Chapter 124: The Goddess of the Future Actor (19)

Liang Qing felt that Qin Gong was angry.

He knew he wasn't doing it well, but he couldn't help it.

At this time, seeing her look cold and let him leave, his nose was slightly sour: "I know it's wrong, I'll cook for you every day in the future, don't be angry, okay?" ”

She immediately remembered his craft, and the spicy smell of the crayfish seemed to remain in her lips. His teeth were reduced, and his expression was a little hesitant. Not to mention anything else, the protagonist's cooking skills are really good.

He saw her hesitation, and his eyes lit up: "You treat me as a nanny, I will cook for you every day, do hygiene for you, and help you with all the housework." ”

Qin Gong: "No. "If the protagonist's time is spent on housework, how can he become an actor? If she doesn't become an actor and go to the pinnacle of life, how will she complete the task?

Liang Qing's eyes darkened slightly: "That'...... Occasionally, okay? ”

Little 8 suddenly shouted, "Get down!" ”

Qin Gong reacted very quickly, grabbed Liang Qing and rolled him to the ground, rolling behind the sofa, and where they were standing before, there was a thin invisible needle.

Xiao 8 said: "It's shot at your heart." ”

It knew in advance, and she reacted quickly, and she escaped.

Liang Qing obviously didn't know about this, he blushed: "This, what's wrong?" "Why did you suddenly roll him to the ground with him?

Under the cover of the sofa, she saw him want to get up, pressed his hand, and said coldly, "Don't move." ”

He really didn't dare to move.

Little 8 had already jumped to the window following the trajectory of the needle just now, and then ......

"The danger is gone."

At the same time, the doorbell rang.

Qin Gong turned his head to look at Liang Qing: "What did you buy again?" ”

He shook his head: "I didn't." ”

Qin Gong looked at Xiao 8, and it replied, "There is no danger. ”

She actually went to open the door.

Standing outside the door was a man in a suit, who looked like a gentleman, but with a terrifying temperament and sharp eyebrows, and the moment he saw her, his sharp eyes softened a little: "Li Fan." ”

She put her doubts on her face: "Are you?" ”

"I'm your uncle," in addition to the sharp eyebrows and temperament, his face looked very gentle, and the corners of his lips were slightly curved, as if he was born, "Don't you invite me in and sit?" ”

Qin Gong was silent for a while before letting go: "Please come in." ”

Just one person, if there is really something, she can handle it, even if there is no internal strength.

Liang Qing had already stood up from the ground, only her hair was still slightly messy, and when she saw that she had brought in a person with extraordinary momentum and good looks, the corners of her lips were tense, and she was not happy to guess their relationship.

The visitor also saw Liang Qing, only nodded coldly, and then sat face-to-face on the sofa with Qin Zhi, with a coffee table in the middle, and a fluffy little 8 lying on the coffee table.

"Maybe you don't know me, but I'm your uncle, and your mother is my sister," he added, after a pause, "biological." ”

Qin Servant's face was expressionless: "I haven't heard of it." ”

Liang Qing pricked up his ears and eavesdropped.

"My name is Zhang Yongqing," he took out his wallet from his suit pocket and opened it, flipping it over to her, "This is what your mother was like when she was not married." ”

There is a man and a woman in the photo, Zhang Yongqing above is younger than now, the girl next to him smiled sweetly, and compared to a scissor hand, that is the mother of the original owner Li Fan, Zhang Yongshu.

Qin Gong was unmoved: "This photo doesn't prove anything, maybe you just happen to know my mother." "Secretly ask how the little 8 is doing.

Xiao 8: "I'm still investigating, this person is not in the world plot line, his identity information in this world is confidential, I can handle it but it takes a little time, his level of secrecy is too high." ”

Zhang Yongqing put away his wallet: "It's okay, I'm not here to recognize my relatives." ”