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Wan Chukong returned the shoes to him, put on the slippers that fit him and stood still.

"You can be more casual." Qi Ji said again.

Only then did Wan Chukong move towards the living room, Qi Ji's house was very tidy, it had been specially cleaned at first sight.His eyes fell on Qi Ji involuntarily, his blue hair was very conspicuous under the fluorescent light.

"You don't wear glasses anymore?" Wan Chukong asked him.

Qi Ji raised his hand and scratched his cheek, looking a little cautious, "I didn't wear it today."

"Did you not wear it to see me?"

It can't be said that way, but there is nothing wrong with saying it.

Especially with the man's appearance right there, he asked this sentence with an incomparably natural expression, as if it was just a casual chat.

Qi Ji faltered, ready to say something to the other party but didn't give him a chance to say it.

"I asked you for something, and I kept you waiting for a long time." Wan Chukong looked at him, "Aren't you angry?"

Qi Ji blinked and shook his head, there was nothing to be angry about, everyone was busy and everyone had their own business, and they didn't set a good time in advance.

So it's okay.

He is not angry.

And... Qi Ji couldn't help but sneak a glance at Wan Chukong, he went to investigate Wan Chukong out of curiosity.

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"It seems that I am not angry." Wan Chukong laughed again. His smile was full of deceit, which would make people think that he was such a gentle person in his bones. "But I still have to apologize. I am sorry for making you wait for me for so long."

"No, and I didn't wait on purpose." Qi Ji said, and for a while, red covered his neck and behind his ears. He blushed easily, dancing, sweating, and when he was at a loss, but it was not exaggerated, thin The red color covers the place where the pulse beats, to the upper right of the Adam's apple.

Qi Ji's appearance is outstanding.

There is no doubt about this, otherwise he would not be able to debut as an idol, and it would be even more impossible for Wan Chukong to be forced to be his "wife" by netizens.

But the entertainment industry has no shortage of people with outstanding looks. Only good-looking people with interesting personalities can get more favors.Obviously Qi Ji only takes up the former, and he is not very good at chatting either in variety shows or in private.

"This is your home, why are you so nervous? Or are you still afraid of me?" Wan Chukong asked him.

Qi Ji shook his head in denial, changed the subject and asked him what he wanted to drink.

The two of them went into the kitchen together. Qi Ji liked to hoard things very much. The refrigerator was full of everything, and the moment he opened it, he turned sideways to show it to Wan Chukong.

Wan Chukong was obviously taken aback, and then said: "You are very similar to my brother."

Qiao Qirui is six and a half years old this year, and he also likes to hide snacks at home.

"What do you want to drink?" Qi Ji stared at the pudding in the refrigerator, he was so hungry.

Wan Chukong asked in turn, "What do you like to drink?"

Qi Ji took out the white grape juice from it, Wan Chukong took it and said "Thank you", and then asked him, "Have you not eaten yet?"

Qi Ji became energetic, his eyes lit up, "I haven't eaten yet, I want to cook noodles, do you want some more?"

Wan Chukong has always been good at observation, Qi Ji's thoughts are too easy to guess, then he pursed the corner of his mouth and raised the glass bottle in his hand, "No need, I'll just drink this."

Qi Ji was firing a fire in the kitchen, while Wan Chukong was leaning against the door and watching him.

"Qi Ji."

"Huh?" Qi Ji turned around.

"Why do you want to be a boy group?"

"At first it was my friend who thought, he pulled me along." Qi Ji put the noodles into the pot with a serious look, but Wan Chukong only focused on the duckling slippers on his feet.

"Friend? Is it the one with you at the last party?" Wan Chukong had a vague impression, it didn't matter who it was.

Qi Ji nodded.

"What about yourself?"

Qi Ji didn't react for a while, and turned to look at Wan Chukong.

It was to ask him if he wanted to be an idol.

Qi Ji froze for a moment, looking at the noodles in the pot, layers of heat rising up.

Wan Chukong got an answer within a few seconds of hesitation, "If you don't want to say anything, you don't have to say it, just treat it as a casual chat, and don't need to answer me anything."

"is it okay?"

"Why not?" Wan Chukong lowered his voice, "It's a reference for me to ask you to help me make a new play, you can refuse me."

Qi Jixiang breathed a sigh of relief, and then asked Wan Chukong: "Are you really not going to eat?"

Wan Chukong shook his head, Qi Ji said, "Then I won't put any seasoning."

"why?"

"To control your weight, it's best not to use heavy oil and salt." So pudding can't be eaten either.

"You're already very thin." Wan Chukong turned his head slightly, one side of Qi Ji's hair was pinned behind his ear, and it was the side facing Wan Chukong, showing a complete side face, with clusters of eyelashes parted, jaw The curve of her body is smooth, even her neck is slender, and the blue blood vessels under the skin can be seen faintly.

Qi Ji smiled at him, that kind of smile that was so natural that he didn't have any thoughts.

The noodles were on the table, with a few slices of green vegetables floating inside. It seemed that the clear soup lacked water and had no appetite, but Qi Ji ate happily.

Wan Chukong looked at him and knew that the reference was the wrong person.

Qi Ji was too ordinary.

"Ordinary" here is not derogatory.Qi Ji's life is ordinary, plain and fulfilling, there is nothing wrong with it, but it is not the same as the characters in his play.

But he still felt lucky that today came.

Qi Ji raised his head, his beautiful eyes were shrouded in mist, but even if he couldn't see clearly, it didn't make people vigilant, he was too non-aggressive.

He asked appropriately and politely: "Are you sure you don't want to eat?"

Wan Chukong: "Then you want to give me half?"

