Quick Transmigration: White Moonlight Self-Rescue Guide

After a while, Qin Yuheng no longer restricted the use of his mobile phone, and it seemed that his defensiveness towards him gradually disappeared.

Regardless of whether he still pays attention to the shares of the Qi family in his heart, he may at least believe that he is not pretending to have amnesia.

Qi Hsinchu also remembered the last time He Ling asked him for a WeChat account, and planned to register a WeChat account for himself. After all, he is still alive, isn't he?

At that time, Qin Yuheng was sitting beside him dealing with documents. He was always very busy. After all, one person had to deal with so many things of the Qin Group, like a helmsman driving a huge ship.

Qi Hsinchu was sitting cross-legged on the ground wearing an off-white sweater. His skin was white, and his whole body looked warm. The ground was covered with a thick cashmere blanket. Even with bare feet, it would not make people feel cold. Leaning on Qin Yuheng's knee, he handed over his mobile phone.

The above is the page for registering WeChat ID.

Qi Xinzhu asked: "What name do you think I should choose?"

Qin Yuheng glanced down, "Why do you suddenly think of registering this?"

"He Ling told me. He said that now almost everyone has a WeChat account, otherwise it would be very inconvenient to contact."

Qi Xinzhu seemed defenseless and showed him the chat between him and He Ling.

"It's because I don't go out very much now, but I will always go out in the future. It's inconvenient not to have WeChat."

Hearing these words, Qin Yuheng's heart gradually sank again. In his heart, he just needs to stay by his side, and he will handle everything.

The two of them left each other's phone numbers yesterday, but since they didn't have WeChat, they could only keep in touch with each other by text message after they made a phone call once.

The two got along very well, and they sent more than a hundred text messages, and Qi Xinzhu couldn't stretch his fingers all at once.

Qin Yuheng's tone was inexplicable suddenly: "He really likes you." As far as he knew, He Ling was actually a very arrogant person, after all, he was a wealthy child since he was a child.

What he thought was right, this face alone is enough for most people to like him, isn't he also affected to some extent?

Qi Xinzhu nodded as if he didn't understand, and said, "He asked me to go skiing tomorrow, and I agreed."

When Qin Yuheng lowered his head, Qi Xinzhu was also looking at him.

Qin Yuheng said, "Huh?"

"Do you agree?" Qi Xinzhu turned his head to look at him with burning eyes.

Qin Yuheng asked: "Is my opinion important?"

The other party seemed very dissatisfied with his answer, and immediately replied: "Of course it is important. Your opinion is always the most important thing to me. If you don't agree, I won't go."

Qin Yuheng reached out and stroked his hair, "Go, I will prepare a driver for you tomorrow."

Qi Hsinchu agreed obediently and cleverly.

Only then did I think of the topic.

"You haven't told me yet, what name should I choose?" Qi Xinzhu thought for a while and asked, "What's the name of your WeChat account?"

Qin Yuheng showed him his private WeChat account, and it was similar to what he had imagined, it was just a single character Qin for the surname.

The profile picture is a sunset in an unknown city, the sky is dyed purple, and a little orange light shines from it. Although it is a sunset, it is also gorgeous enough, as if the sun has exhausted its last strength to make another beautiful scene.

Qi Xinzhu suddenly stopped talking, and lowered his head to fiddle with something. Qin Yuheng ignored him and continued to read the document.

After about 5 minutes, he brought up the mobile phone and showed it to him, like a child asking for credit.

"Hey, how's it going?" He had a clear smile on his face, triumphant.

Qin Yuheng saw the WeChat account on the phone, and the nickname on it had already been set, which was the same as Qin Yuheng's.

He only has a single character "Qi", which seems to be hand-painted by himself. His head is a sunrise by the sea.

Qin Yuheng smiled lightly, but felt a strange sense of satisfaction in his heart. He patted his head with his index finger: "Should I charge you a creative fee?"

Qi curled his lips, this person is too incomprehensible, he is so romantic!

"What, you don't understand anything at all."

Qin Yuheng felt childish when he heard his words.

"Okay, I don't understand anything, then tell me." Qin Yuheng smiled slightly, and looked at him with a faint smile.

Qi Xinzhu looked into his smiling eyes and was silent for a moment.

Said: "This is called couple name and couple portrait."

Qin Yuheng's heart skipped a beat, but before he could be moved, he heard him whispering: "It seems that there is really a generation gap, you old man."

Qin Yuheng's slight heartbeat just now was calmed down by the words later, and he even wanted to laugh a little.

Very good, he found that this person is getting more and more courageous now.

Of course Qi Xinzhu found that he was angry and was about to run away.

But he didn't expect Qin Yuheng to be one step ahead of him. Before he had time to stand up, he squatted down and clasped his ankles with his hands.

He could only maintain this twisted posture with his hands behind his back, half lying on the ground, facing Qin Yuheng.

They weren't close, but their physical contact couldn't be ignored. The breathing of the two of them was intertwined, and they were ambiguous.

The two of them were deadlocked on the cashmere carpet in an ambiguous posture, as if no one had noticed.

Qin Yuheng grabbed his feet and said in a low voice, "What's the matter, do you think I'm too old?"

Qi Xinzhu was very stubborn, and even so he refused to give in, and said, "That's right, He Ling said that there is a generation gap of three years old, and there is a seven-year difference between the two of us."

He did the math and said, "There's almost two and a half generation gaps!"

Qin Yuheng thought to himself: what happened to him at 28 years old?It was a very good age for a man, obviously he still felt that he was in his prime, and in the eyes of this child, he was already an old man.

