little widow

There is no man who does not love cars.

Although the 33-year-old Gong Xingchuan seldom drives himself, it doesn't mean he can't drive.

On the way to the airport, Bugatti threw a beautiful dark blue arc, and He Lan, who was still working overtime in the office, suddenly twitched his right eyelid.

She chose to call Lily: "Is Xiao Qi okay?"

Lily was in a mess, she yelled a few times, but she couldn't suppress the noise, and finally she had to yell, "Shut up!"

The chaotic production team was instantly as quiet as a chicken.

"Hello?" Lily's voice finally reached He Lan's ears.

He Lan was instantly alert: "Did something happen to Xiao Qi?"

"The illegitimate student blocked the car." Lily replied with a headache, "I don't know how he hid in the green belt of the airport expressway. Fortunately, the driver was Mr. Gong's special assistant, Chen Han. He reacted quickly and stepped on the car in time. applied the brakes, but Xiao Qi, who was sitting in the back, still hit his head."

He Lan let out a short scream in fright.

"The doctor has seen it and said it's okay... Shi Qi is now chatting with Lu Hang on the side of the road alive and well!" Lily gritted her teeth, "He won't listen to what I say, if Mr. Gong is here..."

On the one hand, He Lan was so enraged by the illegitimate behavior, on the other hand, she mourned for Shi Qi.

Mr. Gong just drove his sports car to the airport.

"How can there be illegitimate fans?"

"It's always been there." Lily told He Lan about the previous "Aiqi Eternal", "Xiaoqi is soft-hearted. I asked him to call the police, but he was not happy. Later, he finally reported to the police, but there was insufficient evidence, so he dragged on until Now, something big happened."

Chasing and blocking cars for illegitimate fans is an extremely bad behavior, especially now that Shi Qi is in the hospital, and now "Ai Qi Eternal" will definitely not be able to escape.

He Lan hung up the phone, logged into her own Weibo account, searched the news a little, and saw that someone had posted a news about a car accident.

But because there are no pictures, not many people believe it.

He Lan immediately used the trumpet to forward the news and scolded the illegitimate student, and then picked out the news that the illegitimate fan had disturbed Shi Qi before, sorted it out, bought a hot topic, and pushed it out.

"Shiqi Car Accident" rushed to the top three in the hot search.

"It was too late to say that, but I reached out and grabbed you into my arms." Lu Hang gnawed on the sweet and spicy, and said with certainty, "Shi Qi, I am your savior now."

"Then please stop eating the meat in my bowl, my savior."

"One stick is sweet and not spicy!"

"Forget it, it's not as good as uncle's cooking anyway."

Lu Hang almost choked to death because of sweetness: "Gong Xingchuan can cook?!"

"Yes." Shi Qi took a sip of the soup.

"You asked Gong Xingchuan to cook for you?" Lu Hang asked incredulously.

He nodded of course.

Lu Hang almost slammed a whole bowl of Mala Tang on Shi Xi's face.

Shi Qi hid aside in disgust: "What are you doing?"

"Shi Qi, they are the patrons." Lu Hang earnestly said, "My dad's friends support the little stars, just like changing clothes, they change them when they get tired. For the sake of resources, the stars all regard the patrons as their ancestors."

As soon as Lu Hang finished speaking, Lily picked up his ears.

Lily said: "Mr. Lu, your character design is at least a powerful acting school. What you said just now broke the character design!"

Lu Hang shrank his neck: "Sister Lily, your little actor has a problem with his mind."

"I think it's you who has a problem with thinking." Lily said angrily, "What did you teach him?"

"I'm afraid of him and Gong Xingchuan..." Lu Hang muttered unconvinced, but Lily called him aside when he opened his mouth.

When they were arguing, Shi Qi had already finished eating Mala Tang, he looked up at the hospital, remembered the doctor's advice to drink less drinks, was encouraged, and immediately bought two bottles of Coke.

One bottle to drink, one bottle to shake.

As soon as Lu Hang got close, he unscrewed the cap of the bottle - stab it.

