After the top flow fans fell off the horse

When Song Rang raised his eyes, he could see Xu Shixi's forearm, which was slender and powerful, covered with a thin layer of muscle texture, his skin was dazzlingly white, and even some blue blood vessels could be vaguely seen.

Just sexy.

He blinked twice, as if he had been scalded, he quickly looked away, and his face turned red again.

He moved half of his body to let Xu Shixi enter the door, and followed him step by step, looking from his forehead to the tip of his nose to his perfect jawline, sighing in his heart for the eight hundredth time: It's so beautiful.

It's so beautiful! ! !

Song Rang's gaze was straight and undisguised, which made it hard to ignore. It was said that a straight ball can overcome arrogance, but in fact, no one should be able to resist or reject this so-called straight ball that is so simple that one can see it through at a glance.

While he was looking at Xu Shixi, Xu Shixi was also looking at him.

The kid has beautiful eyes, thick and curly eyelashes, and porcelain-like skin, with collagen all over his face, with a little baby fat, and it looks shiny under the light, which seems easy to pinch.

Xu Shixi twirled his fingers and put them in his pocket.

There were costumes piled up on the sofa in the dressing room, Xu Shixi was about to bend down to gather all the scattered clothes together, when she stretched out her hands from the side, pulled the costumes into her arms, and brushed them Brush the non-existent ashes on the cushion.

Song Rang slapped the sofa: "Xu Shixi, sit down!"

Song Rang hugged the clothes and looked left and right in the dressing room, not knowing where to put them.

A hand suddenly pushed up his waist from behind.

Song Rang was still wearing a costume, with a polo shirt on the inside and a large school uniform jacket on the outside. He seemed to feel the warmth of the hand on his back through the two layers of clothes.

He followed the force of that hand to stop at the hanger.

Song Rang raised his head and spoke hotly: "Xu...Xu Shixi..."

Xu Shixi took off the hanger and hung up the clothes he held in his arms one by one. He lowered his eyes and looked at Song Rang: "Huh?"

Song Rang didn't know what to say, and opened his mouth: "I... I am your fan."

It is not false to say that he is like a child. He kept going over and over again, except for calling Xu Shixi by name, he just kept confessing his love.

Xu Shixi kept moving his hands, and the expression on his face softened a lot. He looked into Song Rang's eyes, and answered him again seriously: "I see, thank you for liking me."

Song Rang was dizzy, oh my god, Xu Shixi smiled at him!

After hanging up the clothes, Song Rang followed Xu Shixi towards the sofa with hands and feet.

Halfway there, he suddenly remembered something and stopped the car, passed the milk tea that Yuan Maojia put on the dressing table to Xu Shixi, and thoughtfully inserted a straw for him: "Xu Shixi, drink milk tea!"

Xu Shixi really couldn't hold back this time, he chuckled lightly and said, "Xiao Rang, you don't have to be so nervous."

"I... No, I'm not nervous!" Song Rang almost bit his tongue.

Xu Shixi pushed the milk tea towards him: "This is for you."

"I'll give you a drink." Song Rang said.

"I'll drink it!" Yuan Maojia, who had been ignored but never left, snatched the milk tea and said, "Little Rang, what are you doing?"

Why don't you just meet an idol?

It's fine to lick him like this, and he still treats him as an invisible person all the time. Doesn't he, Yuan Maojia, lose face!

"Brother Yuan?" Song Rang said, "Are you still there?"

Yuan Maojia: "..."

Xu Shixi's shoulders shook, and he finally laughed out loud. He repeated Song Rang's words: "Yuan Maojia, are you still there?"

Yuan Maojia: "..."

Hold.

Yuan Maojia took a sip of the milk tea in his hand, and chewed the pearls like Xu Shixi: "I'm sorry! I bothered you! 886!"

Song Rang sent Yuan Maojia out, Yuan Maojia turned around and said, "Xiao Rang, I knew you were the one who treats Brother Yuan well."

"No, Brother Yuan," Song Rang said to him, "Can you let me know when the next scene starts shooting?"

"..." Yuan Maojia stared at him for several seconds, Song Rang looked calm, as if he didn't know what kind of macho heart he had hurt, Yuan Maojia couldn't bear it: "Goodbye!"

"Again..." Before he could finish speaking, the door slammed shut in front of him.

Xu Shixi held his forehead and couldn't stop laughing.

Song Rang turned around and saw this scene, slightly absent-minded.

Xu Shi's west eyes are light in color, clear like jewels, and usually give people a feeling of indifference and indifference, especially when he is standing on the stage, surrounded by stars and moonlight, which magnifies his cold and lazy look. Temperament, like a king looking down on the world.

But he laughed at this moment, and the distance was shortened all of a sudden, reminding people that this king who dominates the stage is only 25 years old, and he is a few years younger than Song Qian.

Song Rang's heart was pounding.

Xu Shixi's smiles and tears are extremely high. Since he was a child, his emotional ups and downs have not been very big. Emotions such as happiness and sadness are more fleeting. He laughed repeatedly like today, and even couldn't stop laughing. There are, but very few.

Song Rang really has a magical power that makes people feel happy.

There was still a residual smile on Xu Shixi's face, he waved to Song Rang: "Xiao Rang, come here."

Song Rang immediately stepped in front of Xu Shixi in two steps, without delay.

"Sit." Xu Shixi said.

What Xu Shixi said, what Song Rang did, and when he was done, he looked at him with a pair of beautiful eyes. The eyes were round and bright, as well-behaved as a puppy waiting for a reward after learning the master's instructions.

