Bai Yueguang and the Little Wild Wolf[Entertainment]

Qiao remembers a saying that "the sky is afraid, the earth is afraid, and the rock band is afraid of singing slow songs". No one can get it out of his net.

How else would so many girls die for rock musicians—literally.

At this very moment, he also really wants to have an in-depth communication from body to soul, to warm his body that is soaked by rain and wind.

Qiao heard that the audience in front of them were all girls, and they were their fans after watching the video released by their resident bar.

At this time, there was a hoarse shout: "Broken Ball, you guys will definitely be popular! Definitely!!!"

Tang Fan said humbly: "Thank you"

Qiao exited quietly, and pulled Yu Nan who was shouting at the girls back into the car.

"How about it, do you want to sign them?"

Qiao once thought about a very dreamy future, that is, his studio signed Tang Fan's band, and he personally found a reliable agent and a reliable team to lead them. They are so hardworking, so talented and so good-looking. It will definitely be a hit.

But in reality, Yu Nan splashed him awake with a basin of ice-cold water.

"Ancestor, you can even reject the sketches you want to play, so where can you find a piece of rebelliousness to be a rock band?"

After Yu Nan finished speaking, he regretted it, maybe the freedom Qiao gave him was too much, so he let him speak to block it.

While Qiao was thinking, Tang Fan, who had been waiting patiently, came over and knocked on his car window.

The car window fell, and the lead singer outside looked a little affectionate like before, and put on a cool expression like a creditor: "Why, you still have to learn from Dayu."

"You said, if you control the flood, you will be treated?" Qiao looked at the sky outside the window, knowing when the rain had stopped, he smiled, pulled down the scarf, hooked Tang Fan's neck and gave him a kiss.

Tang Fan no longer hesitated, pulled the back seat and got into the car.

The other brothers were also polite and stuffed things into Yunan's trunk.

Yunan only thought that he would come to meet the bridge, and that he would also be responsible for being the driver for his boyfriend and his boys, driving a car he usually used for going out, with enough seats.

"Excuse me, sit down in the car, and I will lend you the car, and I will take a taxi back by myself." His attitude and tone are very sincere, and he really likes a group of boys.

Milk fiddled with the drenched forehead outside, and said, "It's okay, the subway is next door, we can still catch the last shift."

After speaking, he waved his hand and ran to the subway station with several other brothers.

Yunan closed the car window, and just about to tell the passenger to fasten his seat belt when he got on the bridge, he saw him push open the door and slip into the back seat.

Does he really become a driver?

"Let's go."

Yunan sighed and reminded: "There are towels in the bag next to it."

Qiao took it out and wiped Tang Fan's hair. He returned the cropped hair, which was easy to deal with.

After wiping it clean, Qiao put his hand on his knee and grabbed his hand. Tang Fan struggled and dodged, his trembling fingers were pinched in the palm of his hand.

"Hey."

What is Qiao’s tragic performance experience? The worst experience was when it rained at a gala, but there were tens of thousands of enthusiastic audiences in the audience, which was enough to burn all the enthusiasm. A towel brought hot soup over to take care of him, which is much better than what Tang Fan experienced today.

And what distressed him the most was the normality worth mentioning for them.

Qiao couldn't figure out what he should say now, when Tang Fan suddenly whispered in his ear: "One way."

"Ah, are you going to the University City?" Yu Nan said, "This is the right direction."

Tang Fan finally understood what a lie snowballed. He thought he could continue sewing, so he said, "Move."

He told Yunan the new address, please relocate him.

Qiao asked, "Why did you move suddenly?"

Tang Fan said: "Because of some reasons, the original owner can continue to rent to us."

Qiao continued to ask questions, but raised his eyebrows slightly.

The new address is far from the city center, a wrong real estate, the development group is well-known.

When Yu Nan first arrived, he boasted: "Wrong, you are well-developed, you can live here."

Tang Fan responded, and kept his expressive cool expression from the beginning to the end.

It was too troublesome for foreign vehicles to get in, so Yu Nan could only put them on the side of the road. There were a lot of musical instruments, and it was too hard to move them together. Just as Yu Nan wanted to ask him to act as a mover again, he saw Lin Meigui also coming home from get off work.

"End?" Lin Meigui trotted over, and after seeing clearly the figure beside Tang Fan, she immediately took out her mobile phone to send messages, "Broken love, just in need of comfort from an idol."

Qiao half of his face was hidden under the scarf again, only his eyes bent into crescent moons were exposed.

After waiting for a few minutes, the girl in teddy bear pajamas ran out from the gate, followed by his father and mother who were out of breath.

