Not married to the actor after rebirth

Pei Wangsheng came out after wiping his hair, and saw two people sitting cross-legged on Qin Jue's bed that hadn't been covered with sheets, clearing the cards.

These cards are not a whole set, two or three sets are mixed, and it is troublesome to clean up. Qin Jue got out of bed twice, handed the cards to Pei Wangsheng, took out the hair dryer from the bedside cabinet, and started using it.

The hair of men in the entertainment industry is always longer than ordinary people, which is more convenient for hairstyles. Fortunately, Pei Wangsheng's hair is stiff and not easy to collapse, and can be blown and blown to create a good-looking shape. Qin Jue brushed that black hair Glancing at the situation of the cards being dealt, they found that both of them stopped their hands at the same time.

"Split the cards, what are you doing in a daze." A certain person didn't remember what he had forgotten, and pressed the acupuncture points on Pei Wangsheng's scalp with his fingertips.

In order to maintain the quality of hair, I tossed it hard when I was young, often did not blow dry or washed my hair several times a day, and when I was older, I was prone to headaches. Qin Jue learned a special skill, and pinched his hair when he was drying.

Halfway through the press, he met Hao Lianqing's shocked and aggrieved eyes, and his hands froze.

The habits of more than ten years can't be changed just by saying...

Today is also a day when I can't think of an excuse.

At this time, explaining everything seemed a bit self-explanatory, and the "habit" he had developed in taking care of children in the orphanage had already been worn out.

Let them make excuses for themselves!

Fortunately, the hair dries quickly, Qin Jue didn't go to touch the essential oil to condition the hair, but squeezed Pei Wangsheng into the bed, and sat down to play the sword.

Three people, fighting the landlord.

Qin Jue is an old hand at poker, and directly bored the landlord.

The other two obviously hadn't experienced the severe beatings by their relatives during the Chinese New Year. They didn't know how to play tricks, top cards, set off cannons, and even directly fought among themselves to tear down the cards, making Qin Jue start to doubt whether he was a landlord.

Because the hole cards were boring, the other two didn't make it to the fifth line, and a super double came directly in the first round, which was really pleasant.

Fighting the Landlord is not a must fight, in the second round Qin Jue stepped on the order and lost to Hao Lianqing, and it was replaced by him and Pei Huangsheng fighting the Landlord together.

The child is very excited to win, but he doesn't know what kind of bloody storm he is facing. He also imitates Qin Jue's block card with a big wave of his hand.

"Brother Qin, you are too good at it." Hao Lianqing didn't care much about winning or losing, and insisted on learning how to count cards because of Qin Jue.

Pei Huangsheng listened for a while, then yawned, the child realized it was too late, and reluctantly took the cards away.

Only Qin Jue knew that this person was being bored, and it was not yet ten o'clock, how could he be sleepy so early on weekdays.

The air conditioner was installed to make the room dry and warm. Qin Jue brought sheets and quilts for each person. The quilts could not be dried in the sun this day, and even though the outside was cleaned, there was still a slight dampness.

"Turn on the air conditioner and blow it on again tomorrow, it should be done." Qin Jue closed the window, leaving only a gap between his fists, he looked under the moonlight, "It's sunny."

"Can you see it at night?" Pei Wangsheng walked over and looked up to the sky.

"En." Qin Jue simply opened the window and pointed to him, "Look, when the weather is clear, the sky at night is still very bright, without cumulonimbus clouds, and if there is no wind, tomorrow will definitely be a good weather."

The windows of this villa are not big, less than the width of two people when opened, the awning is built deep, and there are trees outside the window, it is almost necessary to lean out to see the sky.

A not-so-full moon hangs in the deep blue sky. No matter when, past or future, the sky is always the same.

Behind him, Pei Wangsheng leaned closer, the breeze under the eaves moved gently, following the powerful beating in the chest, it tickled the apex of the heart.

"Where?" The moon was too high, Pei Wangsheng didn't see it, his voice was low, with an ambiguous breath floating in his ears, and there was a dark smell of aftershave.

Qin Jue paused for a moment, tilted his head and rubbed back with his long hair stubble, which made me feel so itchy, how can it make you feel better?

The person behind him visibly froze.

Qin Jue was in a good mood, suddenly wanted to laugh, and quickly leaned out and pointed: "The moon is too high, where is it?"

A strong arm passed through his waist, hugging him in front of him without refusal, Pei Huangsheng hugged him back behind the window sill: "Dangerous, don't fall out."

"That's not enough." Qin Jue's ears were a little burning, what's the matter with this man, how old is this old man, why is he so unbelievable, and he can't even seduce a young man!

Qin Jue felt deeply that he had lost face, so he tried to get his face back by using his ingenious little brain that was so brilliant at finding excuses.

"Look at it." He grabbed Pei Wangsheng's other hand, and pulled the person behind him to hit his back. Fortunately, the window sill was built high, and the tonnage of Pei Dayingdi directly pressed him against the window sill. Bo Yan said, "There is no cloud at all tonight, and the moon is beautiful."

"Yeah." Pei Wangsheng put one hand around Qin Jue's waist, and put the other hand on the window sill, and I don't know if he really saw it, so he boasted, "It's very beautiful."

Qin Jue: "..."

He never felt that he had lost so completely.

Forget it.

"It's so cold. No one wiped the window sill. Are your hands dirty?" He stepped back from the window, grabbed Pei Wangsheng's left hand that had just been propped outside the window sill, and looked at it. There were several parallel marks on his palm. , "Look, a hand full of ashes."

He didn't hear a response, so he raised his eyes and bumped into a pair of eyes reflecting the moonlight.

Something is broken in this quiet night.

To be continued.