Chapter 77: Extra one

Fan Wai No.1 "Take a Child This Little Thing"
"Thank you to the judges of the Golden X Award, thank you to all the nominees, thank you to the actors and team of the "1677" crew, I am honored to work with such an elite team."
"I also want to thank my partner, thank you for your full support, thank you for inspiring me to move forward..."
The sound of the TV set turned on the smallest, and it spread faintly in the huge living room. Song Yi reached for the snack and took out a slice of potato chips from the packaging bag, and took a bite.
"Why is my name behind them?" Gu Xingchuan lazily put his elbow on Song Yi's shoulder, very dissatisfied.
Song Yi chewed the potato chips without blinking her eyes, "Because you are the finale, very important."
Gu Xingchuan turned his face, Song Yi's mouth was a little bit of white potato chip residue, which looked obstructive, he turned his head and licked flexibly, rolled over ambiguously, "Reluctantly agree."
Song Yi reluctantly touched the corner of his wet mouth, reached out and passed the bag of potato chips, "If you want to eat, take it yourself."
Gu Xingchuan glanced at most of the bag of potato chips, took it and put it on the coffee table, grabbed Song Yi's waist with one hand, half pressed it on the sofa, most of his body weighed on Song Yi, "You eat so high every day. Calorie, let me see if you have any meat."
"No." Song Yi sank into the soft sofa, and raised the hem of the side of the T-shirt in order to prove himself. His waist and abdomen were flat and flat. Except for the pale white scalpel scar, there was nothing flawed. "I have fitness now."
Gu Xingchuan touched his slippery skin and couldn't wait to pull his clothes higher, "Let me look elsewhere."
Song Yina didn't know what he was playing, turned her head and looked at the closed door of the baby's room, lowered her voice, "You keep quiet."
The clothes he wears at home are loose, and is easy. Gu Xingchuan's warm palms fumbled back and forth. Song Yi was itchy and numb with the thin calluses on the strings of his fingertips. He blinked slowly and sharpened. The thin jaw lifted slightly.
Gu Xingchuan understood, lowered his head wantonly grinding his full lips, his voice was vague, "I like me to kiss you"
Song Yi reached out and put her arms around his neck affectionately. Gu Xingchuan’s hot breath is familiar and unfamiliar. He has been busy with work these months and hasn’t done it for a long time.
He actually thought, "I like it, I like it very much."
Gu Xingchuan smiled and bit his soft lips, "What you want to do today is up to you."
Song Yi touched the stabbing hairline of his neck for a while. It was rare to be the master. He thought about it seriously, "I think..."
A slight noise came from the baby room, and both of them were taken aback.
Gu Xingchuan frowned, looked at Song Yi from the top down, and said softly, "He is awake."
Song Yi quickly pulled down the rolled T-shirt, pushed Gu Xingchuan's shoulders and sat up, hurriedly tying loose pants, "Is he hungry?"
"Auntie was fed before I left. I can usually sleep until five o'clock in the afternoon." Gu Xingchuan picked up the phone and glanced at the time. He looked up at the neatly dressed Song Yi, unwillingly stretched his hand into the t-shirt and pinched it. Go and see him first, and come back tonight."
Song Yi wiped his blushing face and opened the door of the baby room. The light blue room was brand new, with bright and clean windows, a row of decorative photo frames hung on the wall, a thick carpet on the floor, and a bunch of them. Colorful toys for kids.
"Tom Tom..."
The sound of the drum set was low and the rhythm was messy. A little curly-haired boy was sitting on the ground, his fleshy hands holding two small drum sticks, and he focused on the children's drum set in front of him.
Hearing the opening of the door, he raised his head, his eyes were dark and bright, and he inherited his father's fine genes perfectly, like a mold carved out.
"Daddy! Hug!" The small bottle cap made milky milk, stretched out two lotus root-like arms, and looked at Song Yi eagerly.
Song Yi felt soft, bends over and stretched his hand across his armpits, holding his small in his arms, the soft milk scent wrapped around his nose, "Why don't the baby be hugged by father"
The small bottle cap looked at the father beside him, his little arm hung tightly around Song Yi's neck, wrinkled his nose, thinking about this difficult question, "because babies like daddy hugs."
Gu Xingchuan put his hands in his pockets, glanced at the cap of the vial, and chuckled, "You little traitor."
The cap of the vial turned his head, his round head was resting on Song Yi's shoulder, and he asked ignorantly: "Daddy, what does the little traitor mean?"
