The Wealthy Husband

Qi Ling should have a slight habit of cleanliness. The kitchen he tidied up is quite clean, and the house is also clean. Although there are cleaning staff to clean up every week, if Qi Ling does not do it himself, it will not be as clean and clean. Comfortable.

Qi Ling put the rag aside, and Ding Cheng, who was beside him, looped around his waist to help him untie his apron. Then Ding Cheng took his hand and went to the bathroom again, Ding Cheng wanted to wash his hands.

After washing his hands, Ding Cheng squeezed some hand cream to Qi Ling and rubbed it well, and finally put it under his nose and smelled it, so that he satisfactorily led Qi Ling to the living room.

Qi Ling sat down, Ding Cheng tilted his head slightly, leaning against Qi Ling's shoulders, his eyes narrowed slightly, and in two minutes, he fell asleep. Yesterday, he ate the banquet very late, and he drove back by plane early in the morning. Cheng didn't really sleep much.

Returning to the nest that belonged to him and Qi Ling, in such a comfortable environment, he quickly fell asleep, although he still wanted to do something with Qi Ling before falling asleep.

Qi Ling turned off the TV, put the person on his knees, covered it with the blanket that was always on the sofa, rubbed Ding Cheng's hair with his hands, his eyes and mood were very peaceful.

Ding Cheng slept comfortably beside Qi Ling. When he woke up, he was not on the sofa, but on the bed in the bedroom. Qi Ling was also there. He was looking at the computer on the sofa by the bedroom window, sitting in the opposite direction. This side of the bed.

Ding Cheng got up, and Qi Ling's eyes came over. He put down the computer and walked over to sit down, hugged the person, and gently rubbed Ding Cheng's back, "Are you full?"

"Um..." Ding Cheng didn't move much, and continued to lean against Qi Ling. He muttered, "I really want to take you away." Qi Ling became more and more caring, and treated him better and better. Ding Cheng's reluctance to magnify.

Ding Cheng is very active and does not refuse to survive in the wild, but he also wants to bring Qi Ling with him so that he can also enjoy the natural scenery with him. Of course, this idea is also intensified because they meet for a short time and have to parte. He was reluctant to give up.

"Where are you going this time?" Qi Ling rubbed the back of Ding Cheng's neck and continued to whisper.

"An island in the Indian Ocean seems to...Where is it? I haven't had time to read it." In fact, Su Ya had sent Ding Cheng the relevant information long ago, but Ding Cheng didn't want to get tired of Qi Ling all the time, and didn't want to open it.

He plans to get on the plane tomorrow, and he will study it carefully.

"I just think about it, you are at home and wait for me to come back," Ding Cheng's disappointment converged a little. He didn't want to spend the rest of the time with Qi Ling in a gloomy mood. He said that he turned his head and kissed Qi Ling's neck. .

His body recovered some strength, his feet were lifted from the quilt, put on Qi Ling's thighs, and then slowly hooked Qi Ling's waist, and with further force, he put Qi Ling down on The bed is on.

A sloppy smile appeared on Ding Cheng's face. He lowered his head and touched Qi Ling's lips. He whispered, "Qi Ling, I want you..."

Ding Cheng's expression was quite straightforward, even his actions were like this, they did not speak any more, but kissed a little anxiously. Originally, Ding Cheng thought that their goodbye would not be as intense as the previous few times.

But the fact is that they lost control more and more time after time. The previous tenderness was just that each other was deliberately controlling each other. It was about to begin, and those controls no longer existed in an instant.

Qi Ling hugged Ding Cheng and rolled on the bed twice, before **** each other anxiously, and the discomfort of a long time was written in the fit of their bodies.

This slight pain tightened each other's nerves, but it also made them feel each other more deeply.

Sweat meets inadvertently, and then rolls down together. It takes less than a moment for a "battle" to end, and another "battle" is brewing.

Difficult to die|mian, forget me...

Qi Ling avoided the places where Ding Cheng might be seen and kissed, leaving traces that belonged to him one by one. He held the almost half-paralyzed person in his arms to comfort him, but thought about Ding Cheng's request in his head.

