Legal Husband's Guide to Thawing

Qi Yuzhu was not short, about 177cm in height, but he was much lower than Lin Zheng, so he could curl up contentedly and sleep in Lin Zheng's arms.

The rainy night was very warm, and he was next to Lin Zheng, thinking of the night at the birthday party, when he was still speaking on the stage, there was a particularly fiery gaze staring at him from the audience, almost piercing his soul.

Qi Yuzhu was full of anticipation, and was absent-mindedly led by his father to greet and communicate with many guests. The seconds passed like years, and when he finally arrived in front of Zheng Lin, he only clinked glasses with him politely.

Then he began to wait and began to pray in his heart.

Until later when he was free, Lin Zheng, who had been following him all the time, stopped waiting in a low-key manner, and walked over majesticly like a god in his heart.

Qi Yuzhuo and Lin Zheng chatted a lot on the balcony that night, from business-level matters to trivial matters in life, which made something in his chest thump...

Now Taro Yuaner, who got her wish, buried her face in Zheng Lin's neck and rubbed it against her, feeling her butt hurt so much and her heart so sweet.

On the other side, Lin Chengqiu, who was also sleeping, was not having a good time.

After two days of relatively high-intensity outdoor activities, Lin Chengqiu's belated sequelae arrived.

The knee that had not been abnormal the night before, now felt sore as if it had been filled with lead. Lin Chengqiu's head was heavy with drowsiness, he wanted to sleep but couldn't sleep, the pain was so painful that he wanted to find a hammer to beat his leg.

Tan Jian was woken up by the person next to him wriggling from time to time. He opened his eyes and turned on the light light on the bedside. It was clearly late autumn, but he saw the sweat on Lin Chengqiu's forehead. Forehead, asked: "What's wrong?"

"The knee hurts a lot..." Lin Chengqiu was still in the mood to joke, "Maybe he was hit by an arrow..."

"..." Tan Jian didn't want to respond to his words, and got out of bed to find him painkillers.

After a while, Tan Jian came up from downstairs, helped Lin Chengqiu to sit up, and handed him warm water and pills.

In Lin Chengqiu's impression, he hadn't experienced the sore feeling of knee pain for several years.He insisted on exercising all year round, and in the past, he was not lacking in physical strength when working. He didn't know what was going on this time. He thought he wasn't too tired, but he didn't expect such a big reaction.

After taking the pills, he looked exhausted and was about to fall down. Before he fell down, he was stopped by Tan Jian's arm.

"Don't lie down, take the medicine and sit for a while."

Lin Chengqiu hugged the pillow in his arms aggrievedly, and complained: "I'm so sleepy, but I can't sleep because of the constant pain, it's so uncomfortable."

"If you had taken the medicine earlier, the pain would be gone now."

"Then why don't you wake up earlier," Lin Chengqiu turned on the vexatious mode, "You can't let me drag my crippled legs downstairs to find medicine?"

Tan Jian frowned and looked at him: "In the future, if you encounter such a thing, just wake me up."

The eloquent Lin Chengqiu choked, and buried his face in the pillow delicately.

Tan Jian didn't go to sleep anymore, and sat on the bed like him, talking with him.

In order to avoid side effects, what he gave Lin Chengqiu was not strong medicine, but mild in nature, so it would take at least half an hour for the medicine to take effect, so he simply stayed up all night chatting with him for half an hour.

But Mr. Tan was born not good at chatting, so he tried hard to find a topic for a long time before he asked, "How is your work this time?"

"It's not bad," Lin Chengqiu nodded, "The people we get along with are pretty good, and it's more interesting to be with my sister."

Tan Jian looked at his knees through the quilt, and asked very incomprehensibly, "You are already like this, is your sister okay?"

"Don't worry, she is much more energetic than me. This girl is cheap, unlike me, who is delicate and flower-like."

"..." Tan Jian felt that the sky was going to be talked to death.

Fortunately, Lin Chengqiu was eloquent, and he was used to his reticence, so he could continue talking alone.

When the topic was opened, Lin Chengqiu told him little by little the funny things during the two days, and he didn't care whether he was ashamed or not, and even talked about his failure in fishing.

"I've never used a harpoon. In fact, I've been afraid of fish since I was a child. Do you remember what I told you before? I once filmed a show where I played a chef. I rarely use a double in filming. No matter how dangerous things are I like to experience it myself, but when I made a fish in a scene, I hired a substitute..."

Tan Jian faintly heard a smile, but his face was numb, and the soft emotions were all in his eyes, and he suddenly looked forward to the day when the program was broadcast.

The inarticulate person imagined many kinds of pictures and scenes in his mind, and asked, "When will the broadcast start?"

The words fell but there was no answer.

Tan Jian turned his head and found that Lin Chengqiu had fallen asleep unknowingly because he had been silent for too long, no wonder his ears felt much quieter.

The painkillers took effect, Lin Chengqiu was finally able to sleep peacefully, Tan Jian helped him to lie down, turned off the bedside lamp, and fell asleep with him.

Time passed quickly, and after the Tan family's little fairy recovered completely, Lin Chengqiu and Tan Jian finally left the Tan family's main house with peace of mind and returned to live in the city center.

