The Idol Group and the Crown

Huo Jian walked while walking back.

He didn't know that he had been kissed long ago, covering his mouth and still thinking about the first few minutes of the first kiss.

Gentle and lingering, deeply lingering, and his slight snorkel scratched his heart like feathers.

Arrived, and finally arrived.

I finally... have a first kiss.

Huo Jian glanced at his smile on the glass wall, and his cheeks were still red.

He tried to bring this emotion back to his heart, but he felt guilty of being a thief when he greeted him on the face.

When the backcourt was found again, the men were riding a horse in the empty court.

Ji Ji held a bunch of lettuce leaves while feeding the horse while chatting with Xie Liyun. Mei Shengyao was video chatting with Mei Heng who had just got off the plane.

Long Ji lightly supported Bo Jue to the saddle and asked, "I will take you with you?"

Bo Jue's balance is not good enough. When playing hockey and dressage, it is a little difficult. In the manor, he has been held by Long Ji and riding.

"Blade is back?" Xie Liyun chatted halfway, and saw the captain's expression not right: "Where is this, are you okay?"

Huo Jianman's mind is just a small movement just now, his head dizzy, and his expression is very calmly disguised: "Go out to answer the phone."

Xie Lianyun's fox picked his eyes slightly and always felt that he was not the same as before.

On the other side, Long Ji turned his horse and hugged Bo Jiu with one arm to walk slowly around the field. The gentle gentleman was gentle.

"Hold the reins," he whispered on the side of his neck: "When manipulating, the back is straight, and the center of gravity is here..."

At the same time as the deep voice sounded, a warm breath flew across the ears, and the thin Qiu breathing was unstable.

He was opening his mouth to say something, and suddenly a flash of white light came from a distance.

——A reporter actually bypassed the staff and sneaked in to catch the material!

Several other people looked awkward, and the reporter glanced at them quickly, clutching the camera like an escape and ran out.

A few assistants were going to chase after pulling their legs and were stopped by Huo Jian.

"No need to chase."

"What?! But—"

"It's okay, he sent it better." Huo Jianwo was lying in the recliner, still wrapped in a small quilt, and his voice was lazy: "The day after tomorrow, it will be the replay of "Crown Prosecutor", and he will save money on advertising."

The solo reporter in the singles didn't expect that he could take such a risky material and took the risk. When he handed this news to his superiors, his hands were trembling: "Boss, look at this, the two of them, riding a horse together and whispering together. , You are going to kiss it, this is definitely—"

The boss of the newspaper also remembered the coercion of Bai Dao over there. He didn't dare to offend people easily. He made a 20% discount based on the market price.

The 20% hard work fee is only a temptation, and if it is not right, it will be destroyed for free, and it will be worthless.

When Jiang Shu answered the phone, he was still with the six of them eating hot pot.

"Well, just post it, it doesn't matter."

"Ah?!" The newspaper boss suddenly began to doubt his judgment: "Then, what did we do?"

"Thank you," Jiang Shubu said with his belly up, "It's hard work."

Newspaper boss: "???

Early the next morning, #龙笳薄玦疑似恋恋露## made headlines.

The boss of the newspaper is a straight man, and the reporter is also a straight man. The perspective of writing is pure gossip news.

It was the concert with fingers intertwined and kissing the back of the hand, and the audience was hugging on the horseback. Are they gay? ? ?

Longya and Juguang were all exploded, and the major comment areas were airborne for the first time to charge for Aidou.

@三少爷的小龙牙: Take away my brother Long [smile], the marketing number just ran out of money and hurried to the grave of your mother? Don't some cp repeat offenders **** blood, is it enough to tie two in the team?

@玉生光: Please pay attention to my brother's work [flowers] [flowers], what happened to a fan who criticized and criticized people?

In the case of cp, only passers-by and cp fans will feel super happy.

For Weifan, this is almost an insult to them and their lives.

