After saving the rich and powerful, I became popular

Qi Cheng fell asleep and woke up to find that he had returned to reality.

He glanced at the time, it was already ten o'clock in the morning.

Last night, he got stuck in the script and did what he did. It consumed a lot of physical strength and energy, so the biological clock didn't wake him up today.

Qi Cheng got up, and as soon as he picked up his phone, he saw a bunch of unread messages, most of which were sent by An Yiqiao.

[An Yiqiao: Where are people? ]

[An Yiqiao: Where are people? ]

[An Yiqiao: Where are people? ]

……

[Qi Cheng: Asleep. ]

As soon as Qi Cheng's message was sent, An Yiqiao replied in seconds.

[An Yiqiao: Asleep?Are you too careless?You are all on the trending searches, and now people on the Internet are discussing your peerless butt, shouldn't you post a few selfies at this time to show off your presence?Remember to highlight your greatest strengths. ]

Qi Cheng carefully read An Yiqiao's suggestion, and then looked through the photo album, but couldn't find a suitable photo.

[Qi Cheng: How can you get the back of the selfie? ]

[An Yiqiao: Mirror. ]

[Qi Cheng: That's too obvious. ]

[An Yiqiao: Then you open the door for me, and I'll help you take pictures. ]

[Qi Cheng:? ? ? ? ]

[An Yiqiao: I'm at your door, open it. ]

Qi Cheng just saw the news and before he was shocked, he saw An Yiqiao sent a new message.

[An Yiqiao: Oh, no need to open the door, Xia Guhe just arrived with the key. ]

Qi Cheng: "..."

Qi Cheng got up in a hurry, and before he reached the door, he heard the sound of the door opening.

He walked out of the living room wearing slippers, just in time to see An Yiqiao and Xia Guhe who had entered the entrance.

Because the two of them had a common topic of discussion, they became in a relationship where they could have a private chat all night in a short period of time.

"Chengcheng, why did you go last night?" An Yiqiao, as a person who has been there, can see at a glance that something is wrong with Qi Cheng.

Qi Cheng yawned, rubbed his eyes, and felt a little sore in his waist, "What's wrong with me?"

"Ask me?" An Yiqiao walked over with a smile, and when she was leaning against Qi Cheng, she suddenly raised her hand and slapped Qi Cheng's butt.

"Snapped."

Qi Cheng's position is very sensitive now.

With a slap, the expression is on the face.

It's not just the pain of being beaten.

An Yiqiao clicked his tongue twice, "Wen Siyu doesn't still have this hobby, does he? Sure enough, like attracts like and divides like into groups."

Qi Cheng hissed, rubbed his butt and jumped away, "Why did you hit me? What does this have to do with Brother Siyu? Cui Songyuan is a pervert, but Brother Siyu is absolutely not."

"Hehe. Can't he whip you like I did just now? Can't he bite you and leave marks everywhere? Can't he..."

Xia Guhe was still a little out of sorts, "What smoke? What's the matter?"

An Yiqiao pointed at Qi Cheng and said, "Brother Xia, if you take off his pants now, there must be palm marks on his back."

Xia Guhe: "...Why do you keep playing this kind of thing?"

Qi Cheng raised three fingers, "I really didn't, I was wronged."

After Qi Cheng finished speaking, he ran into the bathroom to wash his face and brush his teeth.

An Yiqiao deliberately shouted from behind, "Brother Cheng, take off your pants later to check."

Xia Guhe frowned, and asked An Yiqiao in a low voice, "Does that Wen Siyu have violent tendencies? Next time you see Cui Songyuan, ask him about his personality. It doesn't give me a good impression."

An Yiqiao threw the snacks he brought over on the coffee table, sat down, took a bag of French fries and opened it, "It shouldn't be so, I was actually playing with Brother Cheng just now."

Xia Guhe said: "It's better like this, don't let me see Chengcheng walking with a limp next time."

