Know? Know!
The tears that Chu Qin had just been moved immediately retracted, and rolled his eyes: "You actually... uh..." Without saying a word, his mouth was gagged. Thin, lemon-scented lips grinded on the lips, and the scorching palms swam around the body, pressing his struggling hands to the pillow.
There was no intimacy for nearly a month, Chu Qin also thought about it, and gave up the struggle after twisting twice.
Afraid of crushing Chu Qin's ribs, Zhong Yibin tried his best to support himself, reached out and groped in the bedside drawer, and took out a box of condoms.
"Strawberry flavored." Zhong Yibin grinned with one in his mouth and dangled it in front of Chu Qin.
Chu Qin covered his face with one hand, always feeling that this guy became bad after losing his memory.
After a period of time, his body regained its firmness. It hurt a little when he first entered. Chu Qin bit his lips and clenched the pillow tightly, and received a soothing kiss.
Because of the consideration of Chu Qin's body, he did not dare to use any difficult movements. But this is the most primitive method, which is very new and interesting to Zhong Yibin, who has lost his memory. It was like the first time he came into contact with this kind of thing, and he was excitedly tossing it until the middle of the night.
The next day, just before noon, Chu Qin was woken up by a phone call. Zhong Yibin woke up early, leaning against him to watch TV.
The call was from the agent Zhao Bo, and there was a roar as soon as he answered. "Did you stay with President Zhong last night?"
Chu Qin woke up suddenly, and glanced at Zhong Yibin next to him with a guilty conscience. A slender leg was still sandwiched between his own legs, and he coughed softly: "What's wrong?"
"Hurricane called me today and said that I took a photo of you and Mr. Zhong yesterday, and asked me if I would buy it?" Zhao Bo gritted his teeth. Hurricane is a very powerful paparazzi team in the industry. I don't have any grudges with this artist, usually I will notify the agent in advance and let them make an offer to buy it.
Chu Qin thought about it, he had been with Zhong Yibin since noon yesterday, but the two of them didn't have any intimate behavior outside, so they came out drinking in the middle of the night, because Zhong Yibin was a little drunk, and he half-dragged people into the traffic .
After repeating yesterday's situation, Zhao Bo was silent for a moment, and said, "Then they may have filmed the whole process of the two of you getting into the car and then arriving at the community."
Hurricanes don't sell one and a half pictures, they must be a series of pictures. It's okay to help the boss into the car when you're drunk, but it's not enough to take the boss to your home.
"Okay, no matter what I've photographed, I'll buy it first..." Zhao Bo took a painful look at the budget, "Don't go out together today, don't let Mr. Zhong show up at the gate of the community, there are probably paparazzi squatting."
Chu Qin hung up the phone, smacking his lips, he's been a little careless recently. In the past, when I went out with Zhong Yibin, I would deliberately keep a distance when I walked on the road, and there would never be such a thing as being drunk and carrying someone back to my nest.
Seeing that he was awake, Zhong Yibin turned up the volume of the TV, and there was very familiar background music.
"For Athena, let's burn the little universe!" With a hoarse and struggling young voice, he woke up in the passionate soundtrack, "Pegasus Meteor Fist—"
Chu Qin raised his head and looked at the wall-mounted TV. Saint Seiya in white armor was throwing his fist at the evil enemy.
This guy is actually watching, Saint Seiya!
In the box of DVDs sent by the elder brother of the Zhong family, there are the full set of "Saint Seiya" and many other cartoons, and I don't know where they got them. Saint Seiya is an early Yueguo hot-blooded anime, which tells the story of a group of young people fighting monsters and upgrading in order to protect Athena.
There's nothing bad about this cartoon, it's just... Looking at the boss of my company, watching Saint Seiya seriously on my bed, it's weird how it looks.
Seeing that he was suffering, Zhong Yibin stretched out his hand to hug the person in his arms, and asked him to lean on his chest to see that the hand under the bedding dishonestly touched a firm and elastic place: "What happened? "
"It's not a big deal. It was photographed by the paparazzi yesterday. Zhao Bo will handle it." Chu Qin blushed and grabbed the hand.
"Does the butt hurt?" Zhong Yibin looked at him with bright eyes, as if the child had discovered a new toy and couldn't help but talk to his friends.
Chu Qin's face turned even redder, and he muttered softly, "Rogue!"
"Hehehe..." Zhong Yibin smiled stupidly, bowing his head and kissing his forehead.
He hadn't exercised for a month either. He was weak when he was in bed, and after being tossed all night, Chu Qin felt that all the bones in his body were crisp and he had no strength. Missed breakfast. Just have lunch.
"Let's go out and eat something delicious." Zhong Yibin hugged him and coaxed, thinking about making Chu Qin eat something good.
"Well, no, we can't go out together today..." Chu Qin lay on Zhong Yibin's chest, lazily put the phone on his neck and swiped.