This time it was too rushed. It is unrealistic for him to keep up together, but he can create similar shows for Ding Cheng. Then, as an investor or producer, it will be much easier for him to keep up.

Ding Cheng didn't know that Qi Ling had already thought about so much when he looked at him. After he devoted himself to him, he briefly forgot the upcoming separation, holding people in his arms and liking him.

It probably took a long time before they got up and went to take a bath. Ding Cheng was no longer injured as easily as before. After another hour or two, he was basically not uncomfortable.

When Qi Ling was cooking lunch, Ding Cheng went downstairs, but the program group sent a selfie device to Ding Cheng to take a picture of him preparing his luggage.

After they had eaten, Ding Cheng handed over the shooting equipment to Qi Ling, and then he started wandering around the house, packing up his things, and going to places like the African islands, it was really unnecessary to bring a pile of clothes and shoes.

Ding Cheng chose four or five sets, including clothes for swimming and diving. He also brought three pairs of shoes, all of which were waterproof and non-slip. In addition, Ding Cheng also brought many utensils that ordinary people could not understand.

"This iron chain can be used as a belt, can climb trees, can cut trees, and it's easier to use than ordinary knives."

Ding Cheng explained to the camera, then Qi Ling smiled again, and then he continued to explain to him some small knowledge about survival in the wild. However, it is difficult to realize the importance of this knowledge without being on the scene.

Of course, Ding Cheng is not really as rich in experience in this area. He used to participate in more short-distance adventure activities, and that fight was physical strength. About these aspects of knowledge, Ding Cheng was only interested in himself, and then went to understand. of.

"Hehe..." He said and laughed twice, then suddenly approached the camera and whispered, "You can rest assured now, your oranges are great, don't worry too much."

His eyes raised, his beauty was compelling, and Qi Ling, who was holding the camera, suddenly shook his hands, a little unbearable, and then Ding Cheng smiled heartlessly.

If this episode is broadcast, it can be certain that Ding Cheng is in love, but Ding Cheng is not afraid that others will know that he is in love, but he is not suitable for people to know for the time being. The person he loves is Qi Ling, the president of Qiming.

As the filming continued, Ding Cheng organized a large box and a large backpack, but compared to the two or three boxes of other stars, he was considered very few.

Putting these things aside and turning off the shooting equipment, Ding Cheng walked over and hugged Qi Ling without speaking. The smile on his face faded and he gently patted Qi Ling's back.

"You have to eat on time at home, don't work too late, and occasionally help me to see Grandpa and Dad..."

Ding Cheng gently instructed him to say the things he would say every time before leaving. After all these instructions, he tilted his head and whispered to Qi Ling, "I won't be like this for too long..."

This kind of high intensity was necessary in the early stage. After he passed this stage, he reasonably arranged his work and time with Qi Ling, and kept Qi Ling alone in the North City. Ding Cheng was actually quite uneasy.

"Yeah," Qi Ling responded, turning his head to kiss Ding Cheng's profile, and they walked to the window in small steps, continued to embrace the night breeze, watch the night scene, and then quietly feel each other's temperature and Feeling.

At three o'clock in the morning, Ding Cheng got up, and Qi Ling also got up. He wanted to send Ding Cheng to the airport to meet the program group. This time, Song Yuan and Dong Meng accompanied Ding Cheng, but they could only follow one paragraph. They are not allowed to be followed in subsequent shootings.

When they arrived at the airport, it was about four in the morning. The car stopped. Song Yuan and Dong Meng went down to help Ding Cheng with luggage. Ding Cheng himself was still sitting still. He came over and hugged Qi Ling for a while. Just sit up straight again.

"I'm leaving, wait for me to come back."

"Be careful, don't worry me," Qi Ling rubbed Ding Cheng's hair, then lowered his head and rubbed Ding Cheng's nose and lips, and these words didn't seem to be enough.

"Yeah," Ding Cheng nodded solemnly. He hooked Qi Ling's neck again and kissed someone well. He turned back and opened the car door. After a pause, he turned back and shook his hand and smiled at Qi Ling. Got out of the car.