Qi Cheng closed his eyes and washed his face. When he lowered his head to scrub and scrubbed, the surrounding things began to twist and suck into the vortex again, changing their appearance in a moment.

Qi Cheng hadn't washed off the bubbles on his face, and before he opened his eyes, a pair of hands around his waist hugged him from behind.

The man behind him rested his chin on his shoulder.

The familiar breath passed to Qi Cheng along the way.

Qi Cheng couldn't open his eyes, so he called out vaguely, "Brother Siyu."

Wen Siyu turned him around, held his face, took the towel next to him, and gently and delicately lifted him with wet water to scrub off the bubbles on his face.

Qi Cheng finally opened his eyes and saw a different Wen Siyu.

Because of the role, Wen Siyu grew a beard and looked damn sexy.

Qi Cheng swallowed, and called again in a low voice, "Brother Siyu."

Wen Siyu kissed his face that was chilled after washing in cold water, and then kissed him a few more times. After being entangled enough, he went further and gave him a deep, long-lasting kiss that made it difficult for him to breathe.

"Brother Siyu." Qi Cheng panted, his hands grabbed Wen Siyu's collar at some point, his too long nails left red nail marks on his chest.

"I have an event to attend at nine o'clock, and I'll be out at 08:30." Wen Siyu continued to chew on Qi Cheng's mouth.

Both were breathing heavily.

"What time is it?" Qi Cheng tightened his grip on his collar, his body's instinctive reaction was that he didn't want to let go.

"06:30, there are still two hours." Wen Siyu said.

After hearing this, Qi Cheng understood what it meant.

But his and Wen Siyu's time is different.

He just played himself last night.

There are also a lot of stuff.

After that video, Wen Siyu waited fiercely and looked forward to it for a week.

It is equivalent to saying that Wen Siyu held back for a long time.

Qi Cheng hasn't recovered yet.

and……

Wen Siyu's technical skills reached Qi Cheng and wanted to run away.

[Unknown source: Wen Siyu's time is very tight, but in order to see Qi Cheng sooner, he chose to charter a plane to fly back. After getting off the plane, he drove home immediately. He went into the house and went straight to the bathroom, embracing him from behind. Live in Qi Cheng.Began to ask for kisses and murmured lovesickness. ]

[Unknown source: Wen Siyu went out at 08:30, with only two hours left, he and Qi Cheng became one, and started exercising closely. ]

Qi Cheng:! ! ! !

He remembered that this episode appeared in the online version of "Wild Rose" he watched.

At that time, because of this sentence, I slandered Cui Songyuan, an old driver.

Later, when I thought about Cui Songyuan's entanglement with An Yiqiao for so many years, it's really not good if he has no skills. In addition, he is still an author, so he can easily write his rich experience into the article.

Tight fit.

Two in one.

Qi Cheng stared at these two words, and almost saw a hole.

The eight characters highly condensed and summarized a big drama. .

Although he doesn't reject it, his timeline is different from Wen Siyu's. How many hours have passed?

Model workers don't have his workload.

"Will I be late when I go out at 08:30? At that time, during rush hour, traffic jams will cause you to be late." Qi Cheng was dying, hoping to persuade Wen Siyu to give up the pair exercise and rush to the event site.

Wen Siyu, who didn't know it, was deeply "cooperated" and "deceived" by the plot of the original work and Qi Cheng.

He put his arms around Qi Cheng and gnawed at the collarbone, "No, I came back early on purpose to squeeze out the time left for us."

us,

time.

I'm so moved, but I don't want to "move".

"Brother Siyu, you haven't had breakfast yet, have you? Are you hungry?" Qi Cheng began to rack his brains to change the subject.

"Hungry." Wen Siyu's eyes became even hungrier, looking at Qi Cheng's appearance, he wished he could swallow him up.

Qi Cheng didn't dare to look at each other, swallowed, turned his eyes away and said softly: "I haven't eaten yet, I'm so hungry."

Wen Siyu pulled off his tie, "I asked my assistant to buy breakfast, put it in the living room, and take you to eat later."

