Little Tsing Yi always teases me live [Ancient Wear Today]

In the dark night, even with street lights shining on, it was still unclear who was in the car. Fang Wuqiu was not very nervous, but worried that Chu Qian would get out of the car regardless of seeing him surrounded by reporters.

It was miserable then.

The reporters and photographers around him kept urging him, the flash light was dazzling and uncomfortable, Fang Wuqiu pursed his lips uncomfortably, with earnest eyes, folded his hands and bowed: "Sorry, I'm not free right now."

"Fang Wuqiu, is it convenient to talk about Tanyang Opera?"

"Fang Wuqiu, you performed very well in today's play, do you have any other plans for the follow-up?"

"I heard that there are only three people in the Tanyang Opera Troupe. Do you plan to recruit new opera actors?"

"Fang Wuqiu, Fang Wuqiu, can you answer me?"

"..."

At this moment, the Maybach beeped a few times irritably, and the headlights of the car suddenly shot at the reporters who were asking questions in a hurry.Seeing this, Fang Wuqiu ran to the car quickly while apologizing: "Sorry, sorry, I'm not free right now."

"Fang...Fang Wuqiu!" The camera took a complete picture of his running back.

Chu Qian was full of anger, but he cooperated well with Fang Wuqiu. When he was about to get in the car, he quickly opened the passenger's door, and then walked away.A group of reporters standing in the car exhaust was left behind, looking at each other in blank dismay.

A few seconds later, someone broke the silence of the air suspiciously: "This car... the license plate number is a bit familiar."

"I think so too." The people around him slowly agreed.

Suddenly, a few people thought of something, turned their faces in surprise, and saw a trace of surprise and joy in each other's eyes.

Fang Wuqiu panted and sat on the co-pilot. He leaned against the back of the chair as soon as he got up, tilted his head, pursed his lips, and his peach blossom eyes were dyed crimson because of the heat, looking at Chu Qian pitifully.

Although Chu Qian was driving seriously, he caught a glimpse of Fang Wuqiu's expression out of the corner of his eye. Seeing that Fang Wuqiu was not happy, he felt uncomfortable.

After thinking about it, he put his hand on Fang Wuqiu's head and rubbed his hair.

Suddenly being ruaed, Fang Wuqiu's hair was messed up before Fang Wuqiu could react. He held his head and resisted: "It's so hot, don't rub it."

Chu Qian immediately withdrew his hand, held it on the steering wheel, nodded and said, "Well, good."

Unexpectedly, Chu Qian was so calm today. Fang Wuqiu straightened her hair and smiled softly, "Brother Chu, you are so gentle today."

"...Really?" Chu Qian looked at the road ahead without squinting, and a hint of cunning slowly slipped out of her thin lips.

It was very quiet along the way, but Fang Wuqiu felt that something was wrong.

He tilted his head, looked at Chu Qian's side face strangely, and couldn't figure out why he had such an idea.

Until, the Maybach slowly stopped outside the iron gate of Chu Qian's Linjiang villa.

Seeing that he was home, Fang Wuqiu stretched his waist and turned his head to untie the seat belt. Unexpectedly, just as his hand touched the hidden buckle of the seat belt, he felt a strange atmosphere behind him.

"Brother Chu, you..." He turned his head, and when he was about to ask a question, he was pinned down by Chu Qian, who shackled him alive on the co-pilot's seat, unable to move.

Fang Wuqiu was only a few centimeters away from Chu Qian, and he noticed that Chu Qian's face was extremely ugly, with layers of thick black fog accumulating in his eyes, his expression was ugly, even a little scary.

He stared blankly at Chu Qian's eyes, his lips moved: "What's wrong?"

"Brother..." Chu Qian called him in a low voice, and squeezed out a few words: "Just now, who were you hugging?"

Chu Qian seldom called his brother. Every time he called, he was either teasing him or wanting to eat him. Fang Wuqiu knew his tricks early on. When he saw this, his expression froze slightly. He shook his head and answered honestly: "It's Yin Hui. The eldest son, Yin Yuanzhao, has been accompanying me in rehearsals for the past few days."

