The famous utensil of the superstar

After taking his body temperature and taking a tranquilizer, Qi Feng's condition finally stabilized. Although he still had a low fever, the previous surge of emotion finally subsided.

He was lying on the bed with a velvet and satin pillow on his head, his face pale as if he had just recovered from a serious illness.

The servant next to him helped him choke the quilt, and the personal doctor took off the stethoscope and sighed, "Master, did you not carry the Suxiao Jiuxin Pill close to your body as I ordered?"

Qi Feng raised his eyebrows indifferently, and shook his head expressionlessly, "I don't need this kind of thing."

"No need? You have to come here several times a month, and each time is more serious than the last time. You are only 28 years old, and the load on your heart has already surpassed that of other people who are 40 years old. If you don't bring medicine with you, in case One day it will happen again, and the heart will go into sudden arrest, but even my life will not be saved."

"Doctor Zhang, as I said before, I don't have a heart attack, it's just a minor ailment, and I don't need to mobilize people like this."

Qi Feng seemed to be talking about others, his expression was indifferent, and his tone didn't fluctuate, as if he didn't take his illness seriously.

The doctor paused, and his expression became ashamed and anxious, "I'm sorry, young master... I'm not good at medicine. After so many years of research, I can't find out your cause. I can only relieve your symptoms but can't cure the root cause. I... I'm very sorry. Ashamed."

Qi Feng waved his hand, "This is not your problem. If genetic diseases are so easy to cure, they would have been cured as early as Grandpa's generation."

"Doctor Zhang, I'm a little tired, thank you for your hard work today."

He rubbed his brows in disgust, looking very tired. After seeing off the doctor, a hale and hearty old man with white beard and hair walked in with a cane, followed by a Taoist priest in a black robe with a fairy face Road bone.

"Grandpa." Qi Feng raised his body and wanted to get out of bed to salute, but was stopped by the old man, "Don't move around, you are still sick, let Daoist Sun show you."

This kind of thing has happened too many times. Since Qi Feng's adolescence in his teens, Daoist Sun has been a frequent visitor to his house.

It is said that this old man is very good. He is the direct descendant of Chongyang real person in Baiyun temple in Ming Dynasty. Once the real person helped Zhu Yuanzhang to refine the elixir. years.

When Old Master Qi was suffering from a strange disease, it was this Taoist priest who helped save his life. It can be said that he was a great benefactor of the Qi family.

Sun Daozhang felt his pulse, and he didn't speak for a long time. Qi Feng looked at him talking, and knew what the old man would say without guessing.

"Master Qi, is there any other discomfort during this illness?"

Qi Feng actually didn't believe in these feudal superstitions at all, but because of his grandpa's face, he could only casually say, "No, it's still the same as before, like taking aphrodisiacs, the whole body is hot and lusty, but relieved If you don’t come out, your body seems to be filled with hot oil, and when it boils to the extreme, your heart rate will become unbalanced, your limbs will become weak, and sometimes you will faint.”

Daoist Sun stroked his goatee, his brows were tightly frowned, and Mr. Qi beside him was terrified, "Daoist, what is Xiaofeng's situation now, and how long can he last?"

"30 years old, up to 30 years old." Sun Daochang sighed and stretched out three fingers.

"The young master's strange illness is not the same as your master back then. You were strong and vigorous at that time, and it was naturally relieved after you found your wife. However, Xiaofeng has been sexually cold since he was a child, and his lust is too shallow. Emotion is already very difficult, not to mention when it comes to the onset, the meridians of the lower plate are blocked, and the yang energy cannot be leaked out, and over time, it will definitely die suddenly before the age of 30."

Hearing this, the old man's face became very serious, and he glanced at Qi Feng, who was looking normal next to him, frowning, "Daoist, is there a solution? I'm just this precious grandson, Daoist, you have to keep him no matter what." My son is dead, I don’t want to experience a white-haired man sending a black-haired man again.”

