I send love to Lao Gong [Quick Transmigration]

"Me?" Yang Qi sat up in a panic, wanting to read the record but felt inappropriate, "We just established our relationship, and you told him?" What if your brother thinks I'm a liar, what if your brother doesn't like me ...

"Don't tell me, it's a big deal for me to have a boyfriend, and we're living together now."

Yang Qi panicked immediately, and didn't know where to put her hands and feet: "But you..."

Jiang Luo pinched his face in a playful way: "Don't worry, my brother already knew my sexual orientation. Telling him that I have a boyfriend is the same as telling others that I have a girlfriend."

Ning Xingyuan's family is indeed rich and powerful. His parents died in an air crash early on, leaving only one elder brother who dotes on him very much.

Even if you are dating a girl like me, your brother will definitely not agree to it. Isn't it clear that he is here for your family's money? Yang Qi feels that the sky is about to fall. Why is it so fast? None prepared.

Seeing his look of lovelessness, Jiang Luo tilted his head: "Don't worry, my brother won't interfere too much."

Yang Qi: "..."

Jiang Luo explained to him while pressing the phone: "It's fine if we broke up peacefully, but if I sue, you may..." Jiang Luo followed him with a sad look, "You understand."

Yang Qi: "..." Breaking up, unless the little director kicked him, how could he leave, he wanted to depend on the little director for the rest of his life.

Jiang Luo said again: "My brother won't come back for the next two days, you guys can meet again when he comes back, and you don't have to worry about Director Wang's affairs, my brother will take care of it."

Yang Qi paused, and became even more worried. It was clear that he was interested in their family's money and power.

But it's obviously unrealistic to say that you don't need to take care of it, or I can do it myself.

If he wants to cheer up and fight hard, he must clean up these messes first, but he——he has no ability.

Jiang Luo looked at his depressed face with a smile: "Okay, I believe in my vision, and I also believe that you will not let me down. I can only open a way for you, and it depends on you how to go."

Yang Qi was not comforted by these few words.

Jiang Luo put away the phone and shrank it skillfully into his arms: "Don't think too much, you can completely imagine what I am to you as my brother is to me, and everything I have is based on him. Yes, but my honor as director is my own."

"I can help you remove obstacles and provide opportunities, but whether you can seize|seize the opportunity and how far you can go if you seize the opportunity still depends on yourself."

Yang Qi hugged him naturally, looked down at the cute little hairpin, and didn't agree with his words at all.

You can't choose your origin, but you can choose your boyfriend.

The little director is related to his brother by blood, but what about him——

But what the little director said is right, even if he is not worthy of the little director now and wants to eat soft food, but one day, he will use his own efforts to prove himself.

It's been a while since Jiang Luo came to this world, and the reason why she didn't look for Yang Qi was because she wanted to convince Ning Xingyuan and his brother Ning Hao.

After all, Ning Xingyuan had nothing to do with Yang Qi before, so he knew it without investigation, so he spent a period of time acting beside Ning Hao, fully playing the role of a little girl who fell in love with a celebrity just because of a play, and made Ning Hao Hao knew that even if Yang Qi was with him, he was the one who chased him.

Although it wasn't long, without his care, Jiang Luo still felt a little unaccustomed, and couldn't sleep very peacefully at night.

Originally, he was still thinking about how to abduct someone into his home, but he didn't expect it to be so easy, and he was relieved from the bottom of his heart.

Nestled in Yang Qi's warm and explaining arms, Jiang Luo couldn't help asking: "System, does he, also, remember me?"

In order not to be a light bulb, the system was offline most of the time, and was a little surprised to receive Jiang Luo's call, and was silent for a while after hearing this question.

Reluctantly, he grabbed a handful of dog food and stuffed it into his database: "He probably has no memory, but maybe he has a deep impression on you, so every time he meets you, he will resonate with your soul , although I still don’t know you on the surface, but I have completely accepted you in the depths of my soul.”

The corner of Jiang Luo's lips curled into a slight arc, and he fell asleep.

System: "..." Ahhh, why do you interrupt me when I am online with the king, why do you have to eat dog food in the modern world while doing tasks in the game.

