Mr. Rebirth hold hands

Secretary Qin hugged Lulu to watch other shows. Zhao Xinxin and Chen Peng also had their own arrangements. After changing their clothes, Yang Yang shook hands with Chen Peng.

"Brother Chen, I'm Xinxin's younger brother, and I'll ask you to take care of my sister from now on."

Chen Peng is big and rough, but his mind is very delicate.

It was a complete accident that he knew Xinxin, and it turned out that he hit it off unexpectedly.

"Where, I want to ask Xinxin to take care of you. I know you, and I hope we will communicate more in the future."

Looking at the younger brother who Xinxin would talk about, Chen Peng smiled, and his eyes fell on Qin Huanlang who was behind Yang Yang.

He could see all the changes in his girlfriend, as sensitive as he was, he also noticed something.

It's just that the other party has no obligation to confess frankly, and now he doesn't have any friendship with himself.

but……

Looking at Qin Huanlang, who was a little student-like with his hands in his trouser pockets, Chen Peng couldn't help muttering in his heart.

He majored in computer science. He just applied for the recruitment of Wanxi Group a few days ago, and he has passed the interview and other notices.

The person in front of me... looks very familiar...

But something always feels wrong!The aura is wrong.

After saying goodbye, several people separated, doing what they should do.

Qin Huanlang took Yang Yang back home, but the housekeeping aunt hadn't come to clean and prepare food, and there was only Lele, who was slick and sleek.

The two embraced and kissed deeply in the living room.

Lele walked out of the den early in the morning to see who it was, and when she saw that it was her two-legged beast owner, she went back to lie down in the den with peace of mind, snorting comfortably.

After a while, the two who kissed each other out of breath separated and sat together in the room on the second floor to watch a movie.

"I didn't expect to see Xinxin's boyfriend today. It's a bit unexpected."

Qin Huanlang lowered his head and played with the fingers of Yang Yang's right hand one by one, gesturing at the size of the fingers.

"What are you doing?"

Yang Yang picked up a piece of jackfruit and handed it to Qin Huanlang's mouth: "Come."

Qin Huanlang smiled and ate the fruit, feeling that he was living a very comfortable life now.I just remembered by accident, I seem to have forgotten something.

However, it shouldn't be very important.

Seeing the handsome villain on the screen, poignantly committing suicide, Qin Huanlang touched his cheek.

"Lin Jia is good."

The masculinity and femininity of men and women combined with the vigor and wildness of men are very good.

Yang Yang nodded fiercely, and swallowed the jackfruit in his mouth: "That's it, my brother Jia."

His praise of Lin Jia was exchanged for Qin Huanlang's nibbling on his wrist.

On the screen, the villain was punished, the decent was harmonious, and the ending song played. Qin Huanlang didn't bite his wrist, but bit Yang Yang's neck, skinned and opened the fat and tender lamb, and enjoyed it to his heart's content.

Wei Fuming has already moved out, so his room has been converted into a lounge, with a large-screen color TV, a projector, tatami mats and soft cushions, so that the owner can sleep on the spot after seeing enough, and do something else .

Yang Yang was hugged and slept all night. He didn't get up until after ten o'clock in the morning. He brushed his teeth and went downstairs wearing short sleeves and slippers. He ran into Mr. Wei.

"Grandpa. I'm back." Yang Yang greeted with a smile, and plunged into the kitchen. The dough he woke up last night was just used to make buns today.The stuffing has already been adjusted, mushroom pork stuffing.

Mr. Qin has recently become obsessed with jade, so he went to southern Burma to bet on jade.

It is rare for him to have a hobby, and he is very measured. He is just playing for fun, not trying to make money and get rich.I also bought a few good pieces of jade in bits and pieces, cut them into various gadgets, and everyone in the family had one.

A few days ago, the old man spent [-] yuan to buy a piece of rough stone. He never expected that it would be a high-quality ice species. Unfortunately, it was not a solid color, but white, blue, and blue.It's worth a lot.

