The Wealthy Husband

Ding Cheng wanted to cover up what he said, and he almost told Qi Ling directly that he wanted to hold his hand.However, Qi Ling, who had heard Ding Cheng's confession a long time ago, could no longer be dull, but he knew it well and chose to cooperate with Ding Cheng.

"Well," he not only didn't expose it, but also responded lightly, and at the same time held Ding Cheng's hand, which he was hesitant to pull away, and then he frowned slightly, "Why are your hands so cold?"

"Huh?" Ding Cheng didn't feel that his hands were cold at all. Of course, compared with Qi Ling, who was wrapped up in the quilt for most of his body, he was naturally not so warm, and most of his "coolness" was cold. Still made him nervous.

"That hand," Qi Ling's eyes fell on Ding Cheng's other hand, and then Ding Cheng obediently stretched that hand under the bed together, and was held by Qi Ling together.

He hesitated for a while before he was sure that Qi Ling really wanted to warm his hands. He squinted his eyes and opened them slightly, "It's so warm." It was so warm that his heart was sweet, and he couldn't help thinking Qi Ling smiled, of course he did the same.

Qi Ling held Ding Cheng's hand until his hands were completely warm, and he didn't let go, just holding it like this, Ding Cheng was very happy for such a touch, and his mood at the moment was to make Ding Cheng happy .

But the happy time always makes people feel short. It's ten o'clock in the evening, and they have to go to bed.

Ding Cheng went back to sleep on his bed contentedly. Looking at his hands, he was happier than fishing for gold. He fell asleep with a smile, and even woke up with a smile on his face, especially when he opened his eyes and saw sleep. When he was sleeping with Qi Ling, he happily wanted to roll in secret, all of this was more like a dream than a beautiful dream.

Wrapped in his coat, he tiptoed to Qi Ling's bed, put his chin on his head and took a good look at the person, before he got up to leave, he was caught by Qi Ling who was also awake, his eyes met, and it was too late for Ding Cheng to slip away.

"I, I'm going to brush my teeth and wash my face, but... just passing by..." If he didn't want to climb | into the bed and then go to the bathroom, this passing would be too forced, and he couldn't bear it.

"Let me see if you... have slept well."

This is the standard answer, and Ding Cheng felt a little anxious because of his short-circuited head.

"I slept well, how about you?"

Qi Ling looked at Ding Cheng's slightly embarrassed appearance, and a little smile appeared in his eyes. He suddenly wanted to rub Ding Chengrou's soft and beautiful hair like this, but his hands under the quilt were quietly clenched, and he didn't follow suit. He does what he wants.

"Well, me too," Ding Cheng nodded, his cheeks blushed, but it seemed that his high-frequency blushing and heartbeat from yesterday to now made him a little bit used to it. He bent down and pressed Qi Ling's shoulder, his voice Keep going low.

"You continue to lie down, and I'll help you after I wash up, soon."

Qi Ling nodded, Ding Cheng turned around and finally found the right way to the bathroom, according to what he told Qi Ling, he would take care of himself soon, and then brought water to Qi Ling.

"Myself……"

As soon as Qi Ling's words came out, Ding Cheng raised his hands too high, and said to him with a serious expression, "Ah."

He asked Qi Ling to open his mouth wide, and he wanted to help Qi Ling brush his teeth.This is not necessary at all. According to Jiang Suwen's words, Qi Ling's sequelae are on his legs, but his hands are fine. He can do this kind of thing by himself.

"Ah," Ding Cheng reminded Qi Ling to open his mouth wide again, and the seriousness on his face dissipated for a while, he smiled at Qi Ling, "There is no mirror here, if you can't see it, it must not be clean."

"Okay, I'm joking with you," Ding Cheng regretfully returned the toothbrush to Qi Ling, and then he ran to the bathroom to bring Qi Ling a small mirror, and Qi Ling finally couldn't help shaking his head and laughing.

Ding Cheng's posture is to take care of him as a child who can't take care of himself at all, and as he told him, he likes to touch his body, commonly known as... touching, really anywhere is good.

Washing up is extremely ordinary on weekdays, but Ding Cheng's blending in made it inexplicably more interesting.

Ding Cheng watched Qi Ling brush his teeth and wash his face helplessly, as if Qi Ling had robbed him of something, but the joy in his eyes let Qi Ling know that Ding Cheng liked the time spent with him like this.

At noon that day, Ding Cheng went back to his residence to get some clothes, bought some small items and food for Qi Ling, and then came back to the hospital. According to his instructions, Qi Ling did not work secretly, but read a book.

Ding Cheng put the big and small bags aside, sat on the chair, passed the fruit knife, looked up at Qi Ling, "What do you want to eat?"

Qi Ling moved the study to one side, and his eyes fell on the fruit basket. There are many kinds of fruits, such as apples, pears, oranges, tomatoes, etc., "Oranges."

"Oh... ok," Ding Cheng put down the fruit knife, picked up the orange, rubbed and rolled it in his hands, and then cut it open and fed it to Qi Ling. He subconsciously asked, "Is it delicious?"

