A love story of two ladyboys

If there is anything that attracts more attention than the game of "the president's beloved wife is a man", it must be that a well-known male president and his wife transferred to the Caidibang.

Poor Jiyao's last post was still popular, and this post popped up again, so I had to temporarily close the live broadcast room, change the name of the blog, and encrypt my Two-dimensional Internet celebrity identity layer by layer, hoping to avoid it. This burst of limelight, so as not to be stripped to the point where there is no underwear left.

Mr. Qin didn't care about this matter, and even sighed regretfully: "Mr. Ji, you deleted all the photos, and I won't be able to see your face in the future..."

These words made Ji Yao's heart tremble. How can it be tasteless, so he could only remind him: "Mr. Qin, I'm not dead yet."

Mr. Qin: "Mr. Ji, how many photos can you send me?"

Ji Yao was naturally unhappy: "I don't even know what you look like, so why should I send you a picture!"

"Do you want to watch it?" Mr. Qin asked, and before Ji Yao could answer, he sent a video invitation.

Ji Yao was taken aback by the sudden video notification sound, looked at the words "The other party initiated a video invitation" on the phone screen, hesitated for a long time and chose to hang up.

Mr. Qin sent the message very quickly. As soon as the video was hung up, he sent a message: "Mr. Ji, are you shy?"

Ji Yao thought for a while before replying: "No, I just think...it's too sudden..."

Mr. Qin is also considerate, and he didn't continue to struggle with this issue: "Then tell me when you want to see it."

Speaking of games, Mr. Qin actually went to the small guild with Ji Yao, but somehow it was misrepresented, and it became the president who took care of the president's wife. The days are gone.

The relationship between the two parties has not been figured out before, and the people who eat melons have already arbitrarily put the famous tags of "Gong" and "Shou" on "Mr. Qin" and "Mr. Into the wealthy "Mr. Ji.

A few days later, the story of the president and the president's wife was turned into a game fan art. The foot-scratching royal sister and the fake breast loli joined hands to enter the rivers and lakes, triggering a wave of fan creations for no reason.

Coupled with the "accidentally" leaked recording of the whispers between the president and the president's wife by the members of the guild, the male voice of the male uncle solicited the hearts of the girls who watched the lively crowd, and the Weibo that Mr. In a few days, it gained [-] fans.

Fans searched Mr. Qin’s Weibo all over, and there was nothing in the photo album, and there were only a few texts such as “reposting the koi for good luck” or “100 good books worth reading”. Disclose a little personal information.

This made Mr. Qin even more mysterious.

And Mr. Qin suddenly appeared on Weibo one night, and posted a post with unknown meaning, saying: "This fan is enough for me for a year, promise me, don't bother Teacher Ji."

The fans immediately exploded. Half of them said that they would never go to see Teacher Ji and wanted to be a good baby who would not disturb other people's private life. The other half said that Mr. Qin was really kind to Teacher Ji and asked them to get married quickly.

After a few more days, most of the newly added comments became too exciting to see. The two parties of "Mr. Some sweet daily jokes and late-night couples provided by some enthusiastic fans.

Mr. Qin naturally sent all the screenshots of the comments to Ji Yao.

Ji Yao only opened his eyes in the morning, and saw the screen full of unsuitable for children, and he almost couldn't get out of bed. While scolding Mr. Qin for being old and unruly, he was very worried about the rich imagination of the people who eat melons.

It so happened that Mr. Qin still refused to let him go, and his hand speed in the arena was displayed to the fullest. The chat box was full of persuading Ji Yao to write his own fanart and fancy reminders.

Things like "Mr. Ji, if you don't update, I'll jump off the mountain", "If you don't update, I'll leave the gang", "If you don't update, I'll send you blades", etc., are really easy for Mr. Qin to threaten. Ji Yao was taken aback for a while.

Ji Yao couldn't bear it anymore, so he bit the bullet and agreed to Mr. Qin, and at the same time felt that he must have had a grudge against him in his previous life.

Fortunately, there are no classes today, so it is considered a rest day. For the sake of Mr. Qin's usual "stickiness" and his moral quality as a fan writer, Ji Yao seriously considered "Teacher Ji Qin" while making breakfast. How to write the fanfiction of Mr.

Three hours later, Mr. Qin, who was sitting in the office, received a document containing a [-]-character stroller, and was dazzled by the opening sentence "Mr. Qin is biting the corner of the pillow".

By the time he finished reading the full text, he was already laughing so hard that he couldn't take care of himself. The little assistant who came to deliver the materials was so frightened that he dared not speak. He didn't know why his boss had gone crazy today.

After reading it, Mr. Qin seriously commented on Jiyao: "The writing is good, but I don't have much experience at first glance. I will teach you when I have time."

By the way, he took the documents, took a sip of coffee from the paper cup, and sent the little assistant away with a wave of his hand.

Ji Yao was very unconvinced: "Say it as if you have experience."

