The Wealthy Husband

The fireworks in each house continued. Within an hour or two, the night in Beicheng would not stop, but Ding Cheng had asked Qi Ling to take him back to the room, and then they distributed red envelopes to the servants at home, and the evening was cooked in the kitchen. At night, everyone ate together before leaving.

During this time, Ding Cheng and Qi Ling called back to Dingzhai to pay New Year's greetings. His grandfathers and fathers did not sleep, and by the way, they also said about going home tomorrow. It was already half past two in the morning when Qi Ling and Ding Cheng returned to their rooms, and it would be bright in a few hours.

Ding Cheng was full of energy, his eyes were round, and he was not sleepy, but thinking of going home tomorrow, he obediently followed Qi Ling to wash.

"Not sleepy?" Qi Ling put the wrung out towel on Ding Cheng's face and wiped it lightly, before asking him again.

"I can still run outside and walk two laps back," Ding Cheng muttered under the influence of the towel, but it was enough for Qi Ling, who was close to him, to hear clearly, but at what time, how could Qi Ling let Ding Cheng alone? Go crazy outside.

He shook his head helplessly, and led the person to the other side of the bed, "Lie down for a while, you will be able to fall asleep..."

Ding Cheng fell asleep very quickly, and the quality of his sleep was good. Affected by him, Qi Ling also slept well this time. Therefore, Qi Ling didn't doubt that Ding Cheng could not sleep, and it would be possible to wake up tomorrow.

They will get up early to worship their ancestors later. There is a small lamp on the side of the sofa. The room is naturally much brighter than before. Ding Cheng naturally leaned against Qi Ling’s neck. He didn’t speak, but his eyes wandered. Constantly, it seems that I really don't want to sleep.

"I'm asleep, and I won't wake up for a while. It's better to go back to Grandpa's side and sleep again. Go to sleep, I'll call you later." Ding Cheng also understands his habits quite well. He has his hands on the other side of Qi Ling. He patted on the shoulder.

Qi Ling didn't respond, his eyes slowly closed. In fact, he didn't feel much sleepiness. After another moment, he opened his eyes while Ding Cheng was still patting him, it looked like he was coaxing a child to sleep.

The corners of Qi Ling's mouth bend slightly, he turned his head and kissed Ding Cheng's forehead lightly, and he whispered, "Thank you."

Ding Cheng was completely unclear about this thank you, so he moved over, and then looked over, Qi Ling followed him, and then suddenly grabbed his too sensitive earlobe.

Unprepared, Ding Cheng groaned directly, and the muscles of his body tightened for an instant, but Qi Ling's hand was already on his waist, holding people back. Ding Cheng couldn't hide even if he wanted to hide. Where did it go?

He was held|in the earlobe, and then the ear socket was gently scratched by the tip of the tongue, Ding Cheng was too sensitive|feel, and his whole body trembling, he had to remind Qi Ling, "Qi Ling, what are you going to do? Ah……"

Qi Ling's breath also felt a little more burning, and he whispered to Ding Cheng's words, "I will coax you to sleep."

As Qi Ling spoke, his kiss lingered from the tip of Ding Cheng’s ear to the corner of his mouth, and then he swallowed Ding Cheng’s still doubtful questions into his abdomen. Qi Ling kissed very intently, in Ding Cheng’s misty sight. , I saw Qi Ling who was so serious and gentle.

Ding Cheng's heartbeat gradually accelerated, and then stabilized at a frequency that he could adapt to. He hugged Qi Ling back, and also responded with a lot of kissing skills that he had adapted recently. The already hot kisses instantly produced a lot of sparkles. the taste of.

The sound of "Tsk Tsk" rang in my ears, and the ambiguous breath deteriorated after the continuous fermentation. Qi Ling's hands slowly descended from Ding Cheng's waist. The thin pajamas could no longer stop the desire of the body. .

"Ding Cheng, Cheng Cheng..." Qi Ling whispered to comfort Ding Cheng, and light kisses fell on Ding Cheng's face from time to time, and at the same time, his hands worked hard to solve Ding Cheng's needs. In this process, he didn't have any Disgust, on the contrary, there is a strange sense of satisfaction.

He liked seeing Ding Cheng's appearance, his body trembled slightly, and he was too excited. He could only be seen in the blurred eyes, and Ding Cheng's friendship for him fell into his eyes without any barriers.

"Qiling, Qi Ling, Qi Ling..."

Ding Cheng grabbed Qi Ling's hand, as if he wanted to refuse, and he seemed to be just cooperating. He is an adult healthy man, and his physical needs are indispensable. These days when he lives with Qi Ling, he is himself. Quietly resolved, life is more pure than Wei Daofu...

