After Rebirth, I Decided To Inherit the Family Property

It was a kiss of mere taste.

Even so, a shy crimson came out of Song Yunran's skin, spreading along his earlobes to his neck little by little, turning him into a phlegm.

His mind was buzzing, as if accidentally? Turned over the sugar bowl, attracted countless people while turning around, but he licked his lips, and the tip of his tongue still tasted sweetness.

The heart beats vigorously in his chest, making him wonder what to say.

Qin Ke's heartbeat was also fast, but fortunately, he was even better at acting, and he was able to maintain a calm calm on the surface.

He looked down at Song Yunran, who was squatting on the side of the sofa. With a thought, he stretched out his hand and rubbed the furry head: "Are you scared?"

Song Yunran reacted very slowly. He was quiet for a few seconds before shook his head and said, "You just seemed to have kissed me by accident."

"..." Qin Ke said with a smile, "It wasn't that I was not careful, I just wanted to kiss you."

"Oh, deliberately kissed, then it's okay."

Song Yunran stood up like a wandering soul, and continued to walk to the balcony according to the previous instructions.

Qin Ke sat up and looked at Song Yunran's back, counting down in his heart.

Three, two, one...

Song Yun suddenly turned around, "Huh???"

He stepped back to the sofa in two steps, as if his sanity had finally returned, and asked, "Who allowed you to kiss me!"

And why did Qin Ke take the initiative to kiss him?

According to the general novel routine provided by He Ziyou, shouldn't he hold Qin Ke and kiss each other fiercely?

For this reason, he rehearsed for a long time last night!

At this moment, Song Yunran felt that he was simply the shame of the president's industry.

If this matter is known to the president of someone else's family, he will definitely laugh at him secretly.

How could anyone be kissed by his own artist?

Song Yunran didn't know whether he was angry or ashamed, and smoke was almost coming out of his head.

He squeezed his fist hard and stared at Qin Ke fiercely. Before he could kill the opponent with his eyes, he caught the smile on Qin Ke's lips caught off guard.

"..."

Song Yunran's eyes softened, even his legs were a little soft.

He sat on the spacious sofa, stared down at the carpet and asked, "Why are you kissing me?"

The tone was quite serious, which meant that Qin Ke confessed the motive of the crime.

Qin Ke smiled helplessly, and moved to a position beside him: "Because I like you."

Song Yunran's breathing was stagnant, and it was hard to believe what he heard.

Of course he knew that Qin Ke liked him, but according to his speculation, didn't Qin Ke love him without knowing it?

However, Qin Ke seemed to think he was not shocked enough, so he followed up slowly: "And you like me too, don't you?"

"!!!"

Song Yunran was even more shocked: "How do you know!"

Could it be that He Ziyou betrayed him and revealed the news to Qin Ke in advance?

... But if you think about it carefully, it shouldn't be enough.

Although He Ziyou has a low IQ, he is a reliable student.

Qin Ke looked into his eyes: "You are my father, shouldn't I know what you like?"

Song Yunran was persuaded by these words.

It makes sense. Knowing your father's preferences is the duty of every son, although it sounds a bit weird to say it directly after you know it... Forget it, don't worry.

Those who make big things don't stick to the trivial, anyway, it would be nice if he and Qin Ke liked each other.

Like each other...

Song Yunran muttered these simple words silently, and the joy in his heart finally came out.

He "hehe" laughed a few times, so excited that he wanted to get out on the sofa?

Thanks to the proud self-control of Ba Zong, he restrained this impulse.

Calm down, be calm.

Don't act like you haven't seen the world before.

Song Yunran took a few deep breaths, turned his head and said seriously: "Then you just kissed me, now I want to kiss you too."

Before the words fell, Song Yunran was speechless to herself.

Isn't this? A game, do I change it one round to you.

Fortunately, Qin Ke did not ridicule aloud, and he was forced to punish the wreckage by the bridge and river system!

Song Yunran instantly stood up.

