At the celebration banquet after the concert, everyone drank a lot of wine. Fu Shuang cried so hard that she would hug her arms and howl whenever she saw anyone.

"Be careful that these words you said are recorded." Ren Si just finished speaking, and turned around and saw Lin Shan holding his cell phone to record the video of Fu Shuang. He gave Lin Shan the back of his head with a headache, "Don't make trouble!"

Lin Shan pressed to pause recording, and then saved it and put away his phone with a smile.

Fu Shuang then raised her head from the table and looked around, "Where is the little sixth brother?"

Ren Si also found that two people were missing, "Where have Qi Ji and Xia Wu gone?"

"Xia Wu went out to smoke, and Qi Ji said he was going to the bathroom." Lin Shan said as he looked at another table, then narrowed his eyes and said meaningfully, "Maybe I'll be back in a while."

On the other table, Chen Shenghang rolled his eyes and was about to turn to the sky. He saw Qi Ji standing up from the table, and Wan Chukong followed him out. He muttered in his heart, but he was nervous.

Before leaving, the man said something to Su Qiaoqiao beside him. Su Qiaoqiao looked like she was fulfilling her mission. When Wan Chukong left, Chen Shenghang asked, "What did he tell you?"

Su Qiaoqiao shook her head, "Nothing."

Chen Shenghang was speechless.

After holding it in for a while, I couldn't help it and continued to ask Su Qiaoqiao: "Have he gone to find Qi Ji?"

Su Qiaoqiao: "I don't know."

Chen Shenghang showed up: "I know what their relationship is."

Su Qiaoqiao was determined: "He is a pure brother."

Chen Shenghang: "..."

A few seconds later, Chen Shenghang regained his anger: "He is not like this to his brother."

Su Qiaoqiao: "Then have you ever thought that maybe he didn't treat you as a brother?"

Chen Shenghang stayed even further.

He should have known that those who can become friends with Qi Ji have more or less similarities to Qi Ji!

Qi Ji came out of the bathroom and saw Wan Chukong standing under the steps of the sink and looking down at his phone, blinking his eyes and speaking: "Do you go to the toilet too?"

When Wan Chukong heard this, he raised his head and took his cell phone back into his pants pocket, "I'll come to find you."

He said as he stepped up the steps to go to La Qiji, but Qiji avoided him and told him seriously: "I haven't washed my hands yet, wait."

Wan Chukong nodded, looked at Qi Ji's hand sanitizer that had been pressing a pump for a long time, carefully reaching the knuckles and nails, and it was not until a lot of foam appeared on his hands that he turned on the faucet to flush.

Wan Chukong didn't say a word throughout the whole process, and stood patiently waiting. Qi Ji looked at him through the wash mirror in front of him, his eyes were already a little blurred and his cheeks were also flushed.

The leaders kept speaking in the first half of the celebration banquet. They listened in the audience. He and Wan Chukong sat on two tables far apart, which were specially prepared for the members' friends. When they sat at the main table, they were all toasted a lot of wine without exception.

In this kind of occasion, Qi Ji originally wanted to hide for a while in the name of going to the toilet, but as soon as he came out, he was so dizzy that he had just breathed out.

"Have you washed?" Wan Chukong asked him.

Qi Ji raised his hands together and showed them to Wan Chukong: "There is still water." It means that he can't hold hands yet.

It looked a bit like a kitten bowing. He didn't notice it himself, only the person opposite him could see it.

Wan Chukong pulled out a piece of water-absorbing paper from the next cardboard box. Qi Ji reached out to pick it up, but was surrounded by it.

Wan Chukong held his wrist with one hand, and the slightly hard tissue instantly wrapped around his wet hands. Through the gradually wet paper, the heat in the man's palm was also conveyed to Qi Ji.

Qi Ji first looked up at him with a little dazed look, then said dizzyly: "You are so beautiful."

He knew who the person in front of him was, but his mind was no longer in control, and what was even more disobedient was his mouth.

Wan Chukong smiled, his voice soft and low: "You are better looking."

Qi Ji also smiled with his eyes and saw Wan Chukong approaching little by little, then he said, "This is a public place." Even if he was drunk, he remembered it!

"Well, I will endure it." Wan Chu Kong said so, but his eyes were staring at him. The man who could act was so good at pretending not to pretend in front of Qi Ji, and his desire was displayed frankly and nakedly.

Qi Ji let out without any bottom line: "You can hold hands."

"What should I do if it's not enough?" Wan Chukong was not satisfied with this.

Qi Ji was still thinking, and Wan Chukong had already pulled him into the single room and locked the door.

The moment the door closed, he said, "I've used the toilet."

"I haven't." Wan Chukong said.

"You can't go together."

"Can't it? But I think Xiaoqi will be with me, and I will be scared by myself." Wan Chukong opened his eyes and told a lie.

Although Qi Ji was drunk, he was not completely stupid. He immediately exposed him: "Don't lie to me, you won't be afraid."

Wan Chukong smiled again, grabbed his wrist, lowered his head to his face, "Can you kiss now?"

Qi Ji left his head and had a noticeable blush on his cheeks: "No."

"Why?"

"Although you are very handsome, I have a boyfriend." Qi Ji's eyes were shiny when he spoke. He knew he was lying at a glance. He really had no acting talent, especially in front of Wan Chukong.