They are more concerned about how much resources their brothers have allocated this year than if they seem to have irrelevant ambiguities, whether they will be neglected and treated by other families during the photogenic performance, or whether they are sucking blood from other families.

There is no love in front of interests, they simply don't believe it.

Anyone who looks at the fate of Gossip is like the upper body of a mother-in-law.

The Longs dismissed Bo Qiu as a pianist and changed his career. Dancing like writing words in the water was not talented, and he was the crown's biggest bastard.

The Ju family hates too much hype about Long Ji, which is totally a big deal. It has neither the fairy spirit of his brother nor the classical music at all.

The high-definition gif of the same horse riding was turned out of the circle in minutes, and Long Qifan and passersby were screamed by Su's heart. The two fans were already fighting behind their backs-but in any case, the first day marketing number ! The internal things are waiting to be compared to the marketing number!

Immediately after the "Crown Prosecutor" was rebroadcast, the top 1 of the rumor list was the news of the romance exposure.

Bo Jue's pupils shrunk when he saw Dahong's bold line, and Long Ji sat beside him, smiling and speaking for him first.

"It's love."

Bo Jue stopped breathing and washed away all the suspects according to the script he wrote last year.

"Yeah," he smiled lightly: "It's love."

The joke is just right.

When all fans saw this sentence, they just let out a sigh of relief. Instead, the CP fans were melancholy and even angry.

Truth and falseness are wandering around.

The cp fans are the kind of ambiguity that kills and does not recognize. The more you want to cover up, the more true you are.

The two of them admit that they are love in such a candid manner, but on the contrary, they said that the previous horseback riding was deliberately peddling strong sugar, and it was not sweet at all, but it was disgusting.

"Bah! It's not knocking anymore! It's inappropriate for you two to sell rot!!"

"Brother Dragon is obviously a straight man... Isn't this stupid for CP?"

"...This kind of joke is so greasy. What other loves do you believe in your evil?"

Huo Jian breathed a sigh of relief, and when he saw the real-time barrage, he seemed to finally watch the two brothers enter the safe area.

After the live broadcast ended, the six people returned to the 17th floor again, and Chi Ji was faintly worried.

"These barrages are scolding, are you okay..."

Long Ji whispered: "I should have done this long ago, so I can relax Teacher Xiaobo a little bit."

He is trying to give his lover a sense of security, even if the price is negated by the outside world, it is nothing.

Bo Jue looked at the topic square without saying a word.

He did feel lucky at the wrong time.

CP fans are lamenting interactively, the media trying to find the breaking point have already dispersed, and a few Wei Fan are still arguing with their counterparts, arguing who is sucking their blood.

"Tomorrow is the Qixi Festival," he said slowly. "Jiaji, you come to me at eight in the evening and there is a gift I want to give you."

Long Ji was uncomfortable in his heart, and the appearance was mature and reliable, and suddenly he forgot all those messes.

"There is a gift?!" He slammed upright and uttered a remorseful cry: "I was busy training and forgot to buy you!"

"It's okay," Bo Ju said in a small voice: "Tomorrow will only be Qixi, and it will be too late to give it time."

Huo Jian also turned on his phone to confirm the situation, and suddenly choked when he heard this.

"Me, I also forgot."

"Yo--" Mei Shengyao stretched out his hand and rubbed his brother's face: "You and Boss Pei yesterday--"

Huo Jian recalled his memory in an instant, and felt the smoke above his head.

"Me, I kissed him yesterday..."

All members petrified for a few seconds, and then almost overturned the ceiling of the 17th floor.

"Blade!!! Blade!!! You actually are!!!"

"Fuck! President Bae, you're not human!!!"

"How did you kiss! Where did you kiss! Tell me tell me ah!!!"

"It's very dark in the corner, and no one is nearby."

All the people are attentive: "Hey--"

Ji Ji raised his hand and asked, "Dry kiss, wet kiss!"

Huo Jian struggled to control his breath: "...French, it seems to have been kissed for five minutes, and kissed again when I left."

"Wow!!!"

"His--blade--"

"Bae is not always good!!"

