The actor's squeamish little brother [Across the Ages and Today]

Chapter 100 Be good, I can't

Regardless of Qiu Zhenghao and Lin Yuan's dissatisfied looks, Qiu Ci took back the photos in their hands and put them back into the box.

Qiu Ci had a simple birthday, and Qiu's family didn't think it was a special day to celebrate. The family gathered together for a meal and treated it as his birthday.

After their birthday, Qiu Ci and the two stayed in the old house for one night.

After washing and lying on the bed, the room fell into darkness.

Ran Dongling had the habit of chatting before going to bed. After finding a comfortable position in the dark, his little mouth started chattering.

"Brother Qiu Ci, happy birthday, you are one year older again."

He has said happy birthday to Qiu Ci more than a dozen times today, and it seems that every time he says happy birthday, Qiu Ci will be more happy.

When they went to bed, the time was 23:55. After going to bed, they lingered for a while. Qiu Ci's birthday had long passed, and now it was a new day.

With the person in his arms, Qiu Ci patted his back gently and found a topic to coax Ran Dongling to sleep.

"When is your birthday, Guaiguai? It's your birthday in the original world."

Ran Dongling told Qiu Ci that his birthday in Yunchao was the first day of June.

June is summer.

Qiu Ci originally thought that he was called Dong Ling because he was born in winter, so he used the word winter. It turned out that he was born in summer.

"Why did Daddy and Father name you Dong Ling?"

"Because Daddy likes to eat winter melon candies."

The names of the three brothers were all given by their father, and only my own name was given by my father.

Li Rui didn't know how to name. On the day of naming, he casually said the word winter melon while eating his favorite winter melon candy.

Of course, their baby brother couldn't be named Xie Gualing. Such a vulgar name could only be given to a boy. Kang Dinghou and his wife chose the Chinese character for winter melon, and the name Xie Dongling was born.

Unexpectedly, this was the reason. Qiu Ci was silent for a while. He finally knew who Ran Dongling inherited his naming idea - his biological father.

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The next day, Ran Dongling got up early and wanted to go out to bask in the sun.

Qiu Ci was still upstairs packing the things he needed to take when he went out, while Ran Dongling ran to the courtyard on the first floor and waited for him downstairs.

"Hey, people over there, stop here and come here!" A childish voice came over.

Looking around, Ran Dongling found a small fat man on the railing at the gate.

Little Fatty, who looked about five or six years old, with flesh on his hands and face, curled his fingers at him, meaning to call him over.

Walking over curiously, Ran Dongling pointed at herself and asked him, "Did you just call me?"

"Yes, that's you. Are you the wife of that bad guy? How could he marry such a beautiful wife like you when he is so bad? This world is so unfair."

The little fat man spoke in a very rude tone, sounding like a bad guy in one mouth, and like a bad guy's wife in another.

Ran Dongling frowned. How could this kid be so rude? He actually called Qiu Ci's brother a bad guy and called himself a bad guy's wife.

Not wanting to be like a child, Ran Dongling knelt down to look at him levelly and waved his fist to threaten him, "Don't call brother Qiu Ci a bad guy. Brother Qiu Ci is a good man. He saved my life and was very kind to me. He will also If you cut some fruit for me to eat, you won't be a bad guy."

Little Fatty suspected that the bad guy they were talking about was not the same person. The bad guy named Qiu Ci spanked him so hard during the Chinese New Year. How could he be a good guy?

He cut it, disagreed with what Ran Dongling said, and said sarcastically: "That's nothing special. He's not as good as my brother. My brother can not only cut fruit, but he can also make chicken drumstick rice. Can that bad guy do that?"

"Of course brother Qiu Ci can, he can also make egg fried rice!"

An inexplicable struggle started between the two.

"Tch, my brother can also make coffee. He can make the most bitter coffee in the world. Can that bad guy do it?"

"Brother Qiu Ci will give me hot milk. Hot milk is sweet and delicious."

"My brother has one foot in two boats, and those two are still twins!" Little Fatty was unconvinced and revealed his brother's shocking news.

"Brother Qiu Ci can wear two shoes on his feet. You can wear slippers, leather shoes, and sneakers!" Ran Dongling is not convinced either. Brother Qiu Ci can't be worse than others!

"My brother has had eight boyfriends!" Xiao Pangdun once again revealed the shocking information about his brother.

Eight! !

Brother Qiu Ci has only had one boyfriend: himself, how can this compare?

"Brother Qiu Ci...he, he has nine good friends!"

Little Fatty suddenly opened his eyes wide.

nine? Isn't that one more than his brother's eight?

His brother seems to have only boyfriends and no good friends. All his good friends have become his brother's boyfriends.

The flesh on his face trembled slightly, and he glared at Ran Dongling fiercely. No, it seemed that he could only tell his final trump card.

"My brother knows how to eat/fly!"

He didn't believe that the bad guy would eat it too!

What is Xiang? Do you mean flying?

Ran Dongling didn't understand the meaning of Xiang and thought it was flying, but Brother Qiu Ci couldn't fly!

After fighting to this point, there was no way he would lose to Little Fatty. No matter whether hatred could fly or not, it must fly now. He raised his voice and spoke.

"Brother Qiu Ci can do it too!"

The surrounding temperature suddenly dropped. Ran Dongling and Xiao Pangdun touched their arms together, looking for the source of the coldness.

There was the sound of footsteps behind him. Xiaopangdun stretched out a finger, pointed at the back of Ran Dongling, and stammered: "You, your brother is here!"

Someone grabbed his collar, and Ran Dongling was lifted up. He turned his head and faced a handsome cold face.

Qiu Ci put him down, rubbed the back of his head, pinched his cheeks, and whispered to him gently.

"Be good, I can't."