I rely on force show to turn over the entertainment circle [Transmigration Book]

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"Hmm." Qin Sizheng didn't know whether his cheeks were scorched by the fire or he was shy, his cheeks were flushed red, coupled with the dancing fire in his eyes, he was very attractive.

Lu Xianqing could hardly hold back the desire to make him cry, suppressed her anger, and asked him "why" in a low voice.

Qin Sizheng pursed her lips and whispered, "I hope you are happy."

Lu Xianqing looked at a small pendant in his palm. Inside was a glowing fluorescent star-shaped stone. It was not expensive, but it was so heavy that he could barely hold it.

Did this kid think that he could not see due to night blindness, and gave him a little star by beating around the bush?

He didn't know that the object of his kindness was actually a pervert. He wanted to imprison him all the time and destroy the light in his eyes. He also hoped that he would be happy and give himself light.

**

Little Tomato had a lot of fun at the holy festival, and he was still very energetic when he got home. He wanted to find his little basket and take it with him when he took a bath.

Qin Sizheng had no choice but to hand it to him, and suddenly found a corner of the envelope exposed. He took it out and opened it suspiciously, and he froze on the spot.

This time was worse than any time before, as if the hand had touched his throat, and the fingers were crumpling the letter paper. Is this person...

"looking at what?"

Qin Sizheng turned around reflexively, carried the letter behind her back, suppressed tears abruptly, and dodged in a panic: "No, I didn't read anything."

"Why don't you let me see the secret?" Lu Xianqing saw that his eyes were red, pitiful with water vapor, and his eyelashes were wet, so he couldn't help tracing it several times with his eyes.

"I, I'm going to go to the bathroom." Qin Sizheng ran to Jiangxi holding the letter as if fleeing, and startled him, "Brother, what's wrong?"

"Letter." Qin Sizheng handed it to him, and Jiang Xi looked at the beautiful thin gold script written on it, and blood filled his forehead: "This person actually started writing letters!"

Qin Sizheng's voice was trembling: "Is there anyone in the group who can write thin gold fonts? It's hard to find text messages, it should be easier!"

Jiang Xi suggested: "Why don't we talk to the director and ask everyone to write Braille to recognize it? Whose handwriting looks like it? We must arrest him and call the police!"

Qin Sizheng nodded, but when Jiang Xi walked to the door, he suddenly said: "Forget it, you can ask who can write thin gold body in private."

Jiang Xi: "It's okay, the staff is okay, the guests and the director team are definitely not happy, especially..." He raised his chin into the room, and silently signaled: "That person definitely doesn't know how to write, it doesn't mean that he admits to being dirty. water?"

Qin Sizheng glanced at the shadow reflected in the room, could it be the fourth brother?

He has been with himself all the time, even if he wants someone, he doesn't need this way, and according to the original book, he is going to fall in love with Jiang Zhen, it shouldn't be him.

"You put away the letter carefully first, and find out who can write the thin gold body. After recording this episode, we will ask brother Xu to solve it." Qin Sizheng didn't like to cause trouble for others, so he asked Jiang Xi to go back first, and calm down in the yard a while.

Lu Xianqing turned his head and looked out the window. The boy was punching in the yard, venting his fear and anxiety.

It wasn't that he was indifferent to himself, this was the reaction he should have when he saw the letter, filled with satisfaction, Lu Xianqing rubbed his fingers and smiled softly.

It's a pity that he couldn't see his angry appearance with his own eyes.

It was only when Qin Sizheng came back that he remembered that Lu Xianqing was helping him bring tomatoes, and he felt a little guilty for going out just like that. Luckily, Lu Xianqing was here.

"Go take a shower, I'll help you watch Little Tomato."

Qin Sizheng breathed a sigh of relief.

It's good that Lu Xianqing is here. If he is here, that pervert won't dare to barge in so boldly.

The moment he saw the letter, he really wanted to go out and yell, let that pervert come out, don't hide in the dark and do these things, come to him if you have the courage, and fight him!

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and he punched the table, causing the old wooden table to collapse.

"..." Qin Sizheng was at a loss, this table... shouldn't need to lose money, right?

"Fall down? Do you need me to come in?" Lu Xianqing asked outside.

"No, no, no, no! I accidentally knocked over something." Qin Sizheng said in a hurry, he didn't want Lu Xianqing to come in, if he saw his two holes again, he would definitely have to joke again.

When he came out, Lu Xianqing was telling Little Tomato a bedtime story. The little boy only showed two eyes, clutching the quilt tightly as if frightened.

"Then... Uncle Lu, is that little monkey dead?" Little Tomato asked sadly.

Lu Xianqing said: "Of course he died, he died in front of that kid, staring at such big eyes and...well." A hand covered his mouth from behind, the palm was tender and soft, with a hint of bathing. The smell of milk.

Qin Sizheng's hand.

"What are you telling the children! Is this called a bedtime story? You must have nightmares after hearing this!"

"Did you wash?" Lu Xianqing looked back at him, Qin Sizheng withdrew his hand quickly, and said softly: "Thank you for helping me look at Little Tomato, I will take you back."

"No, An Ning is outside." Lu Xianqing stood up, helped him wipe off the water droplets on his brow bone, twirled his fingertips and said meaningfully: "Good dream."

Qin Sizheng sent him out, and when he walked to the door, his fingers suddenly felt hot. Lu Xianqing held his hand and spread it out, and put a small bracelet on it: "Long live a hundred years, without suffering and worry."

The young man was slightly stunned. He made it up all afternoon, and gave it to himself along with the blessing of a long life without suffering and worry?He raised his head and looked forward, while An Ning flashlighted, guiding the night-blind Lu Xianqing in a low voice, the two walked very slowly.

Qin Sizheng clutched the bracelet and said in a low voice, "You will also live a long life, free from suffering and worry."

**

Qin Sizheng stuffed the bracelet under the pillow, and slept soundly in the first half of the night, but began to have nightmares in the second half of the night.Those words entangled him tightly like a spider's thread, and his fists were entangled and he couldn't move out at all.

I wanted to ask for help, but I couldn't make a sound. When I woke up, my whole body was soaked, panting violently, and found that Little Tomato was not by my side.

"Cherry tomato!"

The child ran in from the outside, "Dad, you are awake."

Qin Sizheng looked again, it was already 07:30, and he took a few breaths to adjust himself, so he couldn't show these things in front of Little Tomato.

"Are you hungry?" Qin Sizheng asked while changing clothes, Little Tomato climbed onto the bed intimately: "Not hungry, but Uncle Lu is already here, came in and saw you were still sleeping and went out."

Qin Sizheng was taken aback, and opened the door to see that Lu Xianqing was sitting under the grape arbor with eyes closed, as if asleep.

The morning light fell finely from the grape arbor, shining on the man's quiet side face, Qin Sizheng suddenly felt relieved, if it was Lu Xianqing, the other party would not dare to give him that kind of thing.

Although it is very common in this circle, Jiang Zhen must not have to go through this, because beside him is Lu Xianqing, such a powerful and reassuring man.

It would be nice if the fourth brother was always by his side.

Qin Sizheng was startled and startled himself, how could he have such an idea, no way.

Cherish life and stay away from Lu Xianqing!

There is no good end to robbing the protagonist of a man, he has to live, live.