twenty four:
Jiang Mochen was on the phone with the director of the new play. Seeing him come back, he ended the topic, hung up the phone, and asked, "Qiqi fell asleep?"
"Well, let me call him earlier, lest I get up late tomorrow."
Jiang Mochen smiled, "If he likes it, I can take him there often when I have time."
Yan Qingchi took out his pajamas from the cabinet, turned to look at Jiang Mochen, "You? Have time? Go there often?" He chuckled, "How can a busy person like you have so much time? , why do you have time to stay at home these days? Are you not filming? "
"It just wrapped up a while ago, so this time is used to make up for some advertising endorsements and magazine shootings, and the new movie will start next month. What about you, have you terminated the contract with Xingyue?"
"Wait for Li Jiang to come back and go through the formalities and pay the liquidated damages."
"How much money do you need, your breach of contract Jin Nancheng will help you bear it."
Yan Qingchi thought for a while, anyway, he would be working for Nancheng in the future, and it would not be considered an advantage if Nancheng paid for it. He stretched out his hand and compared a number, and Jiang Mochen smiled, "That's all?"
He looked Yan Qingchi up and down for a while, and said rather sadly: "You are really worthless."
Yan Qingchi hehe, "As the saying goes, fish look for fish, and shrimp look for shrimp. I am so worthless, but I found you who are so worthless."
"You really can talk nonsense with your eyes open."
Yan Qingchi smiled, "To each other."
Jiang Mochen was a little helpless, "Don't worry, you will be very valuable soon, and Xingyue should be sad by then."
"Then I will lend you a good word." Yan Qingchi said as he walked into the bathroom.
When Yan Qingchi came out, he saw Jiang Mochen reading a book by the bedside lamp.
"Why aren't you asleep yet?" He lifted the quilt and went to bed. "looking at what?"
Jiang Mochen showed him the cover, which was "The Count of Monte Cristo" by Alexandre Dumas.
"Seeing this name reminds me of the fear of being dominated by reading notes in high school."
"It's still pretty fun, and it looks cool."
"Then keep watching, I'm going to sleep first." Yan Qingchi said, wanting to lie down and sleep, but was stopped by Jiang Mochen.
Jiang Mochen put the book in his hand on the bedside table next to him, turned to look at him, "Let's talk."
Yan Qingchi leaned against the head of the bed, "What are you talking about?"
Jiang Mochen also leaned back.
Under the dim light, Jiang Mochen thought for a while before slowly opening his mouth and said: "Our family is named after a generation, so my sister is called Xingchen, and I am called Mochen. Our generation is from the generation of Chen. It’s just that the two of us put this character at the back. Qiqi’s generation just happened to be the character of Zhi, so I named him Jiang Zhiqi. This name actually doesn’t have such a beautiful meaning as you said. It's just that it happened to be Zhi's turn, if it was Ruo's turn, Qiqi might be called Jiang Ruoqi."
"However," Jiang Mochen looked at him, "I like your explanation of Qiqi very much. You gave this name a new explanation, and I like this explanation very much."
Yan Qingchi was a little surprised. Although he felt Jiang Mochen was at the door at that time and knew that he should have heard it, he never thought that he would chat with him at night because of this.
"I just said it casually, in order to make Qiqi believe that we like him, so that he can trust us and show us some of his hidden emotions."
Jiang Mochen nodded, "I know, but anyway, thank you very much for this matter."
"You're welcome, after all, Qiqi is also my child."
"Of course. What I want to say is actually this. Let's go to sleep now."
Yan Qingchi couldn't help laughing when he heard the words, he thought that Jiang Mochen was going to talk to him so formally at night because he was going to talk about something serious, but he didn't expect that he just thanked himself. Yan Qingchi felt that he was a little too serious, but suddenly remembered that Jiang Mochen seemed to be so serious when he apologized to him last night.
Thinking of this, Yan Qingchi thought for some reason that Jiang Mochen, who apologized and thanked him so solemnly, was cute.
"Well, for the sake of thanking me so seriously, let me tell you a little secret."
"what?"
"Have you ever kissed chess?"
Jiang Mochen didn't expect him to ask this, he thought about it and shook his head.
"You can kiss him next time. Qiqi doesn't say it, but he actually likes this kind of intimacy. If you kiss him, he will be very happy. Kids, it's almost like this. When you were young, your father kissed you, didn't you? Will feel very happy."
Jiang Mochen was still nodding slightly when he said the first half of the sentence, but when he reached the second half of the sentence, he snorted coldly, "My dad wouldn't kiss me."
"what?"
"Father's love is like a mountain. Which mountain have you ever seen take the initiative to kiss tourists?" He said calmly with some helplessness: "My dad is the most typical Chinese father. Even if he likes you, he will not take the initiative to show it." Come out, always look serious and serious, kiss me? Dreams are more realistic."
Yan Qingchi tilted his head and looked at him, "So you are complaining to me now, do you want me to kiss you?"
Jiang Mochen became angry in an instant, "What nonsense are you talking about, we didn't talk about this topic, I just mentioned it casually." It's really embarrassing, Jiang Mochen thought to himself, why did he suddenly talk about this with him, he was really crazy to talk to him He talks about these things!
"Are you angry now? In fact, with our current relationship, if you want me to kiss you, I..."
"Shut up." Jiang Mochen interrupted him in a rough voice, then turned his head and turned off the light, "Sleep."
Yan Qingchi watched his sudden series of movements, endured and endured, but still couldn't help laughing, "Jiang Mochen, you are really cute in this way."
Jiang Mochen turned on the light, "If you don't sleep, believe it or not, I won't let you sleep tonight."
"It's as if if I don't sleep, you can sleep."
Jiang Mochen was so angry that he gritted his teeth, lifted the quilt, and pushed him directly on the bed, ready to let him experience the end of talking too much.
As a result, as soon as he pushed him down, Yan Qingchi raised his head and kissed him softly on the forehead.
Jiang Mochen was stunned for a moment.
Yan Qingchi smiled, "This is a good night kiss, go to sleep."
"You still want to sleep now? It's late!"
"Don't be like this," Yan Qingchi pointed to the alarm clock on the bedside table, "Tomorrow I have to play chess and go to the playground, if I don't sleep, I'll really lose my energy tomorrow."
"Now I know I'm sleeping? Who just kept messing around and refused to sleep?"
"It's me, it's me." Yan Qingchi followed the good advice, "I was wrong, I won't dare to do it again next time, you have a lot of adults, let me go this time." Yan Qingchi looked innocent.
Jiang Mochen was almost hurt by his acting skills of pretending to be innocent. He glared at Yan Qingchi, didn't speak, turned over and fell asleep next to Yan Qingchi.
Yan Qingchi reached out and turned off the light, "Good night."
"Good night." Jiang Mochen said, closing his eyes.
However, not long after, he opened his eyes a little irritatedly, and touched the place where Yan Qingchi kissed just now. The more clearly he recalled Yan Qingchi's appearance when he suddenly kissed himself, he put down his hand bitterly, secretly thinking that this is a ghost, and he will be a demon before going to sleep, he said it was just casual talk, so he wanted to borrow Kiss yourself! Can't you sleep well!
Jiang Mochen gritted his teeth and forced himself to close his eyes.