Everyone Loves White Lotus

The reactions of the people at the table have their own characteristics, and the shots captured by the cameramen have their own profound meanings.

Most of the people showed a slightly surprised expression, and Yan Que looked like he was watching a play.Everyone surrounded Yan Yin who Ye Jingwei said to answer.See the reaction on his face.

Yan Yin, who was at the center of the topic, wanted to suppress his emotions, but in this situation, who could suppress it.It was an unexpected joy to see him.The answer was, "I'm honored."

Fu Shihe raised his eyes and looked at the person who said it.The camera captured the expression on his face, just like Fu Shihe's initial state, with no reaction on the outside.

After another round of the game, everyone went upstairs to rest one after another.

Yan Que has a cuddly mentality and always walks with An Zhi.The appearance was a bit cold and generous, so he didn't care.

A few girls walked upstairs first, and the boys followed behind. Yan Nuo was still struggling with the first round of the game just now, and followed Ye Jingwei, asking: "Is this really the first time you play?" Is this a board game?"

Ye Jingwei felt that he was a little cute, and he was still thinking about this question after playing for a long time. "Don't you think I don't look like it?"

Under the abundant light, his skin was slightly like a mass of white floating tangerines blooming at night.

Yan Nuo shook his head, "I don't see it, it doesn't look like it." Curiosity almost swallowed his cat.

"Good luck tonight," Ye Jingwei smiled, "Let's play another game another day, and you can see if I play well." When he faced that kind of introverted person, he calmed down and became patient.

Yan Nuo didn't expect him to speak so peacefully, with an unexpected gentle temper.His face turned red suddenly, and he felt a little strange about himself.

He didn't do much in the face of Hong Hu.

Everyone said hello and walked to their rooms.Fu Shihe turned on the light at the door, and the bedroom lit up with an orange desk lamp and a warm chandelier.

Although not bright, it creates a very good atmosphere.But the atmosphere between the two of them tonight was somewhat ruined, leaving only silence.

There is a faint fragrance of shower gel in the bedroom where someone has taken a bath.What remains in the air is the smell of papaya used by the last person, which is a bit cloyingly sweet.

"Your lights are on," was the first sentence to break the silence, when Fu Shihe saw the lighted door of the bathroom.

Ye Jingwei walked over, "I remember it was turned off," as I remember it was turned off after leaving. "A staff member has come."

Fu Shihe stood in the bathroom door, his face was indifferent, but his facial features inherited the beauty of a female star, with a glamorous aura.

Ye Jingwei admits that he is a face dog.There is no one in the entertainment industry who is more licking than him.It's because he has a face that defies the sky, and he has used all kinds of methods to deceive these beauties.

Fu Shihe's appearance completely conforms to the standard of appearance in his mind.And Ye Jingwei is not immune to all iceberg beauties.

If at this time, you pushed Fu Shihe back, pressed him against the wall and kissed him, and said, "You still look better when you don't wear clothes," what would happen to Fu Shihe?

Furious, she pushed him away.

Thinking of this, Ye Jingwei couldn't help but look a little silly.But also for a moment.

Fu Shihe glanced at him, "What time do you go to bed?"

Ye Jingwei was very indifferent, "Anytime is fine, eleven o'clock, one or two o'clock." Then he looked at the lights and switches, "Do you want to play games?"

Fu Shihe replied, "Occasionally lay down,"

If you can say occasionally, you know you should play games often. "It doesn't matter if it affects me," Ye Jingwei replied with a good temper.

Fu Shihe was very indifferent, "Yes."

After Fu Shihe washed up, Ye Jingwei lay on the bed, he didn't even pack the clothes he was going to wear tomorrow.

He felt that Fu Shihe was indifferent to him.Especially after he said that the person he liked the most was Yan Yin.

Is that person about to take the bait?Otherwise, how could he show such indifference.Ye Jingwei felt a little complacent, flipping the quilt up and covering her up casually.I closed my eyes.

When Fu Shihe came out, he found that the other party was already lying down with his eyes closed. He didn't know if he was really sleeping or if he was closing his eyes.

Sure enough, Fu Shihe played a few games, turned on a light, and after a few games, he won and lost half the game. He dropped the game console and sat on the bed.

The person in the next bed remained motionless, and the pillow sank even deeper.

Fu Shihe didn't speak, and turned the light of the lamp more softly, and lay down.He closed his eyes, but what emerged was a pale face.

The man didn't seem to think about it, so he replied, "Yan Yin."

The inexplicable repetition is this scene in front of my eyes.Fu Shihe tossed and turned, opened his eyes again, Ye Jingwei on the next bed changed his posture, facing him.

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A person in the next bedroom couldn't sleep even more.

Yan Yin was still washing his facial cleanser, they had just finished taking a shower, Yan Nuo was a little reserved and quiet in front of many people, but when he was with boys, he still talked a lot.

Just finished a few rounds of chatting.Yan Nuo was so sleepy that he fell on his back on the bed, motionless.

Only Yan Yin, who was washing his face last, was left. Looking at the person in front of the mirror, with dark hair and gloomy eyes, he slowly transformed into another person.

He can't sleep.It was already two o'clock in the morning, and what he wanted to do when he got up was to wash his face again to calm him down.

