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The live broadcast process on Qi Ji's birthday was very simple, just chatting and playing games in front of the screen, and answering a few questions from fans by the way.The company specially found a host for this. At first, Qi Ji thought that the other party was in charge of the hot spot, but he didn't expect to dig a hole for him to jump in. In the end, he temporarily added an off-site connection that was not included in the process.

"Teammates can't be counted, they all know that your birthday is today." The host said happily.

If it wasn't for the camera, Qi Ji would have wanted to ask the other party directly, are you sure? !

After thinking about it, he still texted himself, and prayed in his heart that Su Mianchao wouldn't say anything surprising.In order to receive the sound better, Qi Ji turned on the hands-free and held the phone slantedly in his hand. As soon as the call was connected, he immediately asked, "Do you remember what day it is today?"

Su Mianchao: "When can I ask you to take the initiative to call me?"

Qi Ji coughed twice, but Su Mianchao didn't notice it at all, and continued: "When I call you back, you will always be with..."

Qi Ji quickly raised his voice: "You really don't remember, think about it!"

Su Mianchao closed his voice and said hesitantly, "Are you recording the show?"

Qi Ji let out a breath: "It's live broadcasting."

Su Mianchao: "Then I'll take a look later." After speaking, he fell silent, Qi Ji casually glanced at the barrage, and found that someone asked Su Mianchao what he wanted to say in the second half of the interrupted sentence.

What else could it be, of course he was always with Wan Chukong!

This link itself was very embarrassing, Su Mianchao came back quickly: "Oh, today is your birthday, let me tell you."

Barrage: [Is it Fa Xiao? 2333 why doesn't he even remember the 77th birthday?]

[Did you search Weibo? Hahahaha]

The barrage was posted very quickly. In order to end this embarrassing connection as soon as possible, Qi Ji quickly said, "Today is my birthday, and I want to say a word of blessing."

Su Mianchao: "Okay, bless you."

Qi Ji: "..."

The request given to him by the host was to let the other party say the words "Happy Birthday", which was actually very simple. He organized the language and continued to guide: "Is this gone? Let's talk about something else."

The phone suddenly vibrated, Qi Ji picked up the phone and looked at the pop-up window, it turned out that Wan Chukong sent it to him.

Wan Chukong: [you can call me]

Qi Ji instantly tilted the phone towards him to avoid being caught by the camera.

Su Mianchao: "I wish you good luck like Donghai Shoubi Nanshan."

Qi Ji: "... Isn't there anything normal?"

Wan Chukong: [Don’t call me, I know what to say]

Qi Ji silently put the phone on his chest, and the host reminded him friendly: "Come on, Qi Ji, let's hold the phone to the front, otherwise the fans might not be able to hear what they're talking about."

Qi Ji kept smiling on the surface, but stretched out his hands in a very numb heart: "Oh."

The live broadcast was only two hours long, and the atmosphere in the live broadcast room was relaxed and joyful for the first half hour, and Qi Ji lived like a year for the second half hour.Su Mianchao finally said the phrase "Happy Birthday". Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he said to the other side: "Actually, you should call Wan Chukong for this call. He must wish you a happy birthday properly..."

After hanging up the phone, he faced the host face to face, with a peaceful smile on his face, only his heart was rolling wildly and meowing.

He should have thought that Su Mianchao's obsession with them was no less than that of CP fans on the Internet.

The host said: "Do you want to listen to your friend's opinion?"

Qi Ji shook his head with difficulty: "It's better not to, I think... he should be busy."

Afterwards, Su Mianchao sent him a message saying that you don't need to thank yourself, since you want to fire CP, you should be bold and vigorous.

But now he just wants this live broadcast to end as soon as possible, but he doesn't know that his screenshots have already been spread all over the Internet. Although the live broadcast screen is blurry, but he can't resist someone sharpening it again, and barely sees the WeChat pop-up window The name of Ten Thousand Chukong.

@初琦不意only: I would like to introduce to you two classic literatures that I just read, called "You Can Call Me" and "I'm Busy"

Comments (31): [Don't tease us 77, the children are embarrassed/poor]

【Please, 77, listen to the novel you post, it's your post, can he still harm you! 】

[What is Kong Kong busy with, 7 Treasures, why do you know so well, everyone is not an outsider, so let us hear it]

[We don’t even think there’s anything wrong with the open connection. It’s weird to be secretive like this. Chu Qi didn’t expect you to be really weird.]

[So another literary work was born: "Avoid Suspect"]

After the live broadcast ended, Qi Ji still breathed a sigh of relief, when he opened the door, he saw Wan Chukong sitting on the sofa outside the meeting room.

Seeing him coming out, Wan Chukong put away his phone and stood up.

Behind Qi Ji was the staff who were in charge of the live broadcast just now, and everyone had subtle expressions when they saw him.

Wan Chukong said calmly: "I told you to call me, I know the answer."

Only then did Qi Ji come to his senses, and stepped forward: "Why are you here?"

It was just after ten o'clock in the evening, the night was dark and cold, and most people in the company had left work.Wan Chukong had obviously been here for a while, and there were empty paper cups and untouched apples on the table.

People around walked past them, Qi Ji was so familiar with those gazes, but right now he was more concerned about Wan Chukong who suddenly appeared in their company.

"Happy birthday." Wan Chukong said.

Because the camera is very makeup-intensive, the makeup artist specially applied a layer of moist lip gloss to Qi Ji's mouth before the live broadcast, and when the corners of the mouth were bent and smiled, there would be an obvious bright color.

They haven't seen each other for a long time. Under the bright light, they feel that each other is a little strange, and the next second the smile is conveyed in the eyes, and it is a familiar look.

