Knight’s Love Letter

Wang Qi was probably immune to these few words when he scolded him all day long. Is it over? You **** shot twice, and I must be swollen in the back."

Wang Qi grabbed his arm and dragged him over, the other hand hooked Fang Shiqing's leg and picked him up.

Fang Shiqing: "!!" I didn't expect that he would be hugged by the princess one day in his lifetime...

Wang Qi took him to take a bath, and said in a business-like tone: "Qingqing, this kind of thing must be endless. You owe it first, and then pay it back slowly."

Fang Shiqing stood under the shower with weak hands and feet. He was drenched in hot water for a long time before he could react. He said with grief and anger: "Why do I still owe you!?"

The next morning, Fang Shiqing woke up at 7:30 as usual, his back was sore, and he had a nightmare of Wang Qi's fancy debt collection all night, and he didn't sleep well at all.

He didn't want to wake Wang Qi, so he got up and put on his clothes. When he wakes up, he has to talk, and when he speaks, he gets angry again. He is also angry because he is angry, and if he is depressed, he must multiply it by ten.

In the early years, his various fantasies about Wang Qi were all shattered in front of reality.

I worked overtime until eight o'clock in the evening. After dinner, he went home and took a shower. He fell asleep on the bed.

I don't know how long I slept, but I felt the mattress sinking in a daze. Someone got on the bed. He thought he was dreaming, and kicked his legs before continuing to sleep.

In the middle of the night, he was woken up by the heat. He felt that there was a large warm bag close to him. He reached out and touched him in hysteria.

The big warm bag was shaken by the light and opened his eyes, seeing the expression sleeping soundly.

Fang Shiqing turned his head and opened the drawer by the bedside, the spare key in it was missing, and he knew that it must have been taken away by Wang Qi, otherwise he would have come in in the middle of the night.

He was extremely mad: "What the **** are you trying to do!"

Wang Qi lay still and said casually, "Don't make trouble, what time is it."

Fang Shiqing was filled with anger by his attitude: "What are you doing here if you don't go home at this time?" Then he stepped back and back vigilantly. If it weren't for the limitation of leg length, I just want to shrink into a small ball by the bedside.

Wang Qi said with a smile: "I won't sleep with you today, I'll come back to sleep."

Fang Shiqing said angrily: "You are not homeless, why do you have to scare me! And let no one live!"

He knew that Wang Qi must have another house, and the house where Wang's parents lived before returning to the Northeast, so he would never come to him to stay overnight.

Wang Qi also sat up slowly and said, "Qingqing, don't make trouble, come here."

The quilt slid down and only covered his waist, the naked upper body muscles were very beautiful, and those bruises and bruises even added a bit of sexiness, Fang Shiqing took a look and dared not look again , turned his head to the side, and said angrily, "I'm going to sleep on the sofa."

He was about to get out of bed, but was dragged back by Wang Qi, he lifted the quilt and covered him, and wrapped his arms around his waist under the quilt, saying, "No, your sofa can't sleep two people. people."

Fang Shiqing was wearing pajamas, and just felt hot, but now he is sticking with Wang Qi, only to find that this guy touches his bed in the middle of the night, and he still... sleeps naked.

The arms around his waist were almost motionless.

Wang Qiman asked threateningly, "Your **** is swollen? If you move again, it will become hard."

Fang Shiqing: “…”

I just slept with my arms around each other all night, and in the morning the two woke up with each other's thighs.

The alchemist stared blankly in sleep, opened his eyes and met Wang Qi's gaze, still a little confused about the situation, opened his mouth and shouted: "Brother-in-law..."

I don't know why this title irritated Wang Qi, so he squeezed his chin and kissed him fiercely, ripped off his pajama pants under the covers, and held two of them together with his big hands.

Fang Shiqing hummed for a while and widened his eyes, the spray was everywhere, and the saliva flowed from the pillow.

Wang Qilai didn't leave at his house, he bought a full set of toiletries for himself, as if he wanted to live here for a long time.

The alchemist can’t be clear of his worries. He can go out and stay in a hotel to hide, or simply move, but people can run away, but the magazines can’t run away. Wang Qi can block him if he wants to Also, he couldn't afford to lose this person in front of his colleagues.

