He is really fragrant after marrying a wealthy actor

I'd rather let you call him a prodigal

A breeze passed through the back garden, brushing up the husky's wise ear hair.

Gu Ling lowered his head slowly, looked at it, and his eyes met.

He shook his head: "You are not on the right track."

Erha tilted his head, feeling puzzled.

Gu Ling rua nodded the dog's head and walked into the villa.

Qi Che was sitting on the sofa in the living room, taking the hand sanitizer on the coffee table to disinfect.

Gao Lin walked back and forth in the living room and called on the phone, with an irritable tone: "I'm sorry, I really can't do it, you know our teacher Qi's principles, you will spoil the quality of the play by stuffing people in like this... I don't care which one it is Young Master, don't forget who Teacher Qi is, do you think we will care?"

Gu Ling didn't bother them, went to the drink counter silently, and picked up a bag of coconut powder from the shelf.

He didn't bring many things from home. The coconut flour was passed by the living room when he was about to leave, and he immediately grabbed it.

Open a bag and pour it into a cup. With 24-hour constant temperature hot water at hand, soak a full cup.

Gao Lin just hung up the phone, and said with a sneer, "I'm really convinced, what kind of boss's son, put his nose up and stare at us...Huh? What smells so good?"

Gao Lin sniffed his dog's nose, followed the smell all the way, and came to Gu Ling.

Gao Lin looked at the white cup of hot drink in Gu Ling's hand: "This is... coconut milk?"

Gu Ling nodded: "It's coconut milk, but it's brewed. This taste is better than the coconut milk sold in the market."

Gao Lin smelled it, and slipped away to get the packaging bag: "I'll have a drink too."

Gu Ling put down the cup in his hand and brewed it for him himself: "Let me do it, this one has a certain proportion."

As a ten-level lover of coconut-flavored products, Gu Ling has tasted no less than dozens of brands of brewed or finished coconut juice, and he has tasted almost all of them on the market, and finally selected a few star products.

The so-called can only live without meat for ten days, but not without coconuts for a day!

After soaking the coconut milk, Gu Ling handed it to him, watching him take a sip.

Gao Lin tasted it carefully, his eyes lit up: "Fuck! It's delicious!"

As soon as he sighed, Gao Lin immediately came to his senses, turned his head to meet Qi Che's cool gaze from the upper living room, and hurriedly stood at attention to be beaten: "I made a mistake, Mr. Qi, it was an accident, I will never say dirty words in the future..."

Qi Che withdrew his gaze and interrupted him: "Have you decided on the male lead of "Dust Rising"?"

Gao Lin: "It's fixed, it's Song Yan."

Qi Che: "Yes."

Gao Lin walked over with the cup in his arms: "Speaking of which, although Song Yan is powerful, he is a rising star after all. Isn't it a pity for you to be his partner?"

Qi Che didn't raise his eyes, and his eyes stayed on the newly opened "Dust Rise" script in his hand: "He is very good, and he is more suitable for the role. A good work is meaningless, and it is always talk about supporting an excellent actor." Not a pity."

Then he raised his head, looked at the coconut milk in Gao Lin's hand, frowned slightly: "Take it away."

Gu Ling stood aside and listened casually, focusing on the delicacy of the coconut juice, and had already drank more than half of the cup.Hearing Qi Che treat his beloved coconut milk with such a disgusting tone and words, a fierce gleam flashed in his eyes.

"This...is delicious." Gao Lin gulped down the coconut juice in his mouth, "Isn't this delicious?"

From the corner of his eyes, Gao Lin noticed Gu Ling's expression of being plucked, and hurriedly took on the responsibility of saving the relationship between the plastic husband and wife: "Well...Mr. Gu, don't get me wrong, Teacher Qi is not targeting you..."

Gu Ling finally couldn't hold back in front of Party A, narrowed his eyes slightly, and gritted his teeth: "Who is that aimed at?"

"Uh..." Gao Lin whispered, "Ms. Qi hates all brewed drinks."

Qi Che added lightly from the side: "To be precise, it is a convenience drink that has undergone rough processing."

Gu Ling frowned, he didn't understand what was blah blah.