...was just kidding.

Qi Ji couldn't tell the difference.

"I'm joking." The person opposite said.

Qi Ji ate alone with peace of mind.

Cats are like this, even if you give it to you on the surface, what you actually think is: it’s all mine.

Wan Chukong watched him eat patiently, like every time he went to feed Qiqi, he would not leave until he had finished eating.

"Brother, even if you don't look at it, it won't get lost." Qiao Qirui promised repeatedly before, "I must remember to close the door."

Wan Chukong said "I got it" on the surface, and he will stay by the cat next time.

As for whether the other two cats eat or not.

He doesn't care.

He would use his feet to pick apart the long cat only when he was grabbing the Qiqi rice bowl.

The younger brother observed for a long time, but he couldn't figure out whether his brother liked cats or not. He said he liked cats. He didn't see his brother and cats being very close. He said he didn't like cats, and he still protected Qiqi so much.

But at the end of eating, Qi Ji suddenly got up and took out the pudding from the refrigerator.

"This is for you to eat, I can't eat it."

The kitten was reluctant to part, but let go of the paws that were clasped on it.

Wan Chukong didn't react for a while, until Qi Ji asked, "Don't you eat pudding?"

"Thank you." Wan Chukong accepted it.

"Is it okay for your room to just leave the door open?" Wan Chukong finally couldn't help asking when passing by Qi Ji's room.

Qi Ji stopped, "It's okay, there's nothing in the room..."

"Then can I ask what that is?" Wan Chukong pointed to the body pillow on Qi Ji's bed, on which was printed a girl with orange hair smiling very brightly, it looked like an anime character.He saw it when he first entered the house, so he stopped.

Qi Ji suddenly felt embarrassed, but the eyes he looked at Wan Chukong were extremely frank, as if conveying the most basic trust in human beings.

He said, "My wife."

Wan Chukong: "..."

Wan Chukong tried to digest these three words, and finally commented: "Hmm... your wife looks very cute."

Qi Ji was very happy, "Yes, I think so too."

Wan Chukong even responded to him: "Yes."

Qiao Qirui also regards Spider-Man as an idol, and there is a cabinet full of Spider-Man figures at home.

Can understand.

Besides, he had just received a "bribe" from Qi Ji, and there was still a faint taste of milk in his mouth, so he couldn't bear to discourage the other party's enthusiasm.

Qi Ji turned on the TV, it wouldn't be too embarrassing to have a voice, but Wan Chukong asked him, "Is there a show you want to watch?"

"No, just... just listen."

"Don't you usually watch your own show?"

"...Will you watch the movie you act in all right?"

"I can."

Wan Chukong was extremely calm.

Qi Ji was silent for a while, "I don't think much of myself."

"Why?" Wan Chukong raised his hand, his sense of distance was very strange, his fingers stopped in mid-air, before Qi Ji's eyes, and a shadow fell in his eyes, as if they wanted to touch his eyes, "No Would you like to admire your own face?"

After Qi Ji was shocked, he felt that it was very reasonable. Chang Wan Chukong is so handsome, he must be having fun in the mirror.

People are just watching their own movies, and they are already very restrained!

But Qi Ji still shook his head, "I don't really like seeing myself on TV."

Wan Chukong raised his eyebrows slightly, why did the phone call come in before asking.

He glanced at the contact's name, flipped the phone over, but didn't answer it for a long time.Qi Ji listened to the phone ringing for a long time, and asked hesitantly, "Aren't you answering the phone?"

Wan Chukong looked up at him, showing a nearly perfect smile, "I'll pick it up."

Then he answered the phone in front of Qi Ji.

The other end of the phone seemed to be talking for a long time, Qi Ji vaguely heard a voice, it was a female voice.

He properly focused on the TV, but his ears couldn't help but perk up.

I finally understand why the members like to eavesdrop so much.

This is completely uncontrollable!

female voice... female...

Qi Ji suddenly realized, is it the female idol who fell in love with Wan Chukong?

He still remembered the girl's name, she was a member of a girl group who had just debuted recently.

Qi Ji's eyes could not help squinting. Wan Chukong was listening to the content on the phone, but his eyes were attracted by the side.

The voice continued.

Wan Chukong responded: "I thought I had made it clear that day."

Qi Ji desperately suppressed his desire to gossip, what's the matter? Is this a quarrel?

What was said there again, Wan Chukong lowered his eyes and looked at Qi Ji's involuntarily leaning body, "Well, that's why I went to the appointment today, otherwise you wouldn't be able to see me at all."

So today is a private meeting with female idols?

Then why are you still looking for him?

Qi Ji was stunned for a moment, and then heard Wan Chukong say: "I don't want to argue with you either, let's all calm down, I'll hang up first."

After hanging up the phone, Wan Chukong said to Qi Ji, "You're going to rely on me."

Qi Ji went numb all the way up his spine, and his face turned red again, showing the embarrassment of being caught.

Overheard big failure.

In order to show his innocence, Qi Ji looked over first, "Are you two arguing?"

Wan Chukong smiled, "Didn't you hear it all?"

Qi Ji was still trying to save himself: "It's okay, it's common for couples to quarrel..."

"Wait a minute." Wan Chukong interrupted him, looking at him seriously, "Couple?"

Qi Ji covered his mouth, "I'm very strict."

Don't worry, he can still swear.

"Well, okay, then please, don't let others know..." Wan Chukong smiled, "My mother and I had an argument on the phone."

Qi Ji: "..."

It seems that it is necessary to buy a tombstone for myself in advance, and the inscription should be engraved on the monument: it is purely luck that I can live to 24 years old.