Following the novel tutorial provided by He Ziyou, he carefully stretched out his hand to press Qin Ke's side waist, and the muscles that his palm touched instantly tightened, as if a faint electric current flashed through, and the electricity was so numb.

His eyelashes quivered restlessly, and after a half-time pause, he kissed him slowly.

After an extremely clumsy kiss ended, Song Yunran was not far away.

He still kept the distance close at hand, letting his breath and Qin Ke's breath intertwined in the air.

Like a puppy who just got out of the snow, with big wet eyes open, he cautiously leaned over and touched it, then stopped there and didn't know what to do.

Qin Ke's Adam's apple rolled, his voice low, "Are you still kissing?"

Song Yunran nodded.

Qin Ke smiled silently.

Their current postures were a bit awkward, so he simply leaned back towards the sofa, and didn't know when the hand that was on Song Yunran's shoulder hooked in, directly causing people to lie in his arms.

It's much more comfortable now.

Song Yunran still wanted to continue, but Qin Ke took the opportunity this time.

He put in a vain posture of a strong kiss from the tyrant, but lost all the ability to resist in the other side's delicate kiss.

Lin Nao was surrounded by 8 deleted sodium, and then fell back inch by inch.

It was also the first time Qin Ke felt that being in Qiao Ziqian could make his reason so out of control.

He even thought of it out of place. In the previous life, he saw fans commenting that Song Yunran had a sweet smile.

But all of them didn't know that this person was the sweetest when they kissed.

With a bit of piping hot temperature, the sweetness is fermented into an intoxicating taste, like a bottle of fruit wine immersed in a hot soup, people can't help but want to taste another bite, see if you can taste more Sweeter taste.

Time skipped silently.

Amid the ambiguous sound of the room, there was finally a light and anxious protest: "No, no, I'm deprived of oxygen."

"..."

Qin Ke released his hand, turned his face, and laughed lowly.

Song Yunran was dizzy and breathed, and finally managed to slow down a little bit. Now he not only blushed, but even the ends of his eyes became red.

Qin Ke smiled lazily and said, "Daddy is so stupid, don't you know how to breathe?"

Song Yunran said angrily: "Who told you to call you Dad!"

The tone was fierce, but unfortunately, due to poor breathing, this sentence didn't have any momentum.

At this moment, Song Yunran became even more angry.

He climbed down from Qin Ke, stepped on the carpet and stood there, coldly changing the subject: "Dad is hungry, go to dinner."

In Song Yunran's original plan, this dinner should be lit with candles to cheer.

But at this moment he changed his mind. As soon as he entered the kitchen, he took the posture of the boss and instructed Qin Ke to take the plate out of the steamer, and then let all the ceiling lights of the restaurant turn on, without thinking about using the light to highlight anything. Romantic atmosphere.

Qin Ke actually laughed at himself, and Song Yunran thought with enthusiasm, if this is the case, what candles would he still light.

Is he worthy? He is not worthy.

A few minutes later, the table was filled with a dazzling array of exquisite dishes.

Song Yunran was indeed hungry, and because of the lack of oxygen caused by the last long kiss, he felt that he was inexplicably exhausted a lot of physical strength. So he omitted the useless opening remarks and directly started filling his stomach in earnest.

But Song Yunran's temper came and went quickly.

Halfway through the meal, his anger disappeared. After thinking about it, he asked curiously: "How long have you liked me?"

Qin Ke was stunned for a moment before saying, "I don't know."

Song Yunran was very dissatisfied with this answer: "You are so stupid, why don't you even know this?"

"Then when did you like me?"

Qin Ke didn't care about his IQ taking the opportunity to attack his own, but asked calmly.

This time it was changed to Song Yunran and was stunned.

He gently poked the fish in the bowl with his chopsticks, and suddenly he was inspired: "It didn't take long, maybe it started on the day of the hot spring, three or four days."

Great, this answer is perfect.

Song Yunran looked at Qin Ke triumphantly, and saw that if he didn't, his father loved you so little. If you are not obedient and obedient, I will deprive you of the right to kiss me at any time.

