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Yun thinks of the heart at this moment as a sip of hot water in the cold winter twelfth lunar month, warming from the body to the limbs.

"A Mian, you are busy now, don't take care of me distracted."

"I just moved my mouth, these things are to prepare people." Song Mian's voice is pleasant and relaxed.

Song Mian said this, Yun thought that she didn't know how to pick it up. She knew he was telling the truth.

But not completely, if not always concerned about her every move, know her health well.

How does Song Mian tell people to make something suitable for her? This intention is not as simple as moving your mouth.

"What's wrong?" Song Mian asked in a low voice when she noticed the silence.

Unconsciously sliding his fingertips, Yun thought about it and said, "I just think you did a lot for me, but I don't seem to know what I can do for you."

A low laugh came from the phone: "Love is not an equivalent transaction. For me, being able to pay for you is the happiest thing. You can accept and enjoy my contribution, which is also my greatest achievement."

Yun thought about the ripples in his heart at this moment, and he couldn't calm down at all.

She has been dating Song Mian until now. Song Mian didn't even say I love you, but his love is too foul.

And every sentence is so straightforward, let Yun think about it without force.

But Wanyun always thinks that the man's mouth is a deceptive ghost, but he can't help being sweetened by Song Mian.

She is like a woman who once despised the fallen love without IQ.

Blindly thinking that Song Mian's every sentence is sincere!

"Song Mian, you beware that I will not take you seriously one day." In order to cover up his mood, Yun thinks back with a fierce tone.

It caused Song Mian's more charming laughter: "I never thought you put me in my eyes."

Yun thought for a moment, and Song Mian's soft voice sounded again: "I just want you to put me in your heart."

Put it in your heart and become your anti-scale, no one can touch it.

Clearly across the phone, Yun thinks that Song Mian is whispering in her ears, a current numbs her ears, at this moment Yun thinks a bit to understand what is the sound of making her ears pregnant.

Song Mian, who knows how to stop, seems to know that the restrained Yun doesn’t know how to answer him, and naturally shifts the topic: "How have you been recently?"

"Very good, just a little busy." Yun thought about taking advantage of the situation to relax, and added, "I have paid attention to the combination of work and rest. When will you come back?"

"I still have something here, I will definitely come back to accompany you for the New Year." Song Mian promised.

This is the first new year after their relationship, and it is of great significance to both of them.

"I may have to be busy until the end of the year." Yun thinks about the progress of the shooting.

The siege plan that was lightly described in this drama was very focused when it was actually shot.

It was very magnificent and photographed by Wu Zhao. In every war drama, there were tens of thousands of people in group performances, and the momentum was huge. From a bird's eye perspective, the magnificent picture was very shocking.

Because of Wu Zhao's excellence, this drama should be filmed in the New Year, but she may be able to kill it earlier.

The two talked about the trivial things around them, and Yun hung up after thinking about it.

"Think about it, this pillow is so fragrant and warm." Looking at Yun Yun finally hung up the phone, and Coco handed her the pillow that was taken out of the package.

Yun thinks that when he took it in his hand, he smelled a faint aroma of medicine. Song Mian sent two, and looked at Aili and Cocoa.

If there is an uneven distribution, then there will be no division.

At night, I slept with a medicine pillow for a night. Yun Xiang thought that his brain was awake than a few days ago. After still clenching his teeth and insisting on morning exercises, Yun Xiang thought about taking a shower and putting on the equipment that Song Mian gave her.

Not all of the filmings are winter scenes. Even in the winter scenes, the costumes are trembling with coldness.

One by one, he was fully armed with the help of an assistant, and he was almost wrapped in a quilt.

Yun thinks about it but walks slowly and reasonably. Sun Qiluo, who has just seen the show, is anxiously dead, grabbing her: "After the show, you don't have to behave like this, you are cold."

The two sat down to watch the others filming, and Sun Qiluo was reluctant to let go of Yun Xiang's hand: "Your hand is soft and warm."

More comfortable than her handbag.

"Drink." Yun thinks of giving her tea to Sun Qiluo.

"What kind of tea is so fragrant." Sun Qiluo looked up with a big mouthful.

At first, I just felt that hot water was pouring into my body, and the heat dissipated. I waited for a while and found that I was still warm all the time. Everyone is warm!"

"Is it so magical?" He Xingzhou sitting beside asked.

"Taste it." Yun thought of looking at him with curiosity, and poured him a glass.

Soon after drinking, He Xingzhou rushed over: "Think about it, your tea is delicious, and give me some more."

"Yes, the warm-up effect can be called a magical effect." Sun Qiluo also drank a glass, "Where can I buy the medicine pack?"

"It was made by a friend of my Chinese medicine, not for sale. But I have a lot of them there. I'll order it to you." Song Mian sent a lot of tea bags, and she certainly couldn't drink it all by herself.

"My old fritters are not as good as you, a little girl has life experience!" Sun Qiluo thinks that she is the one who is cared for compared to Yun think about this girl who is nine years younger than her.

Because she did not think in the direction of her boyfriend, thinking that Yun thought long ago about the suffering in winter, so she went to a Chinese medicine doctor in advance to make preparations.

Yun Xiangxiao smiled, did not speak.

"I don't care. If I ask who I like to film with in the future, I will definitely think about it." He Xingzhou held the teacup. "It's so happy, I used to make fake movies!"

"You have met dummies before!" Sun Qiluo rolled his eyes.

Yun thought about seeing the two of them having to fight again and quickly divert the topic: "What's wrong with Xiong Da?"

Today, Xiong Ao was sitting in a very weird posture all day long. He was quite weak and weak. He didn't have the momentum of the past. Even if he made mistakes in the group performance, he didn't have the energy to fire.

"Whose writer, screenwriter or person who works in writing does not have cervical spondylosis?" He Xingzhou whispered, "He is an old problem, and it will be more serious in winter. It may be sick again."

Yun Xiang nodded, Xiong Ao was obviously very uncomfortable, but still insisted on the set, even Cao Chi and Wu Zhao did not persuade him to persuade him twice. Yun Xiang thought very much about this.

Turning her head, she called Song Yao, and the first time Song Yao was connected, she said, "Miss Yun, are you looking for the young master? I will immediately..."

"No, I'll ask you."

"Huh?" Song Yao didn't respond.