The Whole World is Licking Me and My Ex-girlfriend’s CP

Song Yushi and Qi Ke slept badly last night. When they got to the VIP lounge, they started to make up their sleep. They got on the plane and continued to sleep. They slept until the plane landed at Winter City Airport before being woken up by the assistant.

Chen Sheng was familiar with Qi Ke, and asked in a low voice, "What did you two do last night, so sleepy?"

Qi Ke: "..." Do you dare to listen to me?

However, Chen Sheng's teammate was a discerning teammate, hooking Chen Sheng's shoulder and squeezing words from his teeth: "If you don't speak, no one will treat you as a mute."

Chen Sheng stopped and covered his mouth.

Qi Ke smiled and said nothing.

There are still many fans at the airport to pick them up. The organizer learned a lesson and sent two cars to pick them up. They went directly to the VIP channel and sent them to the rehearsal site of the gymnasium.

Qi Ke posted a Weibo account to report her itinerary to fans, and sneaked materials to reveal the show she and Song Yushi were going to perform.

It is a ballad of sweetday's second album.

[It's winter! ! Ye Qing is back! ! 】

Song Yushi, whose fans are young or not, doesn't know, she only knows that she has been on the stage for the past two years except for the New Year's Eve, and she has been filming for the rest of the time. She had to communicate with Qi Keduo during the rehearsal.

Qi Ke: "The orange juice part is connected with your part, don't forget it."

Song Yushi: "Well."

Qi Ke: "Oh, and Zhong Yi's part has changed the rap, so don't sing it into rap."

Song Yushi: "Well."

"Hey—" Qi Ke helplessly put down the dictionary, reached out and shook it in front of Song Yushi: "Why are you absent-minded? Are you still sleepy?"

Song Yushi shook his head: "No."

"What's the matter?"

"Have you seen a post?"

"You started surfing the Internet?" Qi Ke was surprised.

"Occasionally."

They sat cross-legged on the edge of the stage, a certain popular singer and dancer was rehearsing, the background music was deafening, and the drums were clear. Song Yushi said something again, but Qi Ke didn't hear it clearly and moved closer.

Song Yushi handed her the phone directly.

The post was titled "Dan Tuan, I'm a good i-stage from Idol", and the number of replies reached more than 200 pages.

The real name of the i stage is heartbroken, isn't it sweet to be an idol? I had to go to filming, and there was no sound for half a year, and all the fans ran away! Song Yushi, say something, Song Yushi! 】

I watched her new movie, she acted very well (not a fan, not a fan)]

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[Alas, I used to really like the captain's stage, but the idol stage of internal entertainment has been less, and now the focus of the career has shifted, and the development is not bad, so there is no need to laugh at her! 】

Qi Ke slid down again, half and half were fans and blacks. Everyone had their own opinions. In the end, they were torn apart vigorously. Fans slapped straight shots with zero mistakes on the stage, and black fans slammed various out-of-context clips.

The rehearsal on the stage came to an end, and the microphone that was not turned off made a harsh sound when walking, which made the huge gymnasium extremely quiet.

The hurried footsteps of the staff.

Song Yushi flipped through the lyrics and waited for Qi Ke to express her opinion, but she didn't wait for a long time, and when she looked up - Qi Ke was tapping on the keyboard, reciting something indignantly: "Fuck it! "

Song Yushi: "…"

Don't use other people's mobile phone to reply and curse people!

Fortunately, after finishing typing, Qi Ke suddenly remembered that this may be an old post, and it may be a grave digging up, so she forcibly held back. She deleted the content and handed the phone to Song Yushi.

Someone sang on the stage, covering Qi Ke's voice.

Qi Ke glared at the people on the stage angrily, took out her mobile phone, and opened the dialog box with Song Yushi.

After a while, Song Yushi's phone rang.

Qi Ke: You forgot your ten million shot?

Qi Ke: You are the most powerful sweetday captain!

Qi Ke: Do not doubt yourself. They are all farting!

Song Yushi stared at the words Qi Ke sent her for a while, then gave Qi Ke a strange look before replying slowly.

Song Yushi: No doubt.

Qike people are stupid: Then why did you let me read the post?

Song Yushi: I didn't perform well in the rehearsal for a while, so don't talk about me.

Qi Ke:?

When did Song Yushi become so glassy?

Song Yushi slowly added: They have all scolded you for you, you just need to point out my shortcomings.

Qi Ke:…

What a weird brain circuit! !

Qi Ke was so depressed that it was time to cue them, she stood up and handed the microphone to Song Yushi: "Come on, let me see how bad you can be!"

In five minutes.

Song Yushi's immortal voice is in perfect harmony with Qi Ke.

Qi Ke scolded: "Do you think you are **** if you don't get full marks in the exam!!"

Song Yushi frowned, looking unhappy: "I didn't sing well just now."

Qi Ke: "…"

I feel that my feelings have been deceived.

Both Qi Ke and Song Yushi are very demanding on the stage, especially Qi Ke. After graduating from the girl group, she took the singer-musician route and has not left the stage so far. That post is right, there are few internal entertainment stages, and every opportunity is worth cherishing.

The two rehearsed until 4:30 in the morning before leaving get off work.

blown away.

Song Yushi was sleepy at first, but was awake by the cold wind.

