romantic accident

Chapter 47

At two o'clock in the night, An Mingzhi was woken up.

There was no light left in the room, and the curtains were closed so that no light could come in.Zheng Yuzhang still smelled heavily of alcohol and was not sober. He tripped over an unknown object on the carpet in the bedroom, stumbled and fell under the quilt.

An Ming knew that he slept very lightly. Although he had been resting for a long time recently, his sleep quality was poor. He always had strange dreams and was occasionally woken up by the sound of birdsong in the yard.Auntie's footsteps going up the stairs, Zhenzhen's piano practice, these sounds could be ignored before, but now they can always be heard clearly.

So he woke up when Zheng Yuzhang went up the stairs, his heartbeat was beating violently with the sound of approaching steps.

An Mingzhi reached out and turned on the induction night light on the bedside. The beige warm light shone on Zheng Yuzhang's drunken face. The strong and unpleasant smell of alcohol mixed with the smell of strangers rushed into An Mingzhi's nasal cavity together. .

An knowingly turned his head in disgust.

Zheng Yuzhang really drank too much this time, he hadn't been so drunk for many years.Even if I woke up in the hotel in the early morning, I had slept through it, but I didn't wake up, and I was still half drunk.

He climbed up a few steps, leaned over to kiss An Mingzhi, and shouted: "Baby..."

An Mingzhi dodged: "Get out of the way."

Zheng Yuzhang didn't seem to hear, licking his ear, like a wizard casting a seductive spell in his ear, shouting in a low and hoarse voice.

An Mingzhi felt that he had identified the wrong person. After all, Zheng Yuzhang hadn't called him that for many years. He only called him that when we first met. What kind of baby, Zhizhi, made An Mingzhi always blush and heartbeat.At that time, he was ignorant and ignorant, and he was very deceitful. Zheng Yuzhang ate him to death.

Gradually I stopped shouting like that, maybe it was because the novelty had passed, maybe it was because I was too tired to panic, there were many things for no reason.

Who knows which little lover he is calling now?

For so many years, the freshness between them has been exhausted, but there is always someone who can make a person regain the freshness.An knew that thinking of the phone call at night, as well as the smell of alcohol and strange smell pouring into his nose, his stomach was churning with nausea.

Zheng Yuzhang pulled off An Mingzhi's pajamas impatiently, and lowered his head to kiss his chest.He was tall and strong, with a strong body. An Ming knew that he was not as strong as him, so he couldn't push the person on him, so Zheng Yuzhang succeeded and sucked a piece of red on his delicate chest.

"Get up..." An Mingzhi pushed and kicked him.

His knees were on Zheng Yuzhang's stomach, Zheng Yuzhang grunted in pain, like a lion wounded by an arrow, roughly separated his legs, and slid his hands from An Mingzhi's chest to on his belly.

There is a scar there.

Zheng Yuzhang was dazed, staring at the scar for a while, then lowered his head and kissed it.

"Sweetie... Zhizhi..." He lay on An Mingzhi's body and yelled vaguely.

He was very heavy, and An Ming knew he couldn't handle it.Zheng Yuzhang touched his lower abdomen with his hands, and stayed on it for a few seconds before wanting to continue down.

"Zheng Yuzhang!"

An Ming knew that he was in a hurry, and almost cried.

He came home with a strange smell and climbed into his bed, which was disgusting enough, now An Ming knew that he really couldn't pretend to have nothing to do and let Zheng Yuzhang do it.

"Touch, just touch the stomach..." Zheng Yuzhang was still not awake, so he got involved again.

An Ming knew that he would not let him go, so he slapped him angrily.

Both of them were stunned for a few seconds, Zheng Yuzhang saw that An Mingzhi had tears in his eyes.

He panicked and said to himself withdrew his hand: "Okay, I won't touch you if you don't want to be touched, I won't touch you...Why are you so angry today..."

An Mingzhi shivered and pushed him away.

