The actor is a licking dog

#钟奇恐怔网网# It was on the hot search for the first time.

The comment area of ​​his personal account was quickly flooded with thousands of comments.

[What's wrong with your little ancestor?Delete it now! ! ! 】

[Oh my, what are you doing to join in the fun?Wasn't it bad enough to be hacked some time ago? ? 】

[? ?Get scolded for helping you feel wronged? ? 】

[Pure passer-by, just want to remind a public figure to speak properly]

[The young master was scolded for being stupid?Or are you afraid to tell the truth due to pressure? 】

【Jane Yi gave you ecstasy in the meal, hahahaha】

【Ouch, the brain is a good thing, but it's a pity you don't have one】

【If you don't hate netizens for a day with such a violent temper, you will feel uncomfortable all over】

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The more Zhong Qi looked at it, the more angry he picked out the bad comments and went back one by one. The comment area was immediately filled with smoke, comparable to a battlefield.

When his agent received the news, he almost got a heart attack, and quickly called Zhong Qi, begging the little ancestor to quickly accept the supernatural powers, and stop fighting with others.

Zhong Qi couldn't be more angry, so he pissed off the phone a lot, disturbing the chickens, ducks, cats and dogs lying in the yard.

The manager tried to persuade him to suppress his bad temper.

But Zhong Qi couldn't sleep anymore, hung up the phone, turned over and got out of bed, got into the cold mountain night, and drove to the health center in the town alone.

Both Feng Xiaolin and Jian Yi were sent here for physical examination.

When Zhong Qi arrived, Feng Xiaolin had already woken up, and was leaning on the single bed in a daze to check Weibo, reporting the situation to Jian Yi next to her from time to time.

Jian Yi's right hand was wrapped in bandages like a mummy, layer after layer, thick and frightening.

"Why are you here?" Seeing Zhong Qi, Jian Yi lowered her head a little.

"I'm angry and can't sleep."

Zhong Qi sat down on Feng Xiaolin's simple hospital bed, stared at Jian Yi's hand, and muttered softly: "Can you still cook?"

Jian Yi couldn't help laughing: "You never forget to eat."

Zhong Qi quickly explained: "I didn't mean that! I'm Guan..."

In the middle of speaking, he changed his words abruptly: "I care about you for brother Yan. If your hand is lost, won't he feel sorry for you to death?"

Jane understood clearly, and thanked him earnestly.

No matter what unhappiness the two of them had before, he had to thank Zhong Qi for today's matter.

Zhong Qi felt a little uncomfortable, scratched his head, and changed the topic: "Where is Brother Yan? He must be rushing this way now, right?"

Jian Yi shook her head, he hadn't contacted He Boyan since the accident happened, and no one answered the phone calls at home.

"It shouldn't be," Zhong Qi wondered, "Is he on the plane?"

"Brother Xiaoyi, don't worry, I left a message for the boss, and also sent a location." Feng Xiaolin said hoarsely.

"En." Jian Yi nodded in response, but couldn't hide her worry in her eyes.

In order to divert his attention, Zhong Qi took two sick patients to fight against the landlord late at night. When Feng Xiaolin was dozing off, the door of the clinic was kicked open with a bang.

He Boyan rushed into Jian Yi's line of sight with a chill in his body.

The moment she saw the man rushing towards him, Jian Yi couldn't help but shed tears.

The tears were mixed with complex emotions such as grievance, fear, peace of mind, and emotion, turning into two salty wet marks.

He Boyan threw himself between Jian Yi's outstretched arms, with such force that he almost pushed her onto the bed.

He couldn't say a word.

Jane could feel him trembling.

"Brother, are you alright?" Jian Dan ran in with a schoolbag in his arms, and the boy's voice sounded a little crying.

"It's nothing, it's just a small injury." Jian Yi smiled at him, stroked He Boyan's back with her uninjured left hand, and whispered into his ear, "It's nothing, don't cry."

He Boyan hugged him even tighter, and buried his head deeply into his neck, until the turbulent emotions gradually calmed down, he whispered: "The phone is out of battery."

Because of the delay in the completion of Jianyi, He Boyan deliberately rushed to finish the announcement, took a few days off, and planned to take Jiandan into the mountains secretly to give Jianyi a surprise.

He didn't know anything had happened until he got off the plane.

Shen Shuyu called immediately, and Lu Dong was also beside him, explaining Jian Yi's current situation clearly to him, so that he should not worry blindly.

How can you not worry?How can you not feel bad?

That is the treasure he puts on the tip of his heart.

He hated to be hurt by a scum again and again.

He Boyan roared in the airport toilet with red eyes, frightened Jian Dan into a daze, and stood there blankly with his schoolbag in his arms, at a loss for what to do.

"Calm down, Cheng Yang committed another crime just after he came out of the detention center, and he committed a premeditated escalation, the law will definitely deal with it more severely." Lu Dong persuaded him on the other end of the phone.

"Can you calm down instead?! Fuck!!"

He Boyan punched the wall hard, making a muffled bang, Jian Dan shuddered, hesitated for a long time and went over to hold He Boyan's hand.

