Kiss you again like a baby [entertainment circle]

Qiu Suyun turned off the range hood and brought out the fried dishes.Jiang Chuling watched, and walked over to help, but was quickly grabbed by Qu Ming beside him: "It's hot, let me do it. Mom, go and rest for a while, wipe off your sweat, don't catch a cold when it's cold today."

"Yes, Xiao Jiang, you don't have to be restrained when you come to the house." Qiu Suyun smiled, "Qu Ming, finally sensible? Or do you want to show courteousness in front of Xiao Jiang?"

Qu Ming walked out with the tray in his hand: "How can I, Mom. I'm afraid your daughter-in-law will burn her hands, and the mother of the family will catch a cold. Can my family's affairs be called being courteous? I neither rape nor steal."

When cooking in the kitchen, in order to prevent the smell of oily smoke from spreading to the living room, the door is closed during the whole cooking process, so the temperature in the kitchen is high and warm.Qiu Suyun was really hot, with beads of sweat hanging on his forehead.She seldom put on makeup when she was at home. Today, in order to see that Jiang Chuling could look younger, she specially put on foundation and lipstick, but now she was sweating and put on makeup.

However, Qiu Suyun looked good, and she said cheerfully as she untied her apron, "Xiao Jiang, go and sit down. Are you hungry? Mom allows you to eat first, so I won't wait for Qu Ming's father."

"I'm not hungry, thank you mom." Jiang Chuling hesitated, stood in the kitchen for a while, then walked to the edge of the sink, "I'll go and set the dishes! You've been busy for a long time."

Jiang Chuling said, counted the count, and took the bowls and chopsticks and spoons for four people to the living room.

Qiu Suyun wiped off his sweat, thinking to himself: "Is this a treasure? Qu Ming, that brat, where did I find such a well-behaved and obedient child?"

Jiang Chuling was really hungry. After stepping out of the kitchen, the smell of food wafted across the room, making him salivate, wishing he could wolf down with his chopsticks.Inopportunely, his stomach growled again.

It's really unsatisfactory!

Why does this stomach keep betraying him!

Obviously he used to be able to live without food and rely on sunshine and rain! ! !

Jiang Chuling touched his stomach, frowned slightly, and even slowed down his walking posture several times, as if he was so troubled that he didn't want to move anymore.

Qu Ming heard it, and smiled: "What are you doing, begging for food with four bowls? Come quickly."

"!" Jiang Chuling trotted over.

"Hey. Be careful! I'm calling you, are you in a hurry again?" Qu Ming laughed to death, "If you slip and fall, you will not only break the bowl, but also hurt yourself, and I will ask you to pay. It will not be four It's as simple as a bowl, and I promise you with your body, Jiang Chuling."

"..." Oh, the obedient and obedient baby slowed down and looked at him with his neck curled up, "I will promise it with... body! Brother likes me, and I like brother too, it's only natural?"

Qu Ming choked, when did Jiang Chuling do this?

"Brother!" Jiang Chuling blinked when he walked in front of him, "Can't I promise you with my body if I don't fall?"

Jiang Chuling's soft black hair hung in front of his forehead, his pupils were pitch black, and he was extremely serious.The words are obviously unintentional, but they can always arouse a burst of heat in Qu Ming's lower abdomen.He stared at Jiang Chuling as he opened and closed his words, his small and soft lips were so seductive that he was close at hand.

Simply after they served the dishes and set the tableware, Qu Yilin happened to open the door and come in, saving Jiang Chuling's stomach from death.

Qu Yilin was carrying a briefcase, with a displeased face on his face: "It takes eight lifetimes of bad luck to meet a Li Mingwei, right? He was supposed to be back early in the afternoon, so he insisted on dragging me to see the land in the Eastern District. He didn't invest in the entertainment industry." So, will you share a share with me again? Let me see..."

"What are you looking at? Damn, put your bad temper away, Xiao Jiang will be scared by you!" Qiu Suyun pointed to Qu Ming's side, "Don't you still regret that they left in the afternoon? Now that they stayed, you can't be happier ?"

Jiang Chuling, who was suddenly named, shook his head, and quickly pulled the stool beside him: "No, no, the mental quality is not bad! Uncle, come quickly..."

Qiu Suyun: "You call me mom instead..."

Jiang Chuling just froze, glanced to the left and right, and quickly changed his words: "Dad..."

"..." Qu Ming always felt that Qiu Suyun raised his fist at Qu Yilin.

Qu Yilin sat down, although he was in a bad mood, but he managed to squeeze out a dumbfounding smile: "Xiao Jiang, don't be restrained, just treat yourself as one of your own."

Qu Ming watched the happy scene, and felt for the first time that it was so easy to come out in front of his parents!This is so open to parents!

After that, the four of them ate happily.