The system hecked twice, seeing Lu Bu and Diao Chan who were close together on the screen, and resolutely chose to hang up - I will not serve you anymore.

With the faint fragrance of shower gel lingering at the tip of her nose, Yang Qi lowered her head slightly, carefully moved her aside, and lay on the bed | propping her chin to watch seriously.

Yang Qi felt that the fate was so sudden. Before today, he never thought that he would fall in love, or fall in love with a man.

But after today, he just wants to wait for this person, spend the rest of his life taking care of this person, pampering this person.

The slightly blinking eyelashes and trembling eyelids scratched at the tip of Yang Qi's heart like little feathers, no matter how much she looked at it, she couldn't get enough of it.

The original sleepiness had long been thrown to Java, and he leaned forward to gently press a kiss on the soft and slightly puffed lips.

The voice was small: "Did I owe you in my previous life, or why did I feel that I should use my whole life to repay you as soon as you appeared in this life?"

After a pause, he laughed out loud, "Maybe you have to be my ancestor, little ancestor." No matter who you are, I will depend on you for the rest of my life.

Both of them slept late, and when Yang Qi woke up, she was not used to having a big living person beside her. She squinted her eyes for a while, then scanned the surrounding environment, and then remembered that she was already in her little boyfriend. home.

Jiang Luo slept better because he was beside him. Sun climbed into the bed and before he opened his eyes, he rubbed against Yang Qi's side, hugging Yang Qi's arm like a pillow, smacking Smacking his tongue, Wei Zhao's name was still in his mouth.

Yang Qi's heart trembled when she saw it, Wei Zhao was the name of the male cannon fodder in the idol drama he filmed back then.

He didn't expect the little director to like him so much—that's great.

*****

Jiang Luo squinted his eyes halfway, and saw a pair of familiar talking eyes dangling in front of him, showing a big smile: "Good morning."

Yang Qi rubbed his chin. There is nothing embarrassing about getting up early to see his boyfriend's sleeping face. He slowly got up: "It's getting late, I cooked breakfast, you go to wash up first?"

Jiang Luo glanced out the window and stretched lazily: "What time is it?"

Yang Qi grabbed his hand, trying to pull him up: "It's past eleven o'clock, it will be uncomfortable if you sleep again."

Jiang Luo glanced at him sadly: "Isn't that good? We met yesterday, and it's only the first day of being a boyfriend, and it's also the first day of cohabitation. The next day, early in the morning, you don't want me to sleep in late?"

Yang Qi was taken aback, seeing the unconcealable smile in the little director's eyes, thinking of the name he murmured in his mouth this morning, half kneeling on the bed | putting his arms around his waist: "Do you like Wei Zhao or me?"

Jiang Luo's eyes flickered: "You heard it." He was also surprised at the time, but he felt that this was predestined.

Yang Qi smiled: "Yes."

Jiang Luo didn't like this question, because it made him unconsciously think of the happy days before, and indirectly reminded him that this person didn't know him anymore, and his eyes dimmed: "He is also you."

Yang Qi pinched his chin: "Can I kiss|kiss you?"

Jiang Luo turned his face away, playing petty temper: "I can't."

Yang Qi leaned forward and kissed him, Jiang Luo rubbed the back of her hand twice in disgust, and glared at him: "I told you not to let the kiss go."

That name in the morning seemed to give Yang Qi infinite confidence. He hugged the little director especially stubbornly, and said in a soft tone: "You asked me to coax you when you said you had a bad temper yesterday. Shouldn't I try it first? ?”

Jiang Luo rolled his eyes at him: "Are you coaxing me, you are obviously making me angry again."

Yang Qi tugged at his arm: "Do you want to change your clothes? If you don't go out today, wear your pajamas and be more comfortable. I'm still an apprentice, so you can teach me how to coax me in the future?"

Jiang Luo let him push her into the bathroom, watched him squeeze toothpaste for herself, wanted to laugh and then suppressed it, but the corners of her mouth were slightly curved.

He deliberately didn't look at him, but looked at himself in the mirror who was smiling from the corners of his eyes and brows: "What kind of porridge did you make?"