Song Yuan and Dong Meng had already helped him take the luggage. They walked for a while, and Ding Cheng looked back again. Qi Ling's car was still there. He shook his hand again before heading to the airport.

There was a long red carpet at the entrance. He was the last to come. Under the guidance of the staff, he continued to walk inside.

"This is our..." The introduction is stuck. Ding Cheng is a bit popular on the Internet, but still can't say that he has any popularity. At least, none of the other six people who came to know him.

Even if the program team has informed their agent in advance, the guests have changed things, and it is really conveyed to them that they can be remembered, almost nothing. At this time, even the resident guest of the program, Jin Teng, can’t be called Ding Cheng. Here comes his name.

"My name is Ding Cheng, you just call me oranges."

Ding Cheng raised a smile on his face and took the initiative to say hello. He stepped forward and bowed slightly, shaking hands or hugging each other, and smiles appeared on his face. There are several idols he once liked, and his performance is rather balanced. Like a little fan.

"Oranges... really sunny little oranges," Jin Teng smiled and continued to tease Ding Cheng, his attitude was more gentle, and he took the initiative to help Ding Cheng blend into the crowd.

They met once, because they really hadn't seen it before, and it looked quite real, and those people also figured out why it was not the popular young born who had been told before, but Ding Cheng, a half-debut newcomer.

A total of seven guests came this time, six men and one woman. In addition to the patriarch Jin Teng, there are two more frequent guests, An Jun and Yu Qing. An Jun is taller and stronger, and his physical strength is the main output. Yu Qing is about the same age as him. , But at first glance, the physique is weak, mainly responsible for the funny adjustment of the atmosphere.

There are also two older than them. One of them is Yao Hanshan. He looks weaker and fatter than Yu Qing. He belongs to the perennial inactive people. The other is forty-seven and eighteen, who belongs to the film industry. His senior figure, called Tan Huayou, looks better, knows how to maintain and exercise, but his qualifications are there, and his physical output is not his turn.

The youngest are Ding Cheng and the female guest Guo Xiaoyun. Guo Xiaoyun is twenty-four and Ding Cheng is twenty-two. Ding Cheng is still the youngest.

As a rescuer, Ding Cheng was a little stranger, but he was young and good-looking, with a cheerful personality, and he didn't mind much. This topic was skipped, and they continued to chat about the shooting.

Ding Cheng didn't rush to talk, he only spoke when he asked him, and his answer was considered conservative.

"Please come inside," Jin Teng raised his hand inwardly. It was almost time for them to go through the formalities.

Ding Cheng couldn't help but glanced back at the direction of the entrance surrounded by security. There is no doubt that Qi Ling must have left.

The reluctance in his heart floated, and then reluctantly pressed it down again. He took his ID from Song Yuan, and he helped with the luggage and went to the counter to complete the formalities. But he plugged the earphones in his ears, hesitated, and still didn't make a call.

The microphone on his body is still there, and what he said to Qi Ling will be clear over there.

However, he couldn't talk on the phone, and he could still send text messages. Ding Cheng cracked and sent a message. When Qi Ling responded, the worries in his eyes disappeared.

"What are you doing? It's time to board the plane."

An Jun walked behind and couldn't help but ask Ding Cheng's mobile phone.

"Hey, nothing."

Ding Cheng shook his head. He looked around. Most of the boarding people were from the show crew, but there were also other guests with different costumes. Ding Cheng's eyes stayed on a man in a black windbreaker for a few moments, and then turned away again.

He vaguely felt a little familiar, his brows frowned, and he couldn't think of it very much. He shook his head and didn't think about it.

The time they spent flying in the sky this time was as long as fourteen or five hours, excluding the time spent waiting for the transfer, so when they came to the airport so early, they had to actually arrive at their destination tomorrow morning.

Sitting in his seat, Ding Cheng edited a text message to Qi Ling again, and he turned his hand off. By the way, he also posted a selfie on W-Bo. After all, it will take so long to disappear. It is better to tell his fans first. .

Of course, Ding Cheng didn't directly mention this program, only that it was busy for a few days and he had to work hard.

He put away his mobile phone and looked at An Jun beside him. He smiled and said, "Angel, take care of me."

