After Jiang Ning passed the college entrance examination, the boy band of Cheng Yuan and Sun Shanqing also came to countdown to disbandment.
Yun Qiao lingered at home for two days and continued to work intensely.
"...How well have you learned about weapons recently?"
While Yun Qiao was putting on makeup, she chatted with Xi Lanting, who was leaning on the bedside and reading weapons manuals.
This "Weapons Encyclopedia" was published a few years ago, and relatively new weapons are mentioned later.
Of course, the book does not cover the powerful guys in the past ten years.
Xi Lanting looked at it more casually and remembered it after looking through it.
"not yet.
Feng Ding plans to take me to the northwest desert to see the internal collections of the institute there."
Xi Lanting said.
Yun Qiao: "When will you go?"
Xi Lanting: "His wife won't let him go.
He said that the environment there is bad, and he has a physical examination to review recently, so he cannot avoid the physical examination."
Yun Qiao: "..."
After Xi Lanting finished speaking, he raised his head from the book and glanced at Yun Qiao who was sitting in front of the makeup mirror, drawing her eyebrows. "Will you not allow me to do this or that in the future?"
"He is an old man and you are a demigod. How can you be embarrassed to compete with him?"
Yun Qiao said.
Xi Lanting lowered his eyelashes again and continued reading.
Looking at him like that, he seemed slightly disappointed.
Yun Qiao: Even old wives feel jealous when they control their husbands. Are our lives too leisurely?
"...When September is free, I will accompany you two."
Yun Qiao said, "Feng Ding's health is fine, there is no need to be so careful."
"He himself thinks so.
But his wife doesn’t agree with this.”
Xi Lanting said.
There is probably a certain kind of oldness, and your wife thinks you are really old.
Cheng Fengding feels that he is still a strong young man.
Yun Qiao laughed.
Xi Lanting stopped reading and only watched her put on makeup.
Her makeup has always been very simple.
Her skin is fair and even, and she sometimes doesn't even apply foundation.
Usually eyebrow drawing is done.
She seems to be keen on changing the shape of her eyebrows. She wants to make her eyebrows very standard instead of the slightly messy ones in their natural state.
Xi Lanting: "My wife is already beautiful enough, do you still need to dress up?"
"It's just because you dress up that you're beautiful enough."
Yun Qiao said.
Her makeup is perfunctory and she does it casually. She won't appear on camera anyway, so she doesn't need heavy makeup.
After she finished packing, she leaned over and asked him, "Do you want to go to Su City with me?"
"Be attentive when you work."
Xi Lanting said, "I'll wait for you at home."
Yun Qiao: "Then when I come back from Sioux City, let's watch the opening ceremony of Lu Yao's movie together."
Wen Luyao's new drama, due to various reasons, changed directors midway and postponed the filming to June 27th - this is how movie preparations are, there will be various changes.
She just had time to fall in love, and she went abroad to play with Xue Zhengdong, and she was very happy.
The relationship between her and Xue Zhengdong was as strong as a glue.
Yun Qiao is still thinking about whether to give the memories of his past life to the two of them.
"OK."
Xi Lanting said.
Yun Qiao added, "Lanting, do you think they both want the memories of their past lives?
If you have too much, is it wealth or a burden?
They are both very sweet now."
Xi Lanting: "My wife is grieving for spring and autumn again.
Aren’t you going to leave?”
Yun Qiao glanced at the time.
She had to leave. She had made an appointment with the people from Su Niao Entertainment for a meeting at two o'clock in the afternoon. It would take her three or four hours to get there.
"wait me back."
Yun Qiao kissed him again.
After packing her luggage, when Xi Lanting walked her to the door, she hugged him again and kissed him before letting go.
Xi Lanting hugged her waist: "My wife is clingy, like a kitten."
Yun Qiao: "..."
After coming out of home, Yun Qiao sat in the car, her thoughts gradually sobering up from the sweetness.
She thought of Wen Luyao and Xue Zhengdong again.
Should I give them the memories of my past life?
Are there any benefits?
What will happen in the future?
Yun Qiao was not sure. This matter made her unable to make up her mind and she was a little hesitant.