As he expected, after Qin Ke listened to the answer, a trace of loneliness slowly emerged in his expression.

She was terribly afraid of falling out of favor.

"Really, it turns out to be weighed!

Qin Ke smiled very shallowly, there seemed to be a bit of bitterness in his smile.

Song Yunran gave a chuckle in his heart, and suddenly regretted it.

He really didn't know how long he liked Qin Ke, but looking back now, it must be far more than just a few short days. It should have been quietly tempted even earlier.

When it's over, have you ever made a joke? Qin Ke thought that I was in a relationship with him.

Sure enough, in the next second, Qin Ke raised his eyes and said confidently: "Then I like it longer than you."

"..."

"Perhaps you have paid more emotions than you."

"..."

"but it does not matter."

Qin Ke held up the water glass, as if he was self-enlightening, with a relieved expression, "It would be great if you like me."

Song Yunran: "...Don't say that."

He suspects that Qin Ke's lack of father's love since childhood has caused him to empathize with his father. He dare not ask too much from him. It is enough to be satisfied if Cheng can get a little love.

It sounds pitiful.

Song Yunran gritted his teeth and admitted: "In fact, it's more than three or four days. I just made fun of you."

Qin Ke: "Really?"

"And you don't know, I called you over today, originally I wanted to confess to you."

Under the impulse, Song Yunran revealed the plan in its entirety, "I didn't have it at all? What kind of TV series are you watching? Don't I worry about Zhong Xiaofeng's screenwriting level? I know that he is super powerful and will definitely not make the company lose money. I Trust him very much."

Qin Ke: "...?"

"Oh, the point is not on Zhong Xiaofeng."

Song Yunran returned to the subject in time and explained, "Speaking of which, don't blame you for pretending to sleep with me, otherwise I must have... ah, by the way, wait a minute."

He put down his chopsticks and ran all the way to the balcony.

Before long, he ran back holding a huge bundle of roses.

"This is for you!"

Song Yunran directly held the rose bouquet in front of Qin Ke.

Qin Ke hurriedly avoided the fate of being smashed by rose petals.

He looked at the hundreds of gorgeously blooming red roses in front of him unexpectedly, and suddenly, he seemed to lose the ability to speak.

Seeing that he was not answering, Song Yunran forced the rose into his arms: "You are welcome, accept it. It's just too late for the time, I temporarily let Assistant Tang choose it, and I don't know if you like his taste. ."

Qin Ke couldn't answer these words directly.

Saying you like it, it would appear that he was moved by Assistant Tang's taste.

Say you don't like it, and it doesn't fit his state of mind at this time.

After a few seconds of silence, he still nodded: "Thank you."

Assistant Tang chose the one chosen by Assistant Tang. Anyway, Cheng was the result of Song Yunran's wishes, so he should like it.

Song Yunran laughed proudly: "Why don't you do that, since you like it, I'll just arrange it so that Assistant Tang will choose a bunch for you every day from now on?"

Qin Ke: "...not necessarily."

Why does it seem to be dissatisfied again?

Song Yun blinked blankly, then punched the palm of his hand: "It's really not. You are an artist after all. It won't be good to collect flowers every day, so let Assistant Tang choose something else."

Qin Ke rubbed his eyebrows, a little helpless: "I mean, you don't have to give me gifts every day."

And he didn't want to receive...the gifts selected by Assistant Tang.

Song Yunran was stunned, then suddenly realized.

Careless.

What would Qin Ke think in his heart to give gifts with fanfare when he came up?

He might misunderstand that he is the same as the president of Huaxin outside, thinking that money can buy people's hearts, and he doesn't know what true liking is.

"Okay, then don't send it."

Song Yunran lowered his voice and promised gently and seriously, "Don't worry, I'm not that kind of person."

The author has something to say: Mr. Song: I’m a bad game, my brain circuit is clear, and I like to be a father, but I know I’m a good president!