The Actor Wants to Divorce

Jiang Yichen pushed Gu Qing to kiss on the car door.

Gu Qing made his head dizzy, the oxygen he had just breathed was swept away by Jiang Yichen between his lips and tongue, and his lungs fell heavily, but a heart beat fast.

Jiang Yichen is really crazy tonight.

When he was picked up by a man and thrown into the back seat of the car, he couldn't help groaning and was also pressed on the narrow leather cushion. The heating in the car had already stopped, but Gu Qingrang was hot and short of breath. .

"Jiang Yichen..."

Jiang Yichen sealed Gu Qingrang's lips.

Gu Qing made the dim, swaying figure in front of him, only the last thought was left in his mind.

I hope the shameful things he and Jiang Yichen did not be photographed by paparazzi.

When Gu Qingrang woke up again, everyone was lying on the soft bed in the bedroom.

A head is still lying on his body.

Gu Qing made her voice hoarse: "Get up, you bastard..."

Jiang Yichen remained motionless.

Gu Qing let his fingers stick into the soft black hair, and rudely lifted Jiang Yichen's head up, impatiently: "You won't get off after you finish it? Who let you sleep here?"

Jiang Yichen laughed twice from his throat, pushed Gu Qingrang's hand away, pressed it on the top of his head, and separated Gu Qingrang's legs again.

Gu Qing asked him to kick him immediately: "Hey, you're almost done, I will be filming tomorrow."

Jiang Yichen licked his lips and smiled, lowered his head and kissed his lips.

"What did you play? Peking opera role?"

Gu Qing tightened his breath. This posture was too ambiguous. Jiang Yichen was very close to him. The noses of the two people rubbed against the noses, making Gu Qing extraordinarily uncomfortable. He subconsciously twisted his head over: " Don’t you know everything?"

Jiang Yichen broke his chin and turned his head to the front.

"Jiang Yichen! Don't get into it!"

Jiang Yichen frowned, aggrieved: "I am a deaf man, can you be considerate of me? If you turn around, I can't see your lips..."

Gu Qing made Pi Xiaorou not laugh twice with "Haha".

Jiang Yichen pinched his chin and bit on Gu Qingrang's lips fiercely.

"I can't kiss your lips either."

Gu Qing made it completely angry, like a cat with exploded hair, kicked Jiang Yichen's waist fiercely: "Jiang Yichen, did you give you a face? You will recognize it for me. Recognize who you are now."

Jiang Yichen almost didn't fall out of bed, leaning on his waist, and sneered: "Didn't I recognize it? Yes, I am your underground gunmate of the great movie emperor Gu. Meet the gunmate and don't go to bed to do something like that. What else can I do? Is it possible that the Great Actor Gu still has the heart to talk about feelings with a friend?"

Gu Qingrang's face paled from "0 brushing one by one", and he laughed dryly: "Okay, you have this self-knowledge, you go, I have enough tonight, I don't need you anymore. ."

After he finished speaking, he opened the quilt, turned out the clean clothes, slammed the bedroom door with a bang, and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

Jiang Yichen frowned and sat on the edge of the bed, rubbing his eyebrows tiredly.

Gu Qing made Gang and Jiang Yichen quarrel, so he didn't want to talk to him, so he soaked in the bathtub for a long time.

When he wiped his wet hair out, Jiang Yichen would have disappeared long ago.

On the dining table in the living room, there is a small folded paper crane with a smiling face painted on it.

Gu Qing held it in his hand with a look of disgust, and then cursed "naive", crumpled the paper cranes into a ball of waste paper, and threw it away to the trash can at the back.

The next day, Gu Qingran only had a half-day play in the morning, but he was going to catch an interview announcement in the afternoon.

The filming of this drama was really hard for Gu Qing. The director always felt that Gu Qing's pupils were a little less charming. Gu Qing made him NG several times in the morning, making him annoyed with himself.

In addition to being half-dead by Jiang Yichen last night, as soon as he got into the car, his eyelids immediately began to fight.

"Brother Gu, there are still two hours left for the interview in the afternoon. You can sleep for a while. I will call you when the time comes."

Xiaomi turned the blanket out from under the car.

Gu Qingrang shook his head: "I still have to put on make-up and styling, so I can't sleep."

He took out his phone and was about to go to the Canyon of Kings to find some energy. Si Chen popped his head from the back seat, "Gu Qingrang, remember to post on Weibo. You haven't been in business for a few months, and your fans are hungry." Aow, didn’t you see it?"

Gu Qing wanted to refuse, but he expected that Si Chen would not let it go, so he finally turned on the phone camera obediently, took a random selfie, and posted it on Weibo.

[Gu Qing Rang V: There are a lot of worries recently. I hope that spring will come soon. (image)】

After posting Weibo, Gu Qingrang ignored what the comments said, played a game, took a five kill, and went to the TV station.

He waited until Gu Qing asked to finish work before he got the phone again.

I opened Weibo and subconsciously went to the comment area to scan.

Unexpectedly, it was all words of encouragement and comfort.

What makes Gu Qing strange is that every comment is followed by a sign of a thousand paper cranes.

The entire comment area was almost occupied by the paper cranes of Qing Yishui.

For some reason, Gu Qing suddenly remembered that Qianzhihe who was crumpled into waste paper and thrown into the trash can last night. His heart was suddenly pinched.

Gu Qingrang turned his head and asked Xiaomi: "Xiaomi, what do they mean by brushing Qianzhihe under my Weibo?"

