The Wealthy Husband

In terms of sports, Lu Ming is not Ding Cheng’s opponent. No matter how far he ran, he would still be caught up with a fat beating. Ding Cheng was relieved after hitting him. Besides, he had already exposed himself to Qi Ling. How did he hit Lu? Ming can't make up for it.

Ding Cheng ran back quickly, took a look at the many cheap Lu Guangyuan in Qiling, picked him up, and put him back into Lu Ming's arms, who came back out of breath, "Little Photon, go find your brother to buy something delicious. "

"Buy something delicious," Lu Guangyuan nodded, then hugged Lu Ming's neck firmly.

Lu Ming glared at Ding Cheng and took over. He guessed that if he continued to be a light bulb, Ding Cheng would really take his grudge against him. He whispered, "Remember, I will have a big meal next time."

"Okay!" Ding Cheng nodded. He rubbed Lu Guangyuan's little cheek, walked back to Qi Ling quickly, and watched Lu Ming take his cousin away.

Lu Ming disappeared with Lu Guangyuan. Ding Cheng turned his head to look at Qi Ling. He lightly held Qi Ling's hand and said in embarrassment, "Just now...thank you." He said it was in the haunted house.

Thinking of this, he still felt angry. He showed Qi Ling the most embarrassing appearance... He still wanted to maintain his image in Qi Ling's mind.

Qi Ling held Ding Cheng's hand back, and he asked softly, "What else do you want to play?"

"Let's eat something and go to the movies." There are still some fun in the amusement park at night, but the temperature difference between day and night is too much.

"Okay," Qi Ling nodded, and as the sky gradually darkened, their hands did not separate. Besides, they were wrapped tightly. Even if they were photographed by passers-by, they would not be easy to recognize.

Holding hands, he walked all the way to the entrance of the amusement park. In front of the carousel with colorful lights, Ding Cheng took out his mobile phone and took a photo with Qi Ling. Ding Cheng in the photo smiled very happily, Qi Ling The corners of his mouth were also slightly bent, he didn't smile very much, but he was also very happy.

After eating at a Chinese restaurant near the theater, Ding Cheng took Qi Ling and walked in line to enter the venue. It was a romantic comedy with a slightly clichéd plot and plenty of jokes, enough to pass the time.

If it is normal, Ding Cheng will inevitably have to complain about it, but today he and Qi Ling come to the silent film, he can see the feeling of special effects movies, let alone a love movie that fits his mood.

"I have a movie released in the future, let's watch it together, okay?"

When the ending song was broadcast, Ding Cheng turned his head and asked Qi Ling quietly. At this moment, Ding Cheng thought about how to take the opportunity to set up more dating opportunities with Qi Ling. As for the entanglement between him and other characters in the movie, None of them are within his consideration.

"Okay," Qi Ling nodded. In the second half of the movie, he was inexplicably inattentive. He couldn't help but watch Ding Cheng more. He thought Ding Cheng was much better than this movie.

It was already half past nine in the evening when they left the theater, but today Ding Cheng was really reluctant to go home. Thinking of something, he took Qi Ling into the car and drove to a club he used to play before going abroad.

"Ah, I'll show you dancing later, and we will leave after watching." Ding Cheng can feel that Qi Ling doesn't like such a place too much, but apart from such a place, there is really not much opportunity for Qi Ling to see him practice. The result of the dance.

Qin Feng's training has become more and more perverted, and he completely requires him to be a professional student. Ding Cheng did not cry out for a while. Part of the reason was that he wanted to completely fascinate Qi Ling when he waited for this. Pour it!

Qi Ling agreed to Ding Cheng and listened to his arrangements today. Naturally, they did not disagree. They entered the door of the clubhouse and took a turn. The excitement inside and the cold winter night outside seemed like two worlds.

Ding Cheng first found Qi Ling a spot with a good corner sight. He went to the bar and band to discuss. Qi Ling sat and drank a beer. He looked for Ding Cheng among the bustling crowd, but there were too many people and light. It's too dark, he can't find it.

At the end of a song, the red and blue lights flew into a bunch and fell in the center of the ballroom stage. Ding Cheng squatted halfway with a hat and a mask, "Boom!" After the enthusiastic music played, Ding Cheng also started. Dancing.

