The Marshal's Lady of the Actor [Interstellar]

When Qi Chen returned home, the room was pitch black, he paused, and then remembered that his boy seemed to have said that today he was going to spend his last single night.

Although the wedding will be held in a few days, the marriage certificate has already been processed under Xiao Wutong's impatience.

Qi Chen turned on the light, hung his coat on the hanger, and walked slowly into the room.

Without that familiar figure in the spacious room, it immediately seemed a little deserted. The man was thinking how long it would take for his boy to come back, when suddenly the communication rang.

The caller was the boy's roommate, a man named Lance.

Qi Chen's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately connected to the communication.

The loud music is mixed with the excited and unknowing roar of human beings. No sound can be heard because of the noise, and the flickering light hits the entire communication screen, even the people on the opposite side can't see clearly.

"Marshal!" Lance shouted at the top of his voice. The crowd around him made him unable to stand still. "Where are you now!"

The picture on the screen did not stay on the same level smoothly, but kept shaking around. It seemed that the scene on Lance's side was very chaotic. Qi Chen doubted that even if he answered, the other party would not hear anything.

He simply took a picture of the room to show that he was staying at home.

Looking back on the screen again, Lance's face showed a look of salvation.

He shouted loudly: "Wu Tong is drunk!"

"We couldn't control him and told him to run out!"

Qi Chen's expression finally changed.

The name Xiao Wutong, a few months ago, was only known to those who followed the entertainment industry, but now, everyone in the alliance knows this name.

This is the genuine Mr. Feng!

Without thinking too much, Qi Chen understood what would happen when his own boy ran into the crowd.

"Where are you?"

he asked immediately.

Although Lance couldn't hear Qi Chen's words, he could more or less guess from the other's face, so he shouted loudly: "No. 99 Xueyuan Road! The only bar on the whole street... oh my brain!"

After saying a word, I saw that the picture on the screen turned to the roof shining with countless lights, and a big foot stepped on it in an instant, and there was no sound at all.

But at this time, Qi Chen had already rushed out.

The action of the Marshal of the Alliance is always so strong that it is scary. A few minutes after Lance hung up the communication, Qi Chen had already arrived at the entrance of College Road....

It's not that he doesn't want to rush into the bar, but that he really can't.

Crowds of people packed the whole street to the brim. At first glance, there were crowds of people's heads, and there was not even half a gap. Qi Chen stood at the entrance of Xueyuan Road and watched for a long time, but he couldn't find a way to force his way in. channel.

Every gap was filled with a solid human body, and in the short time he was looking for, more people rushed in from the outside like crazy, almost crushing him in the crowd .

Qi Chen really felt that someone was pushing and shoving him from behind, and the crowd blocking the whole street was squeezed again as if being pushed forward by a powerful hand.

At this time, no one noticed that they were crowded with the Alliance God of War.

Qi Chen was locked in the crowd.

He couldn't move forward at this time, and he was already blocked in all directions when he went backward, so he couldn't move at all.

All he could do was to follow the slow-moving crowd and walk forward.

Human voices seem to have never been so noisy at this moment, it is comparable to tens of millions of ducks howling together, and nothing else can be heard except chaos.

No. 99 Xueyuan Road is quite a distance away from the intersection. Qi Chen secretly thought about how long it would take him to break out from here, and the chaotic voices in his ears quieted down in an instant.

In the silence of the moment, the human roared in unison from afar.

"Mr. Feng! Xiao Wutong! Mr. Feng!"

The voice was originally small, but it spread at an extremely fast speed, from far to near, and a moment before, the people in the whole street were shouting crazily.

Mr. Feng!Mr. Feng!

The movement of the crowd quickened.

That was a moving speed that was impossible to appear in such a crowded crowd, not to mention, why would the people in front still move when they saw Mr. Feng again?

Soon, Qi Chen's doubts were answered.

Mr. Feng's shouting stopped again at a certain moment, and within this distance, a certain strange voice floated melodiously along with the slight wind.

What kind of sound is that, like the celestial music of the nine heavens, the grace that does not belong to the world.

Is that Mr. Feng's singing voice?

But this exciting singing that can be called crazy, is it Mr. Feng?

The crowd moved slowly.

The huge crowd remained extremely quiet, and the singing became clearer and clearer.

Qi Chen finally saw No. 99 Xueyuan Road.

As Lance said, this is the only bar on the whole street.

A slightly old stage is placed at the entrance of the bar, which is for singers who come here to sing occasionally. Whenever someone stands on it, this place will become the most lively place on the whole street.

But now, there are clearly people standing above, but it is the most peaceful place.

Because standing on it is Xiao Wutong.

He was holding a guitar in his arms, and it looked like he had taken it out of a bar. He looked drunk and couldn't even stand upright, so he could only lean on the pillars beside the stage.

There was a rich red color on that fair and tender face, and the brown eyes shone with a blurred light, and there was a sense of coquettishness under the bright lights at the entrance of the bar.

Leaning on the pillar, Xiao Wutong slashed hard on the guitar and stopped the performance with fierce musical notes.

The half-length black hair on the front of the forehead was wet with sweat, the young man raised his hand, inserted Bai Yu's fingers into the hair, and combed the messy hair behind his head, revealing a clean face.

On that face, there was a wanton and seductiveness that had never been shown before.

A few friends standing beside him tried to pull the drunken man off the stage, but Xiao Wutong broke himself free with a wave of his hand, turned around and hugged the pillar.

"I won't leave, I won't leave!" He shouted repeatedly, his voice was a bit vague, but there was a bit of coquettish cuteness, which made people feel soft-hearted.

