The group pet green tea dressed as cannon fodder really young master

Well, Qi Xiuzhu ignored him, so he ignored Qi Xiuzhu.

Wen Cha had sex with Qi Xiuzhu.In fact, it is easy for him to show weakness, but he just doesn't want to regress today.

The evening wind howled, blowing warm tea a little bit, small goose bumps appeared on the back of the neck, and the already fair complexion was almost transparent.

In just a few seconds, the wind died down, and the warm tea is not blind, so of course it can be found that Qi Xiuzhu quietly changed to the seat with the air vent to help him block the cold wind.

Like a switch, he lowered his head, tears pooled in his eyes, and his voice became crying:

"Why are you killing me?"

At first, I wanted to pretend to cry in a hurry, but it turned out that I was really tired recently. I didn’t have a fragrant and soft bed at home.

The overwhelming grievances were about to cover him, he tried his best to hold back his tears, sniffed his nose and bit his lips, crying far less beautifully than usual, like a little beast with teeth and claws.

Qi Xiuzhu sighed, immediately surrendered, and bent over to wrap his arms around him: "Warm tea, are you tired?"

The warm tea pushed it away, but did not push it, and continued to play:

"I don't like you, you are cold and violent to me!"

Come on, what's the point of fighting?

Qi Xiuzhu just didn't like Wen Cha's solution of being obedient and avoiding the past in everything he did. He waited for him to give a reply, but it made Wen Cha cry.

He took off his coat and put it on Wen Cha's body, and asked, "Who abused you? Didn't you just disappear?"

Who is worse than him?I just did some happy things with the person I like, but in the end, the person I like directly performed the body disappearing technique. I found out after asking. Everyone found out that Wen Cha was on a variety show, only he didn't understand.

The voice of warm tea was still crying: "Where am I missing? I just participated in a program normally. You don't care about me, so you have the nerve to kill me."

The warm tea didn't give Qi Xiuzhu a chance to interrupt at all, so he babbled and pointed out:

"Besides, you still call me Wen Cha, even by first and last name, it's so indifferent!"

He babbled and made up a few accusations against Qi Xiuzhu, and his mood finally improved a lot. It's not his turn to be humble.

Qi Xiuzhu also summed up the experience of getting along with warm tea. The tea master chose not to drink this bowl of tea, and said a word without beginning and end: "Go to the car."

Wen Cha tightly gripped his jacket in surprise: "No, uncle, why are you so hungry, this doesn't seem too good."

Qi Xiuzhu: ...

"Where do you want to go, there is a heating and air conditioner in the car, don't stand outside and blow the cold wind."

"Oh." Disappointed, Wen Cha realized that his thinking was wrong, and immediately complained, "You say I'm stupid?"

Obediently following Qi Xiuzhu and sitting in the back seat, Qi Xiuzhu reached out to turn on the air conditioner in the front seat, and then went around to sit with him in the back seat.

Warm Cha leaned over, closed his eyes and kissed Qi Xiuzhu. There was a cool and icy mint smell in the other's mouth. After the lips and teeth touched, the heat slowly rose.He raised his neck, and unconsciously wanted to put his hand on Qi Xiuzhu, but when he was still in the air, Qi Xiuzhu's gentle and strong hand grabbed his hand and wrapped it around him.

The car was full of their slightly ambiguous breathing, Qi Xiuzhu's eyes were a little loose, and his other hand was still on the back of Wen Cha's head, gently stroking his hair.

Wen Cha wiped off the water stains on his lips with a tissue: "Okay, just ask me if you have anything to say."

Qi Xiuzhu thought that the kiss just now was another way for Wen Cha to act coquettishly and not want to answer the question, but he didn't expect Wen Cha to propose it on his own initiative. Instead, he couldn't figure out the other party's mind, so he asked carefully:

"Why did you escape here?"

After warming the tea, he entered the invincible sage mode: "Zheng Mingzhong said that you want to propose to me, I am afraid that you will drag me into the grave of marriage"

That's right, he has this attitude:

I was wrong, but I dare you next time.

Wen Xiaocha is the best green tea!

How could Qi Xiuzhu not feel that Wen Chaming's eyes and brows were still full of spring, and his whole body was as lazy as if he had no bones, but his waist was straight.

He was angry and funny: "Zheng Mingzhong made a mistake. I helped my mother get it. She lost her wedding ring, so she ordered another one."

Warm tea draws the tone:

"Oh……"

Reasonable and quirky, and a bit embarrassing for warm tea.

The dog beats Zheng Mingzhong, and he will kill you after he goes out.