I don't want Qi Ling to help him today. Ding Cheng can't tell whether he feels ashamed or ashamed, but Qi Ling feels better to help him than he does by himself.

The thoughts in Ding Cheng's head were still messed up. After coming over for a while, he didn't have time to think about anything. Instead, Qi Ling stretched out his paw, and he asked, "May I help you?"

Ding Cheng’s character of reciprocity is very cute. Qi Ling's mouth bends, and he nodded, "Okay."

Then Ding Cheng would think about his previous feelings while playing his past experience. When he was happy, he also wanted to make Qi Ling happy.

The bed was messed up by them, including their pajamas. Originally, they didn't plan to take a bath. After calming down, the two got up and took another bath. Ding Cheng washed first and Qi Ling washed later.

While Qi Ling was washing, Ding Cheng lay half-lying on the pillow and let it go. After a long time passed, his face faded | the ruddyness returned again. He hugged the quilt and rolled directly, "Ahhhhh... I actually Qi Ling did this kind of thing..."

His secret dream, which he dared not talk more about, became a reality, and more than a dream, they really helped each other, and they were far from the true physical and mental union by the last point.

Ding Cheng's nerves full of yellow violence became active again, and various unsuitable images for children in his mind took turns. He continued to roll and roll until he was hugged by Qi Ling, who was dumbfounded.

"What's wrong? Do you feel uncomfortable in any way?"

"No, no... very comfortable..." Because his head was too messy, Ding Cheng, who answered the question, directly expressed his most intuitive feeling after being helped, too comfortable...

Ding Cheng was stunned, his expression stopped, and he did not dare to look up, but Qi Ling's laughter came from his ear again, low and sweet, Ding Cheng's whole heart was numb with laughter... Fell asleep.

Qi Ling dug the person out of the quilt, and the two lay down again, without talking or going to bed, they just leaned together and waited for daybreak. The warm feeling that they had never experienced has been lingering in their hearts.

At about five o'clock, they got up and changed their clothes and came downstairs. The sky was still as dark as ink. The kitchen was busy half an hour ago. Qi Ling led Ding Cheng to the building behind the main building, Wang Danhe The servants were in front, they opened the door, and then let people come in to clean.

This is the small ancestral hall of the Qi family. There are a lot of memorial tablets. Although the lights are very bright, it still gives people a gloomy feeling. This is Ding Cheng's most intuitive feeling.

Fortunately, Qi Ling was by his side, and his fears were not enough to affect him, so he was bounced back by something called a sense of security.

"Is this grandma?" Grandpa Qi Ling's name was Qi Shijie, and there was a tablet beside him, but it was strange that there was no signature of Grandma Qi Ling on it, only the words "Qi Shijie's wife".

Qi Ling followed Ding Cheng's gaze, he nodded, "Well, it should."

His grandmother died very early. It is said that Qi Bai died when he was a teenager. Father Qi rarely mentions it. I am afraid that Wang Dan has a vague impression of her, let alone Qi Ling who was born later.

"This is mother!" This time Ding Cheng didn't need to ask Qi Ling and he was sure. Cheng Susu, this is Qi Ling's mother, and it is also a name that is rarely mentioned in Qi's house. There is a photo under her tablet. Gentle and Suri, very beautiful.

"Hmm..." Qi Ling replied again, and then he took Ding Cheng's hand, and they approached a little together.

"Mom, this is Cheng Cheng..." Cheng Susu prepared some small things for Ding Cheng before he died, but they failed to deliver them. Later, they were burned together as relics. The only things that belonged to Cheng Susu in this family were those that he had secretly hidden. These photos are out.

And this little photo was shown after the death of Qi Ling. As for the photo of Grandma Qi Ling's relics, this is very strange, and Qi Ling in the past also found it strange.

"Mom, don't worry, I will take care of Qi Ling." Ding Cheng looked at the photo and assured him tremblingly, as if there really was such a gentle and sly woman looking at him in front of him.

After they finished the tour in the small ancestral hall, Qi Ling took Ding Cheng upstairs again, and there was Qi's collection on it. Then when he left the house, Qi Ling also recorded Ding Cheng's fingerprints in it.

Ding Cheng didn’t know why, but then he was led downstairs by Qi Ling, and the big table in front of the memorial tablet had already placed the wine, meat and fruit. They took the incense and bowed down before leaving the small backyard. Ancestral hall.

Back to the front yard, breakfast is ready. Father Ding believes in Buddhism. He must be vegetarian on the first day of the new year. After so many years of getting used to it, the kitchen prepared this morning is also vegetarian, but the morning is better, Qi Linghe Ding Cheng didn't think it was wrong.

After they had eaten, Heli was already loading the trunk, and all the things they took to Ding's house later.