Wan Chukong put his fingers to his mouth, and the hand sanitizer was a faint fragrance of camellia, "Who is your boyfriend?"

"Don't you know?" Qi Ji also raised his head, rubbing his hair into one place, feeling each other's burning breath, and his finger touched Wan Chukong's warm lips.

Wan Chukong lowered his eyes, and the color of his eyes was deep, "Do I know?"

Qi Ji pulled out his hand and poked Wan Chukong's chest, "He's standing here."

He looked clever and successful.

Wan Chukong was completely cute by him, and he wrapped around his waist, grabbed him into himself, and even deliberately tightened his circle, saying seriously: "I'm jealous."

"What are you jealous?" This time it was Qi Ji's turn to not understand.

"Eat your boyfriend's jealousy." Wan Chukong said as he took his earlobe in his mouth. Qi Ji was already dizzy, and now his legs were weak and he fell into Wan Chukong's arms.

Even so, he still said with difficulty: "But my boyfriend is you."

After all, I was drunk. What is the best explanation for this? I looked stupid and very silly.

"Is that true?" Wan Chukong teased him and deliberately spoke in his ear with a qi sound, "Then we must secretly not be discovered."

The bathrooms in the five-star hotel are extremely clean, and there is even a smell of incense. The partitions of the bathroom are made of wood-like pellets, and dark brown circles surround them like whirlpools. Qi Ji was already dizzy, but now he is even more dizzy.

Wan Chukong said to his ear: "Baby is so beautiful on stage today."

Qi Ji changed into seven or eight sets of stage clothes today. Now he is wearing his own private clothes. He likes loose clothes very much. In the past, it was convenient for others to wear and take off. Now it is convenient for others to wear and take off.

He is not short, and it is just right to stand with the team members, but he can't do it once he meets Wan Chukong. His skeleton is not as big as Wan Chukong, and his shoulders are not as wide as men. He looks even smaller when wearing loose clothes. He looks like he is the target of being bullied at first glance.

"Is that true?" Qi Ji gently rubbed Wan Chukong's palm with his cheek and made a report with Wan Chukong, "I'm so tired, my legs are trembling now."

"Does the waist hurt?" Wan Chukong said, and rubbed him through his clothes.

Qi Ji closed his eyes and shook his head, "No, there was no pain today..."

Wan Chukong gently landed the kiss on his forehead, then his eyes, nose bridge, and finally to his mouth. He took his soft lips, used his tongue to describe the outline of his mouth, and then slowly penetrated it, licking his sensitive palate.

Qi Ji closed his eyes, his eyelashes trembled slightly.

After the kiss, his mouth was half open and panting, with saliva at the corner of his mouth that he had no time to swallow, or that Wan Chukong deliberately left there, and he would just wait for a while to wipe it off with his hands. Qi Ji's makeup was not completely removed, and there was a thin flash in his eye sockets, and his whole body showed a fragile beauty, as if it was easy to be broken. Only those who had really come into contact with him knew how tough he was.

"Many people behind me call your name, and some call your wife." Wan Chukong put his hand into his loose clothes and pressed it up from his ribs, heavy and light, "Whose wife are you?"

Qi Ji finally opened his eyes, his eyes as clear and transparent as water. "Why are you paying attention to so many things in the audience?"

"It's because they shouted too loudly." Wan Chukong lowered his head and gently rubbed the skin on his neck with the tip of his nose, leaving no traces, so he wanted Qi Ji to dye his own breath.

Qi Ji raised his hand and touched Wan Chukong's hair to show comfort.

Wan Chukong accepted it happily, but he still called "wife" in his ear and stubbornly sought a response, so Qi Ji had to respond randomly.

After a while, someone seemed to be coming in, and with the slight click of the lighter, Qi Ji widened his eyes slightly.

Wan Chukong looked at him sideways, and Qi Ji used his mouth: "Is it Xia Wu?"

Wan Chukong laughed and his voice was extremely soft: "Then don't make a sound."

They shouldn't have done these ridiculous things in the bathroom. When Wan Chukong squatted down, Qi Ji's whole body tensed up, and he grabbed the man's hair and did not allow him to step closer.

Wan Chukong pressed his tailbone with his hand, raised his head to look at him, looking leisurely as if he was doing something normal.

After a while, for a short period of time, Qi Ji suddenly lowered his head, and a tear fell down, and then he couldn't control himself. He cried very fiercely, with a little drunkenness, and he didn't dare to make a sound. His face turned red, and his eyes looked at Wan Chukong with accusations.

He drank too much and his body was soft, so he could not continue in this situation. However, Wan Chukong liked to bully him very much.

Qi Ji wanted to take revenge, but forgot that the man was not drunk at all. When he squatted down, he was stunned, and he was moaning, muttering in a low voice: "I just said don't continue..."

The person who smoked opposite him has left, and it doesn’t matter whether Xia Wu is. If so, then he must teach him a lesson when he goes back to not smoke in public places!

Wan Chukong gently rubbed against his lips, his voice mute: "Baby, you can't be distracted at this time."

It’s not that Qi Ji can’t eat candy, but he just doesn’t like to eat candy that others force him. Of course, Wan Chukong didn’t force him, he took the initiative.

But why?!

He thought about it carefully, but didn't know which step went wrong.

But it was rare to see Wan Chukong's out of control. He felt it was very novel. His tongue curled up the round candy and licked it gently. It smelled of salty, which was not very difficult to eat.
To be continued...