Imprisonment of indulgence

After An Qiyu left the stage, he could feel the contempt of the staff around him and the dissatisfaction of Director Yang Yan towards him.

Although Yang Yan didn't criticize him very much, the eyes that looked at trash pierced into his heart like a sharp knife, and the pain was unbearable.

Siran didn't care how An Qiyu was treated, he still had a role in the next scene, so he was reciting his lines.

"Recently, you have to be careful with An Qiyu, I think there's something wrong with the way he looks at you." Wang Qian frowned and said worriedly.

How could he not feel the venomous gaze on his body that was so obviously scorching.Si Ran smiled at Wang Qian: "Don't worry, I already have a countermeasure."

He didn't intend to remain passive like this forever, since An Qiyu hated him so much, according to his temperament, ordinary kindness cannot be applied to him.

Siran narrowed his eyes, and his thick eyelashes covered the unfathomable expression in his eyes.

Looks like it's about time...

That night, various well-known entertainment newspapers received a document, and when the document was opened, everyone was shocked.They excitedly started to make preparations. Such news must be big news, and I believe it will become popular tomorrow.

Early the next morning, on the entertainment newspaper sold at the newspaper and magazine kiosk, a huge headline conspicuously took up most of the page, Entertainer An Qiyu's hot pornography incident.

And there are many indecent photos attached below the title, two naked men intertwined, the action is hot and exciting, except for the mosaic on the hidden parts, the rest are very clear.And the photo in the middle is An Qiyu sitting in the arms of a man, with an expression of joy and pain.

As soon as this kind of photo came out, it almost caused a sensation on the entire Internet. Many people specially set up a post bar on the Internet, and posted An Qiyu's pornographic photos on it.

There are many photos, and almost every man is different.There are fat and ugly middle-aged men, young handsome guys, and even old people with white hair.The loose skin all over his body was as nauseating as dried chrysanthemums, especially An Qiyu's face was still intoxicated, with crimson blush all over his slender body.

Those photos that were too large were once used by people on the Internet to talk about them. In just one hour, the number of reprinted hits has reached 2000 million.

An Qiyu was originally handsome, so posting such photos would usually be pleasing to the eye.The bad thing is that the men with him are almost all ugly and disgusting.

Posters on the Internet began to pile up floors, some fans of An Qiyu said that this must be a frame-up, the photos are PS.These are a small number, most of the fans saw their idol like a horny male whore, they turned from fans to black, and began to besiege.

How deep is the love, how deep is the hate.

There was a lot of scolding on the Internet, and An Qiyu's blog was full of scolding from black fans. Many people called him a male prostitute in the entertainment industry.

Those fans who said it was PS, after being identified by experts on the Internet as true, also began to turn into black fans.All of a sudden, An Qiyu became popular in the entire celestial dynasty with his ugly posture.

Not long after the photo was sent, Wang Qian called, and directly got to the topic: "You sent An Qiyu's photo, right?"

"En." Si Ran didn't hide anything, he admitted it openly: "Instead of letting him do something to me, it's better to do it first."

"..." The other party was silent for a while, and then said slowly: "I didn't expect you to be so ruthless. You are ruining his career. I really can't see it. You are so ruthless when you are usually soft." means."

What is limp him? Si Ranyu choked for a moment, and wisely changed the subject: "You are calling to ask about this?"

"Huh? Otherwise?"

That's enough, it's the first time he knows that you kid is such a gossip.

"Okay, don't tease you, I'm just talking. I'm just calling to confirm. By the way, you should be more careful recently. Since I guessed that it was you who did it, others must also guess it. Recently Do I need to let you stay at home for a few days?"

Siran refused without hesitation: "It's not necessary, what's the point even if I know, do I still need to be afraid of him? I don't need a holiday, I'm naturally protected."

As he spoke, he kicked his younger brother who was handling official duties with his snow-white feet, and asked very coldly, "Will you protect me?"