If he's wrong and she's wrong, it won't be his fault. Classmate Wen Cha played with Qi Xiu's well-articulated and inexplicably astringent fingers: "Oh, I knew I wouldn't be here, I want to go home."

"Get you out?" Qi Xiuzhu was accommodating, probably because of psychological effects, he felt that Wen Cha's chin was pointed again, and he lost some weight.

Wen Cha paused: "Forget it."

It's hard work, but it's fun.

"Why did you come? Didn't the director not allow family members to visit?" Wen Cha asked back.

"Add additional investment to the program group, and the director agrees."

Understood, ordinary family members can't do it, but the benefactor's father can.

Qi Xiuzhu asked: "Would you like to talk to the program team for you?"

Wen Cha didn't answer, and thought for a moment to do calculations in his mind: "Oh, I managed to steal money from the director. If you made additional investment, wouldn't it still be the director's money?"

"When I heard that I was going to get married, I ran faster than anyone else. At this time, my money is your money again?" Qi Xiuzhu didn't know what to use to vent his anger, so he pinched Wen Cha's delicate earlobe, and ordered the warm tea. Self-awareness.

Wen Cha didn't even pay attention to it, but he found out when Qi Xiuzhu said it. He let go of his hands and sat in Qi Xiuzhu's arms, hanging around his neck: "You found out."

Qi Xiuzhu supported him, kissed him tenderly on his neck, and sighed softly from the depths of his throat: "Wencha, if you don't like it, I won't make it."

The warm tea table paused invisibly, tightened the surrounding arms, and buried the whole person into the opponent's arms.

The sandalwood scented by Qi Xiuzhu has changed a bit lately. It used to be pure cold, but recently it has been mixed with the miscellaneous and experimental perfume smell from the warm tea.

Rubbing warm tea reluctantly for a few times, he remembered the business: "How long are you going to stay here?"

Qi Xiuzhu said: "I still have something to do at home. I'll go back tomorrow and stay in a hotel in town tonight."

"Then tell my brother, let's take a look at Wen Leshui and my adoptive parents' house..."

Wen Cha suspected that the two had nothing to do with each other, but he must have issued a paternity report to prove the facts after he made a mistake at the time. He changed the way of thinking: "You ask my brother to check whether there is any problem with the inspection agency that issued our paternity report. I'll talk about the rest after I finish recording the show."

Qi Xiuzhu didn't know why, so he just agreed: "Okay."

Wen Cha glanced at the time displayed on the car. Going back too late would disturb Grandma Chen's sleep. He reluctantly came out of Qi Xiuzhu's arms: "I'm going back to sleep. Good night, uncle. Don't bully me in your dreams."

Come on, being able to say this again means that the warm tea has returned.

The hands they held together have not been loosened yet, Qi Xiuzhu pressed the soft dimple on Wen Cha's hand: "Do you want to go to the hotel with me?"

"Uncle! You've gone too far, I really can't do it!" Wen Cha responded very sympathetically.

Qi Xiuzhu is used to it: he just wanted warm tea to rest better, but he was misunderstood again.

Wen Cha smiled and then kissed the corner of Qi Xiuzhu's mouth: "Thank you, uncle, but let's get closer, I'm too lazy to bother."

He jumped out of the car and waved to Qi Xiuzhu and ran into the house. Facing Grandma Chen's teasing smile and the video camera brother's eager eyes, he greeted them happily: "Good night, grandma, good night, little brother."

The greasy and crooked dates are indeed the source of vitality, and now he feels that he can make Wen Wen herd a hundred sheep.

Falling asleep counting the sheep, waking up with lukewarm tea and looking in the mirror, the sweetness of last night was gone.

When Qi Xiuzhu kissed his neck yesterday, he left a hickey, which was light red and very obvious.

How is this photogenic?

Grandma Chen covered her mouth and snickered, helping him think of a solution: "You take the scarf you knitted."

After everyone gathered, without exception, they found that Wen Cha was wearing a crooked red scarf with sparse stitches today, and his face was a bit smelly.

It was also discovered that there was a handsome young man who stood out from the crowd in the group of directors.

"Isn't that Qi Xiuzhu?"

"How did he come?"

"Are you looking for warm tea?"

Their gazes flicked between Qi Xiuzhu and Wencha, but the warm tea didn't move, its neck was raised like a proud little swan, and the red scarf around its neck fluttered in the wind.

After just meeting Qi Xiuzhu, Wen Cha gave him a cold look. He didn't understand what he did wrong again, and the little ancestor turned his face faster than he turned a book.

