After dumping the big boss, they went on a dating reality show together.
Tonight's guests staying at our love nest are Mu Shan and Liang Di.
Before leaving, Mu Shan sighed heavily and looked at Qi An'an, saying, "Can't I just get a good night's sleep in my room?"
Qi An'an comforted him, "The bed over there is bigger, you'll get used to it."
Perhaps because he was new, the audience liked to pair him up with other people, and his popularity was low, so he was lucky.
Mu Shan: "..."
He actually felt that the production team must have made a deliberate arrangement!
I guess I just wanted to give these two some time alone.
"It's time to go." Fu Jiu stood at the door and even opened the door for him.
Mu Shan's lips twitched slightly. Did he have to be in such a hurry?
Those who didn't know him might think he was some kind of Grim Reaper, and would be eager to send him on his way.
Qi An'an also found the scene somewhat funny and couldn't help but laugh out loud, "See you tomorrow!"
Mu Shan: "..."
He had just stepped out when the door slammed shut behind him without the slightest hesitation.
After Fu Jiu closed the door, he turned around and saw Qi An'an moving her wrist joints. She said to him, "Lie down quickly, I'll give you a massage."
"..."
Fu Jiu came to the bedside.
After he lay down, Qi An'an knelt down beside him, but for a moment she didn't know how to start.
As if sensing her dilemma, he said, "Let's start with the shoulders."
"Okay."
Qi An'an leaned forward slightly, rubbed her hands together, and slowly pinched his shoulder.
However, the muscles under her hand were stiff. After pinching them a couple of times, she hesitated and asked, "Are your muscles too tense? Relax a bit."
Fu Jiu tilted her head and replied, "It's because you're not strong enough. If you press a little higher, it'll be easier to press there."
"Oh, oh..." Qi An'an moved her hands up to press the muscles in his shoulders and neck.
She was afraid of hurting him, so she didn't dare to press too hard.
Until he said with a smile, "Are you tickling yourself?"
"You wait." Qi An'an immediately exerted all her strength.
However, after only a few moments, she felt her fingers were sore and weak, her arms were exhausted, and her breathing became rapid.
She couldn't help but mutter, "Can't you relax a little... you're too tight."
[Reviewer: This is a massage.]
[Ahhhhh, making a chicken-like squeal!]
I never expected it to be a woman-on-top position!
[Was my wife doing this on purpose?! That panting sound is killing me!]
[800 Questions a Day: Dr. Fu, are you really up to the task?!]
[Wait for their official announcement]
[(Pointing and gesturing) This is just a little bit of decency, and you guys are getting all excited...]
However, in the shot, Fu Jiu suddenly sat up.
Qi An'an remained kneeling obediently, looking up at him, "What's wrong? I haven't finished pressing yet."
Fu Jiu's eyes darkened. He coughed lightly, his voice much lower than usual, "That's enough."
He always felt that desire was not difficult to control.
But he no longer has that confidence.
"Lie down, I'll give you a massage." He got out of bed, picked up a water glass, and tactically drank some water.
"Okay, teach me." Qi An'an then stepped back onto her bed and obediently lay down.
Fu Jiu put down the empty water glass, glanced over, and immediately regretted what she had just said.
He glanced at the alarm clock on the bedside table, then turned to the live stream camera.
He said, "Where is the sleep-inducing incense that Duan Han gave me? I'll go light one."
Qi An'an rested her head on her arm and replied leisurely, "Okay, it's on the cabinet. I've drunk a lot of tea today, I'm sure I won't be able to sleep."
Under the warm light, she turned her head to look in his direction, her long, smooth hair cascading down her back, her clear, bright eyes fixed on him.
Fu Jiu felt the area on his shoulders and neck that she had massaged was burning hot. He pulled the blanket over her and said, "The air conditioning is too strong, don't catch a cold."
Only then did he take out the box of sleep-aid incense and set up the lotus incense stand.
Although his every move was pleasing to the eye, it was a very long and agonizing process for the audience.
[Today's live stream is coming to an end!!]
[Fu Jiu did it on purpose! He wanted to wait for the live stream to close!]
【Ugh, that scumbag!】
[What kind of refined, gentle, and docile person is he? He's definitely a bad guy!]
[Dr. Fu, hurry up! Hurry up!]
Fu Jiu lit only half of the sleep-aid incense, and its light and elegant fragrance quickly spread in the air.
Qi An'an twitched her nose, closed her eyes comfortably, and said, "It smells so good."
She had used aromatherapy diffusers to help her sleep before, but always found the smell too pungent. This light fragrance, however, was just right; she felt a tingling, pleasant sensation in her cerebral cortex, which was incredibly comfortable.
Fu Jiu replied, "I'll ask Duan Han where he bought it tomorrow."
Qi An'an: "Yes, yes, I'll go get a link."
Fu Jiu glanced at the time and said, "I'm going to wash my hands."
She waved her hand, "Go ahead."
The live stream was filled with resentment; Fu Jiu was indeed stalling for time!
It's just washing his hands, why does he have to wash them for two minutes?
Experts say fifteen seconds is enough!
Fu Jiu slowly wiped his hands, waiting for the live stream to end.
In the quiet room, when he leaned closer to the small bed, he found the girl still lying there quietly, but her eyes were tightly closed, as if she had already fallen asleep...
