Entertainment: The path of superstars from yearning

At the end of the recording of the program in the evening, Meng Feibai and Tan Songyun just blatantly beat pigs into a room.
There is no shyness at all, Tan Songyun would have avoided suspicion in the past, but this time Tan Songyun directly pulled Meng Feibai to her room, as if to swear an oath of sovereignty.
“Hey, don’t read these news, do you like the news?” Tan Songyun came out of the shower, hugged Meng Feibai from behind and said.
Meng Feibai still concentrated on looking at the script on the computer and said, “Wait a minute, I’m busy with business!”
“Hey, are you perfunctory to me?” Tan Songyun said angrily.
Meng Feibai: “No, I really have something serious to do.”
Tan Songyun immediately clutched her stomach and said, “I…what happened to me, my stomach hurts.”
Meng Feibai looked puzzled: “What, what?”
Tan Songyun said unhappily: “What are you talking about, menstrual period is here.”
Meng Feibai: “Take some medicine!”
Tan Songyun said angrily: “It’s useless, it still hurts!”
Meng Feibai: “Then spray some Yunnan Baiyao!”
Tan Songyun hit Meng Feibai hard, and said angrily, “I tell you, I’m in a particularly bad mood today. 19”
Meng Feibai: “I’m in a worse mood!”
Tan Songyun’s head was full of black lines: “You really are perfunctory me!”
Meng Feibai: “You say yes!”
“You…” Tan Songyun pointed at Meng Feibai angrily, too angry to speak.
“Oh, my stomach really hurts!” Tan Songyun curled up on the bed, clutching his stomach, frowning.
Meng Feibai looked at Tan Songyun, who was clutching his stomach, and sighed helplessly, “Okay, go and lie down, I’ll make brown sugar water for you!”
Tan Songyun still obediently covered the cup. In fact, she wasn’t that serious at all. At least half of it was acting!
But seeing Meng Fei get up in vain to make brown sugar water for herself, she was still a little moved.
She knew that Meng Feibai had a knife-mouthed bean curd heart, and his mouth was such a steely straight man. In fact, it was impossible to really ignore her.
“Well…can you…go…buy it for me…” Tan Songyun said with some embarrassment.
Meng Fei asked in vain: “What to buy?”
Tan Songyun blushed and said, “That… aunt’s towel.”
Meng Feibai’s expression became extremely embarrassing, and he said nonchalantly, “Ahem, that…you should be fine if you don’t wear it for a day, right?”
“What are you kidding?” Tan Songyun said angrily.
Meng Feibai replied, “What are you kidding? I’m a big man to buy aunt’s towels. You don’t want face, I want face!”
Tan Songyun: “Don’t you have an assistant? She is a woman, right?”
Meng Feibai: “I forgot to bring it.”
Tan Songyun: “Where’s the bodyguard?”
Meng Feibai: “I didn’t bring them either. What kind of bodyguards do you bring in the country?”
Tan Songyun sighed helplessly, lifted the quilt and said, “Forget it, I’ll go by myself!”
“Okay, okay, lie down, I’ll go buy it!” Meng Feibai waved his hand quickly and said.
Meng Feibai changed into his nighttime clothes at a very fast speed.
A black coat, black pants, black sneakers, a black peaked cap, a black mask, and a pair of sunglasses.
Seeing Meng Feibai fully armed, Tan Songyun was dumbfounded: “Hey~! Not so much? Why don’t you just buy an aunt towel? ”
Meng Feibai said unhappily: “No? You have the ability to try buying a small umbrella without wearing a mask.”
Tan Songyun: “I…”
. . . . . .
Fully armed, he ran to the supermarket below and bought a pack of aunt’s towels.
Thanks to the sound equipment, Meng Feibai’s sense of shame was reduced, otherwise, he would have died of shame and indignation on the spot.
Of course, the most important thing is, if the onlookers ask who they bought it for, how will they answer?
Bought for Li Ke? Don’t be kidding, Li Kai is filming right now, Reuters posts every day.
As for the other young ladies, it seems that no one is right.
He ran back to the hotel at a sprint speed of 100 meters, and returned to Tan Songyun’s room after making sure that no one would notice.
“That… you’ve worked hard!” Tan Songyun felt a little embarrassed looking at Meng Feibai who was in such a big battle.
Meng Feibai took off his mask and said, “It’s okay, do you change it yourself or should I change it for you?”
Tan Songyun: “???”
Meng Feibai: “You should change it yourself!”
Tan Songyun ran to the bathroom with the aunt’s towel and changed for a long time before coming out.
“Warm water bag, brown sugar water, see how kind I am to you, are you moved?” Meng Feibai handed the prepared brown sugar water to Tan Songyun and said.
Tan Songyun rolled her eyes: “Hehe, I was so touched at first, but when I saw you like this, the touch disappeared instantly.”
Meng Feibai said heartbrokenly, “Oh! It was a wrong payment after all!”
Tan Songyun said helplessly: “Don’t use Sister Li’s lines blindly!”
Meng Feibai nodded and said, “Okay, finish drinking the brown sugar water and sleep with a warm water bag at night. I’ll go to Old Zhang’s next door to make do for the night.”
“Why did you go to Lao Zhang’s place? Is it appropriate for you to live in the same room as the talented person from the first day we met? Besides, he is a man.” Tan Songyun quickly said to Meng Feibai.
Meng Feibai: “Then aren’t you on your menstrual period?”
Tan Songyun: “Sleeping doesn’t affect you.”
Meng Feibai said in a bad mood: “Who told you that I only came here to sleep?”
Tan Songyun’s fleshy face flushed: “Then what do you want to do? You rascal.”
Meng Feibai thought for a while and said, “Who said that you must be armed with live ammunition? The army still has exercises!”
Tan Songyun understood in seconds, and immediately refused: “Come on, it’s impossible for me to agree.”
Meng Feibai nodded and said: “Yes, yes, yes, I respect your idea, and I will do nothing if you don’t agree. So I’d better go to Lao Zhang’s place to make do for the night!”
“Don’t leave!” Tan Songyun immediately blocked the door, and the speed was not at all like a menstrual period.
Meng Feibai looked confused: “Are you really on your menstrual period? Why are you still so violent?”
Tan Songyun was stunned for a moment: “In short… you have to sleep in this room tonight, and you have to sleep in the same bed with me.”
Meng Feibai said seriously: “Then I can’t promise, I won’t do anything.”
Tan Songyun: “How dare you!”
Meng Feibai: “You can try it!”
Tan Songyun played tricks and said, “I don’t care, anyway, you don’t want to walk out of this door tonight.”
Meng Feibai was stunned. Recently, when he faced many girls, he felt like he got the wrong script.
Tan Songyun felt that these words should have come from his own mouth. How did he become the passive party now?
Does this count as a good reincarnation?
As the saying goes: “On the Phoenix Terrace, recalling blowing flute, inch by inch of cloud, inch by inch of cloud, the slightest afterglow, whether there is light or not is hard to disappear. The soul is broken, flickering and shaking. Looking at the mountains, rivers and rivers, people go and go, faintly Far away. Qingyao. Asking the sky should not, looking at the little twins, boring. What’s more, whoever sees, who is beautiful? Who wants to be happy, steal plain powder, write and describe? Who cares, life after life, night and day Night and morning.”
Good poetry, good poetry.