Chen Shenghang mocked Wan Chukong and left shortly after he received a call. Before leaving, he said to Qiao Qirui: "Look at your brother, don't let him go out and harm others."

"I'll really go out later." Wan Chukong said seriously.

When there were only two people left in the living room, Wan Chukong looked at his younger brother, "Do you still want to play games?"

Qiao Qirui shook his head wildly, "I'm going to do my homework upstairs."

Before leaving, my brother fucked a handful of dolls. The cat was extremely docile under his hands. "Dad said he would come back for dinner tonight."

Wan Chukong turned his head and looked as usual, "Isn't that good? He's having dinner with you."

The boy said "um" and said, "Then I'm going upstairs. Brother, will you come back tomorrow?"

"There will be a job tomorrow." Wan Chukong stood up, stopped his hand in mid-air, and finally fell on his brother's head and rubbed it. "Let's go next week, I'll take you out for fun next week."

"real?"

"Fake."

The boy pretended not to hear it, and stretched out his hand to hook his fingers with the man, "Brother, keep your word."

At 6:42 pm, Qi Ji sat alone in the cafeteria for dinner. Facing the melancholy of the plates of green vegetables, Wan Chukong suddenly called him to ask him if he wanted to come out for dinner together.

Qi Ji decisively: "Go!"

Then he added: "I may have to go back to the company after dinner..."

Wan Chukong said, "Then let's eat near your company."

Qi Ji wanted to speak but stopped: "There will be fans outside the door."

"Then drive to a farther place, and I'll take you back after dinner."

"It may be photographed."

"What will happen if you just have a meal?"

The other party said this, so Qi Ji naturally couldn't say anything else. Today, Qiu Yi and Ren Si both announced that there were only four of them left in the company, and the agent did not specifically keep them. Xia Wu even answered a call and left hurriedly.

Qi Ji wore a hat and mask. After leaving the side door, he inevitably encountered fans who were squatting. The lights were dim at night. Someone turned on the flashlight to see who he was. Someone immediately dissuaded not to turn on the flashlight.

Qi Ji quickly lowered the brim of the hat and walked out quickly. Logically, he shouldn't have followed him when he walked out, but someone still persisted in catching up.

Qi Ji had gone around the road but couldn't get rid of them all, so he had to take a two-step run. After seeing Wan Chukong's car, hesitated and stopped and went behind him and said, "Please don't follow me, just go out for a meal."

Those girls were quite obedient, but they never stopped the camera in their hands and kept taking pictures.

Qi Ji took the opportunity to quickly open the door and get into the car. When he turned his head, he saw Wan Chukong drinking a bag of milk. When he saw him coming up, he sucked the empty box and threw it into the garbage bag.

Qi Ji blinked, "Are you very hungry?"

"It's okay." Wan Chukong replied, starting the car and looking out the window casually, "Do you have to run like this every day in your business?"

Qi Ji was confused for a moment, "No, this is just...well, sometimes it is indeed physical labor."

He gave up struggling.

Every day after his debut, he faces the camera, program camera, media camera and fan camera. No matter what he says and does, he will have millions of interpretations. To be honest, he shouldn't have come out with Wan Chuchu today, especially when he is followed by fans when he goes out of the company.

"Is it really okay?" Qi Ji turned his head, "They might take a picture of you."

Wan Chukong asked him: "Where to eat? Is there any place I want to go?"

Qi Ji: "...No, it's OK, as long as it's not green vegetables and white porridge."

I have eaten for three days in a row and have already developed a shadow.

"Okay, then go to Hankou. I know there is a restaurant that is pretty good."

After a long time, Qi Ji realized, "Isn't the shore port by the sea?"

Wanchukong used the proper tone: "Yes."

Qi Ji: "...will it be too far away?"

"When do you need to go back?"

Qi Ji looked at the night outside the window and thought for a while and said, "It's okay if you don't go back. I'm just used to staying in the dance room."

Wan Chukong looked at him with a look, and Qi Ji smiled at him like a conditioned reflex.

His hair has returned to light golden color. He just repaired his hair roots yesterday. There was a light gray layer in his eyes. The color was not exaggerated, and he looked like a mixed-race kitten.

