Quick Transmigration: Passer-by Craftsman System [MTL]

Chapter 179

Many people remember Qingchuan's birthday. The Internet was abuzz with blessings from fans and friends. The crew also asked about buying a cake to celebrate, but Qingchuan still just wanted to go home and spend it with Wei Ge.

"It's my birthday today, I want to share my joy with you all." He added on WB, then took a shower in the hotel, dried his hair, put on a slim casual suit, ordered some perfume, and watched the sunset outside while waiting. time flies.

Five-thirty in the evening is the time they made an appointment.

He had long forgotten his original birthday, and it wasn't important anyway. All festivals become meaningful because of someone's blessings, but his original birthday was not celebrated a few times and was often forgotten. In the end, it didn't matter to him.

When the time came, he flipped his hair in front of the mirror, from top to bottom, perfect.

Qingchuan showed up at home on time, right in the living room. It was dark outside, and the hall was also dark. Only the dining room was lit, with a table full of Qingchuan's favorite food, a bottle of wine, two wine glasses, and a small cake. Light a candle.

Wei Ge was also wearing a suit and leather tie, and his hair was styled into a bun. He was sitting there, holding a bouquet of roses in his hand. Not the big red roses sold in the market, but real purple-red roses, small but very fragrant.

Qingchuan came over, pulled out a chair, sat down, and took a sip of soup. "I must say, your cooking skills are great, only a little bit worse than mine."

Wei Ge was holding the flowers and smiling.

Qingchuan talked about his work on the set and didn't mention other people's crushes. Wei Ge listened silently. The two had dinner, rinsed their mouths and brushed their teeth, washed their faces again, chatted to eat, and then - they pushed the person down.

Ming people don't tell secret words, I am greedy for your body.

Qingchuan loosened his collar and pulled off his tie. Before Wei Ge could react, he tied his wrists with the tie, pressed him on the pillow, and covered his eyes with his other hand.

"Qing..." Without the light and the ability to move freely, this controlled posture made Wei Ge feel a little thirsty. He felt that he was being rubbed on fire, but he couldn't move. There was someone talking to his ear with a bad smile.

"Can you open your birthday presents?"

"Qing...Happy birthday." Wei Ge wanted to say something, but in the end it was these four words.

"Thank you. So...I enjoyed it."

Early the next morning, Qingchuan appeared on the set on time, his face full of peach blossoms, his eyes full of excitement, hormones burning all over his body, and his face turned red.

The governor understood it, but he didn't know who he was with yesterday. Could it be that his lover came over? Otherwise it would never be so blatant. But I can't say for sure, what's going on in the entertainment industry? The chaos is beyond imagination.

Everyone didn't speculate for too long, Qingchuan solved the puzzle by himself.

He brought a lot of lollipops, transparent amber candy wrapped with pieces of broken rose petals, wrapped in transparent plastic paper and tied with bows, "My butler made lollipops from roses. "

From the director to the actor, everyone got one. It was oblate, not big at all, and crystal clear.

The man was holding a lollipop in his mouth. Even though he looked like a tough guy, he actually liked sweets. "Did you come to your house yesterday?"