"En," Qi Ling, who just touched the orange pulp with his lips|petals, immediately responded, and the pulp entered his mouth, as he said, very sweet and delicious, while Ding Cheng, who was within his line of sight, had already had red ears, and his hand It didn't shake, but there was a sense of not knowing where to put the feet.

"Then eat more, if it's not enough, I'll go buy it tomorrow. I can pick oranges," Ding Cheng called this name, and his nickname and nickname are inseparable from this orange. The fruit is oranges.

But when Qi Ling eats it, it gives him a completely different feeling from eating it with other people, as if he, like this orange, was taken by Qi Ling. His heart is numb, and he really wants to run a few laps in the snow. Come back.

Qi Ling ate half of it and didn't eat any more. Ding Cheng ate the rest and finished another one by himself. He went to the bathroom to wash his hands, and unconsciously rubbed his hands. The heating in the ward was not cold, but the water It's still cold.

"Let it go."

"Huh?" Ding Cheng's eyes widened slightly, but he didn't know what was being released. He saw that he hadn't taken anything, and leaned forward slightly, "What do you want?"

Qi Ling didn't respond to Ding Cheng's words, he stretched out his hand and held Ding Cheng's slightly cold hand, which was cooler than he expected, "Remember to wear gloves when you go out in the future."

"Hmm..." Ding Cheng looked at Qi Ling, and then at the hands they held together. His heart was beating endlessly, and a surge of hot blood rushed to his forehead. He took a deep breath, and leaned forward to get closer to Qi Ling. a little.

Ding Cheng's sudden bullying made Qi Ling stunned for a moment, and Ding Cheng also let Ding Cheng take his hand away, and then cupped his face, his eyes met, and the distance between his lips was less than a palm.

"I..." Ding Cheng's Adam's apple rolled up and down, his cheeks turned redder when he met Qi Ling's gaze, and he stuttered, "Let me see if your face is cold..."

Immediately, Ding Cheng sat back to his seat and took back his hand. After a while, he took the initiative to put it back in Qi Ling's hand.

"En," Qi Ling replied inaudibly, but his eyes kept falling on Ding Cheng's face. To be precise, it was Ding Cheng's eyes. With his experience, it is impossible to misread Ding Cheng just now. Cheng's sudden impulse.

What impulse?Ding Cheng's urge to kiss him...

Qi Ling thought a lot at once, but Ding Cheng couldn't take it into consideration in his heart. He was warmed, and then tried to restrain the impulses that might cause bad things, and comfort his regrets by the way.

He almost kissed Qi Ling again just now... It must not be like this next time... give up halfway.

That night, both Qi Ling and Ding Cheng opened their eyes on the bed for a long time before they each fell asleep. When they got up the next day, they seemed to have forgotten the thing that they gave up halfway. time of day.

On December [-]th, the sixth day after he returned to China, it was also the deadline for his elder brother Ding Bo to help him hide it. Today, he had to go back to Ding's house and tell Mr. Ding his decision in person.

And the net laid out by Qi Ling is almost ready. This morning is Qi Ming's shareholder meeting of the Qi Group, and Qi Bai and Qi Wei will officially take over the leadership of the Qi family.

"I'll accompany you to Qiming first, and then I'll go home to see grandpa and dad, but I guess I won't be back until tomorrow."

Ding Cheng returned to Ding's house, so he couldn't just leave after talking, he had to stay for one night, which also made him have to tell Qi Ling where he was going.

Qi Ling frowned slightly, and saw Ding Cheng squatting down in front of him, he held Qi Ling's hand that had not had time to put on the glove, "When you are better, you can accompany me home again, okay? "

In fact, with Qi Ling's current appearance, he is not willing to take a trip to Qiming Mansion in this cold weather, but the Qi family was given to Qi Ling by Grandpa Qi, and he can't stop Qi Ling from taking back what should belong to him .

"Okay," Qi Ling nodded, and his hand changed to hold Ding Cheng's hand, "Don't rush away for a while, I have something to tell you."

Ding Cheng didn't think much about it, he nodded, and stared at the hands they held together, the other hand took the glove, he put it on for Qi Ling, and then put it on himself, he pushed Qi Ling towards Go to the elevator, followed by He Li and others.

The important shareholders who come to the top floor of the Qiming Group of the Qi Group for a meeting every one or two months gather together. Most of these people are the principals of the offshoots of the Qi Group, or they have been optimistic about the Qi Group to buy more scattered shares. investors.

When they got together to talk in twos and threes, they could feel the Qi family's attitude that the storm was coming, but compared to Qi Bai Qiwei, they actually believed in Qi Ling, the old Patriarch of Qi, who was chosen by the old Patriarch. Everyone lacks vision and determination.

With a few more years of experience, the Qi family will definitely be able to improve to a higher level in his hands.But such a talent was envied by the heavens, and he became a vegetative state and could not sleep for a long time in the hospital.

"Everyone, everyone, it's time, let's go in for a meeting." Qi Bai had a very formulaic smile on his face, but he was probably much happier in his heart than his smile.