Zheng Yuzhang turned over for a few minutes, but didn't dare to touch him again, and fell asleep hugging the quilt.

An Ming knew that he was far away from him, and when he smelled the smell that belonged to a stranger, he felt sick to his stomach.The guest room was not cleaned, so he could only hug the quilt and share a bed with Yang Yang to sleep.

Zheng Yuyang woke up the next day. Sure enough, his brother did not lie to him and slept with him all night. He was so happy that he decided to continue to implement the coquettish strategy tonight.

In the second half of the night, An Ming knew that he slept soundly, but the child was not sleeping honestly, lying sideways for a while, then sticking to his body later, but that made An Ming know that he slept more peacefully.

At least he knew that Zheng Yuyang was by his side.

My aunt came to ask Zheng Yuyang to get up and get dressed in the morning, and saw that An Mingzhi was also squeezed into this small bed. He was more than 1.8 meters tall, and he was really aggrieved sleeping on the 1.5-meter bed. .

Zheng Yuyang was playing with him.

"Mr. An, why did you sleep here?" Auntie was surprised.

Zheng Yuyang rushed to talk: "Brother slept with Yangyang yesterday."

He has learned to speak a lot, and now he still rushes to answer the words of adults.The aunt picked him up and dressed him, and asked in a low voice, "Did Mr. Zheng come back last night?"

She slept on the first floor and heard a little movement, but didn't get up to watch.

"Drinking?"

An Mingzhi: "Yes."

The aunt said: "No wonder... how much did you have to drink? The living room still smelled of wine when I woke up this morning."

An Mingzhi didn't speak, but the aunt was thoughtful: "I'm sure I'll have a headache when I wake up later, I'll go prepare a glass of honey water."

Zheng Yuyang is a clever little ghost. When he heard that his father was back, he ran out with his shoes on to find Zheng Yuzhang.After he came back from his grandmother's house, his father was always away, and he hadn't seen his father a few times.

An Mingzhi is not the same as in the past, now that Yang Yang has grown up, he is different from the little pudding who was always followed by an important person when he was a child, he can sleep and eat by himself without An Mingzhi taking care of him all the time.

No one in this family needs him anymore.

After Zheng Yuyang left the room, An Mingzhi called Wei Ming and asked him if he had any good scripts that he could accept recently, including TV dramas and movies.

Wei Ming was a little surprised, but thinking about it, An Mingzhi had also rested for a long time. The release of "Overturning the Nest" was very successful, and An Mingzhi's net worth has directly increased several times. Now there are many more people looking for him to film than before.

There is no shortage of scripts, he said: "A few TV dramas are casting, I will send the scripts to your email to have a look?"

"Okay." An Mingzhi asked, "When did the first film start?"

"Early next month." Wei Ming said, "But the script is average, and the characters aren't too good."

It's neither the male lead nor the male supporting role, at most it's a friendly cameo. Given An Mingzhi's current popularity, it's a bit wronged to let him play it.He suggested that An Mingzhi take a rest for a while, and at the awards ceremony at the end of July, if "Overturning the Nest" wins one or two awards, An Mingzhi's worth will go up, and he will be approached for better scripts.

He is a layman, and his duty is to bring fire to the entertainers under him.He knew that An Mingzhi only filmed movies and didn't participate in variety shows and reality shows, which was what Zheng Yuzhang meant.So he wants to maximize the benefits in a limited script.

"I heard that "Suo Qingqiu" has been registered and is about to be filmed, but the casting has not yet started. Now there are many calls for you to play the male lead on the Internet. It is no problem to win this role. Do you want to wait?"

"Suo Qingqiu" is also a popular adaptation at the moment. It mainly tells the story of a prince who started to be indifferent to fame and fortune, but was framed and exiled in the struggle for power, and finally endured the burden and regained his power.Wei Ming knew a little bit about it, the temperament of the protagonist is very similar to An Mingzhi, and now he is going to make a remake, and his voice is very high on the Internet.