The warm fingertips brushed against the red knuckles, and the tingling sensation made He Boyan calm down.

He squeezed the phone tightly, and his voice was as cold as nine days: "Find the best criminal lawyer, no matter how much you pay, sue Cheng Yang to death!"

Shen Shuyu answered the phone and said, "This matter should be simple..."

"Just do what I say!" He Boyan was categorical, "This rotten person, this rotten thing, don't have anything to do with him! If you can't do it, then I'll replace it!"

Shen Shuyu was silent for a moment, then said, "Don't worry, I will take care of it."

After hanging up the phone, he dialed Mo Qing again. Mo Qing had a wider business network than him, and often dealt with legal affairs. He Boyan asked him to inquire about lawyers, and Mo Qing guaranteed to find him the top criminal. Backed by a team of litigators.

After finishing this work, the mobile phone was turned off in the cold winter in the early morning.

Fortunately, He Boyan saw the position of Feng Xiaolin's message, so he came to Jian Yi's side in the first time.

"Brother Xiaoyi..."

He Boyan was finally willing to let go of his embrace, carefully holding the bandaged hand, "Does it hurt?"

Jian Yi shook her head, and told the truth: "I didn't care about it at the time, but now I have a painkiller injection, and I don't feel it."

He Boyan felt even more distressed, his bloodshot eyes glistened with water, staring at that hand without blinking.

Jian Yi patted his leg with one hand, and then beckoned Jian Dan who was standing stupidly in the middle of the room: "You are used to going to bed early, are you sleepy now?"

Jian Dan shook his head with his schoolbag in his arms, and sat beside Jian Yi without saying a word.

Jian Yi looked at him, then at He Boyan, and said with a smile: "You two guard me with such a serious face, without saying a word, it's a bit scary. I'm not terminally ill..."

"Brother Xiaoyi, don't talk nonsense."

"Brother! Bah, bah, bah! Hurry up, bah!"

He Boyan and Jian Dan spoke at the same time, each with a more serious expression.

Zhong Qi felt that he was a light bulb.

He glanced at another light bulb in the room, and the girl had fallen asleep heartlessly, so he could only get up and walk out quietly by himself.

But fate was going against him, and as soon as he went out, he bumped into Encore head-on.

"Fuck! My new snow boots!"

An Ke stomped his feet angrily, his snow-white boots were clearly imprinted with Zhong Qi's sole pattern.

Wavy, very eye-catching.

"Who would have thought that I could run into you in such a place in the middle of the night! Who is to blame that you have to send it under the soles of the young master's shoes!" Zhong Qi choked on him angrily.

"According to what you said, I still have to apologize to you, I'm sorry I hurt your foot?!" An Ke gritted his teeth and said.

Zhong Qi was kind, nodded and said: "Okay, I forgive you."

"I ride a horse..."

When An Ke was so angry that he wanted to roll up his sleeves, Qin Feng came out of the night and called him "An An" in a deep voice.

Anke froze for a moment, clenched and loosened his hands, closed his lips a few times, cursed a few silent words, and then suppressed the urge to beat someone.

Qin Feng glanced at Zhong Qi indifferently, the thin gold-rimmed glasses seemed to have a layer of hoarfrost in the cold night, and the two silver chains dangling under the temples looked even colder.

"Thank you for today's matter."

"You are polite, you are polite, this is what I should do." Zhong Qi's attitude softened immediately, and he was no longer aggressive.

Qin Feng nodded at him, called "An'an" again, then opened the door and entered the clinic.

An Ke followed, and when he passed by Zhong Qi, he was still not convinced, and gave him a middle finger.

Zhong Qi was already prepared for this, he bowed left and right, and doubled his middle finger back.

An Ke quickly followed Qin Feng, saw Jian Yi from a distance, called his name, pushed away the old man who was in the way, and ran over.

"What's going on? Can this claw still work? I still want to eat your cooking!"

An Ke grabbed Jian Yi's right forearm and asked for warmth. He Boyan was terrified and ordered Qin Feng to drag him away.

Qin Feng pulled the screaming Anke to his side, and asked Jian Yi: "Is the hand injury serious?"

"It's okay," Jane shook her head, "I won't delay filming."

He Boyan frowned, Jian Yi was trying too hard.

Jian Yi comforted the back of his hand a few times, and said: "It's good to finish the filming early and go home early."

"Alright, you've worked hard, just persevere." Qin Feng didn't show politeness to him, in exchange for Enke's eyes.

An Ke noticed Jian Dan lying on the bed, and became interested: "Hey, is this your brother? He looks so handsome, why is he sleeping with a schoolbag in his arms? Isn't it uncomfortable?"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to Jian Dan, who was so sleepy that Jian Dan woke up suddenly, hugged the schoolbag tightly, and a suspicious bell sounded from the bag.

The boy blushed, and immediately yelled "Don't move" to cover the movement in the bag.

Feng Xiaolin, who was in the small hospital bed next door, was startled awake and asked in a daze, "What's going on?"

Everyone cast doubtful glances at Jian Dan.

Including He Boyan.

