11th, morning.
Except for Chen Qi, Li Wenhua, Gong Xue, and Li Lianjie, everyone else is going back. They are all wearing sportswear and carrying gifts that Chen Qi bought with his own money, which are nominally from the Great Wall.
Because the mainland wants to check, you don’t have Hong Kong dollars on you, how did you buy anything?
"You performed well this time, go back and have a good rest!"
Chen Qi and Wang Qun hugged each other, much like the unscrupulous capitalists who went to work after the Spring Festival and stood in front of the company to give everyone profit, but everyone was still very moved.
"Thank you for your hard work, coach, I will have a chance to see you again!"
"Take care of yourself too!"
Yu Hai and Yu Chenghui are elders, and they look at him like a boss and a nephew, with rich mixed emotions.
"Brother Qi, I want to follow you, but I was persuaded to quit by the martial arts team. I have nothing to do when I go back."
"Don't you still have to film "Shaolin Temple"? Come to the capital to find me after filming."
"Hey, I will definitely go!"
Ji Chunhua was so happy that he gave him a bear hug.
Chen Qi sent them through the security check one by one. Everyone was very sad, just like comrades fighting together. Some of them had to leave first, and the remaining few rushed to the new battlefield.
As for his behavior this time, it seemed as if there was a golden light on his body with the four characters "charm of personality" written on it.
Li Lianjie couldn't help but be moved.
After seeing off the brothers, the group continued to wait at the airport. Another hour later, the flight landed. Fang Yurong from China Film and Television and Fu Jingong, the director of "The Return of the Swallow" also arrived in Hong Kong.
To go to Berlin, you have to transfer from Hong Kong.
"Director Fu! Comrade Yuxi! Welcome to Hong Kong."
Fu Qi went up to greet him. This was his job.
"Hello, hello, trouble!"
Fu Jingong is in his fifties, a veteran director of the Shanghai Film Studio. He has no special masterpieces. It was his first time in Hong Kong and he was extremely reserved. He looked around cautiously.
The two sides exchanged pleasantries, and Fang Yurong came over and said with a smile: "How are you doing in Hong Kong? How are your results in Tai Chi?"
"Alas, we can only say that we are making steady progress, both supply and demand are rising, the shortcomings are obvious, the audience's comments are objective and true, and it shows the grace of our mainland literary and art workers. Comrades still need to work hard."
"As long as you make progress, just take your time!"
Fang Yurong comforted him and asked: "Hey, is there any relevant newspaper? Let me take a look."
"Yes, please get in the car first. We have to stay overnight for our flight in the evening. You two need to catch up on your sleep. Your body is the capital of revolution."
Chen Qi pulled the two of them into the car and went straight to the hotel.
Fang Yurong and Fu Jinggong were busy with their schedules and really wanted to rest, so they did not mention settling down separately.
…………
in the room.
Chen Qi was also very tired. A few hours before takeoff, he was really free and had nothing to worry about. He wanted to go to bed and lie down for a while, but he fell asleep as he lay down.
Li Wenhua looked at him silently, feeling suddenly distressed.
Ever since he entered Hong Kong, he has been like a fool, understanding nothing, unable to deal with anything, and relying on others to do everything. This kid is so talented in certain things that people often overlook his age.
He is only 21 years old!
Not even the legal age for marriage.
Li Wenhua is a direct descendant of Wang Yang, and he knows a little bit about the purpose of this trip. Come on, it is to earn foreign exchange! Putting such a heavy burden on a young man feels that his life has been in vain.
"..."
Li Wenhua watched for a long time, sighed, and walked out quietly to kill time by playing chess with Li Lianjie.
I don't know how long it took, but Chen Qi woke up in a daze. He looked out the window and saw that the sky was getting dark. He quickly looked at his Swiss-imported watch and saw four o'clock. He breathed a sigh of relief.
The flight is at 7pm.
It takes more than ten hours to go to Berlin and we will arrive tomorrow morning.
He washed his face, packed his luggage a long time ago, and walked around with nothing to do, so he simply went out and knocked on the door next door.
"who?"
"Sister, it's me!"