Recently, the company's business has been busy, and it has become normal for Tan Jian to work overtime late. However, when he is busy, he still takes time to pay attention to other things. From time to time, he asks his assistant to do it for him and buy some odds and ends for him.

For example, a certain perfume, such as a certain tie, such as a certain men's skin care product, and so on, and they are all only bought and not used.

The assistant was at a loss, and his curiosity sprouted. He quietly searched these things on the Internet, and found one thing in common—the spokespersons were all the legendary second son of the Lin family, Lin Chengqiu.

The assistant, who seemed to have discovered some shocking secret, widened his eyes, covered his mouth tightly, pretended not to know anything, and continued to help order Tan Zong's favorite things.

Soon it was a new month, and one day, Tan Jian's cell phone alarm rang suddenly.

He had already forgotten about any important things, he looked at the reminder in doubt, gave himself an early vacation decisively, and turned on the TV when he returned home.

Since Lin Chengqiu has already rushed to other places to film, Tan Jian is the only person in the family, so he can select the Xingyue channel without concealment, and see what the person on his marriage certificate has to say.

Everything is fine, Lin Chengqiu is more real in and out of the play, he is not the kind of person who would over-disguise himself in front of the camera, probably due to the self-confidence in his bones, every question he answered was as good as Tan Jian's impression in his eyes the same.

until a later sentence.

Lin Chengqiu on the screen smiled helplessly, his eyes were heart-warming, and he said sincerely: "I can only disappoint you all, I haven't handed over my first love yet, and everything related to it with the word 'first' is still there. , if you love me, please be sure to bless me."

Tan Jian was silent, and didn't really read the content that followed.

He was thinking about a very serious question, that is, whether the one-second kiss on the wedding day counted as the first kiss of two people.

He thought it counted.

Talking is always aggrieved.

Lin Chengqiu, who was filming, sneezed, the scene was NG, he apologized and said "I'm sorry", so he had to do it all over again.

Tan Jian sat on the sofa for a long time, and even forgot to eat dinner. After a strong psychological struggle, he sent a text message, which read abruptly: "On the wedding day, I kissed you."

Lin Chengqiu's mobile phone was with manager Wang Jingjing. Wang Jingjing felt something vibrate in her pocket, and subconsciously touched it out to look at the bright screen. The content suddenly "poofed", and a sip of water sprayed far away.

Wang Jingjing, who had no intention of spying on the military secrets, felt extremely tormented. The mobile phone in her hand seemed to be hot, which made her speechless. After finally waiting for Lin Chengqiu to rest, she immediately leaned forward, pretending not to know anything, and said, "It's very difficult." It's late, Aqiu, you...do you want to contact your family."

"Family?" Lin Chengqiu misunderstood, seeing her tangled expression that she couldn't hide, he took the phone nervously, thinking that Lin Zheng or Lin Lian had encountered some trouble.

After turning on the phone, he saw something that he didn't expect at all.

Lin Chengqiu froze, raised his hand slowly, covered his forehead, turned his head to look at Wang Jingjing sadly, struggling to explain.

"Sister Jing, it's not what you think..."

"I understand," Wang Jingjing nodded righteously, "You're married, it should be. I'm just always surprised, after all, your performance at the 'Ta Said' scene was too realistic..."

"..." Lin Chengqiu understood. Under the reminder, he remembered the interview he had received at the time. He roughly counted the time and remembered the time when it started broadcasting. It seemed that it was today. The reason for this made him dumbfounded, "No, it's really not what you think..."

"I understand, I understand..." Wang Jingjing fled pretentiously.

Lin Chengqiu looked at her back and sighed weakly, but he didn't bother to explain.

Feel free to interpret Wang Jingjing's way, anyway, his situation is indeed too complicated, and it won't have much impact if he doesn't explain it clearly, so let's just leave it like that...

Lin Chengqiu walked to the corner and called Tan Jian back.

"Hello?" After the call was connected, he didn't know how to cut into the topic. He hesitated for a second, and chose to bring it up as a joke, "Mr. Tan, are you free at home?"

"Hmm." Tan Jian's voice was muffled.

Lin Chengqiu actually felt guilty.

"you are watching TV?"

"Ah."

"Oh... what are you looking at?"

"Your interview."

Tan Jian confessed very straightforwardly, Lin Chengqiu took a deep breath.

"Oh, I don't mean anything else, but we were just married at that time, and we really had nothing... Of course, we don't have anything now... Yeah, nothing..."

Lin Chengqiu talked himself into it.

Tan Jian was very depressed, but despite his depression, his rebuttal was firm and powerful: "But I did kiss you."

"..." Lin Chengqiu wanted to be more tactful, so he used a question, "Does that count?"

"Forget it." Tan Jian nodded over the phone.

There is simply no way to talk.

Lin Chengqiu gave up struggling and chose to surrender.

"Let's forget it, okay... I was wrong, okay?"

"Ah."

"..."

A phone call ended inexplicably.

On the shooting scene at night, Lin Chengqiu hid in a corner and scratched the wall, feeling that the one at home was quite tempered.

It's just that in the phone call just now, the attitudes of both of them were very strange. He seemed to have overlooked the most important issue.