The two boats fell in love [entertainment]

"...do, what to do?"

Qiao Jin asked almost tremblingly.

Hearing this, Lu Yu paused when he wiped his hair with a dry towel. His hair was black, and it was even more ink-like after being wet with water. A few drops of water rolled down the ends of his hair playfully like a slide on his head. The placket, kisses the musculoskeletal.

Qiao Jin rolled his Adam's apple up and down, moved his eyes away, and looked like a frightened deer in the forest who strayed into the wolf's den.

Lu Yu raised his eyebrows slightly, read the meaning in his expression, and laughed out loud.

Qiao Jin's face was burning hot from his laughter.

Lu Yu took a step closer, and the pure masculine breath mixed with the refreshing scent of shower gel rushed into Qiao Jin's nose. He couldn't help but take a step back, and Lu Yu took another step closer.

Qiao Jin: "..."

Lu Yu lowered his eyes, and his voice moistened by wine and water vapor was a little sandy: "What do you think I will do to you?"

Qiao Jin was speechless.

Lu Yu jokingly smiled, passed him suddenly, sat on the sofa, patted the side, "Relax baby, I'm just giving you a massage."

Qiao Jin: "..."

what babyWhat massage? ?What to press? ? ?

After Lu Yu finished speaking, he seemed to feel that his words were quite ambiguous, and coughed dryly: "It's just an ordinary massage. After sitting on the show for a day, your waist is not sore?"

Just as Qiao Jin was about to decline, Lu Yu said, "Take it as a thank you for teaching me to sing and cooking for Lu Sheng."

Speaking of this, if Qiao Jin refuses again, they will lose face.

He obediently lay down on the sofa, feeling the oppressive force of the tall man behind him, his muscles tensed, and he lost all charming thoughts.

Lu Yu moved his wrist and patted him lightly on the back: "Relax."

Qiao Jin tried to relax, but he couldn't, he was still nervous.

A pair of hands patted his back rhythmically, as if helping him relax his muscles.

Qiao Jin buried his face in his arms, looking for something to say: "Ms. Lu has learned massage?"

Lu Yu looked like a gentleman, he found out the muscle distribution of the young man's back, the palms followed the muscles and bones, and changed from patting to kneading, "I learned a little ten years ago, for a role, but I was not chosen in the end."

"..." Qiao Jin considered his words carefully, "That is their loss."

Lu Yu smiled lightly.

After a few words, Qiao Jin gradually relaxed, presumably because of the blood circulation in the back and the stretching of the tendons.

Lu Yu's hand moved to the young man's waist, he paused slightly, and the thumbs of both hands were connected, just enough to hold the thin waist.

In contrast to this, is the bulge under the waist, wrapped in the snow-white silk bathrobe provided by the hotel, with a slightly concave curve in the middle that provokes reverie, and the two legs are long without edges.

Taking a closer look, Lu Yu's eyes darkened a little.

See no evil, he just lost his composure for two or three seconds, and then continued to knead calmly.

Lu Yu's technique was steady and his strength was gentle. Qiao Jin's waist, which had been stiff for a day, gradually became numb and soft. He narrowed his eyes comfortably, almost wanting to fall asleep right away.

Unknowingly, a little moan escaped from his mouth, with a seductive tremor at the end.

Lu Yu: "..."

Qiao Jin woke up suddenly, and smiled mischievously: "Almost fell asleep."

Lu Yu's expression remained unchanged and he stopped, "It's almost done. Go back to sleep."

Qiao Jin was relaxed, he was sleepy, but he couldn't just go back like this.He was tired all day, and Lu Yu was even more tired, and he even gave him a massage, always feeling a little sorry.

"Ms. Lu, let me press for you too."

Lu Yu lowered his head and squeezed his slightly sore wrist, and said in a calm tone, "No need."

Qiao Jin insisted: "Just 10 minutes."

Lu Yu smiled inexplicably, "That will satisfy you."

Qiao Jin: "???" What satisfy me?

Yu Wen was still on the sofa, but this time Lu Yu was lying on his stomach and Qiao Jin was on top.

The man wrapped in a pure black bathrobe is like a sleeping lion, beautiful and wild.Qiao Jin was suddenly at a loss for what to do, even if his hands fell on Lu Yu's back, he didn't dare to let go of the strength of the rubbing.

Lu Yu let out a low laugh from his chest, touching people's hearts: "I'm not porcelain, so I don't have to be so careful and press it boldly."