Jian Dan was both ashamed and annoyed, and angrily threw the schoolbag to He Boyan, got into bed by herself, hugged his brother's legs and covered his head, and fell asleep.

The next day, Jian Yi went back to the crew to film.

Qin Feng took care of his injuries, tried his best to focus on shooting the scenes together, and allowed enough time for him to go to a nearby town for follow-up consultation and change of medicine.

Just in time for He Boyan's birthday at the end of the month, Jane Yi finished.

At He Boyan's insistence, the production team rescheduled the wrap-up banquet for Jian Yi after New Year's Day. After Jian Yi finished filming the last scene, she returned to her hometown with He Boyan and Jian Dan instead of staying in the mountains.

He Boyan had already made an appointment with an expert to look at Jian Yi, and he was completely relieved to make sure that there was no nerve injury and no serious sequelae.

Jian Yi hasn't returned to his hometown for too long, the rapidly developing city is far from the hometown he remembers.

Therefore, at first he did not realize that the way home was wrong.

It wasn't until the taxi drove to a strange manor community that he realized something was wrong.

"Got home."

He Boyan got out of the car first, opened the car door for Jian Yi, and explained: "What happened a few days ago, I discussed with my uncle and aunt, and I moved without your consent. Brother Xiaoyi, don't blame me."

Jian Yi looked around at the surrounding environment, the privacy and security seemed to be good.

"I don't blame you, I also have this plan." Jian Yi let him lead him to a small yard, and Jian Dan followed behind bouncingly, looking at the environment of his new home and community.

Having received the news that they were coming back a long time ago, Jane's parents were guarding the door early this morning, seeing the three of them coming back together from a distance, they couldn't help but feel sour.

The reunion after a long absence is naturally a long-lasting embrace.

Afterwards, the family sat around the round table, ate the home-cooked food cooked by Jane's mother, and talked about the happy and simple family life in the past, with bright and happy smiles on their faces.

Knowing that He Boyan's birthday is today, Jane's mother specially ordered a birthday cake for him.

He Boyan made a very pious birthday wish, he wanted his brother Xiaoyi to be safe and healthy all his life.

After blowing out the candles, Jian Dan took a small cake and went to play in her new bedroom.

Jane's father took out two bottles of old wine that had been preserved for many years, and wanted to drink some with He Boyan.

Talking about what happened a few days ago, thinking of Jian Yi's difficulties in the past few years, everyone at the dining table felt more or less uncomfortable.

But Jian Yi didn't think so, he felt very happy now.

He has never been so relaxed like this moment.

Like, being reborn.

Regardless of the injury on his hand, he insisted on having a drink with him. He wanted to celebrate.

"Brother Xiaoyi, you can't drink alcohol..." He Boyan was worried about his wound, although the skin and flesh had initially healed, it was better to be careful.

"Forget it, it's rare for Jian Yi to drink by herself, so it's okay to have a couple of drinks."

Father Jane filled the wine glass and handed it to his son, "I respect you for this glass. You have worked hard for your brother and our family these few years."

"dad--"

Jian Yi watched him pour down a glass of wine to the bottom, the words were stuck in his throat and he couldn't speak, but later he felt that there was really no need to say more, so he picked up the wine glass and drank it down in one gulp.

He didn't drink often, and he drank too much, which made him cough.

He Boyan hurriedly patted him on the back, and Papa Jian shook his head funny, and filled his glass again.

"You need to practice more. If you go out to socialize in the future, how can you drink with this amount?"

Jian Yi nodded, and took the wine glass into her arms.

He Boyan pressed his hand and said to Papa Jane: "Uncle, he doesn't need to socialize. Even if he really wants to go, I can help him block it."

Father Jian held He Boyan's shoulder, and patted solemnly, "My good boy, I will leave Jane to you, don't worry, uncle."

"Uncle, let me tell you the truth. I have liked Xiaoyi for a long time. I never expected to be with him before, but then I felt more and more that I couldn't do without him. Although it seems a bit presumptuous to say it now, but I am sincere, I want to marry Xiaoyi, and I want to capitalize his name in my will."

He Boyan spoke a little excitedly, took a sip from the wine glass, and then continued: "Please agree with me and him, so that I can call you parents."

After hearing this, Jane's mother got up and went to the kitchen to secretly wipe her tears.

Papa Jane was silent for a moment, then nodded wordlessly, then raised his glass to He Boyan.

A consensus was reached, and He Boyan was extremely excited to drink and chat with his prospective father-in-law.

When they got excited about the conversation, the corner of their clothes was suddenly pulled slightly.

He tilted his head, and Jian Yi leaned over with a smile on his face, lying on his shoulder and silently calling his name with his lips.

Bo - words.

He Boyan's throat tightened, seeing the wine glass poured on the table in front of Jian Yi, he patted Jian Yi's hot cheek, and asked in a hoarse voice: "How many glasses did you drink?"

Jian Yi smiled instead of answering, and stretched out her uninjured left hand, one by one fingers flashed out, then suddenly clenched into a fist, and then stood up one by one.

Repeatedly, like playing a game with He Boyan.

The blood all over He Boyan's body instantly rushed down. The drunk brother Xiaoyi was really killing him.