Woke Up, the Actor Picked Up the Cub

Hu Xuze said that the huskies were raised by his parents. His father tends to be three-year-old. He raises a dog to exercise together every day. However, when it is cold, the dog is not willing to go out at all. The energy that he has nowhere to put in is spent on demolishing the house. on.

Duan Congzhi saw it in his circle of friends.

"The dumplings are usually outdoors."

One of Duan Cong called its name, and the dumpling rubbed against his leg.

Hu Xuze looked at the glutinous rice **** and joked: "Lend me two days to bring me back to nurture and nurture that silly dog ​​in my family?"

There are still two days to go on stage, and Duan Congzhi is probably the most tired of all the stars participating in the party.

He really doesn't have the energy to take care of the glutinous rice balls, but he also doesn't want to send the glutinous rice **** back. He brought the glutinous rice **** back with a wave of hatred. If this is going to be sent back again, he will not worry.

Hu Xuze said that obviously because he saw his inconvenience.

Duan Congzhi thought for a while: "Then trouble you."

Hu Xuze recently lived at home. His house is not far from here. It is an old house. The whole street is full of villas. The front of the house is facing the lake, very quiet, and the back is a very lively block.

Hu Xuze does not go to the Spring Festival Gala. His original words are: "I can't sing. I have so many plays. There is no need to go to a stage."

In fact, in the final analysis, it is the same sentence: I can't sing.

He hadn't learned to dance, and he couldn't sing and dance. No one in the sketch would take him to play, so he thought about it, forget it, if he can't go, he can't go.

It's so late, Hu Xuze meant that he could take the dumplings directly.

"I drove over, let it follow me directly."

Duan Congzhi insisted on giving it away.

He went upstairs and packed up snacks and toys for Tangyuan, and brought some snacks as a gift to Erha of Hu Xuze's house. Tangyuan seemed to understand what he meant. Duan Congzhi didn't chase when Duan Congzhi turned and left. Hu Xuze originally held the rope for fear of it running out, but he didn't expect him to watch Duan Congzhi leave like this.

Now he really sees the difference between Tangyuan and his Erha.

Tangyuan lay in the doghouse he brought, looking at the direction of the door, motionless, Hu Xuze tentatively touched its head, and let him touch it.

Hu Xuze squatted down to comfort him: "Hey, stay for two days, and your dad will pick you up tomorrow night."

In order to pick up the glutinous rice **** quickly, Duan Congzhi left directly after he took the stage. In fact, there was a stage at the end, but it would be too late to pick up the glutinous rice **** in a while.

Hu Xuze waited for him at the door of his house holding the dumplings, holding the dumplings in one hand and Erha in the other.

Tangyuan was undressed, and he saw Duan Congzhi’s car from a distance. The tail was wagging out of a phantom. Beside him, the northern wolf from Hu Xuze’s family was wearing a new red dress. Hu Xuze seized control.

If you move too much, you will encounter glutinous rice balls. At first, the glutinous rice **** ignored it. When he was annoyed by the touch, he lifted his paw and gave it to its forehead.

Erha dumbfounded, looked at Hu Xuze, looked at the dumplings, and let out an aggrieved wolf howl.

When Duan Congyi got out of the car, the glutinous rice **** could no longer be restrained, and he yelled at him. Hu Xuze released the traction rope, and the glutinous rice **** ran towards him. However, when he got closer, it braked very restrainedly.

Approaching with small steps, he circled Duan Congzhi, as if he was confirming something. After the confirmation, he raised his head and grinned at Duan Congzhi, breathing out white heat.

Duan Congzhi took it back and thanked Hu Xuze.

"Thank you, please let me make a string next time."

Even today, there are no two people who ran out on New Year's Eve.

Duan Congzhi returned home, searched for his name on Weibo, and wanted to see feedback on tonight's show, but he didn't want to see something else.

Duan Congzhi's subsequent program is a skit. The Spring Festival is a day for family reunion, and the skit is also about the theme of going home and reunion.

As soon as the sketch was finished, Yuan Xiqian plausibly said on Weibo: Everyone will go home during the New Year, men and women are the same.

[There is nothing wrong with going home during the New Year, but I have to say a man or a woman. What does this mean? 】

[Emphasis on gender? 】

[Are you saying that men will "go home" in the end? 】

[Why does it feel a bit strange? 】

[How do I think she is talking about someone three? 】

[Emmm, this is the madam of the main house wife? 】

【Married? Haven't married into a rich family yet? Do you kneel and lick? 】

[Too scared that I glanced at the calendar and made sure that Qing Dynasty was dead]

[After serving you, people just post so much Weibo and support Cici, these people are too sensitive]

[The yin and yang are basically women. The case is solved, so sour, right? 】

Soon Yuan Qianqian edited Weibo again, changing "men and women" to "everyone", and said: I have no other meaning, please don't over-interpret.

Duan Congzhi looked funny. She knew if there were other meanings. How could these wealthy young masters not know when to say what to say, and what effect her words would cause, she knew well.

As a man who has been appraised of tea since he was a child, Duan Congzhi thinks Yuan Qianqian is also quite tea.

He continued to review the evaluation of tonight's show. It should not be bad. If it is bad, Xue Ping should say "Don't watch Weibo, go to bed earlier" instead of simply "rest early" after the show.

Thinking about this, Duan Congzhi didn't even look at it. He took a look at his own chat, and followed the link to find his and Qin Ke's "close friend".