"Praise you for your great meaning." Song Yi patted the soft back of the vial cap, and asked gently, "Are you hungry, do you want to eat something?"
The small bottle cap raised his head in excitement, his eyes gleaming, "Ice cream!"
"No, you have already eaten one today."
"chocolate!"
"Children can't eat too much chocolate"
"Coke!"
"No."
"toffee!"
"No, there will be tooth decay."
The cap of the small bottle was flat, and he lay motionless on Song Yi's shoulder, just like Shuang hit, "Why can daddy eat?"
"You can eat it when you grow to my age." Song Yi gently touched his hair, looked at the small bottle cap in a bad mood, and then looked up at Gu Xingchuan.
Gu Xingchuan nodded in motion, picked up the short drum stick on the ground, and said indifferently: "Aren't you going to learn drums? I'll teach you today."
As soon as the cap of the vial heard this sentence, his head jerked up, dangling like a rattle, "Dad! I want to learn!"
Since he was very young, he touched his father’s drum set for the first time, and he felt it was fun, even more fun than Thomas’ train, and even more fun than the Gundam model, but his father disliked his short hands and bought a children’s toy shelf. Let him play the drums, and teach him something when he is interested.
Looking at the back of his furry head, Song Yi finally breathed a sigh of relief, and sat on the carpet with the soft bottle cap.
Gu Xingchuan's slender and beautiful hands pinched two small drum sticks, frowned and looked at the mini drum set in front of him, sitting on the opposite side of the two with his back straight, "Your posture with the sticks is wrong."
As he said, he stretched out the palm of his hand, "Hold it at one-third of the place, this finger and this finger are naturally bent, and the palm is inward, so that it is easy to exert force."
The cap of the small bottle listened carefully, spreading the fleshy hand in the air, the little finger was tender and short, holding the drum stick following his father's description, but his father had too many professional vocabulary, he hadn't gone to school, and couldn't listen at all. understand.
Song Yi held his hand and adjusted slowly, and said softly, "That's right."
The two looked at each other, and Gu Xingchuan raised his eyebrows, held the snare stick, banged a few times, and struck a simple legato in a neat motion, "Repeat it again."
The small bottle cap tilted his head and thought, picked up the drum sticks, and followed Gu Xingchuan's way, repeating the rhythm very slowly.
"Yes, hurry up." Gu Xingchuan nodded in satisfaction.
The cap of the vial was knocked a few times, but before it was finished, I forgot the rhythm behind, and the little hand holding the drumstick stopped in the air, "Dad, forgot."
Gu Xingchuan squinted his eyes, his face expressionless, "Okay, the last time this Lianyin will teach you, it won't mean you don't have this talent."
The small bottle cap opened his round eyes and looked at Gu Xingchuan's hand, not even daring to blink his eyes.
This time I remembered that although it was much slower than Gu Xingchuan's speed, there was no error in the rhythm, a perfect legato.
"Do it again." Gu Xingchuan's mouth curled slightly.
The father and son repeated it several times, and the learning ability of the small bottle cap is very strong. Song Yi pondered that genetics made sense. After all, his mother was a schoolmaster at the time. Although his father had average academic performance, he could still catch up with the final exam. , Together with his two IQs, the cap can't be a dumb kid.
Song Yi was worried that he was tired, and squeezed his soft face, "Isn't it tired?"
"Tired." The small bottle cap leaned against Song Yi's arms.
"Would you like to take a break?"
The small bottle cap looked at his father with squishy eyes, asking for Gu Xingchuan's advice.
Song Yi and Gu Xingchuan have agreed not to interfere with each other's education of their children, so if Gu Xingchuan disagrees, Song Yi will be fine.
Gu Xingchuan's jaw tightened, staring at the cap of the vial, "Do you remember the story that Dad told you"
Song Yi's small body tightened, the small bottle cap immediately sat upright, picked up the drum sticks from the carpet, and knocked them in a decent way.
"What story?" Song Yi patted the tight back of the small bottle cap, frightening the child like this.
The small bottle cap glanced at Gu Xingchuan, and whispered: "Dad said that there was a child who was half-hearted in learning things, and then he became an alpaca."
"..."
Song Yi held his forehead helplessly. The small bottle cap had seen an alpaca in Gu’s family. Someone jokingly told him that it was a pleasing goat. The small bottle cap fed the alpaca for several days, but the chef at home didn’t know and killed the alpaca. Barbecue, the small bottle cap was so scared that I couldn't sleep that night, and I was scared when I heard the name alpaca.
