LIGHTNOVELONLINE Chapter 777 Performing
"Yes, do you know that when you lie, your eyes look everywhere? It's really obvious."
Song Tingran went to grab it, but his hand was so tight that he couldn't open it at all. This head-on confrontation was no longer possible, so he simply let go of his hand and kissed him.
Qiao Jinshu was stunned. The note in his hand was snatched away. The Zazai covered their eyes and all laughed. The gaps in the hands covering their eyes were exposed.
"Seven, no wonder you have a guilty conscience. It's you and Song Lingjia who are playing rock, paper, scissors."
Song Tingran also opened the note and showed it to the other couples. Qiao Jinshu became honest after being kissed. He was completely immersed in the sweetness and didn't care about the date or the performance.
Not surprisingly, Rock, Paper, Scissors is also played by Qiao Jinshu, and the performance is also very exciting.
Shi Yan: "How about it, Jinshu, what kind of talent show have you prepared for us?"
"My talent is beyond your imagination. I must be the most powerful. Wait until I come back!"
Everyone had prepared everything for this performance in advance. Qiao Jinshu's things were not in the room, which meant that they could not be prepared in advance, which made everyone very curious.
There was a lot of discussion in the room about what Qiao Jinshu's talent was. As a result, he came in with a basin of hot water.
"My wife, please sit down. The talent I want to perform is foot massage." Qiao Jinshu was already ready, with a soft handkerchief on his shoulders.
Song Tingran: "......"
Although speechless, it was really comfortable. Song Tingran sat on the edge of the bed, while Qiao Jinshu squatted on the ground and squeezed his feet.
The other people couldn't enjoy it as much, and they couldn't finish it for a while, so they simply started a new round of drawing lots.
Shi Yan came to take charge and directly drew two, "Xiao Yuchen in the adult group and Song Leyu in the child group."
Xiao Yuchen really didn't want to be drawn, but everyone had to perform, so he couldn't refuse, so he bit the bullet and prayed that he would lose.
Sometimes people always come to whatever they don't want. Xiao Yuchen held an ax in his hand and the cylindrical piece of wood in front of him.
"I don't know anything except chopping wood. I'm pretty good at it. I'll show you how to chop wood."
As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Yuchen started chopping, connecting quickly. This was the first time he had seen chopping firewood in the house. It was intuitive and shocking.
At first glance, Xiao Yuchen seemed to be chopping firewood frequently. He picked up the ax and brought it down, neatly and with very little debris.
However, not everyone can do this job. It requires a lot of strength. After a while, the whole piece of wood turned into firewood of about the same size.
"Wow, Second Daddy, you are so powerful! You can kill a cow with one punch!" Song Lingjia stood up and clapped, clapping hard with her little hands.
"Of course, my father has a lot of strength." Song Qingyi was very proud, with an unyielding smile on his face.
Xiao Yuchen also gradually lost himself in the rounds of praises. When he went back to sit down, he was still dizzy.
The hot water had cooled down, so Qiao Jinshu wiped Song Tingran's feet and returned to the bed warm.
Qiao Jinshu went to pour the footwashing water before coming back. When he came back, Sang Cheng had already brought new socks and put them on Song Tingran.
In fact, it's not cold at all, but Song Tingran just wanted to reassure Sang Cheng. If it gets particularly hot for a while, he can take it off.
It was originally planned to take a break after performing a few performances, but the more the performance became, the more difficult it was to stop the car, and one performance came after another.
Shi Yan composed a poem, Chang Yuqiao played the piano, Sang Cheng mended clothes, Wen Ci made a small dessert, and Wen Li wrote a new creative recipe.
Shi Le'an painted, Song Leyu wrote, Song Changyue played the guzheng, Song Qingyi performed a boxing session, Song Lingjia felt the pulse, and Song Chuan performed a trick to fall asleep in one second.
It was already past midnight, and without even realizing it, the time passed by so quickly.
"That's not right, Wife, you are not included in this lottery!" After it was over, Qiao Jinshu suddenly realized that it was because he was having too much fun.
"That's right. It's just that I'm not here. You perform and I come to watch. This isn't very fair."
Qiao Jinshu couldn't help Song Tingran, so he ran to Shi Yan's side and asked for help.
Shi Yan was helpless, "Jinshu, I discovered this when we were drawing lots."
"Ah? Then you don't care. We are performing thirteen moves in full swing. She...she just watches..." I felt aggrieved.
Song Tingran lay on the ground and kicked Qiao Jinshu, "Watch your words, this is in front of me."
"Ang, let me tell you the truth. You just didn't perform, so you don't want people to talk about it, right?" Qiao Jinshang continued to argue.
It was too late, and most of the pups were already drowsy, too sleepy to open their eyes.
Song Tingran sat up, "Then, do you still want to eat the small pancakes and meat skewers I mentioned earlier?"
Qiao Jinshu immediately beamed with joy and went back to make up for it.
"Eat, this must be eaten. I drank a little too much. I'm talking a lot of nonsense. Wife, if you've heard it, don't remember it. Think about what you need for the cookies. I'm going to prepare them right away. .”
Song Tingran's trick was effective every time, and Qiao Jinshu had a knack for being greedy. As long as there was something delicious to eat, he would do anything.
"My Jinshu, you are so cute." She held his face with both hands and did not kiss him, but the distance was very close. "Before eating the cookies, please send the children back to their rooms."
"Huh?" Qiao Jinshu noticed that most of the children were asleep, and Song Lingjia was beside them, holding a pillow and snoring.
The adults all got up softly, each holding a child. It was just right. It was cold outside and hot inside. It was easy to catch the cold if you went out directly.
I found thick clothes to cover the children, so that if they walked quickly, there would be no problem.
After the husband left with all the cubs in his arms, Song Tingran was worried about the mess. The bottom bedding must have been cleaned again, and the top ones also needed to be picked up one by one.
And the firewood, cups, teapot... they all have to be taken out and put away one by one.
It's impossible to do it tonight, let's talk about it tomorrow...
Song Tingran closed the door of the main room, thinking that it would take time for the husband to clean up the sleeping children, so she simply started working in the white kitchen.
There are still a lot of fresh green onions picked before, enough to be used with pancakes at night. Now Song Tingran just picks out the willow branches from before and skewers the meat.
Mainly pork and beef, which are best wrapped in small pancakes. While she was cooking, Shi Yan was the first to come into the kitchen.
"How are the children? Are they awake?" Song Tingran asked while cutting the beef.
Shi Yan walked over quickly to help, "I haven't woken up yet. I'm sleeping very deeply. It's a pity that the children won't be able to enjoy these cookies."