You are really not the father of the child

The studio doesn't always start work early in the morning. Geng Yihuai and Li Mushan always get up early, and Yan Qing sleeps until nine o'clock before getting up sleepily.

Two days ago, the production team was in poor condition, Wu Yi got angry and asked everyone to rest for a few days to adjust their condition.Otherwise, if this continues, the shooting will only become more and more inefficient.

Yan Qing was resting at home today, still wearing pajamas, rubbing his eyes and walking down the stairs, the other eye not covered by his hand saw the scene in the living room.

The originally very spacious living room became slightly crowded because of the placement of the golden dragon sculpture.Geng Yihuai, Tao Ning and Li Mushan stood beside the golden dragon sculpture, all silent.

Seeing Yan Qing come down, Geng Yihuai looked calm: "Are you up?"

"Huh. Huh?" Yan Qing trotted forward and bumped into Geng Yihuai's arms, but looked at the big golden dragon in front of him, "It arrived so early..."

His cheeks flushed, he lowered his head, and asked in a low voice, "You, do you like it?"

"Ok?"

"The gift I bought for you..."

The compressed biscuit in Tao Ning's hand fell to the ground.

Yan Qing heard the prestige: "What's wrong?"

"No!" Tao Ning smiled immediately, "It's so beautiful that I'm distracted!"

"Oh……"

But Tao Ning's praise was useless, Yan Qing only cared about Geng Yihuai's reaction.

He lowered his head, raised his head quietly, lowered his head in embarrassment, and raised his head slowly again...

Mr. Geng's deep and magnetic voice came from above: "I... like it very much, thank you."

For some reason, Yan Qing felt that Mr. Geng simmered twice when he spoke.

Before Yan Qing could say anything, Geng Yihuai immediately guessed: "I've been playing with my mobile phone for the past few days, are you preparing for this?"

In the chat with Zhang Xun, words such as "how much money" flashed by...

Yan Qing nodded.

"That..." Li Mushan couldn't hold back, "How much is it?"

"Ah?" Yan Qing was taken aback, then shook his head, "How can you say that?"

I said it as if asking for credit for how much money I spent!

After the words fell, the few people present suddenly ushered in a moment of silence.

Yan Qing blinked: "Why don't you talk? Geng Yihuai...you..." He looked up at Geng Yihuai with expectation in his eyes, "Don't you like it?"

"No," answered the other quickly, "very much. It's just...why—how do you know I like this?"

"Don't we all like the carvings made by ourselves? And Zhang Xun told me that dragons like gold—"

"Well, Yan Qing," Tao Ning tried hard to control his expression, "The one who likes gold is the dragon in Western mythology."

Yan Qing was stunned first.

He slowly opened his eyes wide, his mind was blank, and someone patted the top of his head suddenly.

The man rubbed his hair with his broad palm and said, "I like it too."

Immediately, Tao Ning received a warning look.

The gluttonous monster's desire to survive made him immediately change his words: "Yes, yes, yes, Lao Geng, too."

The little flower demon looked at the cave, and looked at Geng Yihuai happily.

He said softly, "...but you don't seem to like it very much, do you?"

"I love so much."

"But you are not like other monster races. When you see something you like rushing towards you, you just hold it and don't let go..."

I don't know if it was Yan Qing's illusion, but the corner of Geng Yihuai's mouth seemed to twitch.

He was suddenly picked up by the man, and he held him in his pajamas while watching Mr. Geng carry him back to the master bedroom.

Tao Ning: "Dog man man, Bai Rixuan——!"

Li Mushan: "It's good that sir is happy."

On the second floor, Yan Qing was gently put on the bed by the other party.

He looked up at the condescending man, and said blankly, "Why did you carry me back to the bed? I just got up..."

"You said," Mr. Geng bent down and placed a light kiss on his forehead, but his breathing quickened slightly, "When you see something you like, you will rush up and hold it without letting go."

As he spoke, his lips moved down and slowly hit the little guy's lips.

Yan Qing's eyes widened in the sudden kiss.

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Survival is not easy, the author sighs.

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When Yan Qing woke up again, he couldn't remember the details.

What he remembers most clearly is that Geng Yihuai hugged him and told him what he would do with him and the child in the future...

The future was outlined beautifully, but Yan Qing was shocked.

The more Geng Yihuai looks forward to now, the more out of control the child will be when he is born.

He saw it with his own eyes, the power of the stone flower passed through his body and climbed all the way to the place where the little demon pill was.

Then he saw dots of pure white fluorescence of the purebred blood of the competing flower clan.

There is absolutely nothing wrong with that.

If possible, Yan Qing also likes that he and Geng Yihuai have a common child.The child can be a flower family, if it is a dragon family, it will be more powerful, or a dragon with flower paws, etc...

But this child really didn't belong to Geng Yihuai.

He was full of thoughts about this matter, he fell asleep and dreamed about the child, and the first thing he woke up was worrying about the child.

The stone flower was ruined, so he had no choice but to wait for Yuanyu to come and test it again.

It's a pity that senior Yuanyu seems to have something to do these few days, and he's not at the cat cafe in Yangcheng Hutong, so this matter can't be rushed for a while.

Yan Qing thought for a while, and decided to get up and get in touch with his talent—the control of illusion.

He wants to be strong.