Ding Cheng yawned lazily, and then continued to send New Year messages to some friends. Su Ya also sent text messages to him. It was not good to call them so early to wake them up.

Qi Ling sat down to his side, Ding Cheng consciously tilted his head and leaned against him, and then he yawned again.

"Sleepy?" Qi Ling rubbed Ding Cheng's hair, put the person on his thigh, and then continued to rub Ding Cheng in such a position as Dayang.

"Well," Ding Cheng replied lazily. He smiled at Qi Ling before enjoying his head massage with peace of mind. The servants who went in and out there had generally accepted the reality that the two masters of the Qi family had a good relationship. What should I do.

Until they got in the car, Wang Dan was a bit hesitant to say something, but Ding Cheng was too sleepy and didn’t pay attention. Qi Ling saw it and didn’t intend to pay any attention. Won't come back to live.

Ding’s family had already made two calls to ask Qi Ling and Ding Cheng’s departure time. The car stopped at the iron gate of the Ding’s house. Grandpa Ding Cheng ran out. Ding Cheng returned to China but was not at home for the New Year. Once, Father Ding and Ding Hande were particularly uncomfortable.

Then they saw the dazed Ding Cheng being held down by Qi Ling, "Here, let's go back to the house to sleep."

"Grandpa, Dad, Cheng Cheng didn't sleep yesterday. He got up early in the morning and was sleepy on the road," Qi Ling explained, but his voice was very low, and he didn't intend to force Ding Cheng to wake up.

"Grandpa, Dad..." Ding Cheng squinted his eyes and said hello...

"Okay, I see, you go back upstairs when you are full and go downstairs."

Elder Ding spoke, and Zhang Jing's family brought in the things over there. After Qi Ling said hello to everyone, he took Ding Cheng back to the room.

"Too sleepy," Ding Cheng murmured, Qi Ling took off his coat, he lay on the bed, and within a minute, he fell asleep...

Yesterday was not as simple as not sleeping at night for Ding Cheng. Yesterday was worth taking into the important turning point of his life for him. He was full of excitement in his head, and now he returned to the place where he felt most at ease, his body was exhausted. Now, the spirit is also exhausted.

Qi Ling continued to undress Ding Cheng and put on comfortable pajamas. He went downstairs and chatted with Ding's parents for a while before returning to rest upstairs. After that, they slept directly for lunch and didn't wake up until almost three o'clock in the afternoon.

Ding Cheng woke up earlier, but he didn't get up. He obediently asked Qi Ling to hug him to sleep. The curtains in the room were tightly drawn with only a little light. When Qi Ling woke up, he saw Ding Cheng blinking in his arms. A wandering appearance.

Naturally, Qi Ling kissed Ding Cheng on the cheek, "How long have you been awake?"

"I don't know, it won't take long, did you sleep well?" Ding Cheng bit his lip to make his smile a little more subtle, then he kissed Qi Ling's lips back and rubbed them gently.

"Very good," Qi Ling nodded, he rubbed Ding Cheng's face, and then sat up with someone in his arms, "Let's go down and eat something."

Then they brushed their teeth, washed, changed their clothes and went downstairs. The kitchen there immediately brought the food they had prepared for them, and Ding Hande and Ding Bo also came to the dinner table to accompany them to eat.

"Have you enough sleep? Go back upstairs to rest early with Qi Ling in the evening..."

Ding Hande looked at Ding Cheng, always feeling that a heart is not enough, but his young son has been a maverick since he was a child, and he has learned from his early love before he grew up, and now he has come home for so many years.

"Yes, Dad!" Ding Cheng didn't refute, he raised his hand and promised that his soft and obedient appearance made Ding Hande reluctant to say more. He picked up his chopsticks and gave Ding Cheng some dishes he liked. Then he gave Qi Ling some chopsticks in a meaningful way.

"Thank you, Dad," Qi Ling thanked him, his face showed obvious relief, and his transformation fell in the eyes of Ding's family. He was kind to Ding Cheng, and they would treat him well.

After eating and drinking enough, Ding Cheng was called to the study by Elder Ding. Qi Ling was outside talking to Ding Hande. By the way, he also looked for opportunities to ask Ding Hande about Ding Cheng's childhood.

"You said Cheng Cheng is afraid of ghosts... Well, this matter really has something to do with your family."

Of course, Ding Hande consciously has something to do with his carelessness. Before Ding Cheng was born, the family all hoped that the baby girl would be born. Later, even though he was a kid, they were all pampered like a baby, and he was no exception. The only one who can control Ding Cheng is his dead wife.

