Are you trying to tease me [Entertainment]

Chapter 38

Yu Fengqiao smiled, his eyes reflected the warm orange light above their heads, which mixed with the original blue-gray to create a strange visual effect.

Ye Yuanxi looked up at him, feeling as if he was fascinated by ghosts.He took his hand and pulled Yu Fengqiao back: "Let's say hello to Teacher Yu."

Ye Yuanxi's hot breath hit Yu Fengqiao's chin, making the people above laugh: "Then don't regret it."

In fact... nothing to regret.

Two people who haven't slept much for a few days, how can they have the energy to do other things.

The two of them thought the bathtub was troublesome, so they didn't bother to turn on the water, so they simply stood under the shower together, the hot water fell, and the steam permeated around the two of them, so they couldn't see their real appearance clearly.

Yu Fengqiao stood with Ye Yuanxi in his arms, lowered his head, stroked the water from Ye Yuanxi's eyes with his thumb, and looked at him deeply.

The slender fingers with a thin layer of calluses tremblingly caressed Ye Yuanxi's lying silkworm, as if a little heavier would hurt the person in front of him.

"Okay." Ye Yuanxi said so, but still raised his hand to cover Yu Fengqiao's, letting his palm completely stick to her face.

"I'm alive."

Ye Yuanxi's eyelashes were stained with water, and when he raised his head, he was inexplicably charming, but he looked at Yu Fengqiao with firm and affectionate eyes: "See clearly, Xi Yuan is still alive. Be well, stand here."

Yu Fengqiao laughed out of tune.

A scene that I once didn't even dare to think about, a person who didn't even dare to dream in the middle of the night.

Really stand in front of him now.

Yu Fengqiao lowered her head and still looked at him. She didn't know if she was drenched in water or what, but her eyes gradually turned red.

When Xi Yuan was in a car accident, he didn't cry, but quickly started to change the direction of his career.

When Xi Yuan passed away, he couldn't cry at all. After lying in the hospital for so long, he didn't even have a tear.

At the end of Xi Yuan's memorial service, he said goodbye to him with a smile.

But now that he really felt the temperature under his hands, he couldn't restrain the rising emotions and the tears that could no longer hold in his eyes.

"Okay." Ye Yuanxi put her forehead against Yu Fengqiao's, and rubbed his face with both hands, "It's okay, ah. It's all good."

He turned his head to the side, let Yu Fengqiao lean on his shoulder, and hugged him with his back, feeling Yu Fengqiao's butterfly bones that were so thin that his hands were already pierced: "From now on, I will always be with you."

His height is 185, his life is slender, and his proportions are perfect, which is not much different from Yu Fengqiao's 189.

When holding Yu Fengqiao like this, he could feel that the other party leaned into his arms completely dependently, relaxing all his emotions.

Ye Yuanxi left the affectionate confession here, which caused the two of them to stand inside for too long, and when they finally came out, both of them were a little short of oxygen.

Yu Fengqiao seemed to have completely recovered, with a calm expression. After tidying up the bathrobes on the floor, she stepped out of the warm shower room, went to the cabinet and found the towels and bathrobes for Ye Yuanxi. go in.

Then, he turned his head, seemingly calmly packing up the toiletries for Ye Yuanxi to use later.

Ye Yuanxi put on a bathrobe loosely by herself, walked out with a smile and stood behind Yu Fengqiao, reaching out and tugging at his belt.

Yu Fengqiao looked quite calm, and patted Ye Yuanxi's troublesome hand: "Blow your hair first, you'll catch a cold."

But Ye Yuanxi could clearly see that Yu Fengqiao's ears were obviously red with his head down.

"Oh, I'm sorry kid." He smiled and leaned forward to joke, seeing Yu Fengqiao's sudden panic, his eyes were full of smiles, "Okay, let me do it."

Yu Fengqiao just picked up a glass that had just been knocked over by him inadvertently, stood with her head down for a while, and hummed softly.