There was silence for a second, as if he was choked by the shamelessness. After a while, Gong Xue opened the door.
"What are you doing?"
"Watching TV, I have nothing to do."
"Is it convenient for me to go in?"
"inconvenient!"
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"oh!"
Chen Qi squeezed in and closed the door. Ge Chunyan had already left, leaving Gong Xue alone.
"What are you watching? "The Club of Thousand Kings and Heroes", I'm watching it too. It's a good show. You see, that person is named Zhou Runfa, that one is named Xie Xian, that one is named Wang Mingquan, and the screenwriter is named Wang Jing..."
He sat on the chair minding his own business and patted his thighs.
"What?"
"Make out, make out!"
Chen Qi pulled her over and asked her to sit on his lap. Gong Xue was shocked and struggled quickly, but her petite body was tightly held by two big hands, unable to move, and even her mouth was blocked.
"Well...well..."
"Xiao Chen...Xiao Chen...you are crazy again..."
She tried her best to dodge, finally took a breath, and said angrily: "Where is this place? Don't think that you can do whatever you want now that everyone has left!"
"I've just been busy for many days and miss you a little bit..."
Chen Qi buried his head on her shoulder, looking very tired. Gong Xue was startled and remembered what happened these days. He was in charge of everything, and the two of them didn't even have time to whisper.
"You didn't get some sleep and rest, so you still had to fly all night?"
She felt sorry for this little man again, stretched out her arms, and took the initiative to hug him.
"I went to bed. I just woke up and came to see you. Alas, I have a headache just thinking about having another show in Berlin. I also want to have a good rest."
"It's a pity that I don't know anything and can't help you."
"You can do it, I need to replenish energy now..."
Chen Qi raised his head and said with a smile: "Will you kiss me?"
"you!"
Gong Xue looked at him helplessly and lovingly, and said with a blushing face: "That's all you have to do to go around. This is Hong Kong. We are still alone in the room, and it will have a bad impact on others."
"Hong Kong doesn't care about this, capitalism is open..."
After Chen Qi finished speaking, he leaned in for a kiss again.
Gong Xue had no choice but to close her eyes and let him move. As she kissed her, she felt another tongue trying to poke its way in. This time she didn't hide, she gritted her teeth to prevent him from succeeding.
Chen Qi was experienced, he hugged her waist tightly with his right hand, and climbed up to her chest with his left hand. He only heard a squeak in his arms, and his whole body felt hot and soft.
The little tongues stir together.
"Ugh!"
A familiar feeling returns to the whole body. What's a kiss without smacking the tongue?
"..."
Gong Xue raised her head slightly, her head in confusion. She was wrapped in a feeling that she had never experienced before, but it was very comfortable.
Suddenly, she felt a chill on her neck and found that a button of her clothes had been unbuttoned. She panicked and quickly blocked it with her hands, then pushed it out: "Xiao Chen... Xiao Chen... no... no..."
"Let me go...I'm angry..."
Chen Qi then let go of her. He had absolutely no moral character and was still smiling.
"You're still laughing!"
"You can't go so far, I'm really angry!"
Annoyed and ashamed, Gong Xue pushed him away and stood up. Suddenly she was frightened by the knock on the door and fell into his arms again.
"Xiao Gong, have you packed up? It's time to leave."
"Okay...it'll be ready soon, I'll be down in a minute!"
"Have you seen Xiao Chen?"
"No!! Maybe he went downstairs!"
As the footsteps faded away, she stood up quickly and said, "Hurry up and leave... oh, hurry up and leave..."
Pulling him up and pushing him to the door, he opened the door first to explore, and then pushed him again. Chen Qi stayed still and said with a smile: "Kiss me and I'll leave."
"Tsk!"
Gong Xue had no choice but to kiss him before sending the grandson out.
The door was closed, but her heart was still beating. She touched her face, which was still hot, and felt a little scared: "I almost... almost made a mistake."
Chen Qi returned to the room and went downstairs with his luggage.
Hey, I didn’t use the condom... Forget it, I don’t have enough time anyway, so I have to do it for four, five, six, seven or eight hours!
Chapter completed!