I Can’t Act Anymore

Chapter 47:

Qin Yucheng walked quickly.

Yao Chi looked at him indifferently, but actually stepped down three steps in one step. Except for his expression, every part of his body was filled with eagerness visible to the naked eye, and he disappeared at the top of the stairs in the blink of an eye.

It seems that Qin Yucheng really attaches great importance to this relationship.

very nice.

Yao Chi glanced at the phone.

The news about seniors on WeChat is a bit ruthless.

[Mu Ze]: Don't send irrelevant news.

Looks like work is really busy.

Yao Chi silently withdrew his finger that was going to tell Mu Ze about his younger brother's sweet married life.

Yao Chi read many and mixed books.

He forgot to read a saying in that book: love is exclusive.

Even if the other people who appear next to each other are not threatening, it will give people a sense of crisis that the territory has been invaded.

He sat upstairs, watching Qin Yucheng appear in the open-air area downstairs in seconds, walked to the table where Mu Mu was, and knocked on the table.

Mu Mu was about to accept WeChat friends, when he noticed that the light around him dimmed, he followed the voice and raised his head.

Qin Yucheng lowered his eyes and met his gaze.

"?" Mu Mu was startled, "Why are you here?"

"Talk to Yao Chi here, on the second floor." Qin Yucheng said, and glanced at the stunned boy, "Who is this?"

"New acquaintance..." Mu Mu was stuck, and for a moment he didn't know how to introduce this young brother.

He thought for a moment and said, "Photographer."

Qin Yucheng glanced at the camera in Mu Mu's hand.

It was the one he sent.

"Mind if I sit here?" he asked.

Mu Mu directly stretched out his hand to pull Qin Yucheng's chair away instead of answering.

He turned his head and introduced to the new boy: "This surname is Qin, and it's mine..."

"Husband." Qin Yucheng interjected directly.

Mu Mu: "?"

boy:"?!"

Qin Yucheng is not guilty at all.

He stretched out his arm, put it on the back of the chair where Mu Mu was sitting beside him, leaned forward, and leaned slightly towards him.

Mu Mu turned his head to look at Qin Yucheng.

Qin Yucheng's face was quite close to him, so close that the tip of his nose could smell the mellow aroma of coffee stained on Qin Yucheng's body. He was so close that he could clearly see the texture of the leather of the bolo bow tie between Qin Yucheng's collarbone.

This is a very ambiguous gesture.

There is a looming distance, but it is also lingeringly close.

Mu Mu's fingers on the table suddenly curled up as if they were stimulated by something.

He turned around in a panic, and replied vaguely: "...Yes."

Mu Mu could see that Qing Qing's younger brother wanted to develop a pink relationship with him, but he didn't have the will in this regard. Qin Yucheng was willing to be a tool man, and cut off this younger brother's thoughts from the root.

Boys are struck by lightning.

Qin Yucheng was in a great mood.

He glanced at Mu Mu.

Looking closer, Mu Mu's skin is excellent, white and tender, with a healthy rosy color, and even the lines of his lips are so delicate and beautiful that it is outrageous.

Mr. Qin rolled his throat, the tip of his tongue brushed against his slightly sharp canine teeth, and turned around to invite the waiter to pay.

"I bought this cup of coffee." Qin Yucheng said, straightening up.

He swore his sovereignty, shattered the boy's dream, and stood up as a winner in life.

"Yao Chi is still waiting for me."

"Huh? Oh." Mu Mu nodded, watched Qin Yucheng walk into the cafe, and looked up at the second floor.

The anti-peep glass prevented him from seeing clearly inside, but Mu Mu still waved his hand meaningfully to the second floor.

Yao Chi upstairs was taken aback for a moment, and after he instinctively responded and waved, he realized that the other party should not be able to see him.

But Mr. Yao Er's mood suddenly soared.

As expected of the senior's younger brother, how thoughtful!

Mu Mu withdrew his gaze, turned his head to look at the listless Qing Qing brother.

Mu Mu: "."

A Zhai felt that his hands were covered with the broken blood of the young Chunxin!

But it can't be helped, boy.

People always have to experience this wonderful mistake, which is also a part of growth!

