Transmigrated into the Film Emperor’s Death-Seeking Fiance: 231. Extra Story: Wei Lan (11)

This is an anti-theft stamp. Qiqi's eyes turned back and forth between the two of them twice, then put down the pen, and said softly, "Aren't you still drawing?"

Yan Qingchi and Jiang Mochen were a little embarrassed for a while, but they calmed down their playfulness and became serious.

Yan Qingchi picked up the pen and drew a stroke on the paper.

After drawing chess and chess in a similar manner, he turned his head to look at Jiang Mochen. Jiang Mochen looked at the sky speechlessly, thinking that it was his own, and probably really couldn't hide it. He frantically picked up the pen, and drew a stroke according to Yan Qingchi's drawing.

Qiqi saw that he had finished drawing, so he went to see Yan Qingchi again.

Yan Qingchi drew a stroke quickly, Qiqi followed quickly, and then went to see Jiang Mochen to see if he finished the painting.

Jiang Mochen felt that the few minutes of painting were as long as returning to his elementary school class. He looked at the drawing book in his hand, but he couldn't draw the pattern on the book. It's the same as children's stick figures.

This is one of Jiang Mochen's rare and depressing times that he doesn't want to recall. He couldn't figure out why he had been proficient in everything since he was a child, but he almost died in painting. He didn't want to give up easily. He secretly practiced many times, but he couldn't do it well. Born without the skill of lighting up painting, no matter how hard he tries, he can only be a low-level handicap.

Jiang Mochen sighed silently in his heart, and thought to himself, no one is perfect, and no gold is pure, but he whispered in his heart, Yan Qingchi is really a talent, this is the second time we met, He figured out his own shortcoming, very good, he wants to see how long he can pretend to be smart, but don't make a fool into his hands, when the time comes, he will definitely let Yan Qingchi sit down properly. Give him a good painting in this room, painting him for three days and three nights, in the middle of the night, so that he can't stop painting.

The three of them drew with their own moods. Jiang Mochen took advantage of a phone call in the middle and left quickly with his drawing paper. After that, he never entered the room of Qiqi again. Shanshan appeared, surprised that you guys finished the painting.

Yan Qingchi didn't expose him. After finishing the painting teaching, he had another meal at Jiang Mochen's house before preparing to leave. Jiang Mochen got up to send him off, Yan Qingchi handed the gift he brought to Qiqi.

He took out a Rubik's Cube and asked Qiqi, "Do you know what this is?"

Qiqi nodded, "Rubik's Cube."

"Can you play?"

Qiqi still nodded.

"Then you play first, wait for me to come next time, and see if you play well."

Qiqi's eyes lit up instantly, he opened his mouth, as if he wanted to ask something, but he didn't make a sound, he closed his mouth slowly, and just nodded.

Yan Qingchi stretched out his hand and rubbed his head, Qiqi didn't resist, and quietly looked at him with bent eyes, like a gentle little moon.

"Then I'll come see you tomorrow?" Yan Qingchi asked gently.

Qiqi nodded obediently, his eyes were full of softness.

Yan Qingchi thinks that he is a bit like a doll in the window, he looks good, and he has a pair of eyes that can talk, and when he bends his eyes, there is tenderness and warmth in him, which makes people can't help liking him. However, he was cautious, protecting himself with immature arms, and looked at the outside world cautiously and restrainedly.

He waved goodbye to Qiqi and left with Jiang Mochen.

Jiang Mochen sent Yan Qingchi home in a very gentlemanly manner. After the car stopped, he turned to look at Yan Qingchi and asked, "Have you enjoyed yourself?"

"I'm very happy." Yan Qingchi said truthfully.

Jiang Mochen snorted coldly.

Yan Qingchi turned to look at him, "What, are you unhappy?"

"What do you think?"

