Star Chaser [Entertainment]

The pork belly on the grill was sizzling, and the air was supposed to be filled with the mouth-watering aroma of meat, but for some reason, there was a sweetness of mint syrup.

The two feet under the table suddenly became entangled with each other, one of them was still dangling.

The owner of the feet was overjoyed at the moment, his face flushed with joy.

"I thought you were searching for my name because you wanted to know what I was doing while eating and broadcasting."

Wen Qing put down the meat clip, and the memory drifted back to the past, "During that time, I suffered from anorexia and didn't want to eat. When I saw your video by chance, I felt a sudden appetite, so I kept watching it."

"Anorexia... There was a gossip saying that you have anorexia. I thought it was a rumor, but it turned out to be true." Ai Changle sighed in his heart. If so, then he will broadcast live every day.

Wen Qing put the grilled pork belly on his plate, dipped it in the sauce, and fed it to his mouth: "That revelation was indeed a rumor, because I have already recovered."

This made Ai Changle feel better, he opened his mouth to eat the piece of meat, and asked again: "Then, how is your appetite now?"

Wen Qing ate a piece of meat by himself, and gave him a questioning look: "What do you think?"

Seeing that he was eating deliciously, Ai Changle finally regained a smile on his face: "Hey, we both can eat very well now!"

Wen Qing's eyes softened, "Taobao, thank you."

Ai Changle was slightly ashamed: "Oh, what are you thankful for? I also want to thank you. If it weren't for you, I might not even be an actor."

While speaking, he suddenly had the urge to kiss Wen Qing fiercely, but he held back thinking of his mouth full of oil.Instead, he planned to bake something else to eat, but found that the person on the opposite side slowly got up and moved over——

Damn, is there such a magic in the heart!

Since Lang is interested in a concubine, he can't care too much, so he leans over decisively, closes his eyes, raises his head, pouts his lips, and quietly waits for this passionate kiss to come.

one two Three......

However, he silently counted to ten in his heart, but the warm touch on his lips did not come for a long time.

what happened?

Regret?

He maintained this kiss-seeking posture and opened his eyes, Jian Wenqing was still the same as before, he didn't retreat, but his eyes were filled with a playful smile.

"There are grains of rice at the corner of your mouth."

When these words landed, Ai Changle wished he could dig a hole and jump into it.There are so many lovers in the world, maybe he is the only one who thinks about kissing and hugging all the time.

He wiped the corner of his mouth in shame, but he didn't wipe it off because he didn't know where to go.

Wen Qing lightly tapped the corner of his right lip, and licked off the grain of rice, "Here."

Ai Changle quickly patted the grain of rice away, his ears were flushed, "Thank you."

Wen Qing didn't sit back, but looked at him with great interest and asked, "Did you think I wanted to kiss you just now?"

Of course Ai Changle would not admit such a thing, "I just—"

Tweet!

Before he finished speaking, the vision in front of him suddenly blurred, and the touch he had been looking forward to before came immediately from his lips, soft and warm, but the stubble specially left because of the role relationship seemed a bit irritating.

For a moment, he seemed to hear the sound of water dripping into the pond, and everything seemed to be a matter of course.

"You guessed right, why are you so smart?" After a kiss, Wen Qing reached out and pinched the tip of his nose.

Ai Changle's heart was beating wildly, and after being surprised, he was overwhelmed with joy and satisfaction. He lowered his head, but still couldn't help laughing.

Hehehe, I hate it hehehe...

In addition to eating, the two also made the most important agreement in the near future - love love, aliased: Hehe.

"Hurry up, hurry up." After going to the supermarket to buy Hehe's necessities, Ai Changle made three steps in parallel, and every movement was racing against time.

"Hurry up." As soon as the car stopped, he unbuckled his seat belt and jumped out like a rabbit.

Wen Qing swung the backpack on his back, and led the person who wished to turn upstairs in a somersault, "It's only four o'clock, there is plenty of time, don't worry."

Ai Changle corrected him seriously: "It's four fifteen. And I have a lot to do."

Wen Qing thought he had other plans for the night, so he asked, "What's the matter?"

"Oh, I'm ashamed to say it. Anyway, it's business."

This is of course embarrassing to say it out loud.He searched the Internet for the preparations that the recipient needs to do, and at the same time planned the time in his mind, planning to spend an hour to complete the preliminary preparations.It is said on the Internet that it is best to take the preparation measures carefully for the first time. He has not done it yet, but following the steps should not cause any problems.

"We'll go back to our rooms to take a shower in a while, save time! I'll go there after I pack up."

They made an appointment to go to Wen Qing's room, and drink some red wine to cheer up before doing it.

"Okay." Wen Qing vaguely guessed what he was going to do, "Do you want me to help?"

Ai Changle quickly waved his hand, "No need, I can do it myself!"

Two shadows moved on the floor, one joyful and the other calm, and they walked towards the elevator with their fingers interlocked.