He walked to the stage with a few vigorous steps, first took off his generous coat and threw it aside, before he started to move, full of vigorous music, and such a young and enthusiastic dance, the people in the dance hall All hi.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Looking at Ding Cheng under the stage lights.

What is he looking at, his is Ding Cheng, and it doesn't seem to be.

"What are you looking at?" Su Ya and Qin Feng at the bar in the ballroom touched their glasses, then followed him to look back, and his expression became more serious for a moment.

When Qin Feng taught Ding Cheng to dance, he would naturally recognize Ding Cheng, and Su Ya had been with Ding Cheng for so long, and after contacting Qin Feng, he also guessed it.

His expression changed, then he patted Qin Feng on the shoulder, "Thanks for your hard work..."

Judging from Ding Cheng’s glamorous dance, Qin Feng didn’t care less. Of course, when Ding Cheng used this kind of place, Qin Feng was also quite upset. Su Ya looked around but couldn’t see Qi Ling. The light is too dark and there are too many people.

"I give this dance to my favorite... man!" Ding Cheng took the microphone that was handed over by someone who didn't know, and yelled like this with a violent gasping voice, and then he slipped from hiding to the light. The place that can't be photographed disappears.

"Ahhhhh..." The crowd was quiet for a moment, and then there was an extreme hustle and bustle. This sudden confession added a fire of love to the madness after the dance, which was not an ordinary excitement.

Ding Cheng panted, and finally got his clothes back. The people in front of him were crazy. The next music started. He fell into the crowd and probably wouldn't think of it anymore. He continued to step back and walked backstage. After that, go to find Qi Ling again.

Ding Cheng walked through a corridor before turning, his hand was held, and then he was pressed against the wall, "It's me."

Ding Cheng immediately withdrew from his beating posture. He raised his eyes to look at Qi Ling, and the sweat and blush on his cheeks could not be dissipated.

"I'm going back to find you..." He couldn't rest assured that Qi Ling would stay there for too long alone. This kind of place was so crowded with people, it wouldn't work without him.

While Ding Cheng was speaking, Qi Ling got closer. He admitted that he was indeed picked up by Ding Cheng's dance and public confession, "My favorite man...huh?"

Ding Cheng had no scruples when he shouted, but Qi Ling repeated his words in front of him, and the shame increased exponentially. After so long, the ups and downs of his chest were not smooth, but shocked even more freely. .

"Uh, uh..." Ding Cheng nodded subconsciously, and then he was kissed by Qi Ling who was sticking to him, only for a moment of gentleness, followed by an extremely warm collision and licking.

Such Qi Ling didn't seem to know him at all by Ding Cheng. He seemed to be bewitched by the night, drunk by alcohol, and had never shown aggression before quietly awakening.

Ding Cheng was dumbfounded by Qi Ling's passionate kiss. His eyes blinked, but he could only see Qi Ling's slightly Xu Qiling's face. He could no longer take care of his heartbeat. He put his arms around Qi Ling's waist. Close his eyes, and then use all his energy to respond.

The kisses are all kissed, and it is always a pleasure to kiss, so that he will not regret it afterwards.

They kissed as if there was no one else. Those who passed by took a few more glances and continued to pass by. On such occasions, this kind of kiss scenes often happened, even if Qi Ling and Ding Cheng's figures were so eye-catching.

"Um...no," Ding Cheng lay down on Qi Ling's shoulder, he really felt that his heart was going to waste, and at the same time his lips and tongue|head were about to numb.

Neither he nor Qi Ling have any kissing skills at all, but such a collision with some strength is more exciting than a skillful tenderness.

Qi Ling supported Ding Cheng and exhaled. His condition was not much better than Ding Cheng, but this feeling was not bad.

"Qiling, let's go home..."

After a while, Ding Cheng got up from Qi Ling's shoulders. He smiled at Qi Ling and took his hand out. With this kiss, his plan for today is considered complete.