Mr. Qin said modestly: "It's average, a little more than you."

Ji Yao was silent for a while, decided not to be as knowledgeable as older children, and coaxed: "Okay, you know the most."

Mr. Qin gave a "hmm" and continued, "I'll call you after get off work. I'll be busy for a while."

The "busy for a while" in Mr. Qin's mouth probably means that he will be busy for a day.

Ji Yao has been playing games with him for a long time, and he has fully realized Mr. Qin's concept of time, which is so bad that it can't be worse.

For example, when Mr. Qin said "wait for me" when playing a mobile game, it basically meant that he would hang up the phone. If he said "I have something to do", he basically disappeared within two hours.

Ji Yao became more and more suspicious that this Mr. Qin was not the game director he knew before. He thought back then that they fought against the enemy camp to the death and did not leave the computer for several hours. He did not even see how busy Mr. Qin was. He didn't even go to the toilet. However, let alone "something to leave for a while".

And the current Mr. Qin is too gentle, right?

Where did the venomous commander who didn't distinguish between friend and foe go, was he kidnapped by aliens?

After thinking about it, Ji Yao opened his mind, and that afternoon, he wrote another fan-art about "Teacher Ji, Mr. Qin".

The identity of his fellow writer "Ji Ermao" has not been fully exposed, but he has another title - Mr. Ji, Mr. Qin's wife in the circle.

In the evening, Mr. Qin was sitting in the car, watching Ji Yao's fanfiction on the free wifi in the office building, while listening to the sound of Ji Yao eating an apple on the phone, he praised: "Mr. Ji, you are so cute."

Ji Yao rubbed his hair, and replied deliriously: "Well, you too."

He originally planned to take a nap at noon, but he didn't expect to sleep until five o'clock in the afternoon. When Mr. Qin called, he had just woken up, his hair was disheveled, and he was sitting on the edge of the bed with a dull expression. Why is there a washed apple.

"Well, dear," Mr. Qin said, closed the notebook, put it on the co-pilot's seat, and started the car, "Mr. Ji, are you playing games tonight?"

Ji Yao replied, "Play."

Although he had previously told Mr. Qin that he wanted to be a casual player, Ji Yao has never logged into the game since he transferred to Master Ermo's guild and became the most popular person in the game.

He seemed to be back in the third year of high school. Apart from eating, taking classes and making phone calls every day, he only had to read books and do questions.

Mr. Qin seemed a little disbelieving: "Really?"

Ji Yao took a bite of the apple with a "click" and said vaguely: "Really, didn't you say yesterday that you have something to show me today?"

"Oh yes," Mr. Qin suddenly realized, "I forgot to tell you."

After eating the apples, Ji Yao felt refreshed, and asked curiously, "Mr. Qin, can you tell me first what you want to show me?"

Mr. Qin flatly refused: "No."

Ji Yao curled his lips: "I don't love you anymore."

Mr. Qin smiled and said: "Don't worry, you'll know when I get home, I'll be there right away, there are still 10 minutes."

"Ah," Ji Yao seemed to think of something, "Mr. Qin, are you driving?"

"Yeah, what's the matter?" Mr. Qin asked back.

"How dangerous it is to make a phone call while driving..."

"Oh..." Mr. Qin was a little surprised, "Mr. Ji, are you worried about me?"

Ji Yao denied, "I'm afraid that if you bump into someone else, you'll blame me."

"Don't worry," Mr. Qin smiled, "I have top-notch driving skills, so I won't hit you."

"Then be careful," Ji Yao was still not at ease, "I'll cook first, call me when you get home."

"Well, see you later, Teacher Ji."

When Mr. Qin arrived home, Ji Yao was already sitting in front of the computer with his rice bowl in his hand.

He got up late in the morning, and combined his lunch and breakfast into one meal. He thought he could eat more, but he didn't expect to feel full after just one bowl. In the evening, he made fried rice with the leftovers.

"Mr. Ji, what's for dinner?" Mr. Qin asked in the first sentence after logging into the game.

Ji Yao replied without thinking, "Fried rice."

Mr. Qin replied perfunctorily: "Well, it's good, I also eat fried rice sometimes."

After finishing speaking, he asked again: "Have you done the daily tasks?"

"No," Ji Yao put a piece of carrot into his mouth, "It's a waste of time."

"Well, that's fine."

Mr. Qin's answer was a little careless, he tapped the keyboard with his hands, entered the password, and logged into the game.

Ji Yao's side immediately made a "ding dong".

Your friend "One catty of pineapple does not cost money" is online.

The author has something to say:

Yesterday, I discussed the story of Mr. Qin's son with a friend

Every time I mention him, I am so cute

It's a super cute cat kid

Of course, Mr. Qin is a dog boyfriend, but he is a bit childish, he learned from his son hhh

Merry Christmas?ε≡?(?<)?, thanks for the reward