The business partner is not right

"You..." Lu Nanqiao stopped talking for a while, then took two steps back, "Then you come here."

Duan Lefeng: "?"

Lu Nanqiao turned on the shower head in the next bathroom, and poured cold water on Duan Lefeng——

"Don't touch it, I hate it, go take a bath by yourself."

Duan Lefeng: "..."

The cold and warm greetings during the fake business are all fake, but the mean bridge in front of you is the real one.

"Hurry up." Lu Nanqiao chased people away while splashing water, "It's quite grudge."

Duan Lefeng, who was still showing off just now, left in a daze, the flaunting state disappeared, and Lu Nanqiao felt a little lost from the back. He sat on the cushion outside and waited, with the water in the bathroom next to his ears. He said, he didn't dip himself in the cold water just now, but the turmoil in his heart still hasn't calmed down.

I always feel that it's not right.

Duan Lefeng is probably "repaying" his blind gesture of favor last time, but why is he overthinking for no reason.

He has problems.

Undecided when something happened, he swiped Weibo, like a ghost, he clicked on Duan Lefeng's Weibo, Duan Lefeng is usually lazy, it is obvious that Weibo is like him, throwing it to the company to take care of it, it is almost growing grass.

But recently, it seems that something is different. The player id with the previous prefix has been modified and the original name has been restored.Weibo reposted the official announcement of this issue of "Everyday", and the comment area was very lively.

Having seen a lot of things in the circle, Lu Nanqiao can tell which ones are critics and which ones are passers-by.

He sorted the comment area by time, carefully brushing through each netizen's comment——

[Hurry up and play!I want to see what your home looks like. ]

[secret guest?So-and-so, it can’t be our Qiaoqiao. By the way, Qiaoqiao was on TV with LF two days ago hahahaha. ]

[Still looking forward to your daily routine, gkd. ]

[Will your daily life be as boring as your own, dog head. jpg, bring a dog head, don't hit me. ]

Lu Nanqiao swiped Weibo with his left hand, carefully avoiding the like icon.Many people expressed their expectations for the show, and some people asked Duan Lefeng whether he would continue to make his debut as a boy group under this Weibo.

Lu Nanqiao saw his own news on Duan Lefeng's Weibo homepage. It was a business for him by the company. It was getting late at that time, and he sat in the piano room for several hours. I don't know who took the picture from the side. one sheet.

"Guess what the new job is. [image]"

This praise should be done by Duan Lefeng himself, it seems that he didn't completely ignore Weibo.

The phone pushes a new message——

[Wei Wei sets sail and sails away]: Guess what I picked up? !

[Wei Wei sets sail and sails away]: To be precise, it should be picked up by netizens.

[Wei Wei sets sail and sails away]: Last time we competed, the mentor, Duan Jingran, was Duan Lefeng's cousin.

[South Bridge]: Ah.

[Wei Wei sets sail and sails away]:?How are you not surprised?

[South Bridge]: I know.

He knew it early in the game.

[Wei Wei sets sail and sails away]: He has a lot of background, no wonder Brother Deng won't let you play with him, his family is also very complicated, I've been eating this melon all morning, it's so delicious.

[Wei Wei sets sail and sails away]: By the way, what did you do, Brother Deng said you are very motivated.

[Nanqiao]: He Duan Lefeng recorded "Every Day", just finished recording.

[Wei Wei sets sail and sails away]: Big guts.

"Tick tock, tick tock", small drops of water fell on the screen of Lu Nanqiao's mobile phone, and Duan Lefeng, who had finished taking a shower, came over at some point and stood next to him.

"Okay?" Lu Nanqiao put away his phone, "Then go home."

"Let's go back." As if the little fight just now didn't happen, Duan Lefeng picked up his sports backpack, pulled Lu Nanqiao up, and went home.

