Can't beat the list

Chapter 9 #吃酒言欢#

At 12:27 p.m. on December [-], the originally silent hot search list exploded again.

The reason for this explosion is that Luo Yao, who has been quiet for many days, has once again appeared on the hot search. It seems that this time is not the time of the underworld. The minute was almost half a minute faster.

The entry of #罗尧私人医生# occupies No.1 and refuses to put it.

And the photos and copywriting that broke out in this hot search can be said to be extremely puzzling.The photos in the entry can be roughly divided into three groups.The first group of photos taken by the paparazzi was Luo Yao wrapped in a coat and walking into the hotel building with his head down, followed by Song Tingyi with his head down.The time is marked in the lower right corner of the photo: 19:38.The second group of photos is the highlight of this time. Song Tingyi lowered his head slightly and followed Luo Yao out of the hotel gate. Luo Yao seemed to have discovered the camera that the paparazzi had secretly taken, so he raised his hand and pulled Song Tingyi, using his body as a substitute. He blocked the shot.The time in the lower right corner: 20:05.At this time, most of the crew members did not come out of the hotel, and Zhou An was the only one who left before them.In the third group of photos, Luo Yao took a rather unkind look at the camera of the paparazzi, blocked Song Tingyi behind him, condescended to open the door of the nanny's car for his personal doctor, and blocked the camera again until The two left in a car, but the paparazzi didn't take a clear picture of Song Tingyi's face.

Therefore, the editor seized on Luo Yao's act of blocking the camera for Song Tingyi, and immediately wrote a series of words: Luo Yao, a popular young student, brought his personal doctor to the crew party, and after discovering the camera, he thoughtfully blocked the sneak shot for him.In addition, in the early morning of December 12, his personal doctor visited the hotel where Luo Yao was staying late at night and never left again.Later, the staff of Luo Yao's studio issued a notice overnight saying that Luo Yao was not feeling well, and the private doctor was only here to help him see a doctor.But is he a private doctor, or an underground love affair?

Luo Yao looked at the editor's wording, flicked his finger lightly, clicked on the photo, stared at Song Tingyi's back for a moment, and smiled instead of anger.

Lin Jianshen was almost taken aback by the two rightful owners who "topped the list" in front of him again.One of the two of them had nothing to do with themselves and hung it up high, sipping tea leisurely there, while the other was leisurely watching his gossip and smiling brightly.

"Boss," Lin Jianshen looked at Luo Yao helplessly, "Can you be in a hurry?"

His boss turned off his phone and looked at him, raised his legs and asked, "Have you found a new publicist?"

"not yet."

"Then have you finished writing the notice?"

Lin Jianshen said with a mournful face, "Nothing."

"Then you are not in a hurry, what are you doing if you are concerned about my being in a hurry?" Luo Yao picked up the cup of Mao Feng on the table that was softly brewed just now and begged Song Tingyi to help him, and took a sip, "What am I in a hurry? I am in a hurry you?"

Lin Jianshen was speechless again.

"Go back." Luo Yao held the glass and casually glanced at the time, "I'm just helping my employees maintain their privacy, what's there to gossip about?"

Lin Jianshen knew that this was his boss secretly reminding him of the core content of the announcement, so he closed the computer and obediently left.

Luo Yao took another sip of tea.The tea Mao Feng brewed had a faint blue color, it tasted bitter but sweet, and it smelled fragrant, which reminded him of the perfume on Song Tingyi's body.

But for some reason, since he took a sip of his favorite perfume that day, Song Tingyi never used it again.On the contrary, he now smells like Luo Yao shaving cream every day.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help turning his head to look at Song Tingyi who was sitting alone at the dining table wearing a bluetooth headset and typing on his mobile phone.

The man didn't know who he was chatting with, and a faint smile appeared on his face from time to time.

In fact, Song Tingyi does this every day, but Luo Yao is not a voyeur, and he also understands the most basic social etiquette between people.He himself is a person who needs a lot of personal space, so naturally he will not interfere with Song Tingyi's private affairs.

At ten o'clock, he watched Song Tingyi type the last few words, took off his earphones, and raised his head, the eyes of the two happened to meet.

Song Tingyi did not escape, but raised his eyebrows at him playfully.

Luo Yao was even more unafraid, and immediately turned back: "Have you seen the trending searches?"

"I never paid attention to those things." Song Tingyi walked up to him with a cup and sat beside Luo Yao.

The distance between the two is not far or close, which is a proper and comfortable social distance.

"Oh——" Luo Yao elongated his voice, "They suspect that you are my secret lover under the guise of a personal doctor." He looked at Song Tingyi and tilted his head, putting on a cynical look.

"Underground lover?" Song Tingyi seemed a little funny.

Luo Yao nodded heavily, as if expressing an undeniable affirmation.

"Oh——" he imitated Luo Yao and stretched his voice, holding the cup and approaching Luo Yao, the two glasses collided lightly, and the big star heard Song Tingyi said slowly, "I have never been a secret lover. "

The tea leaves at the bottom of the glass shook slightly with the collision, Luo Yao saw Song Tingyi took a sip of the tea, held up the cup and pursed his lips and smiled at him.

