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Chapter 455: Winning(2/2)

Sprinkle green onion with fragrant green onions. Just thinking about it, the worms in their stomachs can't stand it.

If there are eggs.

Boston lobster, let’s not change it, but we went upstairs and Han Bridge knocked on the door.

In just a few minutes.

Xiaodouzi's mother was erect. Tonight, she had dressed up and washed her clothes. She had a big red maternity dress, light eyebrows, and her lips were rubbed with rose lipstick, and her face was filled with joy.

With a brisk pace, she opened the door, and she was petite, raised her head and called: "Husband..."

"old……"

Halfway through the call, she saw that it was Han Qiao. Xiao Douzi's mother was a little uncomfortable. She was so young that she had not opened the door and hid behind the door: "Han Qiao, why are you?"

"Sister, I'm here to say that Brother Gu is drunk. It may be a little late tonight. If you're too sleepy, I'll go to bed early."

"Okay." Xiaodouzi's mother avoided suspicion. She wanted to draw a clear line with Han Qiao: "Director Han, thank you."

"Teacher Xiaodouzi, you are so polite."

Xiaodouzi's mother wanted to be a good wife and mother, and Han Qiao helped her and said with a smile: "Teacher Xiaodouzi, then I'll go back first."

"Yeah." Xiaodouzi's mother's face was relaxed, and this misunderstanding was finally completely cleared.

She and Han Qiao returned to their former location.

Han Qiao took a few steps, turned around, and said with a smile: "Teacher Xiaodouzi, I live in 405. If you need any help, you can contact me at any time."

"Bang."

Xiaodouzi's mother closed the door.

The last sentence Han Qiao said was not at ease and she was erect with a big belly.

Decorate the room.

I am 7 months pregnant, and my husband must be so tired. Tonight is a very festive day.

My husband won the movie award and achieved success. Xiaodouzi's mother decided to reward Gu Changwei.

In the mirror.

The woman has a petite figure, plump and tender red lips. Even if she is pregnant, she has a slim figure, and Xiaodouzi's mother has a smile on her lips. The two have been married for many years and have a conservative personality. She has never tried such a bold behavior.

"Husband, just have fun secretly." Xiaodouzi's mother put on the new mattress.

Sitting in front of the dressing table.

Looking at the clock on the wall, time was very painful, but she was willing to accept it.

12:00 pm.

It was midnight, and it was deserted outside. At night, a gust of cold wind blew.

Xiaodouzi's mother woke up in a daze. She subconsciously looked at the clock on the wall and frowned slightly: "It's so late, the cameraman won't come back yet, so she won't be drunk."

Thinking.

Xiaodouzi's mother got up, put on her coat, stumbling with her big belly, holding the wall with her hands, thinking about walking downstairs to the banquet hall.

corridor.

It was deserted and silent. When it arrived at the elevator entrance, Xiaodouzi's mother pressed the elevator and took a few steps, and she was gasping.

In the quiet corridor, a low cry came: "Dad, Dad..."

Xiaodouzi's mother frowned slightly, and her voice came from the aisle behind her. A door was covered with a faint feeling. She was a person who had been here and thought to herself: "It's so late, there will be no ghosts."

After all, he was so embarrassed that he looked at the elevator. Soon, the elevator arrived at the floor. Xiaodouzi's mother raised her legs and prepared to enter the elevator.

"Brother Gu..."

Boom...

Xiaodouzi's mother's face suddenly turned pale, her ears were rumbling like water, and she staggered, almost falling to the ground.

"Impossible, impossible."

It was impossible for the cameraman to get drunk in his messy mind.

It could not be him.

Xiaodouzi's mother was very cold, as if she was falling into an ice cellar. Her mind was blank and she didn't know at all.

How did you walk through it?

She looked over the wall with one hand and against her belly with the other hand.

"Brother Gu..."

...

405.

In front of the door, Xiaodouzi's mother's expressionless face was burning with a mandala-like smile.