He sat on the sofa across from Qi Che with a cup in his hand, showing a somewhat murderous look in the action of drinking coconut milk.

Qi Che raised his eyes and saw his expression, it was rare that he didn't turn a blind eye, but put down the script in his hand and looked at Gu Ling, and said calmly: "If you have an opinion on me, you can say it."

Gao Lin choked suddenly, his cough was earth-shattering.

He couldn't believe his ears, what did Teacher Qi say?Have an opinion to speak out?ah? ?

Gu Ling looked at Gao Lin, not understanding why he made such a big fuss, and when he turned his head to look at Qi Che, he saw that he picked up the script again, with a slightly turbulent expression on his face.

"No..." Gu Ling thought about what he should say, and finally decided to hold back, "I have no objection."

After all, last night I already had a bad word, but I can't do it again. I have to think about the faltering marriage relationship, even if I want to go against it, I have to wait for two days.

Qi Che lowered his eyes, and said for a while, "Didn't you say something good last night?"

Gu Ling: "..."

Damn, I really have a grudge!

Only then did he remember to look at Qi Che's face, and found that he was faintly tired, obviously he didn't sleep well last night.

Gu Ling touched the tip of his nose: "Just say it casually, don't take it seriously."

Qi Che didn't speak any more, and continued the script silently.

Gu Ling didn't know what else to say, so he exchanged a glance with Gao Lin, and saw that his face was flushed with muffled coughing, his expression seemed to have just recovered from the shock, and he was even more confused.

Gu Ling silently finished drinking the coconut juice in his hand, only to hear Qi Che say again: "I can go to the main house when I have time these few days, the old man hopes to spend more time with you."

Gu Ling: "Okay."

In fact, it's not good, after all, the degree of AI of old man Qi seems to be higher than that of Qi Che, at least Qi Che still seems to be a high-quality man in the world who will lead people to commit crimes, and the old man is pure and detached from the three realms.

Qi Che didn't stay at home for too long, but went out to work soon.

After living together for a few days, Gu Ling finally realized that the rumored young film star is a veritable workaholic, and hardly a day is free.

Gu Ling went to the study room prepared for him, slumped on the big soft sofa, and began to search in his mind for some information he had obtained from various places in his previous life.

[Zhang Chen's commander-in-chief: Ah Ling, how are you doing recently? 】

Gu Ling replied casually: "It's okay."

[Master Zhang Chen: How about it, is the other party's performance on the bed satisfactory to you? 】

When Gu Ling saw this news, his ears felt warm, and he typed hard:

【wanna die? 】

[Master Zhang Chen: What are you doing, why are you always attacking me recently? 】

Gu Ling didn't bother to reply to him, and continued to post for a while.

Suddenly he remembered something, picked up the phone:

【Ling: I remember, do you have some rare fishing gear? 】

[Master Zhang Chen: Yes, what's the matter, aren't you not interested in fishing? 】

[Ling: Borrow a pair for use. 】

[Master Zhang Chen: It’s okay to borrow, you can get it yourself, and invite some of your brothers to come to my house to have a party tonight, you have to come. 】

Gu Ling thought for a while, after listening to Gao Lin's tone just now, Qi Che estimated that he would come back tomorrow, even if he stayed out all night tonight, it would not be a problem.

At least sleep outside, so the lights in the bedroom don't automatically turn off at ten o'clock in the evening.

[Ling: Yes. 】

As soon as night fell, Gu Ling drove to Zhang Chen's house.

Zhang Chen has a small villa in the city center. Although it is not big, it has a small open-air garden and a swimming pool. He usually goes to his house for parties in summer.

When Gu Ling arrived, an outdoor grill had already been set up by the swimming pool, and several bottles of wine had been opened.

"Ling'er is here... what the hell!" Zhang Chen saw him approaching from a distance, and said in surprise, "What are you wearing? You just came back from a funeral?"

Gu Ling: "..."

He was also very upset, but the only clothes he could wear were regular white shirts, and all other colors of clothes were thrown in his apartment, and he didn't take them to Qi Che's house at all.

Luo Yuan threw him a can of dark beer, and joked: "It's rare to see you dressed like this... good-looking?"