As soon as he ran home, he wanted to show off to his little grandson, and by the way, ask what he carved to make good use of these three colors.

Qin Huanlang lived comfortably with Baa Zai for a few months. When he saw Mr. Qin appearing with a wrinkled face in a smile in the morning, he was stunned for a while.

Just after he said a few words, he suddenly remembered that he gnawed a sheep yesterday, and his whole body was covered with tooth marks. He was thinking of going up and asking someone to change his clothes before coming downstairs. cross eye.

The red marks on the neck are said to be bitten by mosquitoes, I don't know if the old man believes it or not...

Qin Huanlang thought so, and seeing the old man's trembling lips and suspicious expression, he sighed.

"Grandpa, sit down first. Have you had breakfast? I'll make you a cup of soy milk. The beans were mailed from my hometown."

Stepping forward to support the old man, Qin Huanlang patted the back of the old man's hand reassuringly.

Mr. Qin didn't know how to face his grandson.

He's not stupid, he's just old, so it's rare for him to be confused, and he doesn't think about some aspects.

As soon as he got home, the little grandson had a rare flustered expression. At first he was curious and teased. Then, when he saw Yang Yang coming down the stairs with a red pimple on his neck, his grandson followed his gaze, and suddenly He understood what it was.

Being helped to sit on the chair, Mr. Qin was still a little dizzy.

It should be because I think too much.Such good two children...he thought so.

Qin Huanlang looked down at his bewildered grandfather, then turned and went into the kitchen.

The soy milk has been boiled and ready to drink.After pouring a full cup and putting some sugar, Qin Huanlang looked back at Yang Yang who was still making buns without realizing it, and smiled.

Sooner or later there will be this day, it is only a matter of time.

"Grandpa, drink some soy milk to warm your stomach." Sitting in front of Mr. Qin, Qin Huanlang looked at the old man: "When the buns are cooked, eat two. Mushroom pork, noodles made by yourself, delicious."

Seeing that something was wrong, Xiao Sun helped the old man put his luggage away and slipped away.

Mr. Qin smiled with difficulty: "Xiao Liu... If there are mosquitoes or fleas at home, take some medicine. Don't let it be on Lele. "

Lele, who was squatting at Qin Huanlang's feet, shook her ears and let out a grievous hum.

Qin Huanlang stretched out his hand to hold his grandfather's withered hand: "Grandpa, it's just what you think, I bit it."

Old Master Qin trembled like he was sifting chaff, his eyes widened, and his eye sockets turned red: "This—you—isn't..."

"Grandpa, it's my fault." Qin Huanlang smiled wryly, staring at the old man without blinking, with a hint of pleading: "I was tempted, and I was the one who clung to him."

Old Master Qin burst into tears, and he looked at his little grandson in disbelief: "He—you—"

How could this be, how could this be.

Mr. Qin felt that he had stumbled in his youngest son's marriage in his life, and the price was so heavy that it broke his heart.

But he didn't expect that there was a second pit in front of him.And this pit was dug by himself and his grandson.

Just a moment ago, just like all elders, the old man had an intuition: it was the fault of other people, who brought his grandson down.

He couldn't help but want to anger Yang Yang, but his grandson, worthy of being his grandson, saw through his own thoughts, and cruelly blocked all excuses in the next words.

He said it was his own problem.

He was the one who grabbed the kid and wouldn't let go.

Mr. Qin was dazzled, but even so, he could still feel the trembling of his grandson holding his hand.

Yeah, what's wrong with that kid.

If my grandson doesn't have that kind of heart, no one can move his mind.

But even so...

The old man's eyes gradually cleared up. He took the paper Qin Huanlang handed over to wipe away his tears, and his expression returned to normal. Except for some red eye sockets and still innocent lips, there was no difference.

Yang Yang walked out of the kitchen with freshly baked buns, and saw the old man and Qin Huanlang booing each other.

The atmosphere of the breakfast was weird. When Yang Yang returned to his room to change clothes, he felt something wrong when he touched his neck.

broken!What about the red marks on the neck?