Lance, who covered his face, tried to break the man off the pillar, but this move was obviously useless.

Xiao Wutong triumphantly hugged the pillar and did not let go, turned his head and saw the stationary crowd, and shouted dissatisfied again.

"Go away, those who have heard the song! I want to tell everyone!"

"I'm going to marry my brother!"

"I'm going to be my brother's husband!"

He yelled loudly, giggling to himself, with a bright smile on his face, and his little head swung from side to side triumphantly.

Shaking and shaking, she sang again: "La la la! Tomorrow I'm getting married!"

Xiao Wutong let go of the pillar triumphantly and picked up the guitar, strummed the guitar hard, then pointed at the crowd and shouted drunkenly: "Remember everything!"

"I'm going to marry my brother!"

"Oh!!!!"

Crazy shouts erupted from the crowd, people raised their arms high, and began to shout while obeying the idol's arrangement and reluctantly walking out.

"Mr. Feng! Mr. Feng!"

Xiao Wutong giggled, picked up the guitar in a reckless gesture and played wildly.

The room was lively and lively, but as the absent protagonist of this drunken madness incident, Qi Chen's face turned black.

While Xiao Wutong sang passionately, he finally rushed out of the orderly and crowded crowd and strode to the front of the stage.

While singing, Xiao Wutong realized that he was shrouded in shadows, and was about to raise his head in dissatisfaction, when he saw his senior brother.

He smiled, with undisguised surprise on his face, let go of the poor guitar, raised his arms and wrapped them around the man's neck.

"Master~~Brother~~~"

The voice was drawn out, and the young man shouted drunkenly, and he threw himself into the man's arms with the smell of alcohol all over his body.

"Hey hey! Brother, brother!"

"Everyone knows it!"

"We're getting married!"

Xiao Wutong smiled stupidly, opened and shut his mouth and called Qi Chen.

The Marshal of the Alliance reached out to catch the boy, but before he could teach him a lesson, he was softened by the screams, he could only sigh, and looked up at Lance and the others: "I'll take him back first."

The roommates couldn't laugh or cry: "How do you want to go back?"

It's really watertight here.

But Qi Chen knew how to do it. He patted the young man on the back and said softly: "Wu Tong, we are going home, can you ask people to disperse?"

Xiao Wutong raised his head blankly, with pure trust.

"Okay!"

He looked at the crowd crowded on the whole road, and shouted: "I'm going home with my brother, let's get out!"

For any person, such a sentence that wants to give way to crazy fans is a fantasy, but it is extremely effective when applied to Xiao Wutong.

Miraculously, just now, Qi Chen revealed a spacious road in the crowd that couldn't be squeezed together.

Under the stunned gaze of his friends, Marshal Qi walked out through the crowd with the drunk in his arms.

As soon as he walked out of the crowd and walked home, Xiao Wutong started to toss.

He was tired of Qi Chen's body, and became more energetic.

"Brother, brother~ Are you happy~ We are getting married~"

"Hey hey hey! Senior brother will be my man from now on!"

While he was talking, his body was still writhing, Qi Chen took a lot of effort to bring the drunk man into the house, threw him on the bed, and was about to change out of his alcohol-stained clothes.

No one came up from behind.

Xiao Wutong hugged Qi Chen's neck with a smile, his face was flushed with drunkenness.

"Brother, look! Everyone knows we're getting married!" The cherry-pink lips parted, and the young man yelled triumphantly. At the end, he hiccupped, "Okay!"

Qi Chen came back to his senses, squinted his eyes and looked at him, feeling cold all over his body.

Before the brat tried to continue making trouble, Qi Chen decisively picked him up, put him face down on his lap, and stretched out his hand to take off his pants.

With a slap, he slapped that white and tender buttocks.

The drunken boy froze his body, and after realizing what happened, his big watery eyes instantly filled with water vapor.

"Wow!! Senior brother, you hit me!!! I hate senior brother the most!!! I want to divorce senior brother!!!"

The cold air from the Union Marshal almost froze the whole room, the dark-faced man stared at the mischievous boy, and raised his hand to hit him again.

But before he hit it, he saw a bright red slap mark on his white and tender skin.

Quite conspicuous.

Did it really hurt?

Qi Chen managed to suppress his anger, and stretched out his hand to rub the buttocks of the crying boy.

The buttocks were soft and tender, and the smoothness of the skin was comparable to the finest suet white jade. Qi Chen put his hands on it, and couldn't help rubbing and rubbing until the white and tender skin turned into a pink blush.

The little boy cried out, "Brother's hands are too rough! Don't rub your hands!"

The affection that had just floated up in his heart was instantly suppressed, another kind of anger rose, and the Alliance Marshal clenched and opened his fingers, as if he was holding back something.

The little boy whimpered and complained: "Brother! Something is holding me! Quickly remove it... Eh? What is this? It's hot?"

He didn't stop talking, and reached out to touch it, and squeezed it curiously.

Marshal Qi picked up the curious baby from his lap and put him on the bed.

Are your hands rough?

Ok, so get a spanking instead!

Bear boy, I can't cure you!

The author has something to say: Xiao Wutong's letter:

good evening mom and dad

Brother asked me what happened

Why do you look like you're about to cry?

I... I didn't cry

brother idiot

i found out

The brother's new year's money is hidden in the pillow!

brother super stupid

New Year's money is not well hidden

I figured it out right away

not at all like me

Only found out the next day QWQ

Brother idiot, brother idiot!

Wutong's head hurts!

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Brother spanking is very rhythmic

The first time I hit it, it was bang!Snapped!Snapped!

The second time, it was bang bang bang!