He is really fragrant after marrying a wealthy actor

What did you say that you should not say, what did you do that you should not do?

The lamps on the ceiling kept shaking, muddying the rampant snow mint aroma in the air.

Gu Ling hooked two fingers around the bow tie of the man in front of him, raised his head, and the smooth curve of his neck was like the most delicate sculpture.

Qi Che's thin lips were pursed into a line, and his always calm eyes were like a boulder thrown into a deep lake that had been dead for too long, causing uncontrollable waves and ripples.

"You..." No matter how hard he forced his composure, his voice was uncontrollably unsteady, and it took him a long time to say a few words, "Let go."

In a daze, Gu Ling felt that the man in front of him who was very close was really handsome.

He exerted a little force on his hands, and leaned forward to get closer.

Qi Che froze and watched the person in front of him whose eyes were out of focus getting closer and closer to him. The red tear mole at the end of his eye pierced into his sight fiercely like a firework, which could not be ignored at all.

He subconsciously held his breath, almost feeling Gu Ling's hot breath on the corner of his lips...

"No." Gu Ling paused suddenly, let go of the hand holding the tail of his tie, paralyzed his upper body, and fell heavily back on the sofa, muttering, "If you kiss, you have to take responsibility."

His voice was rare and soft, like a fluffy paw scratching his heart.

Qi Che raised his brows and eyes slightly, his eyes were deep, and his voice was slightly hoarse: "You don't want to be responsible?"

Gu Ling closed his eyes slowly, feeling more and more sleepy and his head getting heavier and heavier.

He took a breath, then let it out again, his voice became lower and lower: "I can't take responsibility."

After a long time, seeing that Gu Ling didn't move any more, Qi Che slowly straightened up, subconsciously tidying up the messed up tie.

He looked down at Gu Ling, who was already stuck on the sofa and was sleeping drowsily, adjusting his somewhat disordered heart rhythm.

The person on the sofa was breathing steadily and long, apparently in a deep sleep.

After a while, Qi Che bent down, raised one of Gu Ling's arms, carried him up the stairs, and put him on the bed as lightly as possible.

The sheets in the master bedroom were white and flawless. Gu Ling was dressed in messy black clothes, and his black hair was messed up. The neckline was wide open to reveal a piece of collarbone, and his slender neck was dyed a strange red. An extremely strong sense of impact.

Qi Che only took this picture into his eyes for 30 seconds, then looked away, lifted the thin blanket at the foot of the bed, covered Gu Ling's body, and wrapped him tightly.

He took out his mobile phone and called his personal doctor.

Within half an hour, the private doctor arrived on time in a hurry.

The private doctor has Qi Che's high annual salary, but there are only a few days of real work throughout the year.

The main reason is that Qi Che's life rhythm and eating habits are really too healthy for his wife, so in the past few years, he has never had a single illness, and he has never had a headache or brain fever. Apart from being injured due to filming, he is not needed at all.

It was even more shocking for him to go to the doctor because of alcoholism like tonight. After all, he knew that his boss rarely touched alcohol, and he had never seen him drink to the extent of alcoholism no matter what the occasion.Occasionally, if he drank a little and got drunk, he wouldn't be called to see him.

Even in the eyes of a doctor like him, this kind of strict requirement on himself doesn't feel like a human being can do it.

After arriving at Qi Che's other hospital, the private doctor looked at Qi Che who opened the door for him, and asked hesitantly, "Mr. Qi?"

The doctor took a quick look at him, and apart from feeling that his expression today was not as calm and indifferent as the last time I saw him, there was nothing unusual about him.

"You..." asked the doctor, "alcoholism?"

On the phone just now, it sounded like Qi Che was speaking very normally, but it could not be ruled out that he was not drunk but already had symptoms of discomfort.

Qi Che let the doctor in: "No, let's go upstairs."

The doctor was very surprised, wasn't he?not him?

Who is that?

He has also worked for Qi Che for more than five years, and he has never seen anyone other than himself, Gao Lin and the domestic staff working here enter his villa.

Apparently, no one else dared to drink and get drunk at Qi Che's house.

The doctor didn't know why, so he could only respond: "Oh, good."

He walked in with Qi Che, took two steps and suddenly realized something, turned around and went back to the entrance, picked up the disinfectant spray and sprayed his hands twice.