Qi Cheng opened his eyes and wanted to ask why not now?

The next moment, he knew.

Half an hour later, Qi Cheng became very irritable.

To protect poor ass.

His mouth is sore now.

It also smells fishy.

I feel that taste in whatever food I eat.

I lost my appetite.

But because of the plot, he had to show that he was very happy, happy, and eating happily, and he hooked his feet from time to time to "tick" Wen Siyu who was sitting opposite him.

It's almost engraved on the forehead.

Qi Cheng followed the plot under pressure.

Every paragraph of text that jumped out of the TV screen in the living room made his heart skip a beat.

It's simply playing with fire desperately.

When he couldn't get his foot back, Qi Cheng knew it was over.

Little life is bad.

"Are you full?" Wen Siyu asked Qi Cheng for the third time.

Qi Cheng, who was already full but in order to delay the time, picked up another steamed bun, hiccupped, but still forced himself to shake his head and said, "No, I still want to eat another steamed stuffed bun."

Then the steamed stuffed bun was half stuffed and I couldn't eat it.

In the end, Wen Siyu saw it, opened his mouth and bit off the exposed half of the bread from his mouth.

Qi Cheng's cheeks were bulging with stuffing, and his stomach was also full.

When the person was picked up by the air, the slippers on Qi Cheng's feet fell off due to gravity.

"Seven o'clock, there is still an hour and a half." Wen Siyu hugged his "breakfast" and ate while walking. Before he could get to the bedroom in time, he chose a sofa that was closer.

A whimper came from Qi Cheng's throat.

Seeing that there was nowhere to hide, and a "fierce battle" could not be avoided, they had no choice but to cooperate.

Qi Cheng, who had quietly held his breath and prepared to accept the pain, hadn't waited for a long time...

But gradually tasted the sweetness.

It's not that Wen Siyu's technology has advanced by leaps and bounds.

He pondered for a while, and the reason he found was that he had made "preparations" in advance for his actions in disguise last night.

After tasting the sweetness, Qi Cheng waited until 08:30.

It's his turn to have a little taste.

I don't want to let go.

"Clap clap."

[Unknown source: Qi Cheng always cooperates with Wen Siyu in this aspect, and also behaves particularly hotly. When Wen Siyu was excited, he even slapped him a few times. ]

This sentence has been hanging on the screen of the TV series, but Qi Cheng has no time to be distracted.

Te didn't see it.

I didn't know about it until I was really beaten, I realized it later, and I turned my head to look at it when I was in a daze.

He still thought about it when he was dazed.

to finish.

This time, An Yiqiao really hit the spot.

Qi Cheng thought that at 08:30, when Wen Siyu left to catch up with the event, he would return to reality.

But until Wen Siyu sent a message to tell him that he had successfully arrived at the event site, he was still lying on the sofa, shaking his feet, looking out the window in the distance and his eyes were empty.

Don't you have to wait for Brother Siyu to come back, and have another game?

Qi Cheng withdrew his gaze and landed on the super-large LCD screen, on which his figure was reflected.

Lie down and touch the posture, the peerless buttocks covered by the thin silk quilt are reflected into a round ball.

From the side it looks like he hid a ball under the covers.

Qi Cheng touched it.

I saw two new words jump out of the screen.

[Unknown source: Wen Siyu left to go to the event, Qi Cheng was alone at home, reminiscing about everything that happened just now, holding the shirt that Wen Siyu changed, and sniffing the smell of Siyu. ]

[Unknown source: Qi Cheng touched his butt, feeling a little bit fucked up. ]

Swollen.

Qi Cheng looked at the two words that had been xed out, and spelled them out with his hand.

Just when Qi Cheng thought this was outrageous, the words on the screen jumped again.

[Unknown source: Qi Cheng deliberately took a photo and sent it to Wen Siyu, with a pouting emoji, and sent the text: swollen. ]

Qi Cheng: "..."

This is not the level of playing with fire.

taking off own life! ! !