"We?" Fang Tao grabbed these two keywords, looking horrified.

We? A room? That's what... Is the old man too open?

Ding Yiming looked at Fang Tao with a funny look, unable to bear to let her be frightened. "Don't worry, where will I sleep." Ding Yiming pointed to the stool at the end of the bed, which was sixty or seventy centimeters wide, and pointed to the ground: "It's OK here too."

This makes Ding Yiming wronged, but Fang Tao won't be polite - you can't say that the stool is too narrow and the ground is too cold, so you can squeeze with me...

Ding Yiming put down his suitcase, Fang Tao took Xiao Fei to the bathroom to wash, and also washed herself. She didn't expect that there would be so many people, so she didn't dress up when she came. Now that she has time, as a beauty blogger... she always needs some makeup for life, so she can't give Ding Yiming too embarrassing.

Fang Tao comforted himself.

There were only three people in the room. Xiao Feifei was not quarrel or making noise, and was still playing with his new toy car. Fang Tao came out of the bathroom, looked at Ding Yiming who was tidying up his luggage, and asked hesitantly: "That, Brother Ding, your family..."

"What's wrong?" Ding Yiming turned around and asked with a smile: "Is there anything incomplete?"

"No," Fang Tao shook his head quickly, and then smiled bitterly: "That's right, it's too comprehensive... They really have no requirements for your marriage?"

"Yes." Ding Yiming casually gave the answer while Fang Tao held his breath and focused: "Pick someone he likes and get married as soon as possible."

"That's it?" Fang Tao was a little incredible. This...

"Not enough?" Ding Yiming asked back.

Fang Tao was speechless. At this time, Ding's mother called her son downstairs, and the two stopped the topic.

After some preparation, the family drove to the hotel. Because there were safety seats, Fang Tao and Ding's mother sat in the back row in a slightly crowded manner.

"What's the name of this child?" Ding's mother is a gentle and kind middle school Chinese teacher who knows how to get along with her children.

"Fang Fei." Fang Tao replied. Shortly after she divorced Zheng Wei, she helped Xiao Feifei change her name.

"Good name." Ding's mother smiled, and the more she looked at Xiao Feifei, the more she loved her.

Fang Tao felt that it might be that he was too philanthropic and always measured others with the mentality of a petty citizen. Maybe the Ding family is so magnanimous, otherwise how could they cultivate a person with such an indifferent temperament in Ding Yiming?

The situation in the hotel is even more lively than at home. In addition to the group of relatives just now, brothers, sisters, brothers and sisters of the same age as Ding Yiming were also present. Some were single, some were family members, and there were four tables in a large private room in the hotel.

Fang Tao didn't know if Ding Yiming had a good reputation or if he was too valued.

The Ding family sat very casually. The older ones sat by themselves, and the younger ones sat by themselves. However, he and Fang Tao were not separated because Ding Yiming was the main character.

Fang Tao was arranged to Ding Yiming's left hand. There was a baby chair between the two, and Xiao Douding sat upright. It looked like a harmonious family of three.

They are all young people, and when they call Fang Tao, they are all "sister-in-law" long and short or younger siblings. Given the special nature of Ding Yiming and Fang Tao's profession, there is no shortage of topics on the table. Everyone is very interested in Yuxi, Tong Luo and Tong Luo's boyfriend Shen Yuan. Some young people are even talking about asking Fang Tao to bring some autograph photos next time. As for why they are not called Ding Yiming... Ding Ge doesn't do things that he thinks are boring.

"Yiming, you are a rare return and bringing your younger brothers and sisters, but it's a great thing. Brothers and sisters have to celebrate you. Is this wine lost today, right?" A man who was a little older than Ding Yiming said with a smile on the table.

Ding Yiming turned his head and looked at Fang Tao with a smile, looking like he was bronchitis: "Can I drink it?"

Of course, it means not to refuse, but it is interesting to fall into the eyes of a group of people, and everyone laughs and keeps laughing.

Fang Tao blushed and could only say "drink less", and then Ding Yiming took it as a command arrow. He gave up the wine glass to pour wine, but was willing to drink only one. The reason was Fang Tao's words.

Fang Tao was amused and crying.

Ding Yiming was drinking and not forgetting to take care of Fang Tao and Xiao Feifei. As long as the good food turned around, he would pick up chopsticks for Fang Tao first, and sometimes he would help Xiao Feifei peel shrimps. He hadn't enjoyed the taste of being fed for a long time, and in front of everyone, Fang Tao felt a little embarrassed.

After three rounds of drinking, the children were all over the table and finished their leisure area. Xiao Feifei looked at the children a little envious and kept turning his head to look at the children. Ding Yiming reached out and called an older child. After a few words, the child took Xiao Fei away happily.

Fang Tao was a little worried and wanted to go and see her. Ding Yiming grabbed her and comforted her: "It's okay, I'm in the house, I'm watching."

Some men, as soon as they go to the wine table, only have the items in the cup, only know how to pull the cowhide, and don’t pay attention to their wives and children at all. Ding Yiming is not like this.

Fang Tao nodded. She just peeled shrimps for Xiao Feifei, and her hands were a little oily, so she pretended to wash her hands. There was a bathroom in the private room, but there were so many people, so she was embarrassed to go there, so she simply went to a public bathroom a little further away.

Just come and go to the toilet. Fang Tao entered the toilet compartment. Just as she was about to come out, there was a sound of talking outside.

"The object of Yiming..."

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Maybe I can really write it into the second long article.

After one go, I will lose my motivation recently, and you don’t have the motivation either...
Chapter completed!