The corners of Qin Yuheng's mouth twitched, and his breath became smooth again, telling himself not to care about a child. It was rare for him to make a joke, but no one thought it was funny, "Isn't it good for old men? Old men can hurt people."

When Qi Xinzhu heard what he said, his face blushed again, but his slender ankle was stuck by him, and he couldn't move.

This person was normal before, why recently?It's getting more and more unorthodox.

Only then did he feel the pain in his ankle slowly coming.

He tried to move his ankle, but Qin Yuheng's hand was like an iron hoop, immobilizing him, like a dried up fish.

"It hurts." He shrank his feet, frowned tightly, and pushed him with his hand.

Seeing his frown, Qin Yuheng quickly let go of him, only then saw that his originally slender ankle had been pinched with red marks, he forgot that this person was very delicate.

He gently lifted his calf. His calf had a beautiful curve, with muscles wrapped under the thin skin, and the length was longer than that of ordinary people.

Why is it so delicate, the slightest touch will cause pain.

Qin Yuheng didn't know what to do. It didn't look like it was particularly serious, but it must have hurt him.

He gently lifted his calf, and pressed it a few times with his hands. He seemed to be skillful, and he pressed it well, but his hands were too strong.

Qi Hsinchu was a little uncomfortable being pressed by him.

He quickly retracted his legs, stood up and wanted to move around, but he had sat cross-legged for too long just now, and his calves were still a little numb.

"It's time for me to practice the piano." Qi Xinzhu thought that today's task had been roughly accomplished, and brought up his universal reason.

Qin Yuheng saw his figure running out in a hurry, but didn't chase after him.

This person seemed very courageous when he flirted, as if he was not afraid of anything, but he was so shy easily, and his face would blush when touched.

Qi Xinzhu immediately changed his face when he walked out of the door: shy?nonexistent.

It's just a physical change caused by the system.

Otherwise, if he really has this kind of character, if he blushes at every turn, he will not be able to complete the task at all.

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He originally said that he had a driver, but He Ling came to pick him up early the next morning.

At that time, Qin Yuheng had already gone to work.

When I saw him, I greeted him excitedly.

No one doesn't like such a person who is always full of energy, Qi Xinzhu also walked to the gate of the yard to welcome him in.

He Ling had already come to look around, and said curiously: "Your layout is really good, did you make it yourself?"

Qi Xinzhu said: "Some of them were made by myself, and most of them were made by aunts."

He Ling saw the flower garden in his front yard.

"Wow, there are actually white orchids, which are said to be difficult to grow. My dad failed to grow them several times. In the end, I got him a pot that had already bloomed. After a few days, he killed him." .”

Qi Xinzhu was amused by him.

"If uncle likes it, you can take some back from me."

He Ling waved his hand, "No, no, my dad is a killer of flowers and birds, and it's no good for him. I ruined your hard work within two days. I'm sorry for you."

Qi Hsinchu chuckled, this man was too funny to talk, so he didn't force it any more.

He Ling didn't bring the driver, but he drove Qi Hsinchu to the ski resort on the outskirts of the city.

He said while driving: "I heard that this newly opened ski resort is not bad, but I haven't tried it yet."

"By the way, can you ski? I forgot to ask you."

Sitting in the co-pilot, Qi Ke was in a good mood watching the scenery outside the window change rapidly.

After all, staying indoors for a long time is indeed a bit depressing.

Hearing He Ling's question, he replied, "A little bit."

He Ling nodded, thinking that he would not pretend.

"It's okay, if you don't know how, then I can take you to skate, it's very fun."

It was a newly opened ski resort with a large area and not many people. The ground was covered with snow, and the slopes continued one after another.The feeling of playing with the rich second generation is different. He Ling directly recharged a supreme membership card there, and booked a private track.

The two of them changed their clothes and went over. They played casually first, and He Ling saw him sliding down.

Only then did I realize that I probably thought too much. If he looks like this, if he knows a little bit, he probably hasn't started yet.

He has a tall and elegant figure, which is different from his previous ones. He is wearing a red ski suit, and his technique is sophisticated and skillful. Even the very difficult slopes seem to be easy for him to complete.

Soon, his figure drifted away, and he only saw a red figure, which was different from what he saw that day. It turned out that he was not only calm and gentle, but also so charming when skiing.

He picked up his skis and rushed down, trying to catch up with the person in front.

Although his skills are not as good as professional skiers, he has been considered a half-expert since he was a child.

He needs to be careful when skating on this kind of track, otherwise he may fall off, but Qi Hsinchu did it perfectly.

He couldn't help but look at him with admiration. It seemed that he was indeed a discerning person. This person was not only good-looking, but also not just a pretty idiot. Sure enough, the person who could be appreciated by Brother Qin would not be an ordinary person.

When he reached the finish line, Qi Xinzhu had been waiting for him for a while, standing there elegantly and handsomely, with no dust on his body, Qi Xinzhu waved to him, and he slowly slid over to meet him.

He Ling patted him on the shoulder, sighing a little.

"Okay, I didn't expect you to be so skilled, do you often play?"

Qi Xinzhu shook his head: "It's been a long time since I played."

What he said was not a lie, he didn't study this sport very deeply.But compared to ordinary people, his learning ability is stronger, maybe this is the so-called talent, but if it weren't for this, he wouldn't be able to live until now.

He Ling didn't hear his little complacency.

"Do you want Bibi?" he asked.

Qi Hsinchu's eyes lit up, he liked it.

"Okay."

He Ling said: "Then do you want to bet something?" If there is no prize in a game, what's the point?

Qi Hsinchu: "There is a requirement in the bet, as long as it is not excessive, the loser must complete it?"

Very ordinary betting conditions, He Ling nodded, and the two walked towards the starting point again.