He is really fragrant after marrying a wealthy actor

I can only smell of me

But you don't want to be responsible for...

don't want to be responsible...

Responsible……

This sentence uttered in such a cold voice and flat tone, with a clear sense of sadness in the wording, and the two are extremely contrasting and incompatible, echoed in Gu Ling's ears for three days without end.

Gu Ling waited for half a minute before recovering his voice: "It's not...I..."

Qi Che looked down at him, patiently waiting for him to stutter.

Gu Ling raised his head, touched Qi Che's gaze for a moment, and immediately moved away as if he had been burned.

In just half a minute, he seemed to have conceived the [-]-word opening report of "On the Feasibility and Necessity of Silencing the Man in front of him" in his mind.

"So..." Gu Ling's thoughts returned to the most critical question, "Then, have I..."

There was no way he could say that word without changing his expression like Qi Che, an AI robot.

He didn't get to the point after talking for a long time, Qi Che raised his eyebrows slightly, and added for him: "Did you kiss me?"

Gu Ling: "..."

He suddenly felt a little numb, and he deeply doubted that in Qi Che's conception, this was just an ordinary movement, so that he could say it without changing his face.

So he nodded with a dead face: "Yes."

Qi Che looked at him, but didn't answer him immediately.

Seeing that Qi Che had been silent for a long time, Gu Ling wanted to look up at him, but he didn't dare to meet his gaze. His gaze kept wandering around his neckline, and he slowly lifted it from the tightly fastened button to his Adam's apple as if nothing had happened... …

Qi Che suddenly whispered: "Do you wish to have it or not?"

"Ah?" Gu Ling suddenly raised his head to look at Qi Che, seeing that his expression was still indifferent, and he couldn't see any emotion implied by his question, "I...then of course I am..."

Gu Ling lowered his head and suddenly couldn't continue.

Certainly cannot be said to be hopeful, which is not in line with objective reality.

Even if it fits, I can't say... no, it's a mess, it just doesn't fit.

If you say you don't want it, then if you really have to do something, doesn't it mean that you don't want to be responsible...

Although Gu Ling lowered his head, he seemed to feel Qi Che's gaze looking at him, which made him unable to speak for some reason.

Gu Ling: "I..."

He lowered his head halfway, wishing he could dig out a crack in the ground under his feet, slip in and disappear from this world on the spot.

"No."

This cool voice relieved him.

Gu Ling's eyes lit up: "Really?"

Qi Che didn't respond, and looked at Gu Ling silently, noticing that he breathed a sigh of relief visibly.

Sister Wang's loud voice came from downstairs: "You two gentlemen, it's time for dinner!!"

Gu Ling turned back in response, and looked at Qi Che again: "Eat?"

Qi Che turned his calm eyes away from Gu Ling's obviously much more relaxed expression, and walked downstairs.

Gu Ling stood on the spot and reacted for a while, until Qi Che's back completely disappeared around the corner of the stairs, and he let out a long sigh of relief.

Good guy, why did you have to ask what happened last night?

Almost enough to contribute to the annual social death award.

He decided to erase this memory artificially, loosened his stiff shoulders before he knew it, and went downstairs to eat.

Walking up the stairs, the phone vibrated a few times. Gu Ling took it out and looked at it, and saw that it was a message from Xu Lan.

[Xu Lan: Xiao Ling, this is the finished product we have made privately during this time. 】

【Xu Lan: (picture)】

Gu Ling opened the big picture, and saw that there were several hand-sewn Ming Dynasty Hanfu, each piece was exquisite.

It's just that it can be seen that due to the limited cost, the production cannot achieve the most perfect effect, even so, it is already amazing enough.

Gu Ling paused with his fingers, saved these large pictures, and posted them on Moments. There were no words, only pictures.

A few groups were selected within the visible range, and no one else was allowed to be visible except for the newly added friends in Chen Qi's crew, Zhang Chen and those three reliable people.

After thinking about it, he pulled Gao Lin into the visible range again.

Before that, he really didn't dare to let Gao Lin know about the studio, for fear that he would send a message to Qi Che.

But in the afternoon, after Qi Che made it clear that he would transfer the management rights of the studio to him, the situation was different. Gao Lin became a trustworthy person in this matter.

After setting it up, he clicked send and put the phone away.

The dining room has been lit with warm lights, and the fish soup in the large porcelain bowl on the table is steaming white, and the dishes on the side plate are exquisite and rich, fragrant and delicious.