Ding Cheng’s An Jun sat together, and then Yu Yuqing and Tan Huayou were sitting together. Jin Teng and Tan Huayou were supposed to be sitting together, but Yu Qinglue was a chicken thief, laughing and joking, so he took the place.

Yao Hanshan and Guo Xiaoyun were more familiar with them. They had already sat together. An Jun greeted Ding Cheng, and they sat together. Jin Teng, who had always been sitting together in the past, was alone.

But everyone didn't have much time to talk. After getting up so early, after a few simple conversations, they all started to sleep.

At two o'clock in the morning the next day, after three transfers, they changed to the bus and continued to the destination. Everyone was tired of their faces. The continuous transfers in such a short period of time caused considerable physical consumption.

Then after driving on the complete mountain road for more than two hours, they were awakened by the roar of the helicopter. Before they had time to see the surroundings clearly, they had to change to the helicopter to go to their real destination this time. .

And Ding Cheng had to part with Song Yuan and Dong Meng. He patted Dong Meng on the shoulder, and then soothed Song Yuan, "It's fun, don't worry."

Thinking of something, he exhorted Dong Meng again, "Help me report the safety to Qi Ling in time."

Ding Cheng was talking about the situation after he was asked to turn in his mobile phone. After he finished speaking, he was greeted to board the helicopter.

Ding Cheng nodded to Song Yuan and Dong Meng, picked up his backpack and got on the helicopter first. He sat on the outermost head and put on the earphones before the roaring sound dropped a little.

He tilted his head to look, Yu Qing and Guo Xiaoyun, who were sitting beside him, were obviously too nervous, An Jun was better, but he was also quite confused about the next schedule.

This show can be so popular in Xia Guo, even abroad, because this kind of shooting that is closest to reality, the situation is constant, shooting in a real dangerous and difficult environment, what can be exposed, and it can also make people reflect. Something.

"Brother Yu, Sister Xiaoyun, don't be nervous." Ding Cheng calmed them. He turned to his side and helped them adjust their seat belts. Then he adjusted again.

His voice didn't convey much, but this behavior did comfort them.

After that, without any notification, the plane took off in a flash.

"Flying!" Ding Cheng yelled, then waved to the camera facing upwards outside the window, and made another blow kiss.

An Jun and Yu Qing couldn't help but shook their heads. They are really "new born calves are not afraid of tigers." Ding Cheng is "relentless and cold" who has never experienced the program group. Maybe there is a big hole waiting for them in front of them.

However, Guo Xiaoyun was less nervous under the excitement of Ding Cheng. She approached the camera where she was shot and shouted, "Little orange is good, very brave."

Ding Cheng still didn’t know that he was being praised. He could no longer see Dong Meng and others who were left behind. He put a little smile away, adjusted his mood again, and turned his head to look at the scenery outside the window with interest. excitedly.

The verdant mountains and jungle stretched, and after flying for more than ten minutes, a magnificent seascape caught their eyes, but then they circled back to the jungle.

When they were guessing where they landed, the helicopter passed low through the canyon between the two mountains. The sea and cliffs entered their field of vision and finally meant to land.

"Here," after the driver continued to sway steadily, he turned his head and smiled at Ding Cheng and the others, and then told them in this crappy Chinese language.

"What?" Yu Qing looked outside and screamed. They just stopped on the edge of a rocky cliff. The strong sea breeze felt like it could blow the helicopter over, so he let them get off here? !

However, the driver's explanation of the next sizzling meal, Yu Qing could not understand a word.

Ding Cheng looked up at the driver who was explaining seriously, then asked him a few more casually, then he unfastened his seat belt, opened the door of the cabin, and jumped out of the helicopter, and he stretched out his hand.

"This is a veteran driver with a lot of experience, let's talk about it later, I will support you."

Naturally, this helicopter is not a good place to talk. Ding Cheng helped Yu Qing and Guo Xiaoyun again. An Jun was strong and physically strong. There were many such experiences, Ding Cheng didn't have to worry about him.

He continued to pull the two "weak" elbows and walked over the pile of rocks in the strong wind before he let go of his hand.

