A love story of two ladyboys

When Mr. Qin finally took the initiative to find Ji Yao, the blog of the other party "Ji Ermao" had already been picked up, and some "kind" guild members found screenshots of Ji Yao's live broadcast and sent them directly to Qin gentlemen.

The young anchor with big eyes, high nose bridge and glasses looks so cute, making Mr. Qin turn into a big bad wolf in an instant, wanting to eat the other party bite by bite.

Ji Yao is like a white-cut chicken served on a plate, not only plucked, but also washed white and naked. When he spoke, he was full of depression and panic, for fear that Mr. Qin would read his little pornographic article and put it on the table. He treats him like a perverted nerd with dissatisfied desires.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Qin acted coquettishly as soon as he came: "Mr. Ji, why didn't you find me today? Did you find other men outside because of your fame?"

Ji Yao laughed angrily at this sentence, plugged in his microphone in a hurry, and laughed aloud while speaking: "Mr. Qin, don't you have nothing to cuckold yourself, okay?"

"Tsk, you can talk back, Mr. Ji, you never talked back to me before, do you know that?"

"Nonsense, I didn't talk before, so of course I didn't talk back to you." Ji Yao made a "huh" to express his sarcasm.

Mr. Qin closed Pa Yi Pa's webpage, opened the game and clicked on a team application: "Teacher Ji, come."

Ji Yao was flustered looking at his crazy blog. In a few hours, those people from the game had already taken over his message board. A bunch of people shouted how cute Mrs. Commander is, which frightened him enough, for fear that his home address would be found out next.

What if someone knocked on the door one day, and it was Mr. Qin when he opened the door, how scary it would be.

Ji Yao thought, Mr. Qin must be a fat man because he plays games sharply and has a nice voice.

Damn, it's not that he discriminates, but fat people and the like, I still can't accept it for a while.

He was thinking wildly, when suddenly there was a "boom" from a team application, which made Ji Yao tremble, and quickly switched back to the game, seeing clearly that it was Mr. Qin, he tremblingly agreed.

"Where do you want to take me?" Ji Yao looked at him and asked him, stepping on his right foot on his left foot, asking him to ride a catty of pineapple with him for free.

Seeing that the temperature is getting colder every day, but it has not yet reached the heating period in the north, the soles of his feet feel terribly cold when he steps on the floor wearing woolen socks. some pitiful heat to warm myself.

"Take you to see the scenery." Mr. Qin seems to be in a good mood, speaking in an unusually cheerful tone.

Looking at the scenes on the screen switching back and forth, Ji Yao felt as if he had nothing to do with him. He picked up the cup at hand and drank a couple of sips of water to moisten his throat. After drinking, he smacked his lips mysteriously.

Mr. Qin heard the voice and said with a smile, "Mr. Ji, are you hungry?"

Only then did Ji Yao come to his senses, and replied seriously: "No!"

"Go and eat if you're hungry," Mr. Qin coaxed, "I'll talk to you about business later."

Ji Yao: "I'm not hungry, Mr. Qin, I'm really not hungry."

Mr. Qin seemed determined to let him eat, and continued to coax him: "Eat even if you are not hungry, be good, be obedient."

Ji Yao: "..."

Ji Yao: "Mr. Qin, I'm not an idiot!"

Hearing that Ji Yao was a little furious, Mr. Qin immediately compromised: "Okay, then let's get down to business."

In the game, a catty of pineapples took a little black cat up a mountain without any money, with an orange-red sky in front and a maple leaf behind.

A catty of pineapples without money kicked a little black cat out of the carriage and walked to the side of the mountain by himself.

Mr. Qin said: "Mr. Ji, do you love me?"

Without even thinking about it, Ji Yao said, "I don't love you."

Mr. Qin sighed, and threatened like a strong woman: "Mr. Ji, tell me you love me. If you don't tell me, I will jump from here!"

Ji Yao was amused, and grinned at the screen until his face was a little sour, before responding: "Mr. Qin...do you like it?"

It's a bit too nasty to say love, and they haven't developed to that point yet, but he really likes playing with Mr. Qin, which is the truth.

"Okay," Mr. Qin was quite satisfied, "For the sake of your wife, there's nothing wrong with being shy. My husband understands you."

Ji Yao almost sprayed water on the screen.

Mr. Qin went further and said, "Mr. Ji, should you call me husband?"

After finishing the sentence, he immediately added: "You can also call me a husband."

Ji Yao felt that Mr. Qin really owed a fight.

The two of them discussed for 10 to [-] minutes on the topic of "husband or husband". Ji Yao insisted on his chastity and refused to speak. He squeezed his throat and kept calling "Mrs. Ma'am".

Ji Yao couldn't beat him, so he could only raise his hands in surrender in the end, and reluctantly called out "Husband", the voice was as low as an embroidery needle dropped on the ground, and he needed a loudspeaker to hear clearly.

Before Mr. Qin agreed to say "Hey", a third person spoke on the voice channel.

This person used a five-meat wheat with a huge electric sound, spoke an accent from an unknown place, and had a smoky voice when he spoke: "Why are you two so greasy and crooked, it's too nasty."

Ji Yao quickly turned on the voice, and saw a group of people squatting neatly in the small room of him and Mr. Qin, as many Chinese cabbages were placed in the tractor in the morning market.

Mr. Qin had quick hands and sharp eyes, and before he could say another word, he removed everyone except Ji Yao, and the guild group immediately scolded.

After clearing the venue, Mr. Qin cursed a few more words on the public channel before returning to talk to Ji Yao: "Mr. Ji, what's the phone number?"

Ji Yao was stunned for a while before asking back, "Do you want to call me?"

Mr. Qin gave a soft "hmm": "They always want to eavesdrop."

"Okay." Ji Yao agreed, typed out a string of numbers and sent them to Mr. Qin.