Heaven descends the tyrant's total favorite and flirts

In the brightly lit living room of Qin's family, a family of three sat on the soft sofa, fascinated by the "beep" busy tone coming from the mobile phone.

Mr. Qin frowned, holding the phone that had just been hung up in his hand, wondering if he had an auditory hallucination before: "What was he talking about just now?"

"A date? Who are you dating?" Mrs. Qin frowned, with a hint of disbelief in her words, "Yize has a girlfriend already?"

"Didn't he just return to China? And he's busy in the company every day!" Mr. Qin wondered, "Where is my girlfriend from, why don't I know?"

"I've never heard of it!" Mrs. Qin also wondered.

The couple looked at each other, and turned their suspicious eyes to the side at the same time.

Qin Yushan: "..."

"Ah! I don't know anything, I'm going back to my room to sleep first!" Miss Qin, who was playing with her phone with her head down, realized something was wrong, and quickly yawned and took the opportunity to slip away.

After she left, only the bewildered couple remained in the huge living room.

Qin's father thought for a while, then thoughtfully said: "No wonder... There have been some rumors in the company recently, saying that he is in a relationship with a little girl. That little girl seems to be in poor health, needs to be taken care of, and likes to eat. I thought it was just a silly rumor before!"

"Not in good health? My son didn't dare to tell the family because he was afraid that we would disagree..." Mrs. Qin was happy and worried, "This silly boy, he didn't tell the family when he found a girlfriend. What, with our family's wealth, I'm afraid we can't make up for her!"

He also urged her husband: "Go to the company to find out, and ask which little girl it is. This good thing needs to be settled quickly, our son is not too young, I thought before that with his cold temper, it might be wrong I will take the initiative to find a girl, I didn't expect to be so successful, and I don't let us worry about it at all."

Qin's father disapproved: "I haven't met this person yet, so it's too early to talk about engagement?"

"Where is it early? I believe our son's vision is basically the same person he can fall in love with." Mrs. Qin shot him a look, "Our Shanshan was dragging on with that kid from the Cheng family for too long before. It's gone now, and this good marriage is gone."

"And I quite like that young master of the Cheng family. He looks like a sensible and well-behaved boy. I was expecting him to call me my mother in the future!" Mrs. Qin sighed regretfully.

"The Cheng family is really good." Qin's father also felt a little regretful, "If we can form an in-law family and help each other in the mall, we Chaoyun and Cheng's Canyang can go to a higher level. It's a pity that the Cheng family's The child has nothing to do with our family."

"If you can't make in-laws, it's okay to have more contacts. Anyway, there will be cooperation in the future." Mrs. Qin comforted.

……

The Cheng family on the other side.

Cheng Xiangtian was watching a TV series in the living room wearing presbyopic glasses. When he looked up, he saw his wife pouring a cup of hot milk from the kitchen.

Song Qiuhui handed him the milk, and said hesitantly, "When I went to the kitchen to heat the milk, it seemed to be raining outside the window."

Cheng Xiangtian took a sip of the steaming milk and asked, "What's wrong with the rain?"

"I remember when you called our son just now, he said he was running?" Song Qiuhui said.

Cheng Xiangtian: "Yeah, I'm still running out of breath!"

Having said that, Cheng Xiangtian also sensed something was wrong: "No, if it's raining outside, where can he run?"

Song Qiuhui thought for a while: "Do you think it is possible to run in the gym? They are young people, and they all like to exercise in the gym."

"I was also surprised just now." Cheng Xiangtian said suspiciously: "He is such a lazy person, he can lie down and never sit, he can sit and never stand, and he will take the initiative to run?"

"Did you ever say that about your son?" Song Qiuhui glared at him, "If you hadn't kicked him out of the car last time, wouldn't my son have come home for a month? Look, he doesn't care about us now. , I would rather run outside than go home!"

The more Song Qiuhui spoke, the more angry she became, and she couldn't help complaining in a low voice: "Just hold on to your donkey temper! If my son runs away with others someday, I'll see where you regret it!"

Cheng Xiangtian: "..."

If you talk back, you don't dare to talk back. If you say you can't win, your wife will be scolded, and if you say you win, your wife will be beaten. No matter which way you are, you are asking for your own destruction.

I couldn't help but scolded a certain little bastard hundreds of times in my heart.

In the small garden of Chenyuan, dozens of kilometers away, Young Master Cheng, who is flying with waves, is happily "running" with people.

After the two ran in the bathroom, they tossed and turned to the bedroom.

While running vigorously, Young Master Cheng suddenly sneezed twice.

Who will scold me when I go?

Young Master Cheng was thinking in a daze, when he suddenly took a deep breath, and gripped the quilt tightly with his fingers.

"Damn it! You bit me!" The young master's eye sockets quickly aroused a layer of mist, and he complained about someone's wrongdoing in aggrieved manner.

"I'm sorry Beibei." Qin Yize pinched his waist and looked up, his deep eyes were stained with some kind of darkness, "I didn't mean it,"

He stroked Cheng Beiyi's cheek gently, and comforted him, "Does it hurt?"

Young Master Cheng shook his head, and said in a muffled voice, "Just don't use your teeth."

"Okay." Someone nodded cooperatively, and then fell down again.

Cheng Beiyi was quickly defeated in his rapid progress and inferences, his eyes were full of steam, his finger bones were stretched white, and his calf resting on the side was restless.