Qi Ling was pulled away obediently. He got in the car, his eyes and body were always leaning toward Ding Cheng. They didn't deliberately ask for words, but the air seemed to be full of sweet and warm bubbles. Just staring at each other, it was so sweet It's not working anymore.

However, the surprise that Ding Cheng gave Qi Ling was not over yet. The car was parked in the garage. Qi Ling took a bunch of things they bought today from the back seat, but Ding Cheng ran to the trunk and took out a bunch of flowers.

"For you," Ding Cheng stuffed flowers to Qi Ling. He took the clothes bags and said, "Let's go."

However, Qi Ling held the flowers and hugged the people together. His kiss was printed on Ding Cheng's lips for a moment before he stood up again, and then walked towards the elevator with such a embrace.

They returned home, it was already twelve o'clock after washing, Ding Cheng was holding his very energetic little heart, and he really didn't want to sleep that much, but after twelve o'clock, it was past the time limit that Qi Ling promised him. Now, he can't ask Qi Ling to accompany him all night.

Ding Cheng sighed regretfully, climbed onto the bed obediently, and waited for Qi Ling to come out of the bathroom.

After another moment, he couldn't help touching his lips. The after-rhyme of kissing at the club tonight has not disappeared. When he closed his eyes, his mind was full of pictures of him and Qi Ling kissing. My heart was banging, and my cheeks and ears were red again.

"Oh, how can I sleep here?" Ding Cheng fell on the bed annoyed, and rolled a few times, then one side of the bed collapsed a lot, and Qi Ling had already packed up and came out by himself.

"Go to sleep, we will go back to see Grandpa and Dad tomorrow," and they told them to go back earlier. Ding Cheng didn't have time to sleep in, so they could only go to bed earlier.

"Yeah," Ding Cheng nodded. He lay down and opened the quilt to Qi Ling. Qi Ling lay down. They stuck together more naturally than before. Ding Cheng took a deep breath on Qi Ling and he asked softly. "Qiling, are you happy today?"

"Well," Qi Ling responded. He stretched out his hand, but the remaining lamp was dimmed. He retracted his hand and touched Ding Cheng's cheek again, "I'm very happy... Thank you."

In fact, there were many first times in Qiling on this day, the first time I wore a couple outfit, the first time I went to an amusement park, the first time I was confessed in public, and the first time I kissed someone on such an occasion. It is also the first time to take a picture with Qiling.

And for the first time like this, because of Ding Cheng's participation, it became beautiful|wonderful and warm, and he was very happy to be true.

"Well," Ding Cheng finally closed his eyes and went to bed contentedly. He seemed excited, but in fact, he was sleepy early and fell asleep quickly. After a while, he fell asleep heartlessly.

Qi Ling's lips touched Ding Cheng's forehead, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he fell asleep with his eyes closed.

At 7 o'clock the next morning, they got up to wash and eat, pack their things, and then Ding Cheng drove Qi Ling back to Ding’s house by himself. It was Friday and they would live in Ding’s house until Sunday.

Saturday is the anniversary of the death of Ding Cheng's dead mother. She has been dead for almost fifteen years. Apart from the Qingming Zhongyuan Sweeping Ceremony, this sacrifice will be repeated every five years. Not only the Ding family will come back, but also those who can come from the Jiang family.

Therefore, Ding Cheng and Qi Ling cannot be absent on such occasions.

Ding Cheng drove the car and suddenly asked Qi Ling, "Have you seen my mother? Can you remember her appearance?"

It has been only fourteen and five years old since the age of seven, but Ding Cheng felt that the face in his memory was getting blurred. It was useless to look at more photos. The lack of life was destined to be lack.

"I have seen it, very beautiful and gentle," Qi Ling was silent for a moment and then answered Ding Cheng. He did not lie. He and Ding Cheng's mother Jiang Ziyun are really no strangers. It was because he and her mother lived in a small apartment. , The only person who will visit them often.

That year, Jiang Ziyun was pregnant and couldn't go out often. His|mother prepared a lot for Ding Cheng who was still in his stomach, but within a few months, she committed suicide...

"No one can love you like her, so you have to love yourself more, remember?" This sentence was actually told by Jiang Ziyun to Qi Ling, and Qi Ling later relayed it to Ding Cheng.