Gu Ling was slightly surprised after seeing the dishes on the table.

In addition to the fish soup, six single-serve dishes were placed in front of his and Qi Che's seats. The Chu River and the Han Dynasty were separated, so it was obvious that everyone ate their own food.

Gu Ling didn't understand, so, is this a sudden meal sharing system?

However, when eating in the past, due to Qi Che's obsession with cleanliness, serving chopsticks were strictly used on the table, so they would share meals in a decent manner...

Gu Ling took a closer look and realized something was wrong.There are twelve small dishes on the table, six for each person, and most of the dishes are different.

Turning his gaze to the corner, Gu Ling also found that there was a piece of tangerine peel Sydney on the far side of his seat.

"This is..." Gu Ling sat down and looked at Qi Che, "What's going on?"

Qi Che took the disinfectant wipes from Butler Chen and wiped his hands, and said, "You are allowed to eat the Sydney dish only after you finish eating all the dishes that are arranged for you."

Again.

How about coaxing children? ?

Gu Ling frowned slightly, deeply dissatisfied with this.

There is not a single dish in the kitchen that suits my own taste, and he was actually asked to finish it all...

Gu Ling picked up the chopsticks without interest, but stopped suddenly.

On the small plate in front of you, sweet and sour pork ribs, sea bass with scallion oil, crispy pork...

Although the overall look is still light and less oily, it is quite different from before. After all, it is no longer stewed ribs, steamed sea bass and boiled meatball soup...

Gu Ling raised his head unexpectedly, and went to look at Qi Che's dishes.

Sure enough, it was still the white and green dishes that he couldn't swallow in the past.

He was overjoyed, and the appetite that had been suppressed for a long time was suddenly aroused.

He picked up the chopsticks and looked at Qi Che tentatively: "What's going on?"

It suddenly occurred to him that it would not be his "irresponsible" remarks last night that made Qi Che decide to annul the engagement, so this is the last supper, right?

Even so... it was worth it.

Gu Ling, who was so hungry, thought of it like this.

Qi Che, who had already moved his chopsticks, raised his eyes and glanced at him when he heard the words: "Eat without saying a word."

Gu Ling: All right.

After finishing the meal, Gu Ling couldn't eat a mouthful.

It turns out that Sister Wang and the team of chefs led by her can cook normal meals that normal people can't stop.

What a shame.

Gu Ling took the plate of pears after he finished eating the six plates of well-balanced meals.

Although Qi Che's way of coaxing children hurts his dignity, but people can't want everything in face, eat well before talking.

After the meal, Qi Che left the restaurant.

Gu Ling sneaked into the kitchen while he was gone.

Sister Wang was confirming with the purchasing assistant tomorrow's recipes and the fresh ingredients that will be airlifted in the early morning. When she saw Gu Ling coming in, she hurriedly greeted her: "Mr. Gu, what do you need?"

Gu Ling shook his head: "I don't need it. I just want to ask, why did you suddenly change the menu?"

Sister Wang responded with an "ohhh" and replied crisply: "Mr. Qi asked for it. He said...the doctor formulated a recipe to improve your nutritional status."

Gu Ling raised his eyebrows. Although Sister Wang didn't give details, he roughly guessed the situation.

He was not surprised that his physical condition was not good at this time, after all, it was all caused by himself.

Gu Ling smiled: "Okay, I get it, you should go get busy."

Sister Wang responded, turned around and went to work.

Gu Ling left the kitchen, walked through the dining room, and when he passed the large French windows in the living room, he suddenly noticed a few people coming one after another in the front yard, holding unknown tools in their hands, and descending from the stairwell outside the villa.

Chen Butler explained a few words outside, walked in, saw Gu Ling poking his head outside the floor-to-ceiling window, and said, "Mr. Gu?"

"Huh?" Gu Ling looked at him, "Ah, I'm looking at what people outside are doing."

Butler Chen bowed slightly: "I'm going to renovate the swimming pool on the first floor."

"Swimming pool?" Gu Ling's ears pricked up, "So there's a swimming pool here?"

"Yes." Chen Butler said simply, "There is a gym and a swimming pool on the first floor, but Mr. Qi entered the group for more than four months before shelving it. Now it needs to be refurbished when it is reopened."

Gu Ling nodded, and said casually, "So he won't have to travel for a while?"

