Acting just to flirt with her boyfriend [Entertainment]

Xuan Qi and Boss Song are still on vacation, but the Internet has already exploded.

The breaking news this time is a series of one after another, not only the intimate movements of holding arms, but also the photos of two people kissing together.

There is chaos on the Internet, but there are very few people who support it, and there are very few people who abuse it. Just like last time, everyone is in a daze. What kind of situation is this? The pictures can't speak for themselves.

If Xuan Qi is really just an ordinary actor, maybe these photos will label him as gay and adopted in a short time.

But now Xuanqi wants money, status, status, and acting skills. He doesn't want fame, so he doesn't even bother to make a debut.

No need for topics, no need to attract people's attention, so the rest is true love?

Or is it about the recent activities of the Song family and the Xuan family?

The melon-eating crowd is one, all squatting and waiting for the truth, and licking the beauty of the male god by the way.

"The picture of the male god is smiling so beautifully, I seem to see the stars and the sea in his eyes."

"Upstairs, the sea is behind the male god, and the male god's eyes are galaxies, so handsome, I want to change the screen saver."

"Oh my god, he's really handsome, but if it's a sneak shot, is it really okay for the male god to look directly at the camera? Isn't being so handsome really a posing?"

"Yeah, it's a bit ostentatious, but it's really handsome, licking the screen 1"

"Hurry up, hurry up, get out of the way of the man next to me, I want to have my P next to me."

"..."

"Just to put it mildly, the man next to him is the chairman of the Song Group."

The two people who are on vacation seem to be cut off from the world, wasting the sea view room doing things that can be done at home.

Xuan Qi lay on Boss Song's body, weeping pitifully: "I can't do it anymore, I can't move anymore."

Boss Song supported his waist, the corners of his eyes were still red, he moved upwards, and heard a belching sound as he turned the corner, and said, "Didn't you want to eat?"

Xuan Qi stuck his whole body on Boss Song's chest, and used his little finger to draw a circle on his chest: "I want to eat, but I don't want to cook."

Boss Song's eyes darkened and said, "You can earn your own living."

Xuan Qi simply lay still on his stomach: "Then I'll take a bite, and if I don't swallow it, it doesn't matter if I'm not familiar with it."

Boss Song: "..."

The Xuanqi player stopped moving, but the dough moved, spontaneously, and the rolling pin kept moving along with it.

Boss Song's scalp was numb, his body was tense, and he asked, "Do you want to move?"

Xuan Qi said lazily, "I'm full."

Boss Song's appetite is not enough every time, how can an appetizer be full without salad dressing, his wife is too lazy and unvirtuous, so he has to do it himself as he said.

As soon as he rolled it down, the positions of the two of them were reversed in this posture.

Xuan Qi glared at him: "It's too wasteful to use such a big sea view room for this."

Boss Song's eyes lit up.

Xuan Qi felt that something was wrong, and quickly said: "No waste, no..."

"I think so too." Boss Song picked it up and put it on the floor by the window, opened a small gap in the curtain and asked, "Can you see the sea?"

The sun was shining brightly outside, the voices were bustling, and you could even faintly hear the playful voices of the people on the beach. No matter how knowledgeable Xuan Qi was, he was frightened by this scene. He hugged Boss Song's neck with both hands She shrank into his arms, and even used a rolling pin to make the dough thinner.

Boss Song frowned.

Xuan Qi cried: "Don't, there are people."

Boss Song said in a low voice: "It's okay, I didn't pull it away."

But there was a gap by the window, Xuan Qi could see the looming figure as long as he tilted his head, and immediately buried his face: "No, I..."

Boss Song tried his best and said, "Don't be afraid."

How can Xuan Qi not be afraid, if this is photographed and placed in his brother's place, no matter how good-tempered he is, he will be beaten to death, and besides, he won't be able to lose face.

It's just that Boss Song insisted on this, so Xuan Qi couldn't do it crying and shouting, and he didn't dare to make too much noise in the end, so he just hugged him and tried to hide himself as much as possible.

When sitting at the dining table at night, Xuan Qi still had a gloomy face, glaring at Boss Song viciously.

Boss Song pinched his ears and handed over a cushion.

Xuan Qi originally wanted to have a little backbone, but his butt really hurt, so he took it directly.

But he still said unkindly: "You sleep on the sofa tonight."

Boss Song narrowed his eyes.

Xuan Qi instinctively shrinks his neck again, but this time his ambition must not be short, otherwise he will not know how many tricks he will be asked to play in the future.

Straightening his neck, he insisted stubbornly: "I want to sleep with a dolphin today, you go to sleep on the sofa."