After the meal, Jiang Chuling scrambled to wash the dishes.Ever since he learned how to do housework after filming, Qu Ming cooks almost all the meals. He washes the dishes, and the division of labor is reasonable, just like a good family helper.For Jiang Chuling today, washing dishes is a skillful job...

Add dish soap, turn on the faucet, take out the cleaning ball...

Then, Jiang Chuling, who was not very familiar with the speed at which the water was released from the pool, approached with a bowl, and was caught off guard by the water spraying his whole body.

The drowned chicken Jiang Chuling: "..."

The wet clothes are translucent.

【elder brother!Waiting online is very urgent! 】

However, the original body has not lived here for a long time, Qu Ming rummaged through boxes and cabinets, and finally took out a pair of pajamas... probably two years ago, Qu Ming pawed at his body twice, compared it, and found that he could wear it!

Now that he can wear them, Jiang Chuling must be even better.

"No! You can't watch me change clothes!"

"Where did I not touch you?"

"... Just touch it, don't look at me!" Jiang Chuling was in a stalemate, Qu Ming didn't turn his head away, and he just froze on the spot without even taking off his clothes.

Qu Ming couldn't help laughing, and when he turned his head, he saw a tinge of red in Jiang Chuling's ears.

I'm so ashamed.Qu Ming thought, because he is a mimosa?So once you are touched, you can't wait to hide from others.People are like grass names.

After the change, Qu Ming stared wide-eyed, completely dumbfounded!

The pajamas were already loose, and I don't know if they were washed loose or slept loose, Jiang Chuling's neckline was drooping, and it was almost exposed.The white and thin body is tender and delicate, and the place where the clothes are rubbed is slightly red, as if a few strawberries have been planted lightly!

And in this case!Jiang Chuling's slender legs without a trace of fat were exposed to the air!The hem of the pajamas just covered Jiang Chuling's butt.His pants and clothes were all wet and he couldn't wear them, so except for a pair of underwear, Jiang Chuling's bottom was completely vacuum.

especially……

The upturned and rounded arc pushed up the pajamas.

Until Qu Ming finished the housework, Jiang Chuling still had Jiang Chuling's slender waist, long legs and hips in his mind.The brain is hot, a certain place is hot, and the apex of the heart is also hot.

So much so that Qiu Suyun knocked on the door and asked, "Xiao Jiang, do you want to have a room alone or with Qu Ming..."

Qu Ming was straightforward, with hot eyes: "Of course I will stay with me."

Jiang Chuling subconsciously covered the important parts!

[Brother, bad. 】

After taking a shower and lying on the same bed, Qu Ming suspected that he would not be able to do Liu Xiahui for long, especially when he remembered that Jiang Chuling brought him the feeling in his dream, he actually had a taste for it.

Jiang Chuling didn't notice Qu Ming's increasingly aggressive eyes.When he came back to this room for the first time, with a mimosa attitude, he naturally didn't look around much.Now he appears in human form, curious about the childhood photos of Qu Ming hanging on the wall.

"Brother!" Jiang Chuling pointed, "You were so pretty when you were young."

Qu Ming held back his heavy breathing: "Yes."

Jiang Chuling turned his back to him, unaware that behind the buttocks, separated by some air, the thing facing him was becoming more and more dangerous.

He unconsciously pouted his buttocks: "I want to hear the story of your childhood! Brother, look at that photo, why did you smile so happily before!"

"..." Qu Ming paused.

He thought, the person in the photo is not him.

Just look the same.

Qu Ming put it another way: "Huh? I forgot."

Jiang Chuling: "It's impossible to forget everything! Is there any fun in that! It's okay without photos, I can make up the pictures with my brain!"

"Yes. Let me say the one with the deepest memory." Qu Ming's thoughts wandered, thinking of what to say, "When I was young, parents like to enroll their children in interest classes. Do you understand interest classes? They are musical instruments, dancing... training Artistic sentiment and expertise.”

Jiang Chuling nodded.

Qu Ming recalled: "My mother said that I could hold a pen when I was born, and when others just learned to draw duck eggs, I could draw stick figures without any teaching. So when I had a memory, she gave me a pen. Go to a sketching class to learn how to draw."

"But I like the traditional Chinese painting next door. I especially like to paint with brushes and paints..." Qu Ming said, suddenly his shoulders trembled and he laughed, "The teacher in the Chinese painting class next door is an old man. The painting that is dizzy into a ball of ink is showing off, and they even praised me for my good painting."

Jiang Chuling didn't think this joke was funny at all!

Qu Ming added: "Actually, I think I may be born with a talent for drawing. Look, you are so beautiful now. But in fact, no matter whether it is traditional Chinese painting, sketching or drawing manga later, I have never studied it seriously. Painting, it seems—"

It seems that he has done thousands of times to draw a picture, forming muscle memory, long before he was born.