Zhong Yibin honestly used his chin to hold the phone as a stand for him.
There are countless news on Weibo every day, Chu Qin opened a random look, and suddenly widened his eyes. On Weibo, there is a marketing account known for its gossip, called "The Pickpocket in the Entertainment Circle", who posted a Weibo "Best! A private meeting between a famous host and a boss in a nightclub". The accompanying picture is the photo of Chu Qin helping Zhong Yibin to get into the car last night.
Because it has already been said that it is "a famous host", combined with the back, people instantly guessed that it was Chu Qin, and countless people circled Chu Qin to ask him for confirmation.
[These days, men can rely on unspoken rules if they want to be higher
[Another dead gay!
[I used to think that Chu Qin had ascended too quickly, but it turned out to be by selling his ass! Chu Qin frowned slightly. The comments below did not seem like what passersby would say. The caliber was very consistent, and there was no reasoning process. At first glance, it was a navy. However, the scary thing about the navy is that passersby who don't know what to do can easily be led astray by these comments.
The news of the hurricane has been stopped by Zhao Bo, and these unpopular online media even have information in their hands. It's not surprising that a paparazzi accidentally photographed, but several paparazzi were photographed at the same time, which is not normal.
"What's wrong?" Zhong Yibin looked at Saint Seiya for a while, and Chu Qin for a while, and asked him when he saw his frown.
"More than one paparazzi photographed us..." Chu Qin said casually, closed Weibo, and called Zhao Bo, "Have you seen the news on Weibo?"
"I just saw..." Zhao Bo's tone was a little cold, "These scumbags, they want to sell their front feet to me, and their back feet to others!"
Chu Qin sighed: "I don't think it was sold by the hurricane, you should ask first."
After hanging up the phone, Chu Qin pursed his lips and was silent for a long time.
"More than one filming, that is someone notified the paparazzi to come." Zhong Yibin raised his hand and touched Chu Qin's head, and said in a calm tone.
Chu Qin raised his head to look at him in surprise. Although this guy lost his memory, his sensitivity to events has not diminished in the slightest. This is a good phenomenon. During the re-examination, the doctor asked him to observe whether Zhong Yibin's thinking would become sluggish, and now he can rest assured.
After kissing his stubble chin, Chu Qin decided to reward the clever Erbing: "What do you want for lunch?"
"Eat hot pot." Zhong Yibin was already hungry, and when he watched Saint Seiya, his mind was full of the big fish hot pot he ate last time.
"Well, then I'll go grocery shopping." Today, there are paparazzi below, calling the hot pot takeaway is too dazzling, and more importantly, there are two bags of hot pot seasoning at home, and it will expire if you don't eat it.
"I'll go buy it." Zhong Yibin felt bad for his back pain.
"That won't work!" Chu Qin immediately stopped him, joking, the group of people below was waiting for Zhong Yibin. After stretching and taking a bath, the fatigue of his body was relieved. Chu Qin took his wallet and mobile phone, and went to the supermarket with high spirits.
When the paparazzi at the door saw him coming out, they immediately followed him from a distance. When they saw that he had entered the supermarket, they sent a spirited follow-up.
Wearing a mask and a baseball cap, Chu Qin stepped into the supermarket door in a low-key manner, but was stopped by a few people carrying cameras and microphones.
Chu Qin was startled and was about to withdraw subconsciously. The girl holding the microphone immediately stopped him and handed over the microphone with the fancy label: "Excuse me, what do you think about people making Qixi Valentine's Day? "
After being stunned for a moment, Chu Qin noticed that there was a ridiculous "big mouth quack" sign on the camera, and the microphone also had a big red mouth, and he slowly breathed a sigh of relief. This should be the kind of entertainment program that randomly interviews passers-by on the street, not the media that came to run on him. He coughed lightly and said, "Look at it with your eyes."
"Do you have a girlfriend?" the interviewer asked the next question.
"No." Chu Qin answered honestly.
"Then how do you spend the Qixi Festival?" the girl asked with a smile.
Chu Qin sighed: "On the Qixi Festival... I should still be working..." Then, leaving everyone with a lonely back, he went shopping alone.
"It seems that it is not only a single dog, but also an overtime dog." The girl holding the microphone said sympathetically to the camera.
The paparazzi who followed up just saw this scene, lowered their heads and prepared to follow up, but were caught by the microphone girl: "Excuse me, what do you think of people turning Qixi Festival into Valentine's Day?"
The paparazzi didn't want to be interviewed, but was dragged away by the girl and turned to look for Chu Qin's figure.
The author has something to say: Small Theater:
"Song of the Wise Two Pieces"
Chin Chin: ge ge ge ge ge ge ge ge ge
Two Cakes: I love my dear~
Chin Chin: ge ge ge ge ge ge ge ge ge
Erbing: I am Xiao Erbing!
Qinqin: Ah~ah~
Two Cakes: Activate the waist of the male dog~
Chin Chin: …