President six and a half years old

The two did not continue their conversation for a while.

Yan Ye had a little makeup on his face from today's shoot and had to deal with it, so he told Qiu Ming that he took his clothes and dragged himself exhausted to take a shower.He usually takes a long time to take a bath, and today it is even longer. Lying in the bathtub softens his limbs, and it is rare for him to let himself go.

The people outside the house moved lightly, deliberately slowing down their pace, but Yan Ye knew that Qiu Ming must be leaning against the door.Qiu Ming didn't feel safe enough, he might still be a crying bag under his carefree appearance.

Yan Ye couldn't quite imagine Qiu Ming standing with other boys, just like the first time he saw Qiu Ming and Wu Jingxuan's names listed side by side on the trending search, he felt like he was in the wrong dimension.

When he came out of the bathroom, he saw Qiu Ming huddled on the sofa, glanced here slowly and didn't speak.

Even though he had promised Qiu Ming, Yan Ye needed time to digest it.He saw a little fluffy hair protruding from the top of the sofa for a while, and said, "Go to bed after taking a shower."

After finishing speaking, I went back to the room.

Qiu Ming followed his back and fixed his eyes on the door. Yan Ye didn't close the door, half-closed it, maybe he was afraid that he would think too much.Knowing that he is in a complicated mood and has to take care of other people's feelings, Qiu Ming is both benefited and distressed, and for the first time condemns himself for being heartless.

Why do you want him to worry about himself with peace of mind.

The private detective was given by Yan Li. Yan Ye counted the time difference and left a message to Yan Li to thank him.The information collected is almost the same, and it can roughly reveal which one is standing behind several entertainment media.Lin Gaoshan directly contacted the musician who had released albums with Qiu Ming several times at the same time.

He replied just after dealing with Yan Li, Yan Ye was somewhat surprised.This point should be in the morning on Yan Li's side. Yan Li is very busy during the day, and it is rare for him to reply so quickly.

Yan Li simply asked him if he was enough, and then sent a photo.

The entrance is a long table, with proper space between each seat, and the silver tableware is arranged in a polite manner.It's a dinner, but no one is actually eating in the photo.

The picture was taken from Yan Li's side, and Yan Li was not included.

Old Man: The fifth person on the right in the past was Luo Yong, chairman of Xingshui Group.

Yan Ye clicked on the big picture again, and his eyes focused on Luo Yong's face, a Mediterranean man.The woman sitting next to him tilted her head slightly and was listening to others, with her hands resting on the table and pinching a goblet.

Luo Wei.

Yan Ye stepped back slightly, leaning his back on the pillow, thinking about the meaning of Yan Li's words.

Yan Ye suspected the connection between Luo Yong and Luo Wei when he knew that the Xingyu Group was standing behind Luo Wei, but now it is only confirmed.I just don't know how close it is.Father and daughter?Yan Ye tried to find something in common on the faces of these two people who were not very similar... at least they were of the same age.

Yan Li stopped talking, and didn't say anything more.Yan Ye rubbed his head against the head of the bed, closed his eyes, and thought about whether to drop eye drops to rest his eyes, feeling quite tired.

Qiu Ming should go to take a shower, there is not much movement outside.

Yan Ye almost fell asleep lying down like this.

It was as if a trap had been set up at the door. As soon as Qiu Ming's foot crossed the line, Yan Ye opened his eyes, raised his head slightly, and looked at him leisurely.

Yan Ye laughed, "You want to attack me?"

"No." Qiu Ming squeezed without hiding, hugged the pillow behind him in front of him, and threw himself on the bed in three steps at a time. "I'm going to sleep with you today."

Yan Ye quickly moved aside to make room for Qiu Ming.Qiu Ming lay on the bed clutching the pillow, sighed comfortably when he got on the bed, stuck his buttocks out and didn't move.

"Go back and sleep by yourself." Yan Ye kicked him and said angrily.The door was left open because Qiu Ming would think too much, and he didn't intend to sleep with him.I have already filled my mind with his affairs, and I don't want to see him dangling in front of me.

"No." Qiu Ming moved, closed his eyes and moved to the other side of the bed, then turned his body, and looked straight at Yan Ye with his bent eyes.

"Ono, how long has it been since we slept together?"

"...Qiu Ming, what do you want to say?"

Yan Ye slowly came back to his senses, scratched his hair to dispel his drowsiness, and sighed faintly.

"come over."

The bed wasn't that big, when Yan Ye said this, he knelt up, supported the bed and moved forward, dragging Qiu Ming over.

"Say, go back to sleep by yourself after talking."

Yan Ye Taohua was quite serious when he was not smiling, and he used all his extra energy to dispel sleepiness, so he only slightly pursed his lips, like a parent who wakes up in the middle of the night to put his child to sleep.

Usually, when Yan Ye came so close, others would nod, but today Qiu Ming was stubborn here, without looking away, and even licked the corners of his mouth and laughed nonchalantly.

"No, I want to share a bed with you today."

What a pair of pure and fiery eyes.Yan Ye pinched Qiu Ming's chin, and furrowed his eyebrows indistinctly.

I don't know if it was because he suddenly caught a glimpse of Qiu Ming's thoughts, but Yan Ye felt that this kid was quite provocative.He suspected that he was the problem and was dazzled by thinking about it for too long.

Qiu Mingfei was very determined to sleep here, so Yan Ye let go of his hands and lay down by himself.He thought inexplicably and sadly that if Qiu Ming went farther and farther on this road, maybe the two of them would never have the chance to lie on the same bed in the future.

