Rumors are strictly prohibited

Because the atmosphere was right, Qi Ji drank a little wine, but Wan Chukong didn't drink, but kept pouring wine for him.

As soon as Qi Ji finished drinking, he filled it up. At first Qi Ji was too embarrassed to refuse, but the fourth time he finally couldn't help it and said: "Well, don't pour it, I can't drink so much."

Wan Chukong stopped as if he had just discovered it, and looked at him with one hand on his chin, "Sorry, I thought you were good at drinking."

...This is provocation.

Qi Ji finally decided to admit it, "No, I don't hold a lot of alcohol." He gets on his face easily when he drinks, and he will blush even if he is not drunk.

Wan Chukong looked at him with interest: "Then are you drunk?"

"...It's not that bad."

When both parties stopped their chopsticks, Wan Chukong asked him, "Are you going back to the company?"

Qi Ji shook his head, there is definitely no way to go back in this state.

"Since we're not going back, why don't we take a look around?"

Qi Ji was a little worried, "The two of us are very conspicuous, and we might be recognized."

"Is it forbidden to show your face during non-working hours in your line of work?"

Qi Ji shook his head again, wanting to say but what is the relationship between us!His video homepage recommendations so far are still various clips that Chu Qi didn't care about, and it's all Su Mianchao's fault for always sharing them with him!

But there is no impenetrable wall in the world. Now that two people know each other, it will be a matter of time before someone finds out.

Qi Ji suddenly had a sense of seeing that they were having an underground affair without telling everyone. In order to dispel those messy thoughts in his mind, he changed his words and said firmly: "Let's go, go downstairs now!"

Wan Chukong was taken aback by his sudden enthusiasm, "Okay, you don't want your hat anymore?"

Qi Ji stroked his hair, turned around and said, "Ah, yes."

Wan Chukong put the hat on his head backwards.

The sea breeze blew past with a salty smell, and those who walked on the shore in twos and threes were either couples or uncles and aunts. The two big men seemed out of place.

In particular, both of them are conspicuous, and even wearing a hat, they can still be judged from their body shapes as very good men.

A girl looked sideways frequently, which made Qi Ji nervous for a while, and leaned close to Wan Chukong and said, "Will she recognize us?"

Without waiting for Wan Chukong to answer, he whispered again: "I still have my eyes on you, what if I come to ask you for WeChat?"

Wan Chukong couldn't keep up with his thoughts, so he lowered his head to look carefully at Qi Ji under the moonlight, the young man's face was blushing.

But he didn't say it out, only said: "No."

And the girl on the side hurriedly bowed her head and typed, and sent it to the discussion group: [Cross, sisters, there were two boys next to me who behaved very intimately, they were so close! !The body shape is poor and good to eat, very similar to our Chu Qi, unexpectedly 5555 burst into tears]

Reply from below: [Wake up, don't explain, they don't know each other at all, how could they behave intimately]

[Damn it is really similar! 】

By the time she recovers from the blow, the two of them have long since disappeared.

At this moment, Qi Ji was squatting on the side of the stall, watching the glowing balls bouncing back and forth at the feet of the old man with a group of children.

After Wan Chukong paid, Qi Ji raised his head and asked, "Did you buy it for my brother?"

Wan Chukong took the small ball that no longer flickered in his hand, "No, he has a lot of toys, and he doesn't know how to play with such things."

"That's..." Qi Ji felt that everyone had such a hobby.

"For Qiqi." Wan Chukong said.

Qi Ji looked stunned, and Wan Chukong asked him, "What were you thinking just now? Do you think I bought it for you?"

Qi Ji stood up, shook his head and waved his hands, "How come...but can Qiqi know how to play?"

Wan Chukong didn't answer, but looked at him, hearing the name "Qi Qi" from Qi Ji's mouth always felt very subtle.

Wan Chukong lowered his head and pinched the ball in his hand again, colorful light flashed across his face, "I don't know, I bought it anyway."

Qi Ji considered his sentence: "It should like it."

Wan Chukong raised his head and laughed again, "If you like it, I can give it to you."

He doesn't want it, he's not a cat...

Wan Chukong started again: "Take it as a token of love."

This time Qi Ji chose to cover his ears and strode forward. After walking a few steps, he turned back and waited for Wan Chukong to catch up.

Wan Chukong walked over and looked back suddenly, Qi Ji wanted to follow suit, but Wan Chukong held his head down, "Don't look, just move forward."

"Um... oh."

Back in the car, Wan Chukong didn't start the car immediately but waited for a while.

He put the ball into the storage box, and after the car drove forward for a while, Qi Ji took it in his hand and shook it, and the ball flickered again.

Wan Chukong didn't stop him, Qi Ji played alone for a while, and finally raised his head to speak, "You..."

"Any plans for next weekend?" Wan Chukong also asked at this time.

Qi Ji forgot what he wanted to say, "Sunday? No."

"I have no arrangements." Wan Chukong said, "promise Qiao Qirui to take him out to play."