Shi Qi: "Hahaha!"

However, his laughter only lasted three times, and then he seemed to be choked by the throat, and he withered little by little.

Because Gong Xingchuan appeared behind Lu Hang expressionlessly.

The man was wearing a dark coffee-colored windbreaker, and the luggage in his hand still had a consignment label stuck to it.

Shi Qi stuffed the Coke into Lu Hang's hand, took off his coat that smelled of spicy hot pot, and rubbed against his uncle, trying to cover it up and asked, "Why are you here?"

"Didn't you be hospitalized for observation for a few days?" Gong Xingchuan's hand landed on the back of Shi Xi's neck, rubbing it possessively.

"No hospitalization required."

"Is that what the doctor said?"

"Well, the doctor said I'm fine." Shi Qi raised his head proudly, "And the recording of "Double-Faced Pie" will continue tomorrow. I'm lying in the hospital now, how can the program crew record the program?"

The little emperor is basically the number one male in the script, with many scenes and irreplaceable.

Gong Xingchuan saw Shi Qi's persistence, so he didn't say anything, and took him back to the villa on the mountainside with a cold face.

Shi Qi thought he had escaped a catastrophe, so he rushed in excitedly, but he didn't know that five or six doctors in white coats rushed towards him and held him down.

"Give him a checkup." Gong Xingchuan took off his coat, ignored Shi Qi's angry protest, and ordered, "Check him out."

"uncle!"

Gong Xingchuan walked up to Shi Xi in Xunsheng, pinched his cheeks: "I can't spoil you anymore."

"But my waist..." Shi Qi panicked and blurted out, "Can't...can't..."

Gong Xingchuan lowered his eyes, ignored Shi Qi's struggle, sat on the sofa, crossed his legs, and fiddled with the tablet with a cold face.

"Uncle?" Shi Xi was stunned.

The doctors only listened to Gong Xingchuan's orders, regardless of his struggle, they supported his arm and prepared to install the testing equipment.

"Mr. Shi, please lift up your clothes and let us take a look at the wound."

"Uncle!" Shi Xi only had eyes for the man sitting on the sofa.

The man stood still.

He was furious: "Gong Xingchuan!"

Gong Xingchuan raised his head slowly, his eyes filled with frost.

Shi Qi backed away again, clutching his waist and refusing to show the doctor the wound.

"Xiao Qi." Gong Xingchuan's tone was also indifferent, "It was my fault that I didn't teach you how to protect yourself... But if you think that I will let you hurt yourself, then you are very wrong. "

"I didn't hit the head myself!"

"When did you find out you had extreme fans?"

Shi Xi was speechless.

"Did you forget why we didn't stay in a hotel when we came to record a show last time?" Gong Xingchuan asked again.

Shi Qi was completely wilted, but he still held his clothes and resisted pitifully.

His "illness" was not cured, and he could only accept Gong Xingchuan's touch.

If it was someone else, even if it was a doctor, let alone his hands, even his eyes would make him uncomfortable.

Shi Qi endured and endured, and finally coughed dryly while covering his mouth.

"Okay." Gong Xingchuan accepted it as soon as he saw it, thanked the doctor, and after making sure that Shi Qi's head was not injured in the car accident, he finally hugged him in his arms.

The aggrieved Shi Qi arched left, rubbed right, and finally sat on Gong Xingchuan's lap, condemning condescendingly: "Uncle, you are too much."

Gong Xingchuan answered him: "There are even more extreme things."

After finishing speaking, he pressed Shi Xi's back neck, forcing him to kiss himself tenderly, and at the same time, lured the dizzy little peacock onto the bed.

Shi Qi's back injury was not healed, Gong Xingchuan couldn't do anything, so he lifted up his clothes and touched those scars distressedly.

"Uncle, don't touch it." Shi Xi buried himself in the quilt, protesting in a muffled voice, "itch."

Shake your legs again to express your dissatisfaction.

"He beat you, and you didn't resist?"

Shi Qi was silent for a moment: "Resist? I deserve it."

