I am super fuzzy and I am the top of the underworld [entertainment circle]

"I've kissed you all, what else do you ask?"

Qiong Ren was speechless.

Yan Wang pinched his waist, and there was a little smile in his voice: "I want to hear from you."

Qiong Ren thought to himself, since you want to hear me say yes, then of course I will say no.

Before he could speak, he was kissed again.

This man, no, this god doesn't talk about martial arts!

Hades was not as gentle as before this time, the shameful voice clearly reached Qiong Ren's ears, and his scalp was numb.

The live broadcast is not closed yet...

"Hmm... wait... um..."

The King of Hades didn't give him a chance to speak, and what he said was only a single word, not even a sentence.

Half of his mind was thinking about the live broadcast, and half of his mind was so kissed that he almost lost his ability to think.

Just like that, Yama still disliked him for not being attentive enough, so he bit his lower lip lightly: "Don't think about anything else."

Qiong Ren was extremely anxious, but he didn't dare to speak loudly: "Can't you wait a while? I'm still on the live broadcast?"

Hades only heard it for a while.

He thought about it, and felt that it was not impossible to kiss again later, so he let her go.

Qiong Ren managed to escape from the iron hoop-like embrace, blushing with grief and indignation: "When will your other incarnations come back?"

The appearance of the evil ghost is too scary, bring back his taciturn, gentle, kind and shy words!

Yan Wang, on the other hand, looked suddenly enlightened: "So you like seven..."

Qiong Ren immediately covered his mouth, took a deep breath, and lowered his voice: "Stop talking, I'm afraid I won't be able to resist beating you."

He wiped his eyes and around his mouth with a tissue, and sat back in front of his phone.

The fans in front of the screen have been watching the bed for several minutes.

For many fans, they have actually accepted that Yan Mo is probably Qiong Ren's boyfriend, and that the two have already lived together, but the two have not officially made it public. Seeing that a new man suddenly came, everyone was shocked .

Cub, how can you do this?

Later, someone analyzed that the new man's facial skeleton was almost the same as Yan Mo's, but his hairstyle and eye color gave people a different impression.

I guess it's playing cross-dressing.

They all sighed again, they didn't expect Zai and his boyfriend to engage in role-playing, it was so fun.

During the few minutes when Qiong Ren disappeared, there was a voice that seemed to be talking, but the voice was too low, even if the volume was turned up to the maximum, it was still inaudible.

There is also a vague and strange sound, which seems to be kissing...

Fans are crazy, and CP fans are even more crazy.

When Qiong Ren came back, the fans were all silent when they saw his appearance, even forgot to post comments.

Her lips were much redder than before, and seemed to be a little swollen, and her whole body exuded a sense of moisture. The white T-shirt that was neat just now had many wrinkles, especially on the side waist, where the traces were particularly obvious.

If all the guesses just now were just guesses, then this appearance is solid.

[Cub...don't say anything, mom is crying. 】

[This is what I deserve to see? 】

[I want to drill into the screen to see what happened. 】

[Calm down, we pretended to be blind if he didn't make it public, to give the child some face. 】

【Ah, what kind of work did you guys go to talk about just now?Did he also eat spicy strips by the way, that's why his mouth is red. 】

[Is the spicy strips delicious? 】

[I think Wei Long is pretty good. 】

Looking at the comments, Qiong Ren froze.

But who is he, he is Qiong Ren, he can survive acting when he is most afraid of ghosts, and now he can too.

"Ahem, in short, I want to tell everyone that if you get rich soon, you won't go bankrupt. Our company's financial situation is very good. You don't need to donate money. In addition to "Journey to Hell", our company also invests in a horror film, which should be completed within this year. It will be released soon, the director is Zhou Mi, the movie is tentatively named "Elevator", you can look forward to it."

Qiong Ren couldn't continue the conversation, so he could only smile dryly and wave his hands: "That's it, everyone go to bed early."

After finishing speaking, he quickly turned off the live broadcast.

As soon as the live broadcast was closed, Hades hugged him into his arms.

