Transmigrated into the Film Emperor’s Death-Seeking Fiance: 269. Extra Story: Wei Lan (49)

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"Well, let me call him earlier, for fear of getting up late tomorrow."

Jiang Mochen smiled, "If he likes it, I can take him there often when I have time."

Yan Qingchi took out his pajamas from the cabinet, turned to look at Jiang Mochen, "You? Have time? Go often?" He chuckled, "How can a busy person like you have so much time? , Speaking of which, why do you have time to stay at home these days? Are you not filming?"

"It just wrapped up some time ago, so this time is used to make up for some advertising endorsements and magazine shootings, and the new movie will start next month. What about you, have you terminated the contract with Xingyue?"

"When Li Jiang comes back, go through the formalities and pay the liquidated damages."

"How much money is needed, your breach of contract Jin Nancheng will help you."

Yan Qingchi thought for a while, anyway, he will be working for Nancheng in the future, and Nancheng's payment is not considered an advantage, he stretched out his hand to compare a number, Jiang Mochen smiled, "That's all?"

He looked Yan Qingchi up and down for a while, and said rather sadly: "You are really worthless."

Yan Qingchi hehe, "As the saying goes, fish look for fish, and shrimp look for shrimp. I am so worthless, but I found you who are so worthless."

"You really can talk nonsense with your eyes open."

Yan Qingchi smiled, "Every other."

Jiang Mochen was a little helpless, "Don't worry, you will be very valuable soon, and Xingyue will probably be sad by then."

"Then I will lend you a good word." Yan Qingchi said as he walked into the bathroom.

When Yan Qingchi came out, he saw Jiang Mochen reading a book by the bedside lamp.

"Why aren't you asleep yet?" He lifted the quilt and went to bed. "What are you looking at?"

Jiang Mochen showed him the cover, which was "The Count of Monte Cristo" by Alexandre Dumas.

"When I saw this name, I remembered the fear of being dominated by reading notes in high school."

"It's still fun, and it looks cool."

"Then keep watching, I'm going to sleep first." Yan Qingchi said, and wanted to lie down and sleep, but was stopped by Jiang Mochen.

Jiang Mochen put the book in his hand on the bedside table next to him, turned to look at him, "Let's chat."

Yan Qingchi leaned against the head of the bed, "What are you talking about?"

Jiang Mochen also leaned back.

Under the dim light, Jiang Mochen thought for a while before slowly opening his mouth and said: "Our family is named after a generation, so my sister is called Xingchen, and I am called Mochen. Our generation is named Chen. Zidai, it’s just that the two of us put this character at the back. Qiqi’s generation just happened to be Zhizi, so I named him Jiang Zhiqi. This name actually doesn’t have such a beautiful meaning as you said. In fact, it just happens to be the turn of 'Zhi', if it is Ruo's turn, Qiqi may be called Jiang Ruoqi."

"However," Jiang Mochen looked at him, "I like your explanation of Qiqi very much. You gave this name a new explanation, and I like this explanation very much."

Yan Qingchi was a little surprised. Although he felt Jiang Mochen was at the door at that time and knew that he should have heard it, he didn't expect him to chat with him at night because of this.

"I just said it casually, in order to make Qiqi believe that we like him, so that he can trust us and show us some of his hidden emotions."

Jiang Mochen nodded, "I know, but anyway, thank you very much for this matter."

"You're welcome, after all, Qiqi is also my child."

"Of course. What I want to say is actually this. Now that I'm done talking, go to sleep."

Yan Qingchi couldn't help laughing when he heard the words, he thought that Jiang Mochen was going to talk to him so formally at night because he was going to talk about something serious, but he didn't expect that he just thanked himself. Yan Qingchi felt that he was a little too serious, but suddenly remembered that Jiang Mochen seemed to be so serious when he apologized to him last night.

When Yan Qingchi thought of this, for some reason, he felt that Jiang Mochen, who apologized and thanked him so solemnly, was cute.

"Well, for the sake of thanking me so seriously, let me tell you a little secret."

"What?"

"Have you ever kissed chess?"

Jiang Mochen didn't expect him to ask this, he thought about it and shook his head.

"You can kiss him next time. Qiqi doesn't say it, but he actually likes this kind of intimacy. If you kiss him, he will be very happy. Kids, it's almost like this. When you were young, your father kissed you Don't you feel very happy too."

Jiang Mochen was still nodding slightly when he said the first half of the sentence, but after the second half of the sentence, he snorted coldly, "My dad wouldn't kiss me."

"Huh?"

"Father's love is like a mountain. Which mountain have you ever seen kissing tourists actively?" He said calmly with some helplessness: "My dad is the most typical Chinese father. Will take the initiative to show it, always a serious look, kiss me? Dreams are more realistic."