"Idol, you really look good on me! My parents have always liked you after watching your sketches, and they chased me out to chase stars."

Never imagined that in the dead of night, a small fan meeting would be held outside the gate of the community.

Qiao said hello to the elders, and then the idol was for nothing, and the fan family acted as a porter for him to bring the pair of musical instruments home.

After they got home, Milk San also arrived.

He took the supper brought back from outside and threw it on the table in the living room.

Milk grabbed the disposable chopsticks from the table, and grabbed Qiao's sleeve with the other hand: "Brother Qiao, look, what are you looking at!"

Qiao Xin said, can I still recognize the chopsticks?

"The testimony of our miserable life for a period of time, you know, after recording the show, he started to play big names, and no longer cooks, we can only order takeout..."

Qiao's expression was rather shocked. He felt that Tang Fan should like cooking very much. When he was abroad, he also cooked almost every time by himself, and rarely ordered fast food.

He suddenly realized that his cool guy boyfriend was actually not as calm and composed as he seemed.

A hint of impatience flashed across Tang Fan's face, "You can still die if you eat some takeaway."

After speaking, he went back to his room and took Qiao's handbag by the way.

Qiao followed and saw him open his bag.

The bag was quite big, so Tang Fan first thought of the pajamas or toiletries that Qiao would bring inside. He didn't want to rummage through the bag, but wanted to take some things out so that Qiao could get ready to rest.

Yet he did see something, and something he wanted to see.

body lubricant.

All the negative emotions on his face were swept away, he looked at the bridge with the transparent bottle, and subtly uttered a monophonic word: "Oh."

The ending sound rises, which is very beating.

Qiao's expression was stiff, but his face quickly heated up.

When he came to Tang Fan for the first time, his mind was full of romantic affairs, and then he also made up his mind to deal with it.Although he looks like a dog on weekdays, he doesn't care about love, eating fast and chanting Buddha. His ideal love must be related to love-things and sex.

In short, just hold back and get things done.

He turned off the light, went over enthusiastically and threw Tang Fan down.

The describable things that he thought about a second before rushing forward, but when he hugged his body in his arms, he felt a strong sense of longing and belonging rushing to his heart and brain, screaming and rushing out of his eyes .

He managed to tell Tang Fan what he was going through, he was older than Tang Fan, and he claimed to be well-informed, how could he use some nonsense to disturb his boyfriend's free soul.

He buried his face next to Tang Fan's neck in a coquettish gesture.

Any words, Tang Fan also understood, the palm of his hand fell on his back and stroked gently.

Qiao expresses his longing very straightforwardly.

"I miss you, and I'm sorry."

"Me too, but I'm sorry."

Qiao You was crying, he took a deep breath to control his emotions, and when he touched Tang Fan's soft and cold lips in the dark, he couldn't control it anymore.

At the moment of emotion, the soul is like fireworks in winter, scorching hot and unstoppable.

The two burst, explode, and gnaw on the bed.

Half an hour later, Qiao opened the blurred eyes and turned on the light. The moment the light came on, he just saw Tang Fan pull down the clothes that had been pushed to his chest, and then rolled over and got off the bed.

"I'm going to take a shower."

wash wash wash.

The two returned home by hand, preparing for the next hard dishes.

One bedroom has its own bathroom, which Tang Fan also uses.

He turned on the light and walked into the bathroom, the first thing he saw was an ambiguous mark on his neck, the bridge teeth were sharp, and the bite was heavy, which made him very depressed, and he enjoyed it while being depressed.

Qiao has a restrained and forbearing character in every aspect, from laughing to crying, the more he looks, the more out of control he looks, the more fascinated he is.

After taking a shower, he stood in front of the mirror in a daze.

Qiao waited for a long time, and the bed was completely cool.

Hearing the sound of water in the bathroom, he opened the bathroom door and entered, hugging Tang Fan's too thin waist from behind.

"What are you doing? Why are you in a daze? I still need to wash."

Tang Fan only had eyes for the bottle of body lubricant that he brought in from outside, and he said in a calm but somewhat tangled tone, "I wanted to do it myself, but it's ok, you do it."

Standing behind him, Qiao understood the meaning of his words for the first time, and didn't understand until he saw his erratic eyes.

oooooooo!

He heard his brain and lower body screaming, completely reduced to a lower body animal.

And take a fart shower, my brother is clean.

The question of who gets on and who gets off finally has an answer, but the following process is not pleasant.

Tang Fan stood there like a plaster figure waiting to be painted, no matter how Qiao tried to do something, he would give some response, even kisses could no longer make his eyes fascinated.

Eventually the bridge also gave up.

"Calculate."

They switch places.