Reading File Love GL[Entertainment]

After Yan Muyu forwarded Song Qingmian's Weibo, she didn't browse the comments on her Weibo.

Although the string of words she typed would not directly cause the two of them to scold each other, it made the number of CP fans who liked her and Song Qingmian increase rapidly.

Later, some new CP fans who did not understand the rules of the fan circle accidentally made a slip of the tongue and caused trouble, which affected the whole group, resulting in several small frictions between the CP fans and Weifan.

However, the finals are just around the corner. During this period, Weifan usually magnifies small things and uses them to purify from CP fans and group meals.

There is still a competitive relationship, and the final is the most important. The degree of tolerance of each fan is the lowest at this stage.

And this kind of situation where friction occurs due to different fan attributes and different positions leads to it is very common.As long as it wasn't directly caused by herself, Yan Muyu wouldn't care.At this moment, what she cared about was Song Qingmian who was sitting still like a statue in front of her.

"What's wrong? Is there something wrong with what I said?" Yan Muyu, who hadn't thought about Weibo content for a long time before posting it, was a little apprehensive.

In her previous life, she was not only outdated but also had a bad reputation. Not only did she not have any promotional advertisements that needed to be posted on Weibo, but occasionally she read and reposted comments on Weibo, which were basically scolding.After that, she simply uninstalled Weibo and never followed the Internet again.

--Huh?But why was she, who was notorious during that time, still occasionally received a few special invitations for commercial platform activities, and the announcement fee far exceeded her net worth at the time?

Thinking of this, Yan Muyu's eyes on Song Qingmian suddenly got a little complicated.But she recalled what she said last night, 'Leave the past to the past', and she didn't ask after all.

Song Qingmian heard Yan Muyu's uneasy question, but did not answer immediately.She silently lowered her head and commented on the Weibo reposted by Yan Muyu: "Now I know."

Then he put down the phone and raised his head, looking back at Yan Muyu with tender eyes, and replied: "There is nothing wrong with it. It is pleasant and entertaining."

"As long as you like it." Yan Muyu's ears began to turn red.

She originally thought that it was enough for her to know the symbolic meaning of these things, but when she put them out, she felt like she was talking sweet words.But seeing Song Qingmian watching it happily, she was also very happy in her heart.

Yan and Song looked at each other silently, the distance between their heads was shortening, and there was a sudden affection in the living room.

But the distance hadn't shortened to zero, but the grandfather clock in the living room rang to remind the hour, and at the same time, the doorbell of the suite also started to make noise.The two woke up suddenly, and hurriedly separated and stood up.

"It should be my brother who came, and he made an appointment with me..." Song Qingmian explained with a blushing face.

"Well... hurry up and open the door, it's not good to keep him waiting for a long time..." Yan Muyu replied with the same red face as Song Qingmian.

"Okay..." Song Qingmian turned and walked towards the door of the suite.

Yan Muyu followed Song Qingmian honestly, but spurned herself in her heart: It's not like she hasn't kissed before...Why is she so shy?Is it because the previous attacks were all unilateral?

The living room is the most spacious place in the entire suite. It took a while for the two of them to walk from the sofa to the door, but the people outside seemed certain that they had heard the bell and did not ring the doorbell again.

As soon as Song Qingmian opened the door, Yan Muyu saw standing outside the door a handsome man with facial features that were five points like Song Qingmian's, with a tall and straight figure and an elegant demeanor.

However, the man in a suit and leather shoes is not carrying a briefcase in his hand, but several exquisite gift bags.

"Happy birthday, Xiao Mian." Seeing Song Qingmian, Song Hanjue smiled and handed over several gift bags in his hand.

"Thank you brother." Song Qingmian took the gift bag and asked, "Would you like to come in and sit for a while?"

"No, there are still things to deal with. I won't disturb your rest time with your friends." When talking about "friends", Song Hanjue suddenly raised his eyes to Yan Muyu with meaningful eyes.

Yan Muyu was taken aback by Song Hanjue, and hurriedly greeted him: "...Hi." She didn't know what to call Song Hanjue.

Compared with the identity of the person in charge of Tingtao Hotel in China, Yan Muyu is more afraid of the fact that Song Hanjue is Song Qingmian's elder brother.

"If you have any other needs, tell the waiter in this suite." Song Hanjue only nodded at Yan Muyu, and then turned his gaze back to Song Qingmian, "Then I'm leaving...Come on for the game."

"Well. Goodbye, brother."

"Goodbye."

"...Goodbye." Yan Muyu didn't expect her to finish meeting one of Song Qingmian's 'parents' so soon. Although Song Hanjue didn't communicate with her directly, his attitude towards her seemed to be okay.Although she didn't know how much Song Hanjue knew about her and Song Qingmian.

After closing the door, the two returned to the sofa in the living room. The difference was that Song Qingmian had a few more bags in his hand.