Yan Qingchi didn't expect him to be so preoccupied under his gentle appearance, he couldn't hold back for a moment, and laughed, he bumped Jiang Mochen's arm, "You've been preoccupied all day, aren't you tired?"

Jiang Mochen turned to stare at him, "Shut up."

Yan Qingchi made an OK gesture, "Let's skip this topic and change the topic."

Jiang Mochen thought for a while, and finally got a serious expression, and said seriously: "What do you think of Qiqi?"

"Very cute, well-behaved, and sensible."

"Do you like him?" Jiang Mochen continued to ask.

"I like it."

This answer was expected by Jiang Mochen.

"Do you want to see him tomorrow?"

"Yes, can't you?" Yan Qingchi asked him.

Jiang Mochen looked at him, "Since you have already made an agreement with him, then go, next time, tell me first."

He is the father of the child, so Yan Qingchi naturally couldn't refuse such a request: "Okay."

After the two of them finished chatting about their children, they chatted a few words about their marriage. Jiang Mochen said calmly, "Although it may be cruel to say this, I still want to make it clear in advance that marriage between you and me is not based on love. Basically, it's about what you want and what you want," he looked at Yan Qingchi, "the reason why you are willing to promise me, whether it's for the 50 million or for other things, I can give it, As long as it’s not too much, I’m willing to give it to you. So, if I can’t give it to you, then you’d better not think about it.”

His words were a little cold, but his tone was as gentle as ever, "I won't fall in love with anyone easily, so after marriage, I may, no, I should, and I shouldn't like you very much, I can assure you that I can fulfill the responsibilities of a husband, and I will cooperate with your ideas and requirements as much as possible. But, I hope you can remember what I said tonight, don't do it for the so-called love after marriage If you don't love but get entangled, that will only make yourself look ugly."

Yan Qingchi didn't expect him to say these words so indifferently, he looked at Jiang Mochen, and could only see the calmness and indifference in his eyes. Yan Qingchi felt that everyone was indeed a polyhedron. Five minutes ago, Jiang Mochen was still haggling with him, more childish than chess, and now he was able to calmly discuss conditions with himself, paving the way for his future.

But this is not a problem for him, he smiled, bright eyes, "I know, don't worry, as long as you don't like me, I won't like you."

Jiang Mochen smiled lightly, as if he felt ridiculous at his sentence "as long as you don't like me", he said: "Then you can rest assured."

Then you really misunderstood him, Yan Qingchi secretly thought. He really didn't notice Jiang Mochen's liking for boys in his early years. The reason why he discovered it at this age is entirely because he met Xiao Bailian at this age, and his love began.

Xiao Bailian is naturally the subject of this book. This little Bailian is soft and easy to overthrow, and she will groan at every turn. Shou likes her senior during school, but it is a pity that the senior is a straight man. When the little boy was chasing after him pitifully, it broke with a "baji" sound, and he picked it up crying and prepared to stick it together, but Jiang Mochen saw it.

Jiang Mochen was born in a wealthy family, and he is good enough. He won the Best Actor Award at the Golden Osmanthus Awards and became the Best Actor of the Golden Osmanthus Award.

In the first half of his life, he has met countless men and women since he was a child, and there are also many young and good-looking girls who chase after him and give him explicit hints. But Jiang Mochen only thought he was blind until he met Shou. It was as if Jiang Mochen had been possessed by a ghost, and he didn't know what he liked about this, so he rushed to give him warmth. If you don’t have a suitable role, I’ll help you; if you don’t have magazine resources, I’ll take you; if you don’t have an advertising endorsement, I’ll share my endorsements with you; you’re almost on the verge of ending up with Xiaobailian and frying CP.

But no matter what he does, this out-and-out white lotus always abides by his own white lotus persona, while Jiang Mochen has something to do, and he has nothing to do with seniors, while crying and shouting, don't do this, I can't In this way, I have someone I like, ying ying.

