You are really not the father of the child

In the early morning, Yan Qing woke up in Geng Yihuai's arms.

In fact, they were not in this position when they fell asleep, but his body temperature has fluctuated recently, it all depends on the mood of the unborn child.

It was a bit cold last night in a daze, and I kept shrinking to the side.

The other party was already awake, Yan Qing's face was still slightly blush, his half-opened eyes were still somewhat dazed, and he stuck to his arms half awake.

Geng Yihuai lowered his head and left a good morning kiss on the little guy's forehead.

"Good morning," Yan Qing didn't move, but hung on Geng Yihuai's body, "You're so hot."

The little flower demon was completely unaware of the effects of her soft movements in the man's arms, and he was still a little surprised: "It seems to be hotter, it's so comfortable to lean on."

Geng Yihuai took a deep breath.

Yan Qing didn't know why the other party's body temperature was higher, and he leaned lazily on Geng Yihuai's body, muttering: "You are usually so cold, it's rare that you are so comfortable—oh!"

The man hugged him, his slightly cold lips pressed against the corners of his mouth, blocking his words bit by bit.

Yan Qing opened his eyes in a daze.

He felt a little humidity on his lips, and the temperature was intertwined. He blinked, and Geng Yihuai stopped.

The other party pressed his lips and said softly: "Aren't you closing your eyes?"

The little flower demon's voice in the morning was a little low, covered with a thin layer of veil: "Your... eyes are so beautiful."

The man was startled.

He and Yan Qing were lying on both sides of the bed facing each other, with their heads slightly lowered, their foreheads were pressed against Yan Qing's, and the warmth of their breath entangled them.

Yan Qing heard Geng Yihuai laugh meaninglessly.

"What laughing?"

"This is the first time I've heard such words."

"Has no one ever praised your eyes before?"

The dark blue is boundless, and the light inside still exists, as if absorbing thousands of sparks in the world, deep and bright.

"No," he said calmly, "no one cares."

When he was weak, he just needed to hide in the depths of the Northwest Sea so as not to block the eyes. Later, he just needed to be strong. Why would the big monsters care about this?

Yan Qing raised her eyes, lifted her chin, and placed a kiss on his eyelid.

One was not enough, he kissed it several times before saying: "The eyes are beautiful."

The little flower demon looked at the slightly silent man in front of her with crooked eyes, saying one sentence after another.

"I heard it for the second time."

"Dark blue, I still see myself in your eyes. It's beautiful."

"the third time."

"The corners of the eyes are also pretty, I want to live in it."

"the fourth time."

"When I look at me, I feel like the stars are looking at me. It's beautiful."

"the fifth time……"

"..."

He babbled, as if he was writing the script wholeheartedly on weekdays, every word was exquisite and beautiful, moistening things silently, but eloquently.

The room was filled with the quiet fragrance of roses, the demonic power circulated gently, and the little flower demon's body was filled with undetectable illusory power.

The branches above the head moved slightly, and the hanging branches and leaves occasionally brushed Geng Yihuai's cheek inadvertently.

Geng Yihuai has not spoken.

"...beautiful. I can't count how many times now, and there will be more times in the future."

What an amazing feeling.

He is used to being alone. When he was young, he saw a lot of contempt and disgust. As an adult, he only needs to watch all living beings kneel, bend, and humble in front of him. He never thought that there would be an ordinary morning. Most of the wind had faded, and the sun was shining on the bed. He looked at the golden sunshine on the other party's eyelashes, and listened to these words as if he was being coaxed.

"Your eyes are beautiful too." He said to Yan Qing.

Yan Qing sleeps without glasses, and those translucent eyes are full of brilliance, which compares with the sunlight.

The little guy laughed a few times.

They cuddled together on the bed for a while, and just sat up, Yan Qing tugged on Geng Yihuai's cuff: "Geng Yihuai, help me see the demon pill."

The child made some movement yesterday, and he was not at ease.

Geng Yihuai nodded: "Okay."

After a while, he rubbed the little flower demon's hair: "There is nothing wrong with the demon pill."

"By the way," Yan Qing said, "Have you seen my demon pill? What does it look like?"

Generally, Yaozu cannot see their own Yaodan.They can only feel the flow of demon power in their bodies, knowing that the place where the demon power flows most intensely is where the demon core is, and judge their own situation through the flow of demon power.

You can only see the specific situation of Yaodan through other people's eyes.But except for the big monsters who reach the sky, most of the monster clans need to infuse demon power into the bodies of other monster clans to help other monsters see it. This is too offensive, and no one has shown it to Yan Qing, even Ah Jiu. No.

Geng Yihuai didn't seem to have thought of this: "You don't know what it looks like?"

"I don't know, I can't see it myself."

Geng Yihuai held his hand again, Yan Qing felt a gentle demon force circulating in his body, and finally stopped at the place where maybe his demon core and the child's demon core were located.

He heard the other party say: "I can see two demon pills in your body, one is thicker and the other is small, it should be your demon pill and your child. Both are red, the big one...red Instead, it's lighter."