Qi Ling should have seen Ding Cheng when he was a child, but Ding Cheng didn’t know anything about it at that time. He probably forgot. When he remembered, Jiang Ziyun became ill. It was even more impossible to bring Ding Cheng to see Qi Ling. After that, she too died.

As for Qi Ling himself, he seemed to have consciously made himself forget those memories that were still happy and peaceful. There was Ding Cheng in these memories, and he subconsciously forgot them together.

"Well," Ding Cheng nodded, did not ask anything, and drove another paragraph. Ding Cheng suddenly turned his head and said to Qi Ling with certainty, "It must be the mothers who are blessing in the sky to keep you safe and sound." So that they can get along like this now.

Qi Ling nodded softly when he heard the words, "Perhaps...yes."

Was he able to be born again because of the expectations of his two mothers? Maybe they don't want him and Ding Cheng to miss it.

"Why are you afraid of ghosts?" Qi Ling asked softly. He wanted to ask about this yesterday, but the atmosphere yesterday was so beautiful that it was so beautiful that he felt that it was a bit out of date to explore these things.

Ding Cheng's expression turned to bewilderment when he heard this. After a while, he replied, "I'm just afraid...Also, when I was very young, I seemed to bump into..."

Ding Cheng talked about the goose bumps on his arm and he got up. He trembled and looked at Qi Ling with a little begging in his eyes, "Can you stop talking about this? What if my mother brought back a ghost friend from the underworld? "

Qi Ling's expression turned helpless, he raised his hand and rubbed Ding Cheng's shoulder, "I'm here."

"Yeah, you are not afraid of ghosts," Ding Cheng nodded solemnly and found the backbone. His slightly timid expression disappeared, but he still didn't really want to talk about this topic. He always felt that he would run into something if he talked too much .

The car drove to the iron gate and stopped. Ding Cheng and Qi Ling got out of the car, and the servant drove the car to the basement. They came back early, but most of the Jiang family did not come, except for Jiang Xiuyun's daughter who arrived ten minutes earlier than them.

As for Ding Cheng's second uncle, third uncle, fourth uncle, and aunts, they all came back last night. Ding Bo is at home. Ding Cheng's other seven cousins ​​are expected to come back one after another around noon.

Ding Cheng and Qi Ling went in to say hello again. By the way, he and Qi Ling also received a lot of red envelopes prepared by their uncles and aunts, saying that they were for Ding Cheng and Qi Ling to buy delicious food.

"Uncles and aunts, Qi Ling and I accepted it." In fact, Ding Cheng knew that this red envelope was intended to be given to Qi Ling, but they didn't have any special intentions. It was only when Ding Grandpa approved Qi Ling. Suffer.

Ding Cheng turned around and stuffed all the red packets into Qi Ling's pocket. He blinked and said, "I can buy a lot of delicious food."

"There will be more later," the relatives from the Jiang family came over, and they had to collect another round of red envelopes. It is estimated that the amount will not be less than that given by Ding Cheng's uncles and aunts.

Qi Ling nodded, "We prepare more gifts in return for the New Year."

"Okay," Ding Cheng replied. He sent a piece of orange flesh that he packed and peeled to Qiling's mouth, and he also bit a piece of it himself, "By the way, you have to help me watch it, don't let Jiang Xiuyun gave me a pose in front of my mother."

She wanted to use the name of Ding Cheng's mother and sister to pose as a mistress in front of these relatives. Ding Cheng wanted to tell her that there were no doors, windows, and chimneys.

Before Qi Ling could answer, Ding Cheng was slapped on the shoulder by Ding Bo. Ding Cheng turned around, half-hearted, and complained about Ding Bo coming.

"Brother, when will you bring your wife back, so that I don't have to be so guarded every time..." Ding Bo's wife is the future mistress of the Ding family, and she is more legitimate than Jiang Xiuyun who wants to climb the wall.

No, the two are not comparable at all. Ding Cheng has one more sister-in-law, and Jiang Xiuyun has no chance to jump.

Ding Bo heard the words, and then landed on Ding Cheng's hair. He rubbed it, and he said, "Almost..."

