Hot Search Nail House [Entertainment]

A certain wave of Weibo trending list is divided into five sections: real-time, friends, hotspots, celebrities and trends. After enjoying the wonderful first time between them at the end of the weekend, Bai Yueyang and Bai Yueyang are waiting for a full meal on the sofa. , he was very shocked to find that he actually occupied the headlines of the real-time and hot topics.

Such an honor is really rare.

The topic about him is called "#太子头不否自来#".The host is a blogger whose ID is @美美不气. On the big V certification, he wrote a Weibo contract to sign with We Media, and other personal information is unclear.

Meimei did not stay with #太子ye不听自来# to post a Jiugong grid with the text: AI Group Prince appeared at the "Floating Records" signing reception at the end of the weekend, and was intimate with the chairman of Liuguang Media and the author of the original work Interaction, suspected to set foot in the entertainment circle, and forged an indissoluble bond with the hot IP.According to people familiar with the matter, the organizer did not actually issue an invitation to the prince that day.This is really, the young master of a rich family will come when he says it [doge][doge].

At the end of the weekend, after carefully reading one by one, he jumped up from the sofa, shouting: "Bai Yueyang!" He was about to throw himself on the person nestled on the outside of the sofa with his eyes closed and resting.

Bai Yueyang seemed to have a pair of transparent eyelids. He didn't open his eyes at all, and avoided the attack wave of human flesh bombs thrown at the end of the weekend. Just at this moment, the doorbell rang, and he smiled, pretending to praise : "Ah, the prophet? Get up in such a hurry, you know that the food delivery person is coming, so go and open the door."

In fact, at the end of the weekend, he was not very angry, Zuo Zuo was just "being famous" without preparation, and he likes to stand on the cusp of storms, holding the sun and the moon tightly and spinning.

The fire comes and goes quickly, and filling his stomach is the most important thing, so he really listened to him, ran to open the door obediently, and came back with a large box of pizza and a bag of snacks and drinks.

The two sat on the sofa and started eating. Bai Yueyang was still good at taking care of others. Seeing that he had his hands full of cheese and fried chicken wings at the end of the weekend, he pulled a tissue and took his paws, finger by finger. Wiping it, he asked him, "What were you looking at just now?"

At the end of the weekend, I ate heartily, and almost forgot about it. When someone brought it up, I took a big sip of water, swallowed it, pressed my phone to gesture, and said a little excitedly: "Look at this, look at this, Prince The master came here without invitation, Bai Yueyang, tell the truth to the young master, did Liu Guang mess it up, this hype technique, this public opinion creation, tsk tsk, it's very novel."

Bai Yueyang was at a loss, and on his mobile phone at the end of the weekend, he quickly read the hot topic, shook his head and denied: "Impossible, this kind of draft involving the senior management of other group companies must be reported to me by the assistant before it can be released. .”

"You don't know the co-author? The photo is so clear, you don't know..." At the end of the weekend, he questioned Bai Yueyang's honesty, muttered a few words to himself, patted his thigh, raised an index finger and tapped: "I know, it's mother's father!"

"Tsk," Bai Yueyang frowned, shook his head and said, "Don't always scold people. Old Li won't be so boring."

At the end of the weekend, I saw that his tone was firm, and I couldn't figure it out, so I simply stopped guessing, took my phone back, and looked at the nine-square grid carefully one by one, like appreciating a work of art, and commented while watching. .

"The only son of the chairman of AI Group, Chen Tong, born in 92, studied classical literature at Oxford University... Well, I will omit the five hundred words of nonsense below. The little singer's love affair has been dug out, big bottom, really big bottom!"

At the end of the weekend, while reading and reading his own biography, he laughed and shook his mobile phone screen at Bai Yueyang, almost knocking over the cup on the coffee table.

Bai Yueyang looked calm, nodded in praise and said: "Yeah, you and the blogger are both very good."

Ignore him at the end of the weekend, continue to be his commentator, change a photo of him and Bai Yueyang being secretly photographed on the terrace, and comment again: "The light and shadow are not handled well, I look thin and you are tall, but this angle , well presented my handsome silhouette, and the silhouette against the light is a bit artistic. Since it was a sneak shot through the crack of the door, forgive him."

Bai Yueyang glanced at it, and it was a gray photo. If he was not serious, he could hardly tell who was who between the two people exposed in the gap, and where the sense of art came from.He really had nothing to say, so he could only perfunctoryly say: "I'm already tall."

The prince was not happy with these words, he snorted coldly, refused to share with him the experience of being on the headlines, and retreated a little distance with his mobile phone in his arms, stuffing pizza into his mouth while admiring himself.

After Bai Yueyang became clean and comfortable for a while, he couldn't help sneaking a peek at Weekend, seeing him lazily leaning on the sofa and rubbing his fingers, his heart felt itchy again, and he wanted to flirt.

He also took out his mobile phone, clicked on the topic of #太子头不听自来#, cleared his throat, and pretended to suggest casually: "If you are not happy, I will ask someone to post an announcement saying that we have friendship. I actually invited you that day."

At the end of the weekend, he was stunned for a moment, and looked up at Bai Yueyang. The old man looked at the phone screen with a sullen face, but his eyes were not slippery, and he drifted towards himself. He burst out laughing, rubbed his stomach exaggeratedly, and threw He got off his phone and rushed over, hugged Bai Yueyang's neck and shoulders, and asked while shaking: "Oh, uncle is so nice? If someone asks, what friendship do we have?"

Today, Bai Yueyang has eaten his heart and tasted it. He just fell in love with the innocent and dissolute energy of the weekend. He also threw away his mobile phone, hugged the bad boy who caused a fire by his waist, and pushed him down on the sofa. , the whole person pressed up, straightened his hips, made that kind of hint, and whispered in his ear at the end of the weekend: "It's like this, is it enough to treat you once?"

After finishing speaking, Bai Yueyang began to bite and kiss, touch and pinch, as if he couldn't get enough to eat.

"Hahaha, ouch, haha..." Weekend seemed to be ticklish, laughing with his neck curled up, and nodded out of breath, "That's enough, uncle, don't pinch my waist, um..."

The changed □□ slipped out from between the lips and teeth, like the fine and dense rain in the plum season, which soaked the temper and melted the patience, and the more intense and uncontrollable tossing and lingering followed one after another.

During this process, Weekend was hit deeply by the person on his body, and his body became a flat boat, tilting and swaying with his rhythm, but he didn't forget to say the ambiguous words that would kill him when the two were closest to each other.

"Bai Yueyang, I want to break my promise."

"Don't intrude...don't get entangled, you decide the location...you set me up, aha...this is what I, I said, now the second one, I have to take it back, hiss, lightly..."

Bai Yueyang bit the weekend weekend's collarbone, and gnawed out a clear and obvious imprint, like a concentric circle branded on the gray skin, deep and red.

"That's exactly what I meant," the man buried in it, and said with a sigh: "Then you decide the next time, how about it?"

"It couldn't be better," Zhou weekend answered, and then ejaculated. The hot and sticky stuff filled the stomachs of the two of them. He let it go for a while, then hooked the corners of his lips mischievously, and added: "It's time, arm wrestling."

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