The emperor can't do it [entertainment circle]

Qiao Zhiyuan was blocked in the bathroom by Song Xuyao, and he deeply felt that the second generation ancestor in front of him seemed like a mentally retarded person.

This incident has to be started 5 minutes ago. At that time, Xiao Yan had an apple head pierced and squinted his eyes in a daze. His cheeks were flushed because of a cold, and he looked like he wanted to be bitten. The makeup artist was so cute. No, while brushing powder on his cheeks.

And Qiao Zhiyuan was in a good mood pointing to Jiangshan. Hearing the rustling sound behind him, he turned his head and saw Song Xuyao, who had gone outside the door and returned, poked his head and waved to him with winking eyes: "My dear, let's go together!" Shall I go to the bathroom?"

Although the invitation between men to go to the toilet together is more insignificant than taking a bath together, but for some reason, he felt a rush of urination rushing to his head.

Song Xuyao ​​must be poisonous.

So there is the current situation.

Song Xuyao, who had succeeded in his plot, turned back smartly, locked the door, and propped his hands on the sink with overwhelming momentum, wrapping him in his arms... Wait a minute, something seems wrong.

Qiao Zhiyuan squinted his eyes and looked down at him.

Song Xuyao ​​tiptoed not to be outdone.

#daughter-in-law is too tall what to do?Waiting online is very urgent#

#Grandpa may have to stand short and attack#

Don't pay attention to these details, Song Xuyao ​​raised his chin, and looked straight at the eyes with a kind of affectionate meaning: "Zhiyuan..."

"Damn, who locked the door, this move is too bad." The employee outside couldn't open the door, turned twice and left.

Song Xuyao ​​took a deep breath and rekindled his feelings: "Zhiyuan..."

"How long will it take for the people inside, let auntie go in and take a look." The sweeping aunt who was a little busy today knocked on the door.

Song Xuyao ​​swallowed the words in his throat with difficulty, and his face began to heat up: "Auntie, can someone finish the sentence?!"

"Say what you say," the aunt muttered, "The young man said hurry up, auntie is waiting outside."

This is fucking embarrassing, Song Xuyao ​​was very sad and angry: "Auntie! Please go first?!"

"Okay, talking in the toilet is popular these days."

"Auntie, please hang up the Do Not Disturb sign before you leave, thank you!" Song Xuyao ​​wiped his face in despair, and when he looked up, he saw Qiao Zhiyuan looking at him with a half-smile.

This is so different from what I imagined.

"Continue." Qiao Zhiyuan wanted to hear what this guy wanted to say.

Song Xuyao ​​let go of his hand and leaned against the door decadently, "Anyway, the first thing I saw was you."

I've never had a crush on Xiao Yan... Bah, I've never had any unreasonable thoughts about my sister-in-law!

He was very afraid that his brother would come and chop him up.

"Oh?" Qiao Zhiyuan took a few steps forward and stared closely at Song Xuyao's eyes, "This is the first sight, which first sight is it?"

"Just, just the first glance." Song Xuyao ​​pushed Qiao Zhiyuan's chest and didn't push it away. Instead, he felt the hot texture under the thin shirt and the pounding heartbeat. He couldn't help but look away, "cough cough , You don’t need to be so close to talk.”

"Huh?" Qiao Zhiyuan moved closer, his warm breath almost hitting Song Xuyao's face, and Song Xuyao ​​felt suffocated...

The atmosphere seems a bit... Subtle, what's the situation? ? ?

When the knock on the door sounded again, Song Xuyao ​​breathed a sigh of relief, "Wait a minute, it will open right away."

"Second Young Master Song! Is Brother Qiao in there?!" Yang Yanyan was very embarrassed standing at the door of the men's bathroom. She asked her aunt all the way and ran over. At this moment, she seemed to have found a savior, "Brother Qiao! Come out quickly! It's okay just now, It seems that Mr. Song entered the waiting room, and the makeup artist pulled me out! Now the bodyguards outside won't let anyone in!"

The door slammed open.

"Master Song and Xiao Yan are in the lounge?"

"My brother finally made a move?!"

Qiao Zhiyuan: "..."

Looking at the door of the lounge, there were indeed bodyguards standing around, as if strangers should not come close.

Song Xuyao ​​suddenly felt something was wrong, so he stepped forward and hugged him by the waist: "Zhiyuan, Mr. Shen who was in charge of the learning machine just now, yes, that old fox must have complained to my brother. My brother listened to his small report. Definitely come to inspect the situation, Xiao Yan's good looks and good temperament will definitely make my brother feel that this wave is not bad... Bah, it makes my brother feel that he is especially suitable to be the spokesperson of our learning machine."

Qiao Zhiyuan frowned and looked at him: "Why did Young Master Song come here?"

Song Xuyao: "I mean, ahem, maybe my brother will help Xiao Yan with his homework when he's happy?"

Qiao Zhiyuan: "Hurry up and open the door!"

"Calm down first, let me tell you that I definitely didn't mean to lure you away just now... Oh! I'll go and go! But no one can stop my brother unless my grandpa crawls out of the soil!" Song Xuyao ​​cried , adjusted the collar of his suit and led Qiao Zhiyuan and Yang Yanyan inside, but they were stopped as expected.

"I'm Xiao Yan's manager," Qiao Zhiyuan said with an uneasy expression, "Now that all the preparations are done, I have to take my artist to shoot a promotional video."

"I'm sorry Mr. Qiao, this is Mr. Song's order." Standing in front of him, Special Assistant Shen put a blank face, glanced at Song Xuyao ​​expressionlessly, and added: "Especially Song Er Shao."

Song Xuyao: "..."

Qiao Zhiyuan quickly turned his head to look at him: "If your brother dares to move Xiao Yan's finger, I will not spare you."

Let's not talk about what Young Master Song wants to do... let's talk about a ball!Looking at this posture, do you still have to talk about homework, dreams, how to act and how to get into college? !

Depend on!

Song Xuyao: ...I am always the one who gets hurt because of Mao! QWQ