"These few days?" Chu Qian was suddenly poked into the heart, curled his lips, lay on top of him, and pretended to be wronged in a hoarse voice: "No wonder you refuse me every time I say that I want to have dinner with you. him together."

It took him almost a week to rehearse and practice Fengfeng recently. Thanks to Yuan Zhao's company during this period, he was able to go smoothly with the association.Yin Yuanzhao regarded him as a friend, and stayed with him when he was not at work, so he naturally wanted to thank the host.

It was obviously a normal communication, but this jealous jar thought of something else, Fang Wuqiu smiled helplessly, wrapped his arms around Chu Qian's neck, raised his head and kissed at the corner of his mouth, smiling with crooked eyebrows and eyes: "You think too much, I It has nothing to do with him, I just treat him as a younger brother."

The wet and soft lips made Chu Qian's heart throb in an instant.

Chu Qian's eyes were slightly distracted, and he picked his fingers on his forehead, plucked his bangs in a disturbed manner, and said sullenly, "Kissing is useless, younger brother? Brother again, you also regarded me as a younger brother back then. "

Why did you come here again?Fang Wuqiu twitched the corners of his mouth in embarrassment, and said with a smile: "I'm not joking, and Yuan Zhao was drunk just now, so I just supported him, can't that work?"

Chu Qian said sullenly: "No." Then he leaned over, bit his lips, and pushed him forcefully against the back of the chair.

"Hmm..." Fang Wuqiu choked on a low murmur, hummed twice, then tightened his arms around Chu Qian's neck, and soon fell into a deep kiss.

The cramped space of the car gradually filled with an ambiguous atmosphere.

In the middle of the night, under the melting moonlight, Fang Wuqiu's face was unbelievably red.

When they returned to the villa, Fang Wuqiu had no strength, and was hugged by Chu Qian and placed on the sofa to rest.He casually picked up the mirror and looked at it. There were many red marks on his neck from the bite, which were densely distributed on the skin, and he looked extremely ashamed.

Fang Wuqiu remembered the situation in the car just now, and touched those places awkwardly, as if the smell of Chu Qian was still there.

His cheeks were flushed, he put down the mirror embarrassingly, turned his head, and saw Chu Qian sitting next to him with his mobile phone in his hands, he asked in confusion, "What are you looking at?"

Chu Qian sat cross-legged, heard the words, glanced at him with a smile, and carefully selected from the photo album: "Look at you."

Seeing that he was so serious, Fang Wuqiu blinked suspiciously, and moved towards him, only to find that the album was full of photos of him singing today, at least more than 1000.

"You took so many photos?" Fang Wuqiunahan looked dumbfounded.

Chu Qian lowered his eyes, and said casually: "Yeah, I only regret that I didn't take pictures of so many, hey! I should have gone to the acting cameraman to buy a set of photos... But those should be used for publicity, not Sell."

A casual sentence made Fang Wuqiu's face turn red.

He opened his eyes round, saw Chu Qian's serious expression, and pursed his lips with a secret smile, wanting to be happy but not embarrassed.However, Chu Qian chose too seriously. After watching several TV episodes, he was still staring at the photo album in a daze.

Fang Wuqiu frowned slightly, feeling sore in his heart, and suddenly had some strange thoughts.

When the ending song of the third episode of the TV series sounded, almost two hours had passed. Seeing that Chu Qian had changed his look, leaning on the back of the sofa, leisurely but focused on choosing photos, he finally couldn't help it. Snap the TV off.

"Chu Qian."

There was no answer, and the fingers were still sliding quickly on the screen, and the eyes followed the movements of the fingers to look back and forth.

"Chu Qian...?" Fang Wuqiu shouted again.

As a result, Chu Qian's eyes were still fixed on the phone, and he didn't even glance at him from the corner of his eye, and just hummed casually: "Huh?"

Looking at the photos, you can actually see this level. Fang Wuqiu bit his lower lip, and moved his buttocks to Chu Qian's side again: "Chu Qian, are you still watching?"

After finishing speaking, he poked Chu Qian's arm.

The warm fingertips "touched" on the arm, Chu Qian realized something no matter how slow he was.His expression froze, and after hesitating for two seconds, he calmly replied, "Yes, there are still about five hundred sheets left, Qiuqiu, do you have anything to do?"