"Good?" Gu Ling got goosebumps when he heard this adjective, and said in disgust, "Don't use words indiscriminately."

"Yes, please don't use this word to describe him, he would rather you call him a prostitute." Zhang Chen said clearly, "That's in line with his style..."

Gu Lingsong held the upper edge of the wine jar, and pursed his thin lips slightly when he heard the words. In the end, he said nothing, bent his index finger slightly, opened the wine with one hand, and drank half of the jar with his head raised.

Zhang Chen booed and said, "It's ok, Big Brother Ling."

Lin Yiwen smiled and said, "Slow down, slow down, how many days have you been holding back?"

Gu Ling wiped off the wine stains on his chin: "I almost forgot what wine tastes like."

After drinking the wine, the atmosphere became hotter. Zhang Chenbei's alcohol was not high tonight, and after drinking it for more than half an hour, Gu Ling still didn't change his face.

The summer breeze is blowing, wrapped in a bit of alcohol-soaked fireworks.

Gu Ling was lying on the bench, with his arms stretched out and hanging over the back of the chair. A few drops of wine were stained on his slender, fair fingers, reflecting the blurred light.

He looked up at the starry sky, narrowing his eyes slightly.

The last time I spent the summer drinking with my friends without any worries, it seemed like a lifetime ago.

It's really a lifetime away.

The four words lost and found finally had a real feeling, which made him feel a little indescribable.

In my previous life, my three friends accompanied me up and down, but in the end they didn't end well. If I do it again, it must never happen again.

Hearing the three people casually chatting about their recent investment plans, Gu Ling put down the wine in his hand, opened the memo, recorded the clues that he could recall, and was ready to change the future timeline at every suitable opportunity.

Suddenly, the phone screen went black.

Gu Ling was slightly taken aback, looking at the pop-up WeChat video call window.

Gao Lin called?

Gu Ling's brain turned rapidly, looked around, and stood up abruptly.

The three people who were chatting vigorously: "?"

Gu Ling: "Find me a quiet room and answer the phone."

Zhang Chen moved swiftly, got up and took him indoors: "What's wrong, you're in such a hurry."

Gu Ling didn't have time to explain to him, so he went into the quiet study room on the first floor and locked the door behind his back.

When the room became quiet, Gu Ling found a big white wall background, straightened his neckline, made sure that his face was not too red, and then took a deep breath to answer the phone.

Gu Ling: "Gao... Mr. Qi?"

It wasn't Gao Lin on the screen, but Qi Che who was still sitting upright.

The two were silent for a while, and Qi Che said, "You didn't call on time."

Gu Ling: "Sorry... Actually, I was already opening the Tencent meeting just now."

Gu Ling lied and didn't make drafts. He didn't care about it now, but suddenly realized that Qi Che actually used Gao Lin's mobile phone to play videos directly, instead of letting Gao Lin inform him to enter the Tencent conference room.

I have to say, in the video call... I always feel that the atmosphere is more awkward.

Normal people would say something, instead of being silent face to face like this?

Gu Ling's brain was spinning rapidly: "Is your work going well today?"

Qi Che nodded.

Gu Ling: "What work did you do?"

Qi Che: "Advertising shooting."

Gu Ling: "I'm at a friend's house tonight, maybe I won't go back... is that okay?"

Qi Che paused: "Yes."

did my best.

It was rare for Gu Ling to feel that he was starting to panic.

He tried his best to ramble on a bunch of unnutritious questions, even asking what he ate at night and where he slept at night. Qi Che answered them one by one with a flat face, but each answer was no more than five words.

Just when Gu Ling asked dozens of questions like a ruthless questioning machine, and was finally on the verge of collapse, the time finally came to 15 minutes.

At this time, he was extremely fortunate that Qi Che had set the duration of the video call to only 15 minutes.

At this moment, Zhang Chen's voice came from outside the door: "What are you doing? For so long..."

Gu Ling hurriedly prepared to turn off the video: "What, it's time, I hung up."

On the other side of the screen, Qi Che lowered his eyes slightly, his eyes were a little unsteady, and suddenly asked a question for the first time in 15 minutes: "What you mentioned last night about my directing..."

Snapped.

The video was hung up.

The author says:

Take a look, let you grumble.