At that moment, he almost felt that this should not be a picture of two people sitting facing each other with teacups, but a goblet filled with light red wine, suits and leather shoes, talking happily at a grand party.

Luo Daxing immediately picked up the cup and took a sip, swallowing half of the cup at once.And before Song Tingyi stopped him, he picked up the kettle and filled himself a cup again.

"Brother Doctor." Luo Yao stretched out his hand, and that huge palm was propped in the space between the two of them, supporting the weight of his upper body leaning forward, while the other hand lay across Song Tingyi's side, reaching the back of the sofa.

Song Tingyi frowned slightly, holding the cup back slightly.He didn't pay attention when he sat down. At this moment, Luo Yao's arm was lying on one side, and the corner of the sofa was on the other. Xiang Luo Yao's eyes were rather unfriendly.

Luo Yao seemed to have grasped Song Tingyi's retreat and had no choice but to push forward. The distance between the two of them was less than a fist at the moment. As long as Luo Yao wanted to, he could pass through Song Tingyi. From the neckline of Yi's loose home clothes, he could see a piece of fair and smooth skin inside.

The younger brother who was six years younger than him in front of him raised the corners of his mouth and gave a wicked smile: "My brother said that he has never been an underground lover. Then, is my brother interested in being an underground lover?"

"Luo Yao," Song Tingyi put his hand on his shoulder and said seriously, "Mr. Luo hired me to take care of your body."

The meaning of this sentence is obvious: he was recruited by Luo Chuanhai to take care of Luo Yao's health, not to let Luo Yao fall in love.

But no matter how obvious Song Tingyi hinted, Luo Daxingxing's powerful courage and magical brain circuits couldn't be helped: "Then Doctor Song, tell me, does relieving my physical needs count as taking care of my body?"

Song Tingyi turned his head to avoid Luo Yao's scorching breath, and took a deep breath: "Luo Yao, I am 1."

This sentence is enough to shock Luo Yao for 800 years.So many years later, when Luo Yao brought it up again, he still felt that his heart was hit hard: the wife I thought was 1, and I actually collided with my wife, what should I do?

Therefore, what Luo Daxingxing said next was enough for Song Tingyi to make fun of him for the rest of his life.

He watched Song Tingyi push him away and stand up, and sat on the sofa for a while.In the end, he stared at Song Tingyi's back with grievances, and said that sentence that he would never regret in his life, but would blush every time he mentioned it: "Song Tingyi, I can accept you on top of me."

He almost exhausted his whole life to say these words.

Therefore, after he finished speaking, he didn't realize that Song Tingyi's steps towards the bedroom paused slightly.All he knew was that that night, Song Tingyi hugged the quilt and slept on the sofa.And he, because he was bored with a whole cup of tea just now, couldn't sleep mentally at all.

Luo Yao hugged the quilt and quietly rolled around on the bed, closed his eyes with his back to Song Tingyi.

He didn't know if he fell asleep or not, but he seemed to have had a complicated dream.

In the dream, Song Tingyi sometimes held a cup of hot water and greeted him; sometimes he leaned obediently in his arms, and he still pinched his chin to carefully scrape off the foam on his face; In front of him, he blocked the drink for him with various reasons; sometimes he bit his lower lip tightly, his eyes were full of moisture and was pressed by him...

Luo Yao woke up, not sure if it was from the heat or from another way.

He took a breath carefully, and reached for the phone on the bedside table.

Three twenty-six in the morning.

The steam in the bed made him dizzy, and the discomfort from there made him frown uncontrollably.

He squeezed the phone and took a few deep breaths, but he still couldn't suppress the scalding heat.

Song Tingyi faced the back of the sofa and remained motionless, his breathing could hardly be heard quietly.Luo Yao hesitated for a moment, turned over and sat up, and went to the bathroom lightly.

The bright light made Luo Yao squint his eyes, and he slumped on the toilet seat, suddenly feeling a little overwhelmed.

The mirror in the bathroom reflected the light, dazzling people's eyes.

But at this moment, the person in the mirror was biting his lower lip tightly, not daring to make a sound, his left hand was propped behind his back, and the other hand was held empty, and what seemed to be hidden in his palm was an indescribable secret.

Luo Yao squinted his eyes, through a layer of water light, he saw his face clearly.

He couldn't help laughing.

The ulterior secret was exposed in an instant, like a mudslide after a heavy rain.Luo Yao lowered his head, took out a tissue and wiped his fingertips, and took a careful breath to relieve the feeling of relaxation mixed with unwillingness and excitement after the secret was finally announced.

He gently closed his eyes, the bright light and the sudden relaxation made him sleepy for no reason.

The bright light in the bathroom made him ignore the silent figure behind the frosted glass door.

When he dimmed the beam of light like a thief, slowly adapted to the darkness, and walked back to the bedroom lightly, Song Tingyi was still lying on the sofa in the same posture as before.

Darkness is a great way to hide.

It was precisely because of the darkness that Luo Yao tried his best to conceal his feelings, and the unnatural folds on Song Tingyi's quilt were covered up in this way.

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Sister Yao is of course still 1.

But I think, as long as you love each other, there is no difference between being 0 or 1.

In a low voice: Although it was originally decided that Song Tingyi was attacking...

Sister Yao: (crying and chirping) Brother really can't let me go...