It's been almost two hours since he got home, and he still has so much to finish?

Fang Wuqiu couldn't be happy, but felt that Chu Qian's movements were so slow.

He tilted his head to look at Chu Qian's handsome side face, his eyes flickered, and after a few seconds of hesitation, he took a deep breath and said falteringly, "I'm here, why do I keep looking at photos."

The wet and tender lips fluttered, red and tender like a peach.Fang Wuqiu had just finished speaking with lowered eyes, and was about to say something more, when Chu Qian smiled lowly, with a face full of disbelief, put away the phone, and suddenly pressed him down on the sofa to lie down.

He held Fang Wuqiu's wrist, pressed his body tightly against him, and took advantage of his height to bind his whole body in his arms.

The breaths of the two intertwined immediately, and Fang Wuqiu's curled eyelashes kept trembling.

Fang Wuqiu is locked by Chu Qian forcibly now, lying on his back on the sofa, looking directly at Chu Qian shyly and expectantly.But it was already such a time, yet he opened his mouth innocently and asked, "What are you doing?"

Whether he really didn't understand, or was he pretending to be seductive, Chu Qian didn't want to care about these things, and his heart was so sweet that he was getting tired of honey water, obviously he couldn't control himself because of Fang Wuqiu's eyes.

Talking is worse than doing things, his lips immediately approached Wu Qiu's slightly parted lips above him, nibbling the kiss fiercely, like a big dog in heat, his eyes were flushed.

At the beginning, the intimacy was like a violent storm, not gentle at all, and I wished to eat Fang Wuqiu.

The sofa cushions were messed up by the two of them, and the atmosphere gradually became more and more beautiful.

Chu Qian kissed and coaxed: "Open your mouth, be good."

Fang Wuqiu closed his eyes and bit his lips restrainedly. Finally, Chu Qian bit down crazily and couldn't stand it anymore. He hummed in a low voice, and his voice changed its tone.The sticky humming sound tickled Chu Qian's heart like a feather.

going crazy.

Chu Qian's eyes were red, but he quickly let him go. He looked down at him. The man with blurred eyes and weak body smiled and said, "Are you jealous?"

As he said, he rubbed Fang Wuqiu's ears with his fingers, playing vigorously.

"Itch, don't mess with me." Fang Wuqiu held the hand that was tossing his ears, his eyes were covered with a thin layer of water, which made his peach-blossom eyes attractive.

Chu Qian liked his eyes, so he reached out his hand intentionally, then shifted to the corner of his eyes, and touched them intimately.

The soft humming came out uncomfortably, Fang Wuqiu's eyes were full of spring, and he glared at him with a smile, anger was not anger, anger was not anger, brightly blamed.

After being satisfied with the intimacy, Chu Qian began to talk about what happened before. He took the time to say: "You are jealous of the photos. I think there is no way to solve it except for the official announcement. Qiuqiu, let's make an official announcement, shall we?"

Kissing while talking, how good it is, Fang Wuqiu was blushed all over by his kiss, his eyes were hazy, but he still shook his head stubbornly: "Not yet."

Chu Qian's chest kept rising and falling, and he said in a low voice against Fang Wuqiu's ear: "Then what should I do, you are more jealous than me."

Fang Wuqiu's eyelids trembled a few times: "No...no."

His little Tsing Yi is very gentle, but very stubborn, as if he can't move him no matter what, Chu Qian rolled his eyes and said threateningly: "Then what should I do... Qiu'er, guess what tonight Did those reporters spot me?"

reporter!

Fang Wuqiu suddenly opened his eyes, "What did you say?"

Chu Qian raised his eyebrows, brushed his hair over his eyes with his hand, looked at his round eyes, and wanted to bully him: "You can recognize my car, don't they? Um?"

Indeed, the Maybach that Chu Qian drives today is his daily car. Chu Qian has driven it not only once, but almost always uses this car in Beijing.