"Pumpkin porridge." Yang Qi stuffed the toothbrush into his hand, and felt that he was completely happy to serve others, and it was very smooth.

Jiang Luo rolled his eyes again: "Look, I still like porridge with preserved egg and lean meat, or seafood and vegetable porridge. Don't eat sweet ones."

Yang Qi was not annoyed: "Okay, okay, eat preserved egg and lean meat porridge tomorrow." Seeing how sweet your mouth is, I thought you like sweet things.

After washing his face, Jiang Luo narrowed his eyes and fumbled.Yang Qi hurriedly took a towel from one side and handed it to him, "The water on the arm will almost wet|wet the sleeves, and it will be uncomfortable to wear later."

Jiang Luo wiped his face indiscriminately: "It's okay, I'm hungry."

Yang Qi took the towel and hung it aside: "Well, there is only sweet porridge today, do you want to eat it?"

Jiang Luo glared at him: "Yes, but also sugar."

Yang Qi smiled: "Okay, put the sugar."

*****

"Your phone is ringing." Jiang Luo narrowed his eyes to see Yang Qi keep hanging up, but the phone was still vibrating.

A trace of impatience appeared on Yang Qi's face: "It's my former manager."

Jiang Luo thought for a while, swallowed a big pumpkin in his mouth: "Is that the pimp?"

Yang Qi was helpless: "Where did you learn the words, quickly forget them." Didn't you say that you came back from abroad, why do you remember this kind of words clearly?

Jiang Luo: "...I'm also a director, okay? Although I haven't done it before, I've seen a lot."

After a pause, he asked, "Isn't that the manager who wants to send you to Dao Wang's bed?"

Yang Qi hung up again with a headache: "It's her, maybe she just asked why I didn't go yesterday." In fact, since nine o'clock yesterday, the mobile phone was vibrating intermittently until it ran out of power and turned off. It is this state.

Since he decided to develop well, he can no longer have a manager like Li Qiao.

But he still has at least two years of contract with the company, and he doesn't have the money to break the contract, so now is not the time to break up.

Jiang Luo took out a piece of paper and wiped the corners of his mouth, grabbed the phone on the table and pressed the connect button, then waved Yang Qi's claws and said, "Hey..."

"Hey | Grandpa, Yang Qi, you are so courageous, you still dare to let me go, do you know how angry Director Wang was yesterday, Yang Qi, do you not want to be in this company anymore?"

Jiang Luo glanced at Yang Qi leisurely and pursed his lips: "Whether he wants to work in this company is up to you."

Yang Qi raised her forehead, remembering the scene where he bickered with Lu Xiao yesterday, she couldn't understand how such a cute and well-behaved child could speak so sharply.

There was a pause on the phone, and the voice was filled with impatience and doubt: "Who are you?"

Jiang Luo: "I know who you are, but you don't even have the qualifications to know who I am. Tell me whether you let Yang Qi fail in the company first or I let you fail in the company first."

Li Qiao was stunned for a moment, her first reaction was that Yang Qi hugged a thicker thigh, but thinking about Yang Qi's physique and bad temper, it was impossible.

"What about Yang Qi, let Yang Qi tell me."

Jiang Luo chuckled twice, showing a sense of ridicule: "He doesn't want to talk to you now."

Li Qiao got angry with Director Wang last night. The role that was originally given to another little boy was about to fade away, but Yang Qi dared to threaten her like this this morning.

"Yang Qi, don't scare me. If you are capable, why don't you go to the sky? If you can hold Jin Da|legs, you can thank God quickly, and the province will just kick you if you play with it. You have to know, how would you sign the contract without me, and how would you get the money without the contract."

Li Qiao never thought that the person talking to her now was Yang Qi's golden thighs. She just felt that even if he had a backer, they might not be able to do anything for him. For example, Director Wang wanted him for so long , even if you get it right, it's just a male NO.18 character.

Jiang Luo sneered: "Without you, Yang Qi, you can't sign the contract. I think you don't want to sign the contract at all in the future, right?"