He paused for a moment, then couldn't help but laugh.
Who was it that just said they had insomnia?
It hasn't been that long, and she's already sleeping like this...
This scene was also witnessed by thousands of viewers in the live broadcast room.
[Haha, An'an's asleep! She was just saying she was having trouble sleeping!]
I want the link to this sleep-aid incense too!!
[Dr. Fu missed his chance to be affectionate with his wife, haha, that's what you got for stalling!]
Seeing Fu Gou's stunned expression, I felt so good!
[Where's the promised massage? Waaaaah!]
Despite strong demands from the audience, the live stream was shut down on time; Fu Jiu personally turned off the machine.
The audience left grumbling, but then turned around and started watching the recorded videos again and again, savoring the sweet moments.
In the room, Fu Jiu gently patted Qi An'an's shoulder. She just mumbled something, didn't open her eyes, and continued to sleep.
He had to do it himself, turning her over and pulling the blanket back up for her.
Throughout, the movements were exceptionally gentle.
He stood by the bed for a while before turning and walking out.
In the control room, Zhen Li's eyelids twitched violently when she saw this scene.
Sure enough, not long after, Fu Jiu appeared in front of him and asked directly, "Why are you looking for her?"
“Let’s go upstairs and talk.” Zhen Li stood up and took the lead on the steps.
As soon as she entered the lounge, Zhen Li asked, "In what capacity do you ask me this?"
Fu Jiu closed the door. "Don't bother with all that nonsense. You know best about my relationship with her."
"Alright, I won't hide it from you anymore, the production team received a tip today—"
Zhen Li's voice was interrupted by the sound of the door opening.
Qi Shen walked in with a gloomy expression, and was not surprised to see Fu Jiu.
Zhen Li's head throbbed even more. Leaning back on the sofa, she looked at him and asked, "Why are you here too?"
Qi Shen glanced at Fu Jiu and said, "I received some bad news."
"What news?"
"There are more and more rumors about Qi An'an, and they're getting more and more outrageous. Some people even say that she's been dead for a long time and that the current Qi An'an is a fake. They've analyzed it very logically. Did you talk to her about this tonight?"
Zhen Li laughed, "So you still believe it?"
"Do you think I'm that brainless?" Qi Shen's eyes hardened, his voice full of warning. "I want to ask you, how do you plan to continue filming this lousy show? The guests are constantly trending on social media and being speculated about. You've earned enough of this dirty traffic, haven't you? It's time to shut up."
Zhen Li's smile vanished. "Why are you in such a hurry? Is Qi An'an's popularity something I can control? Besides, you can look at it from another angle; maybe she needs this kind of attention?"
"Don't fucking give me that nonsense. Do you know something else?"
Before Zhen Li could answer, the door was pushed open once again.
This time it was Wenqin who came.
He glanced at the three people in the room and casually asked, "In a meeting?"
Zhen Li asked him, "What did you find out this time?"
When asked this question, Wenqin readily explained, "There is something I think I need to tell the person involved, but we are currently in a 'closed recording' period, so I can only talk to you first, Director Zhen."
Zhen Li: "You go ahead."
Wen Qin first looked at Fu Jiu, who had been silent, and said, "Regarding the post you wanted to investigate last time, I've already had someone find the poster. After receiving the money, he sent me a video."
"What post?" Qi Shen and Zhen Li asked at the same time.
Wenqin said, "It was from that high school forum. Zhao Lin once posted a dating thread, and someone commented below, asking if he was going to lure people in and then kill them like he killed Qi An'an."
After he finished speaking, the temperature in the lounge suddenly dropped to freezing.
Fu Jiu stepped out of the shadows and stood in front of him. "What video?"
For a moment, Wen Qin saw the murderous intent surging in his eyes through those glasses.
Wenqin handed him the phone.
Zhen Li also looked over.
A hoarse, unpleasant voice came from the phone.
"Are you all blind? The video is so clear, and you still say it's fake? Beep—it's fake! Open your dog eyes and look carefully, that little mad dog Qi An'an is dead! How could she survive with so much blood?!"
The voice belonged to Zhao Lin, and he also filmed the video. Several figures were moving around in the video. Zhao Lin grabbed a phone and held it up to the camera to film. The video playing on the phone screen could be clearly seen.
Several men frantically pushed the girl into the puddle, laughing and cursing, until the water turned bloody, and someone panicked and ran away...
Zhao Lin's video recording ends here.
Qi Shen slammed his fist on the door in a fit of rage. "It's those scumbags."
Zhen Li's expression twisted slightly, indicating her confusion, "They treat killing as a badge of honor and flaunt it everywhere."
Wenqin: "Well, later the school contacted their parents and completely suppressed the matter, but some people still thought Qi An'an was dead, so there were some strange rumors online."
Zhao Lin's hoarse and vicious voice came again.
The three of them looked at Fu Jiu, who was holding a phone, and their hearts skipped a beat.
Throughout, Fu Jiu remained remarkably calm.
He just stared at the video, his eyes devoid of any warmth, and the slight curve of his lips sent chills down one's spine.
"I've also received a tip," Zhen Li said, breaking the heavy atmosphere in the lounge. "It's related to this matter."
Fu Jiu then turned to look at him.
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