EXO Flower Boy Love

KRIS held a mirror to look left and right, Zhang Yixing snatched the mirror a little unbearably: "I said Wu Xiaofan, how long have you been taking this picture, are you tired?"

"No, I'm just lamenting how amazing this hair color is, like putting a layer of lime on the forehead," KRIS explained, "Have you seen the teaser photo I brought back?"

"Not yet," Zhang Yixing yawned, "It looks good or not."

KRIS touched his chin and thought for a while: "I think it's hard to describe it as good-looking or bad-looking..."

Zhang Yixing blinked, then turned his head and shouted at Wu Shixun: "Xun'er, can you go and show me the makeup photo of your KRIS brother?"

Sitting cross-legged on the ground with a computer in his hands, Wu Se-hoon didn't even raise his head: "Brother Chanyeol, go and get it. I have something to do here."

Park Chanyeol, who was leaning against him and looking at the screen with great interest, blinked: "What are you doing!"

Wu Shixun still didn't raise his head: "I joined my brother's support club the day before yesterday, shouldn't I post something to increase my popularity or something?"

Park Chanyeol stood up quickly.

"What is Shixun doing?" Zhang Yixing took the photo that Park Chanyeol handed over and glanced curiously at Wu Shixun who seemed to be glued to a notebook.

Park Chanyeol sat down: "Didn't Brother Xiao Lu copy back the trailer samples of him and Zhong Ren?"

"Oh, and then?" Kris picked up the mirror again.

"Sehun started to cut out Xiao Lu's solo pictures frame by frame."

"Then you watched it there for so long?" Zhang Yixing was curious, "Is it fun?"

Park Chanyeol hurriedly waved his hand: "No. I glanced at the first time he took screenshots. Later, I saw that he was watching some software tutorial, which seemed to be able to cover up Brother Zhong Ren. I thought it was amazing, so I watched it from the side. After a while..."

Kris' hands trembled.

"Ah, ah, let me take a look at your makeup photos..." Zhang Yixing regretted why he asked this question with such a blunt mouth, and abruptly changed the subject, then fell silent.

"What's your expression?" KRIS put down the mirror.

Park Chanyeol leaned his head over: "It's so pretty, Prince Charming!"

"Although I think this look is better than my red pants...but..." Zhang Yixing licked his lower lip, "I always think it's amazing..."

"Worshiping the Moon God." A hand stretched out to take away the photo, Lu Han's voice was filled with laughter, "It's the feeling of the leader of a heretic cult rushing toward you."

KRIS patted his thigh: "Ah! It really feels like this when you say it! I said why I always feel a little weird."

"It's true that people are more popular than people..." Zhang Yixing looked at the domineering photos of other people's makeup, and thought about his red pants, feeling a little sad, "Forget it, I have a little balance in your lime bangs. Deer, you go What about the grocery shopping?"

"A Tao went to put it in the refrigerator..." Lu Han was staring at the photo when the door was kicked open with a "bang".

Everyone was put down, and when they looked over, they saw Jin Zhongren bouncing in while supporting Jin Junmian with a painful expression on his face.

"Jong In really hurt you..." Byun Baekhyun looked at Kim Jong In who was lying on the bed and moaned, "Are you okay..."

"Fortunately, it just hurts a little." Jin Zhongren closed his eyes, and Jin Junmian was icing his ankle. "Maybe I didn't do warm-up activities today, so I hurt my foot."

Wu Shixun suddenly felt a sense of guilt, so he began to seriously consider whether to keep Kim Jong-in's samples in his computer.

"I've been shooting too much recently, and my physical strength may not keep up." Jin Junmian explained, smiling at everyone in the circle.

Jin Zhongren sat up and smirked: "It's okay, I know I won't die! Last time it was the same, just rest for a few days~"

"But how long can you rest?" Luhan frowned and brought over a towel soaked in cold water, Wu Shixun consciously took it and changed it for Jin Zhongren.

"Oh, it turned out that Jong In was filming the day after tomorrow, but seeing that he was injured, I adjusted the filming plan," Kim Jun-myeon stood up and explained, "It was changed from Chanyeol's filming, so we can probably have a few days of rest. "

KRIS folded his arms and sneered: "It's still a bit human."

"Everyone, don't be so worried, I'm fine." The ice compress probably had some effect, and Jin Zhongren's complexion also improved a lot, "Didn't Brother Lu Han say that when I was injured and went to the hospital, there are no dancing people. If you're injured, you'll be fine after rest~"

Lu Han thought back to Kim Jong-in, who sprained his waist and cried and asked if he would die, and looked at his younger brother with a pure smile now, and suddenly felt sad.

Seeing that everyone was silent and there was no reaction, Jin Zhongren coughed softly: "That... Isn't what I hinted at obvious enough..."

"Ah?" Everyone was stunned.

Jin Zhongren held his face in his hands and his eyes sparkled: "Brother Taozi's body-replenishing soup was really delicious! And it feels very effective!"

Luhan buried his face on the stiff KRIS's back, he couldn't bear to look directly at this terrifying world.

Huang Zitao blinked his eyes and reacted for a while, then hurriedly walked out: "Oh oh oh oh I'll cook you right now..."

"So should I go out to buy wontons now..." Zhang Yixing, who watched Huang Zitao go out and reminisce about the past time, asked eagerly, watching the child on the bed "ding" his eyes lit up and walked out resignedly.

Park Chanyeol sat on the bed and began to discuss the possibility of sharing a little food with Kim Jong In.

Wu Shixun looked at Kim Jong-in who was beaming and yelling "It's impossible to give you a whole bowl of soup", and felt that he was an idiot for feeling guilty for a moment just now.

After exhorting the injured brother, the brothers who were united and friendly went out one by one. Lu Han folded his arms and saw Wu Shixun's eyes asking if he was going out, and said, "Sehun, go and help me get the medicine box in my closet. Come."

"White?"

"Correct."

After being confirmed, the young and old went out obediently, and closed the door thoughtfully.

Jin Junmian took off the towel: "Is there any special medicine, Brother Lu?"

"I don't remember if it's expired or not, take it here and have a look," Lu Han walked to the bedside and touched Jin Zhongren's head, "Our Zhongren has grown up."

Jin Zhongren shyly said: "Oh, Brother Xiaolu, I will be embarrassed if you look like this."

"But in front of my brothers, you actually..." Lu Han thought about his choice of words, "Just show it when it hurts. Sometimes it doesn't hurt that much when you say it."

Jin Junmian looked at Lu Han.

"I... can't let my brothers worry about it all the time." Jin Zhongren finally showed a bit of pain on his face, "Everyone is really tired after debuting soon... There is no need..."

"Actually, it's not just Sehun who is the youngest." Luhan rubbed Kim Jong-in, who is forcing him to quickly grow into a responsible man, "Sometimes we, Jong-in, aren't much older. Sometimes you don't have to be so worried about your brothers. Think about it."

I can't stand it, the old and the young in each SM group are so sensible that it puts a lot of pressure on the brothers.

Kim Jong-in nodded quietly.

Luhan left the medicine and explained how to use it, and went back with Wu Shixun.

Jin Zhongren held the medicine and pouted: "Brother Junmian! Look at how he is a brother in China!"

Jin Junmian rolled his eyes at the ceiling, damn it, I knew I was going to be shot.

"Like you guys! You can only make my younger brother go!" Jin Zhongren revealed a little childish emotion at this time, "Now I finally understand why the seniors at FX are so close! Senior Pitoria must be so gentle with his sister our!"

Jin Junmian slapped it down: "If you keep yelling, I will step on your feet, believe it or not?"

Kim Jong-in immediately shut up.