Huo Jian nodded slightly: "He is very good."

"My stupid brother..." Xie Lianyun hated iron and steel: "You will be eaten and wiped away sooner or later."

Bo Jue finally smiled when he heard this, his tight shoulders relaxed a lot.

"Just be happy."

"I told him, just kiss this time," Huo Jiansheng feared that he would be negligent and seriously said: "It will definitely not happen in the future, and I will fall in love after work."

Everyone chucked a mountain road eighteen bends, rubbing his face and hair with laughter.

"Dear! Want to kiss a few times!"

At eight o'clock in the evening, Long Ji stopped writing songs, struck a flat placket and knocked on the opposite door.

When he said that to the camera today, he was also confused, but he dared not expose it to him.

But when I heard that there was a gift, it seemed that nothing mattered.

The opposite door didn't open the door for a long time, and Long Ji hummed and waited.

What will Teacher Xiaobo send me?

It was a music box when it was birthday, and it is now placed on the head of the bed.

There are also puppet bear goose down pillows and ties... Xiaobo's teacher has always been very good in taste, and I like everything I give.

The sound of footsteps finally came, and the voice was a little unstable.

"Longji... is it you?"

"It's me," Long Ji raised a big smile: "Happy Qixi Festival."

The door of the room was opened with a small gap, and thin Ju hidden behind the door, the voice was very thin: "You come first."

"expensive?"

Long Li flashed into the house and helped him close the door.

Then, at a glance, I saw the thin quilt in a golden robes.

The long-haired beauty had just bathed, and the whole body smelled of the light smell of tuberose.

He wore this Chinese robe and held a folding fan to dance alone yesterday. He fluttered his coat swing in the smoke cloud, and his long eyelashes were like crow feathers.

Long Ji saved a lot of videos and photos, and he almost rolled his quilt while holding his phone.

"That..." Bo Jue lowered his head and dared not look at him, gently said: "Do you want to open the gift."

His broken hair fell to his shoulders, and his shoulder blades and waist lines were all visible.

Because there was nothing to wear, only this robe.

Long Li froze for a few seconds, quickly untied his tie, twisted the door handle and tied it outside the door.

Then he hugged him in a panic and bowed his head to give a kiss.

"Xiao Ju," he called in a dumb voice: "Xiao Ju, I didn't expect..."

They tried it when they were on vacation in November last year. It wasn't too bad. At the end, Bo Jue's face was pale.

Later, I was busy with work, and one thing after another. I simply put this matter aside and did not cause more trouble to the other party.

"Last time, the expansion was not enough," Bo Jue blushed, and he pressed his lips and handed the thin ribbon around his waist to his palm: "This time...just lighten up."

Long Ji took him in his arms with a deep breath, and took a soft bite on the side of the neck before loosening the lace.

"I won't go back to sleep tonight."

"...Um." Bo Ju buried his face in front of his chest, speaking with a low nasal voice: "It's okay to do anything."

Huo Jian went to the sixteenth floor with a wonderful psychology.

Although he said that he had already kissed his parents, it was indeed a test of acting to pretend to be teachers and students when they met again, but he just wanted to slip down and see him.

However, there are only guards on the 16th floor.

"Looking for Boss Pei?" Wei Jie, with a spicy note, opened the black with Xie Liyun: "Mr. Pei is going to take a plane tomorrow, and there is still a meeting outside today."

Huo Jian was still thinking about what to send on Qixi.

Why go again.

He responded dumbly, and the dance was too lazy to prepare to go back to sleep.

"Hey, it is said that when you go to Hongzhou tomorrow, it is also the T3 terminal," Wei Jie casually said: "Jiang Shu seems to say to send him off the road?"

"understood."

When he returned to the 17th floor, Xie Liyun held the mobile phone and had already killed the middle road.

Huo Jian didn't play games. He sat quietly and cut an apple and orange for them. He suddenly found that there were two people missing in the dorm.

"Brother Ju?"

Xie Lianyun boos meaningfully.