"Orange is a good gentleman," Guo Xiaoyun blinked at Ding Cheng, not grateful, but it was possible to add some goodwill, and Ding Cheng's behavior was not flattering, it was purely a gentleman spirit.

Ding Cheng heard the words and acted a medieval ceremony, and he whispered, "My honor."

"Hahaha..." Yu Qing, who had the lowest laugh, was amused, and this beautiful picture of handsome men and beauties in everyone's eyes was ruined. But it's not enough for them to get down by themselves, and their luggage will follow.

Guo Xiaoyun looked like she could be blown over by the wind. It would be no good if she stepped forward. Ding Cheng and An Jun went to take down all the luggage of the four of them. The staff also helped. It is true that the helicopter has been parked. The edge of the cliff is also not quite right.

They got it right here, and the three people from another helicopter had just arrived, and some of the film crews arrived, and some of them came to this place earlier to set up the shooting.

The seven of them stood in a row, and the cameras and sub-directors responsible for them were all ready, and the five-day survival in the wild was about to begin.

The seven people were discussing how to get a place together. When they were almost done discussing, the program group quietly informed them of a rule. Among all the luggage they brought, everyone could only pick one.

"What?" Ding Cheng probed again, vaguely feeling that he was hearing hallucinations. Since he could only use one, he and Qi Ling had to do so hard the day before yesterday, and he had to carry them all the way back. This is not What is a pitman.

Ding Cheng looked astonished, a little dazed, watching people want to rub his face, Jin Teng went over to confirm with the program team, and got the same result. At this moment, everyone was worried.

To sleep well, you must have sleeping bags and tents. To find food, you must have swimming goggles under the sea, underwater flashlights, looking for food in the jungle, and must have a machete, and a machete is too inefficient, at least two. It can be guaranteed that they can live in a place protected from wind and rain today.

With the addition of flint and pot, it's really hard to decide seven people and seven things.

After a heated discussion, three machete, if necessary, the machete can be made into a harpoon, a flint, a swimming goggles, a simple tent, and a sleeping bag.

The tent and sleeping bag are for Guo Xiaoyun, the only female guest. When she was waiting for the flight yesterday, her body began to become uncomfortable. If she survived for five days, she would definitely not be able to suffer the same cold as these men.

The tools were limited, and the urgency in everyone's hearts rose. The seven people were divided into three teams, one team stayed behind, and the other two teams, looking for places suitable for overnight stays in two directions, and by the way, they had to find all the food that can be eaten on the road.

Ding Cheng followed Jin Teng, An Jun and Tan Huayou, and the remaining three were looking for something to eat or use near the cliff.

"Have you watched our show?" Jin Teng asked Ding Cheng. He has a good impression of Ding Cheng so far, but this is only the beginning. The later you can see a person's behavior more clearly.

Ding Cheng hesitated when he heard the words, and shook his head, "Brother Jin, can I see if I go back?"

This program only became popular last year, when Ding Cheng was still studying abroad and running around. He will often watch domestic movies and TV shows, and he pays less attention to variety shows.

And Su Ya promised too suddenly, Ding Cheng had no extra time to prepare, otherwise he wouldn't be ignorant of the program's routines.

Jin Teng was amused by Ding Cheng, "Come here, I will teach you how to climb a tree."

At the top of the treetop, there seemed to be several half-golden fruits, like oranges and lemons, too far away to be able to see clearly.

Ding Cheng nodded, listened carefully to what Jin Teng said, and watched him demonstrate it again. He also tried to climb as an exercise, and then he climbed the top of the old high and picked the fruit that Jin Teng had missed.

He walked towards Jinteng as if holding the fruit and offering treasures, his expression and body language begging for praise.

The corner of Jin Teng's mouth curled up, and he patted Ding Cheng on the shoulder, "Not bad."

Ding Cheng's eyes lit up, he found his camera, sent the fruit to the camera, and said mysteriously, "Have you heard? Big Brother Jin praised me."

He really wants to "present treasures" to the person who only knows it well, and his smile spread to his eyes, as if he saw Qi Ling praise him.