He could tell from his voice that he was a minor with secondary illness. Li Qiao didn't bother to reason with him, so he opened his voice and said, "Yang Qi, if you want to continue messing around, come to the company immediately."

Before Jiang Luo could speak, an angry beep came from the phone.

Yang Qi took the phone with a calm expression on her face.

Jiang Luo shrugged indifferently: "You have broken with your manager."

Yang Qi: "...Yes, I heard it."

Jiang Luo: "It's okay, it just so happens that you break with your company and sign with my brother's company. If you dare to abandon me all the time, I will let my brother completely block you."

Yang Qi lowered her head and didn't speak for a while.

Jiang Luo was just joking, and he didn't see him answering the conversation for a long time, and raised his face to meet Yang Qi's slightly hesitant face, a little flustered.

He had been thinking about how to balance the unequal social status of the two people in this world. He didn't want Yang Qi to alienate him because of this, but he made a joke and didn't stop the car at all: "I didn't mean that, Yang Qi, I... ..."

Yang Qi didn't feel that his self-esteem was frustrated. On the contrary, he always felt that the little director was thinking of him in both words and deeds.

Yesterday he said that someone asked me to be his boyfriend, and he didn't mention that he would help him at all, but said something that he hoped that he would take care of him. Today, he said that he would take care of him as a threat. His little director, his little director How could he not be moved by thinking about him like this.

"It's okay, it happens that I'm not popular, and the liquidated damages are not much."

Jiang Luo carefully looked at his face, and observed his eyes for a long time: "Really?"

Yang Qi nodded, also smiled, and pinched his face: "Okay, I just need your help now, if I still stay in that company, I don't even have the qualifications to go to the studio to collect props, how can I make a mess of it?" Let’s prove it to you.”

Jiang Luo breathed a sigh of relief: "That's right, I believe I see people well."

Yang Qi lowered her head while eating, and suddenly said: "We are not equal in the first place, I will feel inferior, but I like you more, so I will overcome everything to chase you. Even if I am hugging your thigh, I hope I can hold you forever."

Jiang Luo stretched out a leg: "Hug it, I'll hug you for the rest of my life."

The originally gloomy atmosphere was instantly dissipated by such a movement of his. Yang Qi laughed out loud, looking at the slender leg that could barely be seen even though it was hidden under her pajamas, suddenly popped into her mind and posted on Weibo. The legs are joking, imagining that the little director's thighs should be as delicate and smooth as the skin on his neck that was exposed last night. When his nose gets hot, he quickly lowers his head to eat seriously.

Seeing that he didn't react much, Jiang Luo felt relieved.

The two finished their breakfast happily, Jiang Luo sat on the sofa rubbing her roll|round belly and looked at Yang Qi, who was busy in the kitchen, suddenly couldn't remember which world she was in.

But no matter which world you are in, as long as you are with that person by your side.

Jiang Luo suddenly shouted: "If you are fine this afternoon, let's go to your side and bring the luggage over."

Yang Qi paused with her hands, then turned her head and agreed, "Okay."

*****

There is a screening room on the third floor of Ning Xingyuan's house. He used to have one when he was abroad. When he was free, he would sit in the screening room and try out various types of movies.

His brother saw that he liked it, so he copied it as it was.

Jiang Luo happened to put mirrors on all four sides as Yang Qi's training room, but most of the time the two of them nestled together to watch movies.

"What are we watching today?" Yang Qi opened the cabinet, and there were neatly stacked rows of various domestic and foreign movies, even out-of-print ones.

Jiang Luo sat down cross-legged casually, pulled a tray aside, twisted a piece of potato chips into his mouth, and chewed them.

"Director Chen's Lunar New Year file last year."

Yang Qi rummaged through it, found one and put it in the card slot. After the screening, she sat cross-legged beside Jiang Luo, tilted her head and bit his finger holding the potato chips, swallowed the potato chips and pointed at his finger. Jian asked vaguely, "Why did you switch genres today?"

Director Chen prefers literary and affectionate movies. The first two days they watched all the passionate movies that are completely love or die.

