Qi Boyan had a special decoration on his body, and he pulled out the cut tape

from the tape. The black tape was wrapped around his wrist a few times, and the

end of the body was slid across his abdominal muscles and waist. The camera

focused on that spot, a section of the mermaid line hidden deep in the stage suit.

Qi Boyan has many male and female fans, covering all genders, from a to o, no

one is crazy for him.

Because of his girlfriend, Song Ge has been numb to Qi Boyan. He tutted twice,

then turned around and continued to gossip with Ji Wang: "My girlfriend said that

Qi Boyan would tie that tape at every concert, and it was rumored that it was

something the old lover gave him."

Ji Wang put out the cigarette, not listening very much.

Probably no one knows the contents of tapes better than him.

That's his voice, his orgasmic voice.

As if deliberately, Qi Boyan performed on stage every time. There was always

the obscure tape that only they knew well on his wrist.

Qi Boyan recorded it in front of him. Ji Wang was struggling, full of reluctance,

and even bit his lips out of blood, trying to endure all the noise.

But the person on him is Qi Boyan, and no one can provoke Qi Boyan and then

retreat.

In his memory, Qi Boyan's voice is not as low and hoarse as it is today, but it is a

hundred times more sexy than what he shows on stage today.

He restrained Ji Wang, suppressed Ji Wang, and whispered in his ear: "Happy

birthday, my gift to you."

Ji Wang kept his eyes moist and replied in a dumb voice, "Madman."

He was bloodied by Qi Boyan, and the back of his neck was bitten. The alpha

pheromone violently and recklessly collided in his body, fighting like a battle,

asking people to surrender.

Qi Boyan listened, but smiled as if Ji Wang said he loved him.

Only Qi Boyan has heard of the tape, and only Ji Wang knows it. It is the most
secret and private, accepting pain and giving a happy voice.

Chapter 2

Coming out of the bar, Song Ge handed Ji Wang a bag: "Happy birthday, this is a

gift."

The words happy birthday inevitably evoke some memories of Ji Wang's past. In

addition to the excessive intake of Qi Boyan tonight, Ji Wang only felt that the

alcohol in his stomach was rolling, making him feel sick.

In front of Song Ge, Ji Wang still smiled peacefully, and took the bag: "Thank

you, I will invite you to dinner next time."

Song Ge shrugged: "Okay, who knows when next time you will be busy next

time."

Ji Wang didn't think so: "Not necessarily, you know, I am especially idle when I

am out of play."

Song Ge had been expecting him to be popular since his debut, and kept telling

him that you are so handsome, how could you not be popular.

In fact, Ji Wang did not become popular. He has no strong obsession with being

popular. For him, acting is just a mess.

Saying goodbye to Song Ge, getting in a taxi, Ji Wang opened the bag and found

a box of perfume pheromone inside. Seeing this gift, Ji Wang was speechless for a

while. He contacted Song Ge on WeChat, took a photo and sent it, and put a

question mark.

Song Ge didn't feel that he gave this gift casually: "Qi Boyan has the same

pheromone perfume, I have been begging my girlfriend for a long time!"

Ji Wang: "Why are you giving this to me?"

"Don't you like peaches? Qi Boyan's pheromone is also peach-flavored." At this

point, Song Ge would add another sentence: "By the way, your pheromone is

alcoholic, right? You spray it on your body, no It's Prunus persi! Your favorite!"

Ji Wang shook the phone and perfume aside, not planning to return, and

decided not to come out to meet Song Ge even if he had no play and was free.
In fact, he also understood in his heart that Song Ge is not to blame, no one

knows the history of him and Qi Boyan, who would have thought that Qi Boyan,

who is now so popular, had a story with him, a little-known actor.

After getting off the taxi, Sister Hong had already called him three times. Ji

Wang got off the car and wanted to leave the perfume in the car, but the driver

called him: "Young man, your stuff!"

Ji Wang had to lift up the bag and plan to throw it in the trash can downstairs at

home. Although I was a little sorry for Song Ge, Ji Wang would rather drink a

thousand cups of Prunus persi, and didn't want to accept a bottle of Qi Boyan's

same perfume.

At this time, Sister Hong called again, and Ji Wang picked it up. The interview

was about work. Sister Hong told him that she would talk to him about a variety

show and set off next week. The guests are not yet fully decided. Down, but the

production team is very good, the background is also quite hard.

Although this new program is just a test of the waters, it can also guarantee

follow-up publicity and resources. Originally, Jiwang’s coffee position was

impossible, but recently his show has become very popular. In addition, the show

crew also needs a more relaxed artist who can endure hardships.

Ji Wang understands that the variety show where big coffee and small coffee

are gathered together, there is always someone to do things that big coffee can't

do.

Sister Hong has already looked forward to the future, so Ji hopes to rely on this

variety show to reach the sky in one step.

Sister Hong: "Xiaowang, you know what I have done to you all these years.

Sister can't cheat you. This variety show is a very good opportunity. You have to

seize it."

Ji Wang lit the code lock, only to realize that he was still carrying the perfume

bag in his hand, and he forgot to throw it away. He held the phone between his

shoulders and responded casually, "How much did he pay for the other side?"
Sister Hong was almost blocked by Ji Wang. She said so much about her

feelings, and Ji Wang only cared about money.

Ji Wang really only cares about money. There is no real money in his hands

because of the metaphysics of red or red. Fortunately, the amount that Sister

Hong reported to him was tempting enough to share with the company, and even

if he got the share in hand, he wouldn't starve to death even if he didn't pick up

the show for a year.

"No problem, I will go to the company to sign the contract tomorrow." After Ji

Wang entered the house, he casually threw the perfume on the floor, and after

talking with Sister Hong, he went to the bathroom to take a shower.

The hot water washed down and flowed through the body along the moist hair.

Ji Wang's neck was slender. In fact, every part of his body was very beautiful. Even

if he didn't act, he could make money as a mode