"Is this the Demon City? It's different from what I imagined."

As soon as Tu Xiaogang got off the plane, he started sticking out his tongue. If he didn't know, he thought Xiao Qian was holding a Tibetan mastiff.

"Can you pay attention to your image? You are a singer of Starlight Entertainment. I don't want to be shameless when I see this virtue?"

Tu Xiaogang quickly returned to normal, but his sweaty hands could not stop.

Looking at him funnyly, Xiao Qian asked, "What do you think the demon city should look like?"

Tu Xiaogang opened his mouth and came.

"Isn't it said that this is Jiangnan, the small bridge, flowing water, and others, beautiful and elegant, calm and quiet. Why is the heat here even more like the capital?"

Xiao Qian laughed and saw the car that the company came to pick up.

"The Demon City has never been Jiangnan and has no relationship with Jiangnan. The Demon City is the Demon City."

Many people think that demons are representatives of Jiangnan, but in fact, those who have lived here know that Jiangnan is representatives of Suhang, Hangzhou, Wu and Yue, and even Yang Huai has connections.

Only the Magic City has completely different charm from Jiangnan.

When Jiangnan was most praised, the Demon City was just a small fishing village that no one cares about.

The rise of the demon city has nothing to do with the cultural influence of the Jiangnan water town.

This is a place where Eastern and Western cultures meet and compromise, and eventually become neither Chinese nor foreign, claiming to be of the same lineage.

The foundation of the Demon City lies in contradictions and fusion, sharpness and elaboration, but there is no gracefulness that Jiangnan should have.

The beauty of the demon city is all in the alternation of the old and new eras, but there is no praise from poetry.

It’s a pity that the times are rotating too quickly, and the culture nurtured by the Demon City has not blossomed and bears fruit, so it has no choice but to become a lofty corner.

The mountains and rivers are separated from each other, and there is no doubt about the inner world.

This is also the reason why there are Beijing circles, Guangdong circles, and Northwest circles in the entertainment and cultural industry in the new era, but there are no Shanghai circles.

Xiao Qian handed Tu Xiaogang over to Xu Jiayi, and the manager leader would arrange Tu Xiaogang properly.

I spent the whole summer vacation in the film and television city filming, and people were so bad that they were stink. After finally returning home, Xiao Qian felt that she should have some rest.

The inertia of life is too great.

Even though he was greedy for his comfortable big bed, he woke up in the early morning.

I tossed and turned and couldn't sleep, but I was worried.

The underwear is wet, not like pissing anymore.

He understood what was going on, took off his underwear and looked at the bright sunshine, giggling while watching.

Hi, it's not easy, I finally grew up.

This discovery made Xiao Qian feel refreshed, proud and proud.

【Bangbangbangbangbang】

"Qingjue, have you gotten up?"

There was a turmoil in the girl's room, and there were also the girl shouting anxiously.

"I...I'm up, don't come in."

"oh."

Xiao Qian was obedient and pushed open the door directly.

"Ah...who wants you to come in?"

Li Qingjue, who was careless and lost Jingzhou, was even more panicked. He tried hard to hide the clothes in his hand, but could not hide the bright red spots on the bed sheets.

"You go out for me, get out soon."

This girl was so irritable for the first time. She pushed and beat Xiao Qian, but frowned and covered her lower abdomen.

Xiao Qian was repelled, looked at the confined door, shook her head, and did not tell anyone, leaving the door alone.

He came back soon, and happened to meet Li Qingjue who had finished washing.

"Here, I bought it for you, be careful of hygiene."

Looking at the thing Xiao Qian handed over, Li Qingjue instantly turned into a peach, and tears fell down unyieldingly.

"You...you...you hooligan!!!"

Seeing the girl crying and going to find her mother, Xiao Qian was very confused.

What did you do wrong?

I didn't see Li Qingjue during breakfast. Xu Mingxia looked at him with a strange look, but her smile was happy.

"Boy, you...why did you think of buying sanitary napkins for Qingjue?"

It was always a bit strange when the mother-in-law and her son-in-law discussed this.

Xiao Qian is very natural.

"A girl is having a menstrual period, don't she use this?"

Xu Mingxia found that she was even more embarrassed.

"I'm asking you, how do you understand this?"

Xiao Qian's rice.

"I've taught the physiological and hygiene class."

"Nonsense, don't think I don't know what your school will teach."

Xu Mingxia's eyes were a little dangerous.

Xiao Qian wisely confessed to being lenient.

"Okay, let me be honest, this is what I saw when I was in Korea. The adult education there is relatively early, and I think it's good."

Xu Mingxia snorted coldly.

"Koreans are shameless."

Koreans are wronged and there is no hope of complaining.

After saying that, she looked at Xiao Qian who was like nothing, and she felt that some things should be clear.

"you……"

Xiao Qian raised his hand quickly.

"We are still young and will pay attention."

How much does this child know? Xu Mingxia found that she couldn't use her educational methods.

It is because of this kid that her two children have never worried about her since she was a child.

Do you know that your cleverness makes a mother feel very unfulfilled?

"Hey, before you knew it, you have all grown up. It won't be long before you can prepare your wedding."

"puff……"

Xiao Qian finally squirted.

"Mom, this is really early."

Xiao Qian finally entered Li Qingjue's room, even if she locked the door.

Just kidding, how can a successful man be blocked by his wife?

Looking at the quails in the quilt, Xiao Qian worked hard and gentle.

"Silly girl, why do you have such a big reaction? This is normal, which means you have grown up."

Li Qing never made a sound, and the quilt was arched.

After all, the first time a 14-year-old girl has come here, Mazhu.

Xiao Qian was not helpless, so she turned around and grabbed the remote control and turned off the air conditioner.

Sure enough, within five minutes, Li Qingjue jumped out and stared at him, his two chicken feet trying to grab it.

It turned out to be blocked by a bowl.

"I cooked a bowl of brown sugar water, come and drink it before it was cold."

Li Qingjue blinked his eyes.

"What am I drinking this?"

"The stomach doesn't hurt after drinking it."

"real?"

"Believe me."

Gudong Gudong...
To be continued...