Yan Qingchi tilted his head and looked at him, "So you are complaining to me now, are you complaining, do you want me to kiss you?"

Jiang Mochen became angry in an instant, "What nonsense are you talking about, we didn't talk about this topic, I just mentioned it casually." It was really crazy, Jiang Mochen thought, why did he suddenly talk to him about this, he was really crazy Just talk to him about these things!

"Are you angry now? In fact, with our current relationship, if you want me to kiss you, I..."

"Shut up, you." Jiang Mochen interrupted him in a rough voice, then turned his head and turned off the light, "Sleep."

Yan Qingchi looked at his sudden series of movements, endured and endured, but still couldn't help laughing, "Jiang Mochen, you are really cute like this."

Jiang Mochen turned on the light, "If you don't sleep, believe it or not, I won't let you sleep tonight."

"It seems that if I don't sleep, you can sleep."

Jiang Mochen was so angry that he gritted his teeth, lifted the quilt, and pushed him directly on the bed, ready to let him experience the end of talking too much.

As a result, as soon as he pushed him down, Yan Qingchi raised his head and kissed him softly on the forehead.

Jiang Mochen was stunned for a moment.

Yan Qingchi smiled, "This is a good night kiss, go to sleep."

"You still want to sleep now? It's late!"

"Don't be like this," Yan Qingchi pointed to the alarm clock on the bedside table, "Tomorrow I have to play chess and go to the playground. If I don't sleep, I will really lose my energy tomorrow."

"I know I'm sleeping now? Who was messing around and refusing to sleep just now?"

"It's me, it's me." Yan Qingchi followed the good advice, "I was wrong, I won't dare to do it again next time, you have a lot of adults, please let me go this time." Yan Qingchi looked innocent .

Jiang Mochen's eyes were so sore from his pretending to be innocent, he glared at Yan Qingchi, didn't speak, turned over and fell asleep next to Yan Qingchi.

Yan Qingchi reached out and turned off the light, "Good night."

"Good night." After Jiang Mochen finished speaking, he closed his eyes.

However, not long after, he opened his eyes a little irritatedly, touched the place where Yan Qingchi kissed just now, and felt that there was something burning in that place, so he stretched out his hand to wipe it, But the memory became clearer and clearer when Yan Qingchi kissed him suddenly, he let go of his hand bitterly, secretly thinking that this is a ghost, and he wants to be a demon before going to bed, he said it was just a casual talk, just Do you want to take the opportunity to kiss yourself so much? Can't you sleep well!

Jiang Mochen gritted his teeth and forced himself to close his eyes.

"We haven't held the wedding yet, and everyone hasn't given the money with us, so wait until the wedding."

"Oh." Yuan Mingxu responded.

The two were silent for a while.

"Speaking of which, who is your marriage partner?"

"You don't know, it was given by your family when you were young."

"Baby kiss? You can also make a baby kiss?"

Jiang Mochen was silent for a while, and asked, "Do you have anything else to do?"

Yuan Mingxu froze for a moment, then said in a stumbling manner, "I am, I am just curious."

"There is nothing to be curious about. You don't know each other. When you come back, we will meet and you will know each other."

"What kind of person is the other party?"

"Nice guy."

"Really, then congratulations."

"Thank you."

Yuan Mingxu was silent again. He didn't know what to say. He held the phone and said slowly, "Actually, it's fine to get married. After all, there is no one who doesn't have a family. It's just," he lowered his voice. Eyes, "I feel that I may not be able to hold on any longer. I may not have a home of my own in this life."

Jiang Mochen thought what he said was ridiculous and boring, he thought to himself, what's the use of you telling me these things?

"Yuan Mingxu, I still have something to do here. If you have nothing else to do, I will hang up first."

After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone directly.

Only Yuan Mingxu was left alone, holding the phone in disbelief, Jiang Mochen actually hung up his phone, Jiang Mochen who had always been gentle and protective of him actually hung up his phone! Yuan Mingxu couldn't believe it. He looked at the phone and suddenly panicked.

Jiang Mochen hung up the phone, lowered his head, blinked, and sighed softly.

Just at the moment when he was sighing, he suddenly felt the side of his face being icy, and he turned his head reflexively. Before he could get angry, he saw Yan Qingchi standing behind the bench, his eyebrows and eyes curved Passed the Coke over, "Here, please drink Coke."

As the saying goes, don't hit the smiling face, Jiang Mochen could only helplessly take it, and said, "You are five years old, as old as chess, and you still play this, and you don't even play chess."

Qiqi heard his name, looked up and asked him, "What are you playing?"