The Wealthy Husband

Qi Ling looked at Ding Cheng’s brightly smiling face, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, he held Ding Cheng’s hand with his fingers interlocking, and then he whispered, "What are you laughing at?"

"No, no..." Ding Cheng couldn't help but looked at their hands, and then wanted to look back.

Qi Ling took him and brought him back, he said with certainty, "No one is following."

"Oh... I didn't laugh at you, I'm happy..." Ding Cheng said and clasped Qi Ling's hands tightly. He believed Qi Ling and didn't look back. "I didn't think you would do this kind of thing with me..."

Qi Ling wouldn't think of it, but now with Ding Cheng, he doesn't think anything is wrong.

They walked two streets until they reached a street light before Qi Ling called He Li, and then they waited for the car to arrive under the light.

Ding Cheng's hand has not been taken out of Qi Ling's palm, his cheeks maintained a temperature different from usual, and he has already adapted to this temperature. He looked at the way forward and Qi Ling, there was something in his heart that he still couldn't figure out. Restlessness, or throbbing.

"Thank you tonight."

Ding Cheng and Qi Ling whispered, if he didn't say anything, he couldn't help but do something with Qi Ling.

"Cheng Cheng, we don't need to be so polite between us," Qi Ling's hand gently tugged, pulling the person closer, then he let go of Ding Cheng's hand, and put his hand on Ding Cheng's face again, warm and warm. Hot, Ding Cheng was not chilled.

Ding Cheng raised his hand like he did, but grabbed Qi Ling's wrist, then he slowly turned his head to the side and gently kissed Qi Ling's palm. His expression was gentle and warm that he didn't know.

He smiled and looked at Qi Ling, his curved and bright eyes were full of friendship, warmer than the lights in the night.

Ding Cheng slowly leaned into Qi Ling's arms, he hugged him, and couldn't help whispering, "Qiling, I feel so happy." He could only hug this kind of happiness that cannot be described in words. Live in Qiling and use all of him to grasp his happiness.

Qi Ling took a step back and hugged Ding Cheng against the wall next to the street lamp. He pulled away the windbreaker and wrapped Ding Cheng in a little bit. He tilted his head and kissed Ding Cheng’s hair, and then agreed. Words, "I know."

Ding Cheng's emotions could not be concealed from him. He could feel it for the first time whether he was happy or angry. This feeling was very clever but also very real, and he liked seeing Ding Cheng's happy and happy appearance, just like before his eyes.

Looking at it this way, Qi Ling felt that the one million spent was completely worth it.

He Li slowly searched for the location given by Qi Ling. When he saw the two people almost joined together under the street light, he resisted the urge to rub his eyes, then stopped the car and honked the horn again.

Ding Cheng retreated from Qi Ling's warm arms and held his hand again. They got into the car and went back to the Qi family's old house. As they slipped halfway, it was worth ten o'clock at home.

"Let's go, I'll cook you some supper." He ate some in the evening. Qi Ling basically didn't eat much. Ding Cheng kept thinking about it. He took off his jacket and took Qi Ling to Qi's kitchen.

They came back earlier than expected, and did not let the bodyguards at the door alarm the housekeeper and servants. Ding Cheng and Qi Ling made a midnight snack by themselves.

Ding Cheng knead the noodles to wake up the noodles, Qi Ling washed the vegetables with warm water, and then Ding Cheng came to chop the vegetables, the noodles were awake, and then cut and pulled, the hot water is boiling, Ding Cheng has already boiled the pot and boiled some soup condiments , In one go, after more than forty minutes, they ate the hot noodles.

Ding Cheng cooked more and called Heli who had already returned to the room to eat together.

After eating the hot and fresh seafood and vegetable noodles, He Li automatically erased the grievances that had been stimulated before. Ding Cheng was a very suitable person for their Patriarch, and He Li suddenly truly recognized this from the bottom of his heart.

Ding Cheng didn't expect that he would be able to subdue Heli with a bowl of noodles. He also ate, sweating on his forehead and nose, and eating very enjoyable.

"I used to cook the noodles by myself in foreign countries. It's convenient to cook as much as you eat. You will be hungry in the middle of the night. Even if you tell me, I will cook it for you."

Ding Cheng said that he poured some soup into Qi Ling's noodles, and he also added a little bit of soup to He Li by the way, which was really not virtuous.

"Okay," Qi Ling nodded in response. They ate well, and left the cleaning of the dishes to He Li, who went back to the room first.

