Woke Up, the Actor Picked Up the Cub

Qin Ke came to him, and as soon as he returned, the days when a typhoon passed and heavy rain was raging.

Duan Congzhi closed his eyes, even if the heavy rain poured down his head, even if he was in Qin Ke's arms now, even if Qin Ke's heartbeat hit his eardrum, he still felt that he was dreaming.

"You..." He wanted to ask Qin Ke, do you know that this is dangerous? Qin Ke intercepted the words without speaking. Ke Qin Ke patted him on the back unskillfully: "Don't be afraid."

Duan Congzhi couldn't say anything.

It turned out that he was afraid, he was afraid of losing Qin Ke, even though Qin Ke never belonged to him.

Duan Congzhi was very cold, and Qin Ke whispered: "Go back first."

Duan Congzhi released him and Qin Ke opened the door of the rear seat. Only then did Duan Congzhi notice that it was Qin Ke who was driving. He had just got out of the driver's seat and the driver, Uncle Ding, was sitting in the co-pilot.

"San Ye, Duan Shao." Uncle Ding greeted them, his voice a little cramped.

Duan Congzhi responded. Uncle Ding looked uncomfortable. He casually asked: "What happened to Uncle Ding?"

Qin Ke knows how to drive, but he can't do it in airplanes and speedboats, but he is different from the ordinary rich second generation. He doesn't like to play. He took over the Qin family very early, and he dealt with middle-aged people in forties or fifty. He also lives like a forty or fifty. There are drivers picking up and dropping off at the entrance and exit. Two drivers work in shifts to serve him. The driver's license in his hand is a display.

He can't drive by himself unless necessary. There must be some reason for this today.

Uncle Ding was a little helpless: "San Ye said I was driving fatigued."

So he drove it himself, which was indeed what Qin Ke would do.

Qin Ke has always had a chance. He dared to come to brave the rain because he was sure that there would be no accidents. In this part of the trip, there were no other problems except spending more time.

Driving in the heavy rain is already troublesome, and this section of the mountain road is rugged. In this case, it is indeed better for him to drive.

There were towels in the car, Duan Congzhi wiped his hair at random. He ran in the rain for too long, and the rain kept washing away, constantly taking away the heat. He had been moving just now and didn’t feel much. Now he stopped and left. The source of warmth makes the difference.

Duan Congzhi was a bit cold.

The constant temperature air conditioner in the car is running, and the wind of 20 degrees Celsius feels like cold on the body.

Duan Congzhi silently turned off the air conditioner, and Qin Ke glanced at him from the rearview mirror. Duan Congzhi happened to be looking at him too, and after a brief meeting, they staggered each other.

Qin Ke drove very attentively. He leaned on the back of his chair in a relatively relaxed posture. He didn't say anything except to ask Duan Congzhi at the fork in the road.

The car stopped outside the courtyard with the courtyard door still open. Hu Xuze stood under the corridor and looked over here. He saw that Duan Congzhi had not come back alone, so he went in again.

Zhou Quan was still in the kitchen on the other side, and he might not know that Duan Congzhi had gone out.

There is an umbrella in the car, but in the rear compartment, Duan Congzhi and Qin Ke are soaked. It makes no difference whether they bring an umbrella or not. Uncle Ding is the only one in the car who is dry, and he is too embarrassed to let the employer. Get him an umbrella, he will get off as soon as the car has stopped.

There are water marks everywhere in the eight-digit luxury car. I don't know how much it will cost to maintain it. Uncle Ding deliberately wants to wipe it. Qin Ke stopped him: "It's raining heavily, go in."

Standing under the corridor with Qin Ke, Duan Congzhi finally settled down.

He took Qin Ke to his room and turned his head slightly: "Living with me tonight?"

Qin Ke nodded.

The corners of Duan Congzhi's mouth curled slightly. In fact, he also knew that if he said, "I'll find you a room again." Qin Ke would also agree that he never cared about these little things.

Duan Congzhi is selfish, he knows Qin Ke, so he said so.

If Qin Ke just let him hold him, Duan Congzhi would definitely find him another room, but Qin Ke's not-so-so-hug gesture gently moved his heartstrings.

Duan Congzhi had some other thoughts. He didn't dare to ask, to verify. He was afraid that he would be disappointed and couldn't help but yearn, so he stretched out his paws like a kitten and carefully touched the ball of yarn that he liked.

The ball of yarn did not roll away, but moved closer to him under his careful movement.

Duan Congzhi took out two sets of nightgowns from the closet, and handed one set to Qin Ke: "There is nothing else, San Ye will wear them, and let Zhou Quan buy them when the rain stops."

He changed his pajamas when he took it, but Qin Ke didn't mean to go into the bathroom: "You wash it first."

Duan Congzhi glanced at him, but did not decline.

Duan Congzhi washes quickly. Under the hot water, his body temperature gradually warms up. Duan Congzhi didn't use the shower gel, so he squeezed a little shampoo on his head and snored two washes, then put on his robe and went out.

Qin Ke is still waiting.

The bathroom door was open, and the heat leaked out. Qin Ke did not enter immediately. Two minutes later, Duan Congzhi took out the hair dryer and sat on the wicker chair and blew his hair loudly before entering the bathroom.

Duan Congzhi was sitting and blowing his hair. The moment the bathroom door was closed, he put down the hair dryer and stared at the bathroom door. It took a long time for the hair dryer to blow on air before he reacted and started blowing again.

I don't know what I'm nervous about.

It's different from the anxiety that Cheng Yu had before calling. He is purely nervous now, and it seems a bit thirsty to speak carefully.

