"Thank you to the judges of the Golden X Awards, thank you to all the nominees, and thank you to the cast and team of "1677". I am honored to work with such an elite team."
“I would also like to thank my partner, thank you for your full support and thank you for motivating me to move forward…”
The sound of the TV was turned on to the minimum, and it diffused indistinctly in the huge living room. Song Yi reached out and took out a piece of potato chips from the packaging bag, and took a bite.
"Why is my name behind them?" Gu Xingchuan rested his elbow lazily on Song Yi's shoulder, very dissatisfied.
Song Yi chewed on the potato chips without blinking her eyes, "Because you are the finale, which is very important."
Gu Xingchuan turned his face away. There was a little bit of white potato chips around Song Yi's mouth, which was an eyesore. He turned his head and tongue nimbly to lick it, and rolled over ambiguously, "Barely agree."
Song Yi touched the wet corner of her mouth helplessly, then reached out and handed over the bag of potato chips, "If you want to eat, you can take it yourself."
Gu Xingchuan glanced at half of the bag of potato chips, took it and put it on the coffee table, put his arm around Song Yi's waist, and half pressed it on the sofa, with most of his body's weight on Song Yi's body, "You eat so much food every day. Calorie, let me see if you have gained any flesh."
"No." Song Yi sank into the soft sofa, lifted the hem of the T-shirt to prove herself, her waist and abdomen were flat and flat, without any blemishes except for the pale surgical scar, "I have fitness now."
Gu Xingchuan touched his slippery skin, and couldn't wait to pull the hem of his clothes higher, "I'll look elsewhere."
Song Yina didn't know what was going on, she turned her head to look at the closed baby room door, and lowered her voice, "Be quiet."
He wore loose clothes at home, and it was easy to take off his clothes. Gu Xingchuan's warm palms groped back and forth. The thin lower jaw lifted slightly.
Gu Xingchuan understood, lowered his head and rubbed his full lips wantonly, his voice was vague, "Like me to kiss you?"
Song Yi stretched out her hand and hugged his neck affectionately. Gu Xingchuan's hot breath was familiar yet unfamiliar. He was busy with work these past few months and hadn't done it for a long time.
He actually thought about it, "I like it, I like it very much."
Gu Xingchuan smiled lowly, bit his soft lips, "What do you want to do? Let you decide today."
Song Yi touched the thorny hairline on his neck for a while, it was rare to be the master, she thought about it seriously, "I think..."
A slight sound came from the baby room, and both of them were taken aback.
Gu Xingchuan frowned, looked at Song Yi from top to bottom, and said softly, "He's awake."
Song Yi quickly pulled down the rolled up T-shirt, pushed Gu Xingchuan's shoulders to sit up, and hurriedly tied up her baggy pants, "Are you hungry?"
"Auntie just fed before she left, and she can usually sleep until five o'clock in the afternoon." Gu Xingchuan picked up his phone and glanced at the time, looked up at Song Yi, who was neatly dressed, and stretched his hand into the T-shirt unwillingly, squeezed, " Go see him first, and come back tonight."
Song Yi wiped her reddish face, and pushed open the door of the baby room. The light blue room was brand new, with bright and clean windows, a row of decorative photo frames hanging on the wall, a thick carpet on the floor, and a pile of Colorful toys for children.
"Tom tom..."
The sound of the drum set was low and the rhythm was chaotic. A little boy with curly hair was sitting on the ground, holding two small drum sticks in his fleshy hands, and was beating the children's drum set in front of him intently.
Hearing the sound of the door opening, he raised his head, his eyes were dark and bright, and he had perfectly inherited his father's excellent genes, as if carved out of a mold.
"Daddy! Hug!" Xiao PingGai said childishly, stretched out two lotus-like arms, and looked at Song Yi eagerly.
Song Yi's heart softened, she bent down and stretched her hand through his armpit, hugged her little butt in her arms, the soft scent of milk lingered in her nose, "Why doesn't the baby want to be hugged by daddy?"
The little bottle cap looked at the father on the side, with his small arms tightly hanging on Song Yi's neck, wrinkling his nose, thinking about this difficult question, "Because babies like to be hugged by daddy."
Gu Xingchuan put his hands in his pockets, glanced at the cap of the small bottle, and chuckled, "You little traitor."
The little bottle cap turned his head, rested his round head on Song Yi's shoulder, and asked ignorantly, "Daddy, what do you mean by little traitor?"
"Praise you are great." Song Yi patted the soft back of the small bottle cap, and asked softly, "Are you hungry? Do you want something to eat?"
