The Squeamish Little Brother of the Actor

The next day was still a beautiful sunny day.

There is no need to record a program today, Yu Han, Lu Lu and Cheng Nuo Lanwan made an appointment to go to a small town near here.

They consciously didn't bother Chen Yao and the two of them, and came to ask Qiu Ci and Ran Dongling if they wanted to go together.

After knocking on the door and waiting for a few minutes, it was Qiu Ci who came to open the door. His tall body blocked the view inside the room.

Facing the others, he kept his indifferent expression as usual, saying that Ran Dongling was still sleeping, so he would not go with them, and wished them a good time.

The guests said it was all right, exchanged a few words with him, and left the castle.

After they left, Qiu Ci locked the door and went back to sleep with Ran Dongling.

Ran Dongling has a habit of sleeping. He always wants to hold something in his arms. He holds a doll when he is at home, and a quilt when he is outside. Now he sleeps with Qiu Ci, and he holds Qiu Ci.

Gently pulling out the pillow from his arms, Qiu Ci replaced himself, feeling the familiar breath, Ran Dongling unconsciously leaned over and found a comfortable position to sleep.

Qiu Ci lightly patted him on the back, waited for his breathing to calm down, fell asleep again, and looked down at the sleeping face of the person in his arms.

I cried so much last night, now the eyelids and corners of the eyes are red, half of my face is squeezed on him, the squeezed mouth is pouting a little, and the lips are red.

Like a Sleeping Beauty doll in a delicate window.

Now the doll is his.

Qiu Ci concentrated on watching for a while, then hugged him to catch up on sleep.

Ran Dongling slept until one o'clock in the noon. When he woke up, he felt dizzy and thirsty. He felt sick.

Or get beaten up.

He didn't even have the strength to turn over, so he could only shrink himself into a ball, whining like a small animal from his throat.

Qiu Ci had already slept through and woke up without leaving the bed. He was dealing with work matters beside him. Hearing the sound of him waking up, he stopped what he was doing and bent down to look at him.

Ran Dongling, a good baby, hasn't stayed up all night, and last night was the first time he stayed up late.

Seeing that he didn't open his eyes, but only frowned, afraid that he might feel uncomfortable, Qiu Ci asked him: "Hey, what's wrong?"

The person in his arms nodded and said something softly.

He spoke too softly, I couldn't hear the words of hatred, so I leaned closer to his mouth to listen.

Ran Dongling's voice was very low, almost out of breath, "I'm so hungry."

He was really starving to death. He was hungry last night, and he was even more hungry when he was playing games. It was just that staying up late and playing games was too exhausting. He couldn't hold on halfway through the game, so he fell asleep.

From eating out last night until now, he has not eaten for more than ten hours.

Qiu Ci waited for him to wake up and expected many situations, but he didn't expect that the first thing he did when he woke up was to look for food.

He froze for a moment, then laughed again at this sentence.

With Ran Dongling's forehead pressed against his forehead, he felt that his body temperature was a little high, but he shouldn't have a fever.

Ran Dongling's eyelashes moved, and he opened his eyes in a daze, and the two met their eyes.

His eyes were still foggy, and he scolded him weakly in a breathy voice.

"Bastard."

Qiu Ci was not angry when he scolded him, but he lowered his head slightly and kissed him tenderly.

"Well, I'm a badass."

The villain Qiu Ci asked the maid to deliver the food, and carried Ran Dongling to the bathroom to wash up.

The slightly cool mint taste spread in his mouth, Ran Dongling's confused brain began to connect, and finally he woke up.

He was sitting on the sink with a towel under it, Qiu Ci hugged him with one hand, and brushed his teeth with the other.

"Open your mouth."

He opened his mouth obediently, and the soft toothbrush touched the soft flesh beside the teeth. The same place has different tactile sensations.

Memories of last night emerged in his mind little by little, and by the time Qiu Ci wiped his face, his face had turned into a peach.

He looked at Qiu Ci resentfully, why playing games turned into playing games.

The maid delivered the meal, it was simple porridge and some snacks, Qiu Ci didn't have lunch, so he ate the same thing with him.

The porridge in his mouth had no taste at all, and it was bitter after eating, and the snacks were bread and small cakes, which were not what he wanted to eat.

Ran Dongling suddenly felt that she was so pitiful, men were really bad, and they wouldn't cherish them if they got them.

I took myself to eat a good meal yesterday, but today I can only eat porridge.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and he felt even more uncomfortable, and he didn't want to eat porridge, so he pulled the quilt over himself, and didn't want to read the vendetta.

"It's not that you're hungry, why don't you eat?"

A hoarse voice came from under the quilt, "I want to eat something else."

Want to eat something else?

Qiu Ci followed his words and asked, "What do you want to eat?"

The quilt was silent for a while, and the voice came again, "I want to eat deep-fried prawns and spicy chicken."

Fried prawns in oil are best cooked by brother Xiaoan, he cooks deliciously.

The spicy chicken was made at the Chinese restaurant yesterday, and the Chinese restaurant made it was delicious, and the spiciness was moderate, so he could eat it too.

"I also want to drink Coke and grape juice, and mango cake, a lot of mangoes."

"I also want to eat a cone."

He felt that he was too tired from playing games last night, so he needed to make up for it and tell him what he wanted to eat.

