Woke Up, the Actor Picked Up the Cub

Duan Congzhi contacted Lin Yu last night. He had something in his heart. He woke up several times in the evening. He went to pick up people for appraisal early this morning, and waited for the result for a day.

Duan Congzhi quickly became drowsy with a luxurious car with a calm driver and a comfortable human-shaped cushion.

As soon as the sleepiness came up for a while, Duan Congzhi ate a supper drowsy, and only woke up on the way back.

"It's almost nine o'clock, and it will take more than an hour to get back to Qin's house. Tomorrow will come a long way, how tired, don't leave tonight?" He looked at Qin Ke, and I was all for your good. Look like.

Qin Ke agreed.

Duan Congzhi knew that he agreed that it was not because it took too long to go back and forth, nor did it happen at a later time, and Qin Ke never said it.

Today, because he knew the appraisal result was uncomfortable, Qin Ke was here with him.

Duan Congzhi never knew what to do, he only knew how to make an inch.

When he lay down on Qin Ke's side, Qin Ke glanced at him, and Duan Congzhi plausibly said, "You should know when you come up."

I used to sleep with Qin Ke because of the limited conditions. Now in Longcheng, if Qin Ke is unwilling, Duan Congzhi has nothing to do with him. In fact, if Qin Ke is unwilling two times before, he has nothing to do.

Qin Ke didn't refute, Duan Congzhi lay down on him with satisfaction, but soon felt something was wrong. No matter how comfortable he usually lay on the bed, he couldn't rest peacefully today.

Duan Congzhi tried to find a comfortable posture to fall asleep, but he couldn't do anything about it. He was actually sleepy, but finding a suitable sleeping position made him anxious.

He felt like he wanted to vent his chest, and he was burning with panic.

Duan Congzhi sat up, pulled his neckline, took a deep breath, and lay down. After lying down for half a minute, he sat up again. This time he got out of bed and got a glass of cold water.

I was much calmer when I came back.

Qin Ke was also awakened by him. Perhaps he was not asleep at all, but it was the same whether he was asleep or not. As long as he lay down with his eyes closed and didn't speak, Duan Congzhi couldn't tell.

When Duan Congzhi walked back to the bedroom, the night light on the bedside was turned on. Under the not very bright light, Qin Ke watched him, and Duan Congzhi climbed back into the bed and asked him casually: "Are you hot?"

"not hot."

Duan Congzhi was a little skeptical: "Is the heating broken? Why do I feel so hot today."

Qin Ke reached out and probed his forehead, Duan Congzhi grabbed his hand and pressed it to his face, not letting go.

Qin Ke said: "Take your temperature."

Duan Congzhi said: "No fever."

Except for the heat, it's a bit irritable, nothing else is uncomfortable. I really want to say that it was the same for a while when I was shooting "Wen Jian".

That would still be dreaming.

Previously, it could be said that he was not acclimatized. Can he still be dissatisfied in Longcheng?

Since Qin Ke said it was not hot, it was his own problem. Duan Congzhi lay down, then rolled over and rolled into Qin Ke's arms.

"hold."

Qin Ke really reached out and hugged him.

It stands to reason that being held by someone should be hotter, but Duan Congzhi strangely calmed down.

The next day, Duan Congzhi walked out of the bedroom, thinking that when he returned to Qin's house, both Uncle Ying and Doctor Fang were there.

Duan Congzhi glanced at the dining table and knew that Uncle Ying should be here to deliver breakfast, but even if it was delivered to Qin Ke, it was not his turn to come in person. He should have taken this opportunity to see Duan Congzhi.

Duan Congzhi shouted to Uncle Ying, and Uncle Ying said cheerfully that today's breakfast was his favorite.

Before the pulse diagnosis, Doctor Fang gave him a chocolate.

Duan Congzhi opened his mouth and asked him: "Why not fruit candy? Doctor Fang said, Mr. Butler gave it to me and said you like it."

He motioned to Duan Congzhi to sit down, put his hand on the pulse diagnosis, concentrating on the pulse diagnosis for him, and then asked some other information, and finally simply said: "I am a little hot."

Duan Congzhi glanced at Qin Ke, who was also looking here.

"I did it once before, almost half a month."

Doctor Fang shook his head and signaled that there was no problem: "Pay attention to your diet and rest." He put away the pulse and looked at Qin Ke, "Go to the hospital for a full-body examination, San Ye should also go."

They do inspections every six months, and the calculation time is about the same.

At the end of the year, there were more invitations to various gatherings, and Duan Congzhi received a lot of invitations. However, due to speculation about the relationship between him and Qin Ke, all those who came to him were playing relatively well.

Duan Congzhi rarely goes there. Basically, it is almost enough to go to two games at random every year to show his sense of existence.

This also led to the fact that most people at the party didn't even know him. Everyone is sitting there, and there are others discussing him unscrupulously.

"Didn't you call the Qin family?"

"Who doesn't shout? Has he been here?"

"Hi, can others be like us?"

"San Ye's baby can be released for you to see?"

"That's right, come when you shout, are you the star of your bag?"

Duan Congzhi thought it was quite interesting, leaning on the sofa and listening to them say that Qin Keduo treasured him.

"No, how did I hear that he entered the entertainment industry?"

"How is it possible! How could the Qin family's rules let him go out and show his face."

They talked for a while before turning off the topic and talking about other things: "Isn't this Zheng Shao's game tonight? What about people?"

Shao Zheng was looking for people everywhere, looking for Duan Congzhi, but one of Duan Cong came and sat on the sofa in this corner. He searched for a circle before seeing people, and came over with a wine glass to make amends: "Shao Duan, the hospitality was poor," The hospitality was poor."