The man took advantage of the opportunity to hold his foot in his hand, with a smile on his face, he leaned over and kissed the back of that foot lightly: "Of course, my brother."

"..." Si Ran's face was flushed red by his sudden movement, he quickly broke free, trying to keep calm: "Go away!"

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"I didn't mention you!" Si Ran yelled into the phone, and the person on the other end of the phone went from being dazed to suddenly realizing that it must be Xiaoyan's younger brother who was playing tricks nearby.

"Forget it, since you don't need it, I won't arrange it for you. In fact, I don't want you to take a break. You have to know how much money I will make if you take a day off." The other party's calm and regretful voice came through the phone receiver. .

"..." Si Ran hung up the phone directly, it's best not to say too much to this kind of person.

There was a turmoil on the Internet. The outside of An Qiyu's residence was surrounded by reporters. The entertainment company he belonged to had stopped arranging work for him, trying to keep him hidden behind the scenes.

"...That's it, the company decided to let you take a break."

"..."

In the well-decorated room, An Qiyu sat quietly on the ground, the icy cold kept pouring into his body and spreading to all his limbs.He didn't turn on the light, and the room with the curtains drawn was dimly lit. An Qiyu was hidden in the shadows and couldn't see clearly.

The voice on the phone rippling, An Qiyu remained motionless like a wooden sculpture, with death-like despair wrapped around his body.

The atmosphere was cold and dead.

Suddenly, there was a "bang", An Qiyu maintained the posture of throwing the phone, and the phone that was still in his hand fell to the wall and broke into two pieces.His red eyes shone with a sinister light, his teeth bit his lips firmly, and crimson blood gushed out from his lips drop by drop.

As if he couldn't feel the pain, the despair and hatred in his heart filled his heart, making him resentful and wanted to kill.

An Qiyu couldn't believe that the business he had worked so hard to run was wiped out overnight, and he turned back into a male prostitute that everyone hated overnight.Different from the previous life, his reputation as a male prostitute in this life resounded throughout the entire heavenly dynasty.

He hates it!He blames!

After being reborn for the rest of his life, he thought that he had changed his destiny, that he could make a difference, and stand beside Han Yu in a fair and honest manner.

In his previous life, he followed Han Yu but was looked down upon by all the upper class people. He was a male prostitute who could sleep with anyone.And now that he has come back to his life again, he has worked hard for several years just to get the title of the number one male prostitute in the Celestial Dynasty?

An Qiyu stared at the wall with his eyes wide open, scalding hot stream gushed out of his eye sockets, and hit the ground drop by drop.

He resented God's injustice! !Hate your fate!

But all the hatred can't match the hatred for that person. How could he not know who was behind the action? When he thought of that noble and elegant person, An Qi's eyes were scarlet with hatred, and he squeezed out resentment from his teeth. Emphasis: "—Si Ran!!!"

With deep-seated hatred, he wished to devour that person into his stomach.

The mutation happened suddenly, and severe pain surged from all limbs and bones. An Qiyu's gloomy face was replaced by paleness.Pale fingers scratched the smooth ground, and the pain gradually deepened. With waves of pain, the fingers drew bloody marks on the ground.

An Qiyu was tormented by such pain that life would be worse than death. He seemed to have forgotten the deep-rooted hatred for Si Ran just a second ago, and now his mind was filled with drugs.

With painful blue veins on his forehead, An Qiyu crawled to the sofa in the living room convulsively, and dragged out a small box from the corner of the sofa.

An Qiyu endured the pain to open the small box, took out the needle from inside and tied his arm with an elastic band.He pointed the needle at his arm, and the white transparent liquid in the needle was slowly injected into his body.

There was a white scene in front of him, the previous pain was like a hallucination, and the extreme pleasure made An Qiyu's pale and bloodless face show an expression of joy and enjoyment.

The liquid in the needle was gone, An Qiyu put down the needle, looked at the few bottles of liquid left in the small box, suddenly a vicious light flashed across his face.

At this moment, the monotonous voice of the landline suddenly sounded in this quiet room.