Employment Guide For Professional Fans

When other people fall in love and get tired and broken their legs, it's a date.

I was tired from falling in love and broke my legs, so I ran up and down the stairs.

My current state can be summed up as follows: 10 minutes of work, half an hour of love.

After work in the morning, first go to the Weibo post bar in the eight groups of rabbits for a few laps. If Guan Yin doesn’t act like a monster and black fans don’t cause trouble, you can squint your eyes with your little hands, dreaming about candles, whips, belts, and various play trainings. The 86 ways of daughter-in-law Song Pianran.

The phone vibrated suddenly, and sneakily ran to the bathroom, opened it, and there was a high probability that it was Song Pianran's news.

"Come up."

Before anyone else noticed, I tiptoed upstairs and let Song Pianran do the "advance payment" to me.

It's fine for him to pinch my waist and rub my face, the key is that I'm not allowed to fight back.

I snatched my face from him, and retorted: "The agreement says that in the first ten days, there should be no other physical contact except holding hands!"

He raised his calf, raised his chin, and said confidently, "How is the fifth article of the agreement written? The final interpretation rests with me."

Me: "It's not fair at all..."

He: "If I say fair, it is fair. From now on, you will change your name to the right of final interpretation."

I reacted, my old face flushed.

It is difficult to fall in love with a big star who has no brains, and every love story is twisted and twisted.

He opened his arms: "Come here, hold me for a while."

I jumped into his arms twice, grabbed his clothes, and said, "Song Pianran has the final right of interpretation."

He pinched the back of my neck lightly: "Fuck you."

I hummed twice.

If your legs are sore, just be sore, and if you run up and down the stairs dozens of times a day, just run.

Who said Song Pianran with lemon flavor is sweet?

At lunch time, I was naturally called upstairs by Song Pianran in the name of "picking green onions".

Xiaotao and the others looked at me gloatingly, and sent me off to do coolies.

I sighed pretentiously in front of them, hugged my small lunch box, and walked upstairs briskly.

Song Pianran and I sat shoulder to shoulder on the ground, holding lunch boxes.

There was an old Korean drama on TV, the hero and heroine were eating dinner in a small room, the heroine accidentally got a grain of rice stuck to the corner of her mouth, the hero looked at her with affectionate and doting eyes, and softly called out "" Lie on the cloth", leaned over, licked off the grain of rice, and exchanged a long kiss.

Gradually, this kiss became a little bit wrong, the male protagonist took the lead in attacking, opening his mouth like a vacuum cleaner, sucking the female protagonist’s lips frantically, and the two flicked their tongues wildly at each other, exchanging spicy cabbage-flavored saliva.

The male and female protagonists kissed each other, and rolled to the ground. The two limbs were intertwined, spinning like a drum washing machine.

I, Qiyu, have grown up to such a big age, and I have read countless pictures. What positions and poses have I never seen?

But that's all. I'm not a bird, and my bird can't be a bird.

But sitting next to Song Pianran, this level really makes people blush, heart beat and legs go limp, and the bird still wants to look up.

Song Pianran chose such a play... Could it be that she has ulterior motives?

I sneaked a glance at him, he lowered his head and concentrated on eating a big rib.

Are you still pretending to be pure in front of your brother Yu'er?I've already guessed your little thought.

Song Pianran and I have been in love for more than a week, and we just squeeze our faces and hug each other in our daily activities.

Maybe, maybe, should, it's time for a little kiss and a little boo?

Song Pianran definitely wanted to kiss me, but she couldn't let go of her boss airs, so she chose a specific drama at this specific time and specific place, suggesting that I should take the initiative.

All right, as a man, take the initiative and take the initiative.

If my daughter-in-law wants to save face, I will accommodate.

I picked up a grain of rice with chopsticks and put it to my mouth.

This position is very important. It should not be too far from the mouth, otherwise the kiss will not be possible; nor should it be too close, otherwise the taste will be lost.

I placed the chopsticks on my face for a long time, and finally placed the rice grains, my little heart was beating wildly, I put down the chopsticks, and waited reservedly for Song Pianran.

Why is Song Pianran still eating ribs?

I couldn't wait any longer, so I coughed heavily on purpose.

"Choking? Have a drink..." Song Pianran finally raised her head and looked around, but there was no water, so she handed me a half pack of Miao Crispy Corners on the coffee table, "Eat some Miao Crispy Corners and squeeze it."

"..."

In the past, there was Zhang Wu's mung bean that could cure all diseases, and now Song Pianran's Miao Crispy Corner is specially used to cure choking.

At a critical juncture, it is just a step in the door, and we must not give up.

I turned my head and faced him with the side of my face covered with rice grains.

Song Pianran stared at me.

Have!coming!

My heart beats straight to 180 miles, should I close my eyes?Do you want to take the initiative to open your mouth?Do you want to flick your tongue?

Who will teach me I can't!

"Ran Shuai wiped his ass with your face?"

……

Song Pianran hugged his lunch box, moved her butt out, touched the same spot on his face, and said seriously: "Here, it's covered in shit."

I wiped it with a tissue, and it was yellow.

After all the calculations, I missed that I ate curry rice today.

Embarrassing, embarrassing to the point of leaking.

The bird that raised its head just now limply fell down.

"puff--"

Song Pianran let out a "puchi" and laughed.

Shame, disgrace!

It turned out that Song Pianran understood what I meant at all, he was just playing tricks on me on purpose!

I glared at him in grief and indignation, picked up the small lunch box, got up and walked out.

I want to escape from this embarrassing place.

"Where are you going?"

I stomped on the floor: "Go downstairs!"

He: "Salary has been deducted."

