My singer girlfriend is super fierce

The MV of "sugar" seems to fascinate Yu Caiwei.

"Why." Tong Yao joked, "Are you tempted and want to get married?"

Yu Caiwei blushed slightly, and before she could answer, Tong Yaoge, who was interested, stopped listening, and continued to ask: "By the way, do you have any plans for this?"

Yu Caiwei said: "...before the age of 28."

"That means there are still 4 years..." Tong Yao supported her chin with one hand, and said in a deep voice, "It's not too late, it's just right. I see many singers and celebrities who are over 40 and not married."

Isn't it too late?

Yu Caiwei pulled the hair that had fallen from her shoulders behind her ears and did not speak.

"Hey, I'm going to be a bridesmaid at that time." Tong Yao continued: "This song "Sugar" is so sweet, it's very suitable for a wedding, and then let him sing it to you live... No, this song has already been sung, He should be asked to write a new one and sing it at the wedding."

"Anyway, that guy is so good at writing songs, this must be a trivial matter to him."

Regarding the future wedding of Ye Zhiqiu and Yu Caiwei, Tong Yao seems to be more concerned about the future wedding than the two of them, and she can't stop the trend when she talks about it.

As she was talking, Tong Yao suddenly lay down on the sofa, crying, "Ah, Weiwei, I'm so envious of you all of a sudden!"

"I have a common career, a good relationship, and I came from campus love. It's perfect...I'm still single. Now that I think about it, my four years in college are wasted."

The corner of Yu Caiwei's mouth curled up slightly, and she said, "You can also look for it, the company doesn't restrict artists from falling in love."

Tong Yao sighed and said, "It would be nice to find it so easy."

"I feel that after leaving the society, everyone has become more realistic about falling in love."

"It's not that it's bad to be realistic, but some pursuers can tell at a glance that it's just for fun, and they want to ask you out to open a room without talking a few words..."

"I've met so many times that I almost have the illusion that I'm too conservative, and now I'm all blocked."

"You still have a good eye, Weiwei." Speaking of this, Tong Yao said: "By the way, I have always wondered why you fell in love with that guy at first sight when you were a freshman."

"Although he is indeed quite handsome, I think there were many men who chased you at that time who were more handsome than him, and there were a lot of better conditions than him..." Tong Yao puzzled, "And at that time he still had Girlfriend, according to your personality, probably not."

Yu Caiwei thought for a while and said, "I don't know."

"I don't know?" Tong Yao was taken aback.

Yu Caiwei said softly: "I just fell in love with it, I can't help it, I don't have feelings for other people."

"So..." Regarding this answer, Tong Yao nodded in agreement, and analyzed: "I read in books that things like love are never unreasonable."

"It's like, when you were single, you kept telling yourself what kind of person you were looking for, but once you really met that person one day, it didn't matter at all, whether the other person was what you wanted or not."

"Weiwei is in this situation, so congratulations, you met true love!"

"Ahhh!" Tong Yao, the master of emotion, finished her conclusion, then lay down on the sofa as if losing all her strength, kicking her feet like she was venting, "When will it be my turn to meet the person I'm in love with..."

For the current situation of her best friend, Yu Caiwei has no good way to do it, she can only comfort her: "We will meet."

"I'm in a hurry, if this continues, I will be desperate for finding a partner." Tong Yao covered her face on the sofa pillow, and said in a dull voice, "Oh, I'm almost 25, and I haven't even tasted a man's small mouth. "

Speaking of this, Tong Yao threw away the pillow in her hand, twisted her body on the sofa, put her hands on her chest and rubbed her T-shirt, and murmured: "It's useless to grow so big..."

"..." Yu Caiwei was speechless at Tong Yao's "violent" behavior.

When her name was called, Tong Yao suddenly remembered something, and sat up from the sofa suddenly, because the movement was too large, the pure cotton t-shirt inside was pulled out of the shape of a ball...

Ignoring the feeling of falling on her chest being pulled by gravity, Tong Yao glanced left and right as if there were only two people in this space, and said in a low voice, "Weiwei, you and him... have done it."

This sentence is an affirmative sentence.

"How do you feel? Are you comfortable?"

"Yaoyao..." Yu Caiwei blushed suddenly.

It's one thing to have experienced it, but it's still embarrassing to discuss this kind of thing.

"What's the matter with embarrassment, just the two of us, tell me quickly."

Under Tong Yao's gaze of "I won't give up if you don't tell me", Yu Caiwei blushed slightly, and finally nodded her head lightly, her voice as thin as a mosquito.

"Comfortable."

However, Tong Yao was not satisfied, and continued to ask curiously: "How comfortable is it? Is it really the same as in the movie, and you can't help crying out...?"

After chatting, there were no outsiders here anyway, so Yu Caiwei let go of her shame a little, nodded and agreed.

"So..." Tong Yao thoughtfully, "I read in the book that because of the different physiological structure, it is more difficult for women to get pleasure from doing this than men... From this point of view, that guy's ability Also strong...”

"Yaoyao..." There was a deep sense of powerlessness in Yu Caiwei's voice.

She doesn't know what to say about her best friend anymore, there are books and movies, your theoretical knowledge is quite strong...

"Ah!" Tong Yao took a deep breath, fell into self-pity again, and shouted as if to vent: "I want a man too! The one who is handsome, talented and physically strong..."

Suddenly, Tong Yao turned her head to look at Yu Caiwei, and said, "If Weiwei is like this, if I am 30...wrong, and I can't find a partner at 28, you can lend me your man... Ugh!"

"Hmm... don't do that... woohoo!"

Tong Yao's voice was drowned in the pillow that Yu Caiwei stuffed her face.