legal cohabitation

"Hiss..." He Peng was pushed back by Lu Qian, hitting his head on the bed, "It's just right, what are you messing about, who was the one who almost fainted just now?"

"Tsk, didn't you see blood?" Lu Qian glanced at him.

Then she straddled him, pressed his hands on top of his head, and leaned over to kiss him.

He could feel He Peng's reaction, even with shortness of breath, and it hit his neck hot and itchy.

"Prudish, brother." Lu Qian laughed.

"...Don't you want to go see Shen Yi and the director tomorrow." He Peng's voice was a little hoarse, and he raised his hand along his spine to comfort him for a while, "I can't get out of bed, huh?"

"...Fuck me." Lu Qian was stunned, and slapped He Peng on the hand, "Then just let me be on top."

"No." He Peng smiled, "Although your brother loves you, there are still principles, not to mention the hotel's poor sound insulation, do you want to be heard by your classmates?"

"..." Lu Qian stopped moving.

He Peng patted his butt: "Come down."

Lu Qian didn't move, and lay on He Peng's body in this position, with his head tilted and pillowed in the hollow of his shoulder, and his hands were playing with his hair casually.

He Peng put his arms around his waist, and the noisy and charming atmosphere instantly quieted down.

They stuck close to each other, and could even feel the tremor of each other's heartbeat, thumping, and finally attributed to the same frequency. This tossing night seemed to be extremely quiet, so quiet that Lu Qian still felt a little scared when he recalled it.

"He Peng." Lu Qian called him softly.

"Ok?"

"Why am I a little scared..."

He Peng tilted his head, rubbed his lips against his ear, and his voice was so gentle that it seemed to contain endless indulgence: "What are you afraid of?"

Lu Qian pressed his forehead against He Peng's shoulder and shook his head feebly.

He couldn't tell either.

Is it because the impact of the sudden landslide during the day was too great, or was it that so many friends who have lived together for the past few months were injured and uncomfortable, or was it because of Shen Yi pushing Song Chen away so recklessly, but it was still him who took the initiative to raise Song Chen? After breaking up, how much pressure and torture did he endure at that time.

Shen Yi could even disregard his life, it was impossible for him to break up so resolutely at the beginning just for his own future, more because of protecting Song Chen.

What about He Peng, when he really gets involved in the entertainment industry one day, when he really has a group of fanatical fans, and when he really stands under the magnifying glass and the sun, will He Peng also have to bear those injuries?

For the first time in 19 years, Lu Qian felt fearful of an uncertain future.

I finally understood the reason why He Peng wanted to leave time for him to seriously think about this relationship.

"I'm here." He Peng said, patting his back.

"...you raise me." Lu Qian said sullenly.

He Peng laughed, and asked helplessly, "Do you like filming?"

Lu Qian raised his head and glanced at him: "... I like it."

"Then continue filming. With your temperament, if you don't find something to do for you in the future, your brother will have to be tossed about by you."

"What are you talking about!" Lu Qian punched him, kicked him, stared for a while and couldn't help laughing.

"Anyway, I am responsible for everything, and those years older than you are not in vain." He Peng knew what he was thinking, "Don't worry, I can handle it well."

Lu Qian let out a "hmm".

He didn't even remember how he fell asleep in a daze that night, but was woken up the next day by Tong Yang and Yu Ci's slamming on the door.

"Here we come." He Peng got up early and came out of the bathroom to open the door.

"Hey, Brother He Peng." Tong Yang called obediently, and probed inside, "Where's Lu Qian?"

"Come in first, he's still asleep."

He Peng turned sideways to let them in.

Lu Qian propped himself up in a daze, his hair was messy, and a bunch of hair on the top of his head was upturned. Lu Qian, who was awakened, was indifferent in capital letters, and he was on the verge of getting angry in bed.

"What are you going to do during the day?" Yu Ci asked.

He Peng answered for him: "I'll accompany him to the hospital. After all, some of the others are seriously injured."

Tong Yang nodded: "Then Yu Ci and I will go out for a stroll first, and we will meet again in the afternoon?"

He Peng asked: "The landslide just happened, where can you go to play?"

"Volunteer activities, see if there is anything that needs our help." Tong Yang smiled, then raised his foot and kicked Lu Qian's bed, "How about it, brother, when will we meet in the afternoon?"

Lu Qian raised his head, glanced at him expressionlessly, and silently expressed the threat that she would lose his temper if she kept arguing.

It's a pity that Tong Yang is not afraid of him. She has been at the same table with Lu Qian for so long, and she has already gotten used to his bad temper after being woken up, so she kicked the bed board again immediately: "Why are you staring! Talk!"

Lu Qian snorted: "You fucking..."

He Peng was helpless, seeing his children were about to lose their temper again, it was not appropriate for him as an "old man" not to persuade him here.

"One o'clock in the afternoon, we'll talk about the specific location at that time. You should also pay attention to your own safety and don't run too far." He Peng interrupted Lu Qian's cursing, took the milk he had poured earlier to the bedside, and poured the cup directly. Put your mouth on Lu Qian's lips.

Lu Qian: "..."

He didn't react, the movements were all subconscious, without moving his hands, just following He Peng's movements, he drank more than half of a glass, the milk was still a little cold, which finally made him a little bit sober.