An Ming knew that taking this role would not be a problem, he was the most suitable candidate.

So Wei Ming wanted him to rest for a while, since it was the main character, and it was a costume drama, and the filming was intense, Wei Ming was worried that he would be overwhelmed like last time.

An Mingzhi said: "Give me a script that can be shot in the near future."

"That's the one at the beginning of next month, but..."

"what?"

"I thought you wouldn't accept it, so I rejected it for you yesterday." He knew that An Mingzhi had high requirements for the script, and this script was definitely not a good one.

An Mingzhi thought for a while and said, "Give me the director's contact information, and I will tell the director myself."

"So anxious?" Wei Ming was a little worried about him, "I know, did something happen?"

"It's okay, Brother Wei, I'm a little free recently."

Wei Ming didn't think much about it: "Then I'll send you the script."

"it is good."

Zheng Yuzhang was completely drunk, he didn't even remember that he hung up Zheng Zhenzhen's phone, let alone what he did to An Mingzhi when he went home in the middle of the night.

But the pain on the left side of his cheek reminded him of what had happened.

He could only vaguely remember that he went to drink, and then Lin Yi called him, and he called him over to complain about his bitterness, and then... he couldn't remember clearly afterwards, it seemed that he woke up somewhere, followed by a It was like a dream, dreaming that An Ming knew that the little ancestor would not let him touch him, he just wanted to touch his stomach.

When he woke up again, it was morning. He lay on the bed and recalled it for a long time, but he couldn't remember anything, and some only had a headache.

"Dad, my brother slept with me yesterday." Zheng Yuyang showed off.

Zheng Yuzhang lifted him up: "Really?"

"It's true." Zheng Yuyang giggled, and asked An Mingzhi who was going down the stairs for help, "Dad, let me down quickly! Brother, come and save Yangyang!"

Zheng Yuzhang turned around and saw An Mingzhi standing there.It was still very hot in mid-July, and the air conditioner was not turned on in the living room, but he was wearing a thin coat.

"Ill?" Zheng Yuzhang asked with concern.

He wanted to check An Mingzhi's body temperature, but the other party avoided him: "No."

An knew that he had hugged Zheng Yuyang, but didn't talk to him again, and asked his aunt if breakfast was ready.

The aunt said: "Dinner can be served, but Miss Zhenzhen hasn't woken up yet, so I'll call."

An Mingzhi agreed and put Yangyang on the baby chair.Seeing his reaction, Zheng Yuzhang knew that he must have done something stupid last night, if he was uneasy, he knew he would not go to sleep in Zheng Yuyang's room, let alone turn a blind eye to him now.

The problem is, he has no idea what he did.

"I drank too much yesterday." Zheng Yuzhang explained.

Zheng Yuzhang didn't make any sense about this matter. He knew that An Mingzhi didn't like him drinking, and he thought An Mingzhi was getting angry about it.

An Mingzhi lowered his head and said nothing.

Zheng Yuyang was still at the dinner table, his two watery eyes were turning back and forth between the two of them, so An Ming knew he didn't want to show his emotions too obviously, he was very angry, but in the final analysis it was a matter between him and Zheng Yuzhang, There is no need to implicate unrelated people.

Especially children's emotions are easily influenced by adults.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Zheng Yuzhang panicked: "What the hell did I do?"

An Mingzhi: "You really don't remember?"

"I don't remember, I drank some pieces." Zheng Yuzhang shook his head.Now he shakes his head and feels uncomfortable.

An Ming knew him well, and he knew that Zheng Yuzhang was a good drinker, and he was almost never drunk.Whether it's true or not, it doesn't seem to matter that much anymore.

He didn't want to mention this matter again, at least he didn't want to think about it again for a short time, as long as he mentioned it, his stomach would roll, and tears would come out.

Zheng Yuzhang looked at him and finally realized the seriousness of the matter.