Morbid Attachment

Qi Boyan said innocently: "I'm not kidding."

Through the glass, Ji Wang tapped Qi Boyan's forehead: "Go to bed early, take medicine on time, and listen to the doctor."

"Is there a reward?" Qi Boyan even bargained with him.

Ji Wang bent down and kissed Qi Boyan's fingertips, raised his eyelashes and looked at Qi Boyan with deep eyes: "Yes, when you come out, you can do it as many times as you want."

Now it was Qi Boyan's turn to be speechless, the door was knocked, it was the nurse who heard his voice and thought he was starting to hallucinate again.

Ji Wang climbed up the railing, looked back at Qi Boyan, and finally disappeared on the balcony.

The nurse came in and saw him standing in front of the window: "Were you talking just now?"

Qi Boyan still pressed his hand on the window, he asked the nurse, "Did you see that person down there?"

The nurse looked in the direction he pointed: "It's Mr. Ji, hasn't he been gone for a long time?"

Qi Boyan: "Look... this time it's no longer an illusion."

Chapter 79

On the day Qi Boyan was discharged from the hospital, Ji Wang did not come to pick him up. Li Feng dressed him up from the inside out, fearing that he would be recognized by others and be photographed by the paparazzi.

If it is known that Qi Boyan is not avoiding the limelight these days but is hospitalized, then there will be another bombing news, one wave of unrest, another wave of news.

Qi Boyan stood outside the car and didn't want to move. He was wearing clothes with remnants of Ji Wang's breath today, and he confirmed with Li Feng again and again: "He really didn't say he came to pick me up?"

Li Feng threw the luggage into the trunk: "I have asked Xiao Xu several times, Mr. Ji is filming today."

Qi Boyan said nothing.

Li Feng: "Go back today and rest for a day. The plane is at four o'clock in the morning. You are already busy, but you still go to grab Fang Shengyun's job. In the next three months, you don't want to rest."

Qi Boyan took out his mobile phone and checked on WeChat. Their conversation was still on yesterday. He told Ji Wang that he was discharged from the hospital.

Ji Wang replied him with a um, yes.

What does "okay" mean? Did it mean not to pick it up?

Qi Boyan put on his sunglasses and was speechless the whole time. Li Feng occasionally shifted his gaze from the tablet to Qi Boyan's face, wanting to laugh.

When he arrived at the residence, Qi Boyan closed the car door with his left hand, and opened the WeChat call with his right hand. He didn't expect to be able to connect, but just wanted to let Ji Wang see and call him back. The two haven't contacted today.

When he was on the basement floor, Qi Boyan heard music from the first floor, it was his album song.

Qi Boyan helped the door and turned back, Li Feng smiled meaningfully at Qi Boyan: "Master Qi, take a good rest."

Li Feng watched Qi Boyan go upstairs quickly, closed the garage door for them, and left in a good mood.

Meanwhile, Qi Boyan, who was standing on the first floor, was also in a good mood, and he was really satisfied with the picture in front of him.

There is no window in the room, only a light yellow mood lamp is lit, Ji Wang is lying on the big and soft sofa, no pants, only a shirt from Qi Boyan, barely covering his lower abdomen.

Between the slender fingers resting on the armrest, there is a lighted lady's cigarette, fruity and peachy.

Ji Wang poked out half of his face from behind the script he was holding in his other hand, and looked at Qi Boyan who was standing straight at the stairs: "Stupid?"

"You lied to me with Li Feng." Qi Boyan said so, but his tone didn't sound unhappy at all. Anyone who saw his lover dressed like this would not be unhappy.

Ji Wang took a puff of cigarette, and slowly exhaled: "Not as many times as you lied to me."

These words made Qi Boyan pause, somewhat guilty.

He strode forward and was about to pounce on Ji Wang on the sofa, but Ji Wang stepped on his lower abdomen and pressed it against him: "Don't make trouble, I'm reading a script."

"Reading the script dressed like this?" Qi Boyan didn't believe it.

Ji Wang extinguished the cigarette. The smell of ladies' cigarettes was too weak, and she really wasn't used to it. It smelled good. Ji Wang had a preference for all peach things.

"Are you hard enough?" Ji Wang casually rubbed Qi Boyan's crotch with his toes.

Seeing Qi Boyan's successfully frozen face, Ji Wang put down the script: "If you can't do it, hug it."

When the man was aggrieved and pressed himself on the sofa, grinding the meat of his neck with his teeth threateningly, Ji Wang followed Qi Boyan's hair and said, "You can't bite."

Qi Boyan loosened his jaw: "Why do you dress like this when you know you can't do it?"

Ji Wang opened the script again: "Don't you like it? I thought you would be pleasantly surprised."

"By the way, I found something interesting in the bedroom on the second floor." Ji Wang said in a deep voice.

He sorted it out and put it next to the sofa.

Qi Boyan blinked: "What?" It seemed that he had no idea what Ji Wang was talking about.

Ji Wang pushed Qi Boyan away and reached out to open the box. There are many things inside, such as red rope handcuffs, chain anklets, and even an anesthetic spray that is banned on the market.

It is said to be a sex toy, but there are actually no more practical things, such as whip candles, rush or lubricant.

Only binding, no fun.

"What is this box of things? Do you want to commit a crime?" Ji Wang spoke in a slow and stressful tone.

Qi Boyan stretched out his hand and pulled out a bundle of red strings: "This must look good on my brother."

"If you don't agree with me using it, I use it. That's a crime. My brother has acted as a policeman, so he can put on a uniform and arrest me on the bed?" Qi Boyan straightened the red rope in his hand and smiled at Ji Wang. speak.