The latest one happened to take a screenshot of a previous comment that a suspected insider broke.

【is that true? Are you really a childhood sweetheart? 】

"Forget about the drama that has been watched for so long... this kid has been full of tea fragrances since he was a child. He has a set in front of him and a set behind him, relying on Qin Ke to dominate him."

Duan Congzhi looked at the screenshot of this comment and guessed who was speaking.

Without Qin Ke, they were all courageous.

Duan Congzhi returned to this Weibo: You are also a childhood sweetheart after six years of age?

【! ! ! 】

[Aren’t you just watching your own super words? 】

[Why are you here! 】

[No denying! 】

[Fuck, I got flopped? ! 】

[Then what, sisters, delete what should be deleted]

Needless to say, everyone has already started to do it, and in Chaohua, there is a turmoil in the chaos and began to delete those fanatics and fanarts that are too large.

Duan Congzhi didn't know it. He only saw the homepage and didn't turn it down. He didn't want to sleep for the time being, so he chatted with them for a while: I came from Chaohua

Hu Xuze called to ask if he was home.

"Arrived."

"Do I have a chance?"

"what?"

"Looking at what you said on Weibo, I thought I had a chance."

"...Why are you still thinking about this?"

"Didn't I say that, I really like you. If you don't have someone you like, I will indulge myself and like it a little bit more."

"I……"

Hu Xuze sighed, "Blame me for not growing up with you."

"???"

Brother, you say it again, who grew up with whom?

Hu Xuze sighed again: "You are on the hot search, do you know?"

#段 Congzhi A little farther away from fan life#

Duan Congzhi smiled and didn't look any further, just a little further away.

As soon as he put down his cell phone, the glutinous rice **** came to urge him to go to bed. Duan Congzhi recently went to bed late and he would come and sit next to him, arching his hand from time to time to prevent him from playing with the cell phone.

Duan Congzhi was so helpless by him, he patted the bed and let it come up.

Tangyuan jumped onto the bed with a light leap, helping him to hold down the quilt.

On the second day, Duan Congzhi didn't get up until noon. After eating something casually, he took the dumplings to the martial arts gym.

Yesterday’s evening party is still being replayed in the performance hall, which happened to be Duan Congzhi's program. The group of uncles and brothers stared at the screen intently, cheering Duan Congzhi.

There are many people in the performance hall, and the smell is inevitably messy. Duan Congyi came in and felt a little uncomfortable. After thinking about it, he didn't go in and join in the fun. He left the dumplings in the yard and went to the kitchen by himself. His parents must be in the kitchen today.

As soon as he stepped into the kitchen, he smelled a strong smell of blood, then walked out silently, and began to wonder if he had evolved again? He felt that his senses had become sharper these past two days.

Lunch is basically his father's hands, but there are so many people in the New Year, it is impossible to take care of his taste alone. For Duan Congzhi, it is a bit biased. There is only one soup made of chicken soup. He drank two bowls in a row.

The **** smell he smelled may be from this chicken.

Duan Congzhi went to the little teacher's room to sleep again after the meal. He woke up at more than four o'clock and slept all afternoon.

Duan Yun had been thinking about Lin Zhihe for the past two days, and wanted to take the opportunity of Duan Congzhi to come back to ask him about his situation, but he went out this morning, and when he came back, he saw Duan Congzhi taking a nap in his room, and he slept directly. In the evening.

Duan Congzhi opened his eyes and saw Duan Yun sitting by the bed looking at him. He was taken aback and settled: "When did you come back, Xiaoshushu?"

Duan Yun did not answer, but said: "You slept all afternoon."

Duan Congzhi rarely takes a nap, even if he wants to sleep, he won't sleep that long, which is a bit unusual.

Duan Congzhi didn't think so much. He has been like this lately. It is easy to get tired, and naturally sleepy when tired.

"Maybe I slept too late yesterday."

Duan Yun was not fooled by him, and asked him: "How are you doing? Is there anything uncomfortable?"

Xiao Shishu knows a little bit of Chinese medicine, but is it that good? Can you tell at a glance?

Duan Congzhi couldn't tell the truth, so he told the truth: "Maybe because of too much work, I get tired recently," he thought for a while, "I also don't have a good appetite. Tangyuan has seen me very tight recently."

Duan Yun frowned. If it is the kind of physiological reaction that can't be relieved, it shouldn't be tired, it should be that energy has nowhere to vent, maybe it will be dull and dreamy. Now this reaction looks like...

Duan Congzhi looked at him with a worried expression, and took the initiative to say: "I will go to the hospital after a two-day rest. Doctor Fang looked at him and said that there is nothing wrong.

When he talked about Doctor Fang, Duan Yun said with a sigh of relief: "I'll cut your pulse again."

Duan Yun is not proficient in medicine, but Huamai is easy to diagnose. He frowned and pressed for a while, nothing unusual.

No, it may be too short.

Duan Yun took a deep breath. There is definitely a problem with Duan Congzhi's change. If it is what he thought, just verify it.

"I'll go out."

Duan Congzhi lay down for a while before changing his clothes to get up, yawning and before going out, Xiao Shishu came back again, carrying a bag of things in his hand.

He put the things directly in front of Duan Congzhi: "Will it work?"

The plastic bag outside is from a pharmacy. What do you do in the pharmacy? There were four or five boxes in it. Duan Congzhi was not sure, so he picked up one and asked him, "What is this?"

"Pregnancy tests."

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