After all, he knows Qi Che's degree of cleanliness, so he can't step on the thunder point.

Hearing the sound of disinfectant spray behind him, Qi Che turned around and looked at the bottle of disinfectant spray in the doctor's hand.

Big bottle.

Gu Ling used this bottle to disinfect his whole body.

Although the method was impulsive, it was because of jealousy after all... understandable.

Thinking of this, Qi Che pursed his thin lips into a line, moved his eyes away, and subconsciously looked in the direction of the master bedroom upstairs.

After the private doctor had finished disinfecting, he followed Qi Che upstairs to the master bedroom.

Qi Che walked into the master bedroom, and saw at a glance that Gu Ling on the bed had already lifted the thin blanket from his body, the redness on his neck seemed to be a little heavier, his sleeping face looked a little disturbed, and he curled up on his side, It seems to be a little cold.

Qi Che frowned slightly, and quickly walked a few steps to cover him with the thin blanket.

The private doctor stood by the door, seeing all this, he couldn't control his facial expression in surprise.

who am I?

where am I?

No, who is this?

Is it...

The doctor thought of something incredible, and felt that he had grasped the shocking gossip on the spot, and began to think about how to express to Qi Che that he would never spread it out, and would never break the hearts of his millions of girlfriends...

Qi Che turned around, looked at the motionless doctor by the door, and said, "It's troublesome."

Only then was the doctor reminded of his duty, and he hurriedly stepped forward, recalling the idea of ​​drifting thousands of miles away, and checked the patient's physical signs.

After a simple examination, the doctor turned around and looked at Qi Che: "It should be simple alcoholism."

Then he added: "It's just drinking too much."

"But..." The doctor thought for a while, before hesitating, "It's just..."

Qi Che: "What?"

The doctor walked out of the bedroom door and lowered his voice: "This gentleman seems to be in poor nutrition."

Qi Che was stunned: "Nutritional status?"

"Yes." The doctor nodded, "Of course, no conclusion can be drawn without a specific examination. It's just a guess. This gentleman is too thin, and his lip color is also pale. Maybe his nutritional status is not good, and this situation is definitely not a day or two. Yes, that is, because he is young, he still can't tell. How is his diet?"

Qi Che was silent for a while: "I don't know."

It hasn't been long since Gu Ling moved in, and the meals are arranged in a unified manner by the kitchen, so there should be no problem.But once upon a time...

He suddenly realized that he knew nothing about Gu Ling's past.

The private doctor looked at his expression, and tentatively said: "I don't know if this is..."

Qi Che hesitated for a moment, then replied: "The marriage partner."

The doctor immediately came to his senses. He heard that the boss suddenly got married, and he heard that it was a marriage with the Gu family, so it seems that this is the one.

The doctor was a little surprised. Originally, he heard that Qi Che's engagement was just a commercial marriage, so he shouldn't have any feelings for him, but he didn't expect that it seemed... that he seemed to care about the other party.

"Mr. Gu's words...it must not be due to poor nutrition caused by objective conditions." The doctor pondered for a while, and then felt that something was wrong. "Could it be that he doesn't pay attention and ruins his body? Young people nowadays, stay up late Wake up late and not eat well, and drink indiscriminately, this is not okay..."

Qi Che's indifferent brows and eyes were slightly frowned, and it was difficult to detect his emotions.

So it was easy to hold Gu Ling in that position, not because it saves effort, but because he was too light.

"I've made a recipe for him." Qi Che said in a low tone, and added after a while, "I heard he likes sweet things."

When Gu Ling finally woke up from the [-]th floor of the dream, it was like a catastrophe.

Just the extent of the headache made him feel like he was dead again.

"How old have you been reborn this time..." Gu Ling looked at the ceiling and muttered to himself, gradually feeling familiar with the decoration of the room through his blurred vision, "This big white wall... this big gray strong... this Also too frigid..."

Oh.

Gu Ling closed his eyes, realizing where he was.

For some reason, when the word frigidity was mentioned, Gu Ling immediately thought of someone.

It seems that in terms of fitness, there is no one in the world who is more suitable for this term than that person.

Gu Ling raised one eyelid and looked to the other side of the bed.

No one, Qi Che is not here.