Could it be that the color of the child's flowers is darker than his?

That's okay, not bad.

Yan Qing held Geng Yihuai's hand and asked him: "Have you seen your demon pill? I... I can help you see it."

They can already check the relationship between the demon cores.

Geng Yihuai shook his head: "I have seen it with my own eyes."

"Eh?" He was a little puzzled, "But the demon core is in the body, can't we see it ourselves?" He couldn't see it.

Geng Yihuai's expression remained unchanged, but his tone was serious: "Before... I dug it out before, so I saw it naturally."

Yan Qing grabbed Geng Yihuai's hand tightly.

I dug it out.

Afraid of bringing up the other party's sadness, he immediately changed the subject and said something else.Geng Yihuai didn't seem to be affected much, he changed into his shirt naturally as before, and went to the company with Yan Qing.

At this time, it has been a long time since Yan Qing went to the film and television city to follow the group for a day, and he forgot that he was stuffed with a support card at that time.

But when he was about to get off work in the afternoon, the way his colleagues looked at him suddenly became a little strange.

Yan Qing was the first thing he discovered.There was no other reason—his Weibo message notification exploded.

The last time this kind of thing happened was Lu Yuanxing's hot search by his opponent.

Although the incident this time didn't make it to the top of the hot search list, it still fell among the forty or so. There were a lot of Aite and him in the topic, and Weibo attention was also rising—not a good thing.

That day, the photo of him waving with a support card in his hand was posted by the marketing account. It seemed that the topic was very positive. It was about #都景早了#. A series of facial expressions changed, and he praised how cute this little fresh meat is from the side.

It's hype at first glance.

But this hype obviously had an effect that He Jing himself didn't expect - because Yan Qing was brought to a hot search by Lu Yuanxing before, although the hot search was withdrawn quickly, the photos were leaked after all.

Soon someone discovered that this "male fan" was Yan Qing, who had been on the hot search before, and the hype hat was put on his head instead.

[Twice in a row, last time it was Lu Yuanxing, and the big president, this time it was a little fresh meat, bound to suck blood, and still an amateur?Maybe he will make his C debut tomorrow. 】

[Which company should support people, marketing guy. 】

[I don’t know why the hot searched photo last time looks so much better than this time... Last time I really thought it was a little brother who was a rich flower in the world and a fairy who descended to earth. Looking at this raw picture now, the previous photo is too p Bar? 】

[I've already thought about the debut draft: The genius screenwriter is forced to debut because of his good looks! 】

[Upstairs died laughing. 】

【…】

Yan Qing recalled the actor named He Jing he met that day, and the disgust in his heart suddenly reached its peak.

Fortunately, Geng Yihuai was not directly stopped by this person, otherwise his boyfriend would be disgusted to death by this person.

Zuo Zuo is just a low-level hot search, and the people who buy the hot search don't seem to have much money, and it should drop down after a while.

There's no need to bother Geng Yihuai because of such a trivial matter.

He put away his mobile phone and began to continue to familiarize himself with using the computer.

It's just that he didn't want to waste time, but He Jing who was making these hypes took the initiative to find him when he was off work.

This person did not know where to contact his colleague, Yan Qing was called into the reception room by a colleague when Yan Qing was about to get off work, and he caught sight of He Jing who was sitting inside waiting for him.

Yan Qing: "..."

His face darkened, and he turned to go out.

He Jing hurriedly grabbed him: "Wait, wait! Hiss—where is the static electricity coming from? Why do you have thorns on your clothes..."

Yan Qing shook off his hand: "This is the screenwriting studio."

The intention of chasing customers is very obvious.

He Jing was stunned, but felt aggrieved: "Little brother, are you unhappy? Do you think I didn't do enough marketing this time? I don't have much extra money to buy trending searches..."

Yan Qing: "...?"

He Jing was not in the same world as him at all: "It's a nomination? You've already hooked up with Mr. Geng, I'll help you create a wave of popularity first, and then there will be more attention when you take on the show, right?"

The young man frowned, his eyes full of displeasure: "I'm not an artist, but a screenwriter, please put these things away, I have nothing to do with you."

"Don't be like this," He Jing smiled, "I still want you to introduce me to Mr. Geng. I won't compete with you, I know how to measure."

Yan Qing was going to be disgusted.

He Jing thought that he was just not impressed, so he stood in front of the door and continued, "How many good-looking people does a person like Mr. Geng meet every day? You also..."

He Jing looked at him from top to bottom - Yan Qing was wearing glasses at the moment, and his face was just handsome, such a style and temperament, thrown into the entertainment circle, would be completely obliterated by everyone.

As for the two astonishing photos in the first hot search, he also thought they were from p.

Some people in the entertainment industry are sinking in the quagmire, while others are aloof and arrogant.He wasn't the latter, he also saw a lot of the former, that day when he saw Yan Qing waiting for Geng Yihuai at the gate in the film and television city, he naturally classified him as the former.

He became more confident: "It's not that your conditions are particularly good. Rather than being robbed of your business in the future, why not give me a chance, and we can be regarded as our own?"