Qiong Ren: "What are you doing?"

Yan Wang: "Didn't you say to kiss later? I've been waiting for a while."

Qiong Ren looked at him, gritted his teeth and said, "Have you ever thought about what it will be like to die when your other incarnations face me?"

Yan Wang: "It's okay, I can always accompany you with evil ghosts."

Qiong Ren: "..."

"Did you not sleep well when I was away?" Yan Wang lightly touched his eyes, "Dark circles appeared."

Qiong Ren grabbed his finger: "What have you been doing these days?"

Hades held his finger backhanded, pulled him over and kissed him: "First tell me why are you crying?"

Qiong Ren withdrew his hand and turned his eyes away.

"Aran," Hades came over, gently brushed his hair away, and kissed the tear mole under his eyes, "Tell me. If you don't tell me, I can only continue to kiss you."

"Is that how you comfort people?" Qiong Ren looked at him dissatisfied.

Yan Wang: "Yes."

He looked into Qiong Ren's eyes: "It's very effective, isn't it?"

indeed.

Qiong Ren didn't feel any sadness at all.

The two of them were lying face to face, and Qiong Ren told the story of receiving the text message from Lian Qingquan, as well as the unpleasant past with Lian Qingquan.

Yan Wang listened carefully, and said thoughtfully, "This is unreasonable."

In Qiongren's heart, Lian Qingquan is more disgusting than anyone else in the world, and even Qingquan blackmailed him, in Qiongren's view, there is nothing unreasonable.

Qiong Ren: "What's unreasonable?"

Yan Wang: "If this matter is exposed, others will only sympathize with you, and it will even help to improve your social evaluation. When you were 14 years old, he gave up raising you again, and he had the obligation to support you instead of supporting minor children , It’s the crime of abandonment, even if your support obligation is terminated, if the prosecution period is ten years, it will have to wait another eight years before it expires. It’s actually not good for him to threaten you now.”

Qiong Ren: "..."

What's going on, how could the King of Hades understand the laws of the Yang Dynasty better than him.

Yan Wang went on to say: "Either he is really short of money and has to go to the doctor in a hurry, or he is colluding with others and wants to do something to you.

"The latter is more likely, otherwise, how would he know your mobile phone number?"

Although Qiong Ren can't be said to be the top class in Yangshi now, he is still very popular. Lian Qingquan contacted his private number, and it is not so easy to get this number.

In an old and cramped rental house, yellowed newspapers covered the walls. Lian Qingquan sat on a dirty sofa with a half-collapsed spring, staring hard at the live broadcast interface that had just been closed.

There is still a live broadcast of the mood, and he is still with a man. It seems that the medicine he has given is not strong enough.

He took out his mobile phone, edited text messages cursingly, and sent several messages in a row, but the other party did not respond.

Lian Qingquan couldn't help but dialed the phone, but the phone kept saying that the other party was on the phone. He understood that this meant that his number had been blocked.

Holding the phone, he murmured curses and walked around in circles. The walls of the rental house he rented were very thin, and soon the residents next door became impatient.

Someone ran to his door and scolded: "Damn it, if you make another sound, I will chop your hanging!"

The resident next door was a strong man with big arms and round waist. Lian Qingquan thought he was a debt collector, and he often came back smelling of tobacco and alcohol, and occasionally accompanied by women. Although they were dressed in gaudy clothes, they were real women.

Lian Qingquan hasn't met a woman for a long time, he doesn't like ordinary people, good people don't like him, for addicts like him, those who do business don't take his orders in order to avoid trouble.

Lian Qingquan was unwilling to keep quiet, his sunken eye sockets revealed the color of hatred.

Talking back and forth in the mouth is a fucking thing with turtles, cursing back and forth in a low voice.

After a while, someone called him.

When he saw the number, his bloodshot eyes lit up: "Mr. Yu."

"Have you sent the text message?" The voice on the other side was very young.

Lian Qingquan nodded again and again: "Sent."

"How did he react?"

Speaking of this, even Qingquan's heart was filled with hatred again: "He blocked me and didn't reply to a single text message."

