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Chapter 3 #朱年CP#

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Song Tingyi was awakened by the heat.

Southern Yunnan is not considered cold in December, but the south has a unique dampness, even if the temperature has been hovering around ten degrees, it can still make you jump in the cold.

He lifted the quilt lightly, exposing his arms to the air.

The central air conditioner gently sends heat to the room.He remembered that he adjusted the temperature to 26°C before going to bed last night, which should be just right for sleeping.

He raised his hand and wiped the thin sweat from his forehead. Just as he was about to rub it to the side, he stretched out one leg under the quilt, when a hand suddenly stretched out from the side and fished him back.

When his back hit the hot chest, Song Tingyi suddenly realized why he was so hot this morning.

Luo Yao's hot breath sprayed on the side of Song Tingyi's neck like this, and the hand was placed on his waist, and the hot palm was stuck to his lower abdomen like this.

Song Tingyi closed his eyes, trying to suppress the natural physiological reaction of waking up in the morning.

You shouldn't have agreed to sleep with him.he thinks.

last night.

Song Tingyi came out of the bathroom wiping his wet hair, Luo Yao was sitting on the sofa reading the script.

The script was printed into a paper version, and Luo Yao divided them into many piles and piled them up on the table to form a hill.He was frowning and staring at a place repeatedly at the moment.

Ever since Luo Yao came back from the set, he seemed to be in a bad mood. He took a shower without saying a word, and sat there reading the script. Except for drinking a glass of water during the period, he hardly moved.

Song Tingyi wisely didn't disturb Luo Daxing's work, stood in front of the mirror and dried his hair. After applying toner, he went into the bedroom and closed the door to make a video call with his children.

It seemed that because he had never been away from Song Tingyi for so long, the kid spent a long time moaning on the phone until 10:30, when Song Tingyi urged his aunt to take him to bed.

The video call had just hung up, and before he had time to dim the phone screen, the bedroom door was pushed open.

Luo Yao came in with an electric toothbrush in his mouth and brushed his phone, sitting on the side of the bed naturally.

Song Tingyi picked up the folded quilt on the sofa and was shaking his wrists to spread it flat when he saw Luo Yao who was facing him put down his phone.

"You sleep on the sofa?" He mumbled with foam in his mouth.

Song Tingyi nodded.Although Luo Yao agreed to live in a room with him, in his eyes, this did not mean that Luo Yao could accept sharing a bed with him.

The person who was not willing to share a bed with him walked out of the bedroom, and after a while, Luo Yao came in wiping the drops of water on his chin: "You can sleep on the bed, this bed is big enough, the sofa is too small, it's no wonder you fell asleep comfortable."

Hearing this, Song Tingyi looked at the six-foot bed and was stunned.

What Luo Yao said was right, the sofa was indeed uncomfortable to sleep on, and the bed was indeed big enough, and the two of them would not touch each other when they lay on it.

Nobody has a problem with physical comfort.

What's more, they don't know how long they will live together like this. Sleeping on the sofa is not good for the waist and cervical spine. After thinking for a while, he agreed.

At this moment, the quilt that Song Tingyi brought up last night had been squeezed to the corner of the bed at some point, and most of the quilt was drooping on the ground.

Luo Yao also seemed to feel a little hot, squinting his eyes and lifted the quilt covering the two of them.

Song Tingyi couldn't bear to look at the hand encircling him.

He is gay through and through, although he knows that even if Luo Yao is of the same kind as him, he should have hit the mark, but he has to admit that despite this, he still has a good impression of Luo Yao's type.

The temperature in his lower abdomen gradually rose, and he couldn't bear it any longer, and was about to wake Luo Yao up, when the alarm bell beside the bed rang.

The owner of the mobile phone snorted softly, and the arm around his waist finally let go, and turned to pick up the non-stop ringing mobile phone.

The alarm clock was finally turned off, Luo Yao sat up, rubbed his messy hair, as if he had forgotten the existence of Song Tingyi, got out of bed and threw the quilt on the bed casually.

The ball of quilt hit Song Tingyi's face directly.

Song Tingyi: ...

He unfolded the rolled quilt again, and nestled comfortably on the bed listening to the sound of washing from the bathroom.

There is no automatic heater around, and the temperature is just right.

Just as I closed my eyes and prepared to catch up on sleep, there was another rustling sound in my ears.

He squinted his eyes and peeked at the side. Luo Yao rummaged in the closet with his mobile phone, took out a turtleneck sweater and threw it on the sofa beside him.

The next second, Luo Daxing raised his hand, took off the loose cotton long-sleeved shirt on his body, shook it casually in his hand, and then stood in front of the sofa and stopped, as if he was still asleep Waking up, there was no movement for a while.

From Song Tingyi's point of view, the plump back muscles swelled up with the movement just now, and the broad back line was suddenly pulled inward at the waist, revealing a beautiful back groove and two shallow waist dimples.