Sun Daochang shrugged helplessly, "I can only find a suitable furnace as soon as possible, this is the only way, unfortunately..."

"It's just too easy to find a stove, isn't it enough to get married as soon as possible?"

"It's different."

Daoist Sun stroked his beard in secret, "First of all, Lu Ding must be born in a cloudy year, which is already very rare. In addition, Xiaofeng's condition is much more complicated than yours back then. It is also difficult to make him emotional, so this furnace must also ensure that it can arouse Xiaofeng's affection."

"Ordinarily, if the host meets a suitable furnace body, it will respond, but even if Yi Xiaofeng meets him with his current physique... I'm afraid it will be difficult to be emotional. This is difficult..."

"Daoist, you just said that if I meet a suitable stove, I will react, so if someone can make me hard, what does it mean?" Qi Feng suddenly interrupted him, his eyes were deep, with a trace of After exploring and pondering, Luo Qiubai's ordinary face suddenly appeared in his head.

Daoist Sun froze for a moment, then his eyes lit up, "Is this true?"

"This is terrible. Young master, where did you meet such a person? She is probably your destined one. Do you have her birth date? Hurry up and show me."

The doomed cauldron...?Just because of that guy's bland appearance?

Qi Feng frowned slightly, still in disbelief, and after pondering for a moment, he shook his head, "I'm just saying that if I didn't meet such a person."

Old Master Qi and Daoist Sun were a little discouraged when they heard this. Seeing Qi Feng's indifferent look, they were anxious but didn't dare to provoke him anymore.

"Master, don't worry too much. Now that the level of medical treatment is so advanced, maybe you don't need to follow the method of dual cultivation of yin and yang, and your illness can be cured. I'll go back and look through the manuscripts left by my ancestors, and maybe I can find some flavors." The medicine to help you relieve Yang Qi."

Daoist Sun put down his Taoist robe, brushed off his sleeves, said a few words of comfort to the old man, and turned to leave.

At this time, Qi Feng suddenly turned his head and called him in a low voice, "Master Dao, is there any kind of person or drug in this world that can arouse other people's emotions by changing their voice, even a sexual frigidity like mine?" Can you be easily moved?"

"Xiaofeng, what are you talking about? I think you are confused. If there was such a medicine, grandpa would have found it for you a long time ago. Why do you have to wait until now?" Mr. Qi couldn't help but sighed. But he didn't look at Qi Feng jokingly.

Daoist Sun hesitated for a moment, stroked his beard, and spoke slowly after a while, "Actually, it's not true, it's just that most people don't believe it."

"How do you say that?" Qi Feng pursed his lips.

"I don't know if the young master has heard of a joke handed down from ancient times. It is said that since the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States period, there has been a book of Fengyue in the market, which records all the stunning beauty with famous utensils. Now people say that the ancient four The big beauties and the four beauties are actually people with famous weapons. There is a famous weapon recorded in the Fengyue Book, which is very similar to what you said, young master, but this stuff is at most a legend. In the end of the 21st century Or not, I don't know."

"What do you mean? This instrument can also seduce people's hearts through sound?" Qi Feng looked at him suspiciously, feeling as if he had heard something from the Arabian Nights.

He received an orthodox aristocratic education since he was a child, and was a top student who graduated from a world-class university, so he couldn't believe such an anti-scientific thing.

Sun Daozhang stroked his beard and laughed, "The rumors are like this. It is said that in ancient times, there was a famous utensil called Furong hook. Its voice was like that of a mermaid. , the powerful ones will even become emotional instantly. However, now this kind of bloodline is estimated to have been assimilated with the integration of the nation, that is, it may appear in the novel."

"Speaking of which, if Fu Ronggou is still alive now, I would rather let her sing a bed tune to you, young master. Your illness may be cured by then."

Daoist Sun made a joke, shook his Taoist robe and stepped out of the room. Mr. Qi got up to send him off, leaving only Qi Feng in the room for a while.

