sinovels 129, Party Accident, Write A Song For You!
129, Party Accident, Write A Song For You!
"Merry Christmas..."
Yang Fan couldn't help laughing, and was about to speak, but saw her running into the room as if remembering something, and when she came back, she already had a flower in her hand.
"Huh? For me?"
Yang Fan looked at the little one standing in front of him in surprise, reaching as far as his chest.
Yang Chaoyue raised her head heavily.
Yang Fan reached out to take it, and thanked her dumbfounded.
"No...you're welcome!"
Yang Chaoyue lowered her head, looked at her toes, her white fingers intertwined.
I can see it.
She was a little nervous.
Yang Fan hesitated for a moment, then raised his hand to touch her head.
Yang Chaoyue trembled slightly.
A strange feeling quickly spread throughout the body.
"Stay there, I'm leaving, contact me on WeChat if you need anything."
boom
She didn't recover until the heavy closing sound of the door.
Disappointment flashed across her delicate cheeks.
Recalling the warm embrace before, Yang Chaoyue couldn't help but giggle.
Go back to the computer and sit down.
She opened Weibo and logged into her small account, which is a Weibo account specially used by Little Koi to record her mood.
Feel free to edit it up.
"He touched my head! Happy!"
swish!
Along with the successful release, the words flashed across the computer screen.
She slumped down on the table.
The tender and slender index finger poked the table rhythmically.
time goes by
until half an hour later.
Yang Chaoyue felt that the air conditioner made her throat a little dry, and she was just about to get up to get a glass of water.
tuk tuk -
There was an untimely knock on the door.
She opened the door suspiciously.
"Hello...this is a gift from Mr. Yang.
Standing outside the door was a boy wearing a florist's jacket, holding a bouquet of fresh 133 flowers in his hand, smiling gently.
Yang Chaoyue covered her lips, as if she couldn't believe it.
Until the brother on the opposite side handed the bouquet to her.
She held it in her arms... just now it felt a little real.
"Thank you...thank you!"
"You're welcome."
close the door.
Yang Chaoyue stared blankly at the bouquet in her hand, her expression dazed
in the apartment.
Yang Fan planned to go to see Guan Tongtong.
But she said that the cheap old father-in-law and mother-in-law have been watching her very closely recently, and she really can't help it!
Yang Fan don't temporarily dismiss this idea.
Under boredom.
He fell asleep unconsciously.
Wait until you wake up again.
It was pitch black in the room, Yang Fan struggled to get up from the sofa, pinching his uncomfortable shoulders and necks.
He went to the balcony.
Gently pull the window open.
All of a sudden... I lost all sleepiness, and I woke up straight away!
A great way to pick yourself up in winter!
Yang Fan has tried and tested repeatedly.
Looking at the thousands of lights in Yanjing City in the distance, Yang Fan curiously took out his phone and checked the time.
20:34,
Um?
It's already at this point, why hasn't the old lady come back?
He frowned slightly, opened WeChat and sent a video to the other party.
Soon, the friendly and familiar voice of the little milk came from the other end.
"What's the matter, little ancestor?"
Yang Fan has long been used to her address, and said with a smile, "No, why haven't you come back yet?"
"Miss me?"
Yang Mi leaned in front of the screen and whispered, the fox's eyes narrowed for a moment.
Be aware of someone next to you.
Yang Fan also blocked the camera reflexively, "I'm hungry, if you don't come back, I will go out to eat by myself."
"No, today is Christmas, you have the heart to let you...leave me alone?"
Instinctively, she wanted to say your sister, but seeing that everyone in the circle around her was looking at her, Yang Mi quickly changed her words.
"Then what to do? How long do you have?"
"Well... something happened, maybe I have to change the show, I'm bothered, why don't you come to the Grand Theater."
"Accident?"
Yang Fan was puzzled.
Yang Mi nodded, just about to explain, but heard the chief director of the New Year's party over there calling her.
"Oh, I won't tell you now, come on, I'll see what the director has to say first."
Hang up the video.
Yang Fan shook his head helplessly.
It's freezing cold...letting him go, this old lady is really a bit of a bother.
But think about it.
It was a late night, and she didn't know how long she would be delayed, so she simply took off the down jacket and put it on.
Just went downstairs.
Yang Fan felt the power of this Yanjing winter.
