Morbid Attachment

Ji Wang slowly untied his girdle, and seeing Qi Boyan looking at him in surprise and expectation, he added, "I'm just afraid that you will stain my clothes, and I won't do anything else."

With only his coat on, he came to Qi Boyan and squatted down. Qi Boyan was already staring at Ji Wang with blushing eyelids, which was a manifestation of excitement, and seemed to be congested with embarrassment.

If he didn't know what to do next, Ji Wang would have thought he was taking advantage.

Qi Boyan's costumes are of excellent texture, Chen Sheng pursues perfection, and the costumes must stand the test of the big screen.

The texture of the hem is very good in the hand, cool, if it is not white, but red, Ji Wang can't help but think, it will be like lifting a red hijab.

It was very solemn and dignified in the imagination, but in reality, it was an extremely obscene thing.

Ji Wang's lips are very beautiful, as the only place with soft lines in his heroic facial features, it improves the delicacy of his entire face a lot.

Qi Boyan has a room full of pre-recorded videotapes, which are all the clips that he has starred in various film and television dramas at these ages.

He is the most angry, and feels the most irresistible, and the movie that even accompanied him through several vulnerable periods is a low-budget literary film starring Ji Wang.

In it, Ji Wang plays a male prostitute. Different partners always wear exaggerated and complicated costumes. Ji Wang is always clean and tidy, with his white shirt rolled up, revealing pale wrist bones and slender hands holding a cigarette.

It seems that the "young master" who does not eat the fireworks of the world, but has fallen into the mortal world.

He is not as lofty as the person who runs this business, but this kind of temperament makes wave after wave of customers flock to him.

Every time he just needs to stand on the side of the street for less than three minutes, he can hug the guests and leave.

The heroine in the film is also a prostitute. This is a low-level film full of depression, hysteria, and darkness.

But when Ji Wang was photographed, the light was always bright.

The director mentioned it in the later documentary, because he is the prostitute's love, her dream, and all her fantasies.

There's a particularly over the top passion scene, and a lot of kissing scenes.

Ji Wang's moderately thick lips passionately kissed the heroine's chin, neck, and the back of her hand.

In the overly real bed scene, Qi Boyan has seen the expression that Ji Wang showed towards the camera, and it is exactly the same as Ji Wang's expression on his bed.

Qi Boyan watched this movie for the first time, smashed things all over the room, and was so angry that he went crazy, wishing he could drive to catch Ji Wang back, and never allow him to act in such a scene again.

He couldn't help himself to think over and over again, whether Ji Wang actually did the fake scene, whether he fell in love with the actress, whether the passionate scene was borrowed or real.

The transformation of an old house is not a matter of a day or two.

Many years ago, Qi Boyan began to prepare, design, and consider every detail, trying to create a perfect cage.

If Ji Wang hadn't waited for him, he would have fallen in love with someone else. If Ji Wang didn't accept him at all, he would have no love for him.

If Ji Wang wants to leave him...

Fortunately, Ji Wang chose him after all.

The only one who can touch Ji Wang like this now is him.

Ji Wang crouched in front of Qi Boyan, and felt that Qi Boyan's grip on the back of his neck was a bit strong.

His glands were pressed and rubbed repeatedly, Qi Boyan gently scratched the skin covering the glands with his nails, it was a little itchy, but not painful.

Qi Boyan's other hand was touching his teeth, the inside of his lips, and the middle of his tongue, occasionally stretching in, as if testing where his bottom line was.

Ji Wang was played so hard that he couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear, saliva spilled from the corners of his lips, his Adam's apple slid up and down, and his fingers tightly grasped the fabric on Qi Boyan's knee.

Thinking that the expensive costume might be wrinkled, he lowered it down and grabbed Qi Boyan's boots.

The feeling of being touched in the depths of the throat is uncomfortable. When the fingers are covered with saliva and pulled out, it is slightly cool, and when they are touched again, the warmth inside the mouth can be felt more clearly.

Soon, Ji Wang's lips showed an overused redness.

Qi Boyan thought of the male prostitute in that literary film again. In it, Ji Wang had a different complexion than now, too pale, bright red lips, and a handsome face with light makeup, showing a little powdery look.

Maybe the director thought so.

Even if he puts on the cleanest white shirt, no matter how outstanding his temperament is, from his facial features and eyebrows, one can still see the subtle influence of his profession on him.

It's like a nicely wrapped cheap gift.

But Qi Boyan felt that if he were the director, he would definitely not shoot like this.

His Ji Wang doesn't need any makeup, he only needs to look like this now, and enough people will be crazy about him.

The film failed to be released in theaters, and was finally treasured by Qi Boyan, who used it over and over again on certain occasions.

The literary film also had a bonus poster, as well as the shirt worn by Ji Wang, which had been stained and stained for a long time.

The clothes are fine, but the poster cannot be saved. Especially on the cheeks, it was wrinkled and mottled.

Now in front of Qi Boyan, there is such a mottled face.

Qi Boyan bit the hem of his clothes and swallowed all his voice. Ji Wang sat awkwardly on the carpet and coughed softly. His makeup was really messed up, but he didn't get angry at Qi Boyan. Already mentally prepared.