The actor's little milk dog is A and soft

Because of Shen Qing's bloodbath on the Internet, even the comment section of "Long Song Gate" was in a mess, half of them praised him and half of them scolded him. Countless people were waiting to see how this farce would end.

However, Shen Qing did not respond.

Weibo has grown grass, and I haven't seen it yet.

Just when other artists wondered if he was hiding at home and crying, a group of people who were waiting to see the joke were completely speechless with a group of photos captured by the reporter at Nandu Airport.

In the photo, Ji Rufeng was wearing sunglasses and a scarf, pushing the suitcase with one hand, and holding Shen Qing who was beside him with the other, talking back to him.

Shen Qing, on the other hand, was wearing a gray bread jacket and a pair of water-polished jeans. His legs looked straight and long. He had a baseball cap on his head, the mask was pulled down to his chin, his cheeks were bulging, and he was holding a stick in his mouth. lollipop.

I don't know what Ji Rufeng said back, he seemed a little embarrassed.

The two of them were obviously going on a trip. They looked so happy, but there was no gloomy cloud of being blackmailed or scolded at all.

Netizens called it incredible——

Shen Qing, your big-heartedness is a bit too much. Who the hell is in the mood to go out for a trip after being hacked like this?Provocation!

He was not provocative, but simply happy.He would be happy to go abroad with Ji Rufeng, even if the netizens scolded him for another two months.

Moreover, he is indeed not afraid of being scolded. It is impossible to be gloomy. He has a very good attitude.

"Didn't you say business class?"

"There are few people in first class."

After sitting down, Shen Qing looked around and said in a daze, "It's just the two of us?"

Ji Rufeng reached out to take the blanket from the stewardess, said thank you, carefully covered his lap with the blanket, and said with a smile: "Baby, the space here is so small, even if I think of a bad idea, I can't use it Bar?"

Shen Qing nervously glanced at the stewardess who turned to leave, blushed and said in a low voice: "I didn't...I didn't mean that, can you keep your voice down?"

"No, I told you to speak louder last night, didn't you listen?"

Shen Qing pursed her lips and said, "It will disturb the neighbors."

Ji Rufeng couldn't help laughing, raised his eyes and said, "There are only the two of us living on that floor, why, are you afraid of disturbing the neighbors downstairs?"

Shen Qing is definitely a good citizen, nodded his head, and said seriously: "What we did last night...does it count as disturbing the people? He even came up to knock on the door."

Ji Rufeng shoved the binoculars into his hands, and said helplessly, "Baby, I swear he came up because of that smashed vase, not because of your voice, the sound insulation effect of every apartment in Yunhujingyuan is amazing." It’s top-notch, and no matter how loud you call it, he won’t be able to hear it.”

Speaking of that vase, Shen Qing drooped his eyes, and said a little sadly: "You bought that vase when you went to Colombia to play. It's been many years, right?"

I bought it when I was 15 years old when I was touring Europe. It has been many years.

But when he thought about last night when the vase was broken, Shen Qing only cared about the vase and went there, Ji Rufeng regretted how well he protected it back then.

It would be great if it was broken early, and I have to come out at a critical time to get in the way.

"That vase has no collection value. I just bought it because it was ugly and chic. I bought it to give away, but I forgot to take it with me on the day of Gu Minglang's engagement. It just happened to fall. Anyway, his marriage is ruined."

Shen Qing was still brooding: "That vase looks very expensive."

"Not expensive." Ji Rufeng opened his eyes and said nonsense, "Not as expensive as the ones in my collection room. If you really feel unhappy, I will ask Uncle Wang to pick another one for you later?"

Shen Qing suddenly looked at him, hesitantly said: "The collection room you mentioned, is it the one I... smashed five years ago?"

Ji Rufeng was stunned for a while, then subconsciously said: "You mean the one in the English castle? Uncle Wang said Song Yuning smashed it."

Later, he plotted against Song Yuning many times, not only because of being hypnotized by her, but also because she smashed his collection room.

He remembered returning to the old castle five years ago, when he saw the mess in the collection room, his eyes were frosty and cold, and he had the idea of ​​killing someone for the first time.

That day the castle was as quiet as death, even the noisiest parrot in the golden cage stopped barking—his mouth was tied up by the housekeeper.

Shen Qing said guiltily: "I'm sorry, I actually smashed it... She said very excessive things to me at that time, and I lost my hand and smashed it when I was in a hurry."

The collections on one wall are all smashed to pieces. This miss is really accurate.

But Ji Rufeng said kindly: "Actually, I wanted to change the collection room a long time ago."

"Aren't you angry?"

"of course not."

"But the housekeeper told me at the time that you liked that collection room very much. Except for him, even the servants were not allowed to go in and clean it."

Looking at his guilty look, Ji Rufeng was about to say "He lied to you, I don't really care at all", but the words stopped suddenly, paused for a while, and said: "He's right , I like that collection room very much, I like it very much. There are my collections for more than ten years, and each piece is brought back by me from thousands of miles away. There are many memories of me, and I like it very much.”

"Do you know why I broke Lu Qiuci's two ribs back then?"

Ji Rufeng said: "Because he broke the crystal craft I brought back from Ukraine."

"..."