Mr. Yu was very dissatisfied: "Don't make excuses..."

Lian Qingquan called Qu: "He is stubborn by nature, and I can't help it. I told you earlier that this little brat, Qiong Ren, has no parental affection in his heart. He simply ignored my threats."

Mr. Yu: "I gave you several cards, you change the number and continue to send them, just say, if his mother is still alive, seeing him having sex with a man will definitely be very disappointing."

Mr. Yu laughed and said in a relaxed tone, "It's not like he didn't feel it. Did you watch his live broadcast today? He was sad. Anyway, if you think about how you can poke your son's heart, you can post it."

"Okay." Lian Qingquan smiled obsequiously, "Then the reward...you see..."

Mr. Yu: "Don't worry, the money will not be missing from you."

Not long after Mr. Yu hung up the phone, Lian Qingquan received a bank transfer text message on his mobile phone.

Lian Qingquan narrowed his eyes: "Huh, one hundred thousand, just send the beggar."

He threw his phone on the bed and went to the bathroom to wash his face.The man in the mirror was shriveled and haggard, with deep shadows under his eye sockets and cheekbones, his curly hair was messed up, and he couldn't see the handsomeness of his youth at all.

Seeing his current appearance, Lian Qingquan felt resentful in his heart.

"It was Ban Shu and Qiong Ren who harmed me, a stinky woman and a bastard. If Ban Shu hadn't turned his face and divorced me mercilessly, how could I have given up on myself and become addicted to gambling. If I hadn't lost all my money in gambling, I How can you go to work in those dirty places and end up getting addicted to drugs."

"The reason why I have such a miserable life is all the fault of Ban Shu and Qiong Ren."

"Mr. Yu, Mr. Yu." He repeated these three words several times: "There are still people who hate Qiong Ren as much as I do. It must be that this little bastard can't be a man, he deserves it!"

Lian Qingquan washed his face casually, and then rinsed his face with clear water: "I am a rat in the gutter. Hahahaha. But Qiong Ren and I look so similar. As long as I appear on TV, people will see him in the future." He will think of my face, who will be crazy about him then."

He grinned at the mirror, missing several yellow teeth.The handsomeness of the past has disappeared without a trace, only the skin ruined by drug addiction remains.

"Ban Shu has been proud all her life. When I go on TV, she will be pointed at by people, saying that she is the ex-wife of someone like me, that she is blind, and that they are so pitiful."

He seemed to have thought of something overjoyed, covered his stomach and laughed, thinking of the warning from the big man next door, Lian Qingquan immediately covered his mouth.

"Both of you will be tied to the name of this piece of mud for the rest of your life."

Lian Qingquan wiped away the tears from laughter, changed the card to Qiong Ren and continued to send messages and make calls, but no one answered the messages, and all the calls showed that they were in a call.

"Have you opened the white list? Huh, it's clever." Lian Qingquan murmured, "It's not because I inherited it so smart, but I don't even want to give me any money. It's ungrateful."

After setting up the white list, Qiong Ren didn't look at the intercepted phone calls and text messages, and asked Hades, "I've finished my business, how about you? You last night..."

"Last night?" Yan Wang took him by the waist and led him forward, "Why do you ask such a question?"

Why else, pretending to be stupid is really endless.

Qiongren slandered, looked at Hades and said, "I can't sleep without you here."

Seeing that Yan Wang's smile froze, and his breathing seemed to become a little faster, he nodded in his heart with satisfaction.

He continued: "I didn't sleep well last night, that's why I got dark circles under my eyes."

Fingers clicked under the eyes, and every click was a wordless accusation.

Let Hades feel that he must have done something wrong.

"Maybe it's because every night someone breaks their promise and comes to hug me quietly, so I'm used to it."

Qiong Ren looked at him: "If you don't hug me, I won't be able to sleep."

When he said this, he was so ashamed that he hid his limbs and feet under the quilt and curled up tightly.But he can't keep letting the evil spirits treat him like this or that.

