Woke Up, the Actor Picked Up the Cub

When Qin Ke went to see Du's mother, he left his contact information, which was requested by Du's mother. It was not enough to give away half a can of plums. He said that he would send some more when he went home in the future.

Now more than a month later, it really came. She called and said that she didn't know the address and sent it to his son.

"I told my son that you can pick it up when it is convenient for you."

Du Jiusheng received a very large package, of course not only Chen Pimei, but also many other hometown specialties. His mother even stuffed a pair of cloth shoes and a pillow.

Du Jiusheng received the parcel and received a call again.

"Have you received it? There are two cans of Chenpimei in it. You can keep the small one for yourself. When the big one comes, someone will come to pick it up. If he doesn't come, you can eat it yourself."

Du Jiusheng knew that it was the man his mother had said before, who seemed to be rich and came to buy Chen Pimei for his wife.

He answered, and Du Mu said again: "You should learn more from others, and quickly find me a daughter-in-law to come back. This is how old you are."

"..."

Du Jiusheng never expected that he would see Qin Ke at the agreed place.

This is a small park near their home. In this season, this time, there are not many people. Almost as soon as Du Jiusheng saw Qin Ke, he was sure that the rich gentleman his mother was talking about was him.

"It's you?"

In terms of time, it was indeed right. Qin Ke was on the set every day for a while, and Qin Ke was really absent on the morning when his mother sent Chen Pimei out.

Wife is pregnant...

Du Jiusheng stared at him with a grim expression: "Are you married?"

Does he know what happened to that Duan Congzhi?

Qin Ke's expression was indifferent, and Du Jiusheng shook his head secretly without answering his words. No, it's not right.

While pouring Duan Congzhiduan's tea and buying Chen Pimei for his pregnant wife, Qin Ke didn't look like the kind of person who would please both ends.

To be honest, if he had to step on two boats, he looked more like that. Both boats knew each other's existence, but they were still competing to please people.

And if Duan Congzhi smelled on the set that day, if there was a seemingly non-existent smell of tangerine peel...

Qin Ke bought for Duan Congzhi?

This makes sense. Duan Congzhi had eaten from him, and then I remembered that it was possible for Qin Ke to find his mother for Duan Congzhi.

In terms of Qin Ke's relationship with Duan Congzhi, it makes sense that he said he bought it for his wife, but why did he say he was pregnant?

He recalled what his mother said that day, and he was sure that it was not her unilateral guess, but she had asked to confirm it. Du Jiusheng knew his mother and was very enthusiastic. Even if Qin Ke didn't say anything, but only wanted to eat, his mother could send it out. Qin Ke didn't need to make such an excuse.

Is it possible that this is actually not an excuse he made, but a fact?

In connection with Qin Ke's constant care of Duan Congzhi, Du Jiusheng came to a surprising conclusion that Duan Congzhi was really pregnant.

"Brother Xiao Duan is a woman disguised as a man?!"

Qin Ke glanced at him and stretched out his hand: "Excuse me."

After Du Jiusheng finished speaking, he felt that it was wrong. Duan Congzhi had appeared in "Deep Alley" publicly half-naked, and he was obviously a man. He has connected all the information together, but how can the conclusions he reached make people more confusing?

He was puzzled, and Qin Ke would not answer his doubts. Du Jiusheng finally let Qin Ke take Mei away.

After Duan Congzhi was finished, Xue Ping talked to him about the problem of taking the play, but Duan Congzhi was no longer agreeing. At this time, he would shoot again and enter the crew.

When filming, the crew can still use "out of control of body management" to prevaricate the past. After the show is broadcast, what will the fans do?

Duan Congzhi even thought about the hot search titles for them.

#段琮之腹肌没了#

#段琮之小 describing#

The thought of facing the overwhelming [what about your abs? 】【Why do you still have a belly? Duan Congzhi resolutely refused to join the group again.

He was unhappy, and Xue Ping had nothing to do. He didn't know what diseases could be used to determine the time of recovery so accurately, so he asked sideways: Is it possible to attend classes at the company?

When Duan Congzhi was reminded by him, he remembered that the online course he studied at university is okay now. It is not convenient to go to the company for class. You can watch the video.

Xue Ping's original intention was to let him go to the company occasionally, but this is also OK, which shows that Duan Congzhi's heart to be an actor has not yet died.

