Love rival, do you want a child?

Lu Jincheng looked sideways, his eyes were blurred, and they were still dizzy with water mist.His dazed eyes stayed on Yuan Qi's face for a moment, and then he blinked, as if there was some complaint in his eyes.

Suddenly he gently pushed Yuan Qi away, and staggered into the room.

"Lu Jincheng?"

Seeing him like this, Yuan Qi closed the door, took a few steps forward, stared at his every move, thinking that Lu Jincheng didn't seem too drunk, at least he could walk by himself.

The next second, when he saw Lu Jincheng come out of the kitchen with a smirk and a bottle of vinegar, Yuan Qi was surprised, but also withdrew his immature thought just now, it was him who thought too well.

Lu Jincheng is not only very drunk, but he seems to be planning to play drunk, not only does he want to play drunk, he also seems to be jealous online?

Alas, Yuan Qi raised his forehead, and said helplessly: "What are you doing? If you have something to say, don't hurt the innocent. Vinegar is innocent, so don't spoil it."

The air conditioner in the room was turned on, and Lu Jincheng's face became more rosy due to the heat, especially the position of the face, as if two balls of rouge had been applied.

Really, it looks like a monkey's butt...

"Oh." Lu Jincheng smirked, walked over, stood half a meter in front of Yuan Qi and stopped, his body swayed, not forgetting his overlord personality, full of rampant temperament and attributes, rebellious Open: "I'm thirsty."

"I'll pour you some water."

Yuan Qi pursed his lips, and reached out to get the vinegar bottle, but Lu Jincheng took a few steps back, looked at Yuan Qi's hand trying to grab his vinegar bottle with disdain, and sternly refused: "No, I want to drink this."

As he said that, he opened the lid extremely quickly and poured it into his mouth. He took a big gulp without swallowing, his whole expression turned ferocious, he struggled for a while, and sprayed all the vinegar out of his mouth. Yuan Qi reacted quickly and quickly shifted his position. It was not sprayed all over.

Lu Jincheng held the bottle of vinegar close to his eyes, took a few glances, and sighed plaintively: "It's not good, bah."

"Go back to your room and sleep."

Yuan Qi took the vinegar bottle in his hand and put it aside, making gestures to pull him, but Lu Jincheng waved his hands in resistance, muttering: "Don't go back, you won't be able to sleep."

Yuan Qi withdrew his hand and looked at him calmly: "Then tell me, what do you want to do?"

As soon as these words came out, Lu Jincheng's half-closed eyes suddenly widened, and he looked at Yuan Qi shyly, and pointed to his lips silently.

"What do you mean?" Yuan Qi was puzzled.

Lu Jincheng lowered his head and took out the mobile phone in his pocket, flicked it a few times, played the clip of Yuan Qi's kiss scene accurately, and then pointed the mobile phone at Yuan Qi to show him.

"I want these too."

Lu Jincheng's tone was a little excited.

Yuan Qi looked up at him, could it be that Lu Jincheng was jealous because of these things?

It shouldn't be, the type he likes is very different from his own, maybe he thinks too much.

"Are you...jealous?" Yuan Qi asked uncertainly, didn't he say, utter the truth after drinking?What if it comes out!

Lu Jincheng withdrew his phone, stared blankly into Yuan Qi's eyes, and suddenly opened his mouth wide and let out a breath of vinegar, rushing straight into Yuan Qi's nostrils.

The fellow continued to smirk, holding Yuan Qi's arm: "You are so smart, I was jealous just now."

Yuan Qi knew that chatting with an alcoholic would be a waste of time, so he stopped talking nonsense, let him lean on his shoulder, and helped him up to the second floor.

Helping him into the guest room and unloading him on the bed, Yuan Qi rubbed his shoulders, watched the man on the bed slumped into a ball of mud and sighed unconsciously, leaned over to cover him with a quilt, but Lu Jincheng pulled him into his arms and hugged him like It's like holding a big teddy bear.

In a daze, Lu Jincheng seemed to see the scene of Yuan Qi and Shen Ping together, and the two of them were holding hands and smiling at him, this scene is really annoying.

"Don't, Yuan Qi, let go of Shen Ping...don't pull him..." Lu Jincheng really wanted to go up and let Yuan Qi only hold his hand and hug himself.

But he couldn't control his body, so he could only stand there in a rage, stomping his feet angrily, but there was nothing he could do.

Yuan Qi was held in his arms, so he could clearly hear Lu Jincheng's murmuring words, Shen Ping?Yuan Qi?Let go of him?Yuan Qi suddenly realized.

It turned out that Lu Jincheng deliberately quarreled with him because he was indeed jealous, but it was not his own, but Shen Ping's.

Yuan Qi took a tight breath, thinking that everything made sense.

At that time, Lu Jincheng pulled himself away from Shen Ping's birthday party in a hurry. He was angry that he pulled Shen Ping's hand and got a cake specially cut by Shen Ping. Shen Ping contacted.

