President six and a half years old

The distant voice passed through the receiver, submissively.

Wu Jingxuan coughed violently and searched for water glasses all over the room, only to barely stop the coughing.

"Really sick?"

"Is Dong Ge here? Let Dong Ge answer the phone."

Wu Jingxuan hurriedly grabbed the phone and changed places, intentionally or unintentionally away from Lin Dong's location: "He's not here, he's not sick. He was choked."

"The nasal voice is very heavy." The other person broke him down.

"..."

"I have taken medicine."

"Didn't you come here to coax me?"

Wu Jingxuan, who was embarrassingly unwilling to admit the rebellious child a second ago, took a breath, his nose sore.

"I just want to hear a few words from you."

People always have minor illnesses and pains throughout the year. Wu Jingxuan thinks that he eats and sleeps seriously and behaves well.It's only time to get sick again.Perhaps because of his illness, the voices of people who don't usually act like a baby have softened a lot.

Yan Ye gave a low laugh, "Okay."

Both intentionally or unintentionally avoided the matter of losing their temper, and directly turned over it.Wu Jingxuan first listened to Yan Ye talking about what he was up to recently and what he ate, and then he talked about the reaction to "Yu Qian".

When Wu Jingxuan was sleepy and wanted to rest, Yan Ye said, "Are you really not coming?"

"..." Wu Jingxuan turned over there, looked for things in the cabinet, and searched for everything.

"No, I'm not his fan, why take that seat if I have nothing to do? Besides, doesn't he have a concert at the end of the year?"

"The company arranged for you to help out at the end of the year."

"I'll go if the company doesn't arrange it." Wu Jingxuan sighed: "I'm not hiding from Qiu Ming. Demon is here. I'm on the plane tonight, and I have to have dinner with my teacher."

"Demon?"

Yan Ye was quite surprised.This is a group that Wu Jingxuan particularly likes, if it is because they went, it is understandable that Wu Jingxuan did not come.

Wu Jingxuan hummed.

Yan Ye's brows twitched, but Wu Jingxuan's awkwardness these days is also true.He didn't say much, and hung up the phone after telling Wu Jingxuan to rest.In any case, it was a matter between two other people, and he was always not good at picking up mice.

The fact that Wu Jingxuan didn't come really made Qiu Ming panic for a long time, he didn't care to disturb Yan Ye, and the training went out of tune from time to time.At night, he reverted to his old ways and entangled Yan Ye and never let him go.

Yan Ye guessed what Wu Jingxuan said to appease Qiu Ming, but he was in a hurry for the meeting, so he really didn't have time to care about him.

"...Okay, let's use Sister Fang's plan, and Sister Qingqing will cooperate with Sister Fang."

In the video, the boy has half a handsome face and a serious face. He glances in other directions from time to time, and his voice pauses every time he glances.

The staff wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, and when Yan Ye didn't order them, they pinched their thighs and didn't laugh out loud.When Yan Ye announced that the meeting was over, he immediately switched to the group to send messages.

"It must be Qiu Mingming!"

"Mingming must be in the boss' room!"

"How do I see these two kids getting more and more loving!"

"Isn't Qiu Mingming going to be active right away? Still running around?"

"I guess Mingming messed up the boss's stuff!"

"I feel sorry for the little boss, and Qiu Mingming suffers from obsessive-compulsive disorder."

"I can't bear to delay it for too long, I just spoke at 1.5 times the speed!"

In Nuoda's room, the boy was lying on the bed playing games with pillows under his chest, his legs spread out from the end of the bed.

Yan Ye closed his notebook, and walked to the bed in three steps at a time.

Qiu Ming listened to all directions, Yan Ye shouted without raising his head, "Don't worry, brother Ming's round is almost over."

The corner of Yan Ye's mouth twitched, and without pulling Qiu Ming's earphones, he turned Qiu Ming over, picked him up sideways, and threw him to the ground.

"How many times have I told you not to crawl around without a shower?"

When Yan Ye thought of how much sweat Qiu Ming had sweated in the training room, he hated it, not to mention the red sweater that was clean in the morning was now crumpled by him.

Qiu Ming's buttocks were on the ground, and he moved his cross to sit in a good position, concentrating on beating.He automatically ignored Yan Ye's Mai Tai, "Would you like a game? I'll take you."

Yan Ye took out his clothes to take a shower, but ignored him.Walking to the door of the bathroom, he suddenly frowned and glanced at the lazily lying boy next to the bed, and lightly pressed his tongue against his cheek.

In fact, Qiu Ming stopped being clingy after entering junior high school, but recently he suddenly became clingy again.Every time he got close to the air, it became sticky, not the same as the sticky one when he was a child.Occasionally it made Yan Ye uncomfortable.

Chase him back after showering.

That being said, Yan Ye takes a long time in the bath.When he came out, Qiu Ming lay on his bed again, this time he changed into a fluffy nightgown, his hair was half-dried, and his whole body smelled of dry lemon.

Seeing that he played another game, Yan Ye sighed in his heart, and temporarily gave up his plan to drive people away.He went to the side to dry his hair, and when the sound of the hair dryer stopped, he seemed to hear Qiu Ming say something.

Yan Ye turned off the sound, put away the hair dryer, and turned to look at Qiu Ming.

Qiu Ming turned his attention back to the game.

Did the hair dryer hit him or something?

