Acting just to flirt with her boyfriend [Entertainment]

Xuan Qi's eyes were wide open, and he looked at him in panic, with his small hands tightly around his waist.

The boss stared intently at the wine stains on the white shirt, his eyes full of dangerous anger.

Just when Xuanqi's little heart couldn't bear the weird scene and wanted to speak, the boss first pinched his chin and forced him to open his mouth slightly.

Xuan Qi felt a little dizzy after being kissed, and couldn't tell the difference between the south, the north, and the north.

I heard the boss's voice ringing above my head: "Why are you wearing this dress when you come out?"

Xuan Qi was flustered and short of breath by the hoarse voice, and blurted out: "Brother Zhou asked me to dress up better."

The strength of the hand on the waist became heavier, and Xuan Qi was annoyed in his heart, whether you can speak or not, you have acted.

I hurriedly raised my head to explain, when I heard a thud, the white shirt died instantly, because he was using both hands, Xuanqi was not injured, but he saw a red mark on the boss's palm.

The boss picked him up and threw him up, and said sternly, "Not allowed in the future."

Xuan Qi knows that Boss Song has a strong desire to possess, and as long as it is his own, he will never allow others to touch it, which is why he chose to use this method to stimulate him.

Nodding indiscriminately, he was so frightened that his hands tightly grasped the bed sheet under him.

Boss Song buried his head in his neck, his fluffy hair scratched his cheeks a little itchy, but he just didn't dare to move.

"In the future, all the announcements you receive will go through my hands."

Boss Song's voice was inexplicably muffled, but at the moment Xuanqi's mind was like fireworks, colorful and joyful.

Boss Song finally allowed himself to enter the entertainment industry. Of course, there is nothing wrong with his acting skills. I believe that in time, he will definitely win the top spot in the entertainment industry. It can prove that he has indeed pursued Boss Song hard, and he does not hesitate to stay with him in this way. By his side, when the truth comes to light, Boss Song might be moved by him, and then he will be with him hand in hand.

Xuan Qi had already imagined countless scripts in which grassroots counterattacks lead the male god to the pinnacle of life, the corners of his mouth raised unconsciously, and there was a cheerful expression in his eyes.

And taking a step back, if I work so hard for Boss Song, even if I still don't like myself in the future, at least Boss Song won't be angry.

Boss Song raised his face and saw such a happy expression. He didn't know why he felt aggrieved, and regretted that he agreed to him in a daze just now.

Xuan Qi didn't know that his boss had regretted it now, and his mind was full of unhealthy scenes, and he only wanted to replace the protagonists in the movies he saw a while ago with himself and his boss to have a good time.

This will immediately stretch out his arms around Boss Song's neck in gratitude, and boldly put a light kiss on the corner of his mouth: "Thank you, Boss."

Before I could say any more touching words, my whole body was spinning and I was directly pushed onto the table.

"Cook me a meal."

Boss Song has a lot of hobbies in cooking, but most of them are irrelevant. Xuan Qi looked at his hands kneading the steamed stuffed bun back and forth, blushing and nodded.

"Wrap up a little tighter today, I don't want to see Luchen."

Xuan Qi was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head quickly, with panic in his eyes, his skill at making steamed buns was not very good, every time Boss Song had a big appetite, and there were so many traps to get into, sometimes Xuan Qi even felt Is the bun skin about to burst?

It is inevitable that the stuffing will flow out from the kneading place of the folds, how could it not be exposed.

And the original intention...I want to play tricks today.

Although Boss Song has always directed how to cook, after all, he also has his own favorites. Although he usually can't last long, Xuanqi just likes to stand up.

His back was pressed tightly against the wall, the cold wall was in stark contrast to his scorching hot face when he faced Boss Song, and his heart was curled up at that time.

Not only can you look at Boss Song face to face, but you can also feel him deeply.

In the end, when he was so tired that he couldn't stand holding the bun skin and his body was about to collapse, Boss Song held him in his arms, his hands tightly wrapped around his neck, and he hung on his body like an octopus. He leaned against himself, and he leaned against the wall.

Xuan Qi feels uncomfortable just thinking about it now, he wants... wants Boss Song to give him... a bath.

Then eat!

Glancing at Boss Song mistyly with tears, he felt his stomach was clenched tightly, and his toes were hooking unconsciously when he was hungry.

"If you show a little bit of what I just said, you can pretend you didn't hear it."

"!!!!!!!"

Unexpectedly, Boss Song has not forgotten this, but Xuan Qi has been begging for the one just now, how could he give up.

Reflexively nodded directly, his expression was wrinkled after the nod, and he was almost about to cry.

Boss Song did it on purpose, he was bullying.

Obviously I know that I can't do it now, I know that I like to stand, and I like the stuffing made by Boss Song to spread in my mouth, and Xuanqi rarely asks for it, but today... I really want to do this eat.

The boss looked at him strangely, until Xuanqi's scalp was a little numb, and he cooperated as if resigned to his fate.

At the beginning, Xuanqi could control himself to pinch the folds of the steamed stuffed buns vigorously, trying his best to accommodate all the fillings, but the boss had a peculiar taste, he liked to eat liquid fillings, and the more wrapped the better, he couldn’t control it at all. I felt that the filling flowed down the bun skin.

Xuan Qi felt wronged and wanted to cry. Looking at the contents of the pot, he finally did cry, and the tears never stopped.

Even later, I lost consciousness at all. The boss didn't know whether he was making buns or dumplings, but he was sure that his stuff was definitely revealed. At the end of sleeping, the corners of his mouth were still puckered, as if he was annoyed.

The boss looked speechless, leaned down and kissed the corner of his mouth.

Get out all the fillings that have been rotten in the pot, and clean the pot by the way, and save it for next time.