December 7th, late autumn.

The cold wind howled on the highway from Hangzhou to Shanghai, and it was blocked by the cold iron shell, but it was still as warm as spring inside.

The third person in the class, Ding Zeyu, is sitting in the passenger seat, with this seat belt on his chest, holding the latest Apple model given to him by his dear uncle and aunt - well, the latest model is already a thing of the past, Apple has recently released another

The New.

All in all, Ding Zeyu is in a very good mood.

With the hellfire skin obtained through his own labor, Ding Zeyu drove the character of Sun Wukong through the Canyon of Kings and won stars one after another.

From Hangzhou to Shanghai, I won three games in a row, easily.

"We've arrived in Shanghai, put your phone away," said Chen Shu, who was driving beside her.

"Oh." Ding Zeyu obeyed obediently and retreated from the king's position, not daring to move.

If you disobey your mother's golden rule, the consequences will be too beautiful to imagine.

If he disobeys, Ding Zeyu knows that his mother can also turn around and go back to Hangzhou.

"Which hotel should we stay in today?" Ding Zeyu looked out the window at the rapidly retreating street scene of the metropolis and turned to ask.

"You'll know when you get there."

It seems that he did not notify his son.

…

At 7:30 in the evening, Chen Shu drove into Huajing Homestead.

Ding Zeyu leaned against the window and looked out, a little surprised: "The B&B we rented?"

"Yeah." You can say that there's nothing wrong with it.

After getting off the car, Chen Shu pressed the elevator button and took Ding Zeyu all the way to the ninth floor, where she took out her phone.

"Hello? Qiuqiu, we're here."

Qiuqiu?

It was as if the blood inheritance limit hidden deep in his blood had been activated. Ding Zeyu was instantly alert and his heart was ringing with alarm bells!

Isn't this your aunt's nickname?

Before he could figure out the logic behind this, the elevator door had already opened.

At the same time, the door of Room 901 on the left was also pushed open.

Jiang Qiuyi, who had specially put on black buttons that looked very new, was waiting there, greeting the two guests with a smile.

"Fuck!"

As soon as Ding Zeyu poked his head in, he stepped back into the elevator as if he had seen a ghost. He didn't care that his mother had already walked out, and frantically pressed the button to close the door.

As a result, Chen Shu stepped directly in and pulled out her stupid son.

"What are you doing? You don't know how to say hello to your aunt when I see you, so rude?" Chen Shu scolded her seriously.

"No..." Ding Zeyu looked at his aunt who was smiling at the door. He suddenly felt frightened in his heart, and the terrifying memories engraved in his DNA began to wake up.

If I had known that I would run into my aunt when I came to Disney... well, he would have come anyway.

"Say hello." The second warning.

"Uncle, aunt, hello..." Ding Zeyu choked out something from his mouth.

"Hmm~ Hello Xiaoyu~" Jiang Qiuyi walked out in slippers and walked towards the door of Room 902, "Sister, I haven't seen you for a long time~ This windbreaker today is so beautiful, where did you buy it?"

"That side of Xia Sha Tian Street." Chen Shu followed behind with her suitcase in hand, chatting and laughing with Jiang Qiu.

Ding Zeyu walked at the end, out of tune with the cheerful atmosphere in front of him. His back looked like a tragic warrior about to break into the dragon's pond and tiger's den, and every footprint was like a nail nailed on the corridor floor.

"Don't worry, I don't plan to punish you this time." Chen Wen's voice suddenly appeared behind Ding Zeyu.

The moment he heard the sound, Ding Zeyu's back felt cold and he turned around to look, "Uncle?"

The black buttons on the collar were very beautiful. Chen Wen tugged on the collar, held down Ding Zeyu's head and rubbed it, "Are you doing well in the midterm exam?"

"Of course." When he mentioned his results, Ding Zeyu immediately became proud and raised his chin high.

"It deserves praise." Chen Wen said, "So your aunt and I have prepared gifts for you."

Ding Zeyu: "?"

A look of disbelief.