He didn't know what Wang Qi was busy with, he went out early all day and came back late, and when he came back every three to five nights, he still had the kind of wine smell that only a dinner party would have.

He has never drank with Wang Qi, so he doesn't know how much Wang Qi's drinking is. After two consecutive times, Wang Qi came back with the smell of alcohol, and said "I'm drunk and everything is reasonable" His face, he could do whatever he wanted, crush him as much as he wanted, and after doing it, it felt like he was being turned by a dozen people.

It's good to be a male creature who thinks in the lower body.

He was the one who regretted hitting the wall the next day, and he was the one who didn't know what to do the night before.

It's not a problem if it goes on like this, sooner or later, he will be discovered by his sister Fang Mingyu.

Thinking of Fang Mingyu's possible reaction when he found out that he and Wang Qi were together, he wanted to kill Wang Qi and then commit suicide.

After more than half a month of procrastination, Fang Mingyu seems to be very busy these days. She has only called him a few times and has no time to meet him.

He is now like an ostrich, burying his head in the sand, pretending to be scattered all over the place and having nothing to do with him.

Shameless and helpless.

He used to come out to play just to play, everyone chatted happily and had two drinks a day, and then happily went home to sleep.

Colleagues saw that he was in a bad mood recently, and thought it was a matter of sudden change of work, but he didn't expect him to come out to play with a bitter look on his face, sitting in a corner with a low profile He drank, didn't talk much, and didn't seem to be interested in anything.

A colleague went to the bathroom and came back and said, "Look, is the man next to the bar the model? Why does it look so similar to me?"

Everyone turned their heads to look, Fang Shiqing also followed the direction he said, sitting there alone, it really was Yuan Rui.

The seven or eight people who came out today were all male, and there were also little GAYs in them, so he immediately pushed Fang Shiqing and said, "He's alone, why don't you go over and say hello?"

Fang Shiqing didn't want to go, and his colleague said, "I haven't seen you and made an appointment since last Halloween. No matter how busy I am at work, I still have to fight."

When it comes to Halloween, Fang Shiqing's aura is even lower, he drank two sips of wine, and really stood up and went to the bar to find Yuan Rui.

Yuan Rui was obviously surprised when he saw him, so he was stunned and said, "Editor-in-chief Fang, what a coincidence."

Fang Shiqing sat down beside him and said, "Are you alone?"

Yuan Rui didn't answer, lowered his eyelids and shook the beer in his hand.

Fang Shiqing came over because he was provoked by his colleagues' two words. When he came here, he felt that he had nothing to say.

Yuan Rui asked to say: "I heard that your magazine has been revised, you are about to be promoted, congratulations."

Fang Shiqing said: "Oh, it doesn't count as a promotion... Thank you. I saw the footage of your show, it's pretty good."

It's cold again.

Fang Shiqing was embarrassed.

Yuan Rui glanced at him sideways, his eyes were a little strange, and after a while he said, "I'm single now."

Fang Shiqing made an "oh" and said nothing. He was just talking casually, and he didn't really care about what happened to Yuan Rui. After asking this question, I felt that this question was extremely stupid. Maybe Yuan Rui would think that he still didn't give up.

Yuan Rui drank the wine in his hand and paid the bill.

Fang Shiqing felt that he was leaving, so he breathed a sigh of relief, and said politely, "When your schedule opens, let's go back and shoot a film for our magazine."

Yuan Rui nodded with a smile, stood up and slowly took two steps out, suddenly turned back, stood very close to Fang Shiqing, and said in a voice only the two of them could hear: "At night Are there any arrangements?"

Of course Fang Shiqing understands this kind of conventional secret language.

He looked up at Yuan Rui.

Yuan Rui's figure is naturally speechless, and he looks good. Now he is looking down at him, and there is a little bit of deliberate temptation.

Fang Shiqing hadn't thought about him for a long time, but he didn't know why he suddenly had an idea - with what he knew about Wang Qi, if he found a serious long-term bed partner, Wang Qi would Qi may not bother him anymore.

Then, he and Yuan Rui went to open a room.