Mu Mu sighed, being interrupted by Qin Yucheng, it's not good to continue to use his little brother as a tool.

"It's a pleasure chatting with you." Mu Mu sent a chat card to his younger brother, picked up the camera on the table, "I should continue working."

Qing Qing's younger brother watched the beautiful sister leave his sight with the camera in despair.

After a while, he picked up his phone, only to find that the pretty sister didn't even add his WeChat.

How could this be so!

Brother Qing Qing felt subtly that he had been prostituted for nothing.

If he hadn't been cheated out of money, he even wondered if he had met a fairy dance.

This fairy game is so standard that one has to doubt it!

Mu Mu applied what he had learned, and the shutter kept clicking. When the sun set, he stood on the embankment of the coastal scenery belt, and recorded the ocean and the city under the afterglow of the setting sun into the memory card.

It's not too early for Qin Yucheng to go home today.

But Mu Mu is a little bit worse than him, because he is in a hurry to edit the video, and because he has to make up a shot of the sunrise on the sea, Mu Mu directly prepares to spend the night in the studio.

Qin Yucheng got up early in the morning, took the cooked millet porridge, bought two fried dough sticks and a tea egg on the way, and drove to Mu Mu's studio.

He knew that Mu Mu liked to eat an egg in the morning.

When Qin Yucheng arrived, Mu Mu curled up on the sofa bed with a camera hanging around his neck, sleeping soundly with a pillow in his arms.

Qin Yucheng put the breakfast he brought on the cutting table, walked to the bedside, and looked down at Mu Mu who was asleep.

The sofa bed did not open.

Mu Mu shrank into a ball, looking a little aggrieved.

He changed into a loose T-shirt and shorts. Because his sleeping position was not stable, the long hem of the T-shirt was half lifted, revealing a line of waist, which rose and fell slightly with his breathing.

His long, disheveled hair was pushed back, and the pillow covered most of his face, but his beautiful neck was exposed; in the peaceful and somewhat quiet environment, it seemed that under the white skin, the arteries followed the heartbeat. Agitation once and for all.

Qin Yucheng stared at Mu Mu.

He just lay here quietly and fell asleep, as if he was full of vitality.

Mr. Qin bent down and got close to this mass of vitality. In the breath, I caught the faint fragrance of roses on the other party's body, as well as the moist and cool breath unique to the morning.

Qin Yucheng raised his hand and pushed Mu Mu.

The person whose sleep was disturbed by him hugged the pillow and shrank into the sofa.

But it can't shrink anywhere.

The sofa is just that big.

Mr. Qin ruthlessly woke Mu Mu up, looked at Mu Mu's sleepy eyes, and pointed to the bag on the table.

"Eat breakfast, and go to bed after breakfast."

Mu Mu was stunned for two seconds: "...Mom?"

Qin Yucheng: "?"

Mu Mu threw the pillow aside: "I seem to be hallucinating, did you just say 'have breakfast before going to bed'?"

Qin Yucheng looked down at him: "I said it."

Mu Mu quickly changed his words: "Daddy!"

Qin Yucheng: "??"

Mu Mu was very moved.

God!

I will never secretly scold Qin Yucheng again!

He is so gentle! I will also care about A Zhai's delivery of breakfast!

Pity the father of the world, and the heart of the hero of the world!

Mu Mu ran into the bathroom to wash up, wishing he knew that shaking off the vest was the treatment, and I should **** take off my clothes right away!

dog days.

Big loss brothers!

Qin Yucheng frowned, always feeling that what Mu Mu yelled just now was not a good thing.

Mu Mu finished washing and walked out of the bathroom.

His studio is different from Duan Yu's neat and spacious studio. His studio has always been chaotic and orderly.

A lot of sundries are crowded together, mixed but not messy, reminiscent of the appearance of a little tailor when I was a child.

Mu Mu likes this kind of crowded small space very much.

When he was a child, he grew up among such small facades and piles of messy fabrics and tools.

Mu Mu sat in front of the cutting table.

The aroma of millet porridge is overflowing.

Qin Yucheng glanced at Mu Mu: "I'm going to work."

Mu Mu groaned while drinking the porridge: "Let's go! Be careful!"

When Qin Yucheng heard this, the corners of his mouth could not help but curl up.

