accidental preference

In the early morning of the next day, Qi Qinghong woke up much earlier than Yunchen as usual.

The child is still the same as every day before, obediently lying on Qi Qinghong's chest, his limbs are softly entwined, his skin is as delicate as satin, dazzlingly white, the end of his eyes and lips are bright red and attractive.

Qi Qinghong really likes to see Yunchen sleeping. The thick eyelashes are long and curled, softly lying under the eyelids, occasionally trembling slightly, and the water-red lips will occasionally murmur subconsciously, full of childishness.

For Qi Qinghong, these years have been bright and dark, and he has experienced a lot. He has been used to facing pressure and solving problems by himself since he was very young.

When he was about three or four years old, he and the children in the compound were all in the government kindergarten. The so-called three-year-old watch the old, a group of little bastards, who were mischievous and stayed away from the house for three days, and quietly and well-behaved. With small red flowers.

Qi Qinghong is obviously the most naughty one. Not only has he never put a small red flower on his forehead, but he can make the teacher cry when he is in the small class.

I remember one time when he was bullied by the Daban's incarnate demon king, he dared to swing his fist directly, but of course he was beaten terribly.

After the defeat, he went home with a full face, neither crying nor complaining to Guo Siyou, and continued to be tough the next day, using the fighting skills he had pondered all night to beat the little boy who was two circles bigger than him. The elder brother cried continuously, and then ran around when he saw him.

Even more so as an adult.

The officialdom has always been cloudy and turbulent. These years, it has not been easy even for Qi Qinghong. However, in the most complicated time, Qi Qinghong will not use his family relationship, even when he solved the Qi family's involvement in gangsters last time.

But since having this little guy who knows warmth and heat by his side, Qi Qinghong finally realized the comfort and satisfaction that he has never had for many years. He looked down at the person in his arms, a small one, from fluffy From the hair to the pink toes, the whole body is fragrant and soft, so beautiful and cute.

The sunlight passed through the tulle, and the interlaced light and shadow reflected on Yunchen's face and body. The child slept deeply, Qi Qinghong thought, the so-called quiet time is probably like this.

Qi Qinghong looked at Yunchen for a long time, then got up lightly and went to the bathroom to take a shower. When he returned to the bedroom after finishing the urgent work at hand, the child was still asleep, hugging the quilt and sleeping in the dark, his pretty little buttocks were bulging There, a seductive arc is looming.

Qi Qinghong's eyes darkened a little, took out his mobile phone and called Xiang Bowen, told him that Yunchen would not go to school for the next three days, and told the top leader of Jiangchuan University in a calm and half-threatening tone that he would go there in person immediately. Ask teachers for leave of absence.

Before Xiang Bowen had time to curse, Qi Qinghong hung up the phone neatly, put the quilt on the bed, and put him in his arms again.

……

Upon waking up, Yunchen was verbally notified by his brother that the school would give him a three-day holiday, which was Jiangchuan University's reward for his Golden Statue Award.

Qi Qinghong's expression was indifferent, and he "reported" in a straightforward manner: "The school hopes that you will continue to work hard, participate in more excellent movies and TV series, and take on the responsibility and responsibility of young actors."

Yun Chen felt that this reward was really a bit inexplicable, but the extra three days of vacation were still very precious. He was about to ask Pei Ning and Zhuang Xiayang out for a get-together, but was packed by his brother and taken directly to the ski resort.

This is the first time Yunchen went to the ski resort, and he was very happy. He chatted and asked questions along the way. Qi Qinghong didn't think he was noisy, so he hugged him in his arms and pinched the child's soft and fair neck for a while. , pinch the pink cheeks of the children for a while, steal a scent from time to time, the journey of a few hours seems to have arrived in a blink of an eye.

The ski resort in U City not only has the top and most professional track in the country, but also can enjoy the unparalleled magnificent panorama of Mugla Snow Mountain.

Ascending to the viewing platform, Yunchen first cheered softly for a while, and then threw a bunch of snowballs at his brother. Qi Qinghong avoided it with a smile. Later, he found that the child seemed a little angry because he couldn't hit him, so he had to throw the water on purpose. Let the children successfully smash six, seven, eighty-nine snowballs on various parts of the body.

Yun Chen was as happy as a child, his face was flushed red from the cold, a small snow particle was stuck on the thick eyelashes, and after turning into water droplets, it hung precariously on the tip of the eyelashes, the kid didn't care much Erase it, and then dive into the snowdrift, startling Qi Qinghong.

Qi Qinghong pulled the man out of the snowdrift, Yunchen's hair, eyebrows, eyelashes... turned into a vast expanse of whiteness, Qi Qinghong was about to say a few words, the child happily threw himself into his arms, the laughter was soft and sweet .