The small bottle cap raised his head excitedly, his big dark eyes sparkled, "Ice cream!"
"No, you already ate one today."
"chocolate!"
"Kids can't eat too much chocolate~"
"Cola!"
"Can't."
"toffee!"
"No, it will cause tooth decay."
The small bottle cap was lying on Song Yi's shoulder with its mouth flat, motionless, as if Shuang had slapped it, "Why can daddy be eaten?"
"You can eat it when you grow up to my age." Song Yi stroked his hair gently, looked helplessly at the small bottle cap who was in a bad mood, and then looked up at Gu Xingchuan.
Gu Xingchuan nodded in a gesture, picked up the short drum sticks on the ground, and said calmly: "Aren't you going to learn how to play drums? I'll teach you today."
When Xiao PingGai heard this sentence, his head suddenly stood up, dangling like a rattle, "Dad! I want to learn!"
Since he was very young, the first time he touched his father's drum kit, he thought it was very fun, even more fun than Thomas the train, and even more fun than the Gundam model, but his father disliked his short hands and bought a children's toy stand Let him play the drums by himself, and teach him a little when he is interested.
Song Yi looked at the back of his hairy head, finally breathed a sigh of relief, and sat on the carpet with the soft bottle cap in her arms.
Gu Xingchuan held two small drumsticks in his slender and beautiful hands, frowned and looked at the miniature drum kit in front of him, and sat with his back straight across from them, "Your posture for holding the drumsticks is wrong."
As he said, he spread his palms, "Hold it in one-third of the place, this finger and this finger are naturally bent, and the palm is facing inward, so it is easy to exert force."
The little bottle cap listened carefully, spread out his fleshy hand in the air, the little finger was tender and short, holding the drumstick as his father described, but his father had too many professional vocabulary, he hadn't gone to school yet, so he couldn't listen to it at all. Understand.
Song Yi held his hand and slowly adjusted it, and said softly, "That's right."
The two looked at each other, Gu Xingchuan raised his eyebrows, held the small drum stick, bang bang bang a few times, and knocked out a simple legato, "Repeat."
The little bottle cap tilted his head to think about it, picked up the drumsticks, imitated Gu Xingchuan, and repeated the rhythm just now very slowly.
"Yes, hurry up." Gu Xingchuan nodded in satisfaction.
The small bottle cap was knocked a few times, but before the knock was finished, the little hand holding the drum stick stopped in the air, forgetting the rhythm behind, "Dad, I forgot."
Gu Xingchuan narrowed his eyes, expressionless, "Look, this is the last time I will teach you Lianyin, if you can't learn it, it means you don't have this talent."
The small bottle cap opened its big round eyes, looked at Gu Xingchuan's hand, and didn't even dare to blink.
Remember it this time, although it is much slower than Gu Xingchuan's, there is no mistake in the rhythm, a perfect legato.
"One more time." The corner of Gu Xingchuan's mouth curled up slightly.
The father and son repeated it several times. The small bottle cap has a strong learning ability. Song Yi thought that genetics makes sense. After all, his mother was a top student back then. Although his father's academic performance was average, he could still catch up with the final exam. , his two IQs added together, it is impossible for the little bottle cap to be a stupid kid.
The little bottle cap learned carefully, Song Yi was worried that he was tired, so she pinched his soft little face, "Are you tired?"
"Tired." The little bottle cap leaned against Song Yi's arms.
"Do you want to take a break?"
The small bottle cap looked at his father with dark eyes, asking for Gu Xingchuan's opinion.
Song Yi and Gu Xingchuan had agreed not to interfere with each other's education of their children, so if Gu Xingchuan disagreed, Song Yi would have nothing to do.
Gu Xingchuan's jaw tightened, he stared at the cap of the small bottle, "Do you remember the story your father told you?"
Song Yi's small body tightened in her arms, and the small bottle cap immediately sat upright, picked up the carpet drum stick, and beat it with style.
"What story?" Song Yi patted the nervous back of the small bottle cap, scaring the child so much.
The little bottle cap glanced at Gu Xingchuan, and said in a low voice: "Father said that once upon a time there was a child who was half-hearted in learning things, and then he turned into an alpaca."
"..."
Song Yi helplessly raised her forehead. Xiao Ping Gai had seen an alpaca in Gu's house, and someone told him it was a Pleasant Goat. Xiao Ping Gai had fed the alpaca for several days, but the chef at home didn't know it, so he slaughtered the alpaca and cooked it. Barbecue, the small bottle cap was so scared that I couldn't sleep that night, and I was scared when I heard the name alpaca.