Xiaomi laughed: "Gu brother, you told me that when you and President Jiang went to travel for the first time, they went to the Red-crowned Crane Nature Reserve, but the season you went was wrong. You didn’t look at the red-crowned crane. You were always on the way back. I was not happy. I didn’t care about President Jiang when I slept at night. As a result, you woke up the next day. The room was filled with paper cranes, all piled up by President Jiang alone... Later when you were interviewed again, you told Reporter, every time you are in a bad mood, you will be a lot happy when you see a thousand paper cranes, and fans will remember."

Gu Qing made the corners of his mouth stiff slightly.

He suddenly felt that the paper crane from last night still seemed to remain in his palm.

The small one has a heavy weight.

Gu Qing asked him to turn over the paper cranes in the trash can as soon as he returned to the apartment.

The crumpled piece of paper shrank softly, and the smiling face on it was distorted and deformed, becoming extremely weird.

Gu Qing's poke left her heart empty.

He took a trip to the sofa, his slender fingers smoothed out the folds on it a little bit, then frowned, and a little bit folded it into a thousand paper cranes, rubbing his fingers with the smiling face on it, Gu Qing made a deep sigh. With a sigh of relief, he placed Qianzhihe on his forehead and closed his eyes.

"Remember, take care of the kidneys and not the heart, Gu Qingrang..."

When Gu Qingrang opened his eyes again, the whole apartment was already dark.

He suddenly remembered that tomorrow seems to be Gu Rongyu's funeral.

Gu Qingrang's head hurt again, turned over, took out his phone, and sent a WeChat message to Jiang Yichen.

[Chen concubine, you are going to bed tonight. 】

When Jiang Yichen received the text message, his face was almost green.

This Gu Qingrang really feels like he is called to come and go...Is the massage stick?

Angry, but he really had to go.

Now he is happy to be able to stay with Gu Qing for an extra second.

Jiang Yichen hurriedly ended the evening meeting and drove to Gu Qingrang's apartment.

Gu Qing asked him to stand in front of the mirror and tie his tie with a cigarette in his mouth. When he saw him coming, he turned around and smiled without saying a word.

"Do you want to get out?"

"Well, there is a little star in my studio who has his birthday today. I will go to the town hall in the town. Are you waiting for me here or staying with me?"

"Let's go together, just come back after dinner."

The little star is Song Yiming, a singer, only 22 years old this year. Gu Qingrang has spent a lot of money on him. During this period of time, the limelight is booming, and there are not too many celebrities who come to join him. A person who reluctantly sat in a box.

When Gu Qing let someone into the house with a follower, everyone's eyes flashed a little bit of surprise.

But soon he was suppressed and exchanged lively with Gu Qing.

Gu Qingrang is the biggest among these people and was invited to the upper class table.

There were people sitting on the left and right. Jiang Yichen was frowning, and he was pushed aside by Gu Qing, "Go and sit on the other side."

Jiang Yichen pouted his lips unhappily and sat down opposite Gu Qingrang reluctantly.

At the dinner table, Gu Qing asked only to talk to these stars, his smiling face was almost stiff, and then he thought of Jiang Yichen, quickly raised his head and glanced, and saw Jiang Yichen resting his chin, his eyes slightly wrinkled. He raised his eyebrows, pursed his mouth aggrievedly, and poke the beef **** in the bowl with his chopsticks.

─Pitiful, neglected.

Gu Qing made a secret smile, picked up a candy on the table, and threw it over.

When the candy hit his head, Jiang Yichen was not angry or angry, and asked him with his eyes: "What's the matter?"

"I think you are very boring. Go downstairs and buy me a pack of cigarettes."

"Oh."

Jiang Yichen put down his chopsticks and drifted away with a full body of coolness.

The little stars all over the room seemed to be fried, and they surrounded Gu Qing one after another, all talking about it.

"Brother Gu, what is the situation between you and Jiang?"

"Are you really together?"

"But didn't President Jiang cheat on that Shen Zhiyan before?"

"You remarried?"

When Gu Qing heard the name Shen Zhiyan, his eyes darkened and he smiled: "How can it be? You didn't read the Internet and said, is Jiang Yichen my dog ​​licking? I played with him. , Anyway, he is rich and handsome, why not..."

"So Brother Gu, it's always impossible for you and Jiang?"

"A good horse doesn't turn around and hasn't heard of it?" Gu Qing asked to raise his eyebrows: "There are so many good men, why should I..."

"Jiang... President Jiang? Why are you back..."

Before Gu Qingrang had finished speaking, he heard the voice of a little star trembling with fright.

Gu Qing was taken aback, and subconsciously looked over.

I saw Jiang Yichen standing at the door with a cold complexion, looking at him with straight eyes, Gu Qingrang's seat was facing the door, and his lips were clearly visible in Jiang Yichen's eyes.

He saw everything he just said.

Gu Qing made the corners of his mouth freeze.

The heart is about to fly out, the palms of the hands are full of sweat from a guilty conscience.

The whole box was completely quiet, and even the sound of a needle falling on the ground could be heard.

Jiang Yichen stared at Gu Qing motionlessly for a full minute, then lowered his head, smiled self-deprecatingly, raised his foot and walked in and explained, "I forgot to take my wallet."

Gu Qing made his heart flustered.

"Jiang Yichen, I..."

Jiang Yichen walked back to his seat, picked up his coat and put it on his arm, and walked towards the door without looking back.

Gu Qing let the drums go up and down.

Could he...heard?

This thought just flashed through my mind, and there was a loud bang in the room.

Jiang Yichen directly kicked the chair closest to the door.

She smiled coldly and stepped out.