Butler Chen said, "I don't know. The swimming pool is for you."

Gu Ling had already turned around and wanted to leave, but when he heard this, he turned his head 180 degrees: "Give it to me?"

"Yes." Steward Chen watched Qi Che's heart carefully, "You need a moderate amount of physical exercise, and swimming is good for improving your heart and lung function."

Gu Ling frowned.

Does he look like he's in desperate need of a workout?Has it reached the point where Qi Che can't see the arrangement by himself?

He touched his abdominal muscles through the thin summer home clothes.

Although it's not the kind of strong and large abdominal muscles, it's still good enough, and there is no excess fat on the whole body.

Gu Ling felt a little dissatisfied.

He suddenly thought for no reason, did he know how many abdominal muscles Qi Che had?

After realizing that he had this thought, he snapped back to his senses, his back teeth chattering.

Although they have been "sleeping together in the same bed" during this time, after all, they are separated by hundreds of thousands of miles, and there is no unnecessary physical contact at all.

What's more, no matter whether Qi Che is going out or home, including at night, he is always wrapped tightly in clothes, without showing any extra parts.

Gu Ling hurriedly suppressed the thought that kept scratching in his heart.

After all, this is not something he, a plastic marriage partner, should consider.

There was a faint movement downstairs. It seemed that the swimming pool had begun to be renovated.

When Gu Ling went upstairs, the noise became slightly less.

After coming to lie down on the small sofa in his study, Gu Ling opened Weibo and saw a hot topic on the topic.

#长乐工作室withdraw from the crew of "Dust Up"#

Gu Ling's expression was calm, not surprised, it was almost this time by the time.

In the previous life, Fuhua Studio, which is quite popular in the industry, unilaterally dove the crew during the preparatory stage of "Dust Rise". At that time, Zhang Chen even dragged Gu Ling to drink and cursed all night.

In the previous life, Gu Ling didn't get involved in this matter, so he just listened to it, but in this life, this matter was in his schemes.

[Zhang Chen: Is TM's studio sick! ! 】

Sure enough, Zhang Chen's cursing scored twice.

In the early years of making film and television dramas, Fu Hua Dao was still relatively low in importance, but after the three major awards in the circle began to list the Fu Hua of costume dramas as a single award, the direction of the trend has completely changed.

In addition, over the past ten years, the audience's aesthetic taste and historical knowledge have been continuously improved, and the requirements for the exquisiteness of costumes in film and television dramas, especially ancient costumes, have become higher and higher. Therefore, costume design studios have gradually begun to play an important role in a drama.

Changle Studio can be regarded as the best in the past few years, but in Gu Ling's eyes, it is just a general among dwarfs.

[Zhang Chen: I heard that the owner of the studio, what is his surname, maybe Zhao?It's actually just an excuse!He just doesn't want to do it! 】

Gu Ling looked at it and didn't rush to reply.

Zhang Chen guessed right. Changle Studio had no work arrangements for the next few months. The reason why he quit was because he didn't like the project of "Dust Rising". In addition, he had conflicts with Director Zheng in terms of thinking, so he felt that it didn't matter and just dropped the pick.

Gu Ling quit WeChat, and clicked on the trending topic.

"What's the situation? Didn't you say that the filming is about to start? Quit now?"

"Isn't Changle a bit too old, it's not good to be a temporary pigeon..."

"It's right to quit, this show is full of looks."

"It's impossible to rush with Yingying Qi joining us."

"Take Qi Che away, don't bring my husband to get involved in these things, he's just playing a supporting role, thank you, the kind with zero pay."

"Don't Qi Che's fans think that the main character of her family shouldn't accept this show? This cake should be so bad that she shouldn't accept it..."

Sure enough, the topic turned to Qi Che.

Gu Ling was too lazy to watch the fans and blacks scolding each other, so he quit Weibo.

Zhang Chen was still scolding endlessly in WeChat, and it was obvious that he was very angry.

Gu Ling lay down on the sofa, raised his head towards the ceiling and squinted slightly, with two fingers hanging on the phone, shaking it gently.

Time passed little by little.

The phone vibrated suddenly.

Gu Ling tidied up his clothes slowly, checked the content of the new message on WeChat, and went downstairs.

On the basement floor of the villa, Qi Che got off the equipment and wiped the sweat off his forehead.

The clothes on his body were wet with sweat, revealing the muscular lines covered by the cloth.