Jiang Luo rubbed the saliva from his fingers on his clothes in disgust, and Yang Qi pressed his head: "The editing method is the same, this time it is for you to see."

Yang Qi took his head and leaned it on her shoulder, then pulled the tray under his hands: "Show me?"

Jiang Luo took a glass of apple juice, bit the straw and poked his waist, signaling to him that the title was over: "I'll show you the script tonight. That play is similar to this one. You should study hard."

Although Jiang Luo still has a drama in his hands, he has been staying at home as a director. Yang Qi has almost forgotten this drama, let alone remembering that the little director at home still owes himself a role. He only feels that he is his personal babysitter.

Yang Qi touched|His slightly cold hand, promised, turned up the air conditioner, pressed the person into his arms, and turned his gaze back to the big screen, then began to seriously watch the drama and ponder Role.

Yang Qi has studied Director Chen's films before, and she continues to narrate in a straightforward manner as always, using large sections of life to continue to subtly express the director's thoughts that he wants to convey to the audience.The movie is very good, and the plot is progressive. Although I have watched it more than once before, I have different gains every time I watch it.

When the ending song started, Yang Qi rubbed her sore eyes, then turned to see the little director staring at the screen without blinking, as if in a daze.

Pointing to his forehead: "What's the matter, are you fascinated?"

Envy flashed in Jiang Luo's eyes: "I really like this kind of love that flows slowly."

Yang Qi turned her face, and the big screen was just fixed on the side face of the male lead kissing the female lead's forehead. The orange sunset hit the two of them with a faint halo. In a golden wheat field, they looked extremely simple and warm .

"Actually, I prefer the kind of female supporting role that falls in love with someone and is as fierce as a moth to a flame."

Jiang Luo suddenly stood up and pinched his mouth with two fingers: "Don't like it."

Yang Qi's lips were pinched into a duck's mouth, and she looked at him aggrievedly.

Jiang Luo let go, and leaned forward to kiss|kissed the corner of his mouth: "There is no moth to the flame, you like me, I like you, the two of us just have a long flow."

Yang Qi suddenly understood, hugged his little director and smiled: "Well, well, the water will flow forever, and we will flow forever."

Jiang Luo blushed all of a sudden, and turned his face away angrily: "It's not too bad."

Yang Qi grabbed his waist and leaned closer: "Then, should Director Ning talk to me about the play?"

Jiang Luo avoided looking at him: "There's nothing to say about it, you can figure it out yourself. I'll get you the script, and you can compare the two."

Before he could stand up, with a force in his hand, he fell into Yang Qi's arms, and raised his face in a panic to meet Yang Qi's teasing eyes.

Trying to keep a straight face: "Relax, do you still want a role?"

Yang Qi posted it up, rubbing his chin against his face: "I think so, so should the director give me some unspoken rules?"

Although they lived together and slept in the same bed during this time, they never took any further action.

After all, the time between the two of them is still short, and Yang Qi is just joking.

Jiang Luo blushed directly, even the base of his neck was red, and the dim light in the projection room couldn't stop it.

Yang Qi also looked distracted, her hands kept pinching the soft flesh on his stomach dishonestly, leaning forward to kiss his chin and cheek: "Xingyuan, Xingyuan."

Jiang Luo has always had no resistance to him. Ning Xingyuan has always been a top student. This body is rarely DIYed by himself, let alone being so kissed|hugged|touched by him. into his arms.

Yang Qi looked at the steaming and delicious food on the table, holding the chopsticks in her hands, and finally closed the lid cruelly.

Standing up staggeringly: "I'll go to the bathroom first."

Jiang Luo opened his big confused eyes with a masked face, grabbed | his arm, and looked at the small tent he propped up: "What are you doing?"

Yang Qi gritted her teeth: "It's okay, I'll just take a shower."

"..." Why take a bath at this time.

Yang Qi froze for a moment, and involuntarily shifted her gaze to the two long legs that were coiled up and stacked on top of each other at the moment, and she suddenly realized.

I am a man and I will react.The young director is also a man, so he will naturally respond.

He clenched his teeth tightly, squatted down again, and pulled down the little director's pants with a swipe.