Accidentally greeted someone with two feet.

Then a big palm grabbed the ankle and pushed it further apart.

……

After a night run, Young Master Cheng was so tired that he fell asleep until the next afternoon.

In fact, it didn't come so late at first, it's all because of his cheap mouth, and in the morning, he joked that Qin Yize, who was absent from work, stayed in bed with him like a complete stupid king, forcing the stupid king to raise his eyebrows, and dragged a certain monster who brought disaster to the country and the people The concubine did the morning exercise again...

By the time a certain demon concubine got up, the Hunjun had already prepared breakfast... lunch.

It's polite to say lunch, but at this point, it's more like afternoon tea time.

Cheng Beiyi casually put on a pajamas, his hair was messed up, and he looked exhausted and tired.

He stepped out of the bedroom in slippers and walked right behind someone who was busy by the kitchen sink.

She stretched out her hand to wrap around someone's waist, and limply rubbed against his back.

Qin Yize was washing the fruit, when the movements of his hands suddenly stopped: "Why do you act like a baby when you wake up?"

Cheng Beiyi hooped him tightly, and said in a muffled voice, "It's all thanks to you, you insisted on torturing me in the morning...the donkeys in the production team are not as tired as I am!"

Qin Yize turned around, angry and funny: "Then who provoked me in the morning?"

"Who's little hands are so restless, they dare to touch everywhere..." He closed his eyelids slightly, and revealed his crimes in a small hooligan's ear in a very soft voice.

He was glared back ferociously by a brazen little hooligan who refused to admit it.

The little hooligan was aggressive: "You said, you came back on Friday on purpose, did you have a premeditated plan?"

"Yes." Qin Yize admitted generously, "I also took two days off from the company."

"Tsk tsk... Are you really going to be a fool? Cheng Beiyi's eyes are shining, and he looks at him without blinking."

Qin Yize said lightly: "These days I've been a foolish ruler, I don't go to court early, and I don't deal with official duties."

After finishing speaking, he lowered his head and kissed someone's soft lips.

"Hmm..." Cheng Beiyi put his hands on his shoulders, "Aren't you afraid that Chaoyun will go bankrupt?"

Qin Yize raised his eyebrows: "If you go bankrupt, can you support me?"

Young Master Cheng frowned, and immediately turned his face away: "I don't want to raise him!"

He was just about to leave, but he was pulled over by someone with a big palm. Someone pressed him into his arms and kissed him as if punishing him, which made his whole body go limp.

In the end, he had no choice but to compromise: "I will support me! I will support you... um..."

It was past three o'clock in the afternoon when the two of them had lunch.

This point is neither awkward nor embarrassing, it’s too late to take a nap, and I feel that this point is not good to do when I go out to play.

Young Master Cheng had no choice but to lie on the sofa and watch Mr. Conch clean up his room.

While he was bored, he received a message from Ming Siyuan, asking him to sign up to play games.

A while ago, Young Master Cheng lost all his gold beans playing Doudizhu. After being beaten into autism, he resolutely uninstalled and entered a new game.

It's a pvp mobile game. Master Cheng fell in love with it as soon as he entered the pit. Although he is addicted to food, it doesn't hinder his enthusiasm for this game.

[Ming Siyuan: Xiaoyi, get on the number quickly, the second class is the first! 】

Cheng Beiyi yelled back:

【Ah... how about you fight?My partner is still at my house, it's not good for me to hang him aside and play games with you. 】

The person on the other side didn't scold him for loving the dog, and quickly replied:

[Come on!If you are not here, we will not be able to scold you. 】

Cheng Beiyi: "?"

Are you polite?

Master Cheng Xiao grinned grimly and rejected the call of his roommates, and went online to start the solo star drop mode.

It turned out to be the first one, and Young Master Cheng, who was still addicted to wealth, died several times because of the start, and was ridiculed by the matched passers-by jungler:

[Can the adc stop sending it?Opposite is your ancestor rushing to pay tribute? 】

Young Master Cheng, who had never been able to stand this kind of anger, replied unceremoniously: [I didn't do enough damage in the early stage. What about your horse? 】

Originally, he was brittle in the early stage, and the jungler and support were in duo together. He didn't care about him at all, and he knew that he was in the wild. Who is the idiot?

Jungle: [I am right? 】

well.

Young Master Cheng smiled and took a deep breath, then clicked on the signal bar:

[Everyone turn on the voice. 】

……

As soon as Mr. Conch finished cleaning the balcony, he saw the young master was speaking passionately on the sofa alone, his eyes were round and his face was red, as if he was arguing with someone, so he washed his hands and walked over curiously.

Cheng Beiyi caught sight of his approaching figure, and the half-swearing words of Zaan were in vain.

Qin Yize approached slowly, and heard the voice still coming from Xiaozu's cell phone:

【say something!Why are you suddenly cowardly?Didn't you scold me very vigorously just now? 】

Qin Yize looked at him curiously.

Young Master Cheng pouted aggrievedly: "I was playing a game just now, and this person kept scolding me."

In the game, the jungler, who was about to fight to the death with the adc of the dish force, slowly shot a few question marks.

Is this soft and aggrieved voice really from the same person as the Zaun ADC who just scolded him for not repeating a word for 5 minutes?

Good guy, this person's job is to perform Sichuan opera to change his face, right?

The author has something to say:

Passerby jungler: I lost this game, he has a partner, woo woo woo...