After being pregnant with the overlord's cub

With the door closed, the two of them nestled on the sofa and chased countless episodes of Pleasant Goat and Big Big Wolf together.

It was getting late and late outside, but the rain outside showed no sign of stopping.

Xing Bai's cell phone rang suddenly, and he seemed out of place in front of the cartoon full of innocence.

"You are majestic and majestic, the man who sets the horse."

"The galloping horse is like a gust of wind."

"The endless wilderness will wander with you."

"Your heart is as broad as the earth."

The phone rang for a long time, Xing Bai followed the call notification on the phone screen, but didn't answer it for a long time.

Qi Cheng had been trying not to laugh out loud at that time. Of course this song was very distinctive and nice, but no matter how you looked at it, it didn't match Xing Bai, a boy who was about 1.8 meters tall.

It was a weird sense of joy.

Finally, Xing Shiro got up and went to answer the phone.

It was just an indirect call from Qi Cheng who was avoiding Qi Cheng and went to wash his hands by himself.

Qi Cheng honestly waited on the sofa for Xing Bai to answer the phone.

"Can you walk in this weather?" Xing Bai came out of the bathroom, looked out the window, and couldn't help but sigh.

Qi Cheng followed Xing Bai's words, and regretfully replied: "Yes."

"Then let's not go." Xing Bai lazily yawned, and smiled at Qi Cheng, "But there are conditions."

"Huh?" Qi Cheng raised his eyebrows.

Xing Bai showed the down payment of his WeChat in front of Qi Cheng, "No, two thousand a night, transfer and then live."

For a moment, Xing felt that his domineering way of collecting rent was very similar to the kind of charter woman in the movie.

"I think your place is a black shop." Qi Cheng opened WeChat, but still said: "Two thousand and one nights, the price of the hotel is gone."

"Well, this place is different from a hotel." Xing Bai told Qi Cheng proudly, "VIP service, you deserve it."

"Oh, try it tonight." Qi Cheng transferred the money to Xing Bai.

Xing Bai sat on the sofa with his pillow in his arms, peeking at Qi Cheng from time to time.

The dim light reflected on the outline of Qi Cheng's face, and the young man's edges and corners became very gentle, as if filling Qi Cheng's whole body with soft light.

Xing Bai touched his stomach, turned his head and asked Qi Cheng, "Are you hungry?"

"Not hungry." Qi Cheng is used to it. When he is busy with work, he often does not eat a bite of food and only drinks coffee all day and night.

Xingbai probably couldn't understand the feeling of "working hard".

"People are steel and rice is iron." Xing Bai threw the pillow on the sofa, stood up and went to the kitchen wearing his pair of black slippers.

Xing Bai usually doesn't cook at home, and when he comes back too late at night, if his mother falls asleep, he will make do with bread.

There are not many things in the kitchen, so Xing Bai found some edible ingredients in the refrigerator.

A piece of tofu, half a catty of meat, a little green onion, two pieces of potatoes, a piece of corn and a carrot, and scattered vegetables on the ground.

"Can you eat spicy food?" Xing Bai had put on an apron at some point and asked Qi Cheng at the door.

Qi Cheng raised his eyes and looked over, fortunately there was light behind Bai, which gave Qi Cheng a sense of life.

"Whatever." Qi Cheng said casually.

Xing Bai couldn't understand such casual people.

Many people who eat spicy food are not used to bland food, and may not be able to eat bland food, so how do you serve them?

"Choose one of the two." Xing Bai said in a fierce tone, "You must choose one."

"Spicy." Qi Cheng replied without hesitation.

Xing Bai raised a nice smile on his face, looked at Qi Cheng provocatively, and told Qi Cheng with a haughty face, "You chose this by yourself."

Qi Cheng smiled, nodded his head and said, "En."

Xing Bai was cooking in the kitchen, and Qi Cheng turned on his work computer.

Bai Luo sent him all of Gu Jiayong's whereabouts last night.

Gu Jiayong went to Ruixiang Hotel last night after playing business with ADG and himself, and had dinner with several investors until 03:30 in the evening.Half an hour after eating, Gu Jiayong drank some wine, walked swayingly all the time, was sent home by Qin Ting straight away, stayed at home after that, got up at 09:30 in the morning and went to the company.

All the whereabouts are normal, there is no time to come to Xingbai and take Xingbai's mother away.

But for people like Gu Jiayong, in fact, he doesn't need to do many things himself.

But the only ones who can take away Xingbai's mother and let Xingbai help to hide it are only Xingbai's family members.

Qi Cheng glanced at the time, it was already 06:30 in the evening, the selection of trainees in the company had ended, Alasy sorted out the selected ones and sent them to Qi Cheng's mailbox.

Qi Cheng glanced roughly, and then handed over the matter to the relevant person in charge.

Immediately afterwards, the managers of several well-known artists were prepared to give their own artists a good personality on the variety show.

The character design can't be too plain, it must be unexpected, but this kind of character design can't be the point that everyone blacks this star.

If it really doesn't work, just take the black and red route, first increase the popularity, and then sell it badly to wash it off, and package it well, and you can also become a high-quality idol.

However, recently his company has been too full of variety shows for various artists.