Time passed quickly, and the hour hand pointed to 6 in a blink of an eye, cutting the dial in half with the long hand.

Knock, knock, knock!

There were two slight knocks on the door, one long and two short, it was the "hey signal" that Ai Changle had agreed with him just now.He went over to open the door, only to see that this man had changed into white clothes and was standing at the door. He still had the refreshing scent of freshly bathed milk on his body, but his face was a little abnormally red. It seemed that the preparations had been done quite well.

"Come in." Wen Qing held his arm and led him through the door.

This is the first time for Ai Changle, and his early preparation skills are not yet proficient, which caused his legs to feel a little weak now.

Wen Qing saw that he was walking with his legs bent, and guessed that he might not be feeling well, so he asked, "Are you okay?"

Ai Changle felt that his dignity was being questioned, so he straightened his back: "Okay, it's okay to fight for three hundred rounds."

The wine decanter stood quietly on the cabinet in the tea room. The diamond-shaped carvings on the surface of the vessel gave the bottle a little more starlight. The light was weak, and the dark red liquid looked extraordinarily coquettish under the dim yellow light and shadow in the small space, like the lips of a vampire. .Wen Qing uncorked the wine decanter, poured two glasses of red wine, held the stem of the glasses with three fingers, shook them for two weeks, and handed them to Ai Changle.

Ai Changle's clothes are very loose, and the pure white color makes him look very pure.But the glass of red wine in his hand broke this innocence, reminding them all of what a crazy thing they were going to do later.

"Brother Qing, I'm a little nervous." Ai Changle took a sip of the wine, and before the irritation in his throat disappeared, he took another big sip.

Wen Qing took the wine glass and touched Ai Changle's lightly, and took a sip, "I also have a little bit, it doesn't matter, I won't be nervous when I do it."

Ai Changle raised his head again, drank all the red wine left in the glass, and the wine entered his stomach, which seemed to make him feel a little better.He let out a long breath, and his mouth puffed up.

"I want another drink."

He felt like a pig chewing peonies, he didn't know how to flirt, he didn't know how to taste wine, and he just drank it like a drink.

But he has no choice now, he trembles at the thought of having the most intimate thing with the idol he has liked for so long, and only drinking can weaken his infinitely proliferating timidity.

This is a very weird perception.

Obviously outside before, he was in a hurry like a high school student who just entered university, but the moment he stepped into this room, the music from the disc, the light smell of wine in the air, and Wen Qing fell on him. With his rippling eyes, suddenly entering such a charming world, he felt stage fright.

"I'll help you down."

Wen Qing poured another glass out of the decanter, and at the same time drank the little red wine he had left, and added more.

boom!

The cups collided with a crisp sound like wind chimes, and the two raised their glasses to their mouths at the same time, and they didn't stop after taking a sip—they were thinking about the same thing.

despair.

despair.

After this cup, the two of them didn't talk anymore.He just raised his eyes slowly and looked into the opponent's eyes, which only contained his own eyes.

I don't know who took that step first, but by the time Ai Changle reacted, the lips of the two were already tightly pressed together.The mellow aroma of red wine overflowed in the mouth, and the alcohol became hotter and hotter under the heating of body temperature, which made people groan.The strength of the sucking gradually increased, and the hand that hugged the opponent's back gradually became stronger, and even the concave back in the middle of the butterfly bone felt extremely sexy.

Considering Ai Changle's uncomfortable face just now when he entered the door, Wen Qing suppressed Yu Wang and stopped to kiss his forehead, and asked:

"How is it? Are you okay?"

Ai Changle's body trembled slightly, and his nasal voice became more and more serious: "Well, okay."

Then he leaned forward and kissed those two lips again.

The intertwined bodies gradually came to the bedside, and the kiss became inseparable. Every time after the end of the breath, the two couldn't wait to untie each other's clothes.Under the catalysis of emotion, the movements seemed a bit rude, the cloth thrown on the ground was in disarray, occasionally stepped on by unsteady feet, and gradually kicked to the corner.

"——The siren of returning to Hong Kong pierced the morning fog, and you finally returned to this country..."

The two overlapping bodies on the bed were about to take the final step when Wen Qing's cell phone rang suddenly.

Ai Changle leaned against his shoulder to push him away, panting, "Phone..."

With the arrow on the string, Wen Qing didn't want to pay attention to the sudden southeast wind, "Leave it alone."

"What if there is something important?"

"There is Jiajun."

The bell rang for a while and there was no movement. The torch that had been poured by the two finally ignited slowly with their joint efforts. Unexpectedly, Ai Changle's cell phone rang suddenly.

"—I thought it was true that the red sun never sets and the love never goes beyond. I never thought that the day will be bright and the evening will end..."

The veined hand picked up the mobile phone on the cabinet and pressed the hang up button, but did not swipe to the right after seeing the caller ID clearly.

Wen Qing groaned under the quilt face down, and said helplessly:

"It's Shu Xin."

The author has something to say: I don’t answer, I don’t answer, I don’t answer the phone