The Ghostbuster and the Almighty Man

"I know." Lian Lian sighed: "When did our Zhi'er become so sensible and careful?"

Ignoring the joking in Lian Lian's talk, Zheng Quzhi got out of bed after getting dressed, glanced in the room, his brows frowned: "Okay, I'll hang up after talking about business!"

As soon as the voice was over, they hung up the phone neatly.

Hey, Zheng Quzhi shook his head, stretched his waist by the way, and opened his mouth to shout: "Wei Yan! Wei Yan!"

After waiting for a while, no one responded, and couldn't help but cursed: "Where is this dog sleeping?"

Wei Yan, who wore an apron and was cooking porridge virtuously, came out of the kitchen with a spoon in his hand and frowned displeasedly: "Are you scolding me?"

Zheng Quzhi blinked and his face was innocent: "What are you talking about? Hearing hallucinations, right?"

Wei Yan did not speak, but looked at him with his lips pressed.

"Hey, what's the matter with you last night!" Seeing Wei Yan still looking at him like this, Zheng Quzhi's eyes rolled and his expression became serious. He pulled off the collar of his clothes to reveal the stars below his neck, "You make me like this. How to get out!"

"This is a normal way of intimacy for couples." Sure enough, Wei Yan turned his head and his face was uncomfortable. Although his voice was still as calm as ever, Zheng Quzhi still caught the guilty conscience in his eyes.

"Normal?" Zheng Quzhi almost laughed, obviously just wanting to change the subject, but he plunged into it, almost wiping out his tears and complaining: "Let's see who the couple can be as cruel as you? All agreed. Sleep together and do it up to three times, you say! Feel your conscience and tell me how many times did you do it last night?"

Wei Yan disapproved of the retort, and his face was righteous: "That is the normal frequency between men and women. We are men and the situation is different."

"I believe you are a ghost!" Zheng Quzhi had a black face, "You are a gentle scum that is very bad, don't think about going to Lao Tzu's bed in the future, go to **** sleep with my Angku!"

Wei Yan: "..."

Anggu shrank his tail innocently and hid under the table, trying to reduce his sense of existence.

In the end, it was Wei Yan who used a bowl of fragrant hot porridge to resolve the little resentment caused by bed gas.

Because of the publicity of the new drama, going to the orphanage for public welfare has to be advanced. The materials have been prepared before, and even Lian Kan will handle the donation. What he has to do tomorrow is actually to take a gift and go to the orphanage to volunteer for a day.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look at Wei Yan: "If you don't go there tomorrow, after all, volunteering is not something to be taken lightly."

The main thing is that Wei Yan's personality is not like a person who will serve children.

After listening patiently, Wei Yan answered, "Nothing."

Hearing this, Zheng Quzhi raised his eyes and looked at Wei Yan carefully: "We need to sweep the floor, all kinds of cleaning."

Wei Yan: "Yeah."

Seeing that the expression on Wei Yan’s face did not change, he added another sentence: "I have to coax the children. It is much more convenient if you meet a good child. If you are a bear child, you will be tossed, crying, making trouble, and possibly urinating. pants."

After hearing Zheng Quzhi's words, Wei Yan laughed. The smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes, but his tone was very determined: "You don't want me to go."

So Zheng Quzhi was silent, scratching his head awkwardly, and continued in a discussing tone: "I just don't want you to suffer."

In fact, when he went to the orphanage last time, Zheng Quzhi realized that Wei Yan didn't like children very much. When Lian Lian Kan said that Wei Yan would go, he realized that Wei Yan was not joking, and things had been arranged.

He didn't want Wei Yan to do things he didn't like because of himself.

"Why do you think that being with you is suffering?" Wei Yan asked, twisting his eyebrows, Qingjun's face with some discomfort.

Ok? Zheng Quzhi was stunned. This sentence can be understood as: Isn't doing anything with him count as suffering?

"Cough, okay, if you really want to come, then come." Zheng Quzhi quickly disarmed and surrendered, smiling again.

"Yeah." So Wei Yan returned to his calm and gentle appearance, and quietly leaned on the sofa to watch Zheng Quzhi drink porridge.

***

The next day, Zheng Qu knew it was early.

Wei Yan slept on his side last night. After washing up, the two of them simply ate breakfast, and then went to the orphanage together with the gifts they bought yesterday.

Because it is just a volunteer, there are not many photographers, only one. Originally Zheng Quzhi wanted to finish it quietly by himself, but in the end he compromised and let a photographer follow.

After seeing the two tall men getting off the car, the photographer looked a little excited, and ran over with the camera, and said with a silly smile: "Hello, this is Zhang Changping."

Zheng Quzhi glanced carefully, then suddenly smiled and said, "It turned out to be Zhang VJ."

Seeing that he was recognized, Zhang Changping smirked, flattered and said: "Mr. Zheng still remembers me!"

Originally, he had only met a few times, and it was difficult to remember, but who called him Wei Yan's VJ, Zheng Quzhi still remembers the pitiful appearance that Wei Yan was turned away from the door.

Thinking of this, Zheng Quzhi had a little more smile in his eyes, flattering: "Zhang VJ is so capable, of course it can be remembered."

The exaggerated smile on Changping's face can't be hidden.

"By the way, you don't need to do a lot of things later, just take a few shots and go back. You don't need to record the whole process." Zheng Quzhi said what he wanted.

After listening, Zhang Changping smiled slightly stiffly: "You don't need to record the whole process?"

"Yeah." Zheng Quzhi nodded. In fact, he thought it was just a trivial matter. If the whole recording was done, it would look fake, and he would be embarrassed under the camera. It would be better to be more at ease, come according to his own temperament, and quickly deal with this matter. Do it well.

"But Mr. Lian's side..." Zhang Changping hesitated.

"It's okay. If you have any questions, you can ask him to come to me. You just say that I said it." Upon seeing this, Zheng Quzhi soothed.

Zhang Changping relieved his heart, and said to Mr. Wei who had been silent, "That's OK, Mr. Wei, Mr. Zheng, then I will take a few pictures of you entering the orphanage?"

Wei Yan was carrying a bag of toys. Hearing the words, he lowered his head and looked at Zhang Changping, and responded coldly, "Yes."

Because of the movement outside, the dean of the orphanage was coming out from the inside. Seeing that they were two men wearing masks, they ran out with a smile and said, "Are you the volunteers who are coming today? !"

Seeing that the dean was so enthusiastic about him, Zheng Quzhi was a little surprised. Although he said it was OK when he came last time, his enthusiasm was obviously not as strong as this time. Could it be because of the donation?

"Good dean." He recovered, took off the mask, greeted the dean with a smile, and secretly touched Wei Yan.

Wei Yan looked at him lukewarmly, and greeted him coldly, "Hello."

The dean stopped and looked at Zheng Quzhi blankly, with a shocked expression on his face: "Are you the one who is very hot recently...Zheng Quzhi?"

"Haha, yeah." Zheng Quzhi scratched his head embarrassedly, even people his age knew him~