The mobile phone placed aside was always on, Qi Che glanced at it, then looked away.

Ever since Gao Lin registered WeChat for him, everything was posted on WeChat, wishing to make up for the ones that hadn't been posted in the past few years.

【Gao Lin: Boss, you're on the hot search again】

[Gao Lin: The key is not because of our own affairs, but because of the affairs of the crew and Changle Studio]

[Gao Lin: It's a pity, Mr. Qi, that your popularity is too high, and the topic has been misled again]

[Gao Lin: Do you want to post a Weibo?Everyone is howling to see it. 】

Since Gao Lin sent too many messages, Qi Che had already set him to Do Not Disturb.

After reading these messages, he cleared the reminder and put away his phone.

Going upstairs from the basement floor, it was almost eight o'clock, and the domestic workers had basically finished their work and left work early.

The villa was quiet and there was no sound at all.

Qi Che went upstairs to the bathroom to take a shower, and when he came out again, he stood in the corridor on the second floor of the villa, which was still extremely quiet, and paused slightly.

He went to the master bedroom first, but there was no one there.

Going to Gu Ling's study again, there was still no one there.

Go downstairs, not on the first floor.

Going downstairs, there is nothing in the unfinished swimming pool.

Qi Che returned to the living room, looked at the cell phone which was empty and had no notifications, and frowned.

"Look, these are all the clothes we have prepared." Yu Chen and the staff of the clothing team took Gu Ling past the showroom with an area of ​​several hundred square meters, and introduced, "But due to the withdrawal of the Changle Studio , many of them are no longer usable. Alas, what a pity."

"But it's all right now, and it won't be a pity when you come." Yu Chen changed his tune and grabbed Gu Ling's shoulders familiarly, "If we had known that Brother Ling is so secretive, we wouldn't have to suffer from Changle." angry."

Gu Ling smiled faintly: "Director Yu is being polite."

The plan was progressing smoothly, and every link was exactly on his expectation, so there was no special sense of surprise.

Yu Chen and his colleagues re-read the manuscripts brought by Gu Ling, and they were amazed: "These designs are so delicately depicted..."

Gu Ling didn't say anything, when the phone rang suddenly.

He took a look and saw that it was actually Qi Che calling.

correct.

I forgot to tell Qi Che before leaving.

At this moment, Gu Ling suddenly remembered that he still had a nominal marriage partner. Logically speaking, he had been out for so long at night, so it was more appropriate to say something.

To save Qi Che from thinking that he has to send someone to the bar to find someone.

Regarding what happened last night, Gu Ling vaguely felt a little guilty. He didn't think it was a big deal at first, but now he felt that he didn't do a good job.

He moved away and picked up the phone.

"Teacher Qi?"

It was very quiet there, not even the sound of breathing.

Gu Ling took a look to make sure it was connected, and then confirmed again: "Teacher Qi?"

Qi Che's voice passed through the receiver coolly: "Where did you go?"

Gu Ling: "I..."

Yu Chen shouted from behind: "Lingling! Come on, let's have a drink together?"

Gu Ling's words were interrupted, and he turned around and mouthed to wait a moment.

He raised the phone to his ear again, and heard Qi Che's tone cold: "Who are you with?"

Gu Ling said truthfully: "Follow Yu Chen. Let's talk about the cooperation between the studio and the crew, which is the job you gave me the management right in the afternoon..."

Before he could speak, a cool voice on the other end of the phone interrupted him: "Ling Ling?"

Gu Ling choked suddenly.

I don't know why, but when Qi Che uttered this refrain in such a tone, it didn't mean any intimacy at all, but...

It felt like there was already a sharpened knife resting on his neck.

Robots are called nicknames, and they kill people.

"Ah... no, Director Yu was just joking." After Yu Chen and other members of the service team urged, Gu Ling quickly said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Qi, I'll be back later at night, so go to bed early. I If I go back late, I'll sleep in the guest bedroom, so I won't disturb you."

Qi Che paused for a moment before saying, "You..."

Gu Ling was quick and had already hung up.

After hanging up, he heard the voice from the other side of the phone. He was finished and interrupted Party A.

But he didn't have time to call back, because Yu Chen had already grabbed him out of the showroom.

The pre-production location of the film crew was in a manor-style hotel. At this time, the night was dark and the summer night was slightly cool, so the service team set up a supper on the terrace.

