I'm tired of love

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

Just when Fang Jiyun fully reacted, Fang Jiyu let go of his mouth, moved his face to his ear, and said softly: "I know you, and I still have feelings for me, I am satisfied."

Magnetic whispers, scorching breath, diffuse.

Then, Fang Jiyu took two steps back, looked again at Fang Jiyun, who was flushed and short of breath, then turned and walked towards the door in a good mood.

Fang Jiyun, on the other hand, leaned halfway on the dressing table, remembering the kiss just now, and seeing his brother who had already walked to the door, he suddenly became angry.

Just when Fang Jiyun was about to yell, Yu Ling came back to the door and bumped into Fang Jiyu.

"You are?" Yu Ling looked at Fang Jiyu, wondering why this person came out of the dressing room.

Fang Jiyu extended his right hand politely: "Hello, my name is Fang Jiyu, and I am the elder brother of this runner-up."

"Brother?" Yu Ling was a little surprised, and looked at Fang Jiyun inside, looking for an answer.

As soon as Fang Jiyun saw Yu Ling, he tried to calm down his anger, and shouted at Yu Ling: "Brother Yu Ling, ignore him, he is just crazy! Come in quickly."

"Oh..." Although Yu Ling was confused, she could only listen to Fang Jiyun's words, and walked into the dressing room from Fang Jiyu's side instead.

Fang Jiyu shyly withdrew his right hand, turned his head, and stared at Fang Jiyun firmly: "Xiaoyun, this time, I will not let you leave me again!"

After finishing speaking, Fang Jiyu strode out of the dressing room.

Every word and sentence of his brother made Fang Jiyun even more angry. What did he mean by that?

Won't let him go, torture him again?

Fang Jiyun wiped his lips vigorously, then clenched his fists.

No!He must never be deceived by him again!

"He...is really your brother?" Yu Ling, who came over, asked again.

Fang Jiyun glanced at the direction of the door, and said coldly: "It used to be, but it's not anymore."

Yu Ling still couldn't figure it out, but he didn't ask anymore. A big smile suddenly appeared on his face, and he said excitedly: "Fang Jiyun, the matter of the name has been settled! I said you used a stage name, your real identity It’s only because I haven’t obtained a replacement certificate that I made such a bad move!”

"Then they won't pursue it? They won't tell the police what happened, right?" Fang Jiyun was a little worried.

"No!" Yu Ling was full of confidence, "You are so popular now, they are begging you to sign a contract. They said that when signing the contract, it is enough to write down your real name and stage name. However, you still have to find time Go get the real ID card back!"

"Does that mean I have to go to the place where the registered permanent residence is located?" Fang Jiyun made a bitter face.

"Yes! Huh? Are you from another place?" Yu Ling was surprised.

Fang Jiyun sighed: "It's not far, it's in Yaozhou."

"Oh, that's okay, I'll go there when I arrange the itinerary for you!" Yu Ling was very happy, "Now, we're busy, hehe."

As soon as he heard the word "busy", Fang Jiyun slumped his shoulders.

Once he signed a contract with the TV station, how would he go to find Murong?

This is not the result he wants at all.

What Fang Jiyun didn't expect was that when Fang Jiyu kissed him just now, Murong Shaoxuan was actually standing at the door.

However, Murong Shaoxuan chose to remain silent and chose to leave.

When the corpse cat arrived at the gate of Gujiang TV Station, Murong Shaoxuan had already walked out.

"Huh? Little Xuanzi, didn't you find Xiao Yunyun?" The corpse cat jumped on Murong Shaoxuan's shoulder, wondering.

However, Murong Shaoxuan didn't show any expression, and continued to walk, saying in his mouth lightly: "He's doing well now, let him think we're not here."

Uh... for some reason, the corpse cat could hear a trace of sadness in Murong Shaoxuan's words.

Therefore, the corpse cat didn't continue to question, and obediently jumped into Murong Shaoxuan's hat, and went to take a nap.

Then Fang Jiyu, who left the TV station, got into his white car and drove away.

When the car passed by Murong Shaoxuan, the hair band on Murong Shaoxuan's forehead and the hem of the cloak fluttered with the wind.

The people inside the car are full of energy, while the people outside the car are alone.