Thinking of this, Fang Wuqiu shuddered, his expression suddenly turned into embarrassment.He stared straight at Chu Qian, his stunned expression gradually changed with the guessing in his mind, and his pitiful face was about to cry: "Why is this happening, Chu Qian, what should we do? What if they put the video If the interviews are sent out, then..."

He didn't expect to come out in front of everyone like this one day, it wasn't what he thought.

Fang Wuqiu was in a hurry, pushed Chu Qian away and wanted to get up and think of a way, but Chu Qian refused to let him, grabbed his wrist and pressed it on the sofa, and continued to kiss violently without thinking about anything.

Half an hour later, Fang Wuqiu's eyes were still hazy and he murmured worriedly, "Chu Qian, those reporters..."

Chu Qian pecked his soft cheek, "Never mind, kiss me."

"Chu Qian..." Fang Wuqiu's eyes blurred, his lips trembled, and he accepted Chu Qian's passionate kiss while worrying.

When you wake up the next day.

Fang Wuqiu was still bleary-eyed, barely opened his eyes, and quickly grabbed his phone to watch hot searches.He was nervous all night, and was tossed all night. He was exhausted physically and mentally, and he was afraid that he would see bad news after waking up.

He forced himself to wake up, and quickly rummaged through various web pages and Weibo, but luckily, there was no news such as #楚炎出柜##方吾秋楚荣恋情#.

Fang Wuqiu finally breathed a sigh of relief, his body went limp, he lost all strength, and lay on the soft mattress like a salted fish that had been squeezed dry.

Chu Qian came in with breakfast, Fang Wuqiu bulged his eyes, moved uncomfortably on the bed, and asked him, "Chu Qian, do those reporters know? I'm so worried."

"Don't worry, if you know the news, it has been sent out a long time ago. Could it be that you think you have to choose an auspicious day?" Chu Qian smiled teasingly, picked him up, and fed him with a spoon of porridge.

The hot preserved egg and lean meat porridge entered the stomach, which was very comfortable. Fang Wuqiu breathed slowly, and when he was about to drink again, his body shivered.

He frowned, and fixed his eyes on Chu Qian with suspicion.

"Always look at me? So handsome?" Chu Qian grabbed his hand, pulled him close to his body, and uttered a few words vaguely.

"Handsome, but..." Fang Wuqiu blinked his eyes: "Chu Qian, you are so sure, did you know that the reporter would not post it last night?"

Chu Qian smiled and said, "Think too much, it's nothing."

Seeing his smile, Fang Wuqiu felt even more suspicious, staring straight at him, insisting on asking the answer.In the end, Chu Qian had nothing to do with him, and begged for mercy first, "Yes, they know it's my car..."

Before the words were finished, Fang Wuqiu tensed up nervously.

Chu Qian laughed, comforted him, rubbed his face with slightly rough fingertips, and said softly: "Don't worry, I bought their manuscripts and all the photos and videos yesterday. Dare to send it."

"Ah?! Really?"

"uh-huh."

Fang Wuqiu's whole body softened, and he patted his chest: "I'm scared to death."

But not long after, Fang Wuqiu was puzzled again: "But the inside of the magazine knew about it?"

Chu Qian shook his head: "It's okay, they won't spread the word. Besides, Qiuqiu, we should also slowly tell everyone about our relationship." His eyes gradually deepened, and a hot current rushed into his mind.

Fang Wuqiu is familiar with the changes in his expression, seeing him like this, he knows that he wants to kiss again.

Thinking of how he was tossed last night, Fang Wuqiu hurriedly turned his eyes away, and said slowly, "It doesn't matter."

"Of course it is..." Chu Qian smiled narrowly, and leaned over while speaking, with one arm around his waist, and the other hand touching his face affectionately.Fang Wuqiu's heart thumped in such a provocative situation, he subconsciously closed his eyes, and pursed his ruddy lips shyly.

However, just as Fang Wuqiu was waiting to be kissed, Chu Qian suddenly put his arms around him, buried his head in his neck, and hummed aggrievedly: "Of course it's the relationship between the two places that will soon be separated."

Fang Wuqiu froze and opened his eyes.

"Qiuqiu, I'm going to record a variety show." Chu Qian was very uncomfortable, and said vaguely, "I can't bear you."

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