"You've worn contact lenses." Wan Chukong said.

Qi Ji nodded, and before he could speak, the other party spoke first, "Is it specially worn to come out?"

In fact, it was the agent who asked each of them to record a piece of Chinese Valentine's blessing to put on light makeup.

Speaking of which, it will be the Chinese Valentine's Day in a few days.

"Well, that's right." Qi Jichi replied, it's hard to say no. It would be embarrassing, and he would also be embarrassed.

Then he asked: "Which platform do you go to on the Chinese Valentine's Day?"

Wan Chukong raised his eyebrows, "What does it mean?"

"It's almost the Chinese New Year. Is there no platform to invite you to be a guest?"

Wan Chukong was quiet for a moment, "Don't go."

Qi Jiren nodded with laughter.

Wan Chukong asked him: "What are you laughing at? I also think my singing is unpleasant?"

Qi Ji immediately shook his head to show his innocence, "No!"

When he got off at the shore, the cool sea breeze blew towards the shore. Qi Ji took a deep breath and exhaled. Wan Chukong walked behind him, watching him spread his hands and put them down, a rare relaxing posture.

At night, the lights at the shore entrance were dim and the crowds could not see each other's faces. Qi Ji enjoyed this short pleasure until Wan Chukong grabbed his head, "Where do you want to go? Don't go forward, turn right."

"Oh." Qi Ji turned around obediently, doubting that Wan Chukong did it on purpose, why didn't he remind him just now!

Even the man's back was beautiful. The shadow was reflected at his feet under the hazy moonlight. Qi Ji subconsciously stepped on him, and after hitting someone, he quickly said "sorry".

"What are you doing?" Wan Chukong asked him.

Qi Ji made two excuses.

He lowered his head, and his light golden hair covered his white neck. Wan Chukong looked at him and suddenly stretched out his hand to pinch the strands of hair. Qi Ji was shocked and raised his head.

Wan Chukong asked very naturally: "What are you thinking, don't you go in?"

Qi Ji immediately forgot to pursue the investigation, and after the waiter opened the door, he whispered "Thank you".

The waiter took the two of them to the window and sat down. Qi Ji was a little hesitant, but it was really attractive to see the sea view in the distance here. Although he had been running out of the ground these days, he had no time to stop and enjoy it.

Qi Ji is a very slow-tempered person. He even comes into contact with things like people. He slowly stretches out his claws to test, and gets closer to sniff and smell it. He will become bolder after gradually getting familiar with the breath.

He took off his hat and mask, looked at the people around him, and saw that no one was paying attention to them, so he calmed down a little.

"You seem to care a lot about being photographed." Wan Chukong spoke to attract his attention.

Qi Ji was turning back, "Well, because it will be circulated badly."

"What's bad thing?" Wan Chukong asked.

Qi Ji opened his mouth but didn't know what to say. Su Mianchao and him grew up together and worked as trainees together for so many years. In the end, they would still be scolded if they terminated their contract with the company.

Just because I got close to him.

"That's..." Qi Ji looked entangled and didn't know how to describe it for a moment. "If you are with me, you will be more unlucky. There are many strange rumors, and you have everything."

Wan Chukong looked at him, "What is the strange rumor?"

Post backwards.

waste.

vase.

Pretend to be a good person.

Those words emerged one by one, and he didn't know which one was better.

——Do you really want to say it?

Wan Chukong said: "For example, you noticed me in junior high school. You secretly fell in love with me for many years. You collected all my magazines. On the day of your successful debut, you called me backstage and cried and said you like me?"

The waiter who just served the dishes: "..."

Qi Ji: “…………”

Wan Chukong: "The result was Chen Shenghang answered the phone call, and I didn't hear your confession at all."

Qi Ji's voice was weak: "Don't go around that super talk anymore."

Wan Chukong laughed, "Why not? They wrote it quite interestingly."

Qi Ji was silent.

Actually, I really want to ask in my heart, then you haven’t seen the r18 they wrote, it’s simply...it’s simply unbearable!

He wouldn't say, "No, he won't cry or cry!" They are all talking nonsense! Making it up randomly!
To be continued...