When He Li hesitated whether to wash the dishes and chopsticks directly, Wang Dan appeared behind him silently. He turned around and almost stopped Wang Dan as a gangster, "Wang, butler Wang..."

He Li retracted his attacking position. He took a tissue and wiped his hands, waiting for Steward Wang's inquiry.

"Mr. and Master Ding are back?" Wang Dan asked blankly.

"Yes, I have returned to the room," He Li nodded in response.

"This side is..." Wang Dan talked about it after a lot of questions, and then saw the marks on the bowls and chopsticks.

"Madam cooked it," He Li told him, nodding again, "Nothing else, I'll go back first."

Wang Dan was very difficult to fight against. He Li knew this a long time ago, but Qi Ling had no defense against him before. His position was to perceive something and couldn't say anything, and now he just took a distance.

Wang Dan nodded and didn't force Heli to ask questions, but at the same time he felt that he had lost Qi Ling's trust, and he also lost a lot of the right to know in Qi's family.

For example, if they came back early this time, if he didn't happen to come out, no one would think of telling him.

He stood in the living room for a while before returning to the room, and then he took the initiative to call Qi Bo to greet him. Qi Bo complained for a long time and lost the dividend of the shares. The company he started has been half-dead. The days that could have been passed on were greatly reduced, and the quality of life plummeted.

"That kid in Qi Ling, who has forgotten his roots, thought that through marriage and the Ding family, his wings would be hardened. Half of the Qi family shareholders still remember that I am the father's son..."

Qi Bai scolded a lot, but before Wang Dan stopped him from swearing, at least don’t scold him in his ears, but this time Qi Bai scolded all who could or could not be scolded, Wang Dan didn’t even point him. reaction.

Qi Bai finally reacted a little, and put away his verbal abuse, and then asked in a doubtful tone, "Brother Wang, what's wrong with you today? Asleep?"

"No, no, I just feel that your hatred is not unreasonable," Wang Dan sighed softly, and then he took the initiative to change the subject, "How is Wei'er recently?"

They talked a lot, and because of Wang Dan's approval, Qi Bai's relationship with him seemed to be much better.

Qi Bo hung up the phone, and then sighed, "Old fox, I don't know what to do..."

The relationship between him and Wang Dan is so good, of course, it is not a simple conjugation. Interests are indispensable, but they can be used by each other. This kind of necessary affectionate exchanges still needs to be maintained.

After the long winter night passed, Ding Cheng and Qi Ling went to bed late the next day. They went downstairs to take an early walk at half past nine. Ding Hande and Ding Bo Dingsong came over and saw Ding Cheng holding a pillow. Wrapped in a blanket, he looked completely reluctant to be fed fruit.

"Dad, brother, Ding Song, you are here, sit down," Qi Ling faced the door of the living room, and first saw Ding Hande and others coming in with gifts. He first called someone to say hello before Ding Cheng turned around in a daze. Overdo it.

"Dad! Why are you here?" Ding Cheng got up and kicked him under the sofa with his slippers. Before he bent down to look for it, Qi Ling would find him first and put it back on him by the way.

Ding Cheng blushed, and then stood up to greet his father and two brothers.

"Grandpa asked us to come over and send something, all from relatives and friends."

Most of them eat food, all thinking about Ding Cheng, a foodie, for fear that he will be hungry when he is not used to eating at Qi's house. Although they know it is impossible with their toes, they still can't help worrying that this is a relative.

"It's all my favorite," Ding Cheng flipped through the package, and then he smiled and greeted the servant to take it to the kitchen.

"Are you accustomed to living?" Ding Hande whispered to Ding Cheng. In fact, their worries before coming were gone. Ding Cheng's ruddy complexion and vigorous posture were really unlikely to be unaccustomed. of.

"Well, Qi Ling is here, he treats me very well," Ding Cheng told Ding Hande very seriously, and then did not forget to calm his father's sour psychology, "We will come home early tomorrow morning, and I will be at home. I'm most used to living."

"If you do, you will fool your dad in a nice way," Ding Hande said, but the smile on his face didn't freeze.

Over there, Qi Ling was also talking to Ding Bo Ding Song, accepting some of their subtle interrogations, and was sure that Ding Cheng had not been wronged, and the faces of the two brothers have also improved a lot.

They left after eating in Qi's house. In the 30th year of the Chinese New Year, Qi's house had a sense of excitement.

Sending away Ding Hande and the others at the door, Ding Cheng took Qi Ling's hand and turned his head, he suddenly offered a proposal.