On the way there, Gu Ling was still thinking about whether to explain to Qi Che more, but when he came to the terrace, he didn't think about it anymore.

There is a barbecue table on the terrace, and the grill next to it is still roasting the meat with smoke, and the aroma can spread for miles.

Gu Ling immediately forgot about Party A's father.

After all, even if Qi Che suddenly showed mercy and changed the menu for him, it would be impossible to eat such heavy oil and salt food.

A summer night barbecue party is over, everyone has enjoyed themselves, and all the irritability caused by backstabbing at Changle Studio during the day has been swept away.

Yu Chen personally sent Gu Ling out, and repeatedly emphasized that the members of his studio must come over as soon as possible and join the preparations as soon as possible.

"By the way." Yu Chen held him back before he left, "After eating barbecue, your body smells a bit heavy. Wait a minute, I have deodorant spray."

Gu Ling didn't refuse. Although he didn't care, it was inevitable that that peerless cleanliness would care after he went back.

However, after Yu Chen sprayed him with deodorant spray a few times, he regretted it.

Not for anything else, it's just that this deodorant spray is actually minty.

The smell was a bit strong, Gu Ling coughed a few times and frowned.

I have to say that not every mint scent can be the same as the one Qi Che uses, everything is just right.

If there is no comparison, there is no harm.

But it's already sprayed, so it's too late.

Gu Ling said his goodbyes, and the surrogate driver arranged by Yu Chen helped him back to the other courtyard.

Along the way, he opened the windows to the maximum, and the whistling wind patted his face, hoping that the weird mint smell on his body would dissipate a little.

Under the attack of this smell, the smell of barbecue smoke is gone, but it is not much better. It seems that this deodorizing spray is taking the path of fighting poison with fire.

It was almost eleven o'clock, and from the outside, the lights in the villa had been turned off.

Gu Ling opened the door carefully and walked in, keeping his voice as low as possible.

As soon as he walked gently into the living room from the entrance, Gu Ling was taken aback by the few wall lamps that were still on in the living room.

Behind the screen, the tall man's back is hidden under the gentle light.

"Teacher Qi." Gu Ling said in surprise, "You haven't slept yet?"

Qi Che had already changed into his pajamas, and his moon-white body was covered with a layer of soft light under the illumination of the warm yellow wall lamp.

But the look is not the same gentle.

Gu Ling looked at his cold and sharp eyebrows and eyes, which were particularly indifferent, and felt a little bad.

Qi Che looked at him for a while, then walked over without saying a word.

When he came to his side, his eyes lightly flicked across his face, without stopping, and passed by.

After taking half a step, his footsteps suddenly stopped and he turned around.

Qi Che frowned obviously: "What's the smell?"

Gu Ling blinked and realized: "Oh, the smell of the deodorant spray that Director Yu sprayed on me may also smell like barbecue?"

Qi Che remained silent for a long time, his eyes darkened.

Gu Ling didn't know why, so he looked at him.

Under the gentle night light, Qi Che's face became colder and colder.

Gu Ling tried to explain: "I..."

Qi Che turned around: "Come up."

Gu Ling obediently followed upstairs.

Qi Che came to Gu Ling's bathroom: "Take a shower."

Gu Ling nodded: "Of course."

It doesn't matter for Qi Che to say that he has to take a bath, he himself can't bear the strange smell of peppermint all over his body.

Qi Che turned and left.

Gu Ling went into the bathroom, rubbed his hair, and rinsed his face with cold water first.

He grabbed the hem of his jacket and was about to take it off...

The door was suddenly pushed open.

Gu Ling was taken aback, and suddenly put the hem of his clothes back in place: "?"

With a cold face, Qi Che put the small basket containing the toiletries in his arms.

Then he turned and left, slamming the bathroom door behind him.

Gu Ling: "??"

Why are you so angry?Is this still a robot with no mood swings forever?

Gu Ling looked down at the things in the basket with a question mark on his forehead.

Shampoo, shower gel, toothpaste...

are all unfamiliar.

He glanced at his usual row of supplies, then at what was in the basket.

what's the difference?

He glanced at the packaging, only a solid dark coffee color, without any characters.

In the end, Gu Ling had no choice but to go up and smell it.

Gu Ling: "..."

Case solved.

They are all a series of customized products that Qi Che usually uses.

Snow mint scented.

The author says:

he's jealous he's jealous