He was in a daze with a headache and didn't have time to think about what time it is today or what time it is. Anyway, no one cares whether he gets up or not if Qi Che is not around, so he will continue to sleep...

"dong dong"

A soft knock sounded on the door.

Gu Ling opened his eyes in dismay, and got out of bed with difficulty.

He only felt top-heavy, walked all the way there, turned nine twists and eighteen turns on the road, managed to open the door, and saw Steward Chen standing outside the door.

"Mr. Gu, you're awake." Butler Chen bowed slightly, "How do you feel?"

Gu Ling thought, if you don't come, I can still sleep for 500 years.

"It's okay." Gu Ling casually said, "What's the matter?"

Butler Chen said, "Mr. Qi told you before you left that you must be woken up for lunch before twelve o'clock at noon."

Gu Ling turned pale with shock: "It's twelve o'clock?"

He hurried back to look for his phone, and it turned out that it was twelve o'clock, and there were a hundred and eighty messages on WeChat, all of which were from the group.

He didn't have time to read what was said in the group, but he couldn't catch his breath: "Why did you sleep so late?"

Only then did he fully wake up, and pressed his painful forehead, recalling something.

Last night... bar... wine...

Problems with wine?

Housekeeper Chen said by the door: "You were drunk last night, Mr. Qi sent someone to pick you up."

Gu Ling was even more surprised: "He sent someone to pick me up..."

First of all, it's weird that he can get drunk in a bar, or completely drunk without knowing it.

He is very aware of his drinking capacity, and the amount of those few glasses last night will definitely not be a problem.

It can only be a problem with the wine.

Another point, how did Qi Che know where he was last night, and how did he pick him up after drinking too much?

Seeing that he had been silent for a long time, Steward Chen still remembered his responsibilities, and reminded him, "Would you go downstairs for lunch first?"

Gu Ling picked up his phone and followed him downstairs.

[Zhang Chen: How is Ling'er, why hasn't he appeared yet? 】

[Luo Yuan: You probably haven't woken up yet, absolutely, that damn Zhou Bowen...]

【Master Zhang Chen: Why didn't I beat him to the point of paralysis?I don’t know what happened last night…]

After Gu Ling hastily read the news in the group, because these people were talking too much and messily, he couldn't extract any useful information for a long time, so he called Zhang Chen directly.

Zhang Chen: "Damn!! You finally woke up, are you alright?"

Gu Ling: "It's okay, I just drank too much. I don't know what that glass of wine was last night."

Zhang Chen: "After you were picked up, I kept some. I asked a knowledgeable brother. I heard that this is a very high-strength liquor made by which bar. It has a strong stamina. You can drink it for minutes. Save manpower."

Gu Ling heard the key words and asked, "Picked up by...?"

Zhang Chen was very excited when he mentioned this matter, and shouted: "Yes, yes, yes, I still want to ask, who are those people who came to pick you up yesterday? Hey, good guy, well-trained, I think it's interesting when I look at it." sense of security……"

"I went out for a while. When I came back, I couldn't see you. I searched everywhere but couldn't find it. Later, one of the people who picked you up came and told me that you were safe."

"Unknowingly, so many people in the bar couldn't figure out where you were taken..."

Gu Ling knew it from his description, of course it was Qi Che's security team.

After all, they are the ones who can safely get Qi Che in and out of so many fans and reporters. It is not easy to get him away from the bar.

Gu Ling didn't speak for a long time, Zhang Chen put forward his own guess: "It can't be... the person arranged by your husband, right? It doesn't look like an ordinary person..."

Gu Ling interrupted him harshly: "How many times have I said that! Don't say the word "husband" again! ! "

Zhang Chen: "Then what do you say, after all, you two are going to get married?"

Gu Ling thought for a while, then broke the can and said, "Let's just talk about my wife."

Zhang Chen: "..."

Zhang Chen: "Age suitable?"

Gu Ling: "Yes."

It fits, in a sense it fits too well, the robot is beyond time, beyond the life span of human beings!

Zhang Chen smacked his lips: "Okay, who is your wife... Oh, the word wife is so weird!! Seriously, why are you so sensitive to the word husband?"

Gu Ling was silent, and he didn't know what was going on. Goosebumps all over his body when he heard this word just now.

A vague memory popped up suddenly, but was immediately covered up by the headache.