When he walked to the door, he remembered something, paused, and turned to look into the room.

Mu Mu raised his head: "?"

Qin Yucheng pursed his lips: "The day after tomorrow, my parents, on the anniversary of my adoptive parents' death, you..."

Qin Yucheng paused.

He was a little confused for a moment.

What he wanted to say was that he would not come back the day after tomorrow.

But when the words came to his lips, he found that what was lingering in his mind was the idea of asking Mu Mu if he wanted to go back with him.

Go home and worship your parents together.

In Qin Yucheng's mind, this has gone too far beyond the scope of "friends".

This request is unreasonable.

Qin Yucheng looked away.

"Ah." Mu Mu was stunned.

He remembered that Qin Yucheng's adoptive parents disappeared during the summer vacation of his third year of high school, when he accompanied him on his graduation trip.

Counting the days, that is between June and September.

It's August now, reasonably.

Mu Mu put down the spoon in his hand, and picked up the pen and notebook that were put aside: "What do you want to prepare? Do you have any special attention here?"

Qin Yucheng was taken aback for a moment: "You...go with me?"

"Ah? Am I not going?" Mu Mu was also stunned, "You don't have any other relatives over there, are you busy going back alone?"

Mu Mu understands how troublesome it is to go to the grave alone every year.

Others are a lively family, with cigarettes, alcohol, paper money, meals, incense, electronic firecrackers, and firecrackers.

As for these things, it would be strenuous enough for Mu Mu to carry them up to the mountain where his mother was lying.

Qin Yucheng looked at Mu Mu steadfastly, and after a while, suppressed the soreness at the back of his tongue: "It's nothing special, just clean the old house, and then go see them."

"That's it?" Mu Mu frowned, "It's better to prepare more things, the second elder will live more comfortably down here."

Qin Yucheng pursed his lips: "What are you going to prepare?"

"...Ah?" Mu Mu didn't expect that Qin Yucheng didn't understand this.

He scratched his head: "According to what I understand?"

"Okay." Qin Yucheng agreed wholeheartedly.

But that being said, it's better to grab someone who knows and ask.

While drinking porridge, Mu Mu skillfully listed the things Jisao wanted to buy.

He carried it through his sleepiness until Duan Yu ran over to check in, and grabbed him and began to ask about the matters needing attention in City Z.

The male star was stunned: "Why are you asking this?"

"I went back to sweep the grave with Qin Yucheng the day after tomorrow, and he didn't understand anything!" Mu Mu complained, but he didn't mention his adoptive parents. "He has no other relatives, and probably no one has told him about it. Here..."

"Then I'll go too." Duan Yu said, "Lily has to go to work and probably won't be free, so you can ask Liu Gaoming again."

Mu Mu stopped him: "Ask Qin Yucheng first."

Mu Mu sent a message to Qin Yucheng.

Qin Yucheng sat in the office, slightly startled.

[Mr. Qin]: What is he here for?

[Mu]: There are so many people, just to show uncles and aunts that their son is not alone now, so that they can rest assured!

A Zhai thought, if the original owner wasn't a love liar, and he didn't pass it through, then Qin Yucheng now belongs to his wife and friend's career, and there is nothing wrong with his body.

It was so envious of Azhai.

But it's not a big problem.

Mu Mu thought, although he can't sweep the grave now, he can still get a card for his mother. Now he can be considered a double harvest of business friends!

Qin Yucheng can barely be counted among the ranks of friends.

When Qin Yucheng became a success, Ah Zhai pointed at him to brag to his mother!

Qin Yucheng looked at the message from Mu Mu, and after a long while, the screen went off before he couldn't help but chuckled.

[Mr. Qin]: Good.

Qin Yucheng paused, and deleted the phrase in the dialogue box that he hoped Mu Mu would convey his thanks on his behalf.

It's better to say thank you in person.

Whether it's for Mu Mu.

Still for friends.

The little brother who came over to discuss the case was a little surprised to see Qin Yucheng's smile on his face: "Boss is in a good mood today?"

"En." Qin Yucheng nodded.

The little brother smiled and said, "Is there any happy event?"

"Some..." Qin Yucheng paused, "some insignificant things."