"Stove... Furong hook?" He murmured, thinking of Luo Qiubai's voice, it seemed that there still remained in his bones the feeling of swelling emotions.

There were two "dong dong", the door knocked, and the housekeeper pushed the door in with a stack of documents.

"Master, the person you asked me to investigate already has the results."

"His name is Luo Qiubai. He is a young actor who is not a third-tier actor. Now he is an artist under the CapitaLand Entertainment Company. He only makes a living by acting and filming commercials."

Qi Feng flipped through the documents while listening, and the records were extremely detailed, from the date of birth to measurements, from family background to the timing of each announcement. When the "big client" arranged by the company raped X, his brows frowned unconsciously.

Seeing that his expression was wrong, the housekeeper asked in a low voice, "Master, do you need to block him?"

Qi Feng raised his eyebrows and looked at him without saying a word, staring at Luo Qiubai's date of birth, the fifteenth day of the seventh lunar month, the Ghost Festival, isn't it a very cloudy day.

Is this the so-called providence?

He lifted the quilt and got off the bed, revealing his strong and strong chest, picked up a shirt and put it on, "Prepare the car, I'm going out for a while, and I'll tell Capita Entertainment that I've made a decision on Luo Qiubai."

When he came out of the bathroom, Luo Qiubai was wearing a white bath towel, and his hair was still stained with water.

The lights in the studio were dazzling, and all the staff were busy, lighting boards, radios, cameras...everything was ready to be in place.

The director waved at Luo Qiubai, "It's time for you to come out, throw away the towel quickly."

Luo Qiubai sneezed, rubbed the tip of his red nose, and reluctantly took off the bath towel, wearing only a tight pink underwear.

Many little girls around blushed immediately, and a few bold ones laughed and joked, "Qiu Bai, you're so cute in this color, I really want to fall over you."

Gentleman Luo Qiubai smiled, "Please don't use the word cute to describe me as handsome."

A group of people around couldn't help laughing, and the entire advertising crew liked him, a young actor who was dedicated and willing to endure hardships.

Talking and laughing happily with others, in fact Luo Qiubai was not happy at all.

This is the advertising endorsement of a well-known international underwear brand. This season is going to focus on the sexy market, so I designed a whole set of pink series. In Luo Qiubai's words, such a small piece of fabric is tight and tight, and the buttocks on the back are also searched I searched for Cool Breeze, but I really didn't see any interesting effects.

But Li Jinxin doesn't think so. After finally winning the endorsement of a well-known brand, he certainly won't let it go easily. Holding the company's ten-year contract and forcing him to shoot this kind of advertisement with liquidated damages, the filming officially started. , This person doesn't know where he went.

Luo Qiubai was alone, without an assistant, shivering from the cold, lying naked on a snow-white blanket, and when the light was turned on, the foreign director next to him began chattering excitedly.

It probably means to praise him for his good figure, and his skin can be photogenic BLABLABLA without any modification...

Luo Qiubai sneered in his heart, and didn't think it was a good word.

For an actor, it's okay to not show his face at all in a commercial, and he still has to expose his body to eat, which is not a glorious thing.

However, he is very serious about everything. Since he agreed to shoot, he will not show any temper even if he is reluctant, and cooperates with every action of the director seriously and professionally.

At this time, the field manager brought a pure white kitten out of nowhere, and fell into Luo Qiubai's arms like a ball of chubby wool, the fur pricked him a little itchy.

He quickly grabbed the little guy, holding up two front paws with pink pads as if he was holding a baby, and stared at it. The kitten let out a "meow~" and stretched out its soft He licked his fingers with his tongue, and swept his belly with a flick of his little tail.

Itching all over his body, he couldn't help but fell back on the long wool blanket, laughing muffledly, one slender leg curled up naturally, outlining a round buttocks curve on the side.

When he smiles, the whole person will naturally exude amorous feelings.

At this time, no one noticed that the door of the studio was pushed open at some point, and Qi Feng, who was strolling over with his pockets on his hands, just happened to see the whole scene in his eyes.