Maybe the other party is just casting a wide net.

But why can't I sleep?

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the next day.

Fu Shihe woke up, the clock showed 45:[-] in the morning, he didn't feel very sleepy.I saw that the person was already asleep.

The body is buried in the quilt.A plain face, unchanged from usual, with no expression on his face, and a small desire to wake him up.

But then gave up.Get up and go wash up.

Ye Jingwei had a dream. He dreamed that he was sleeping on the bed, and when he woke up in the middle of the night, Fu Shihe was lying on his bed with his eyes closed.

His eyelashes are thick and dark.Under the dim light, his skin appeared to have a faint jade-like whiteness.

Ye Jingwei called the other party several times, "Fu?" Then he carefully took off a layer of the other party's clothes, and saw that he was still wearing one underneath, and continued to unbutton it.

The other party was disturbed by his movement, and saw Ye Jingwei half up, taking off his clothes, "Why are you on my bed?"

Ye Jingwei said hesitantly, "This is my bed," and put his hands down immediately.

Fu Shihe grabbed his hand, "Are you still taking off my clothes?" Ye Jingwei was stunned, and the other party pressed his hand on his own clothes, "Take off your own clothes and show me."

Ye Jingwei had no choice but to unbutton her own button, unbuttoned one layer, and found that there was another piece of clothing, "I was wrong, can I not take it off?"

The other party stared at him, "No, or I'll help you take it off."

Ye Jingwei had no choice but to continue unbuttoning.She was actually wearing a third layer of clothes, "Keep taking off, don't stop." The other party's strong tone.

Then Ye Jingwei continued to unbutton the button, unbuttoning it all night.

When Ye Jingwei woke up, he was sleepy, as if he hadn't slept, he kept unbuttoning, undressing, unbuttoning, undressing all night long...

He also deliberately turned his head to look, and on the other side of his bed, Fu Shihe was not on his bed.His bed is not big, and it will be very narrow if two people sleep in it.

The creases on the bed could not tell how many people slept last night, so he looked at the next bed, but there was no one.Glancing at the clock, it was only seven fifty.

Ye Jingwei braced himself to go to the bathroom and brush his teeth, looking at himself in the mirror, his complexion was a bit like a erotic complexion.

His eyes were slightly half-closed, and he looked lifeless, much like an afterthought.Only he himself knew that he had an unsuccessful erotic dream.

Ye Jingwei walked out of the room, and met Yan Yin who had just come out of the room.

"morning,"

"Morning, you don't seem to have slept very well," Yan Yin said. Although he suffered from insomnia, he was in good spirits after waking up.

Ye Jingwei found a reason to explain, "Maybe I have accepted the bed."

Yan Yin seemed to understand, and handed a bottle of brewed lemon tea, "Would you like to taste it, it will refresh you."

Without thinking about it, Ye Jingwei opened the water bottle and took a sip. It was light, with the astringent taste of lemon slices and the bitterness of tea leaves.

Yan Yin saw the slight movement of his Adam's apple when he raised his head.The white neck, like drawing a knife horizontally, makes people can't help but imagine.

When the fans and viewers saw this scene, they couldn't help posting complaints on the Internet:

[How can that [-]th-line little star be able to drink the same bottle of water from my idol? 】

[It's disgusting, today is also a day when Ye Moumou is so angry. 】

[Hype, he has the lowest position in the whole show, how can he become popular if he doesn't bind other people? 】

[Anyone come to Taotao, who is more proactive about the screenshot details of Yan and Ye's ambiguity? 】

[Stop laughing at others, Yan Fan, if your artist doesn't take the initiative, how could the other party have such a chance to seduce someone? 】

When Ye Jingwei went down the stairs, he was thinking that Fu Shihe wouldn't be going to work (doing the itinerary) very early, would he?

"What are you thinking?" Yan Yin went downstairs with him, saw his thoughtful expression, and asked.

"I don't know if I got up too late," Ye Jingwei lied naturally.

Just in time, Ye Jingwei saw two people cooking in the kitchen, one was Hong Hu in a French dress, and the other was Fu Shihe rolling up the sleeves on his wrists.

Here the two are chatting and laughing going down the stairs, and over there the two are making breakfast affectionately in the kitchen.

Yan Que and Yan Nuo who just woke up are at the dining table.

Just now, Hong Hu saw that he was cracking eggs, and his sleeves were hanging down. Although they were not stained, they seemed a little inconvenient.

So he said generously, "I'll help you roll up your sleeves a little bit,"

Fu Shihe had no intention of refusing, so Hong Hu folded up his sleeves, just as Ye Jingwei and Yan Yin came down the stairs on one side.

The camera on the opposite side of the kitchen was buzzing, and Fu Shihe noticed some movement on the other side of the stairs, so he looked over and saw two people going down the stairs chatting together.

Ye Jingwei watched the action of the two pulling up their sleeves, without looking away.

For a moment, the four eyes met.

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Ye Jingwei: I have no history of car rollovers.

Yan Yin: Are you sure after today?

Ye Jingwei: There is no such thing as an overturned car.

Fu Shihe: Oh really.

Ye Jingwei: There is no word for overturned car in Ye's dictionary.

xxx: I'll add it to you.