Chapter 87: Raising a Wife or Raising Pigs (1st update)

When the crew of "Blade" finished work in the early morning, everyone basically went back to the hotel with a big belly.

Su Ai put one hand on Ruan Qi's shoulder and touched his bulging belly with the other. He took a hard breath and said, "With Master Xi's feeding method, by the time the filming is finished, the entire crew will be fat." Ten pounds. Xiao Qi, why don’t you discuss it with Mr. Xi and reduce the meal for us? "

The crew has a heavy workload, and usually they will be hungry when they return to the hotel at night.

But today, I really am not hungry at all.

Forget about morning tea and afternoon tea, there is even a midnight snack after dinner. A certain Mr. Xi who did not want to be named was probably worried that his girlfriend would not be able to survive the illness, so he went so crazy as to arrange two late-night snacks!

At eight o'clock in the evening, there is a fruit meal. Another meal at ten o'clock in the evening is a tonic.

The entire crew followed Ruan Qihu to eat Haisai. After the whole day, they were not hungry at all.

Su Ai touched her big belly and felt like crying but had no tears.

Ruan Qi was amused by her words.

"Sister Ai, if you can't eat, don't eat so much. Accumulating food at night is not good for your health."

"How can that be done!" Su Ai refused. "Eating all the food is a sign of respect for the food. What's more, I usually can't bear to eat such expensive food. There is no such shop in this village!"

Ruan Qi was shocked by Su Ai's spirit of risking his own life.

The corners of her mouth twitched twice, and just as she was about to speak, the phone in her pocket rang.

It’s Xi Jiu’s WeChat account.

[Jiujiu: Has the baby returned to the hotel? 】

Ruan Qi instantly forgot what she wanted to say to Su Ai.

She quickly sent the man a [Rabbit kiss.jpg] emoticon package.

[It’s Xiao Qi: We’ll be at the hotel soon. Jiujiu, why aren’t you asleep yet? 】

[Jiujiu: Waiting for you. 】

[Jiujiu: Are you feeling well? Are you feeling uncomfortable? 】

[It’s Xiaoqi: No. The body feels better and the food tastes better. Jiujiu, I ate all the midnight snacks you ordered for me~]

The little girl didn't realize how terrifying it was to swallow two late-night snack boxes on her own, and her pride in "I am super good at eating, I am super powerful" was revealed in every line.

It just so happened that the man on the other end of the phone didn't have a normal brain circuit either. I don't think the little girl ate too much at all, she was even very happy.

After being happy, he asked frantically——

[Jiujiu: Is the baby eating enough? Not enough for another meal tomorrow. 】

Su Ai, who was holding Ruan Qi's shoulder, accidentally glanced at this message and stumbled almost falling to the ground.

There was horror on her face.

Are these two people sick? !

You already have seven meals a day, why should you add extra meals? !

Mr. Xi, are you raising a wife or raising pigs? !

…

Half a month passed quickly in Xi Jiu's pig-raising style.

July on the calendar changed to August, and the temperature in the Imperial Capital also changed from 'very hot' to 'super hot'.

The sun was scorching hot, and even the green military camp could not stop waves of annoying heat waves.

Ruan Qi was lying on the asphalt road that could boil an egg, and the scorching sun above her head burned every inch of her skin mercilessly.

The camouflage short-sleeves she wore were already soaked through, and her hair, damp with sweat, stuck to her cheeks. Even with thick foundation, it still couldn't cover her sunburned face.

The cameraman stood on the rail car and controlled the camera to rotate 360 ​​degrees around her at a slow speed.

Ruan Qi seemed not to see him, her pair of red peach blossom eyes staring blankly at the sky burned by the scorching sun, her face full of confusion.