Therefore, there is a scene where Xiaobailian chases love for thousands of miles and goes abroad, and Jiang Mochen learns from it and wants to get married.

According to the direction of the original book, the original owner rejected Jiang Mochen. Although Jiang Mochen had no feelings for the original owner, he was frustrated by Xiao Bailian and the original owner one after another. up. Xiao Bailian knew that Jiang Mochen had plans to get married, so she talked about getting married, after all, there is no one who doesn't have a family. At the same time, he said that he felt that he would not be able to hold on any longer. He might not have a home of his own in his life.

Jiang Mochen would not be willing to let his sweetheart be so sad, he immediately said that he would not, if Xiao Bailian wanted it, he could give him a home. Xiao Bailian just smiled on the other end of the phone, noncommittal.

Alas, Yan Qingchi sighed, those who knew it was the male lead, those who didn't know thought it was the male supporting role.

Yan Qingchi felt that he was really miserable. A good-natured person slept at home and traveled to the sky. He just wanted to be the little prince of the family in peace and stability. Why did he choose someone who was so unprogressive and ambitious? man!

"Brother, what are you thinking?" Yan Qingxi saw that he had been silent, poked him.

Yan Qingchi turned to look at her, "Where are your parents?"

Yan Qingxi pointed to the master bedroom, "Let's discuss what to do inside."

"I'll go and have a look." Yan Qingchi stood up and walked over.

Through the door, one could vaguely hear the conversation of Yan's parents. Yan Qingchi stood and listened for a while, then heard Yan's mother crying: "It's all your fault. I told you that your classmate couldn't believe it. You have to believe it, it’s all right now, fifty million, what do we have to pay back? The Jiang family also said that they can’t marry Xiaoxi, now let’s go and raise fifty million.”

"Either we ask them to borrow money, or we can be friends if we can't be in-laws. After all, Dad and Mr. Jiang have such a good relationship."

"If Mr. Jiang is alive, you can still believe what you said, but the old man has already gone. Even for such an important matter as a kiss today, his parents didn't come. Only Xiaochen came alone. Do you want to be friends with us?"

"Then what should we do? You can't really let Xiaochi get married. Xiaochi doesn't like boys. Let him marry Xiaochen. Isn't that embarrassing the child."

"Sigh," Father Yan sighed, "I'll think of a way and see if there are other ways."

Mother Yan seemed to be crying, and sobs came out intermittently from the house, "What should I do? Why did this happen to me?"

Yan Qingchi only remembered now, yes, he had forgotten that in the original book, the parents of the original owner still owed money. He sighed helplessly in his heart, what else can he do, marriage is undoubtedly the easiest and fastest way. Fifty million yuan, not five thousand yuan, how can it be possible to say that there is one, if not, is it really waiting for the enemy to come to the door and fight the other party's wits? Of course he has no problem, but what if the other party takes Yan Qingxi? Thinking of this, Yan Qingchi felt that it would be better to get married. After getting married, he asked Jiang Mochen to borrow 50 million to settle his family affairs and his lifelong affairs.

The original owner is blind, but he is not blind. Jiang Mochen is handsome and rich, and he has no shortcomings except for being blind for a while. Besides, since he married Jiang Mochen, the plot direction of this little book will be completely useless, then, I can treat this place as another real world and live well.

Thinking of this, Yan Qingchi turned around and knocked on the door.

Opening the door in the astonishment of Yan's father and Yan's mother, he looked at the couple whose faces were still shocked, looked at Yan's mother's red eyes, and said with a bright smile, "I heard from Xiaoxi that her The marriage partner can't get married with her, and you want to marry me?"

Mother Yan stood up, stumbling unnaturally, "Xiaoxi, this girl knows nonsense, don't, don't listen to her."

"Really?" Yan Qingchi leaned against the door frame, "I was about to agree, Mom and Dad, I was afraid to scare you before, so I never told you about it. In fact, I have always liked boys. I'm not interested in girls."