The editing of the kissing scene he mentioned in the morning was also deliberately trying to scare himself.

Even though Shen Ping got married, Lu Jincheng still liked him very much, still couldn't forget him, and went out to drink on purpose, and didn't even want to let him get in touch with Shen Ping in his dreams.

Not to mention loss, just a slight chest tightness.

He chuckled self-deprecatingly, Lu Jincheng took care of himself in a responsible manner, because he had been a little cranky lately.

The reason why he greeted him was because of the child in his belly. If there was no child, how could Lu Jincheng get along with him so peacefully?

Yuan Qi struggled to get up from Lu Jincheng's arms, stood by the bed and slowed down his breathing, and looked at Lu Jincheng indifferently, even though he was sleeping, he was still very angry.

Yuan Qi's eyes sank, and the hand placed by his side was a little at a loss.

Now, in Lu Jincheng's dream, he couldn't tell why he hated himself.

Yuan Qi frowned slightly, covered him with a quilt, and quickly left the guest room.

He stood in the corridor, looking at the door of the guest room with some displeasure, why did he feel that he had the illusion of running away just now?

"Mr. Yuan? What's the matter with you? I heard voices upstairs and I'm a little worried."

Today's new auntie, surnamed Song, is over 50 years old. She looks younger than her actual age. There are only a few fine wrinkles on her face, and her head is neatly tied into a ball. I don't know if it is an illusion. Yuan Qi saw this for the first time. When I was an aunt, I felt that she had a very special temperament.

"It's okay." Yuan Qi smiled at her and shook his head: "It's so late, you should go to rest!"

"Okay." Aunt Song looked straight at Yuan Qi, with a smile in her eyes, and said gently: "By the way, do you have any requests for tomorrow's breakfast?"

"You can cook whatever you want, it's for two, don't make me fried eggs." Yuan Qi said lightly.

He can't remember the reason why he doesn't eat fried eggs. In short, he doesn't like this, and he hates it psychologically.

Hearing the sound, Aunt Song seemed a little surprised, then calmed down without a trace, nodded and said, "Okay, I see."

"Arranging a room for you is a bit rushed, remember to tell me if there is anything else you need." Yuan Qi continued: "Good night."

"There is nothing dissatisfied, I am very satisfied, good night, Mr. Yuan."

Aunt Song spoke eagerly, watched Yuan Qi walk into the bedroom, and then turned and went down the stairs.

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The morning sun shines on the dining table through the window, and Yuan Qi's milk cup is coated with a thin layer of soft light.

He looked sideways, and Lu Jincheng was walking staggeringly while holding on to the railing. It seemed that he was suffering from a hangover, and his face was pale as far as the naked eye could see.

Aunt Song took off her apron, saw Lu Jincheng came down and hurriedly said hello: "Mr. Lu, good morning."

Lu Jincheng glanced at her, nodded and responded, "Good morning, Auntie."

He met this Aunt Song during the interview before.

Yuan Qi took out a tissue to wipe the corners of his mouth, and pushed the plate forward: "I'm back to the set."

His voice was neither cold nor cold, as if there was not much difference from usual, but Lu Jincheng felt a lot more alienated than before, and he couldn't help but wonder: "Did I torment you last night?"

After saying this, Aunt Song, who was busy tidying up the living room, froze instantly. Is there really that kind of relationship between the two of them?

Yuan Qi didn't respond to him, but pushed the door and walked out.

Lu Jincheng was a little confused, did he get angry last night?

Having a headache, Xiao Lu was thinking about how he had annoyed Yuan Qi when his cell phone rang, interrupting his memory.

"Hello? Mom, what's the matter?" Lu Jincheng was still dissatisfied with Yuan Qi's alienation just now, so there was inevitably some emotion in his tone.

"Your uncle's family went on a trip and entrusted his grandson to me. I'm too busy filming to take care of him. Please help me watch him for a week!"

Liang Ya's voice was very chaotic, as if she was on the set.

"Isn't there a nanny at home? I don't look after little brats."

Naturally, Lu Jincheng knew that kid was a little over four years old, very skinny, and liked to roll around on the floor when he got angry. He was a real brat, no wonder his family didn't take him on trips, and it was a disappointment when he went.

"Oh, I'm begging you, how can I refuse?" Liang Ya continued.

Lu Jincheng narrowed his eyes slightly: "Mom, you didn't want to see it, so you threw it to me on purpose?"

"Hahaha, why do you say that, is mom like this? It's about to turn on the phone, let's not talk about it, remember to pick him up at the airport at 11:30 noon today, goodbye baby!"

Beep beep————

Lu Jincheng put away his phone angrily, with black lines on his face, damn it, his head hurts just thinking about raising a child.

【Speak】

Lu Jincheng expressed extreme discomfort: "Protest, why bring children? I don't like other people's children."

A gentleman: "Pre-job training, protest dismissed."

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