"Xiaoqi..."

"Uncle, don't ask." He forced a smile, curled up in Gong Xingchuan's arms, and kissed the man's Adam's apple flatteringly, "I'll touch it for you, so don't force me to talk about the past, okay? "

Under the warm light, Toki accurately captured the desire rising from Gong Xingchuan's eyes.

He was too familiar with this gaze, and he missed it too much.

When Gong Xingchuan wanted him, his eyes would always darken a bit, if there was light reflecting, there would definitely be his figure in the light.

So gentle, yet so domineering, as if expressing love with his eyes.

When the little peacock slowly opened its tail, lifted the hem of its clothes, revealing its slender waist.

His injuries were all on the back of his waist, and the skin on his lower abdomen was snow-white, rising and falling with his breathing.

"Uncle..." Shi Qi's eyes were blurred, he took off his underwear and arched into Gong Xingchuan's arms.

Gong Xingchuan took advantage of the situation and slapped his butt a few times: "Nonsense."

"Uncle doesn't want it?"

Gong Xingchuan licked Shizuo's reddish earlobe: "I think."

"I said I love you, uncle can sleep with me now."

"Say it to me again."

"I like uncle."

"I don't like it."

"I...I love...I love Uncle."

"Good boy." Gong Xingchuan rewarded Shi Xi with a wet and lingering kiss, then hugged him and continued to lie on the bed.

Really lying down, no matter how Shi Qi twisted, Gong Xingchuan didn't intend to take off his clothes.

"Uncle?" Shi Qi was stunned, "You...you can't do it, can you?"

Gong Xingchuan's brows twitched: "Be quiet."

"Uncle, you need to be treated when you are sick."

"Time Habitat!"

Shi Qi rolled into the quilt: "Okay, okay, I won't talk nonsense, uncle is the best!"

The obvious perfunctory made Gong Xingchuan laugh: "I told you, your waist injury is not good, so I won't touch you."

He showed two eyes from under the quilt: "Why?"

"You still ask me why?" Gong Xingchuan felt the little peacock's toes rustling through the quilt, touching his legs, and sighed slightly, "Is this the first time you slept with me?"

Shi Qi's head retracted into the quilt again.

He understood what Gong Xingchuan meant.

Uncle was too aggressive on the bed, he had injuries, and the injuries were in such sensitive places, Bao Buqi was crushed when he got agitated.

But Shi Qi wanted to tell Gong Xingchuan that he didn't care.

What does a person like him care about?

With Gong Xingchuan by his side, Shi Xi slept until he woke up naturally.

He rested his pillow on Gong Xingchuan's arm, touched his phone in a daze, and found that the program team had sent several messages, saying that the hot search of the car accident had too much influence, and countless fans rushed to the official blog to inquire about Shi Qi's situation. Bo issued a statement saying that he was fine, but the fans still refused to give up.

The program team asked him if he would like to hold a press conference or broadcast a live broadcast on the platform.

"Uncle, let me start a live broadcast." Shi Qi quickly made a choice, "The press conference is too troublesome."

"Live broadcast?" Gong Xingchuan got up and put a cushion on his waist.

"Well, fans are worried about me." Shi Qi happily downloaded the live app, "They saw the news about my car accident."

Gong Xingchuan lowered his head, his eyes fell on Shi Xi's fair neck, and when he was unprepared, he lowered his head and kissed him.

Shi Qi's attention was all on the phone screen, he pushed and shoved his uncle a few times, but failed to push his uncle away, so he gave up.He excitedly opened the software, first scratched his hair in front of the camera, squeezed his eyes, and after confirming that he looked good without makeup, he turned his head to look at Gong Xingchuan.

"Ok?"

"I'm going to broadcast live." Shi Qi kicked his uncle with his foot, which meant to make him avoid him.

Unmoved, Gong Xingchuan sat firmly beside him, raised his arm around his waist without a trace, and tapped the screen with his fingertips.

As a result, the fans squatting on Shiqi Weibo received a push link from the live broadcast room at the same time.