He was so strong that Geng Yihuai could rest assured that he would go out alone, so strong that he could not drag Geng Yihuai back at any time, so strong that he could become the child's reliance.

In the bedroom, the power of illusion fluctuates up and down, and the demon power fluctuates out of the room from time to time.

Geng Yihuai sat in the living room, taking a sip of coffee slowly.

Tao Ning just hung up the phone with Elder Tianqingque, looked at Geng Yihuai for a while, and said, "Old Geng, you don't look right."

"Ok?"

"not in a good mood."

"Ah."

"Why are you suddenly in a bad mood? Tsk, Yan Qing can't please you yet?"

Boss Geng gave his parents a sharp look.

Tao Ning calculated the attack range of Geng Yihuai's beating, and took a few steps back: "What happened?"

"Nothing happened," Mr. Geng finally said respectfully, "Yan Qing still insists that the child is his."

"Why is this kid so obstinate? Yuanyu has tested it. It's not easy to get the blood of a real dragon wrong, right?"

Geng Yihuai did not speak again.

Tao Ning narrowed his eyes, and bravely teased, "Hey, old Geng, you said that if this child is really not yours, but someone else's..."

Mr. Geng still sat there with his back straight, and took another sip of coffee slowly, with an indifferent and relaxed expression.

"impossible."

"What if..."

"Not in case."

"Then assume it's in the illusion, is it okay to be in the illusion?"

His dark blue eyes were cold and indifferent, and his handsome face was calm.

Mr. Geng lowered his eyes slightly, and his tone was very calm: "Then I will kill that person."

Tao Ning: "...things in the illusion, you will kill them in reality?"

"I don't need a reason to kill."

After saying that, Mr. Geng got up slowly, put the cup aside, and walked into the study alone to deal with the matter.

Tao Ning froze on the spot for a moment, and it took a while before he came to his senses.

He looked at the tightly closed door of the study and gave a low chuckle.

This guy has been with Yan Qing for a long time, he is gentle and easy-going every day, so talkative that Tao Ning forgets... In fact, the Geng Yihuai he knew was totally different from the Geng Yihuai Yan Qing knew.

The Geng Yihuai that Tao Ning knew never needed to give people reasons, never needed to consider the rules.

His will is the reason.He himself...is the rule.

Half a month later, after everyone in the crew got used to Yan Qing having a handsome assistant who made everyone hate him, Liu Huan finally fell for it.

In the past half a month, even the director Wu Yi didn't know that the crew of "Four Seas" had been made things difficult for at least four or five times.

Either someone suddenly took advantage of their subject matter and wanted to find an excuse to withdraw their filing; or suddenly there were some black hot searches of some actors in the crew on Weibo; or they dug out Zhong Fenghe's Those nasty things find new angles...

In short, a lot of means were found, and all of them were solved by various teams under Mr. Geng without any effort.

Liu Huan tried his best on the other side, and the crew of "Four Seas" not only did not stop filming, but also filmed in that location, and the condition is getting better and better.

The second ancestor couldn't bear it for less than three days, and finally couldn't hold back his breath.

The winter has receded a bit, and there is a sense that winter and spring are about to overlap.The clouds in the sky are really thick, and the sun hangs high on the other side. Through the stratus clouds, it sprinkles the sky light that does not belong to the world.

Yan Qing rested his chin and watched with a smile as Lu Yuanxing and a supporting actress were acting out the script he had written.

Beside him, Mr. Geng peeled the orange and stuffed it into Yan Qing's mouth himself.

The production crew was so busy that their feet were in the air, but suddenly a cool breeze blew up around them.

The breath of magic.

Lu Yuanxing, who was filming, seemed unaware, still immersed in the scene.Yan Qing was taken aback, then turned to look at Geng Yihuai.

Mr. Geng smiled and nodded at him.

Someone is hooked.

The next moment, the cool wind suddenly blew more violently, directly blowing the robes of Lu Yuanxing and others, and even the camera was tilted, and the cameraman took a lot of effort to stop the camera from falling backwards go.

It was impossible to shoot, Wu Yi immediately said: "Put your things in the house first! What kind of wind is blowing in this beautiful day? Is there a typhoon for me in winter?"

While he was talking, a few spells floated slowly not far away, and no one knew about it.

Yan Qing and Geng Yihuai looked together, Mr. Geng did not forget to test his little flower demon: "What talisman?"

"Three bad luck charms?" Yan Qing immediately became angry, "Such a heavy hand?"

One bad luck talisman can make people choke on drinking water. If three bad luck talismans are posted, the crew of "Four Seas" may die.

The three bad luck charms floated all the way to Lu Yuanxing with this evil wind.

As the lead actor of their crew, Liu Huan naturally hated Lu Yuanxing, the lead actor of "Four Seas" the most.

Lu Daxing pretended to be ignorant, and slowly fell behind the people who moved things. When everyone entered the back room, Lu Yuanxing stopped abruptly.

The three bad luck talismans were about to be affixed to Lu Yuanxing, he turned his head, looked at the direction in which the bad luck talismans came from, and smiled: "Oh, it turns out that they are guests, and I haven't entertained them yet, why are you all here?" Send me a spell?"

After the words fell, the cool wind turned around and quickly blew back with the three bad luck charms.

The person behind the shot made a panicked voice: "You——you are a demon!?"

"Keep your eyes open," Lu Yuanxing smiled casually, "Your grandfather and I are not demons, but great demons."