Yu Wenhao said in a weak voice, "I made the entire comb, not just the two heads."
Yuan Qingling kissed him, "Is that thank you?"
Yu Wenhao looked at her with fiery eyes, "It's full moon, in fact, we can communicate further."
Yuan Qingling pushed him away, "I'll look at the video again. Also, if you want to say something, then tell your old man, I want to take it and record it for them."
"Huh?" Yu Wenhao was stunned, he still didn't quite understand what this so-called mobile phone was, why did people get in? I can still talk in it, "What did I say to the old man? I won't cry."
"Who told you to cry?" Yuan Qingling glared at him angrily, "have you learned Xu Yi now? It's getting more and more out of character."
Yu Wenhao said: "But not crying seems disrespectful, as if not caring."
"Just record a few words and let them see you and listen to your voice. As for what you say, just do it yourself, don't cry." Yuan Qingling said.
What does he miss? He didn't know them, which made Yuan Qingling more sad. He had already given birth to five children, and he didn't know his parents either.
On the second day, Yuan Qingling took her mobile phone to find her grandma. She was very pleased to see the implementation of the exchange message, "That's good, let them see my uncle anyway."
In the first video, Yuan Qingling first recorded her grandmother. Grandma didn't say much, so she was relieved over there, so she only said a few thoughts.
Recording snacks, it's a noise, all the toys have to be piled up, the snow wolf has to hold, ride, pinch, and do all the postures again. After shooting for more than half an hour, he still doesn't want to stop.
Finally, the three little heads came together and smiled at the camera. In front of them, their snow wolves were crawling.
After recording the snacks, go and record the two calm brothers.
Calmly buddies have eaten milk and are already asleep. Erhu is lying on the side of the bed, and is also asleep. Yuan Qingling recorded a video of sleeping, thinking about waiting for them to wake up and recording again, so he sat and watched.
The child of the full moon eats well, has no worries, and grows slender and thick. You can see the two layers of the small chin when you fall asleep, and the skin is white and tender and can be broken by blowing.
Yuan Qingling couldn't help reaching out her hand and gently touching her soft face, and saw Qixi opened her eyes and continued to close her eyes calmly. However, the little quilt that originally only covered her neck suddenly appeared. I automatically brought it up, covering my entire face, in a posture not to disturb my sleep.
Yuan Qing Ling was startled for a moment, hesitated and stretched out his hand to pull the quilt off, Qixi opened his eyes to look at her, then turned her head to the side, curled up, and continued to fall asleep.
Yuan Qingling let go of the quilt, and the quilt automatically covered her head and face.
Yuan Qing Ling sighed lightly and tiptoed out with her mobile phone.
He leaned on the door and looked at it. The quilt came down automatically. Obviously, there was no harassment, and he could sleep calmly again.
Yuan Qingling turned around, thinking that Erbao was normal...
She gritted her teeth, and if Jinghu could figure it out, she sent Erbao directly to the abbot for inspection.
In the evening, record it to Yu Wenhao.
Yu Wenhao took a shower early, changed into what he thought was the best clothes, and put a thin foundation on himself. He just looked at the bronze mirror and was very disgusted. There is no masculinity."
He wiped it off again, looked at the scar on his ear, and then covered it with some powder in an attempt to cover it up.
"You don't have to do this, it's true." Yuan Qingling said.
"No, this scar makes me very fierce." Yu Wenhao did not compromise, and he wanted to be perfect for the first time he appeared on the scene. "I don't want my husband to think that I am a fierce man, and suspect that I am beating my wife."
"Okay, you pick it up slowly." Yuan Qing Ling smiled.
Watching him in front of the bronze mirror, changing hairpins, crowns, and standing up to see if the clothes match, I am always dissatisfied.
"Let me just say, I should make more sets of clothes." Yu Wenhao complained authentically.
"Okay, turn around and ask the tailor to come and do it for you." Yuan Qingling said with a smile.
"This clothes is from last year. I feel a little shabby. Why don't I wear a court dress? How about a jersey? It's more prestigious." Yu Wenhao asked back.
"It's okay, you like it." Yuan Qingling lay halfway on the Luohan bed, waiting for him to dress up quietly. She has been married to him for a few years, and has never seen him take such a care for appearance. He pays attention to it. Yes, it can be seen that it pays attention to the first impression of parents.
Yu Wenhao really made it hard. He changed his dress and shirt. He felt that his eyebrows were too dark and he still looked fierce. He cut a part of it, cut it off, and drew it again.
After Yuan Qingling got up for a nap, he cleaned up and said to Yuan Qingling that it was okay.
Yuan Qingling opened his wistful eyes and looked at his caterpillar eyebrows, "Your eyebrows..."
He became a little nervous when he heard it.
"No!" Yuan Qingling stood up, stretched out her hand and stroked it, her fingers were dyed with snails, oh my god, how did you draw it? Is the color falling so serious? Is it on water
But there is a stunning color under his eyes, "It's so beautiful, how did you paint it? It's so beautiful."
"Really?" Yu Wenhao was relieved, "I didn't think my eyebrows were too thick at first, but I just looked at it carefully and stared at it, and found it very weird. This is much better."
Yuan Qingling refrained from smiling and said, "Actually, everything can't stand a closer look. Depending on the whole, your original eyebrows match your facial features, but... now it's better."
Wei sat in front of his chest, coughed, and the fifth child officially started.
The muscles on his face were very stiff, but he still worked hard to squeeze a smile out, "Old father-in-law, old mother-in-law, brother-in-law, my name is Yu Wenhao, the prince of the Northern Tang Dynasty... uh"
He slumped down his shoulders, "Yuan, wait for a while, I will adjust."
"It's okay, you said it well!" Yuan Qingling continued to hold his mobile phone, "Go on."
"Then... Then what do I say is appropriate?" Yu Wenhao had drafted it in his heart, but he felt awkward to say that those things couldn't be said.
"Whatever you want to say to them, just say what you want." Yuan Qingling said.
"You stop for a while." Yu Wenhao stood up, took a deep breath, took a deep breath, then sat down and continued to put his hands on the armrest of the chair, "Okay, it's okay."
"Old father-in-law, mother-in-law, eldest brother-in-law, I am old... Yu Wenhao's husband-in-law Yuan Qingling, I will treat her forever, please rest assured."
"Good point!" Yuan Qingling smiled, and the phone stood up on the table, "It's done recording."
Yu Wenhao wiped his sweat, "It's done recording? Oh my God, I'm so nervous, I'm not so nervous on the battlefield."
Yuan Qingling walked over to wipe the fine sweat from his forehead, and smiled and said, "What are you nervous about? Isn't it just talking to them?"
"I might not be nervous face to face, but I can't see them or their expressions. In other words, do you think they will like me and be satisfied with me?" Yu Wenhao asked.