Qi Ji thought of the kid who resembled Wan Chukong half to six, "Then he should be very happy."

Wan Chukong looked at the rearview mirror and asked, "What about you?"

"If there is no accident, I will be at home. I don't have much time to rest recently."

Wan Chukong stopped talking.

After a long time, Qi Ji noticed something was wrong.

Ask him if he has plans for Sunday and if you want to ask him to go out with...is that so?What if he gets it wrong?

While struggling, Qi Ji observed Wan Chukong's expression.

"That..." He managed to muster up the courage.

Wan Chukong said: "Someone is following the car."

Qi Ji was discouraged all of a sudden.

"It should have been followed for a long time, it looks like a professional." Wan Chukong raised his chin with one free hand, and turned his face away, "Maybe it's a paparazzi."

Qi Ji's cheeks were pinched, and his speech was a little vague, "Really?"

There was a faint smile on Wan Chukong's lips, "Well, should I say sorry to you, it is very likely that I will hurt you."

"It's okay, everyone is the same."

Qi Ji's face was really small, as if it could be covered with one hand, even shaking his head in his palm had no intention of breaking free.

Wan Chukong withdrew his hand, the fingertips still had the touch of the opponent's skin, "Then don't hang your head down, see if you can shake it off, it doesn't matter if you can't shake it off, it's almost there."

Only then did Qi Ji remember and ask, "Are you living here today?"

"Are you inviting me?"

Qi Ji paused, and said another way, "Don't you live at your mother's house?"

"En." Wan Chukong responded first, "I can't stop."

Qi Ji asked, "Then where do you live?"

Wan Chukong reported an address, and when it came to the specific house number, Qi Ji secretly took out his mobile phone to look at the map.

Wan Chukong waited patiently for him to finish searching, "You know now?"

"It's quite far away." Qi Ji replied honestly.

"Maybe I have to hide at your house for a while before I can leave, can I?"

"Yes." Qi Ji had no objection at all.

The black car behind followed suddenly slowed down halfway and stopped following. Qi Ji leaned half of his body against the car door, trying to reduce the heat on his body: "Did I make a mistake?"

Wan Chukong said for a while: "I hope."

When he got to the door of the house, Qi Ji suddenly looked blank, "Would you like to wait for me outside for 10 minutes?"

Wan Chukong asked him: "Is it a mess? It's okay, I can help clean it together."

"It's not..." It's just that the clothes were taken off and not folded, and they were on the sofa and the bed.

Qi Ji pressed the doorknob, "Wait for me for 5 minutes!"

As he spoke, he leaned on the door and moved in, but he didn't dare to close the door tightly. He quickly put on duckling slippers and ran to the room. After collecting some clothes on the bed, he heard Wan Chukong's voice.

"Where is the one on the sofa?"

Mistake!It should be on the sofa first!

Qi Ji blushed and stretched out his hand, "Just give it to me."

Wan Chukong handed him the clothes, "It's all washed."

Qi Ji nodded, but got lazy after taking it out of the dryer.

After packing everything up and closing the door of his room, Qi Ji said, "Why did you come in suddenly?"

Wan Chukong smiled, "Sorry, I'm not used to being locked outside."

Qi Ji blinked slowly, "Okay, I see."

Wan Chukong then asked, "What do you know?"

"Next time I won't let you wait outside."

The smile on Wan Chukong's mouth gradually faded, "Okay."

Qi Ji went to the bathroom to wash his hands and took off his contact lenses, then went to the room to change into his shorts and came out.

The yellow T-shirt matches well with the little yellow duck slippers on the feet.

Wan Chukong leaned on the sofa and watched him toss back and forth, and finally agreed to say, "Qi Ji, are you drunk?"

Qi Ji nodded, "It seems so."

He felt it himself, went to the sofa and sat down, covered his face with his hands and wiped the heat from his face.

"Sorry." He was sleepy and tired.

"It's okay, why did you say sorry to me?" Wan Chukong turned his head, it was the first time he saw someone drunk in this state, besides, Qi Ji really didn't drink much, he seemed to be well protected.

Qi Ji suddenly raised his head, and the two of them were so close that they could see each other's shadows in each other's eyes.His face was already very red, but now it was even redder. He said "sorry" and moved back a position.

Wan Chukong looked at the distance between the two of them suddenly, "What are you doing?"

"Ah, no." Qi Ji scratched his chin lightly, "I think you are not used to people being so close to you, I'm afraid I might bump into you..."

Wan Chukong continued to ask: "Why do you think so?"

"Because..." Qi Ji looked back at him, "You avoided the restaurant last time."

Wan Chukong tilted his head slightly and thought about it for a while, his eyes looked at the wall at first, and then he looked sideways at him: "Why do you still hold grudges?"

"I didn't..." Qi Ji couldn't explain clearly, isn't Wan Chukong the one who doesn't like being touched!

"You can touch."

As Wan Chukong said, he suddenly grabbed his wrist and pressed it against his chest.

Until this moment, Qi Ji finally realized what it means to blush enough to bleed.