Qin Jingzhi raised his eyebrows: "Tsk, Qingsi still calls me uncle, this is how you talk to your cousin."
Yue Tingfeng nodded, with a smile that made people feel chilled: "You're right, uncle, you're old, old cows eating young grass is not suitable for you, be careful that the young grass is a cactus, it will prick your mouth with thorns."
Qin Jingzhi looked at Yan Qingsi and said, "What if I still like cactus? Besides... won't you get your mouth full of thorns?"
"Would you mind if I showed you?"
Yue Tingfeng suddenly hugged Yan Qingsi's waist, lowered his head and kissed her. He was very strong, and the kiss was ferocious and domineering.
Yan Qingsi felt as if the skin on her lips was about to be worn out.
In the past, it was Yan Qingsi who took the initiative when it came to kissing. This time, Yue Tingfeng was so angry that he couldn't help Yan Qingsi move even if he hugged her.
Everyone around looked over curiously, who was this suddenly killed guy
A: Yo yo yo, we kissed you!
B: Damn it, Yan Qingsi’s scandal with Snow God is widely spread, so who is this man? Cheating? Really cheating
C: Mobile phone, mobile phone, my mobile phone is here, take a quick photo!
Qin Jingzhi looked at it playfully and said, "If you keep kissing like this, Qingsi will be on the headlines again before tomorrow, and the title is - Cheating!"
Yue Tingfeng reluctantly let go of Yan Qingsi, "Don't be so proud. If I let you go so easily, all the fame I grew up with will be in vain."
Qin Jingzhi looked at Yue Tingfeng as if he was watching a child having a tantrum and said, "After all these years, you haven't changed much from when you were a child."
Qin Jingzhi glanced at Yan Qingsi's red and swollen lips, and his eyes darkened.
Yan Qingsi felt her lips burning and glared at Yue Tingfeng fiercely.
Yue Tingfeng didn't look at her at all. He raised his chin like a middle school boy. He looked at Qin Jingzhi and said provocatively: "Uncle, my nephew invites you to reminisce about old times. Isn't he going to give you face?"
Yan Qingsi has seen it, this guy doesn't want to kill anyone, right
Qin Jingzhi smiled and asked, "What will happen if I don't give it?"
Yue Tingfeng chuckled: "It won't be a big deal, just don't plan to film the show you guys are going to play today, and don't even think about broadcasting this show."
Yan Qingsi rubbed her forehead, okay, it's time to rest.
Qin Jingzhi nodded: "In that case, let's go. It's rare for you to have this kind of elegance in so many years."
Yan Qingsi, let me go, how could you tell that he is elegant
Neither uncle nor nephew saves fuel more than the other.
"Those who were beaten to death or injured, don't tell me, I'm afraid of seeing blood!" Yan Qingsi said and left.
Yue Tingfeng snorted coldly: I'll deal with Qin Jingzhi first, and then I'll talk about you. I'll let you calm down for a while.
Yue Tingfeng glanced at Qin Jingzhi: "Uncle, please."
Qin Jingzhi said to the director who was watching not far away: "Director Feng, the next scene will be postponed for a while. I will be a relative."
Yue Tingfeng curled his lips, he knew relatives.
The two of them entered Qin Jingzhi's separate dressing room. As soon as they entered, Yue Tingfeng kicked Qin Jingzhi from behind, intending to kick Qin Jingzhi to the ground.
But Qin Jingzhi had already been on guard against him and dodged easily: "Tingfeng, you are so old, why do you still play such childish games?"
Yue Tingfeng smiled coldly: "Uncle, at this age, you should quickly find a woman to get married and have children. Don't look back when you are too old to even have a seed."
Qin Jingzhi said seriously: "What you said makes sense. I think black hair is good."
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Yan Tuhao: Uncle, you can't surrender this little goblin. If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell? Don't fight with me. I will disown you for the sake of this girl.