The old man was at home, so he didn't dare to go directly to Qin Huanlang's, so he could only coax and send a text message.

After a while, I received a reply.

Don't worry, everything is on me.

Looking at the text message, Yang Yang was still a little uneasy.Fortunately, Xia Houyi contacted him, the director has been found, and the script needs to be discussed further.Coupled with the small papers for the semester course, he was busy again.

Yang Yang's school and Huanyu Company ran at both ends, so he didn't have so much energy to think about it for a while. On the other side, Mr. Qin tried his best to make his grandson "think about it".

People are selfish, even if he doesn't vent his anger, he still has the fantasy that his grandson will return.

The old man took Qin Huanlang back to the capital almost a little bit forcefully, and attended some high-level banquets together.Get in touch with the younger generation and the ladies and gentlemen of other families.

Qin Huanlang behaved very submissively, dressed in style, modestly and powerfully displayed his demeanor, and also came into contact with the ladies arranged intentionally or unintentionally by Mr. Qin.

But there is no next step.

The old man went to inquire secretly, and all he got was praise from his grandson.

Very young and motivated, gentle and polite young man.

But the thinking is a bit old-fashioned, and I don't understand the style.He's a gentleman, but he doesn't understand hints at all.

Mr. Qin almost spit out a few mouthfuls of blood.

On this day, he continued to attend the party with Qin Huanlang unwilling to give up, his old face was frozen with a smile, and he didn't see any girl that his grandson took the initiative to strike up a conversation with.

Zhu Yun had a fashionable haircut and wore a well-fitting white evening dress. She walked up to Qin Huanlang gracefully, and raised the wine glass in her hand: "Let's talk?"

Looking at the huge and gorgeous diamond ring on her middle finger, Qin Huanlang raised the corner of his mouth: "Congratulations. When?"

The handsome guy and the pretty girl walked onto the small balcony, and they were so eye-catching.

"Your grandpa has been very excited recently." Taking a sip of wine, Zhu Yun looked Qin Huanlang up and down, and let out an admiration.

"Even now, you look very charming. You have all the wealth, looks, and status. But you have no one, not even any scandal. I'm curious, what kind of person can catch your eyes."

"Someone is there."

Zhu Yun's eyes widened: "Is there someone who makes your heart flutter? I know it all, my little sister, and there are rumors in the circle that you have a cold personality. You are heartless."

Qin Huanlang stared at the ring on Zhu Yun's hand with good eyeballs: "I guess there are worse ones, right? I don't care."

Miss Zhu rolled her eyes and acted rudely, with her own demeanor: "Then why is the old man still working tirelessly? Why don't you just tell the old man that you have someone you like? He loves you so much."

"He is not reconciled." Qin Huanlang smiled and sighed a little: "The person I like is special."

The wine glass that Zhu Yun was holding was dull, and he turned his head to look at Qin Huanlang strangely: "Your old man doesn't seem like someone who values ​​family status."

Qin Huanlang shook his head: "You're so smart, you'll know it when you think about it."

Zhu Yun was silent, she thought of a possibility, and sighed: "I said before that I admire you very much. I still do now. I only heard people say that you don't understand the romantic elm head, but I haven't heard that you are romantic. into nature."

"As an old man, it's normal to be overwhelmed for a while. After coaxing him to calm down, he will gradually be able to listen to my words."

"Actually, you can pretend..."

"It's not fair to anyone." Qin Huanlang interrupted Zhu Yun, "I know you mean well, but I won't do such a thing. Whether it's for myself, for someone I love, or for the so-called pretending The object, even the old man, is an unfair deception. I am such a person, such an orientation."

Zhu Yun looked at Qin Huanlang, and raised the corners of his mouth: "I really... like you more and more. I really have a good vision. I'm getting married on the 12th of next month. If you have time to remember, please send me a red envelope."

Facing the beautiful lady, Qin Huanlang took the initiative to raise the wine glass in his hand for the first time, and touched her: "Of course I'm free."