Ye Yuanxi didn't seem restrained either, standing in front of the large washstand, tidying up the things that Yu Fengqiao had just brought out.

Yu Fengqiao behind him watched him tidy up in front of him naturally.

It seemed that this person should have appeared here, in his home, holding the same toiletries as him, lowering his head casually, ready to brush his teeth and go to bed quickly.

"Are you a koala?" Ye Yuanxi felt the person coming up behind him again, and laughed helplessly, but didn't move, and let him hug her silently, burying his head in his back back.

"Okay, it's time to go to bed. I have to get up early to record the show tomorrow, and I call you."

Lying on the bed, Ye Yuanxi purposely raised his pillow up a bit, and put his arms around Yu Fengqiao.

The curtains in the room were not drawn tightly, and at this moment, a very narrow light could be seen passing through the gap and hitting the dark gray quilt.

"Don't say anything that you won't be able to sleep at night." Seeing that Yu Fengqiao wanted to speak, Ye Yuanxi reached out and covered his mouth with his hand. He also heard from Fang Cuo that Yu Fengqiao suffered from insomnia so badly that he could sleep twice a night. Three hours is not bad, but I was a little annoyed immediately, "What's wrong with a child being insomnia at such a young age, I'm always here."

In the dark, Yu Fengqiao seemed to be smiling, and hummed.

Ye Yuanxi hugged him and patted his back like coaxing a child.

"Am I the first to know?" After a while, when Ye Yuanxi could barely open his eyes, he suddenly heard Yu Fengqiao ask.

Ye Yuanxi sighed, rubbing his hair as if punishing him for not falling asleep: "Yes, and the only one. Seeing you like that before... really, I can't bear it."

At first, he didn't think there was anything to say about this matter to others.

No matter how you think about rebirth, it's too nonsense, and he doesn't have anyone he cares about for him to explain, so he has nothing to worry about.

But who knew there would be another Yu Fengqiao.

In less than half a year of acquaintance, his previous thoughts were smashed to pieces.

This person, he really couldn't bear to let the other party suffer a little bit more.

Hugging Yu Fengqiao tighter, Ye Yuanxi sighed lightly: "Go to sleep."

This head is full of affection and sweetness, sleep well at night.

Others are not in such a calm and calm mood.

"Your Voice" has gone through a full half a year from the start of promotion to the first broadcast.

Even the viewers who were not interested before could not hold back the dense and long-line propaganda posture, and expressed their great expectations for this program.

On the first day of broadcast, the ratings broke a new high.

And when the live TV broadcast ended and the network began to update synchronously, the data began to be truly reflected.

#叶远河曲容# was the first one to hit the trending searches.

At the beginning, everyone was tired of this popular resident. Although he was popular among passers-by, many people also liked him. Relying on the just-aired episode of "Ta&Ta" and several times of stills from Reuters, the It is no longer the original one-sided scolding misery.

But this does not mean that everyone can accept that he appears on the hot search list every now and then.

——It’s crazy that sometimes you have nothing to do and buy hot searches. Wouldn’t it be nice to have a bit of energy and use it for acting?

——The character design is overdone, there is no work at all, I think the popularity is very high

——The awakening of a new generation of traffic kings hahahaha, don't hit me, I just think this posture is exactly the same as a certain traffic surnamed Luo. When I look at it, it turns out that it belongs to the same agent.

Many passers-by who watched the excitement with this mentality, while curious about this trending trend that keeps going up all the way, at the same time disdain this increasingly popular trend in their hearts.

None of the current traffic stars can produce real works.

But they didn't find out until they clicked into this trending search and scrolled down.

This hot search may really be manually searched one by one by someone else.

The number of blog entries in the entry is increasing at an explosive speed every second, and most of them, looking at them, I feel that these people are either aphasia or are too excited to organize the words.

There is a big string of ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, followed by @叶远溪, and nothing else can be said.

The full video cannot be played until the show is over, and most of the paragraphs on the homepage are shot by other people with their mobile phones shaking their hands.