Anyone who can't hit a straight ball can do it.

Yan Wang said in a hoarse voice, "What position do you like for me to hug you?"

"like it all."

There was honey in Qiong Ren's voice, and every word he uttered was sweet.

In fact, I was so nervous that I couldn't breathe!

Yan Wang put him in his arms, and said in a low voice, "Is it comfortable to sleep like this?"

Qiong Ren nodded: "But..."

"But what?" Hades asked.

"It's been a long time since I saw the avatar, I want you to hug me with that avatar."

Yan Wang froze for a moment: "No."

Qiong Ren looked at him quietly, with condemnation, accusation, and loss in his eyes.

Yan Wang clearly knew that Qiong Ren had bad intentions, but he really didn't want to see him frowning, so he could only agree with a sigh.Without any warning, the guy holding Qiong Ren changed his face, lowered his body temperature, and even his clothes changed.

Black hair, black eyes, fair complexion.

Yan Mo's movements of holding Qiong Ren were so stiff that she looked at a certain point silently, but she didn't look at Qiong Ren anyway, her fair face was extremely red.

Qiong Ren was overjoyed, good job, the troublesome one finally left.

Qiong Ren said deliberately: "Why is your body so stiff, it's uncomfortable to hold like this."

Yan Mo looked at him with a serious expression: "How do I hug him?"

Qiong Ren felt that he had the upper hand, and began to point fingers: "Hand down a little, pull me closer, relax a little."

The tip of his nose touched Yan Mo's chest, smelling the familiar strawberry mint scent, he couldn't help but bury it in and took a breath, like an idiot: "You smell so good."

"Aran," Yan Mo's voice tensed up, "Don't do this."

Qiong Ren took another breath recklessly: "Can you suck me, but can't I suck you? You are double standard."

That's not the case, Yan Mo frowned in embarrassment.

"You still have my clothes in your bedroom. I saw them when I went to the wrong room last time." Qiong Ren raised his head, "Do you want this on me?"

Yanmo: "..."

He felt that Qiong Ren might have misunderstood something.

"All the incarnations are me, and they do what I want to do, but the methods are slightly different."

Yan Mo looked at Qiong Ren's lips, and then moved his eyes to his eyes: "It seems that although you didn't sleep well last night, you didn't want to sleep that much."

Qiong Ren was kissed for the third time.

If we say that when we kissed last time, the evil ghost's movements were very eager.

Then the incarnation was so intense that it seemed to eat him, Qiong Ren was kissed so wide that his eyes widened, and he began to silently worry about whether he would be able to see people tomorrow.

There was a sound of water where the lips and tongue met, Yan Mo bit the tip of his tongue and sucked, as if to prove that all the incarnations were the same person, Yan Mo showed a kissing skill similar to that of a ghost.

It's just that the kiss is heavier and more urgent.

Not to mention restraint.

The evil ghost prime minister can still say a few words, but Yan Mo doesn't say a word, his lips and tongue seem to be only used for kissing.

Now Qiong Ren finally understands what it's like to be kissed to the point of fainting.

Should it be said that he is too useless, or that Hades doesn't need to breathe, so he is born with the upper hand in kissing?

His jaw was wet, his mind was muddled, and he couldn't think of anything except that he was being kissed.

He couldn't even make a sound, so he could only whimper twice, but after realizing that any noise he made would make Yan Mo's kiss more intense, Qiong Ren resolutely chose to remain silent.

It made him cry.

It's not wronged, it's not painful, it's just a feeling that I can't stand it, it's just being kissed, how could it be like this.

Is this the power of God?

Sure enough, people are more terrifying than ghosts and gods.

The human incarnation is not human, and it is even more inhuman than the ghost form.

A man like him who can perfectly control his breath while singing and dancing fiercely, is now being kissed so hard that he can't breathe, his legs are soft, his hands are soft, his waist is soft, and he is lying on the bed softly.

Probably because his tears flowed too exaggeratedly, Yan Mo finally stopped, licked his tears, and sighed softly: "It's so sweet...

