The two looked at each other, and there was an unspeakable understanding in their eyes.

Yan Ling leaned against Yi Haiyin's arms, her little hands kept tugging at his shirt buttons, and she was still trying to persuade Yi Haiyin to let her attend the awards ceremony.

"Yi Haiyin, we need to know the report. If it weren't for Xiao Yueyue, I would definitely stay away from you at the beginning. She is like my family, and I can't help her."

"..."

"And do you remember that "Meeting" is also a work of our love. It is now on the list of winners. Don't you want to take a look?"

"..."

"I still remember that I promised your girlfriend to film that dancing scene. Now that I think about it, I was really stupid."

"Not stupid, very good." Yi Haiyin was finally willing to let go and retorted her words.

She promised his girlfriend, how could she be stupid? That was her smartest time.

Following Yan Ling's words, Yi Haiyin seemed to recall their scenes in the crew.

He was attracted by her clean eyes at first...

He always found a familiar feeling in her casually...

I don't know since when, her every move will make him pay special attention and get caught in it.

Later he realized that he had fallen in love with her long before he knew she was the girl that night.

Fortunately, they met in the vast crowd, and found each other in the vast crowd...

What Yan Ling said was right, the drama "Meeting" was really their work of determination.

It is not only the meeting of the hero and heroine in the play, but also the "meeting" of the two of them.

"So, do you want me to attend the awards ceremony?" Yan Ling lifted his head from his arms and looked at him pitifully.

After she became pregnant, she became more and more coquettish.

However, Yi Haiyin especially eats this set, as long as she acts like a baby, he will agree to anything.

"The dress should not be too tight, high heels are not allowed, and you should say if you are uncomfortable, and..." Yi Haiyin can count out a lot of rules one by one without holding his fingers.

"..." Yi Haiyin, your thoughts like this will make people suspect that there is an old lady living in your body.

You can easily lose your baby...

"I promised, I promised, I promised!" Yan Ling quickly raised his hand to promise.

"The last condition." Yi Haiyin's thin lips opened slightly, and he said every word, "On this occasion, you can only go with me."

"Yi Haiyin, Xiao Yueyue is a woman..." Isn't he jealous of this?

"I'm not jealous. I want to protect you and the baby." Yi Haiyin said righteously, not good at lying, but the roots of his ears turned red first.

"Xia Changyue, I suddenly felt that we should work hard to give birth to a second child." Yan Chengchi stared at Yi Haiyin who was sitting opposite him, gritted his teeth unwillingly.

He has never experienced the feeling of watching his child a little bit and growing up in her belly.

Hearing Yi Haiyin’s admonition to Yan Ling not to allow this or that, he suddenly realized how many things they had missed in the four years they had missed...

He did not realize the joy of Xia Changyue's pregnancy.

He didn't take care of her when she was the most difficult pregnancy.

He can only piece together the appearance of babies and babies at birth from the album that Yan Ling gave him...

That kind of regret is irreparable even if I have more now.

"Ling'er, someone is jealous of me." Yi Haiyin raised his eyebrows when he heard Yan Chengchi's words.