Boss Song originally didn't want to do anything tonight, but he had to hug him to sleep to be comfortable, but today it was a bit too much, but the more afraid Xuanqi was, the stronger the dough would be. excuse me.

If you are offended, you have to bear it, otherwise you may not be able to eat noodle soup in the future.

He didn't nod, and he didn't agree, maybe this little confused person forgot when he was sleeping.

Xuan Qi shouted angrily, grabbed his chopsticks and was about to eat.

Boss Song suddenly said, "Let me take a picture for you and post it on Weibo."

Xuan Qi was stunned: "What Weibo?"

"The trumpet from last time, as a souvenir." Boss Song casually took out his phone.

I did seem to have registered a small account last time, but I don’t play Weibo very often, so I forgot about it.

No, why did Boss Song take the initiative to ask him to post on Weibo, and asked cautiously, "Why do you want to post on Weibo?"

"Jiangsu, we are on vacation for the first time, and we will only shoot you." Boss Song is a man of action. He has already adjusted the focus of his phone and is waiting for the model to cooperate.

"Okay." When it comes to commemoration, Xuan Qi is also a little tempted, maybe there will be no time to come out to play like this next time.

"How to shoot?"

"Only clap vegetables and hands." Boss Song said succinctly.

"..." Then what is there to commemorate, just show a pair of hands and a plate of food, how to prove who the person is, and how to prove where the person is.

"Why don't we go to the beach to take pictures tomorrow." I feel that the weather is good, and the pictures should look much better.

"Either take photos of these dishes, or take photos of noodle soup, choose one." Song Lin glanced at him quietly.

"...Okay, shoot." Xuan Qi picked up the knife and fork, and made a gesture of preparing to sneak attack on food.

Boss Song, who originally wanted to take a random photo, looked at the mirror image reflected in the camera—the little thing held chopsticks in his white hands, with slender wrists, and all kinds of items on the table looked very good, even the color matching was very good. The beautiful dishes make people want to put their hands in their mouths to taste the taste.

only--

"Where's the ring?" Boss Song asked in a deep voice.

Xuan Qi took out the necklace around his neck, on which hung the ring he gave him.

"Why don't you bring your hands?" Boss Song sounded a little angry.

Xuan Qi could tell that he was really angry, and immediately stood up and rubbed against him, and hurriedly acted like a baby: "It's not that you said you want to come to the beach, I thought you were going to swim and I was afraid of losing it, so I put this on."

Boss Song's complexion improved a lot, and he said, "I'll bring it later."

"Yeah." Xuan Qi hurriedly sat back in a flattering manner, this would be a super cooperative pose for taking pictures.

Boss Song looked at those beautiful hands and instinctively pressed the shutter a lot.

Until Xuanqi's posture was stiff, his hands were sore, he couldn't lift it anymore, and he protested, "Is it alright, I can't hold on any longer."

Only then did Boss Song come back to his senses, "Yeah."

I clicked on the album to look through the photos, suddenly I really didn't want to send out such beautiful photos, but I couldn't bear the child not being able to catch the wolf.

Boss Song said cruelly, "Send it to me directly."

After finishing speaking, he directly edited Xuan Qi's Weibo name and waited for him to enter the password.

Xuan Qi was lazy in doing these things, and said directly: "It's my birthday."

Boss Song was overjoyed, so he entered it directly, then uploaded the photo, and finally thought about adding a few words: "Vacation."

After posting, I put down my phone and started eating without looking at it.

It was strange that Xuanqi would be able to do this, and he kept staring at Boss Song.

Today's Boss Song seems to be different from usual.

Boss Song looked awkward at him, raised his face and said harshly: "Eat."

Xuan Qi was aggrieved: "You can eat when you eat, what's wrong with it, besides, there's no joy in taking a photo."

Boss Song didn't say a word, he ate the meal while looking at the little things with the vegetables in between.

After eating and taking a bath, Xuan Qi felt a little sleepy.

Handed the half-drunk red wine to Boss Song: "Drink it, I'm going to sleep, don't go to bed."

Boss Song, who was about to borrow the cup, was bluffed by the last sentence, did not speak, paused, took the cup and shook it.

The red liquid swirls slightly in the transparent cup, like the dimples on the face of the little thing when the corners of the mouth are slightly raised, it is extremely gorgeous but seems to have a dangerous smell.

He leaned forward and smelled it, the faint aroma of fruit wine was the taste of the little thing's mouth, he lifted the quilt with a smile and drank it all in one gulp.

On the sofa, I looked at the little things turning over and over again, and secretly checked Weibo.

The author has something to say: Qiqi: What are you doing?

Boss Song: Planning a big event!

Qiqi: The kind that goes up and down tens of millions every minute?

Boss Song: The kind that Miao Miao has one wife.