Morbid Attachment

Ji Wang took out his cigarette, and smiled when he heard the words. Not to mention that Zhou Lie rarely filmed, most of them only filmed commercials and MVs. Ji Wang did not believe that Qi Boyan did not have the slightest hand in this arrangement tonight.

Xiaoxu didn't get a response, so he stopped chatting. After a quick shower, he gave the bathroom to Ji Wang.

Ji Wang had just smoked one on the balcony when Xiao Xu smelled the smoke and said in surprise, "Brother, didn't you say you quit last time?"

"Children, smoking addiction is like a troublesome ex, you can't quit easily." Ji Wang, like a seasoned veteran, left this wise saying, patted Xiaoxu on the shoulder, and stepped into the bathroom.

Ji Wang washed for a long time, flushing his skin to the point of redness, and then wrapped in a bath towel and walked out of the bathroom. Without the pheromone suppressant sticker, Ji Wang's own smell appeared in the air. He wiped his hair and said, "Xiao Xu, my pheromone is a little thick today, don't mind."

He didn't get a response, and the room was quiet.

Smell is the first sense of smell than hearing and sight. What's more, the people in the room didn't mean to cover up their pheromones at all.

Ji Wang held the towel in his hand and looked at the uninvited guest on the sofa in the room through his wet forehead.

Qi Boyan took off his general's attire, revealing his hair that was dyed very lightly. His facial features, which were already deep and delicate, were all mixed with the color of his hair.

The man held the phone in his hand, propped his chin, and looked up at Ji Wang.

Qi Boyan was stunned for a moment, then looked at Ji Wang intently. His gaze was like substance, licking from Ji Wang's wet chest to his waist and abdomen, and finally fixed on the waist and buttocks tightly wrapped by the bath towel.

He threw the phone away, changed his posture, sat down on the sofa, his eyes darkened: "Do you usually dangle in front of the assistant like this?"

Ji Wang threw the towel aside, and in front of Qi Boyan, pulled the towel off, opened the hotel closet, took out the bathrobe, put it on slowly, and tied it.

There was no embarrassment and embarrassment, and even ignored the hot eyes that were firmly nailed to him.

After Ji Wang changed into his bathrobe, he asked, "Where's my assistant?"

Qi Boyan picked up the cigarette Ji Wang placed on the sofa, took out one and put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed: "He's in my room, with my assistant."

Ji Wang walked to Qi Boyan: "Let him come back, you get out."

He stood, Qi Boyan sat. Even so, in terms of momentum, he couldn't suppress Qi Boyan at all.

On the contrary, the posture made Qi Bo's words and actions more convenient. The man's palm was attached to Ji Wang's calf, which was slightly warmer after he got out of the bath, and slowly climbed up along the delicate skin.

Qi Boyan said: "Long time no see, don't you miss me?"

Ji Wang almost laughed: "Why do I miss you?"

Qi Boyan looked up at Ji Wang, took out his hand from the bathrobe, grabbed Ji Wang's right hand, raised it to his eyes for a while, and then put his lips on the scar where the tattoo was removed: "Lie, you clearly miss me."

When he spoke, his warm lips brushed between Ji Wang's fingers, causing bursts of numbness, and easily turned that spot into a sensitive spot.

Qi Boyan smiled and added hatefully: "Thinking about it day and night."

Chapter 7

In fact, if Ji Wang is more interesting, or more free and easy, he can sleep with Qi Boyan tonight, parting tomorrow, and have a long-awaited reunion pào, just like every old lover who is good to get together.

It's a pity that Ji Wang can't do it, so Qi Boyan is destined to be disappointed.

Although it was as Qi Boyan said, he couldn't forget Qi Boyan, so he didn't think about it day and night, but he always thought of it at inappropriate times.

Drink, take a shower, every time you see a scar on your ring finger.

Moreover, even if Ji Wang wanted to forget, there was no such objective condition.

Wherever he goes, there are Qi Boyan's advertisement photos, Weibo, Moments, and various software apps. You can see this man everywhere in his life.

Until today, Qi Boyan finally appeared in front of him, within reach.

Qi Boyan's handsome face is leaning against his hand, his eyes are looking at him, his look is very charming, if there is anyone in the world who can refuse Qi Boyan, it is probably only Ji Wang, who doesn't want to talk to Qi Boyan sleep.

Ji Wang grabbed Qi Boyan's chin with his backhand, and his strength was quite heavy, but Qi Boyan didn't change his face, and still looked at him so determinedly, waiting for Ji Wang to kiss him, and then have a good time.

The floor-to-ceiling windows of the hotel are smooth and bright, reflecting the shadow of a couple. Ji Wang leaned down slowly, they stared at each other's lips, their breathing frequency was chaotic.

The air is taut, forming a shaky string, waiting for someone to leave their sanity completely behind.

When these two equally beautiful lips were about to meet, Ji Wang stopped, and from a very close distance, Ji Wang said coldly, "I said, get out and let my assistant come back."

These words ruined the atmosphere, Ji Wang pushed Qi Boyan's face away, and it didn't take long for a fingerprint to appear on Qi Boyan's chin.

Ji Wang scratched his wet hair: "I'm not interested in you."

Qi Boyan followed Ji Wang's strength and leaned back on the sofa: "Lie."

Ji Wang smiled and shook his head: "I'm an alpha, and an omega is better for me."

Qi Boyan's face distorted for a moment, and soon, his expression returned to calm, even leisurely, and asked curiously: "Really? After separating from me, you still slept with an omega?"