The aunt who cooks at home made a good table today, and made a special trip to steam the piglet's sugar-hearted buns for the small bottle cap. The family of three enjoyed the meal.
Song Yi picked up the cartoon apron and carefully fastened the cap of the vial, "Do you want daddy to feed you?"
"No!" The cheeks of the small bottle cap were swollen, holding a small spoon to be like an adult, "I slept three times this year, and I can have my own meal!"
Song Yi couldn't laugh or cry, "Okay, eat slowly."

The calf under the dining table was touched by someone. As soon as Song Yi raised his head, Gu Xingchuan clamped his calf with both feet, and his slender eyes looked at him calmly.
Song Yi glared at him lightly and warned him not to go too far.
Gu Xingchuan entangled his legs reluctantly and tended to go up more and more. Song Yi was gone. He wiped his face in front of the child and said softly to the cap of the small bottle: "The baby goes to sleep after eating. Okay, Dad and Daddy are very sleepy, and they want to sleep."
The small bottle capped the food and nodded reluctantly.
Song Yi glanced at Gu Xingchuan angeredly. The initiator didn't mean to be guilty, and raised her eyebrows proudly.
The aunt coaxed the small bottle cap to sleep in the children's bed, Song Yi gently tucked the quilt, and Gu Xingchuan was all on business trips with the children, so she rarely had time to tell her bedtime stories.
He came out of the small bottle cover room, put warm water in the bathtub in the bathroom, took a simple shower, looked at the misty mirror, took out a suit of clothes from the suitcase and changed it.
He pushed open the bedroom door, Gu Xingchuan lay on the solo sofa with headphones on his ears. He was listening to the music composed last night. When he looked up, he was stunned.
When the crew of "1677" won the prize, a charity party was held to auction the crew's costumes, and Song Yi took a set of military uniforms that she wore.
He wears a nice look, his iron-gray uniform is white, his feet are black leather boots, his slender and straight calves are tightly wrapped, indescribably sexy, and the bridge of his nose is covered with fine-rimmed gold glasses. It's a bit more elegant.
Song Yi walked a few steps with a cold expression. With his long legs, Shi Shiran straddled Gu Xingchuan's waist, reciting the lines sternly, "The commander asked me to interrogate you."
When he first got married, he would play some of these games from time to time, but with the birth of the small bottle cap, they got busy with each other's work and hadn't played this game for a long time.
Gu Xingchuan put his arm around his thin waist and played with him, sitting still, and asked indifferently, "What does he want to know?"
Song Yi’s cool fingertips slid along the bridge of his brave nose to the thin upper lip. Even after looking at it for a few years, Gu Xingchuan’s beautiful face can make him feel heartbroken every time he looks closely, "He wants to know if you are not. "Rattlesnake" did you kill the staff"
"Want to know my name, there is a price to pay." Gu Xingchuan grabbed his wrist and spoke clearly.
Song Yi kissed him on the cheek and took a sip, "What's the price?"
Gu Xingchuan pulled off his tight belt, breathing heavily, staring straight at him, eyes full of enthusiasm, "Use your body in exchange for information."
Song Yi frowned, pretending to be embarrassed, "As if I disagree"
"You have no right to choose." Gu Xingchuan turned over fiercely. Song Yi was crushed on the cramped single sofa, unable to move. Gu Xingchuan's warm breath hit his face with a low, hoarse voice. Right to the ear, "You only have the right to tell me to be quicker and crueler."
Song Yi stretched out his arm and twisted the dizzy yellow floor lamp. The light in the room dimmed for an instant, and Gu Xingchuan's outline seemed to pass a circle of soft light, "You are not allowed to lie."
The buttons of the uniform were fastened tightly, and Gu Xingchuan slowly untied them one by one, like unpacking an exquisite gift, "No."
The atmosphere is getting better, the surrounding temperature rises with it, the lips and the teeth are intertwined, the breath of each other is entwined, and the thin blanket on the sofa becomes a mess.
Song Yi breathed in small mouths, and only the coat was loosely draped over his shoulders. "Be gentle."
"You don't like my gentleness." Gu Xingchuan bit his slightly bulging jaw hard.
Song Yi's ears were hot, and she bit her lip, "Be gentle today, I want to try gentle you."
Gu Xingchuan glanced at him unexpectedly and smiled lowly, "This request satisfies you."