Duan Congzhi gave a clear return date. This time is not all wasteful. Xue Ping gradually relieved his heart and asked people to organize the video and send it to him.

Not only the most recent courses, but also the past.

Duan Cong had a bad appetite some time ago and became a habit. He eats less and more meals. Recently, his appetite has improved and has not changed. While watching the video, he eats snacks made by the chefs at home.

In the study, he can only use a tablet to make videos, which is a bit cumbersome, so he simply moved out of the study to the projection room.

The day after he moved out, there was an extra desk in the projection room, and Qin Ke also moved the place, still looking at him.

There are inevitably some sounds when playing videos in the projection room, but this will not affect Qin Ke. In addition to putting on headphones during work meetings, Qin Ke usually listens to the voice of the acting teacher.

He sat where he could see Duan Congzhi at a glance, and looked up from time to time. Duan Congzhi laughed at him: "Why do you look tighter than Tangyuan."

Tangyuan has stopped staring at Duan Congzhi recently, but he still likes to watch him. From time to time, he will run upstairs and no one will stop him. Before the tangyuan enters the house, he will sit at the door for a while. Call someone to come.

When someone brushed his paw, he ran upstairs.

In order to make it easy for it to come in and out, Duan Congzhi hung a colored rope on the door. He often looked at it and then the glutinous rice **** came in.

Duan Congzhi beckoned to it, the dumplings grinned, ran over in small steps, and slowed down when he reached Duan Congzhi.

Duan Congzhi smiled and touched its head, lowered his head and whispered to him, Tang Yuan tilted his head to look at him, as if he didn't understand.

Duan Congzhi pointed in Qin Ke's direction, and the glutinous rice **** went to Qin Ke's side. As he walked, he looked back at Duan Congzhi's reaction. With encouragement, Duan Congzhi's eyes continued to walk firmly.

When he walked to Qin Ke's side, Tang Yuan picked up his clothes and motioned him to get up. Qin Ke stood up. Tang Yuan looked at Duan Congzhi again. Duan Congzhi looked at them with a smile on his chin.

Tangyuan screamed excitedly, and then walked to the locker. There was only a row of low-rise lockers in the screening room, and one of the doors opened was full of tangyuan snacks.

It sat down in front of that door and looked at Qin Ke with a grin.

Qin Ke touched its head, bent over and opened the door, took out its food bowl, and gave it a canned venison. As he was about to close the door, the glutinous rice **** shouted at him, and Qin Ke took it again. I bought a piece of jerky and a few teeth sticks.

Tangyuan is satisfied now.

It came back to Duan Congzhi with the pots and snacks in his mouth, and asked Duan Congzhi to feed him. Duan Congzhi touched it and gave it the meat strips: "The glutinous rice **** are really smart," he went to Qin Ke. Lifted his chin in the direction of "Thank you, Dad."

The meat strips are air-dried and tough enough. After a few times, the glutinous rice **** yelled in Qin Ke's direction, and the tail flicked and flicked, occasionally hitting the sofa and making a little muffled noise. Qin Ke glanced at them and answered politely. :"you are welcome."

Duan Congzhi smiled so much that he couldn't get up while lying on his back on the sofa, and finally slowed down, before squeezing the tip of the ears of the glutinous rice **** and unpacking it.

After dinner, the glutinous rice **** usually don’t go upstairs. It sprinkles on the grass by itself. Duan Congzhi looks down from the balcony and sees Ying Xiaozhong playing with him. Uncle Ying passes by and runs to Uncle Ying. After a while, there were other people on the grass who were digesting after dinner. Basically, they would come to say hello when they saw the glutinous rice balls.

Duan Congzhi knew that it was a family favorite, but he didn't know that Tangyuan was a master of water dumping when he was away. Look at this group of people, no one is left out.

He stood on the balcony for a while and then went back. Originally, he planned to try his new toy for the cubs. Whether it was fun or not, he suddenly remembered a complaint he saw in the circle of friends today: kindergarten homework, second treasure to do Xiaojudeng, bought a few oranges on purpose, and was squeezed by father [picture][picture]

Duan Congzhi suddenly felt a sense of crisis. He didn't remember anything about kindergarten, but he still remembered a little bit in elementary school. He hadn't done so many fancy homework. In the future, he would do it too. do?

He checked the method of making small orange lanterns online, some were made with oranges, and some were made with oranges. Since it is called Xiaoju Deng, it should be made of oranges.

Duan Congzhi went downstairs to get a small basket of oranges.