The few who were still chatting about gossip around just now looked at him with wide-eyed eyes. Duan Congzhi seemed to smile, "It's very thoughtful, I don't know that San Ye values ​​me so much."

Zheng Hua knew what was going on when he heard it. Many people had heard of Duan Congzhi, but few had seen him. Even most people only knew his last name, Duan, who was very good-looking, and didn't know the rest.

When I mentioned him, it was nothing more than those words, but they would say those words in private, and it would be a bit unreasonable if I heard them.

He laughed with him, drank all the wine in the glass, and filled it again, still boring, and he unilaterally filled three glasses as an apologize.

Duan Congzhi also raised a glass to him, then lowered his head and took a sip: "You are welcome."

Even if this matter is over, Zheng Hua breathed a sigh of relief. Duan Congzhi was a little different from what he thought. He thought he was the kind of little fairy who relied on the power of the third master to dominate, and looked like the son of this film. There is not much difference, buddies.

It was raised since childhood.

In this case, he simply said: "I don't want to hide, I actually have something to ask for..."

But he didn't expect Duan Congzhi to really come, he just sent the invitation letter tentatively, but he didn't expect Duan Congzhi to come without a word.

As soon as he said this, Duan Congzhi knew that he had something to do with the Qin family, and most of them had offended the Qin family.

Duan Congzhi put down the wine glass: "As far as I know, the Qin family still follows the rules in doing things, and it will not let you beg me."

Zheng Hua smiled bitterly: "This is really no way. My dad is confused and has to let the illegitimate child into the company. Now he is getting involved with the Lin family..."

After all, it was in Longcheng, or originally cooperating with the Qin family, and suddenly broke the contract to find the Lin family. This kind of matter not only caused trouble for the Qin family, but also had a face problem.

The mystery of his life experience is hanging there. Duan Congzhi is more concerned about the Lin Family. Hearing this, he asked him: "Which Lin Family?"

"I don't know which rank," Zheng Hua said with a mockery, "It is estimated that all the illegitimate children are sympathetic to each other."

Duan Congzhi: "..."

Thinking of the unidentified kinship test that hadn't come out yet, the idea of ​​arranging Lin Hong's sack came up again.

According to the appraisal, it is impossible to confirm whether they are the same father or the same ancestor, only a probability can be given.

Kinship testing has never been able to determine a certain relationship 100%, and can only rule it out 100%. If you want to know whether they are half-parents, you need to take a sample of the father. This can increase the accuracy to 99%.

It's easy to say, if Duan Congzhi is willing to find Lin Hong, he won't make such a big turn.

How about finding someone to get Lin Hong's genetic sample?

According to Lin Hong's habit of planting seeds everywhere, it should be easy to get. Duan Congzhi frowned. This method is a bit disgusting.

He was very fortunate that his mother had sent himself to Duan's house, and he was choked at the thought that he might have been named Lin.

This was a party after all. They were having a lot of fun, the voice in the private room was noisy, and Duan Congzhi was a little irritable. He was really not very patient recently, and it was easy to get anxious.

Duan Congzhi slowed his breathing, calmed himself down, and asked Zheng Hua, "Have you seen it?"

"What?" Zheng Hua didn't react for a while.

"The Lin family." Duan Congzhi reminded him.

"No," Zheng Hua understood what he meant, and shook his head, "but it should be easy to recognize, that person's hair is quite long."

"Hair is long?" Duan Congzhi repeated his words.

Zheng Hua thought he knew this person: "What? Duan Shao has seen it?"

Duan Congzhi did not answer, but asked him: "Is he not in good health?"

"I don't know," Zheng Hua saw that Duan Congzhi was interested in him, so he said a few more words, "but he still has some skills among the young masters of the Lin family. I heard that Lin Yu had his handwriting when he had an accident. "

Duan Congzhi listened to him quietly.

After Zheng Hua finished speaking, he felt that it was not a good idea to spread the rumors in an empty mouth, mainly because he was afraid of misleading Duan Congzhi, and waved his hand: "Of course, I just listened to it casually. This is evidence in the end. If I am wrong, you Don't forget to go inside."

Duan Congzhi nodded, holding the wine glass for a moment, and after a while, he said: "Do your housework cleanly."

Zheng Hua knew that Duan Congzhi had responded, and finally smiled relaxedly: "Thank you, I accept your love."

Duan Congzhi nodded, then got up and left. As soon as he came out, he saw Qin Ke.

Duan Congzhi was a little surprised. He didn't even call today, so Qin Ke came to pick him up?

So conscious?

If this was before yesterday, he couldn't ask for it, he originally planned to find ways to get Qin Ke to stay with him in Lanting.

Landing is different from Qin's house. Landing's house is small, and it has small advantages. It is difficult to have a completely private space.

There is only one master bedroom and only one cloakroom. Qin Ke stays there. His clothes will be hung on the hangers side by side with Duan Congzhi. They will share the same bathroom. Before going out, he can easily arrange Qin Ke's tie.

Most importantly, they can sleep in the same bed.

However, in this situation, how dare he. In case he was dreaming like the last time... he was going to say two more dream words, or make some unclear voices, Qin Ke wouldn't say anything, his face would be completely ashamed.

He wanted Qin Ke to get used to his own existence, cooking Qin Ke in warm water, invading his life bit by bit, invading his territory, silently, and finally cooked rice and cooked rice.

You can't always throw away your helmet and abandon your armor before your goal is reached.

Where does this put his face?

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