"Why are tears sweet, fragrant and beautiful everywhere.

"Aran, have you tricked me?"

The inexplicable power in his voice made Qiong Ren tremble slightly.

"You..." Qiong Ren was so choked up that he could hardly speak, "You are not human."

Yan Mo showed a little smile, and hung faintly on the corners of his eyes and brows: "Well. I'm not a human being in the first place."

Qiong Ren sobbed twice, Yan Mo leaned over, kissed away his tears inch by inch, and slowly licked his lips.

Seeing his expression of thanks for the hospitality, Qiong Ren felt his waist go numb.

Unexpectedly, after all the painstaking efforts, the evil ghost was exchanged for a more terrifying one.

How will you live in the future, if you are kissed like this every day, how can you work hard.

The body will break.

Yanmo coaxed softly: "Aran, I've kissed you so many times, can you give me a title?"

Qiong Ren retreated silently.

shrink back.

Keep shrinking back.

His back suddenly emptied, and he fell off the bed, but instead of hitting the floor, he lay on Yan Mo's body.

Yan Mo lay under him, and she didn't know what posture she used to exert force, or she might have just flew up, but Qiong Ren couldn't see him, but she picked him up and put him on the bed.

The two lay down again, and Yan Mo had the innocent look of a male high school student confessing for the first time: "Aran, why don't you speak?"

"No." Qiong Ren said in a firm voice.

Yan Mo pursed her lips and looked at him silently, looking disappointed and hurt.

Qiong Ren: "..."

How can you pretend to be a pure god for me after taking advantage of it!

Qiong Ren couldn't swear bad words out of his mouth, but he had already sweared countless words with his eyes.

Yan Mo didn't say much, but lightly rubbed Qiong Ren's hair.

Qiong Ren was really tired. Being rubbed was like being pressed into a sleeping hole. Before falling asleep, he heard Yan Mo ask him: "What's the password of the phone? I want to listen to your song."

Without thinking too much, Qiong Ren told him the password directly, and said vaguely: "You set up a face unlock for yourself."

Yan Mo kissed him on the forehead: "Yes. Go to sleep."

Qiong Ren closed his eyes again, not thinking about anything, and immediately fell into a gentle dream.

Yan Mo turned on his phone and set up a small silent zone around Qiong Ren.

He turned off the whitelist function, and released Lian Qingquan's first cell phone number that was blocked.

Replied: "No."

These two words obviously angered Lian Qingquan.

He started calling Qiong Ren's number, Yan Mo listened to the sound silently, and hung up in about 40 seconds.

Then add this number to the blacklist, Lian Qingquan quickly changed another number and dialed, this time Yan Mo got through.

Lian Qingquan said on the other end of the phone: "Finally answered, have you figured it out yet? Sensible..."

Yanmo hung up the phone, put this number into the blacklist again, and released the previous number.

Back and forth like this, like walking a dog.

Over there, I have been calling and sending text messages relentlessly, trying to stop using various numbers.

Yan Mo became more and more sure that Lian Qingquan did not do this to blackmail Qiong Ren.For a man who blackmailed his own son, he was too patient.

Because Yan Mo hadn't answered the phone properly, Lian Qingquan started sending text messages frantically.

Yan Mo didn't delete the matter directly, but carefully read the content of the glaring text message.

"Son, you look so much like me. If it weren't for me, how could you be so good-looking. It's thanks to me that you can get close to rich people. Shouldn't you give me a thank you fee?"

"Son, Dad has had a hard time these years. If your mother sees your ruthless appearance, how disappointed she will be. You are so old, and you should also fulfill your responsibility to support your father. "

"It's the most pity that the son wants to support but does not wait for the relative. You have no chance to support your biological mother. Shouldn't you take good care of me? I am your biological father."

"You may not know that the most disgusting thing about Ban Shu now is the little boy. If I tell her that you are now the boy who is being taken care of by a rich man, guess she will disgust you. If you don't want me to tell her, hurry up give me money."