The aunt who cooks at home cooked a table of delicious dishes today, and made a special trip to steam the little pig’s candied buns for the small bottle cap. The family of three enjoyed the meal happily.
Song Yi picked up the cartoon apron, and carefully tied the cap on the small bottle, "Do you want Daddy to feed you?"
"Don't!" The little bottle cap ate with puffy cheeks, holding a small spoon to imitate adults, "I've slept three times this year, so I can eat by myself!"
Song Yi didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Okay, eat slowly."
Someone touched the calf under the dining table, and when Song Yi raised her head, Gu Xingchuan clamped his calf with both feet, looking at him calmly with slender eyes.
Song Yi glared at him lightly, warning him not to go too far.
Gu Xingchuan clung to his legs relentlessly, and there was a tendency to become more and more violent. Song Yi was out of control, unable to hide her face in front of the child, and said softly to the small bottle cap: "Baby, go to bed after eating Okay? Daddy and daddy are both sleepy and going to bed."
The small bottle covered a mouthful of food, and nodded reluctantly.
Song Yi glanced at Gu Xingchuan angrily, the instigator didn't mean to feel guilty, and raised her eyebrows proudly.
The aunt coaxed the little bottle cap to sleep in the children's bed, and Song Yi gently tucked the quilt on. Gu Xingchuan was always with the child on business trips, and it was rare for him to have time to tell the child bedtime stories by himself.
He came out of the small bottle cap room, went to the bathroom to put warm water in the bathtub, took a simple bath, faced the misty mirror, took out a set of clothes from the suitcase and changed.
He pushed open the bedroom door, and Gu Xingchuan was reclined on the single sofa, with earphones hanging on his ears, listening to the music composed last night, when he looked up, he froze for a moment.
When the crew of "1677" won the award, they held a charity party and auctioned off the crew's props and costumes. Song Yi took a photo of a military uniform she wore.
He was well dressed, his iron-gray uniform was fair-skinned, black leather boots were on his feet, his slender and straight calves were tightly wrapped, and he was indescribably sexy and alluring. On the bridge of his nose were thin-rimmed gold-rimmed glasses. A little more elegant taste.
Song Yi looked stern, walked over in a few steps, took a long leg, Shi Shiran straddled Gu Xingchuan's waist, and recited his lines rigidly, "The commander asked me to interrogate you."
When they first got married, he would play some games like this from time to time, but after the birth of the bottle cap, they both got busy with work, and they haven't played this game for a long time.
Gu Xingchuan put his arm around his thin waist and played with it, sitting calmly, and asked lightly: "What does he want to know?"
Song Yi's slightly cool fingertips slid along his handsome nose bridge to his thin upper lip. Even after seeing Gu Xingchuan's beautiful face for several years, every time he looked closely at Gu Xingchuan's beautiful face, his heart would jump, "He wants to know if you are "Rattlesnake"? Did you kill the staff officer?"
"If you want to know my name, you have to pay a price." Gu Xingchuan grabbed his wrist and spoke clearly.
Song Yi kissed him on the cheek and said, "What price?"
Gu Xingchuan pulled away his tight belt, breathed heavily, stared straight at him, eyes full of desire, "Exchange your body for information."
Song Yi frowned, pretending to be embarrassed, "It seems that I disagree?"
"You don't have the right to choose." Gu Xingchuan turned over violently. Song Yi was pressed down on the cramped single sofa, unable to move. Gu Xingchuan's warm breath hit her face one after another, and her deep and hoarse voice Right in the ear, "You only have the right to call me faster and harder."
Song Yi stretched out her arms and turned the faint yellow floor lamp. The light in the room dimmed for a moment, and Gu Xingchuan's outline seemed to have a circle of soft light, "You are not allowed to lie."
The buttons of the uniform were fastened, and Gu Xingchuan unbuttoned them one by one slowly, like unwrapping an exquisite gift, "No."
The atmosphere is getting better and better, the surrounding temperature rises together, lips and teeth are connected, each other's breath is entangled, and the thin blanket on the sofa is in a mess of folds.
Song Yi took a small breath, only her coat was loosely draped over her shoulders, "Be gentle."
"You don't like me being gentle." Gu Xingchuan bit his slightly raised jaw hard.
Song Yi's ears burned, she bit her lower lip, "Be gentle today, I want to try you gentle."
Gu Xingchuan looked at him quite unexpectedly, and smiled lowly, "This request is satisfied for you."
Just when he was about to close the door, a childish "Dad..." came from behind
"..."