"It's not okay anyway." Gu Ling emphasized, "If you think it's strange, you can call Party A."

Zhang Chen complained to him for a long time, insisting that the person who changed the wine must be Zhou Bowen, and said many unreliable ways to get back at him.

Gu Ling had a headache and brain fever, and was so hungry that he didn't have time to listen to his nonsense, so he hung up after a few perfunctory sentences.

Gu Ling drank the stomach-nourishing millet porridge distractedly while thinking wildly.

He didn't expect Zhou Bowen to be so presumptuous. The purpose of doing this last night...

Gu Ling suddenly felt scared for a while.

He casually picked up a piece of hemp ball and stuffed it into his mouth, thinking that it tastes good, he suddenly realized it.

"This..." He turned his head to look at Sister Wang, "Isn't it... you are not allowed to have this kind of sweets?"

Sister Wang smiled and said, "Mr. Qi ordered you to add some sweets to your diet, but you have to control the amount, and the premise is that you have to eat all the meals arranged for you."

Gu Ling: "?"

He held a hemp ball with a big bite between his chopsticks and didn't move for a while.

This sounds like coaxing kindergarten children to eat well, and what is going on with the saying that they can be rewarded with snacks after eating?

I don't know what kind of weird idea that robot came up with.

Although he couldn't figure it out, the scent from the mochi ball was so tempting that Gu Ling didn't have time to think about it, and sat down to the first bite of sweetness that Da Cong moved in.

Served with something sweet, the meal is perfect.

Even if Sister Wang really stared at him and ate a boiled egg, six boiled shrimps, and a plate of vegetables and fruits.

After eating, Gu Ling took a nap again, and it was almost four o'clock in the afternoon.

At this time, his headache was a little better, and his discomfort symptoms were almost eliminated, so he had the strength to think about what happened last night and how to settle the score after the fall.

Logically speaking, Zhou Bowen should have squatted inside to pay the price for his drunk driving and drag racing, but he actually ran out and played tricks again.

Now there is a lack of evidence to prove it. The best evidence is the monitoring in the bar.

Before he had time to call the bar and request to adjust the surveillance, Qi Che came back right now.

Gu Ling stood up, walked towards the entrance, and met Qi Che's gaze.

Qi Che was still calm: "Are you sober?"

Gu Ling nodded.

Qi Che didn't say anything, and casually went to get the disinfectant spray at the entrance, but when he was about to touch the bottle, he suddenly withdrew his hand, and at the same time subconsciously looked towards Gu Ling.

However, Gu Ling didn't notice this abnormality in him, but was thinking about other things.

He was drunk last night. He has never been drunk in his life. No one in the world knows what he looks like when he is drunk...

Qi Che was the only one.

what to do?Do you want to silence it? ?

Qi Che sterilized with the small bottle of hand sanitizer he carried with him, walked into the villa, and passed by Gu Ling who was thinking about something.

The faint scent of snow mint hit, Gu Ling suddenly came back to his senses, and the vague memory suddenly became clearer again.

Gao Lin walked in after him, and immediately said to Gu Ling, "Mr. Gu, are you okay? Last night..."

Gu Ling: "..."

Can you stop mentioning last night, there won't be one more person who needs to be silenced, right?

Qi Che suddenly turned around from the stairs, and cast a cool glance at Gao Lin.

Gao Lin: Shut up.jpg;

Qi Che turned around and went upstairs, and said, "You explain the matter to him."

Gao Lin stood at attention: "Okay."

Gu Ling looked at him in confusion.

Gao Lin took the documents from his bag, walked to the living room, and said, "What is that Zhou Bowen matter, you should not act privately in the future, Teacher Qi will take care of it."

Gu Ling: "How did he know that I was..."

Gao Lin chuckled: "Mr. Gu, you too underestimated Mr. Qi's intelligence ability."

Gu Ling: "..."

He coughed dryly and touched the tip of his nose.

To be precise, he didn't think that Qi Che wouldn't know, but that he didn't care where he went, as long as he was at home when he was at home.

It wasn't originally their relationship that they would care about where each went in private.

Seeing that he was silent, Gao Lin said, "But what happened last night, Mr. Qi heard about it from Mr. Zhou."