It's not hard to imagine that Qiongren's adoptive mother would think so, and it might have something to do with Lian Qingquan himself. Even Qingquan didn't hesitate to scold himself, and wanted to poke Qiongren's heart.

Lian Qingquan obviously knew that Qiong Ren disgusted him, and knew that Qiong Ren cared about the two women, his biological mother and adoptive mother, so he kept calling Qiong Ren's son, repeatedly mentioned that he was Qiong Ren's father, and said that these two ladies would treat the current Qiong Ren disappointment.

The more Yan Mo looked at it, the more certain he was that although every text message ended with a request for money, the actual purpose was to torture Qiong Ren's spirit.

And every text message can be used as evidence that Lian Qingquan blackmailed Qiong Ren.

Slowly, Lian Qingquan finally realized that he was being tricked.

He called again, this time, Yan Mo answered.

"What do you think you are doing? If you offend me..."

Yanmo: "What if I make you angry?"

The voices of both Qiong Ren and Yan Wang are very distinctive, and it is impossible to mishear them.

"Who are you? Where is Qiong Ren?" Lian Qingquan asked angrily.

Yan Mo replied calmly, "Asleep."

Only now did Lian Qingquan realize that not only was he being tricked, but it wasn't even Qiong Ren who was tricking him.

He sneered twice: "You are his benefactor, right?"

Yan Mo opened his mobile phone Weibo, and as soon as he opened the screen, an Internet ghost jumped out. They wandered the Internet all year round, and when they encountered the underworld Weibo opened, they appeared scary.

When he saw Yan Mo's face, he was frightened into a quail. His long tongue hung out on the screen, and he forgot to retract it, so he wanted to burrow into the screen.

Yanmo held the microphone and held his head: "Follow this line to find the person I'm talking with, scare him, hide in his mobile phone, and send me all the call records."

The internet ghost nodded obediently, biting its tongue that was too frightened to hold back, floated into Qiong Ren's cell phone, and swam to Lian Qingquan's cell phone along the call line.

Yanmo let go of the microphone, his voice was cold: "You will go to hell, soon."

Lian Qingquan was furious, he had been underestimated for too long, Yan Mo, the dead gay who raised his son, why should he use such a superior tone of judgment to him.

"Who do you think you are? Let me go to hell? What's the matter, you are the king of hell? Hahahahaha, it's funny, everyone said that the king of hell let me die in the third watch, who dares to keep me until the fifth watch, come on, come on, if you have the ability, now At once……"

A pale ghost appeared close to his face, eye to eye with him, and even waved at him.

"Ahhh!!! Ghost!!!"

In fear, Lian Qingquan yelled out of emotion, seeing the ghost emerging from the screen of the phone, he was so frightened that he immediately threw the phone away.

Boom!

The mobile phone smashed a hole in the thin wall.

Lian Qingquan looked at the phone with the cracked screen in fear, his body had been hollowed out, his heart was beating too violently, and his throat smelled of blood.

He trembled and looked at the phone. The ghost just now seemed to be a hallucination and had disappeared from this room.

Suddenly there was a soft knock at the door.

The old door was pried open with a tool, and the burly man next door came in, grabbed him by the collar, gagged his mouth with the smelly socks he took off at the door, and forcibly carried him out .

Even Qingquan wanted to struggle, but he was too tired to climb the stairs, let alone compete with such a strong iron tower giant.

The big man dragged and carried it until he was several hundred meters away from the rental building before throwing it on the sidewalk.

"Death bug, yellow-toothed man, it's unlucky enough to live next to scum like you, and you're still arguing in the middle of the night. If you want to die, die early, and if you don't die, don't mourn in the middle of the night."

The big man originally wanted to hit him with his fists, but seeing Lian Qingquan's appearance, he was afraid of killing someone, so he pulled his head up and slapped him more than a dozen times.

The slap made him dizzy with a bruised nose and swollen face.

"To be a human being, you must have a sense of public morality. If you look at me and beat you, remember to bring you out before you beat me, so as not to disturb other people's sleep. Can't you learn from me?"

After the big man hit it, he spit out: "Tui, garbage!"