Trembling, he got into the broken public.
After one hour.
He heard the parking lot near Yanjing Grand Theatre, sent a WeChat message to his elder sister, and lay on the steering wheel doing nothing.
Buzz——
Old lady: "Come out, come out, where are you?"
Yang Fan sent her the location.
Less than ten minutes.
There was a dull sound of high heels in the quiet parking lot.
Squeak——
Open the door.
Yang Mi raised her beautiful legs and sat in the co-pilot, and grabbed Yang Fan's arm under the bewildered gaze.
"Give sister warmth!"
It's not that she was forced to do this in a daze.
After all, when she was a child, she liked to do this [the name is because the boy is very angry!
Just... old lady's legs?
"Sister...you are really not afraid of the cold today? Are you still wearing stockings?"
Yang Mi rolled her eyes when she heard this, and tugged at her thick flesh-colored leggings: "Forget it, you're stupid."
All right.
(cgea) It turned out to be leggings... It's just that my sister's legs are so thin in leggings, he didn't expect it to be true.
"Hold tight, you'll freeze to death soon!"
Hearing this, Yang Fan tightened his arms around her fragrant shoulders, "By the way, sister? What's the accident? Could it be that the TV station wants to withdraw you?"
"Bah!" Yang Mi bumped his head on his chin: "You can't expect your sister to order?"
"It's about this time... what else could be unexpected?"
Yang Fan shrugged.
Yang Mi felt helpless when she thought of this: "It's like this... What about us..."
After listening to her explanation.
Yang Fan also had a weird face.
Entraining private affairs... the show was killed?
Although this is nothing new in the entertainment circle, it is indeed quite emotional to have such an incident happen suddenly in this approaching day.
After all...it means all previous rehearsals are wasted.
The program has to be rescheduled, including time control...
"Then what should we do now? It's too late for the rehearsal of the new show, right?"
"Yeah, so
As Yang Mi said, she burrowed into Yang Fan's arms, as if she was really cold, "So let me sing by myself."
"Singing? Don't tell me it's "The Offering of Love"?"
Yang Fan had a weird face.
"I'm so sorry!"
Yang Mi is angry.
"Really?"
Yang Fan has black lines all over his head.
"Otherwise? It's not like you don't know my singing skills. It's okay to be behind others. If I'm alone, I can only sing this!"
"Too..."
Yang Fan strongly agrees.
"Oh, I don't want to, I don't want to, let's go eat first, I'm so busy that I'm starving to death now."
Yang Mi reluctantly left the warm embrace, and straightened her slightly messy hair.
Yang Fan nodded, but he was still thinking about the elder sister's singing in his heart.
It's winter.
Hot pot is of course standard!
This is not.
Yang Fan was dragged into the best hotpot restaurant in Yanjing City by his elder sister.
Take a break.
A few thousand will be gone.
To know.
This is pure food, no wine!
It was already 11:00 in the middle of the night when I walked out of the hot pot restaurant!
But don't say it.
It's really not as cold as it was at the beginning, and the whole stomach is burning.
go home.
Yang Fan went straight into the bathroom.
This is the reason why he hates hot pot, every time he eats it, he has to lose weight!
grandma's...
Yang Mi leaned outside the bathroom and laughed mercilessly.
Just like when I was a child.
Yang Fan is really speechless to her, why doesn't she feel bad?
half an hour later...
Living room sofa.
The temperature of the floor heating has soared, and the house is much warmer.
Yang Fan is lying on the sofa wearing a thin T-shirt and big pants, he is very weak!
Obviously pulled!
Yang Mi sat on the sidelines, her white tender jade hands smeared with red nail polish caressing his body through the T-shirt.
"Look at you when you eat hot pot."
"Blame me?"
Yang Fan spoke softly.
Yang Mi pursed her lips and chuckled: "Blame me, blame me, isn't this atonement?"
"Above point.
"Yes Yes Yes."
"How is it better?"
"Let's make a living, old lady, are you sure you really want to sing "Love's Offering" at the New Year's Eve party?"
"You take it as I think...that's nothing else!"
"Change your head."
"Huh? What to change?"
"Written by me~"
"Pfft...you...what? You wrote it?"
Yang Mi burst into a smile, just about to say something, but the little milk voice stopped abruptly!.