Huo Jian didn't understand, looking sideways in the direction of the bedroom to find someone, and then he saw the dark blue tie hanging on the door handle.

"Brother Yun-who hung the tie there?"

Mei Shengyao laughed.

Xie Lianyun tried to change the topic, and Kaimai spurted with the voice of the soft girl: "Will you be the jungler! Your uncle!!!"

Huo Jian reacted this as a hint, pressed his breath and said: "Brother Yun?"

"Blade, you are already an adult," Xie Lianyun looked at him blankly: "Some things don't understand, you can go to Baidu."

Chi Ji smiled and nodded: "Yes."

Why do they all know better than me...

A genius Xueba took out his phone and searched it, and took a breath when he sat down to guess.

"It's all adults. It's normal to do happy things." Mei Shengyao waved his hand: "Relax, the room has good sound insulation. Will Brother come to eat an orange?"

Huo Jian's ears are red.

Damn it, it can't keep up with the progress.

This kind of thing-how to catch up! !

-2-

Huo Jian was in a daze holding a pillow before going to bed at night, thinking for a long time.

He had dreamed many times before, but all of them were vaguely imagined and not real.

With integrity, he would not quietly listen to the movements of his brothers, but he rolled several times before falling asleep, and suddenly began to think how good he should be if he had a tie in front of the door.

If the teacher is hiding in his room, then they kiss, hug, and do that with their voice...

The wolf cub Yuzu again angrily wrapped himself into a ball and forced to sleep.

Damn it, you shouldn't like him.

When he got in the car the next day, Bo Jue nestled in the back of his boyfriend's arms, Xie Lianyun and Long Ji smirked and punched a punch, Huo Jian chose to bypass the boss Pei to sit elsewhere.

"Come back!" Uncle Jiang snorted: "You are tall, don't squeeze in the distance, don't you always stick to boss Pei to sit, and change anything blindly."

Pei Ru also glanced at him slowly.

"Boss Pei is going to go abroad for several months, and we will drop off at the airport just to see him off," Uncle Jiang stared at the little cubs sitting in the co-pilot: "These three months are not troublesome for others, how about gifts?"

"Thank—Thank—Pei—Old—Board!”

Huo Jian was forced to sit next to the man, trying to wince a little towards the window, and refused to be next to him.

Having said that, you can't mess up after kissing.

They are now a pure teacher-student relationship, not in love at all.

The nanny car was driving fast and accelerating, several in the back row were observed in secret, the middle pair was silent, only Jiang Shu was tilting his head to follow the music and hummed the recently popular Tuhai Divine Comedy "Rotten Drunk Baby".

Huo Jian suddenly felt like a classmate with a premature love under the head of the class teacher, and was still kissing the elite lecturer and school manager.

He listened to the wind outside the window, and at the same time, he expected to interact with Pei Ru, and instinctively wanted to evade and avoid.

——Even if nothing happens now.

After sitting for more than ten minutes, he didn't even play with his cell phone, so he was sitting in a daze beside the man, unconsciously repeating the deep kiss of the night in his mind.

The knuckles suddenly hit a paper box.

Huo Jian looked back, looked at him sideways, and reached for the small box.

The man said a happy Qixi Festival with his lips, and his eyes were gentle smiles.

I actually have gifts!

Huo Jian sat upright quickly, looking down at what he handed over, it was Armani's marine perfume.

It is also the one that Pei Ru also commonly uses.

He almost thought the other party had sent it wrong.

Why give me your smell... wait?

Huo Jian clenched the box, first glanced at Jiang Shu, who was still humming and playing with his mobile phone, and then went to see Pei Ruye and talked to him with his lips.

"I forgot to bring you."

Pei Ru also is opening the folder, **** on the data sheet, slender.

"It doesn't matter, you can make up."

Huo Jian found that his bottom line was completely obscured by this man, but his heart was also rushing, completely tasted the sweetness.

"Then what do you want?"