Mixed with the screaming, imitation, and humming of the photographer, most of this music has changed.

But he still couldn't stop the person on the screen, holding the pipa, raising his eyes and smiling slightly, pinching his fingertips and saying "Jiang Feng Yuhuo to Misian" in a melodious and mournful way.

Like weeping like complaining.

His voice was not shrill, but after being elongated, it had a masculine heroic air, which added a sense of confusion to the plainly sad tone.There are exquisite scenery and scenery in the south of the Yangtze River, but also the vastness and magnificence of the great rivers.

The comments below have already exploded.

——I have sung for 20 years, really, show your hands, this is a real boss

——The player who played the pipa also knelt down, okay? If nothing else, the way he holds the pipa is prettier than a woman like me

——I used to think that playing the pipa was weird, let’s not talk about it, let my son learn folk music

——"Night Mooring at Maple Bridge" ah "Night Mooring at Maple Bridge", a song written for children.I really want to know if it is what I understand! ! ! !

——As a maple leaf party, I really exploded

——The previous chorus with Luo Jia was nothing!Calculate!indivual!hair!

Overnight, all kinds of kneeling to the boss, I can't afford to offend the boss, begging the boss to sing for another 500 years, begging you to be together, all kinds of new emoticons have sprung up like mushrooms, all over everyone's homepage.

The photo of Ye Yuanxi holding the pipa was also intercepted and played by various masters.

The craziest one that was retweeted was a well-known illustrator who directly drew a set of oiran clothes for Ye Yuanxi.The bright red dress set off the half-smiling expression of the man who was not lifting up, which was breathtakingly beautiful.

What's worse, the last one she copied was a photo of Yu Fengqiao's military uniform in a certain movie.

Riding on a horse with a helmet on his shoulders, when he was holding a rope and looking back, he was cold-hearted and seemed ruthless.

In troubled times, a good couple is made by nature.

Some people just look at these two pictures, and they have already shown the painstaking sadomasochism from chapter 1 to chapter 10.Many people who were originally not interested in the real entertainment industry couldn't help but find this clip to listen to.

After the show was played, the official blog released everyone's singing clips.

Others obviously have a much larger fan base than Ye Yuanxi, but Ye Yuanxi's song, in just one night, had far more retweets than the sum of the others.

When Ye Yuanxi got up early the next morning, he received messages from friends from all walks of life.

He glanced at Yu Fengqiao, who was sleeping with his eyes closed, and didn't have the heart to wake him up. He rolled his hands lightly out of bed, closed the door and went outside.

After all, Yu Fengqiao's kitchen had been turned on a few times. Ye Yuanxi found several bags of toast in the refrigerator, and took out the middle part with a knife.

He casually placed his mobile phone on the counter and clicked a brisk tune.While humming a song, he was cooking the ingredients in his hands, and when he was free, he could even flip through Weibo and reply to the news.

When he heard the sound of almost rolling off the bed and a rush of footsteps in the room, Ye Yuanxi was heating butter on the side of the toast, and was about to knock it down on the side of the pot with an egg.

"Put on the slippers, what are you standing there looking at?" Ye Yuanxi sighed, and looked at Yu Fengqiao who was staring at him in a daze, "After washing up, I came to eat, and Pan Min came to pick him up at seven o'clock."

"Ah, um, good." Yu Fengqiao responded standing on the spot, but her eyes were still glued to Ye Yuanxi and refused to leave. After being threatened twice by Ye Yuanxi with an egg, she reluctantly moved away. Footsteps, backed up to the wall, took another deep look at Ye Yuanxi before turning into the bathroom.

I'm afraid that Ye Yuanxi will lose it.

It was true, before Ye Yuanxi finished all the breakfast, he felt that there was another person behind him.

It was warm, with the same taste of mouthwash and aftershave as him, lying on his neck.

"I always thought you were aloof. Mr. Gentleman, why didn't you find that you are so sticky?" Ye Yuanxi fried a few slices of bacon, made two glasses of juice with the cooking machine next to it, and poured it into two identical ones. In a bright yellow cup.

