Meet Allure

After Mu Qingyang left the parking lot, he found that there were two missed calls on his phone, both from Liu Qiqi.

He dialed back, and Liu Qiqi's voice was gentle: "Baby Shangyang, I heard that you are broken in love?"

"Ah." After reliving the shameless sneak attack and beating when he was young, Mu Qingyang was in a happy mood, and he didn't feel much about mentioning Zhang Shiyun.

"But your broken love is none of my mother's business!" Liu Qiqi suddenly raised her voice and roared, causing Mu Qingyang's ears to hurt, "No. 17 is about to be handed over, I haven't seen a single voice from you yet! Don't say one , I didn't catch a single note!"

Mu Qingyang was silent for a while, and replied with his deep and aggressive voice: "Hey, I'm planning to go home and record now."

Now Liu Qiqi fell silent, after a while, she calmly said: "Believe it or not, I will cut you off." Then she hung up the phone.

Mu Qingyang sighed, hailed a taxi, and opened Weibo to read messages as usual.

It's been a long time since the "Love Is You" that I co-starred with Xiao Yi had finished for a long time. The radio drama he took over this time is a fictional drama about history. He just took over and only recorded the preview part.

A script adapted from a novel will probably be recorded for four or five episodes. The title is "It's Better Not to Meet Allure". His role in it is the cold and indifferent sacrificial Gong in a foreign land. , a man looks more stunning than a woman, although he is a prisoner, his temper is tougher than anyone else, any man who wants to belittle him will either have his ear or nose bit off, and one of his throats will be bitten directly by him.This monstrous couple "love at first sight", one is on the altar, the other is in the cage, and Shou can do everything possible to seduce Gong, saying that it is love at first sight, but in fact he wants to use Gong to escape, but then he really developed feelings for him.

This time it wasn't his old partner Xiao Yi who was with him, but another unfamiliar CV, because Xiao Yi's timbre is suitable for the kind of clever but naive suffocation. Too many, that kind of half-truth and half-fake character that looks like a demon but not a demon is not suitable for Xiao Yi.

Mu Qingyang scrolled through Weibo, "Why are string beasts green among the crowd", "Hahaha when abstinence meets □□", "This novel makes me cry!!!" "Shangyang Sama, come on—" This kind of funny and heart-warming comment made Wen Cheng's face pop up inappropriately in his mind.

A man who is prettier than a woman and has a strong temper, isn't he Wencheng?

"Say, do you want more?"

Wen Cheng's hoarse voice, full of sex, rang in his ears, and the tail tune rose slightly, as if a scorpion's tail hooked his heart, causing indescribable numbness and desire.

Sweat flowed down Wen Cheng's chin and dripped onto his collarbone. Wen Cheng stared at his blurred eyes and smiled evilly. He bent down and slowly licked away the sweat with the tip of his tongue. It slipped out from Mu Qingyang's throat irresistibly...

Stop!

Mu Qingyang covered his face with his hands, why did he want to remember what happened last night?

Mu Qingyang couldn't help but think of Wen Cheng who was pressed under him just now. Without a wig, his hair was black, soft and long, and it always caught his eyes.Wen Cheng in men's clothing is not feminine, his face is delicate enough, but no one will mistake him for a woman, even if he is in women's clothing, he is still a handsome woman.

But it doesn't matter much to him.

Mu Qingyang thought.

"Sir?" I don't know how many times the driver yelled, but the volume suddenly increased, with a hint of resentment. When Mu Qingyang came back to his senses, he looked out the window and saw that he was home.

Mu Qingyang had a good manner, apologized to the driver and paid the money.

When Wen Cheng woke up, he was lying on his own bed. The bleeding area had already been bandaged, and his body smelled like Dieda wine. Even though the treatment was perfect, Wen Cheng still felt as if his bones were falling apart, and his whole body was sore and weak. 502 can't stick back.

The most painful thing was the stick that was hit by Mu Qingyang on the chest. Wencheng didn't need to lift his clothes to know that there must be red spots, blue spots, and purple spots like a seasoning plate.

The tip of his tongue licked lightly on the tooth wall, and the tip of his tongue felt like a needle prick.

That piece was bitten by himself.

Mu Qingyang hit him so hard, if he hadn't bitten his tongue, the entire parking lot would have been filled with the lingering sound of his screams.

Wen Cheng felt that he was probably a psychopath.

How about getting more and more interested in Mu Qingyang?

Wen Cheng sat up from the bed with his strong willpower, and the posture of bending over the abdomen was exchanged for a domino-like chain reaction, and the pain went straight to the whole body.Panting heavily, Wen Cheng dialed the boss' cell phone.

"Wencheng?"

"Ah," Wen Cheng breathed out clearly, "I... ask for a sick leave."

The boss was quiet for a while, and Wen Cheng heard the familiar sound of the boss tapping his fingertips on the table, "Are you on the bed now?"

With just these half a sentence, Wen Cheng knew what he was going to say, and subconsciously wanted to laugh, but just as he took a breath, it felt like someone had punched him in the chest, and he almost suffocated to death, "...it's not... As you think."

"What's that like?"

"I was...beaten."

"Hey, someone can actually hit you, you're good at it."

"Sneak attack."

"The technology is good."

"..."

"I'm in a good mood, sure."

In fact, it was mainly because Wen Cheng was not in a hurry to get the book translated, and his progress was faster than ordinary people.Otherwise, even if he was still alive after being beaten by Mu Qingyang, the boss would have him crawl to finish translating the book.

Not a single bone in the whole body is hungry, they only feel pain.

Wen Chenglai lay back and covered the quilt again, and didn't plan to eat, so he just slept until tomorrow, when he should be able to move freely.

It's a pity that the phone calls are not willing to stop.

It rang again.

Wen Cheng glanced sideways, he was still the boss.

He turned on the speakerphone directly.

The boss was eagerly gearing up, "Are you going to fight back?"

"No." Wen Cheng replied flatly.

The boss exaggeratedly sighed a few times, "Are you a good man?"

Wen Cheng didn't laugh out loud, but just bent the corners of his lips, "It's too naive to fight back...to go...too naive."

If God loves him enough and gives him another chance to meet Mu Qingyang, he will definitely take him to play more exciting games.