He hadn't brought his wristbands since he knew he was pregnant. He went back to his room and turned them out. He took the razor orange and other tools and sat back in the toy room prepared for the cubs.

He just sat on the ground like this, watched the video tutorial once, and then confidently prepared to make a little orange lantern for the cub.

It is obviously called Xiaojudeng, but it is not unreasonable for so many people to make it with oranges. The oranges have thick skins and are relatively easy to operate. The oranges he brought up are thinner than ordinary ones.

But Duan Congzhi was confident in his control. The blade turned around and just penetrated the orange peel without destroying the flesh inside.

However, there was a problem when I took out the pulp in the next step. The skin was too thin, and it adhered tightly to the pulp, making it difficult to peel off completely.

Duan Congzhi glanced at the video again, and then determined that he and the video were not a kind of orange.

Now that he started, Duan Congzhi would not give up. He ate the two peeled oranges, and unilaterally assured the cubs: "Daddy can't eat it anymore, it will succeed next time."

Then continue to the next one. When Qin Ke walked in, the third orange peel was also torn. Duan Congzhi raised his head and glanced at him. Qin Ke paused. Duan Congzhi finally did not shake the pot, but bowed his head and said: "It's okay. Although one dad can't eat anymore, Zaizai has two dads."

The orange reached Qin Ke's mouth.

With Qin Ke here, the next step was much simpler. Duan Congzhi had no burden in his heart. The oranges were peeled one after another, and the flesh was fed to Qin Ke.

I don't know how long he did it. When his neck started to sore, he finally peeled out a whole orange peel with the orange network.

Duan Congzhi carefully trimmed the lampshade into a beautiful shape with a blade, and it was ready to use when it dried.

He buckled the lighter with the lampshade and tried it first. Although this small orange lamp is difficult to make, because the orange peel is very thin, the light transmittance is much better than that shown in the video, this is undoubtedly a very successful small orange lamp.

Duan Congzhi was very proud. He held the little orange lantern and showed it to Qin Ke: "If the kindergarten also has a little orange lantern in the future, we will definitely look the best."

Qin Ke's eyes were soft: "Yeah."

Duan Congzhi suddenly reacted when he cleaned up the mess, there was only one orange left in the small bamboo basket.

He looked back at Qin Ke, a little unbelievable: "Have you finished eating?!"

"..."

There are about ten oranges in this basket. One of Duan Cong started to eat two, and now there is one left, and he fed the rest to Qin Ke.

Qin Ke ate almost ten oranges in silence.

He glanced at the small bamboo basket on the ground and then at Qin Ke. Is it really okay to eat so many oranges? They still had dinner.

Duan Congzhi was a little worried: "Do you want to eliminate the digestion?"

"..."

The next day Qin Ke got upset, the corners of his mouth soaked, and he ate oranges.

He has always been very restrained, his diet, work and rest are healthy and regular, and he rarely feels so embarrassed. Duan Congzhi had a dilemma, so he applied medicine before going out. They were going to the martial arts gym today.

Lin Zhihe said to Qin Ke: "If Zhizhi has no problems with his body, take him back to the martial arts gym."

Duan Congzhi has nothing to do recently, so he told the little uncle in advance that he was going to the martial arts gym.

The usual martial arts hall is different from the New Year. There are students studying in the martial arts hall. Duan Congzhi and Qin Ke entered the tea room, and Duan Yun brought a plate of oranges when he came in.

Duan Yun's attitude towards Qin Ke improved a bit, and he stopped calling the third master, and actively greeted him to eat oranges. Qin Ke paused slightly and picked up a slice, but Duan Congzhi leaned forward without eating it. Ah-" he motioned for him.

Duan Yun: "..."

He has a lot of research on Chinese medicine, and Qin Ke's anger is so obvious, of course he can see that it happens that oranges can defeat the fire.

Duan Congzhi also knew that the little uncle was kind, but Qin Ke hesitated to hold the orange in his hand, which made Qin Ke hesitate. It is estimated that he really ate orange ptsd yesterday, and he couldn't bear it.

Duan Congzhi ate oranges from Qin Ke's hands, and saw the unspeakable expression in the eyes of the little uncle. He felt that he had sacrificed too much, but there was no way. Who made him wrong? Yesterday he accidentally fed Qin Ke ten. Where's the orange?

The author has something to say: Zhizhi: worrying

qk: I have lingering fears

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