Qiu Ming got his wish, and groped in the corner while touching the pillow.

"How many of the songs I recorded today have you listened to?"

"... Only one song has been listened to."

I still don't know which brat I wrote that song for.

"Does it sound good?"

"……good."

Yan Ye was drowsy with his eyes closed, and he didn't notice that a piece of cold paper was pressed against his cheek.

"For you."

The paper smelt of perfume.

Yan Ye closed his eyes, put his hand over the envelope and grabbed Qiu Ming's wrist, and suddenly pushed Qiu Ming down on the bed.

Qiu Ming spent too long groping in the corner, making such a fuss that he went to bed late at night, and couldn't wake up the next morning, and the cycle went on and on.

Qiu Ming howled half-truthfully.

"Brother Ming, what time is it?" Yan Ye loosened his hand, took the envelope from Qiu Ming's hand, moved his legs on the bed, and sat down lazily on the edge of the bed.Pulling on the bedside lamp, "Go and turn off the headlight."

"Just fell asleep. Look, I didn't even have my cell phone." Qiu Ming rolled on the bed, hugged the pillow again, lay on the side and looked up at Yan Ye, "Turn off the lights later, you'll have to look at this for a long time."

Fragrance, pink envelope.Yan Ye weighed the thickness, and subconsciously licked his dry lips.

Needless to say, Qiu Ming, Yan Ye already knew what it was, and it was not once or twice that people around were begged by relatives and friends to send him love letters.

"Girls in your class, your name sounds nice."

I don't want to look too much, but it's not very polite.

Yan Ye patiently took out the letter paper and wrote seven or eight pages. He reads fast, and it doesn't take long to read from beginning to end.Su Wan also made a small bookmark and hid it in the envelope.

Sending a love letter is occasionally considered a very bad behavior, throwing it away is not good, and keeping it is not decent.But after all, it was a letter of heavy heart, even if Yan Ye didn't know who Su Wan was, he was somewhat moved after reading the attention he paid to him.He put the letter on the bedside table and planned to give it to Chai Zhiye tomorrow.

Qiu Ming was very nervous, and he couldn't say why, but Yan Ye didn't notice that he was nervous.

The nervous Qiu Ming rolled around on the bed again, answering Yan Ye's question perfunctorily.He saw Yan Ye took a stack of colored paper from the cabinet, turned it over with his fingertips, and folded a rose skillfully.

There are a bunch of these paper flowers in Yan Ye's cabinet, and Yan Ye will make paper flowers every time he wants to give away fan benefits.

Qiu Ming: "You send this flower back?"

"...No." Yan Ye really intended to do so, but he didn't know if he was moved by Su Wan's letter or what, but he always felt that this was not rigorous enough.

Yan Ye took another piece of colored paper, this time he took a book and put it on his lap, and drew a few light strokes with a pen.

"What?" Qiu Ming was taken aback for a moment, and after realizing it, he got up to see what Yan Ye had written.

Yan Ye raised his foot against Qiu Ming, quickly folded a piece of colored paper to block the content, and said in disgust, "Secret, you go to sleep, there are too many things to do."

Yan Ye refolded a flower, but did not show it to Qiu Ming. He took a paper bag from the cabinet and wrapped it up, and asked Qiu Ming to take it to Su Wan at school.He wasn't worried that Qiu Ming would take it apart secretly.Because Qiu Ming is very principled, even if he is curious about something that is really not shown to him, he will not move it.

Qiu Ming was curious for a long time, but Yan Ye didn't tell him what he wrote, and even mocked him that the girls in his class wrote much cleaner than him.

An angry Qiu Ming gave him a kick.

"Didn't you just fold a flower before, what did you write this time? Did you reject her?" Qiu Ming folded his arms and spoke righteously, "You tell Brother Ming first, otherwise how can Brother Ming comfort the Sports Committee?"

"Ghosts need comfort." Yan Ye was not polite. The two sentences he wrote were irrelevant, but it was better than nothing. "If you didn't bring it back, I probably wouldn't accept this kind of thing...don't turn off the lights yet."

The second half of the sentence was said in a very low voice, like a whisper.Yan Ye retreated into the bed after signing, and was so sleepy day and night.

"..."

Qiu Ming stepped over Yan Ye, didn't look at the envelope, and stared at the flower quietly for a while.He came back after turning off the lights, crawled to Yan Ye in the dark and called him, "Yan Ye."

"Sleep." The boy's hoarse and impatient moan came back to him.

The mind is in a trance, wandering on the edge of dreams every minute.After Qiu Ming came in, there was a lot of blah, blah, blah. Yan Ye wanted to urge him to sleep from the very beginning, but now he only wants him to be quiet.

I was slapped fiercely.

Qiu Ming hooked the tip of his nose with his fingers, twitched the corners of his mouth, and with a sticky smile, he stubbornly finished what he wanted to say.

"I won't help others get love letters for you in the future."

"..."

Yan Ye was so annoyed that he squinted his eyes in sleepiness.

The air conditioner indicator light was the only light source in the room, and Qiu Ming's entire face was blurred and shapeless in his vision.

"...Yeah." Yan Ye pulled his pajamas, pulled him off, and turned over with his arms and legs lying on him.

The tall boy seized the physical advantage, and when he was confused, he also crushed Qiu Ming to death.Qiu Ming hit his back on the bed, and hit the back of his head on the pillow. It didn't hurt or itch, and Yan Ye sprayed a cloud of mint-flavored moist wind on his neck.

"Shut up and sleep."