesh set, and occasionally mixed up with the C position when performing the chorus on stage, is it actually the most dignified value in TD?

"Zhuo Qi was discovered by Tianlin scouts at the age of 13. He made his debut at the age of 22. He was a trainee for nine years, longer than the other three in their team combined. He was the lead dancer and rap singer, just because TD needs lead dancers and rappers. "Song Jin said, "Zhuo Qi is low-key, but he is not the short board of TD, but the iron wire that hoops the other three boards... You probably haven't seen the scene of TD. After the whole show, Zhuo Qi is the most stable typhoon. Strange, his strength is not compromised from the beginning to the end, leading dancer, bass, and rap with one hand, and his unique voice can support the treble of the lead singer Ren Ninglin... Pulling out singing and dancing to fly solo, it will definitely only be popular for a year."

Xing Likun asked, "According to what you said, TD can't do without Zhuo Qi?"

"Almost. The other three members of TD have serious differences in personal strengths and weaknesses. Zhuo Qi has balanced this point, and Zheng Yaocheng is deep, Ren Ninglin doesn't care, Liao Yayan is perverse, Zhuo Qi is the only positive energy loyal to the group Members, another important point is that he can create, and in TD’s latest album, Zhuo Qi has already begun to show his talents.”

Besides being drunk and babbling, it was the first time that Song Jin said so many words in one breath, every sentence was sharp, every word was clear, and he clearly analyzed the situation of TD and its members, which really surprised Xing Likun a handful of—

Haicheng entertainment gave Zheng Yao an olive branch. He knew the inside story. He first coaxed Zheng Yao up, and then they withdrew after Tianlin increased the price. TD is not at peace.

The strategy of Haicheng Entertainment's entire operation team to suppress Tianlin coincided with Song Jin's analysis.

The phrase 'Golden Eye' on the personal information really has some weight.

Song Jin jumped on the stage to watch the world of gourmet food. The bright light in his eyes just now gradually went out, and he turned back to the lazy piece of glutinous rice cake when he lay back on the sofa.

This afternoon, the nanny wiped her tears and asked for leave. The little grandson was scalded with boiling water. The eldest daughter and son-in-law Nian Gen were busy, so she had to go back to help take care of her for a few days.

Xing Likun naturally agreed, sent him to the train station, bought a lot of nutrition, and waited for the fastest train with him.

The nanny was even embarrassed, saying that there was a wounded person and a child in the family, and she was leaving at this time to cause trouble for the master.

Xing Likun comforted her, first take care of her grandson, and then said that he will take care of the two in the family.

Sending off the nanny, Xing Likun drove around the street. It happened to be off-duty time. The restaurants and snack bars were booming, and there was steaming aroma and heat everywhere. He was thinking about bringing some dinner home when Song Jin called "Xing Likun, when will you be home?"

"It's coming soon, on the way."

Xing Lele jumped beside him, "Uncle, my aunt misses you!"

"You are naughty!" Song Jin covered the microphone and feigned anger, "How many times have you told me to call me Uncle Song?"

"Squirrel, my aunt is a squirrel~" Xing Lele was not afraid of him at all, and ran away with a grimace laughing.

Xing Likun listened to them making noise over there, and his tough lips curved slightly. It had been many years, and it was the first time he heard the smell of a monk from the phone. He pulled over, lit a cigarette, In the thin smoke, I imagined Song Jin blowing his beard and staring at his eyes, not to mention, he really looked like a squirrel.

"What do you and Lele want for dinner? I'll bring food home."

"Don't bring it. Auntie washed all the dishes. It's a pity that if you don't eat them, they will be spoiled. I'm cooking here. Let's go home and eat." Song Jin called to ask this, "Do you have any taboos? Pepper ?"

"Eat, I will eat whatever you want." Xing Likun took a puff of cigarette, the smoke was sweet.

"Okay, I'll look at it, you drive carefully."

Song Jin hung up the phone, and Xing Likun squinted his eyes to reflect on it. This feeling, this tone, is obviously the little daughter-in-law doing the washing at home, waiting for her man to come home for dinner, what are you talking about?rush!

With just this one phone call, Xing Likun overtook countless cars on the road that was about to approach peak traffic jams, and the accelerator was booming, scaring the drivers to step aside and curse.

Song Jin's ankle was inconvenient to be stressed, and he couldn't stand directly, so he borrowed Xing Lele's small skateboard, put his plaster foot on it, and put his weight on the other leg. Xing Lele bumped him in the kitchen. I'm happy to hand things over.

"Honey, this is sugar, bring the salt shaker here."

"Auntie, put some sugar, it's so sweet!" Xing Lele hugged Song Jin's thigh coquettishly.

"..." But this is salt and pepper mushroom!

Xing Lele suddenly wailed, and was thrown onto the sofa in the living room by the collar, "Go watch your TV."

Xing Likun walked in and looked at Song Jin wearing a flowered apron, the rope stretched out his waist, because he was pouting to chop vegetables, his prickly buttocks also showed, his throat slipped, and his big hands covered Song Jin's The fleshy buttocks were pinched.

"You'd look better in an apron if you were naked."

"Don't touch your feet!" Song Jin was angry, twisted it and didn't unscrew it. Instead, Xing Likun grabbed his waist and yanked him, and sat directly on his strong thigh, with his waist poked...

"Tell me, why are you so promiscuous? You can make me look hard on you even if you cook." Xing Likun's hand uncovered Song Jin's sweater T-shirt, and hotly stuck it to his smooth and delicate skin.

This is fucking terrible, the villain should sue first!

Song Jin sneered, and chopped the knife in his hand into the wooden chopping board, "Is it itchy? Diced, sliced, and shredded pork, which one would you like?"

Xing Likun whispered next to his ear, "I'm so big, I can't fit even a plate after cutting it off, so be careful to support you."