Chapter 1051 Play with Ants Again and Eat Farts at Night!

Some people, even if they only saw the photos, were impressed by Tang Li.

In particular, the other party is also related to Song Boyan.

only--

Tang Li didn't expect that the person Gao Wenlan said had immigrated abroad would come back again, and even took a mixed-race girl to participate in a domestic variety show.

The program team has given the guests information, but the introduction of this amateur female guest is very few.

In addition to the English name Cloud, there is only one sentence, "I have worked in a foreign translation agency".

The little finger of the left hand on his side was slightly hooked.

Tang Li turned his head and met Song Jingtian's raised face.

Because there was a camera at the scene, the little guy deliberately whispered to her: "What are you staring at? You're not as good-looking as you are."

Tang Li originally wanted to say that the adults should leave the children alone, however, when the words came to his lips, it became: "Really?"

The little guy nodded suddenly.

Tang Li added, "I think she's pretty."

"What's so beautiful." Song Jingtian's round fingers lightly pinched her palm, "With such a big chest and a big butt, it's not feminine at all!"

Tang Li: "..."

Seeing that no one around was paying attention, Tang Li asked Song Jingtian, "You come to a variety show, your mother and your elder brother agree?"

"No objection." The little guy answered vaguely.

Tang Li was about to ask again, but out of the corner of his eye he caught a glimpse of the camera turning towards them.

Liang Jing's daughter, Ka Ka, suddenly ran over, tilted her head and looked at Song Jingtian, then said in a milky voice, "You look like mousse mousse!"

"Nonsense, it's obviously Bu Jingyun." The little guy corrected him.

"Who is Bu Jingyun?"

Song Jingtian resisted not answering, he helped his strawberry sunglasses, and turned to his side arrogantly: "This is not something that preschool children can know."

At this moment, the son of the actress Du Wei ran over.

He took Ka Ka's little hand and glanced at Song Jingtian again: "Ka Ka, don't play with her, ugliness will be contagious to each other."

Song Jingtian: "...?"

One gram of deduction kills rice?

Tang Li drew the lottery and came back, and found that Song Jingtian was squinting at the second generation of the four stars who were playing in a group not far away, "Why don't you join them?"

The little guy gave her a meaningful look: "Have you ever seen a male lion play with a kitten?"

Tang Li pulled the corners of his lips: "When I didn't say it."

The little guy noticed the note in Tang Li's hand, and immediately climbed his wrist on tiptoe: "What is written, let me see it."

In order to increase the fun of the program, each episode will have corresponding tasks.

The first issue is to ask the guests to take their children to find the 'treasure' buried in the Gobi Desert by the program team.

What Tang Li drew was to find a spittoon (?).

Looking at the tasks announced by other guests, it is either a music box or a pipe.

No matter how bad it is, you can also draw a pole.

Tang Li put away the note with the spittoon painted on without changing his expression.

"Tang Li, what did you draw?" Tang Min, the actress next to her, turned her head.

"Similar to you."

Tang Li was ready to recharge.

Liang Jing took the note and suddenly interjected: "On the way here, the assistant director has quietly revealed to me that among the six treasures, there is a spittoon."

Six pieces of paper, five have been spread out.

I also didn't see the rumored spittoon.

so--

The eyes of the five pairs of guests all turned to someone.

Tang Li: "..."

【What is this called? If you don’t believe me, look up, who the heavens have forgiven! 】

In the live broadcast room, a bright red hahaha.

[Redson and Jets, "The Journey to Find the Spittoon" starring someone Tang will log in to this live room at 8:00 tomorrow morning, so stay tuned! 】

"I'll change it with you." A note that said 'black film' was handed over.

It's the amateur guest Cloud.

Tang Li stared at him for two seconds, didn't take the note, just smiled lightly: "The spittoon is pretty good, Song...Xiaohuamaru, don't you think?"

"Of course." Song Jingtian nodded cooperatively as the person holding the chime: "My mother likes to put flowers in the spittoon. Every time my eldest brother entertains important guests, the red wine is chilled in the spittoon."

Tang Li: "..."

The second half is superfluous.

Carrying Song Jingtian, Tang Li first returned to his residence.

"Aren't you going to have dinner?" the little guy asked.

He could see it in the yard, and he was going to eat a big pot of rice tonight.

Tang Li looked kind: "How about I use a spittoon for you to take back?"

Song Jingtian: "..."

As soon as he entered Room 6, Tang Li covered the camera with a cloth head on the pretext of changing clothes.

As for the photographer who followed him, he stayed in the compound for dinner.

The cellar is air-conditioned.

Tang Li put on flip-flops, and took off Song Jingtian's headgear and skirt.

After covering it all day, the little guy had a circle of prickly heat on his neck and shoulders.

Fortunately, Tang Li was prepared before coming. She brought a basin of water and wiped Song Jingtian's upper body. She took out a box of prickly heat powder from the trolley case and patted some on the little guy's neck and shoulders.

Wearing a pair of shorts, Song Jingtian allowed Tang Li to wipe his face, not forgetting about the food issue: "What shall we eat at night?"

"I sent a message to the deputy director, and he will send it to us."

In the corner of the cellar, there is Song Jingtian's trolley case.

Tang Li opened it and realized that the little guy was really prepared.

The box is filled with women's clothing.

Moreover, they are all princess dresses with double yarns.

There is a big temperature difference between day and night in Ning City. At this moment, it was not nighttime. Tang Li simply picked out a long black letter T from his luggage and put it on the little guy.

When Tang Li was taking a shower, Song Jingtian went outside to play.

The little guy didn't wear instant noodles anymore, but was wrapped in a silk scarf by Tang Li.

Jiang Yunxi came over with the food box, and what she saw was the scene of Song Jingtian, accompanied by a corgi, squatting on the ground with a branch and playing with ants.

Song Jingtian was about to dig a new home for the ants, but the setting sun above his head was mostly obscured, and a gentle female voice sounded behind him: "Why don't you stay in the house before the sun goes down?"

Song Jingtian looked back at the visitor and continued to play ants moving.

"Do you like ants?" Jiang Yunxi also squatted beside him.

Over the years, she had heard a lot about this child from Meng Shu.

I know it's a mischief.

Therefore, now the child ignores himself and is not disappointed.

"Actually, when I was a child, I also liked to play with ants." Jiang Yunxi said to herself: "My family is not very good, my father is in the army all the year round, and my mother doesn't want to take the children, so I went to Shencheng to work with other people in the village, and my grandma is reluctant to give it to the children. Buy toys, all I can play with are ants and earthworms."

The little guy still ignored her, she paused for a few seconds, and then said, "Have your mother and the others treated you all these years?"

As soon as the voice fell, the door of the pit was pulled open.

Tang Li appeared by the door.

She glanced at Jiang Yunxi, and then turned to Song Jingtian: "Play with ants again, and eat farts at night."

Jiang Yunxi: "..."

As for Song Jingtian, he threw away the branches and ran over.

Corgis are close behind.

Good night.