"Let’s make dumplings in the evening, called He Li, Dong Meng, Aunt Lin in the kitchen, Uncle Wang, ask if Wang Hai will return, how will everyone eat together?"

New Year always has to feel like New Year, cooking a large table of dishes, it is too deserted for him and Qi Ling to eat it, it is better to eat their own dumplings, which is more interesting and lively.

"Okay, you call the shots," Qi Ling has not had such a year, but he is not willing to let Ding Cheng spend such a cold year with him, and he has adapted well with Ding Cheng these days, he has not been so repulsive." Lively".

Ding Cheng nodded, he called the servant, and after carefully instructing him, he asked him to inform everyone.

The place for making dumplings is placed directly on the large table in the dining room. The ingredients will be prepared at 3 o'clock in the afternoon, and people will gather around 5 o'clock to make the dumplings together. The wrapped dumplings are steamed first, and then eaten as they are wrapped.

Ding Cheng personally taught Qi Ling to pack a few, and when all the materials were finished, everyone in the bag was half full.

Then we served some wine and vegetables together. Almost everyone was full. Ding Cheng arranged the remaining dumplings. Some of them would take them to Ding’s house tomorrow, and one of them asked Heli Dong Meng to take them home. , And a part of it froze and left it for Wang Hai who hadn't come back to eat.

All of these were put in place. It was seven o'clock in the evening. Ding Cheng turned on the TV in the living room. He and Qi Ling were sitting together. They watched TV programs. By the way, Qi Ling and him listened to one call after another.

Calls for New Year's greetings and dinner appointments after the New Year, in short, Ding Cheng's calls did not stop.

"I'll go to a toilet, you can pick it up for me..." Ding Cheng ran to the bathroom closest to the living room after he stuffed his cell phone into Qi Ling.

"Lu..." Qi Ling looked at the name of the phone, and before the voice came out, there was a cry of ghost crying wolf howling, not Lu Ming's voice, but the words were very clear, "Orange, you come over now!"

"Hidden abroad for so many years and didn't come back, and didn't tell me when I came back. Didn't I confess to you?" I was still rejected and beaten up, but before he digested his sadness, Ding Cheng went abroad. NS.

"Funny, you are passionate about yourself. The orange is not because of you. If you want to talk about it, don't think about asking the orange to say anything, so that the misunderstanding will not..."

Lu Ming's voice came, and there seemed to be several voices over there. Judging by their identity, they should all be classmates or friends that Ding Cheng knew.

"Do you need me to tell Cheng Cheng?"

Qi Ling's voice came, Lu Ming on the other side was directly silly, and some of the alcohol above him was directly frozen into urine.

"Qi, Qi...Qi Ling, you."

"Chengcheng go to the toilet and let me answer the phone for him."

Qi Ling heard these words well and unexpectedly, but it is not surprising to hear such words. Ding Cheng is very good. It is normal for someone to confess to him, but even if he knows this, he still feels unhappy at the moment, no, yes Very upset.

Qi Ling hung up the phone and thought for a while before Ding Cheng ran back.

He sat down, took a look at his cell phone, and then called back. Lu Ming over there was actually still in a trapped state. Then he retelled Ding Cheng's previous events very quickly, and then quickly called. Bye.

"It's over, I got into trouble..."

Lu Ming whispered, but he couldn't help what would happen to Ding Cheng.

After Ding Cheng listened, there was a few moments of bewilderment, and he became nervous when he was confused, but then he let Qi Ling put pressure on|on the sofa in the living room.

Ding Cheng was about to get up, and he explained anxiously, "Qiling, I can explain that I didn't accept his confession. Before he confessed, I didn't know he liked me."

"I haven't lied to you, the person I like has always been you..."

The last word in his words was almost swallowed by Qi Ling. He was kissed. It was not a gentle kiss or an angry and fierce kiss, but a kiss with a little scorching heat and anxiety. It was very hot and hot, and it made him hot. A flustered kiss...

They kissed deeply, until Ding Cheng almost slipped and lay on the sofa, and their kiss did not stop. Qi Ling's tongue explored every corner of Ding Cheng’s mouth, gentle and overbearing, to Ding Cheng. An illusion that he was licked from the inside out.

Ding Cheng grabbed Qi Ling's clothes and lay down very steadily, but still felt that he might fall at any time. His head was clear and confused. He could only feel Qi Ling's kiss more clearly than ever before, and then use him. To respond with enthusiasm, and then nothing else...