At the moment when I was only close to the door, there was a childish "Dad..." behind me.
"..."
"..."
The two people stared at them with big eyes. Song Yi's face became more and more red. He bit his scalp and turned his head. The small bottle cap was holding the fluffy velvet bear, rubbing his eyes with one hand, and staring at the two people blankly.
Gu Xingchuan fastened his pants, sat up from Song Yi, frowned and glanced at the cap of the vial, "What are you doing?"
"I want to sleep with my dad and daddy." Little bottle cap whispered, feeling that dad was upset, but he didn't know why.
Gu Xingchuan looked cold, turned and strode to the bathroom, "You are not allowed to enter Dad's bedroom without knocking.
The small bottle cap pouted and climbed onto the bed, and quickly got into the quilt, only revealing a pair of eyes outside the quilt, watching Gu Xingchuan bend over slightly, as if he was enduring something, his big eyes flashed with doubts, "Dad are you uncomfortable"
Gu Xingchuan ignored his problem and went to the bathroom to take a cold shower to solve his physical problems.
The enchanting atmosphere soaked in the soup, and Song Yi was also very sorry, but the child still had to coax, sat on the side of the bed, and coughed slightly, "We have to knock on the door when we enter the room of daddy and daddy. Let’s be a polite kid, OK? "
The small bottle cap nodded, hugged Song Yi's arm, and put his head on the back of Song Yi's hand. "Daddy, I also want to hear you tell the story of Little Tiger."
Song Yi touched his small face, feeling better in her heart, and she had to be responsible for the birth of her, "Okay, there used to be a forest..."
When Gu Xingchuan came back, he had changed into home clothes. A family of three was lying on a big bed with a small bottle cap squeezed between them. The left hand held Song Yi and the right hand held Gu Xingchuan, just like a small mascot.
There was no light in the room, and the small bottle cap slept for a long time during the day, and now I can’t sleep anymore, entangled two people energeticly, "Dad, why is it dark?"
"Because the earth rotates, the light travels in a straight line, and the sky will be dark when the sun's light is not available."
"..."
"Daddy, why does it rain"
"Because... the little princess in the sky has lost her beloved toy, she has first-class tears, and it will rain in the sky."
"Dad, is there Chang'e on the moon?"
"Nonsense, there is no Chang'e at all, there is only Apollo on the moon."
"Daddy, why are rabbit ears so long"
"Because the little rabbit's mother always likes to pull its ears, pull and pull, its ears are getting longer and longer, and they will never grow back."
"Dad, why can't the fish climb the tree"
"Because the fish lives in the water, they die when they climb a tree."
"Daddy, can the stars in the sky be counted?"
"Yes." Song Yi put his arms around his little shoulders, looked at the blue starry sky outside the window, and said softly: "Daddy will count you one, two, three..."
Until the cap of the vial gradually grew longer, sleeping like a pig.
The two went out lightly and went to Gu Xingchuan's study next door. They happily grew up with each other a few times, and finally resolved their lovesickness.
Wearing a coat, Song Yi lay on the table limply, her face flushed, and she breathed like a fish. Gu Xingchuan sat on the table with her two long slender legs propped on the ground, refreshed and refreshed. Satisfied.
Song Yi came back a little bit and squeezed her face. This time Gu Xingchuan did it quite ruthlessly. At first glance, she felt miserable. "I have pushed all the schedules within half a year, and plan to accompany you and the bottle cap well. "
"My name is in front this time." Gu Xingchuan held his arm and raised his eyebrows.
Song Yi glanced at him and sighed helplessly, "You even have to eat your son's jealousy"
Gu Xingchuan snorted, turned his face away, and asked hardly: "Do you love me more or love him more"
Song Yi pondered this question seriously, stretched out her arm, and held Gu Xingchuan's hand with her wet palm, "As much as you are, you are as important to me."
Gu Xingchuan was not satisfied with this answer, and uttered two words clearly, "Perfunctory."
Song Yi smiled silently, and slowly said, "The small bottle cap is a gift from heaven. He came to this world with us. He does not belong to any of us, but we belong to each other. This is something he can’t compare. of."
Gu Xingchuan nodded reluctantly with satisfaction, and lowered his head to touch his forehead, "You are more important to me than him."
Song Yi blinked and looked up at him closely, "Why?"
Gu Xingchuan is confident, "I have known him for three years and you for twelve years. You will always be more important than him."
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