Morbid Attachment

He was far less calm than Sister Hong thought, and his calf was still shaking slightly. It is impossible to say that you are not afraid of the wind làng in the future.

Worrying about affecting Qi Boyan's star career is even more critical.

In any case, he is used to being an unknown actor, and the big deal is that he will be returned to his original shape. The mortgage has been paid off, and he still has savings in his hand, so there is nothing to be afraid of.

After thinking about it for some time, Ji Wang heard a few knocks on the car door, and a fat man with a hood was standing outside.

Ji Wang stopped at the parking corner of a shopping mall. Qi Boyan stood outside the window and took off his hood. Only then did Ji Wang know why no one found out that it was Qi Boyan outside.

This is even the special effect makeup, in order to cover up the figure, it also added props to disguise the figure of the fat man.

He quickly unlocked the lock and let someone come up.

Qi Boyan also felt that he was so ugly, and the first reaction when he got into the car was to cover Ji Wang's eyes: "Don't look, let's go home."

Ji Wang laughed: "Li Feng did the makeup for you?"

Qi Boyan: "Well, it's a trick to stay by my side as an assistant."

Ji Wang started the car while laughing, Qi Boyan took out his mobile phone, there was no message or call on it, Ji Wang took the time to look at it, thinking that it shouldn't be.

Qi Boyan noticed it and shook the phone in his hand: "Newly bought."

Ji Wang: "When did you buy it?"

Qi Boyan: "I bought it the day I was going to find you."

Ji Wang didn't realize what Qi Boyan meant at first, but he didn't realize it until the next red light: "Did you buy it before filming that MV?"

In other words, Qi Boyan had already made preparations for public disclosure, even if he hadn't chased Ji Wang back at that time.

This self-confidence may be due to his big obsession, Ji Wang couldn't help laughing, and wanted to cry a little bit. This complicated mood had troubled him all night.

Qi Boyan saw the wetness in Ji Wang's eyes: "Brother doesn't scold me?"

"Why did I scold you?" Ji Wang's voice trembled a little, he held back the tears that welled up.

Qi Boyan took out a ring from the bag on his chest, and was about to pick up Ji Wang's right hand and put it on his ring finger, but found that the ring was already there.

Ji Wang hasn't taken off the ring since he disclosed that he has a boyfriend.

Qi Boyan still put the ring on: "It looks so good with two rings on one finger, as expected of my husband."

Ji Wang: "Don't you have another hand?"

Qi Boyan: "Yes, then in addition to the one on your left hand, you have to wear it on your right hand, and I will check it at all times."

They returned to the villa where Qi Boyan lived. It wasn't that they didn't want to go back to Ji Wang's house. It was just for safety. Qi Boyan's residence was more secure. Many celebrities lived here, and takeaways couldn't come in.

As soon as he got home, Qi Boyan closed all the windows in the house and started taking off Ji Wang's clothes at the entrance.

He has long wanted to be like this, and he has been thinking about it since the stage.

The two-hour concert had not exhausted the alpha's physical strength, and the public excitement had not yet faded from Qi Boyan's blood. Everything in front of him was too beautiful, and he was afraid that it was his hallucination.

He longed to hug, mark, tear, and enter.

To taste Ji Wang's blood, his pheromones, his hot body and everything.

To prove that these are true.

The people in his arms are also real.

When Li Feng called, the whole room was filled with the smell of pheromone. It was Ji Wang who stretched out his sweaty hand and picked up the phone.

Qi Boyan took it away and threw it away, until another violent lust broke out.

The movement in the room didn't stop until the sky was slightly bright.

Qi Boyan pressed firmly on Ji Wang's body, and refused to come out like a child.

Then his head dazzled by desire finally saw something that should have been discovered long ago.

He picked up Ji Wang's left hand and took off the ring. On the ring finger, where the tattoo was once, the skin that had been removed was printed with a series of letters again.

Still the original pattern, the Spanish name, mortífero.

Seeing Qi Boyan staring straight at it, Ji Wang said in a low voice, "I originally wanted to make it public later, so I didn't make it so obvious. In fact, I wanted to write Ji Boyan, Mrs. Ji's name."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ji Wang's brows were slightly wrinkled, he pushed Qi Boyan's shoulders and shrank his head: "No, you are not in the susceptible period, why are you so fierce every time."

Qi Boyan was caught by his ankle, dragged the man in front of him, and pressed it hard again.

"Mr. Ji, it is your responsibility as a husband to meet Mrs. Ji's needs."

Ji Wang's ring finger was bitten in a circle, and his teeth marks circled around the tattoo.

Qi Boyan said, "I'm going to learn tattoos."

Ji Wang: "What did you learn to do?"

Qi Boyan held Ji Wang's buttocks: "If my name is tattooed on it, no one will see or find it. Only I can see, touch, and lick."

After speaking, Qi Boyan was kicked by Ji Wang.

It hurt so much that Qi Boyan even more fiercely returned to Ji Wang's body.

The morning sun dyed the sky a powder blue. Ji Wang put on a pajama jacket and stood in the yard with a pair of flower and grass clippers.

With a cigarette in his hand, he didn't smoke, it was time to quit.