However, this living room is not a place suitable for being too intimate after all. Before they completely lost control, Qi Ling gasped and got up, then pulled Ding Cheng up again, and then hugged him tightly in his arms, calming down the sudden and turbulent surge with him. Uncontrollable passion|desire.

Ding Cheng blinked his eyes, his confused reason returned. He was a little confused about the situation, but Qi Ling was willing to kiss him and hug him like this, he was not angry.

Qi Ling's behavior is indeed not appropriate enough to describe Qi Ling's behavior as angry. To be precise, he should be jealous.

"Qiling..." After a long time passed, Ding Cheng whispered. It was true that Qi Ling hugged him too tightly. He struggled twice, and then got two more cheek kisses before he was let go.

"What's his name?" Qi Ling asked, most of the unhappiness in his heart has disappeared, but for those who are still thinking about Ding Cheng, he consciously needs to know something.

"Lu Tianning, Gao is at the table together..." Ding Cheng obediently responded, and then he carefully looked at Qi Ling's expression, accidentally staring at him, he was still inexplicably guilty for a while, but he and Lu Tianning had been apart for one year. It's really nothing at the same table.

"Qiling, I like you, in the past, now, and in the future, I only like you!"

Ding Cheng knelt on the sofa and stared at Qi Ling roundly. He didn't think that Lu Ming and Lu Tianning would give him the chance for the New Year, but he didn't want Qi Ling to misunderstand him, especially Misunderstood his feelings for him.

"You, did you hear it?" When facing Qi Ling's raised gaze, Ding Cheng, who was originally so powerful, suddenly became weak, his shoulders collapsed, a little inexplicably frustrated, and a little wronged...

But then Qi Ling took him into his arms and hugged him, "I heard it. Also, I didn't doubt you, nor was I angry with you... If I was really angry, I was also angry with myself. …"

He missed too much between Ding Cheng, so much that he could only take care of the present, and did not dare to pursue the past and past lives, but he could guarantee to the current Ding Cheng that they would not miss any more between them.

"It has nothing to do with you, Qi Ling, I am too timid..." Lu Tianning knows that he has someone he likes and dares to confess, but he occupies the identity of Qi Ling's marriage partner, but he can only run away desperately. , He was too timid.

"However, it won't be anymore. I will tell you what I think in the future, okay?"

Ding Cheng asked softly, his eyes were full of expectation and sincerity. He never wanted Qi Ling to have any secrets, but he didn't have the qualifications to fully open up Qi Ling before. Now that Qi Ling likes him, he has such qualifications.

"Okay," Qi Ling couldn't respond to this, he nodded, touched Ding Cheng's cheek lightly, and then turned his head and kissed Ding Cheng's forehead.

Ding Cheng raised a smile on his face. He turned his head and kissed Qi Ling's face carefully. Their foreheads touched and their noses touched. The ambiguity and joy were strong and natural.

The episode of Lu Ming's call made Qi Ling recognize his heart earlier. Some things can be done slowly, but there are also things and people that he must seize all the time and opportunity to cherish.

The corner of Qi Ling's mouth raised a little smile. Ding Cheng had only seen it once. The smile in the study yesterday. He was stunned again. He came back in a daze and didn't dare to look again. He buried his head on the side of Qi Ling's neck. , His expression gradually settled down, and he also smiled.

What kind of show did the Spring Festival Gala perform this year? Qi Ling and Ding Cheng who sat and watched the whole night didn't have the slightest impression, but they were very happy, just as happy as the joyful smiling faces on TV.

"Let's go, let's go watch the fireworks." Ding Cheng sat down, and it was not enough to give Qi Ling a smile. He leaned up and kissed Qi Ling's cheek before he continued to get up, and then reached out and pulled the man.

Qi Ling also stood up, but he pulled back Ding Cheng, who was anxiously running outside the door. He took the scarf and hat placed by the sofa and wrapped Ding Cheng, so he let Ding Cheng lead him out anxiously.

Before and after the one-minute countdown, the originally quiet Beicheng was suddenly overwhelmed by the sound of fireworks. In the garden of Qi’s house, Heli and a few bodyguards were also setting off, and the fireworks rose, colorful and beautiful.

"Snowing…"

Ding Cheng whispered, in the light and shadow of the sky being exploded by fireworks, one could see the falling snowflakes. I don't know which is the first snow of this year. But the old saying goes that Ruixue is a prosperous year, and it snows on New Year's Eve. It is a good omen.