Yu Fengqiao muttered twice, Ye Yuanxi didn't hear what he said, but felt that he was rubbing against her again.

"Auntie bought this for you?" Ye Yuanxi pointed to the set of supplies in the kitchen and a lot of cups and plates with contrasting colors but very harmonious.

Yu Fengqiao shook her head: "I bought it myself."

He is not used to other people taking care of his own house, and usually comes by himself when he is not working.

"He really knows how to take care of himself." Ye Yuanxi couldn't hide a smile from the corner of his mouth, he put away all the things with a smile, and brought them to the dining table with Yu Fengqiao behind him, "Why are people so thin?"

"Would you like another cup of coffee? I seem to have a few capsules left, soon." Yu Fengqiao stopped talking now, turned around and walked to the kitchen by herself.

Ye Yuanxi grabbed his collar with one hand, and didn't intend to let him go at all: "How many catties did you lose?"

Yu Fengqiao knew that this was asking him how much weight he had lost after knowing the news of Xi Yuan's death, so he said vaguely: "No."

"Frankly." Ye Yuanxi pulled him back.

The two of them stalemate for a while, and finally Ye Yuanxi heard Yu Fengqiao say softly: "Twenty catties."

In fact, this was already the result of being dragged by Fang Cuo for a long time because he was going to be on the show.

Some time ago, he was so thin that he was almost out of shape.

Ye Yuanxi let go of him, turned around and rubbed his nose.

"Actually...it's okay. Really." Yu Fengqiao hurriedly explained, "I have to lose weight for the movie."

"Oh." Ye Yuanxi stuffed him with the bread in his hand, "Eat yours."

But how could Yu Fengqiao not know that Ye Yuanxi was angry.

A little anxious, but also a little imperceptibly sweet, when Yu Fengqiao sat down, she secretly glanced at Ye Yuanxi, the joy in her eyes was so overflowing.

Over there, Ye Yuanxi felt a little sore, but still pretended not to see it, just took the mobile phone and swiped to himself: "Yo, the Internet has pulled CP for us two again."

Yu Fengqiao smiled until her eyes narrowed: "Yes."

"Otherwise, please explain to me all the time, what is the repost at 04:30 in the morning?" Ye Yuanxi turned the phone over to show him, "Huh?"

Some people still kindly sorted out the timeline below.

Twelve o'clock#冬远《中意》#At the end of the trending search, at one o'clock in the morning#叶远河《林桥夜波》# on the top, #罗嘉叶远河# is a tag posted under the maple bridge night mooring, which means this It's just a travelogue in Suzhou, and has nothing to do with Yu Fengqiao at all.

The two CPs were almost bleeding from the bottom.

But before a result could be drawn, Yu Fengqiao, the master, went off the stage and reposted it.

Fighting from all walks of life until dawn, the CP members who witnessed this moment were so moved that they almost cried.

"But I think there are still a lot of people who support me and Luo Jia." Ye Yuanxi flipped up and down, "Everyone says I'm compatible with him."

The glass over there was put down with a clang.

"It's just that you don't like me at all, and you should do your best to cooperate with my performance."

Ye Yuanxi suppressed a smile and finished speaking, but found that he was thrown on the dining table in the next second.

Yu Fengqiao squeezed one leg between his legs. Early in the morning, the posture of the two young men was very dangerous.

"He and I." Yu Fengqiao said very seriously, "Hi."

Ye Yuanxi laughed out loud.

But Yu Fengqiao took away his hand covering his eyes seriously, and repeated earnestly: "I'm good to you."

So you don't like him anymore.

Don't let him know you're back either.

Just tell me one is enough.

"I know, hello, hello." Ye Yuanxi sat up, hugged him and patted him, but suddenly thought of something, and said seriously, "But speaking of Luo Jia, I really have something to tell you. "

The author has something to say: 彁 彁 彁, I can’t control the number of words when I’m sweet