Pei Ru also pondered for a few seconds, and said, "Look, there are a few data problems here."

"data?"

"Well, looking at this line chart, I think it needs to be analyzed..."

The man lifted the fully opened a3 folder, blocking the front view like a barrier, and leaned sideways to avoid the rear view.

His eyes were smiling, and his lips were silent.

"kiss Me."

Huo Jian did not expect him to dare to tease himself in the face of his agent, and his brain was blank for half a second.

"Blade," the man said slowly, "I only want this."

Huo Jian held his breath slightly and leaned in quickly, trying not to make an ambiguous voice.

The lips are warm and soft, making them addictive.

"Good," Pei Ru also licked his lower lip in front of his face, and continued to study the chart data: "What do you think?"

"It was the function that was done wrong." Huo Jian didn't look at the chart at all, still looking at him in a loss, his voice was dumb: "The third item has no power reduction."

He used to regard Pei Ru as a teacher. He didn't dare to be close, and admired a sense of distance.

But once the mind is connected, many of the old appearances begin to decompose silently.

Pei Ru is also in front of outsiders, and has always been a high-ranking master.

He is responsible for making decisions, leading the situation, and guiding the smooth operation of several companies.

But he also kisses and kisses, **** men, dangerous lovers.

Huo Jian used to be cautiously fond of it for too long, but now he is finally close to touching and analyzing and learning more quietly.

His instinct announced in his mind that the other party was actually obsessed with himself.

This idea was bold and narcissistic, but he did not retreat.

Forty minutes from the next airport expressway.

Huo Jian got up and took a soft blanket, then spread it out, covering himself and the man's side.

"I sleep for a while."

Pei Ru also silently observed every move of Huo Jian. When he was leaned on the shoulder, his neck was a little red.

Then I felt the back of my slender and slightly cold hand under the blanket, and stopped at my leg as if it were unintentional.

He quickly glanced at the fake Huo Jian, his breath tightening.

Then he tried to lean his left hand over, and a couple of lovers tried to hold hands for the first time in the cinema.

"Xiao Pei, what's your new company doing?" Uncle Jiang tilted his head to look at him, glanced at Huo Jian, who was crooked next to his eyes, "Hey, it's really just getting on the bus, everywhere Can sleep."

"Short video." Pei Ruye said flatly.

The moment he spoke, their hands scratched the back of each other, and then buckled each other.

Palms are hot.

"Short video?" Uncle Jiang wondered: "Now the night fire broadcast is so fierce, what are you doing with that short video, is it more profitable?"

Pei Ruye also glanced at his fingertips with his fingertips and answered slowly: "In different fields, the nature is different."

Huo Blade held his breath and closed his eyes to pretend to sleep, and all his senses were involuntarily concentrated on the fingertips and belly.

He has practiced stringing for a long time, with thin cocoons on his five fingers and fingertips.

But in any case, the hand is the most delicate place of nerves.

Even with a light sweep, it seems to release current from the back to the whole body.

While chatting with his agent, the man explored his palm prints with his fingertips, deepening.

The touch is patient and meticulous, as if it is a tender touch, but it seems to have a desire.

Huo Jian had to work hard to control his breath.

He was fortunate that the blanket was big enough to cover up the strange things in some places.

The nanny car ran smoothly on the highway, and the teammates in the back seat slept together.

And he was shaking hands with his lover with one hand, tangled fingertips.

Forty minutes just passed by.

Waiting for someone to leave, Uncle Jiang took them to continue to drink coffee in the VIP lounge area, and talked about the arrangement of the Qixi Festival activities.

This cooperation is the same as the brand side last year, and the interactive mode features a new theme upgrade, which is a good opportunity for win-win publicity.

Xie Lianyun and Mei Sheng listened for a while, and leaned in beside Huo Jian to quietly gossip.

"You didn't say anything on the road."

"Boss Pei has been away for several months. Are you sure you want to be so cold with him..."

Huo Jian stirred the coffee milk froth in one hand, and slowly replied: "We are more restrained."

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