I stopped.

"Turn backwards, walk in unison, stand still, and sit down." He gave orders, "If you don't complete the above actions within five seconds, your year-end bonus will be halved."

I quickly ran back and sat cross-legged, and a series of movements came naturally.

Song Pianran ate three crispy corners with satisfaction, and there was a crackling sound.

Song Pianran went to City B to attend a fashionable dinner party and went there for three days.

In the past few days when he was away, no one asked me to go upstairs, and my legs didn't feel sore anymore.

It's just that my heart is empty, and I always feel that I don't have energy.

After work, Xiao Luo Xiaotao took me to a newly opened izakaya. Xiao Luo was not good at drinking, and his wine quality was poor. Recalling his first love when he was a student, the girl dumped him and ran away with a rich second generation.

Xiaotao and I coaxed him from left to right, the more we coaxed him, the louder we howled.Xiaotao and I were at our wit's end, so we called Xiao Luo's roommate and asked someone to pick him up.

After we left, it was past eleven o'clock at night, and I drove home with a small electric donkey. The early autumn wind was a bit chilly, I pulled the accelerator to the maximum, and then I saw a person at the door of my house.

Song Pianran was wearing a black hooded sweater and a mask, standing under a warm yellow street lamp with her hands in her pockets, as if she had been waiting for a long time.

I slammed on the brakes and blinked vigorously. The Song Pianran in front of me could not be a hallucination I had after drinking, could it?

He stepped in front of me, pulled my face, and frowned slightly: "I don't reply to text messages, I don't answer phone calls, you've grown up, you Qi Xiaoyu?"

I hurriedly took out my mobile phone to have a look, I don't know when it ran out of power, and it turned off automatically.

"You, why are you here?" I grabbed his hand, surprised and happy, "Is it safe for you to run here alone, is there any paparazzi? How long have you been here? Why don't you go back first when I'm not at home?"

He smiled, and his smiling eyes could be seen through the mask: "I found a good place, and I can't wait to show you there."

He straddled his long legs, sat on the back seat of the little eDonkey, and put his arm around my waist: "Let's go—!"

According to the routine, the place Song Pianran took me to should be the seaside or the top of a certain mountain.

These places have one characteristic, that is, no one comes and goes, quiet and empty.

But I didn't expect that the route he instructed me to take turned out to be a commercial street.

"Boss, did you go wrong..."

"That's right, keep driving."

At this time, the prosperity of the commercial street has not yet come to an end.After the peak period, there are not many people. The girls are holding shopping bags arm in arm, and the boys are wearing trendy brands and laughingly hooking their shoulders.

I parked the car in a carport anxiously, and when I looked up, I saw Song Pianran's advertisement on the huge display screen in the building ahead.

To be on the safe side, I also put a mask on my face.

Stepping out of the carport, the people coming and going and the flashing neon lights scared me away.

"Let's go back..."

He took my hand: "Go."

I was still apprehensive, and I broke my hand away from his hand, not daring to stand too close to him: "Put on your mask and hat, do you have sunglasses?"

"Stop bubbling at the fish's mouth, you're so long-winded."

He took my hand again and clasped my fingers tightly, so strong that I couldn't refuse.

I saw his side face, a small mole on the pinna of his ear.

It's over, I'm drunk.

Song Pianran took me by the hand, we were like the most common same-sex couple in this city, the sparse passers-by didn't look sideways at us.

His hands wrapped around mine tightly, and even my uneasy heart was firmly grasped by him.

He took me around and stopped behind a shopping mall.

"Where?"

He blinked: "Good place."

In front of it is an abandoned underground passage, which used to connect two streets, but now because of the overpass, pedestrians no longer go to this passage.

We held hands and went down the long stairs. There was a light in the passage, and because no one took care of it for too long, the light was extremely dim.

The footsteps and conversations of passers-by on the ground are infinitely amplified at this moment. They are talking about their favorite celebrities, a new lipstick from a certain brand, and which bar to go to for nightlife.

And Song Pianran was by my side.

In this abandoned passage, he is not a big star, but my lover of Qi Yu.

I leaned against the wall and laughed silently.

It was as if there was a hot spring in my heart, bubbling away.

Song Pianran faced me, he pressed my forehead: "So happy?"

I nodded: "I'm so happy."

He tapped my forehead with his forehead: "It's bubbling stupidly."

I smiled even more happily: "I'm really, really happy!"

Song Pianran's face suddenly leaned in, and he was kissing me through two layers of masks.

At this moment, I couldn't remember a single thing, whether to close my eyes or open my mouth, I just kept my eyes open, watching Song Pianran's curly eyelashes trembling slightly.

He stretched out his hand and pulled hard from his chin, and the two masks were torn off by him at the same time.

His soft and warm lips pressed against mine firmly.

My heartbeat stopped, my back was leaning against the wall, and my palms were firmly pressed against the wall.

Song Pianran's lips moved gently on top of me, and my nostrils were tightly wrapped by the sweetness of lemon.

Someone walked to the entrance of the passage wearing high heels. I froze and grabbed Song Pianran's hand nervously.

He leaned closer to me, licking my lower lip lightly with the tip of his tongue.

"There seems to be a way?" said a girl.

Another girl's voice sounded immediately: "It's dark, let's take the overpass."

The sound of high heels left.

"Hey, open the fish's mouth." This was Song Pianran's voice.

I parted my lips obediently.

He is the newly lit fire, and I am the first snow that has just fallen.

Whenever we hug each other, I melt.

The author has something to say

fish: i melted

Fish mother: What a worthless thing!One kiss and it melts!If it gets on the bed, it won't be broken into slag?