Yan Ye stared at the pink color on the tip of Hui Qiuming's ear.

"It's almost done after this game, and I have to get up early tomorrow. I can't play anymore."

Yan Ye took a book and sat on the bed, and said something by the way.

"Ah."

Qiu Ming did not start a new round after playing this round, and changed his position to lie down and check Weibo.He is used to going to bed late and can't fall asleep too early.The two played their own games, and when it was time, Qiu Ming got up and walked back to his room.

Yan Ye's reading efficiency was very high. When Qiu Ming got up, he suddenly drew his attention from the book and stared at the door for a while.

I really wanted to ask before, why did Qiu Ming keep holding the key card of his room?

The fan meeting was very ostentatious, and Qiu Ming's supporting photos were everywhere in the G area.They rented a small venue to ensure that fans who came to the meeting could interact with Qiu Ming at close range.

Qiu Ming was pulled up early in the morning to clean up, and even Yan Ye was dragged over.Yan Ye didn't need to go on stage, he didn't bother to put on makeup, he lay lazily on the sofa in the lounge, his early morning head pondered dully why he was here.

Qiu Ming's facial features are already flamboyant and exquisite, and after putting on makeup, it's like scratching the tip of a person's heart in the blink of an eye.The make-up artist was a young girl, she took a deep breath while applying, and her face was flushed red.

This mother is still a child!Are you a beast!

The makeup artist roared in his heart, and his hands became more and more light-hearted, prolonging the very fast process for a long time.

Qiu Ming was manipulated by others, fell asleep and woke up again, and finished one long doze after another on the chair.When he woke up again, he was covered with a small blanket, and the room was empty.The boy in the makeup mirror is well-behaved and frivolous, like a flower bud that grows quietly at midnight.

They prepared early, and they didn't expect to finish it early, so they reserved time for Qiu Ming to rest.The style of the stage suit on his body is quite different from his private server, it is a European-style irregular suit.Qiu Ming was quite satisfied, the stylist finally didn't prepare any stupid overalls for him.

Stretching, Qiu Ming grabbed the blanket that almost slipped off his body.He walked around the house in a circle, and slammed on the sofa with half-moving eyes.In the empty room, the rapid heartbeat was very clear.

People who are busy flying all the year round have the special ability to sleep on the spot.Yan Ye's head was resting on a pillow, his body curled up awkwardly on the sofa, his long legs had no place to rest, they were dangling in the air, and he stepped loosely on the small bench.Today is not his field, Yan Ye came out wearing a short white shirt.

In his sleep, Yan Ye reached out and scratched the skin scratched by the collar, and the v-neck was pulled out obliquely, exposing half of the collarbone.The sun shone on Yan Ye's face, and he frowned unconsciously.

Qiu Ming walked to the sofa and helped Yan Ye block the light impartially.

It was too quiet in the room.

Qiu Ming's fiery gaze rested on Yan Ye's face for a while, he seemed to be able to hear the beating frequency of the pulse on Yan Ye's arm, and he could also hear the sound of Yan Ye's blood flowing.Not knowing if this was normal, Qiu Ming bit his lower lip to forcefully divert his attention.Then he went to the window and closed the curtains, and took the baseball cap that was on the table that he brought out in the morning.

Qiu Ming squatted down beside the sofa, and carefully put the baseball cap on Yan Ye's head.He stared at this face that was haunting thousands of fans for a long time, and moved forward in a strange way.

Yan Ye's eyelashes trembled slightly, as if he had noticed the movement.Qiu Ming watched him silently for a while, but he still didn't wake up.

who cares.Qiu Ming thought.

He moved forward piously, and kissed Yan Ye's chin superficially, but he didn't dare to kiss anywhere else.

The baseball cap was securely put on Yan Ye's head, firmly covering the sunlight.Qiu Ming didn't stay any longer, and walked out of the lounge lightly, covering his red ears to find the toilet.

The lounge of the small venue has seen its age, and no matter how lightly Qiu Ming moved, there was a creaking sound when the door closed.The baseball cap blocked half of Yan Ye's face, and only the sound of the air conditioner could be heard in the quiet lounge.

A slender hand slowly moved upwards, grabbing the brim of the hat, revealing Yan Ye's handsome face.The boy pressed his jacket and sat up from the sofa with a complicated expression.His eye sockets are deep, and the curved peach blossom eyes are erotic and deep. At this moment, he is staring at the door of the lounge, and there is something messy in his dark pupils.

After a long time, he lightly touched his chin: "...fuck."

Yan Ye scratched his loose hair, got up and walked towards the makeup mirror.Quite handsome looked at himself in the makeup mirror alone, the light orange mark on his chin was very conspicuous on his fair skin.

"……"idiot.

The pulp of his finger wiped the mark fiercely, and the entire chin was dyed orange.Yan Ye's body was like a string of firecrackers, and every place exploded from head to toe.I have to find something to cover up the evidence left by others.

He patrolled around with his eyes, and only found half a bottle of water, who drank the rest.

The severe cleanliness Mr. Yan struggled repeatedly, took out a tissue to catch the water, and wiped viciously on his chin.It was the first time that he was so rude to his face that was going to be on camera, the light orange halo marks melted when touched with water, but Yan Ye's chin flushed red with his rubbing force.

"..."

Yan Ye stared at his face blankly, troubled for the first time by his extraordinary charm.