In fact, Qi Che was just guessing at the time, but he didn't expect Gao Lin to send someone to the bar to look for him with the mentality of trying, and he really had to save this person from the edge of the kang.

Sister Wang served some hot herbal tea, and Gao Lin sat on the sofa in the living room and took a sip.

Gu Ling walked over and sat opposite him: "His father asked Mr. Qi to tell us about us?"

Gao Lin downed a big cup: "Listen to him, you took away part of the manuscripts from Zhou Bowen's studio."

Gu Ling's heart skipped a beat.

Let Qi Che know.

Although he didn't want to hide it, Zhou Bowen and his son complained first, so they didn't know what was going on in front of Qi Che.

Although the relationship between him and Qi Che has always been lukewarm, and it seems to be quite peaceful, but when it comes to real interest disputes, it's not necessarily so.

Gu Ling couldn't help becoming vigilant, and after thinking about it, he could only tell the truth: "That studio... used to be my mother's, and it was given to Zhou Bowen by the Gu family."

First of all, I have to make it clear that I have absolutely no intention of harming the interests of the Qi Group.

Gao Lin waved his hand: "It's okay, it's okay, we all know. Teacher Qi means to let you take back the management right."

"Then I..." Gu Ling was taken aback, "Huh?"

He doubted his ears.

Gao Lin handed him the document in his hand: "What's the matter? It's yours, take it back, is there any problem?"

Gu Ling: "But..."

He couldn't say anything for a while, but he just felt that Qi Che's simple decision seemed right and wrong, which confused him for a while.

Gao Lin continued: "Ms. Qi asked someone to do a survey today, and a considerable part of the new spring and summer antique series products launched by Truly this year are the works of the designers who belong to the studio you mentioned, but they are not signed. Zhou Bowen will carry these things on his shoulders, and he cannot escape."

"I will arrange the specific matters as soon as possible." Gao Lin pointed to the document, "Here are some operating details and accounting records of the studio in recent years, please take a look first."

Gu Ling couldn't come back to his senses for a while, he didn't expect that the plan he had been pondering over and over again, he just raised his hand lightly at Qi Che, and didn't worry about whether he had other plans or not at all.

Give him what is due to him, and Zhou Bowen and his son will be punished if they do something wrong. It is an extremely simple rule that is difficult to practice in real life.

After Gao Lin explained the matter, he completed the task and left.

After thinking about it, Gu Ling went upstairs to Qi Che's study.

The door of the study was closed, leaving only a very thin crack.

Gu Ling knocked lightly on the door.

No one in there should answer.

Gu Ling didn't push the door directly to go in, but continued to wait.

After a while, the door opened. Qi Che stood by the door and looked down at him: "Is there something wrong?"

Gu Ling sniffled, and it was the familiar faint scent of snow mint again.

It was because of this smell again that it brought back some very vague memories, probably about last night.

Gu Ling vaguely felt that this memory was quite important, but he really couldn't remember it.

Gu Ling thought for a while, but couldn't say anything for a long time: "I..."

Qi Che didn't urge him, and just looked at him with indifferent brows slightly lowered.

Gu Ling didn't meet his eyes, but he could feel that he was looking at him out of the corner of his eye, and his inexplicable breathing became a little messy.

After a long time, he finally said, "Thank you."

Qi Che answered the standard answer: "You're welcome."

into silence.

Gu Ling didn't think it was surprising either, he knew the direction of the conversation would turn out like this.

Sure enough, it is an established procedure.

He didn't want the atmosphere to just go silent like this.

Inspired by that vague memory about last night, Gu Ling started a topic that although he thought it was normal at the moment, he regretted it for several days afterwards.

"That..." Gu Ling looked up at him, pretending to be indifferent and casually mentioned, "I drank too much last night. I didn't say anything that shouldn't be said, and what I shouldn't...do, right?"

Qi Che's calm eyes flickered suddenly.

Gu Ling didn't pay attention at all. After all, he still had great confidence in himself, and he would never say anything strange...

Qi Che said calmly, "You call me husband."

Gu Ling: "?"

Gu Ling felt that his ears were blind at this moment.

Qi Che spoke again: "You want to kiss me."

Gu Ling suddenly thought, how feasible is it to stun the AI ​​robot in front of him now, or cut off the power.

But obviously there was no time: "You still said that you don't want to be responsible."

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