"Really?" Ding Cheng complained casually. He didn't expect that Ding Bo, who basically has no personal time at work, would have eyebrows. "That's good, brother, you like it most importantly."

Ding Bo is thirty-three years old and thirty-four after the Chinese New Year. If he himself hasn't moved yet, the final result is most likely that their grandfather introduced Ding Bo directly.

They chatted here, and there were more cars coming back to Ding’s house. Before lunch, all of Ding’s elders from Ding’s family came back. Several of Ding Cheng’s older brothers came back early by plane.

"Red envelopes, for you and the little oranges," Ding Songdingbai, who is about the same age as Qi Ling, and Ding Cheng's third and fourth brothers also stuffed the red envelopes, but they wanted to use Ding Cheng to get a little bit of Qi. Ling's cheap.

Qi Ling didn't refuse anyone who came, he accepted it, his expression unchanged, "Quickly go in and eat."

Ding Song and Dingbai's complexion turned from enthusiastic to boring, and Qi Ling was really at home in their Ding's house.

"Qiling, let's eat too," Ding Cheng took Qi Ling's hand and led the people to the living room. Now he has led Qi Ling everywhere in the Ding's house, like a special couple. Loving husband.

Father Ding and Ding Hande, who had been dazzled for several consecutive weekends, had to accept Ding Cheng's preferences, and they had changed from being particularly unpleasant to ordinary unpleasant.

From the Jiang family’s side, Ding Cheng’s grandfather and grandmother will be here for the time being. Others will not be able to arrive until tomorrow morning. Ding Cheng and Jiang’s family are not very close, or maybe it’s because Jiang Xiuyun often talks bad about Ding Cheng. The two elders of the Jiang family were not as enthusiastic about Ding Cheng either.

"It's fine if we stand next to us. Grandpa and grandmother probably didn't think of me so quickly..."

Ding Cheng looked at him with a calm complexion. He was used to such differential treatment. Of course, he did not feel dissatisfied. He did not lack pets in Ding's family, and he couldn't ask everyone to like him. Jiang's family could like him. Big brother is enough.

"Where are Cheng Cheng and Qi Ling?"

Grandma Ding Cheng's eyes were not good, she asked, Ding Cheng squatted to her with Qi Ling, and then they squatted down again so that she could see clearly.

"Grandma, this is Qi..."

Before Ding Cheng's words were finished, Mrs. Jiang slapped Ding Cheng directly. The vigilant Qi Ling pulled Ding Cheng toward him, but it was impossible to avoid it completely. Qi Ling stretched out his hand and pressed Ding. Cheng's profile face, leaning to his side.

At the same time, his hand also touched the palm of Mrs. Jiang, and with a "slap", it was almost unclear whether it was thrown on Ding Cheng's face or on the back of Qi Ling's hand.

Qi Ling shot in time, blocking part of it with the back of his hand, but Mrs. Jiang's slap still fell on Ding Cheng's face.

Ding Cheng was almost stunned by Mrs. Jiang. From childhood to adulthood, no one dared to touch his finger except for his own mischievous injuries.

But now he slapped short in front of many relatives and slapped in front of his favorite person.

"Qi Ling..." Ding Cheng turned his head and grabbed Qi Ling's hand first. His face was a little bit painful, and the back of his hand should be more painful for Qi Ling who blocked most of his strength.

Ding Cheng didn't know whether he was feeling sorry for Qi Ling, or he was really wronged. There was a bit of astringent in his voice, and his eyes were reddish, but these astringent and grievances quickly disappeared.

He was pulled up by Qi Ling, turned his back, and leaned directly into Qi Ling's arms, without looking at anyone.

"You|Mom gave birth to you, so I asked you to find a man to come home? I didn't learn well since I was a child, and I'm even more lawless when I grow up..." Mrs. Jiang raised her hand as if she still had to do it, Ding Cheng already Was pulled up by Qi Ling.

"The old lady respects herself."

Qi Ling squinted his eyes slightly, protecting Ding Cheng and then stepped back. This time, he was not afraid that Mrs. Jiang would hit Ding Cheng, but he was afraid that he would not be able to help an old man with white hair.