After the Plot Collapsed, I Became a Heartthrob [Quick Transmigration]

Gu Qinghan hung up Chen Yibin's phone, turned his head to block the other party, and then continued the chat on WeChat.

    The person with the note "Mom" sent him two messages in succession:

    [Xiaohan, when will the child you mentioned bring him over to meet his parents. Since you finished talking two months ago, your dad has been talking about it here every day. ]

    [What's the matter with you, have you stayed up late filming again, and your bald head is no longer handsome? Why haven't you found anyone yet? ]

    Gu Qinghan: "..."

    His fingers moved quickly:

    [I haven't caught up yet, but he's at home now, lying on my lap. ]

    [! ! ! ]

    [Quick! Show it to mom and take a photo secretly! ]

    Gu Qinghan looked up at Xi Heguang who was lying on his lap and swiping Weibo.

    The young man seemed a little sleepy, his pale lips slightly opened and he yawned, and the sleepy tears in the corners of his eyes were wiped away by the raised thin white fingers. The other party noticed his gaze, his pale face turned around, and his eyes opened with a puzzled look.

    Gu Qinghan reached out and touched Xi Heguang's head.

    The slender and powerful fingers shuttled between the soft hairline, and the pulp of the fingers gently pressed the acupuncture points on the head, so comfortable that the young man narrowed his eyes slightly, and a small pocket appeared on the cheek.

    I have to say that massaging the head is really comfortable!

    Gu Qinghan had a big hand and manipulated the button of the small video with one hand, quietly recorded the scene of Xi and Guang, and then clicked send.

    [Hey, this kid looks too good-looking! Still so good, let's touch, and still rest on your lap! ]

    [No, within five minutes, I want to see this child! ]

    A video invitation came immediately from the opposite side.

    Gu Qinghan didn't expect his mother's action to be so strong. He originally wanted to hang up, but after looking at Xi Heguang, who was obediently nestled on his lap, he changed his mind.

The thighs under the head are very flexible, and the pillow is very comfortable. Although the Spring Festival Gala in my ears is a bit noisy, the voice is a bit like ASMR. Coupled with the touch of Gu Qinghan's hand, Xi Heguang felt that he could just fall asleep.

    Unexpectedly, that hand stopped touching his hair, and turned to pinch his cheek.

    Xi and Guangren continued to close their eyes and try to fall asleep.

    Then the warm fingertips began to tap his nose again.

    Xi and Guang continued to endure, trying to avoid the harassment and continue to sleep.

    Until finally the finger started to gently scrape his eyelashes!

    Tolerable or unbearable!

    Xi Heguang opened his eyes angrily.

    Then he saw on the screen of the mobile phone, two very graceful old people were looking at him and laughing.

    Xi Heguang: "???"

    Xi Heguang immediately got up from Gu Qinghan's legs.

    The young man's soft black hair drooped in his ears, his dark and bright eyes were wide open, his pale lips were slightly open, and his face was at a loss. His eyes glanced at the screen, and then turned to Gu Qinghan's face, a pair of white hands clenched nervously.