Lovers should have personal privacy.Song Qingmian's parents and elder brother gave her a birthday present, Yan Muyu never thought of peeping.But she can guess without looking, the things inside are probably expensive.

However, after Song Qingmian opened several bags and took a look at each, he suddenly handed one of the black gift bags to Yan Muyu, and said, "This is for you."

"It's obviously your birthday present, why did you give it to me?" Yan Muyu didn't reach out to take it, "Although you are a little rich woman, I don't take soft food."

Yan Muyu has always adhered to the principle of 'spend the money you earn to be confident', whether it is for relatives or lovers.

Although she does not have any personal savings except for the pocket money she has saved, but the show is coming to an end, and after her debut, she will be able to share the announcement fee and build her own small treasury.In this life, she will definitely not be as down and out as she was in her previous life. In the future, she still plans to work hard with the goal of shortening the family background gap with Song Qingmian.

After Song Qingmian heard this, she didn't take back the hand that handed out the gift bag. She replied with a smile: "Because I asked my brother to buy this bag for you. It's not called soft food. Besides... you gave me a gift, Shouldn't I give you one back?"

Yan Muyu shook her head: "How can this be the same? I am not the one who gave birth today. Even if you want to pay it back, you should wait until my birthday next year." The gift she gave was not so expensive that it had to be returned...

Song Qingmian was too lazy to listen to Yan Muyu's thousands of reasons for rejection, she got up and put the black gift bag on Yan Muyu's lap, then sat down and asked: "Where are there so many rules for giving a gift to my lover? Or...in fact, you don't care about my gift at all?"

It's not that she is not rare, she is obviously afraid of being too expensive... Yan Muyu compromised with a bitter face: "Then let me open it first and have a look."

"Don't worry, it's just an ordinary gift inside, and it's not expensive enough to make you feel like you're eating soft food."

Yan Muyu opened the black gift bag and found a black box inside.

As soon as she took out the box and saw the pattern printed on it, Yan Muyu knew what was inside. She raised her head and asked Song Qingmian, "Is this the mobile phone you bought for me?"

"Yeah." Song Qingmian signaled Yan Muyu to open the box, "Although the flip phone has not been completely eliminated, but this flip phone of yours has to be replaced, and the running speed is so slow... If you don't know that you don't like it very much Playing with your mobile phone, I’m really curious how you use it.”

Yan Muyu's old-fashioned clamshell, although old-fashioned, has all the functions that a smartphone should have.

It wasn't that her phone couldn't transfer files during bungee jumping last time, it was just because Song Qingmian disliked it because she used it for too long and the response speed was too slow, so she asked the staff to transfer the video and pictures to Song Qingmian's phone.

When Song Qingmian booked this suite, she knew that Song Hanjue would come to see her this morning.

Seeing the oldness of Yan Muyu's phone, Song Qingmian quietly sent a message to Song Hanjue on the way from the amusement park to the next destination yesterday, asking Song Hanjue to bring her the latest black smartphone, so she can give it away Give it to someone as a gift.

Song Qingmian didn't point out who the 'other' was, but Song Hanjue, who knew who Song Qingmian was traveling with and living with these two days, guessed the recipient of the gift in no time.

However, Song Hanjue readily agreed. No matter how luxurious a mobile phone is, it is not expensive for him. What's more, Song Qingmian specifically asked for only popular mobile phone brands on the market.

No matter how expensive the latest mobile phones of popular brands are, they rarely cost more than [-] yuan.For those who have been in the entertainment industry and received high advertising fees, it is indeed an ordinary gift.

In addition, Yan Muyu was thinking of changing a mobile phone so that she could communicate with Song Qingmian when the itinerary was different in the future, so she didn't continue to refuse Song Qingmian's kindness, but asked in confusion: "Did you choose the color? Why? Give me the black one?"

Anyone who knows Yan Muyu knows that Yan Muyu prefers blue things, even her room is light blue.

Song Qingmian has known Yan Muyu for so long, it is impossible not to know Yan Muyu's color preference, but she admitted generously: "I specifically asked for this color."

"Why? You should know that my favorite color is not black, right?" Yan Muyu actually has no disliked color, but is simply curious.

"Because my mobile phone is white!" Song Qingmian raised her mobile phone and waved it playfully in front of Yan Muyu's eyes, "Although we can't blatantly use the same style of couple mobile phone now, but you and I Can black and white make up a black and white match?"

"It seems to make sense, then I will forcefully match you as a pair."

Song Qingmian's girlish heart, which no longer concealed, caused her gentle and decent image in Yan Muyu's heart to gradually collapse.However, this kind of Song Qingmian can only be seen by Yan Muyu, which makes Yan Muyu feel cherished.

So she didn't insist any longer, and happily picked up the new mobile phone that was not turned on in the box, and completely accepted the gift.