Jiang Ziyun asked him to see Qi Ling, Xiao Ding Cheng followed up to the front of the car and said with a cute face that he wanted to see his little brother with his father. Wherever Ding Hande could stand it, he gave Ding Cheng to Ding Cheng with all his heart. Take it.

Jiang Ziyun asked him to bring a lot of things, the driver went to the car, he took the things by himself, and Ding Cheng let him go by himself. When he went to chat with Mr. Qi, Ding Cheng was playing in the living room and he said he was going to find Qi Ling. Father Qi asked the butler to take him.

But Qi Ling seemed to have taken medicine and went to sleep. When Ding Cheng came back, he ran outside to play in the garden. Ding Hande and Master Qi had a good word. Before going to see Qi Ling, the servant of the Qi family said that Ding Cheng had fallen his head.

Smashing his head can be big or small. Ding Hande can care about other things. He ran to the hospital holding Ding Cheng. Ding Cheng woke up and forgot some things, and became afraid of ghosts. Since then, he and Jiang Ziyun Don't dare to take him to Qi Zhai.

Later, Jiang Ziyun passed away. Although he was concerned about Zhao Qiling's growth, his visits to each other gradually decreased.

"Cheng Cheng has forgotten when he is young, you should always remember, that kid stuck to you when he was young... The little brother is long, the little brother is short, and he eats a piece of candy and says he wants to eat with you..." Ding Hande and Ding Bo and they are jealous.

But since falling his head, Ding Cheng has never mentioned the little brother he often hung in his mouth. The older generations are somewhat superstitious. Ding Hande felt that Ding Cheng was hit by the unclean things in the Qi’s house and could forget. Just forget it.

Unexpectedly, he had forgotten that the little brother he liked was Qi Ling, and fell in love with Qi Ling secretly later, and did everything possible to marry him successfully.

"Now that you and Chengcheng are both grown up and married, I can finally feel at ease and chat with Ziyun..."

Ding Hande raised his hand and patted Qi Ling's shoulder, and then he said again, "Man, there is nothing wrong with us. There are always old people like us watching behind."

Qi Ling nodded, he felt a little bit in his heart. He didn't know that the Ding family played such a role as he was growing up, "I remember it, thank you Dad."

"Well," Ding Hande nodded. In fact, he looked a little uncomfortable with Qi Ling, but seeing Ding Cheng's happy appearance, and remembering the relationship between Ziyun and Cheng Susu before, he had to sigh fate and fate.

He got up and left for a while, and came back with a photo album. There were several photos of Ding Cheng when he was four or five years old. The teenage Qi Ling was also in it. He was walking with Ding Cheng on his back, his complexion was very heavy, but nothing was wrong. patient.

Qi Ling's hand fell on the photo, and the memories hidden by time became a little bit clearer.

"Brother, Cheng Cheng wants to eat candy..." Ding Cheng followed him to beg for candy. After being begged for a few times, he consciously put a few candy in his pocket before coming to Ding's house, and even specially selected Ding Cheng to like it. The smell of orange.

Ding Cheng came out of Ding's study. He sat beside Qi Ling and saw that Qi Ling was holding a few of his favorite candies, "Qi Ling, I want to eat candies..."

Ding Cheng naturally yelled, and then he turned his head and looked at Qi Ling eagerly. It was obvious that there was still a big box of candy and biscuits in his hand a little further away, but he wanted to eat Qi Ling and feed him. of.

Qi Ling lowered his eyes and tore open the package, then twisted the orange candy with his fingertips and slowly sent it to Ding Cheng's lips.

Ding Cheng's cheeks bulged up and his eyes squinted. He was enjoying and happy when he ate the candy. He looked at Qi Ling, and then took the candy in his hand. He also peeled one to Qi Ling. "Eat Is it? It's delicious."

Qi Ling, who has never eaten anything like candy, ate one with Ding Cheng for the first time, and he dug up all those memories from the past.

In fact, Ding Cheng thought that he didn't have a reason. He didn't like to eat candy. When playing together, he would give Ding Cheng the candy he got. Once or twice, he made Ding Cheng miss it.

But the silly child slammed his head once, only to forget him.

Qi Ling remembered that he was angry and sad for a while, and then he also chose to bury that memory. But now he remembered again, Ding Cheng still couldn't remember.

"Qi Ling, what's the matter with you?" Ding Cheng asked Qi Ling. He thought the Qi Ling he saw after he came out of the study was a bit weird, but he didn't understand why Qi Ling was like this.

Qi Ling shook his head. He gently pulled Ding Cheng and touched his lips before he replied, "Nothing."

"Oh," Ding Cheng's eyes flickered, because of this kiss, he didn't pursue it anyway, anyway, he felt that Qi Ling couldn't be angry with him, he was so behaved...