Lu Qian scratched his unruly hair, and it was considered that he had returned to reality from the dream.

What was he going to scold just now, don't you remember?

He Peng pinched his ears again.

Lu Qian raised his head, losing his temper completely.

Tong Yang and Yu Ci, two people who have been tortured by Lu Qian's getting up for many years, were shocked when they saw this scene. There is such a simple way to stop Lu Qian from getting angry.

"Learn it." Tong Yang bumped Yu Ci with his elbow, "Next time he loses his temper at us, pinch your ears when I pour milk."

"I pinch his ears? He can lift the table." Yu Ci was helpless.

Tong Yang laughed and nodded: "Yes."

The two muttered "I don't see it", greeted He Peng and went out.

He Peng glanced at his watch, it was almost ten o'clock, and the two of them slept late last night: "Are you still sleepy, do you want to sleep longer?"

"Don't sleep anymore." Lu Qian tilted his head, pressed against He Peng's abdomen and closed his eyes again, "I'll just squint for a while, please help me tie my hair."

Because of filming, Lu Qian's hair is already very long, usually tied into a little chirp, and it becomes a bit messy after sleeping.

"Ah."

He Peng changed his stance to make Lu Qianneng lean more comfortably, then took off the rubber band and combed him again.

"Professional." Lu Qian praised him.

He Peng laughed: "Talent."

"If you have a daughter in the future, you can still braid her hair." Lu Qian said casually with narrowed eyes.

"Having a son like you is enough."

"Fuck." Lu Qian scolded with a smile, "Taking advantage of me."

***

The two of them got up sticky, and it was already 11 o'clock when they went out to the hospital, and it was time for dinner.

This time, because of Shen Yi's accident, various entertainment media rushed over overnight, trying to grab the headlines. When the two of them walked into the gate, they saw many people carrying cameras and hanging up the reporter's badge.

Lu Qianneng could feel He Peng's footsteps suddenly stopped by his side.

He tilted his head: "What's wrong?"

"Go buy a mask." He Peng said.

"Ah." Lu Qian realized belatedly, nodded, "Oh."

His photo was posted by the official blog yesterday. Although he didn't know if those reporters would recognize him, it's better to be careful. Now he doesn't want his and He Peng's affairs to be exposed under the flashlight.

He Peng asked the nurse for a mask for Lu Qian to put on, and then picked up his sweater hood and covered it over his head.

Shen Yi's ward was at the end of the corridor, and the corridor on the other side was also guarded by the staff to prevent the reporters from coming up. Lu Qian and He Peng walked the other side of the corridor to bypass the reporters before coming up.

"It's like a cat is catching a mouse." Lu Qian stuffed the mask into He Peng's pocket.

"I'll wait for you over there." He Peng said.

Lu Qian asked, "Aren't you going in?"

"I don't know either." He Peng smiled and handed the flowers he bought just now to Lu Qian.

Song Chen was in Shen Yi's ward, Shen Yi had already woken up, his leg had a plaster cast, and a piece of gauze was stuck on his face and forehead, but the rest was not serious.

Lu Qian was hesitating whether to go in, but Shen Yi had already seen him.

Shen Yi raised his chin towards the door, Song Chen turned his head to look over, then got up to open the door.

"Lu Qian, how are you, isn't it serious?" Song Chen asked him.

Lu Qian smiled: "It's not serious, I was dizzy yesterday."

Lu Qian was still holding the bouquet of flowers, walked into the ward, and greeted Shen Yi: "Where are these flowers?"

"Give it to me." Song Chen took it and went to the bathroom to wash the vase.

"Finally someone came to visit with flowers." Shen Yi said, "Before, they were all giving me fruit baskets, and the ward couldn't fit them all, and I couldn't finish them."

"I guess you can't finish eating the fruits, so you just think about buying flowers." Lu Qian said.

"Are you still in high school?" Shen Yi asked.

"Huh? Yeah." Lu Qian looked at him.

"Director Song and I were still discussing just now. In fact, your role is almost over. This time, something like this happened again. It will take a while for the crew to get ready again. You are also busy studying, and you have culture classes again. , and start preparing for the art exam next year."

Song Chen arranged the flowers, came out of the bathroom, put the bouquet of lilies on the bedside, and took Shen Yi's words.

"So I thought, if you are busy, you can go back to school first. This is now a disaster area. I don't know when the next filming will start."

"Ah?" Lu Qian was stunned for a moment, but his pupils were filled with joy.

Song Chen glanced at him and smiled: "So happy."

Lu Qian touched his nose in embarrassment. After all, he was still young, and he couldn't get used to it for a while when he first came here. After all, his friends were not around, and He Peng couldn't see him often.

When I was studying in the past, I only felt that going to school every day was annoying, but now that I don’t go, I often miss school life.

"When will the next reshoot be?"

"It depends on the situation. You have to wait for at least a month, and you will be notified when the time comes."

"Okay." Lu Qian nodded with a smile.

Lu Qian was very happy to be able to continue living with He Peng again.

He was so happy that when he walked out of the ward, his footsteps were light and light. The boy became a gust of happy wind and crashed into He Peng's arms.

"Buy! Machine! Ticket! I'm on vacation!"