The Emperor of Meiqiang and the Shadow has grown a pair of bunny ears

Qi Jiu had a plan at first, thinking that if they wanted to act as a loving couple in front of the screen, it would be better to indulge to the end, and let Yan Shiqing also taste the dumbness he suffered from the direct ball attack these days.

He did it, and there was a slight sound when his lips opened and closed, which made Yan Shiqing's mind go blank for a moment.

— That is to say, if Qi Jiu's cheeks were not flushed after doing this, his prank would have been more effective.

Yan Shiqing was obviously the one who took the initiative to kiss him, but Qi Jiu's own ears were more red than the other party's.

He didn't dare to move, with a peach-colored face on his face, he felt that he was about to go into shock.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Yan Shiqing turned his face away, as if he was holding back a laugh, so he finally couldn't help but poke his neck and try to look fierce: "You, you - what are you doing! What are you laughing at!"

"No." Yan Shiqing didn't restrain the smile in his voice, and turned his gaze back to Qi Jiu's whirling.

He paused for two seconds and answered seriously:

"I just feel that every time I see you, I feel itchy."

Qi Jiu felt that no matter what, the effect of the variety show was probably there.

During the recording period, the social distance between him and Yan Shiqing was significantly shortened, and he received Luo Chenghui's resentful gaze several times, and Wu Zhan's single dog swearing at him for not seeing these things.

The sugar has been fed to the mouth, whether you eat it or not, the food is there.

After recording the fourth episode, Yang Xiao also brought good news, Qi Jiu received an endorsement from a major toy factory.

They saw Qi Jiu's traffic with great foresight, and came to him to be the endorsement of the new joint plush doll, mainly to take a few flat-screen photos.

When Yang Xiao came to pick him up, he brought along a few couriers he had sent to the company: "The security guard opened them for you. I'm afraid it's extreme fans pretending to be couriers and using dirty things to disgust people."

He looked at Qi Jiu strangely: "Why are you buying such expensive shoes?"

It was only then that Qi Jiu remembered that there was such a thing. It was not easy for Xiaoy to make some money before, and the few pairs of shoes he picked randomly from the other party's circle of friends had already arrived.

He took a few photos and explained to Yang Xiao: "I bought it at 88, it's not genuine."

"Then you don't wear these shoes out, so as not to be picked on." Yang Xiao frowned, and leaned over to look at them, "Now the fake shoes are so well made, the ones bought for 88 yuan are the same as the real ones."

Qi Jiu shook his head with a smile, and sent the photo to Xiaoy to indicate that he had received it.

The chat history between him and y stopped at two inexplicable phone calls a week ago. Qi Jiu poked into the other party's circle of friends while listening to Yang Xiao's nagging, and found that the previous news about selling shoes had been deleted without a trace.

Yan Shiqing's phone rang a few times behind him, but Qi Jiu didn't care.

So he didn't know that Yan Shiqing swiped and swiped in the expression column, and then he got a peony flower on his side.

The three words "Got it" flashed next to it, from big to small, three-dimensionally surrounded, Qi Jiu couldn't escape even if he wanted to.

Yang Xiao helped him put away the shoebox, and unintentionally glanced at it: "Are you chatting with your mother?"

Qi Jiu laughed dryly, not daring to speak, and pulled him out: "Let's go, don't be late."

Before he left, he was going to talk to Yan Shiqing, but when he turned around, he found that the other party was quickly stuffing the phone under the script.

But because he was too sanctimonious, even such a guilty conscience was done with a bit of elegance by him.

Qi Jiu didn't understand why, but he didn't take it too seriously, and just told him honestly: "Teacher Yan, then I'm leaving."

Yan Shiqing remained calm, nodded and responded: "Earlier..."

He remembered that this should have exceeded the category threshold of 62%, and that such behavior might be hindering Qi Jiu's work, so he stopped in the middle of speaking.

But Qi Jiu had already taken the initiative to pick up the second half of the sentence, stood at the door and waved to him with a smile: "Got it, I'll be back soon."

With a click, the door was closed.

Yan Shiqing stared at the void for a while, before slowly turning to the script in his hand.

The scripts were pretty good, so Zhou Qing first asked several famous directors for them, using the name of a special guest to make Yan Shiqing gain some popularity with the audience, and let him choose one he likes.

Yan Shiqing read all these scripts again, and only two hours had passed.

So he picked up his phone, flipped through the few messages he had with Qi Jiu, and clicked into the other party's circle of friends. After half an hour, he put the phone away with a stern face.

Yan Shiqing felt that this was not enough, so he went to the gym to train his core, took care of the sunflowers that he could not grow well, swept away the fallen leaves in the garden, and counted twice the number of Jiju that was randomly inserted into the vase pieces of petals.

After trying all the ways to pass the time, he decided to give up resistance.

He simply stood at the porch, arms folded, waiting for Qi Jiu to come back every second.

The seventh thousand and 120 seconds passed, and there was a slight sound from the door lock.

Yan Shiqing raised his rabbit ears and trembled uncontrollably in the air.

Qi Jiu was holding a bunch of white bellflowers, and as soon as he opened the door, he took a step and was about to crash into Yan Shiqing's arms.

He was startled, staggered and stood still, but quickly laughed and happily raised the flowers in his hand: "I'm lucky today, I bought the last bouquet."

Qi Jiu had her makeup and hair done, her collarbone and cheekbones were shining with delicate highlights, and the mole on her right eye was darkened a bit, making her look even more seductive.

He was in high spirits and in a low voice, saying that he had a good day.

He said that he was praised in the studio for getting into the state quickly, and there were green lights all the way, and when he returned home, he met the Pingci kitten who came to post.

The setting sun was like sticky orange jam, climbing onto Yan Shiqing's ankles, and he stood quietly, looking forward to his favorite omega coming home, listening to his irrational ramblings.

Omega looks beautiful when she smiles, her skin is dyed champagne color by the setting sun, gentle and soft.

Yan Shiqing watched Qi Jiu passing sideways with the flowers in his arms, and after confirming that his figure had disappeared, he suddenly grabbed his ear with his backhand.

With his face sinking into water, he pinched his own rabbit ears that had been shaking back and forth in the air since just now, and his joy was beyond words, and ordered viciously to the bristling fluff:

"You give me peace of mind."

Afraid that everyone is so sweet, put a little knife:

Why is Xiaojiu very interested but his voice is very low? Because these contents are not for Yan Shiqing to listen to. There was only one rabbit in the house before, and he never expected to get a response