The small shooting robot at home has been withdrawn, and it was much easier for the two of them to enter the house. Lu Nanqiao lay on the table and continued to ravage the pot of mimosa on the table. The company began to urge him to go back. After tonight, he will go back own residence.

Fortunately, after a day of filming, although the two of them were a little tired, their minds were still clear. No one slept on the sofa today, and no one was kind enough to sleep on the floor with them.

Lu Nanqiao sat at the table, pressed his fingers on the arrangement software a few times, recorded a string of notes, and then slowly raised his head and asked, "Do you have a guest room?"

"Yes, yes." Duan Lefeng changed the topic, "I lost the key."

Lu Nanqiao: "?"

"Can't you find a better reason?" He pressed a series of noises on the simulated keys of the arrangement software, "It's too perfunctory."

"It's just a night's sleep, and it won't do anything to you." It doesn't matter if Duan Lefeng is exposed in seconds, "What are you afraid of?"

Lu Nanqiao was afraid that he would once again plot against Duan Lefeng out of good intentions, and would encounter a "revenge" similar to today's, albeit late.

"I'm just afraid that you won't be able to sleep well." He lowered his eyes, hiding the fleeting emotions without a trace, "It was hard for you to sleep on the floor last night, and I kicked you in the middle of the night."

"I am willing to rest early, don't you have to go back tomorrow?" They often talked like they were angry, but neither of them really wanted to be angry. Duan Lefeng pushed the tablet in front of him and threw the pillow to him , "Come here, I turned off the light."

Said to turn off the light, Duan Lefeng only turned off the main light, the small star lights on the ceiling are still on, light blue and light purple softly nestle on the roof, giving people the illusion of a starry sky when they flicker slightly, Lu Nanqiao When the eyes open and close, they seem to see the real starry sky.

Duan Lefeng looks strangely indifferent on weekdays, and fights fiercely, but many places in the house are full of warmth that he didn't even notice.

For example, the pot of mimosa on the table, the row of flower pots on the balcony, and the star lights in the bedroom at this time.

The decoration of this home is too 2b artistic, Lu Nanqiao is still sleepy, and his thoughts are a little deviated.

Duan Lefeng seems to have a good relationship with both families, and gets along well with his biological parents, but in his heart, it is impossible not to care. He puts so many memories here, and he should regard this place as his real home.

Lu Nanqiao's lack of affinity is purely a habit at home. Duan Lefeng is probably caused by the environment in which he grew up. Even though everyone around him greets him with a smile on his face, if he wants to say he doesn't care at all, Lu Nanqiao can't do it himself.

He was lying half-dreamed and half-awake, a little distance away from falling asleep, his consciousness was like a weak thread, pulling him a little bit, making him not sleep so peacefully, the precarious dream was the scene of the two getting along during the day, The pictures flying in his subconscious made him feel that he belonged here in a daze.

But he doesn't belong here, the line of consciousness is swaying.

They just misunderstood the wrong business relationship of meeting by chance. Even if this variety show brings them together for a short time, what will happen in the future?

Duan Lefeng next to him probably thought he had fallen asleep, and got up lightly, not knowing what to do, the movements were too light, if Lu Nanqiao was asleep, he could almost ignore such movements.

The tiny star lights flickered dimly, as if someone was looking at him, and that gaze stayed on him for a long time, unwilling to leave. Even though the temperature of the air conditioner in the room was not adjusted high, Lu Nanqiao still felt a little warm on the side of his cheek because of this gaze the meaning of.

He even breathed slowly, the breath was long and soft, more like the appearance of tranquility in a deep sleep.

The quilt was neatly covered, and no one except himself could feel his slowly accelerating heartbeat at this time.

A softness was quietly touched between the lips, lightly, as if there was some regret in the taste, but he didn't stay for a long time, and it fell apart as soon as he touched it, like the illusion woven by the precarious dream just now.But the touch between his lips was still there, clearly pulling his sober line of consciousness.

Duan Lefeng, what are you doing?