Qi Ke suggested: "Eat and rest?"

Song Yushi nodded. There was no one on the street now, and the two sat on the stall and ate. Two cages of xiaolongbao, two bowls of bean curd brain, just the right amount.

Qi Ke called the boss over and asked him to bring breakfast to the station sister who was still on guard.

Attached a note: Rest early, hard work. See you tonight.

Qi Ke has always been a fan.

Song Yushi was used to it. After she finished eating, she wiped her mouth and settled the bill.

Qi Ke was flattered: "You invite me?"

Song Yushi hummed, without even looking at her: "You have worked hard too."

Qi Ke was stunned and smiled.

[@春日星河:|Lychee Fashion Festival|Rehearsal after get off work. Let's have breakfast together. Thanks to my sister and Keke for the breakfast! Good evening show! 】

With nine squares.

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I have already moved the Civil Affairs Bureau! 】

【Go back to sleep together, hehe. 】

In the super talk, the two masters washed and fell asleep together. The organizer opened a suite for the two of them, with two double beds, with enough safety distance to sleep peacefully.

Song Yushi was awakened by hunger.

Just after twelve o'clock noon, WeChat was full of news, Song Yushi returned to Sister Fei and Xiaonan one by one, and dealt with the work group, only to see Zhong Yi in the group of five of them Liette, she and Qi Ke.

[WeChat Group-Today we will make a fortune]

Zhong Yi: @奇克@宋雨，I went to the gym, and you left as soon as I got there. Are you avoiding me on purpose?

Silence.

No one spoke in the WeChat group at five in the morning.

No one returned to Zhong Yi until almost seven o'clock, naturally it was Zhong Yi's official cp orange juice: Are they both still asleep?

Zhong Yi retracted a message.

Orange Juice: I see.

Zhong Yi:…

Orange Juice: You are so sensitive, why can't they sleep?

Zhong Yi: ... private chat.

I don't know what the two of them chatted privately, and it took half an hour for new news to change.

Meng Ying: What are you doing mysteriously?

Zhong Yi: Nothing!

Orange Juice: Really really nothing!

Meng Ying:…

—It makes you feel like there is something better! !

The group fell silent again.

Song Yushi continued to scroll down, the latest news came from half an hour ago.

Qi Ke: @zhongyi I just woke up, is the rehearsal over? Where do you live?

Song Yushi turned over, and the bed next to her was clean and empty.

Zhong Yi: I just got back, I have to catch up. Didn't you wake up when it rained? You two share a room?

Qi Ke: Hmm.

Zhong Yi: I just slept for an hour, and I woke up to look for you.

The Zhong Yi girl group has developed well after graduation. The singer and actor have both hands, many die-hard fans and good resources. They are currently the busiest one in their group.

Song Yushi thought about it and posted an emoji in the group.

Song Yushi: Good Morning.gif

The group was quiet for a second, and then the screen was swiped.

Orange Juice: Stunned Dog.jpg

Meng Ying: Damn it early in the morning.gif

Orange juice: ah this.jpg

Meng Ying: Shixian's Doubt.jpg

Qi Ke: @宋雨石 came out for dinner.

Song Yushi:…

Orange Juice&Meng Ying: Well, as expected of you.jpg

Qi Ke ordered a meal to be delivered to the room, and is now enjoying a good meal in the living room. On the TV is the TV series that Song Yushi just aired. I can't.

When she saw Song Yu, she came out, and she said hello: "Morning."

Song Yushi was expressionless: "Morning."

Qi Ke: "…"

Why don't you play cute?

Qi Ke said: "By the way, we both have been on the hot search, have you seen it?"

Song Yushi paused when she squeezed toothpaste: "What's hot?" The vibration of the electric toothbrush echoed in the bathroom, she said vaguely: "A rehearsal?"

Qi Ke's voice came from the living room: "It's about breakfast."

Song Yushi snorted: "That has nothing to do with me."

Qi Ke did not continue with this topic. She didn't know what she saw, so she clicked: "When did orange juice start drinking cp?"

Blessed to the soul, Song Yushi glanced at the mobile phone on the sink.

【WeChat Group-We are going to make a fortune today】

Orange Juice: [Picture] [Picture] [Picture]

Orange Juice: Immortals standing in immortals, you two are a perfect match!

Meng Ying: ?

Song Yushi: ?

Qi Ke: Please surround yourself with cp and don't dance in front of the master, thank you.

Orange Juice: [Screenshot]

Screenshot content: [@宋雨士 came out to eat. 】

Orange Juice: The main dancer came to me and smashed the sugar in the face, thank you. Act righteously, please don't increase your fans.

Song Yushi: You and Qi Ke did the same when we were in the regiment.

Orange Juice: ?

Meng Ying: ?

A moment of silence.

Song Yushi turned on the faucet, the sound of water gurgling, passing through her slender and fair fingers. She threw a handful of water on her face, and the droplets slid across her face, dripping slowly down her superior jawline.

The phone lights up again.

It was Qi Ke who returned her.

In an understatement: Jealous?

Song Yushi: "…"

The author has something to say:

Song Yushi: Are you forced to sell industrial sugar?

Teammate: I mean the truth.

Thanks to the little angel who threw mines: 1 streamer;

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: 27 bottles of Pluto; 4 bottles of congratulatory messages;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!