It's already winter in December, and the underground garage has a cold and damp smell. The down jacket wraps most of the body, and the temperature in the room is still lingering in the body. Qi Ji was kissed by Wan Chukong before he had time to get in the car. What did the other party do? Noisily eating the grape-flavored lipstick on his mouth.

The panting of the two people merged together, and the white mist was so hot that there was no longer any sight.

Qi Ji was so kissed that his eyes became hot, he gently pushed him away with his hands, Wan Chukong moved away a little, and kissed him again, saying it was a kiss but lightly bit him.Qi Ji was afraid that someone would come suddenly, he was afraid of the clicking sound of the camera, and he was also afraid that Wan Chukong's eyes looking at him at this moment were a bit fierce, which was different from his usual disguise, so he spread himself out completely in front of Qi Ji.

Fortunately, the other party comforted him very well, and let him go after a kiss.

Qi Ji's birthday is late, and he will be 25 after today.He suddenly felt that the distance between himself and Wan Chukong was one step closer, and he couldn't help but look at him after getting in the car.

"What are you looking at?" Wan Chukong asked him, "If you want to kiss, you can kiss directly."

Qi Ji immediately sat upright, leaving only one red ear facing Wan Chukong.

Only after the car started did he dare to speak: "Don't you like apples?"

Wan Chukong replied: "General."

"What do you usually mean?" Qi Ji still turned his head, Wan Chukong quickly kissed him while reversing the car, and let out a "beep", "I can eat it, but I don't want to eat it today, you observe me very carefully .”

Qi Ji coughed lightly, and couldn't help muttering in a low voice: "There are already three."

"What?" Wan Chukong asked.

"I owe a kiss." Qi Ji said honestly.

"Oh." Wan Chukong said with a hint of teasing, "So you still remember."

Qi Ji pretended to be dead.

Wan Chukong continued: "Does it count if I take the initiative to kiss?"

"Why not?" Qi Ji then opened his mouth, trying to reason with Wan Chukong, "Whether you kiss me or I kiss you, it's mouth to mouth, and it's fine if you touch it."

Wan Chukong asked, "Why didn't you call me just now?"

Qi Ji faltered: "Isn't it good for us to put it on the table like this?"

"What's wrong? There's no live broadcast for you to kiss me."

Qi Ji said, "Let me prepare, I'm a little scared..."

"What are you afraid of?" Wan Chukong thought he would reply that he was afraid of other people's comments and opinions.

But Qi Ji said, "I'm afraid I'll blush."

Wan Chukong: "..."

"That really needs to be prepared." Wan Chukong wanted to rub Qi Ji's head again, and the kitten became more obedient after being wiped clean, and would actively approach him with its tail flicking.

After the car drove for a while, Wan Chukong said: "I wanted to buy you a cake, but your teammate said you had eaten it this morning."

Qi Ji nodded, and reported in detail: "I ate it, but most of it was on Fu Shuang's head." The manager didn't let them eat unrestrainedly, and each of them satiated their cravings and took a group video. enough.

"Do you still want to eat?"

Qi Ji shook his head, and realized after a while: "Which teammate is my teammate, when did he tell you, and why did he tell you?"

"There are too many questions, ask them one by one." Wan Chukong said, recalling a little, "I forgot what it was called, it should be Lin? The one with a bit of a fox eye, he was still there when I came to your company, Just chatted a few words."

"His name is Lin Shan."

Wan Chukong let out a "hmm" indifferently, and Qi Ji asked, "What are you guys talking about?"

"Talk about you."

Qi Ji opened his mouth and then closed it, not wanting to keep asking questions.

However, Wan Chukong saw his patience, and took the initiative to pick some things that happened during Qi Ji's training.

"He said that you worked very hard, but you were almost unlucky before."

Wan Chukong's cell phone rang halfway, and it was rare for him not to ignore it. He just said "I'm driving" and hung up.

After getting off the car, Wan Chukong followed Qi Ji into the corridor as usual, but this time he didn't leave.

"I came here specially to celebrate your birthday today, why don't you keep me?" Wan Chukong put his chin on Qi Ji's shoulder like a fool.

Qi Ji thought for a while and said, "Then turn your head around."

Wan Chukong did as he did, and then his mouth was sealed with soft lips.

The kitten is licking him.

He couldn't help laughing, and hugged Qi Ji with one arm until the elevator door opened, and the two walked in. Qi Ji said as if asking for credit, "I've prepared the slippers."

Wan Chukong turned sideways to block him, lowered his head and said, "Be good, there are surveillance cameras here."

Qi Ji wanted to say that he didn't mean it that way, but he couldn't say anything in front of those deep eyes, and he was flustered. Could it be that he really had other meanings, the kind that he didn't even notice? !

After getting out of the elevator, Wan Chukong didn't kiss him, but simply hugged him for a while.

"Originally I just wanted to take a look at you and leave. When I arrived at your company, I felt that I should say something before leaving. After I said something, I wanted to kiss you." Wan Chukong's breath fell on Qi Ji's ear, and he put his hand in his pocket without knowing it. He was groping for something, "I ended up following you to your house."

Qi Ji asked, "What time is your flight tomorrow?"

"Five o'clock tomorrow morning." Wan Chukong replied.

Qi Ji didn't expect it to be so early, "Then..."

"I can't stay today." Wan Chukong kissed him on the cheek, "Are you sorry?"

Qi Ji: "...No!"

Wan Chukong smiled, "Qiqi, won't you say goodnight to me?"

"Good night." Qi Ji said while grabbing Wan Chukong's hand, and raised his head in a gesture of kissing, "But I still owe you a kiss."