Shen Qing thought of the debris all over the floor, his scalp went numb, and he moved aside calmly, but was taken by Ji Rufeng's debt-seeking face, and tremblingly grabbed the thin blanket on his lap, aggrieved Said: "Can I pay for it?"

Ji Rufeng smiled: "How to pay?"

Shen Qing was puzzled and said: "How much?"

"..." Ji Rufeng said, "How much do you pay for a night's sleep?"

Shen Qing looked at him in shock, and after a while he lowered his eyes, and said in a voice like a mosquito: "No one else will accept how much money you have, you... I don't want money, not even a penny, and you can pay it back."

He was clearly the one who dominated the two campuses and no one dared to mess with him, he was the one who blatantly wrote a love letter in the school magazine to challenge the school rules, he was the one who was forced to write obscene words on the bed...

It's so wild, so tough, and so turbulent, but when facing Ji Rufeng, even if it's just such a simple love sentence, she's so ashamed to say it.

Ji Rufeng leaned close to his ear and kissed affectionately: "My collection is very expensive because they have a price but no market, but you are different. You have a market but no price with me. Compared with you, they are not worthy."

Shen Qing covered his ears, his heart trembled violently, his face turned red.

When he was in high school, he had a brilliant literary talent, especially his love letters, which can be called a masterpiece.

But even he who wrote in the school magazine such exquisite words as "You are the beauty in the sky, you are the astonishment in the pen, I have searched all the ancient books of poetry and prose, and I can't describe it is second to none in the world", once faced Ji Ru When the wind blew his confession fiercely, his face was as red as two drunk red clouds in the sky.

Flustered and shy, when Ji Rufeng lifted his chin, his hands trembled as if he had Parkinson's syndrome, and he almost ran away.

Where is the slightest frivolity and publicity when he swipes ink.

This boy who writes his feelings all over the paper is so shy in reality that it makes people find it very interesting.

At that time, he contributed 520 love letters to the school magazine in a row, without revealing every single word, and he wanted to say nothing.

Ji Rufeng didn't have time to see anything, but his tactful words made the teacher think that he admired Li Bai, and even praised him publicly, so that all the students in the school could learn from him.

In the middle of the night, he hid under the quilt and bit the pillow until he was so angry that the pillow core was bitten to pieces.

He was angry from the heart, evil to the gallbladder.

The next morning, he secretly wrote an extremely straightforward and enthusiastic love letter in self-study, and at noon, he blocked Ji Rufeng in a corner, shaking his hands, took out the love letter from his pocket and stuffed it into his hand desperately.

Straining his neck, he said, "It's for you, hold it carefully."

Those who didn't know about the scene between the two of them at that time thought that the father came to pay the child's living expenses.

He kept his head down, not embarrassed to see Ji Rufeng's expression, and ran into the grove in one breath after stuffing the love letter.

Lying on the tree with red ears, smashing the tree and yelling madly in his heart that he is useless, run and run, if it doesn't work, just like what Haozi said, he will have to force him.

Could it be that he was able to resist himself with that weak look?

Then he fumbled in his pocket, and found out the love letter that he wrote with great effort, which he thought was very straightforward and not vulgar.

And the one dollar breakfast money in my pocket is gone.

Very good, he has really become a living allowance.

That day he lay on the tree trunk and cried for a long time, crying heartbreakingly, he was a thousand miles away from the school bully who led a gang of younger brothers to fight yesterday afternoon.

When Haozi saw him when he was going into the grove, he was frightened to death: "It's not brother, you two have developed so fast, you both came directly to the grove?! No, where is the kid? Gone? Why are you crying, bro? No will be……"

He jumped up straight away: "Isn't he dissatisfied with your skills?! Brother, come here, I'll show you. It stands to reason that your development should be pretty good. Maybe it's your skills..."

Shen Qing beat Haozi up, and then Haozi lay on the tree crying heartbreakingly, Shen Qing wiped away her tears, stepped on the class bell and went back to the classroom sullenly.

As soon as he sat down, Ji Rufeng smiled at him and said, "Thank you for the dollar, the iced Coke is delicious."

After listening, Shen Qing's eyes turned red again.

Ji Rufeng looked at him inexplicably, and said silently: "It's only one yuan, what are you doing..."

Shen Qing was still crying, crying with tears streaming down his face.

When she was crying hard, two slender fingers came into her eyes, pushed the two dollars from the table, and said, "I'll pay you one more dollar as interest, okay?"

Those fingers were extremely beautiful, slender and fair, with round nails, as clean as red plums reflecting snow, Shen Qing's heart throbbed for a moment, and he couldn't help but reached out to press the two banknotes.

But he pressed the wrong position on purpose, seemingly unintentionally, but actually pressed on Ji Rufeng's finger on purpose.

In an instant, my heart beat faster, as if it was about to jump out.

Ji Rufeng didn't move, just when Shen Qing thought he was scared by him and was about to take it back.

Suddenly something blocked the light, blocking his view, and that of those around him.

With Ji Rufeng's free hand, he suddenly grabbed the folder on the table, blocking the two figures.

Shen Qing only felt that the light dimmed, but before he could react, his lips were already cold and soft.

The cicadas were singing outside the window, just like the beating heartbeat that day.