Rebirth is evenly matched

Inspection results are expedited processing.

At that time, Qin Yin had already fallen asleep, and Cen Xuan had to be by his side. Whenever Cen Xuan took half a step, he would open his eyes in a daze.

Although he sleeps much better now than before, Cen Xuan still doesn't dare to go against him. He can only be wronged and locked in his arms as a pillow, holding his phone and poking his head to the other side, talking to Du Ko discusses the results.

The door was pushed open a crack without a sound.

From top to bottom, two heads glued together are exposed.

Cen Xuan curled his lips in disgust.

Isn't it just showing affection, as if no one has it.

"Hurry up and get out! Ah Yin is easy to wake up!"

Cen Xuan showed Wei on his mobile phone.

"Bah! As long as you don't move, he won't be able to wake up. Why... How long have you been sleeping?"

Cen Xuan glanced outside and realized that the message was actually from Qiao Hui.

Ha ha--

The two are now inseparable.

"One and a half hours!"

Cen Xuan didn't dare to move, he maintained a posture, his body almost froze, but he still didn't dare to move.

Only two arms are free.

The man was lying on his side, with his arms across his body, embracing him directly, and pressing his head on one of his shoulders, as if he was being put on a giant pillow.

"It's almost time to wake up. If I sleep again, I'll have a headache. I'll take the medicine and I'll be fine."

Du Ke quickly replied.

Cen Xuan curled his lips again, put away the phone, tried to turn sideways, and changed his posture.

He hugged the man in his arms.

Qin Yin didn't sleep deeply, so he woke up the moment Cen Xuan was moving.

But I don't want to open my eyes, and... I don't want to move.

"Ok?"

He raised his limp arm, and clasped the little guy in his arms unceremoniously, with sleepy eyes, "What's wrong?"

Cen Xuan smiled and went to kiss him, "It's time to wake up!"

Qin Yin let out a "huh", but still didn't want to move, "Sleep for a while..."

He slept well, his dizziness eased a little, and he didn't want to get up because he was accompanied by his beloved big pillow.

"I can't sleep anymore, I'm going to have a headache later!"

Cen Xuan wouldn't let him torment like this, and made trouble with him for a while, forcing him to get up.

Although this person's current physical condition is stable and healthy, and he has no other physical problems, but in terms of physical fitness, he is still far behind.

Hypoglycemia, hypotension, anorexia, weak intestines and stomach, vomiting and diarrhea after eating something wrong, although it is not too serious, but it is very exhausting to rely on it all the time.

Qin Yin still didn't remember, his eyes were half-opened and half-closed, and from the corner of his vision, he saw Cen Xuan lying on his side, pulling his hair.

"doing what?"

The man's voice when he first woke up was low and hoarse, with a hint of laziness, and it came to his ears one after another.

"Your hair has grown so long—"

Cen Xuan pawed for a while, then suddenly laughed to himself, quacking like a big duck that didn't know what to do: "Ayin, I have a photo of your bald head!"

Before he could finish laughing, the back of his neck was pinched, and he was pinned to the bed.

"Uuuuuuu..."

Cen Xuan was caught off guard and thumped twice before twisting his head out. When the hand on the back of his neck was released, the phone was also snatched.

"Oh! Give it to me quickly! I'll send it to my little nephew!"

Cen Xuan jumped up and down to snatch it, but Qin Yin sideways avoided him, and quickly found the picture and opened it.

The blue veins on the forehead couldn't help jumping up happily.

Cen Xuan rushed over, coiled Qin Yin, and snatched it with his hands. The man squinted his eyes, and in the gap between being robbed of the phone, he threw it away.

The mobile phone came out of his hand in a parabola, crossed the small table from the foot of the bed, and then fell to the wall. With a "snap", Cen Xuan was stunned.

"Ow ooh..."

cell phone!His mobile phone!

This time he was sober, no matter how sleepy he was, he was clearly disturbed.

When Qin Yin got up, he was still very dizzy. He sat on the head of the bed for a long time before he recovered.

Cen Xuan jumped out of bed with bare feet to pick up the phone, fiddled with the black screen phone over and over again, then ran back dejectedly, and pointed to Qin Yin angrily.

"broken!"

The man raised his eyelids, and was propping his forehead against the dizziness, when he heard this, he snorted softly: "Buy a new one."

When Cen Xuan heard this, his eyes widened, "No money! Poor!"

so bad!He managed to catch the bald side of that person, and took a lot of photos to laugh at him, but...he just fell like this?

"Didn't you save a lot of dowry?"

Qin Yin raised his eyebrows, and his eyes were full of smiles, "Why...is this enough?"

Cen Xuan turned his head away, very angry, and didn't want to talk to this person.

How pretty to be bald. If it wasn't for the bald head, he wouldn't have noticed that Qin Yin's forehead is so round.

To be honest, is it really full? It is suitable to play the abbot master of Shaolin Temple.

Cen Xuan touched his forehead to compare, but the result was a pity, his forehead was not round enough.

Although he played the role of a little monk when he first debuted, um... his forehead is not flat, but compared to the fullness of Qin Yin's forehead, it is really embarrassing.

It can be regarded as insignificant.

When Du Ke came in, Cen Xuan happened to run out angrily, with an unhappy expression on his face.

"You provoked him again?"

Du Ke rubbed his chin, a little funny, "He also dropped his cell phone, and that guy has a bad temper, you really—"

Qin Yin snorted softly and didn't care: "Who made that kid dare to take ugly photos of me?"

"Oh! Is that the bald head?"

Qiao Hui followed in step by step, smiling, "A Yin, I don't know if you have seen the little monk that Cen Xuan played when he debuted."

The man turned his head in surprise.

"Here! Here it is."

Qiao Hui adjusted the phone, handed it over, and stuck behind Du Ke with a suppressed smile, waiting to see Qin Yin's reaction.

They didn't know each other at that time, and Cen Xuan was just a fledgling boy who had just graduated and had no scenes to shoot, and would take on some very small roles.

For example - the little monk.

There are not too many shots, but Qin Yin watched it three or five times over and over again, and watched it with gusto.

"It's pretty cute."

The man was in a good mood, and even drank the medicine that Du Ke brought over in one gulp, without the usual push and push.

"It's a pity that he quit the circle." Qin Yin touched his chin, thinking to himself: "Otherwise, we can give him the role of abbot."

Qiao Hui almost spit out a mouthful of water.

"Hahahahaha-"

He talked about Du Ke, laughed and coughed, "Hey? Don't tell me, Doctor Du, I want to see it too, do you want to? Or let's form a group..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Cen Xuan standing at the door with his hips akimbo, glaring at him.

The big orange at the feet yawned lazily, and meowed twice at the right time.