(Want to play tricks on me again?)

(Not this time)

(You guys are lying to me)

(Uncle will not lie to you)

After two rounds of exchange of glances, the door of Room 902 in front has been opened.

Walking inside, Chen Shu pulled her suitcase and took the time to turn her head to signal Ding Zeyu.

Ding Zeyu was shocked by his mother's eyes and reluctantly stepped into the "trap".

Handing the key to Chen Shu, Jiang Qiuyi led them into the bedroom.

The sheets, quilt covers and pillowcases inside have been changed, and everything else is in stock, fully meeting the functions of the hotel.

…

"So you didn't tell him?"

At eight o'clock in the evening, Chen Wen sat on the sofa and looked at Chen Shu and asked.

Chen Shu said nothing and pointed at Jiang Qiuyi with a smile.

Chen Wen turned to look at Jiang Qiuyi next to him, and saw her playfully sticking out her tongue, as if she was admitting her guilt.

"Isn't this to slowly lower his vigilance?" Jiang Qiuyi chuckled, "On the surface, it seemed like we really wanted to punish him, but in the end we didn't punish him, nor did we turn around or dig out.

Pit, impress him with absolute sincerity!"

I don’t know if it’s sincere or not, but Ding Zeyu is probably frightened.

I'm taking a shower in the bathroom right now, and I don't know if I'm already thinking about how to deal with my uncle and aunt.

"Anyway, I will take him to Disneyland for a day tomorrow. When I come back in the evening, you can do whatever you want." Chen Shu made inappropriate remarks.

"Don't worry, we will definitely treat him well~"

——"Aunt's Promise (Part 1)"

…

After letting Chen Shu and Ding Zeyu settle down next door, Jiang Qiuyi and Chen Wen returned to Room 901.

Pulling off the black buttons on Chen Wen's and his own collar, Jiang Qiu walked briskly with great satisfaction, intending to save all the series of Ding Zeyu's reactions just now.

"Didn't your trumpet video accept advertisements this time? Why do you plan to add Xiaoyu to it?"

"It's just an Easter egg~" Jiang Qiuyi said with a smile, "Didn't I say that this time it's just to lower his defensiveness. When the time comes, just let him help you with your cosplay."

"Then the commercials will be shot as normal tomorrow?"

"Of course, haven't I prepared all the props?"

"Is that all? Do you want to unpack it first?" Chen Wen looked at the several express boxes piled beside the sofa and asked.

"No, no, no." Jiang Qiu blocked Chen Wen without leaving a trace, and then secretly kicked one of the boxes under the sofa when he wasn't paying attention, "I'll arrange it tomorrow. Anyway, Xiaoyu won't be back until night.

"

Chen Wen didn't pay attention and walked to the balcony door to take a look.

Two pieces of cos clothing were just washed here in the afternoon, and they are hanging here to dry at the moment. They include a white undershirt, a red robe engraved with golden lace, as well as hanging ornaments and thin ribbons on the head - this is also part of the expenditure for the advertising video.

.

"We will get married tomorrow~" Jiang Qiuyi leaned on Chen Wen's back, raised his head and looked up, and said with a smile.

"Are you so impatient?"

"No." Jiang Qiuyi hit him and snorted, "This is just a fake marriage. If you want me to marry you, it depends on your performance."

"What kind of performance? Can you give me an example?" Chen Wen turned around and hugged her, lowering his head, "Like this?"

"No!" Jiang Qiuyi held his face and smiled coquettishly to prevent him from getting closer. In the end, she was pressed into Chen Wen's arms.

…

December 8th, Saturday.

It's early morning, the sun is just right, the autumn breeze is refreshing, it's the golden autumn season again... Oh no, I went to the wrong set.

It's not too cold in Shanghai in late autumn, but you still need to wear a thicker coat to keep yourself warm.

Chen Wen got up early, sent a WeChat message to his elder sister to ask what he wanted for breakfast, then gave Jiang Qiu a good morning kiss, put on his clothes, washed up, and went downstairs for a morning run.
To be continued...