Degenerate, demonic, knocking on the door, within a few minutes, Han Qiao looked at her eyes and smiled with a smile on her lips: "Teacher Jiang, do you need it?"

Han Qiao is clear in her heart.

Xiaodouzi's mother's personality, she and the cameraman, and they both play with their own things. She has no benefit in exposing the cameraman.

Forced.

The cameraman divorced her, making it a puppy man and a woman, but she couldn't swallow this.

Videographer plays.

She also played, and Xiaodouzi's mother was erect and her body was a red skirt, just like a wedding dress, bright red as blood, and a smile on her lips: "Han Qiao, you didn't know I would come."

Han Qiao smiled with a grin: "Sister-in-law, this is not true."

...

3:00 am.

My aunt returned to the room.

He was slight, afraid of making a sound, and he slept alone in the quilt on the bed.

The cameraman was worried.

My wife's personality must be a mess. To be honest, he is quite impatient.

I am the director of the Silver Bear Award at the Berlin Film Festival. In a few years, I will be an international film master like Zhang Yimou.

It's not her son anymore.

The cameraman thought, and he became much more courageous, and the room suddenly shone brightly.

The cameraman didn't think so, his knees weakened, he knelt on the ground, and confessed, "Wife, I was wrong. At the Film Festival Awards Ceremony, I am ready to thank you for your awards. Gao Weihong insisted that I thank her, saying that it is not easy for her to be a little actor, and begged me to cry, wife, you know, I am..."

"Okay." Xiaodouzi's mother was very tired, her body was soft and her throat was hoarse: "I'm back, let's go to bed early and will return to China tomorrow."

"Wife, you..." The cameraman raised his head, looked surprised, and said tentatively: "You...you don't blame me..."

"Husband, why would I blame you?" Xiaodouzi's mother smiled: "You have so blessed to take care of the crew's colleagues, and I can't be happy. I didn't thank me this time, I'll make up for it next time."

"Wife, are you hungry?" The cameraman felt guilty. What a good wife, she is really a beast!

At this time, he hated himself in his heart. He was a man with a wife and children. He made up his mind: "In quiet place, I can't fall in love with you anymore."

"Not hungry." Xiaodouzi's mother felt in pain. She looked at her husband, which hurt like a knife, and said revenge: "Husband, my stomach is very full, my son is very full, and we are all full."

"That's good."

The cameraman didn't notice it. He climbed onto the bed, touched his wife's belly, and said happily: "This child is so sensible and doesn't make any trouble at all."

"Can you be ignorant?" Xiaodouzi's mother felt disgusted and forced herself to take revenge, saying: "You don't even look at who this child's father is. His father is so powerful. I see, this child is born, just like his father, and he will do great things in the future."

"Wife."

The cameraman's eyes were moved. He could not have imagined that he was so tall in his wife's heart. Thinking of it, the cameraman said in a deep voice: "This child is better to call him Youwei."

"Gu Youwei."

"Han Youwei." Xiaodouzi's mother thought to herself and nodded, "Youwei sounds very nice, his father must be very happy."

"Of course I'm happy." The cameraman was filled with joy. Now, he has achieved success and his wife is virtuous. He said with satisfaction: "Wife, you are so nice."

Xiaodouzi's mother looked at her eyes and pretended to be happy: "Husband, you are so nice."

The two looked at each other.

The family of three was harmonious and warm. The cameraman suddenly thought: "The child was named and wanted to tell Brother Han that he was the child's godfather and wanted to trouble him."

"What kind of godfather, he is the child's father." Xiaodouzi's mother said: "Are you stupid? Han Qiao's identity and status? How can the godfather be strong? This child is called his father. We will never have to worry about the rest of our lives in the future."

"That's right." The cameraman didn't think much: "Brother Han and I are as close as brothers. My son is his son, so it's nothing to call him dad."

"Husband, you are so smart."
Chapter completed!
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