He really dared to think, not to mention whether his current body could eat, even if he could eat, he would definitely get sick after eating.

Qiu Ci hummed, pulled off his quilt, and lied to him without blushing and heartbeat: "I will have porridge at noon, and I will take you to eat it at night."

In the end, Ran Dongling only ate a bowl of porridge and two pieces of bread. After eating, Qiu Ci asked the maid to bring up a glass of normal temperature Coke.

After taking two sips, Qiu Ci said that he wanted to take a sip too, Ran Dongling kindly gave him a sip, and then the glass was empty.

He was so angry that he didn't want to talk about revenge, so he went back to sleep under the quilt, and someone hugged him behind him.

"I'm so angry, don't hug me."

Qiu Ci found the wishing book and wrote a few words on the third page.

Embrace hatred.

The four pencil words appeared in front of her eyes, and Ran Dongling wanted to tear up that book now.

He stared at Qiu Ci unconvinced, the wish was not made for him to make a wish like this.

He snatched the notebook and counted the pages. The notebook was very small and there were not many pages. There were only ten pages. He had already written three pages, and only seven pages remained.

He had an idea.

"Brother Qiuci, a hug can only be hugged once, please write more."

He made a good plan, and wanted to finish writing the pages of the wishing book quickly, so that he would not have to satisfy Qiu Ci's wishes in the future, and he would not satisfy any wishes, so that he would not threaten himself with the wish book.

Even better than him is the hatred. He found an eraser somewhere, and erased one of the characters, and changed it to the word.

One word difference, but the meaning is different.

Ran Dongling looked at the words on the notebook and thought about life.

Don't hold it, but the wish was originally given by him. When he gave it, he said that he could fulfill the wish, and he could help Qiu Ci realize it.

Hug him, he is very angry now, it would be embarrassing to hug him.

He hesitated between the two choices of hugging or not hugging, but was defeated by his own conscience, and hugged the hatred angrily.

They slept all afternoon, and at night, the food that Ran Dongling was looking forward to was not delivered.

Dinner is almost the same as lunch, except that the white porridge is replaced with a flavorful porridge, and there is a glass of Coke, about a few mouthfuls.

Pointing to the bowl of porridge, he said to Qiu Ci seriously: "Brother Qiu Ci, you lied to me."

He must eat something good today, for sure.

Qiu Ci: "Hey, do you know that after playing the game, the machine needs to rest?"

Qiu Ci talked to him about the strategy of the game, and Ran Dongling was so ashamed that he told him to shut up, and he didn't need him to coax him, and ate the bowl of porridge by himself.

The next day, after lying on the bed for a whole day, her body was no longer so uncomfortable. Without the help of hatred, Ran Dongling got out of bed by herself and went to the balcony to breathe fresh air.

He raised his arms, his hands gained strength, he stretched his legs again, and his legs were no longer weak. He twisted his waist again, and there was a sore feeling in his tailbone.

Qiu Ci saw him doing radio gymnastics on the balcony. After finishing, his whole body became wilted, and he retracted into the quilt again, intending to go back to sleep.

They still have to record a show today, so they can't sleep in.

Ran Dongling didn't want to move at all, and grabbed the quilt with Qiu Ci, but in the end he was no match for him, and was taken to the bathroom to wash up.

He hadn't looked in the mirror much yesterday, and he looked at himself in the mirror. He was still wearing Qiu Ci's pajamas, loose and loose, with the buttons tied to the top, but it couldn't block the collarbone of his neck.

Where he couldn't see behind him, Chou Ci could see a little redness behind his ear, which was hidden by his hair, looming.

His demeanor was not so childish anymore, as if he had matured overnight, but his expression and tone were still the same as before.

They needed to wear suits for the mission this morning, and the staff sent the suits over yesterday.

Qiu Ci changed his clothes first, and then helped Ran Dongling wear them. First, he put on a high-necked bottoming shirt, and then helped him put on a shirt, buttoning up the shirt buttons one by one.

"It's all your fault!" While changing clothes, Ran Dongling saw the marks of being beaten on his body.

Looking at the way he bared his teeth and claws, Qiu Ci knew that he was fine, but his body was too weak, and he could suddenly fall asleep after staying up late and playing games.

After changing his clothes, Qiu Ci knelt down to put socks on him. He grabbed a foot with one hand and wanted to put socks on him.

When the ankle was held by him, Ran Dongling sharp-eyed saw a little blue mark on the ankle that hadn't dissipated.

"Heneng Ci! Why are there also on the feet!"

He was so angry that he stopped calling his brother.

Qiu Ci's movements were natural, he put on his socks and then put on his shoes.

"Don't you call me brother?"

Just don't bark, Ran Dongling also has a short temper, if he doesn't lose his temper, he really thinks he is easy to bully.

He saw that there was nothing wrong with Qiu Ci, and he looked very satisfied, but he felt uncomfortable all day.

He wanted to swear at people, but he couldn't swear at others. He could only swear at people as bad guys and couldn't think of other words.

Qiu Ci helped him put on his shoes, changed a sock over his feet, and the tip of the tie around his neck fell on his calf.

Angrily, he grabbed Qiu Ci's tie and pulled him over.

"I don't care, next time we have to switch, I will be brother Dong Ling, you will be a kitten!"