He stood up again, carrying a kettle to boil water, the only source of water in the bedroom was in the bathroom, and Duan Congzhi stopped in front of the bathroom.

It was the afternoon, but it was dark, giving Duan Congzhi the illusion that Qin Ke would lie down on the bed together after taking a shower.

The sound of the water in the bathroom was rushing, and he thought of Qin Ke's soaking appearance for no reason. He was wearing a black shirt with thin clothing attached to his body, with well-defined muscle lines.

Duan Congzhi's throat rolled up and down, and he seemed to be even thirsty.

As soon as the bathroom door was pushed open, Duan Congzhi took the kettle in, and regretted it as soon as he entered. The steam inside was steaming.

The faucet was turned on and water was poured into the kettle. Duan Congzhi stared at the white water column absent-mindedly. He seemed to smell the scent of Qin Ke, faintly, scattered in the air, intertwined with the lemon-flavored shampoo. I caught it carefully but there was nothing.

If there is something like nothing, it's tickling.

Zhou Quan had been preparing Duan Congzhi's dinner in the kitchen, but only when he saw the driver knew that San Ye had come. Uncle Ding said that they didn't have lunch, Zhou Quan hurriedly delivered the dinner before six o'clock anyway.

A few days later, Zhou Quan's attitude towards him was still cautious, even though Qin Ke was here, Duan Congzhi was the first one he saw.

Duan Congzhi wanted to laugh a little. Zhou Quan came to work with him. He must have inquired about him when he was in the Qin family. What did he hear in the Qin family?

Duan Congzhi's reputation is actually not very good. When he first arrived at Qin's house, no one took him to heart. It didn't matter whether he was good or not. By the time he was sixteen or seventeen, most of Qin Ke's people had disappeared. After going out, the Qin family didn't leave a few, and Duan Congzhi's sense of existence increased.

The people of the Qin family wouldn't say bad things about him. They might just say something in the past, which was enough for Zhou Quan's brain.

The school he went to after arriving at the Qin family was the so-called private aristocratic school. The teacher-student ratio was almost one to three, and his classmates were either rich or noble.

He said in junior high school that he wanted to change schools, but Qin Ke didn't agree, and he didn't make trouble at school later.

But after all he was so perverse that Qin Ke raised him.

At the beginning, he was targeted by people with small actions, but he calmly resolved it.

The teachers in the school only educate and do not manage. They also care about the physical and mental health of the students, but the students’ family background is there, and there are some things that they can’t get involved.

On the surface, the students are respectful and respectful to them, and they are also given enough respect in class, but they are not as good as some students in speaking.

Duan Congzhi soon discovered that these people are more difficult than those of the Qin family. In the Qin family, those people have to care about Qin Ke, and of course the people in the school will also care about Qin Ke, but Qin Ke is not in school after all.

Besides, they were just kids playing around, and Duan Congzhi would really be unable to raise his head if Qin Ke intervened.

After being locked in the toilet with a horizontal mop once again, Duan Cong kicked the compartment door with one foot, and then slammed the door with a loud bang.

Then he beat the four people who tried to gang fight him. He didn't keep his hands at all, and even deliberately beat him in the face.

They returned home with a swollen nose, and they couldn't help it. The parents led the child with a swollen nose to the Qin family.

I didn't see Old Man Qin, but I saw Qin Ke.

Qin Ke received them in the hall. Although they were a little older, they were actually the same generation as Qin Ke. Moreover, Qin Ke's identity was placed there. They were all sitting in jeopardy, and the complaint was tactful.

Qin Ke said directly, "I let him do it."

The parents didn't expect him to say that. Qin Ke watched them in his spare time, and said leisurely: "I said that Congzhi doesn't need to be aggrieved in the Qin family."

The implication is that they first troubled Duan Cong. Since they have the ability to trouble him, they will suffer the consequences. When they targeted Duan Congzhi, the Qin family didn't care, but when Duan Congzhi started, Qin Ke would take care of him.

It was also a rainy day.

After the people left, Qin Ke asked Duan Congzhi what he was thinking, and Duan Congzhi said: "I will beat them next time so they dare not come to complain."

Qin Ke seemed to smile: "You can sue before them."

They all went to their parents to file a complaint. Duan Congzhi sneered at whom he was looking for, "Am I looking for you?"

"can."

After a while, Duan Congzhi looked at him suspiciously: "Are you taking advantage of me?"

The sound of rain outside is complicated and densely intertwined, woven into indecomposable background sounds, and the heart is chaotic.

Zhou Quan returned after serving the food. Duan Congzhi bit his chopsticks in a daze. He never thought that Qin Ke would come to him, let alone that he would come in such weather, so that he was now wearing a not-fitting nightgown and sitting in the bedroom for dinner. It didn't fit his Qin Sanye's arranging noodles at all.

Just like at the beginning, he thought that Qin Ke might be partial to him, but he never thought that he would stand up and tell them bluntly that he Duan Congzhi belongs to the Qin family and is protected by Qin Ke.

Qin Ke has always been calm and self-sufficient, and his emotions and desires seem to have nothing to do with him, and 90% of the happiness, anger, sorrow and joy that ordinary people should have are cut off from him. Father Qin was also a romantic figure in his early years, always focusing on enjoyment, not knowing how to raise such a Buddha.

Duan Congzhi has not seen the word impulse in Qin Ke for so many years.

No matter how much Qin Ke's success is, the weather is an uncontrollable factor. He is always taking risks, he is impulsive.

For Duan Congzhi.