Chen Shishi's eyes lit up when she saw Qi Xiuzhu, while Wen Leshui continued to bury her head, turning her head slightly, and Qi Xiuzhu's figure was all over her peripheral vision.

The host started today's stick reading task: "After a day of hard work yesterday, I believe that everyone has initially felt the village and human feelings of Xinghua Village, and they are happy with the villagers. Then I will announce today's task."

A bold little brother complained: "Director, you force us to do farm work every day, how can we have time to create?"

The director looked surprised: "Ah? Is that so? I don't know, you are so good, I believe you can do it."

Everyone: ... If you are not beautiful enough, don't imitate sister Zhiling, otherwise it will be like being possessed by something.

As soon as Wen Cha opened his mouth, the director's cold sweat broke out.The father who invested in warm tea is behind him.Originally, he was afraid of Wen Cha, but now that Wen Cha said a word, he wanted to kneel down and beg for mercy immediately.

"Are we still herding sheep today?" Wen Cha asked.

"No, no, no!" The director stammered anxiously.

"Okay." Wen Cha was still a little disappointed.

After yesterday's play, he quite likes sheep herding-automatically outputs sheep herding, and uses his mouth to instruct others to herd sheep.

If Qi Xiuzhu hadn't left yet, he might be able to see Qi Xiuzhu herding sheep.

The director wiped off his cold sweat, not understanding why there was dissatisfaction on Wen Cha's face.

Fortunately, the host rescued him in time: "Okay, today we need to go to the town to find something that can improve the happiness of the villagers. After finding the No.1 voted by the villagers, you can make a request. Next, everyone Go eat breakfast first."

The students who still have questions to ask quickly shut up, picked up chopsticks and sat down at the set up table.

The breakfast on the table includes all kinds of congee such as eight-treasure porridge, millet porridge, fried eggs, peanuts, fried dough sticks and other side dishes, which makes people exclaim:

"When did the stingy director become so generous!"

"Is the program group rich? Got rich?"

The smart friend moved his little head and realized: "Is Qi Xiuzhu investing? Is that right, warm tea?"

The only person present who could have a connection with Qi Xiuzhu was Uncle Qi Xiuzhu, who was named Wen Cha after a brief marriage with Qi's family.

As soon as that friend asked, he regretted it. Which pot should not be opened and which pot should be mentioned. When talking about Qi Xiuzhu, he would think of the Qi family.

The warm tea whose lungs were not so fragile but was indeed angry with Qi Xiuzhu replied coldly: "I don't know, I'm not familiar with him."

While drinking the porridge, everyone felt sorry for the warm tea, and at the same time angered Qi Xiuzhu needlessly with condemning eyes.

Qi Xiuzhu, who was exceptionally innocent, felt a little cold on the skin of his neck, inexplicably thinking of the ugly red scarf on Wen Cha's neck, some wanted to laugh, and some wanted Wen Cha to knit one for him too.

The director didn't understand why the gold master suddenly laughed, and immediately raised his hairs, and activated the emergency mechanism: "Mr. Qi, do you have any suggestions for us?"

Qi Xiuzhu returned to his senses, shook his head and said, "No."

He intends to take care of Wen Cha, but Wen Cha seems to be in control of the entire program group, and there is no room for him to be a hero to save the beauty.

"You've worked hard." He nodded towards the director, planning to meet with Wen Cha for the last time before leaving.

Wen Cha calculated the time when Qi Xiuzhu was going to leave. After breakfast, he came out first and wanted to tell Qi Xiuzhu what he had mentioned to Wen Rong last night.

In the end, before he reached the place where the director team was, he met Qi Xiuzhu first——

and Chen Shishi.

Chen Shishi raised her head and looked at Qi Xiuzhu with admiration, and was saying something to him.

Not far away, Wen Leshui was leaning against the corner of the wall, hesitating, maybe waiting for Chen Shishi to finish his speech before continuing.

Three pillars, world famous paintings.

Wen Cha folded his arms and admired it for a while. If he didn't have a mobile phone, he would definitely take a picture and treasure it forever.

The expression on Chen Shishi's face was extremely shy, and she stomped her feet from time to time. Most people would hide away like Wen Leshui and not disturb them.

But warm tea was different, he whistled idly, Chen Shishi's smile was stuck on his face, and his face turned green.

He approached them, and leaning against Qi Xiuzhu's shoulder, he climbed onto him like a boneless person, delicately: "Uncle, sister, what are you talking about, I want to hear it too, okay?" .”

After finishing speaking, she turned her head and smiled at Wen Leshui who was about to leave in the corner when she saw the situation was not good: "Sister will not mind, do you want to join together?"

Qi Xiuzhu: ...