The person in front of him shook his head, as if he had woken up a little, bent down to pick up the turtleneck sweater on the sofa and put it on.

Before Song Tingyi had time to exhale, Luo Yao's next actions almost prevented him from choking to death.

The person in front of the sofa bowed slightly, quickly took off the loose pajama pants, turned sideways and rummaged around.

The black underwear wrapped the contents inside, arching a bulging hillock, and as he bent over to search, Song Tingyi even felt that it was dangling between Luo Yao's two straight long legs.

He buried his face in the quilt, took a deep breath, and closed his eyes again.The hot current that hadn't subsided in the lower abdomen surged again.

He peeked out one eye, and saw that Luo Yao finally stopped searching, and was pulling a pair of long johns on his body.

When the party finally finished his fashion show, wrapped himself in a thick down jacket, and turned around to take his cell phone from the bedside table, he bumped into that peeping eye.

Luo Yao looked at Song Tingyi who was curled up on the bed and the big round eyes, and stayed there for three seconds.

His still-awakened brain did not allow him to process such a large amount of information in the early morning, so he cleared his throat: "I'm going to film, do you want Xiao Lin to call for breakfast for you?"

In that short three seconds, Song Tingyi almost reviewed all his dead moments in the past 32 years, and then came to the conclusion: This is definitely the most deadly three seconds in his life.

He simply pulled down the quilt, revealing his whole face: "Please help Lin."

Luo Yao nodded, rubbed his fingers back and forth on the phone's volume keys a few times, then turned and left.

"Boss." In the nanny's car, Lin Jianshen approached cautiously, swiped the phone a few times on the screen, and put it in front of Luo Yao, "Do you remember what was said at the fan meeting yesterday?"

Luo Yao was originally resting his eyes with his eyes closed. Hearing this, he lazily raised his eyelids, glanced at him, and closed his eyes again: "Weren't you here yesterday?"

"No, boss, look." Lin Jianshen poked him, pointing to the entry on Weibo's trending search, "Look quickly, I don't know what's wrong, this entry was still below yesterday, and it was just today To start filming your part, so many entries came up at once."

Luo Yao opened his eyes and saw the entry that ranked third on the hot search list#木年cp成为真了#

Clicking in is the scene of yesterday's fan meeting.

Yesterday Luo Yao went back to the hotel by car after meeting his fans, but he didn't know what the actors who came next to him and after him said.

In the video, Yang Ransheng spoke nonsense seriously to the camera.

When he was flipping through the fans' questions, he found a question asked by fans: Shen Lingmu and Chu Yinian are good brothers in the play. It is said that there are many scenes in the play, so is the relationship between brother and Luo Yao also good?

Immediately afterwards, Yang Ransheng seemed to have devoted his whole life to acting, and he opened his mouth: "I have a good relationship with Luo Yao, just like last night, he also helped me correct my lines on tomorrow's set. Yes, because tomorrow There was a scene between me and him, and then he was really not feeling well, and his personal doctor did come in the middle of the night. Well, it’s nothing serious. I was going to hang up the phone. Well, he and I were exactly the same Well, because I was afraid of being photographed, haha, yes, it was his request, after all, Luo Yao is also my senior, so he still takes good care of me, um."

Knowing how to take care of people, the senior who was still talking to the newcomer Yun last night sneered: "His acting is very good, it doesn't look at all that he got in through the relationship."

Yesterday, when Yang Ransheng and Zhou Yu were filming, NG added another one, and Zhou Yu accompanied him to kneel on the cold stone slab to walk the scene over and over again. The blood packs that were used up could fill a trash can. The fan meeting Naturally, it was a bit late.

This happened exactly as he wanted, taking advantage of the absence of the master, he arranged and fabricated it at will.

But helplessly, when he debuted half a year ago, the number of fans he accumulated was not many, and there were very few people who were his fans and book fans at the same time, so no one took his words seriously at all. Yang couldn't sit still. Ran Sheng made a decision with the patron's father that night.

So the father of the funder spent a lot of money to help him hire someone to write the gossip news by hand, and spent a lot of money to help him buy this trending search, and this is how the current scene is.

But fortunately, although the fans love to eat cp, they don't eat it to the extent that they will stuff it into their mouths when they see a piece of candy. They will check the expiration date and ingredient list anyway.

Therefore, there is no need for Luo Yao, the righteous master, to tear up Yang Ransheng on the spot, and there is a piece of "Onmyoji" under the entry.

"He was right. I also had a video call with my brother that night. Well, yes, he even told me to wear long johns when it was cold."

"Oh, it's a coincidence that the sister upstairs, we were talking in the group, brother took care of us at that time!"

"That's right, in order to pamper fans, my brother specially sent us private messages one by one to remind us to put on more clothes and don't come to visit the class!"

"Isn't it? It's said that my brother's fingers are cramping, but it hurts me so much!"

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Everyone must wear it in cold weather!Autumn!pants!

In addition, Song Tingyi is not a noob, he will become able to get up!