In order to ensure the feasibility of the character design, Qi Cheng personally connected with Alasy, and a bunch of character designs came one after another, which made Qi Cheng feel a little headache.

The sound of chopping vegetables in the kitchen kept coming, and there was a stabbing sound. It should be that Xingbai started cooking, and the smell of the food wafted out from the kitchen.

The light in the kitchen was dim yellow, very soft.

"Boss Qi?" Alasy on the other end of the phone asked, "Are you at home?"

Qicheng is particular about eating, and usually only eats in high-end restaurants, and the kitchen utensils in his home are almost only used once or twice a year.

It is indeed a ghost to be able to hear a cooking sound full of human fireworks in the vicinity of Qicheng.

Qi Cheng shifted his gaze from the kitchen to the computer, and replied flatly, "Yes."

After Qi Cheng explained everything, it was already past seven o'clock in the evening.

Fortunately, before Bai came out, the smell of food guided Qi Cheng, who turned off the computer, stood up and walked all the way to the kitchen.

In the kitchen, Xing Bai was wearing a white vest and a pink apron, holding the handle of the frying pan in one hand and a spatula in the other, sweating profusely from work.

Qi Cheng stood at the door, a little at a loss.

As soon as Xing Bai saw Qi Cheng coming, he was very familiar with him, and he was not very polite, and directly asked Qi Cheng to do something.

"Can you chop vegetables?" Xing Bai asked Qi Cheng.

Qi Cheng nodded truthfully. Although he often eats out, he occasionally cooks at home.

When Xing Bai heard that Qi Cheng could chop vegetables, his eyes lit up, as if the capitalists of the last century saw cheap labor, and started to pluck the sheep after they caught them.

"Did you see the green onions over there?" Xing Bai pointed Qi Cheng to a handful of green onions under the refrigerator, "Take it to Young Master Qi, wash the green onions, and cut them into chopped green onions."

Qi Cheng hesitated for a moment, then exited the kitchen.

"..." Xing Bai was startled by this operation, "Fuck, didn't you say you can do it, just let him chop a green onion, as for running so fast?"

But a few minutes later, Qi Cheng came back again. He went out and took off his suit jacket. At this moment, he was wearing a white shirt, black trousers and a pair of blue slippers.

The slippers are Xingbai's, and the slippers on Xingbai's feet belong to his mother.

"How much do you want?" Qi Cheng rolled up his sleeves, turned on the faucet, and took a handful of green onions in his hand.

"Well..." Xing Bai glanced at the few dishes that hadn't been put into the pot next to him, "It's enough to wash five."

Qi Cheng silently began to wash the onions.

Xing Bai originally thought it was Qi Cheng's claim that he could chop vegetables because of him, but he didn't expect that the young master really acted with style.

After Qi Cheng chopped the onion, he put it in a small bowl, "What else do you need?"

"Oh, you should also wash the green vegetables by the way." Xing Bai gestured to Qi Cheng with his eyes, there was a big bag of green vegetables next to the faucet, "I'm going to make a spicy stir-fried green vegetables."

"Yeah." It sounds interesting, Qicheng has never heard of such a dish name as spicy stir-fried green vegetables.

The spicy fried pork in the pot is almost ready. The spiciness of the chili is combined with the pork belly. The originally white and red pork belly has turned into a beautiful golden yellow after repeated experiments.

In order to prevent it from going back to the pot when it tasted bad, Xing Bai tasted the pork belly with chopsticks. It was moderately salty and spicy, and the appearance was also very good.

Xing Bai grabbed a handful of scallions and immediately served them out of the pan.

Xing Bai suddenly thought of Qi Cheng, "Young master, do you eat meat?" Xing Bai grabbed a handful of scallions and immediately cooked them.

Qi Cheng was washing the vegetables, and he casually replied, "Eat."

Within ten seconds after finishing speaking, Qi Cheng had an extra piece of meat in his mouth.

Standing behind Qi Cheng, Xing Bai fed Qi Cheng a piece of meat with one hand on his waist and chopsticks in the other, "Hey, how does it taste?"

Qi Cheng felt a little uncomfortable. From the time he could remember, it seemed that he ate alone. No one had ever fed him like Xing Bai.

"It's okay." Qi Cheng lowered his head and continued to wash the vegetables. He felt that my words were wrong. This meat is really delicious.

Xing Bai looked at Qi Cheng's back and tried his best not to laugh out loud. Why did he feel that Qi Cheng was shy the more he looked at it?

Qi Cheng was still choosing vegetables, so Xing Bai put the minced meat into the pot, and after stir frying for a while, he added the tofu that had been boiled in advance and passed cold water.

It may be because the tofu was placed too far away, and Xing Bai had some difficulty in holding it, and the back of the apron suddenly fell apart.

Xingbai was cooking and had no hands to spare, so he cast his sinful eyes on the "cheap labor" on the side.

"Young master?" Xing Bai called out.

Qi Cheng turned his head and glanced at Xing Bai, "What?"

"My apron is loose." Xing Bai asked, "Can you tie an apron for me?"

"Of course." Qi Cheng wiped his hands with a clean handkerchief, walked behind Xing Bai, almost stuck to Xing Bai's ear, and said softly, "My honor."