Startled by his own imagination, Xu Shixi tilted his head and coughed twice, suppressing the smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Xu Shixi." Song Rang's soft voice reached Xu Shixi's ears.

He turned his head: "Huh?"

Song Rang said nervously, "Are you okay?"

Xu Shixi: "It's okay, I'm sorry."

Song Rang didn't know why Xu Shixi wanted to apologize, he raised his buttocks and moved a little closer to Xu Shixi, and said seriously: "Xu Shixi, I really, really, really like you. I like you!"

"I listen to every song and every album of yours." He gestured in the air with his hands, "My house has a wall, and all of it is your albums and peripherals."

Fearing that he wouldn't believe it, Song Rang took out his mobile phone to look through the photos for him. There are also small videos recorded in his album.

When unlocking, Xu Shixi saw the photo on his screen saver.

Although it was just a flash, Xu Shixi also recognized that it was him.

It was a picture of him on stage.

Song Rang carefully searched through the photo album. Hundreds of thumbnails of the photos were crowded together, running up quickly under the swipe of his fingers, Xu Shixi saw countless himself.

Some are on stage, some are in shows, some are private, some are at the airport... many, many.

His gaze shifted from the phone to Song Rang's face. Song Rang seemed to have forgotten the people around him, flipping through the photos wholeheartedly.

"Found it!" Song Rang looked up, and Xu Shixi looked away from his face and landed on his phone again.

Song Rang didn't notice, he held up the phone in front of Xu Shixi with a bright smile, and introduced it to him while showing him, "Look, this is the first album of your group. In order to get your card, I Bought many, many copies."

He flipped through two cards and was about to hand the phone to Xu Shixi. Just as Xu Shixi caught it, Song Rang suddenly remembered something, and instantly tightened his fingers to prevent Xu Shixi from taking the phone away from him easily.

Xu Shixi: "?"

For star chasing, it is indispensable to save thousands of photos of idols in the mobile phone, and the filter is 800 meters thick. Even if idols sneezed, they would think he is so cute.

But there is still a little shame in dancing in front of the Lord.

Song Rang, who confessed his love all the time after seeing people today, belatedly regained his sense of shame.

"Actually, there's nothing to see, or...forget it?" Song Rang laughed dryly, "You know this, so it's fine."

Xu Shixi nodded.

According to Song Rang's understanding of him, Xu Shixi is a person who is not very curious and respects others very much, so he will not force it.

Xu Shixi: "But I want to see what kind of albums are all over the wall."

Look, he said that Xu Shixi would definitely not be strong...

Ok? ? ?

Song Rang was stunned: "Ah?"

Xu Shixi slightly curled his index finger, and tapped on the screen of his mobile phone: "I said that I have never seen what it would be like to pile up my albums on a wall."

"do you want to see?"

Xu Shixi nodded: "Is it possible?"

Idol wants to see his phone, will you give it?

Of course! ! !

Stop looking at your phone!Even if Idol wants to see what color underwear he is wearing today... Forget it, this is still not allowed!

Isn't it just looking at a mobile phone!

Isn't that public execution?

Is Song Rang afraid?

Song Rang unambiguously handed the phone to Xu Shixi for a second: "Look at it as you like!"

Xu Shixi turned on the phone, and Song Rang immediately reminded: "The password is your birthday."

Xu Shixi raised his eyebrows: "My birthday?"

Song Rang leaned over and entered a few numbers, frankly: "Yes, many fans' passwords will be set as idol's birthday."

He looked at Xu Shixi, his eyes curved, and said quietly, "I even have the bank card password on your birthday." He backed away a little and gave up his phone, "Okay."

Looking at the photos on the phone, Xu Shixi felt that Song Rang was a little humble.

It's not just a wall, it's a whole room, full of Xu Shixi.

There are quite a few albums, singles, and EPs. All kinds of peripherals are stored in the display cabinet. The walls are covered with posters and sketches. The little dolls, all kinds of appearances from the official or support club, were neatly arranged in several rows.

There are even specially customized BJD dolls, wearing the same 1:1 customized stage or private clothes of Xu Shixi.

Don't look at Song Rang's calm surface, but he is nervous and ashamed in his heart, digging and digging his big toe in the shoe.

What a shame!

He kept his head down, pretending to read the photo album with Xu Shixi, and occasionally introduced a few words, completely unaware that from Xu Shixi's angle, he could see his reddened eartips at a glance.

Xu Shixi's thumb sliding to the right suddenly stopped, and a small video was playing on his phone.

There were three pillows with Xu Shixi printed on them lying on the sofa, and Song Rang's voice appeared outside the screen: "General, general, Xu Shixi is waiting for your pillow. One at my house, one at my brother's house, and another at my parents' place." , no matter where I live in the future, I can sleep with Xu Shixi in my arms!"

The photo on the pillow is a poster of a perfume advertisement he shot a few years ago.

Xu Shixi's white shirt and black trousers were soaked in the water. His white shirt was opened wide, exposing his firm chest and clear-cut abdomen. The word sexy is written all over it.

It can be seen that Song Rang likes this poster very much. Not only did he post several copies at home, but even the custom-made pillows are printed exactly the same.

A thin white hand stretched out from behind the camera, touched and touched the abdominal muscles, and let out a malicious laugh.

Xu Shixi smiled lightly: "Sleep in your arms?"

Song Rang's face suddenly burned.