If it wasn't for him having no way to hook up with Geng Yihuai, one of the best people in Yangcheng, why bother Yan Qing here?

"I think you misunderstood." The little flower demon rarely had the urge to beat someone, he gritted his teeth, "Geng Yihuai and I don't have that kind of relationship."

He stepped forward and pulled He Jing away from the doorknob with a light pull.

The other party didn't expect his light pull to have such great strength, and he was pulled away by him all of a sudden, a little unresponsive: "Why are you so naive... Without me, wouldn't there be someone else to seduce Mr. Geng? You Not as pretty as them..."

Yan Qing has already left.

At this moment, the clock swung past the hour, and it happened to be off-duty time.He was afraid to turn around and see this repulsive He Jing whose mind was full of waste, so he walked straight to the parking lot without taking anything.

Geng Yihuai, who just got into the car, noticed his emotions at a glance: "Why are you so unhappy? Who messed with you?"

This hot search is nothing more than a minor disturbance, it is not as big as the last time, and Geng Yihuai is not involved, Mr. Geng, who is busy with everything, may not have had time to receive the news.

Yan Qing shook his head: "It's okay, a fool."

There are not many people who can make Yan Qing call a fool directly, Geng Yihuai raised his eyebrows: "What name, I will handle it."

"No, it's not a big deal, I want to handle it myself."

"Okay." Geng Yihuai has always allowed him to respect his thoughts in this regard.

The little flower demon raised her eyes, looked at the man beside her, and remembered what He Jing said just now in her mind.

People like Geng Yihuai will never lack good-looking people around them.

In fact, he has never expected to go on with Geng Yihuai forever. Sometimes he even thinks with inferiority, when will Mr. Geng find out that he is actually ordinary and ordinary, and he is not worthy of each other at all?

Although he never said such an idea, he knew very well that hundreds of years of marginal life made him subconsciously insecure. From the day he confirmed his relationship with Geng Yihuai, he was mentally preparing to lose him all the time.

It seems that I have made preparations, as if I told myself that there will be a day sooner or later, and I am really not afraid of that day coming.

He would even quietly record every day whether he owed Geng Yihuai any favors or spent any extra money on Geng Yihuai.

But he thought so. It wasn't until today that he realized that he didn't want to see this situation at all.He wished Geng Yihuai could smile at him and hug him to sleep every day.

Yan Qing bit his lower lip, trying to make his tone as fierce as possible: "You, if you meet someone who is prettier than me, tell me!"

The little guy will never realize that such a baby voice is just acting like a baby, Geng Yihuai laughed: "What stimulated you?"

Yan Qing didn't care: "Tell me!"

"That's probably impossible to say."

Yan Qing's eyes widened, and his dark pupils suddenly felt aggrieved.

Geng Yihuai raised his hand, bent his knuckles, and gently scratched his nose: "I don't think anyone looks as good-looking as you, so where's the chance to say it?"

In the parking lot, dim street lights came on.

Mr. Geng didn't call the driver today, he sat on the driver's seat with his back straight, turned his head to look at Yan Qing intently, and his tone was gentler than the crimson clouds stretching across the sky.

Yan Qing couldn't help laughing immediately.

He finally understood why human beings like sweet talk, why in school, the teacher taught them to write sentimental lines very early.

It really touches the heart, soft around the bone.

The next day, according to the previous plan with Geng Yihuai, Yan Qing took a day off in the studio, and planned to go to Yuanyu Demon with Geng Yihuai to see how the child was doing.

As usual, Geng Yihuai got up first, sat on the sofa in the living room and read newspapers and news for a while.Tao Ning was talking about the piano, while Li Mushan was still busy in the kitchen.

Yan Qing was thinking about what He Jing said yesterday, and spent the whole night spinning between the two thoughts of "he has gained a lot" and "he still wants Geng Yihuai to only look at him all the time", and did not sleep much. I lay in bed for a while in the morning, and then I yawned and went downstairs.

Geng Yihuai paused the hand holding the newspaper, and looked up at him: "Don't you wear glasses?"

The little guy nodded: "Well..."

Geng Yihuai looked at him, although he didn't speak, but the meaning was already obvious - why not wear it?

Yan Qing forgets everything and never forgets glasses.

The little flower demon doesn't like others to stare at his face. The first thing he does when he wakes up every day is to put on the glasses that cover his appearance.Just because Lu Yuanxing took off his glasses twice, he held grudges for a long time.

Geng Yihuai was so happy - he also didn't like others staring at Yan Qing.

As for himself...

Whether Yan Qing is good-looking or not, and whether he wears glasses in front of him are all trivial matters.

"I just... don't want to wear it..." The little flower demon lowered her head, looking a little guilty.

Geng Yihuai laughed: "It's a lie. Why don't you wear it?"

"..." Yan Qing sat down slowly beside Geng Yihuai, blushed slightly, looked up at Geng Yihuai, and said softly, "To seduce you."

Let you see, none of them look as good as me.