The scolding words rolled to her lips and turned into a lingering kiss. Qi Qinghong bent down and kissed those smiling lips.

On the green snowy track, Qi Qinghong guided Yunchen hand in hand. Although this was the first time Yunchen was exposed to skiing, he learned it quite quickly.

A few hours later, Yunchen held the snowball and pointed to the red track, "Brother, shall we go there?"

Qi Qinghong tapped his helmet, "Just play here."

Yun Chen pouted, "I don't! I want to feel the speed and passion!"

Qi Qinghong didn't let go, "Speed ​​and passion, you can feel it after you are proficient in skating."

Yun Chen acted like a baby, "No, just this time, brother, how are you..."

Qi Qinghong was dying and ignoring others with a stern face.

Yunchen threw himself into Qi Qinghong's arms, his little face under the mask wrinkled and aggrieved, "Husband..."

Qi Qinghong felt as if nine hundred and ninety-nine peach blossoms bloomed in an instant, and immediately surrendered, "I will take you around with a stick."

"Okay!" The frown stopped immediately, the small mouth stopped pouting immediately, and the child's eyes smiled into the shape of a crescent moon.

After experiencing the simplified version of Fast and Furious, Qi Qinghong was about to take him back to the hotel, when Yunchen made a new request, "Brother, I want to see you skate the underworld!"

Qi Qinghong sighed helplessly, "Skate only once, and then go back to the hotel."

"Okay." The kid nodded obediently, "Brother, don't worry, I'm in good health and I don't feel uncomfortable at all. Doctor Lu also said that my myocarditis is unlikely to recur."

Qi Qinghong raised his hand and rubbed Yun Chen's soft red lips.

On the professional-level black track, Qi Qinghong galloped down, the snowboard drew sharp lines on the snow, without any complicated and fancy moves, Qi Qinghong's skiing movements were very clean and neat, Yunchen looked at him without blinking, feeling in his heart I kept screaming, "So handsome, so handsome, my brother is too handsome!"

Yunchen's eyes are full of little stars of admiration, isn't this the male lead in a brainless romance novel, it's too perfect!

Then shyly and proudly thought, hehehe, the male lead belongs to me alone!

At night, the two of them watched a movie in the suite of the ski resort hotel. After watching the beginning of the 70s literary film, Yun Chen fell asleep in a daze, thinking about watching it again with his brother.

Halfway through the movie, Qi Qinghong received a large wave of photos from Xu Ce from Sevria, almost all of them were landscape photos.

One of the group was well illuminated, with a vast field of vision, and the mountains covered with white snow were slightly absent. The medieval castle was more simple and solemn under the heavy snow, and the artistic conception was far away.

In this group of photos, there is also a photo of a person who is particularly eye-catching. Xu Ce is standing on the stone steps of the mountain road, and a clump of hardy and stubborn mountain flowers is blooming at his feet. Xu Ce smiles at the camera with crooked eyebrows and eyes, A kind of lonely but gentle loneliness.

Through the photos, it seems as if you can feel the refreshing cold wind blowing on your face by the Neckar River. Yun Chen is nestled softly in Qi Qinghong's arms, looking at the photos sent by Xu Ce together.

The night in the snow field was gentle and quiet, Qi Qinghong's warm breath swept over his ears, Yun Chen raised his head and kissed him gently on the lips, took the phone and looked at the photos carefully from beginning to end, "Brother Ce doesn't like Snow, why did you take so many snow scenes, the scenery is beautiful, the people are beautiful, and every photo is beautiful."

Qi Qinghong raised his eyebrows, "How does the baby know that Xu Ce doesn't like snow?"

"Brother Ce and I hid in the yard when you quarreled with Boss Zhong." Yunchen looked at Xu Ce on the phone screen, "At that time, Brother Ce said, let him accompany me when it snows in winter." Have a snowball fight."

Yun Chen looked at the photo, as if he saw Xu Ce that night.

Xu Ce's face turned pale slightly, he looked softly at Yun Chen's smiling crescent eyes, and promised softly, "Okay, brother Ce will accompany you to have a snowball fight then."

Yun Chen whispered to Qi Qinghong: "Brother Ce doesn't like snow at all, but he agreed to me without hesitation at all. At that time, I didn't know..."

"Every time I see Brother Ce, he seems very happy and carefree, but I know that he has a lot of suffering hidden in his heart, but he just doesn't talk about it."

Seeing Yunchen staring at Xu Ce's photo on the phone screen, Qi Qinghong was a little unhappy, "Don't look at me, look at me."

After the phone was turned off, it was thrown on the carpet in the distance.

Yun Chen's lips and tongue were held fiercely by someone, and he could only complain intermittently, "It's agreed to watch a movie tonight...uh..."

The soft lighting casts a beautiful scene on the wall.