"..."
The two stared at each other, Song Yi's face became more and more red, she turned her head bravely, the little bottle cap hugged the furry velvet bear, rubbed her eyes with one hand, and looked at the two of them blankly.
Gu Xingchuan tied up his trousers, sat up from Song Yi, frowned and glanced at the small bottle cap, "What are you doing?"
"I want to sleep with daddy and daddy." The little bottle cap said in a low voice, feeling that daddy was unhappy, but he didn't know why.
With a cold face, Gu Xingchuan turned around and strode into the bathroom, "You are not allowed to enter Dad's bedroom without knocking.
Xiao PingGai climbed onto the bed with her butt pouted, and quickly got under the quilt, only revealing a pair of eyes outside the quilt, watching Gu Xingchuan bend slightly, as if he was enduring something, his big eyes flashed with doubt, "Dad are you uncomfortable?"
Gu Xingchuan ignored his question and went into the bathroom to take a cold shower to solve his physical problems.
The charming atmosphere was ruined, Song Yi was also very sorry, but the child still had to be coaxed, she sat on the side of the bed and coughed lightly, "You have to knock on the door when you enter daddy and daddy's room, we have to be polite children, okay? ?”
The little bottle cap nodded, hugged Song Yi's arm, and rested his head on the back of Song Yi's hand, "Daddy, I still want to hear your story about the little tiger."
Song Yi touched his small face that felt soft to the touch, and felt much better in her heart, she had to take responsibility for her own birth, "Okay, once upon a time there was a forest..."
When Gu Xingchuan came back, he had already changed into home clothes. The family of three was lying on a big bed with a small bottle cap squeezed between them, holding Song Yi with his left hand and Gu Xingchuan with his right hand, just like a little mascot.
There was no light in the room, Xiao PingGai had slept for a long time during the day, but now he couldn't fall asleep, and pestered the two of them energetically, "Dad, why is it dark?"
"Because the earth rotates, light travels in a straight line. When the sun's light does not reach, it will be dark."
"..."
"Daddy, why is it raining?"
"Because... the little princess in the sky lost her beloved toy, she shed tears, and it will rain in the sky."
"Father, is there Chang'e on the moon?"
"Nonsense, there is no Chang'e at all, there is only Apollo on the moon."
"Daddy, why are the rabbit's ears so long?"
"Because the little rabbit's mother always likes to pull its ears. Pulling and pulling, its ears will grow longer and longer, and they will never grow back~"
"Dad, why can't fish climb trees?"
"Because a fish lives in water, it dies when it climbs up a tree."
"Daddy, can you count the stars in the sky?"
"Yes." Song Yi put her arms around his small shoulders, looked at the blue starry sky outside the window, and said softly, "Daddy will count for you, one, two, three..."
Until the breathing of the little bottle cap gradually became longer, and he slept like a little pig.
The two of them went out lightly, and went to Gu Xingchuan's study next door. They happily grew up with each other a few times, and finally relieved the pain of lovesickness.
Song Yi was wearing a coat, and her whole body was lying limply on the table, her face was flushed, and she was breathing like a fish spitting bubbles. Gu Xingchuan was sitting on the table with two long, slender, strong legs propped on the ground, feeling refreshed, which can be regarded as Satisfied.
Song Yi regained her strength and pinched her own face. This time Gu Xingchuan played it really hard, and it looked miserable, "I pushed back all the schedules within half a year, and I plan to spend time with you and the bottle cap. "
"My name is in front this time?" Gu Xingchuan folded his arms and raised his eyebrows.
Song Yi glanced at him, and sighed helplessly, "You even want to be jealous of your own son?"
Gu Xingchuan snorted softly, turned his face away, and asked stiffly: "Do you love me more, or him more?"
Song Yi thought about this question seriously, stretched out her arm, and held Gu Xingchuan's hand with wet palms, "Equally, you are equally important to me."
Gu Xingchuan was not very satisfied with the answer, so he uttered two words clearly, "Perfunctory."
Song Yi smiled silently, and slowly said: "The small bottle cap is a gift from God, he came to this world through us, and does not belong to any of us, but we belong to each other, which is something he cannot compare to." of."
Gu Xingchuan nodded reluctantly satisfied, lowered his head and touched his forehead, "Compared to him, you are more important to me."
Song Yi blinked, looked up at him closely, "Why?"
Gu Xingchuan was confident, "I have known him for three years, and I have known you for twelve years. You will always be more important than him."
The author has something to say: something happened at home, I was busy a few days ago, sorry.