Qiao Jin no longer tied his hands and feet, and imitated Lu Yu's rhythm and movements when he massaged him, helping Lu Yu relax his muscles.

Through the silk, the palms are attached to the back muscles, squeezed and kneaded.The shoulder blades, spine, and waist fossa are all stored in the palm and can be felt.

The power and beauty contained in them were bestowed by this man.

In a word, Qiao Jin thinks that Lu Yu has a really good figure.

Looks good, feels even better.

Ten minutes, twenty minutes, half an hour... Qiao Jin's hands were sore, and Lu Yu didn't stop.

"... Teacher Lu?"

Lu Yu closed his eyelids, and his long eyelashes cast a small fan shadow, tired and peaceful.

Qiao Jin squatted by the sofa and watched silently for a while, then called him softly: "Teacher Lu?"

Lu Yu frowned slightly, and slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were a bit dazed, and after two or three seconds, he focused on Qiao Jin's face, "...Did I fall asleep?"

"It's uncomfortable to sleep on the sofa, go back to your room."

Lu Yun hummed, rubbed his forehead and sat up: "Go back to sleep too."

Qiao Jin nodded, "Then I'll go back."

He took the newly written score tonight and closed the door lightly.

In the deep night, the two who pressed each other's waists had a sweet dream.

……

"I Sing, You Listen" adopts the form of recording and broadcasting, and it will not be broadcast live until the finals.

At present, as a special guest, Qiao Jin's reputation on the Internet is fairly stable.After all, he really understands music, and his comments are very pertinent. He also showed great encouragement and kindness to all the players.

The sunspots are pervasive, accusing him of hypocrisy, of being a talented person, and they are not afraid of turning over one day.

Fans: #宝宝教师卫伦##宝宝哥姐千能耀子##What is this treasure boy#

Heizi: ... angrily die.

Lu Yu and Fu Qing, who were also special guests, did not cause any disturbance.

Lu Yu has always been calm, gentle and courteous in front of others, and most of his fans are more sensible, except for blowing rainbow farts in Chaohua, they are not as crazy as Qiao Jin's fans to amway the treasured man to the world.

Fu Qing's fans were even more indifferent. They didn't even talk too much, and only discussed a few words in the small charity circle.But it does not prevent netizens from paying attention to her. Some people regret that she is disabled, some envy her as Fu Lin's younger sister, and some people woo her...

In the eyes of most people, Fu Qing has a gentle temperament, blind eyes and a kind heart, just like a harmless plant that grows quietly in the corner and will share the rain, dew and sunshine with people who are weaker than himself. Dear new age women.

Qiao Jin only had respect for her, but in her opinion, that didn't seem to be the case.

"...Young Master Wei is so forgetful, it seems that he doesn't remember me at all."

During the intermission, Qiao Jin went to the bathroom. The bathroom at the program recording site is designed to be separate for men and women, but the sink is shared.

In this way, he had a chance to be alone with Fu Qing - the dumb bodyguard guarded outside, and when he heard the words, he cast a cold glance inside.

The foam of the hand sanitizer flowed away from the fingertips with the water, and Qiao Jin looked at the woman in the same mirror suspiciously: "We...have seen each other?"

Fu Qing lowered her head slightly. From such an angle, the half of her face under the sunglasses was indeed very similar to her brother's - the bridge of the nose was as straight as a gall, the lips were light red, and the curved curve was as perfect as a meticulous painting.

"Durk Bar." She said the location softly, "Young Master Wei drank a little too much that day."

Qiao Jin turned off the faucet abruptly, waiting for the next article.

Fu Qing chuckled: "I know, you are just joking with your friends, I don't mind at all."

"What did I say?"

"You said, blind people can come to the bar, who wants to sleep with blind people." Fu Qing said softly, and even nodded, "I am indeed not beautiful, and I am still blind."

From now on, Qiao's back was dripping with cold sweat, and he suddenly remembered the phone call he had made with Sun Shuai when the sexual assault happened——

"That day, our brothers played flying chess with wine, and whoever loses will make a blind man. If you lose, you renege on your debt and say you want to defend your goddess like a jade. You almost laughed the brothers to death."

So, that blind man is Fu Qing.

Life is full of potential thunderstorms, Wei Lun stepped on them, but Qiao Jin has to clean them up: "Miss Fu, I'm sorry, I..."

Fu Qing raised a finger and swayed it on Qiao Jin's lips, "I didn't mean to blame you."

He nodded his ear again, "I just want to tell you that although I am blind, my hearing is very good. It is not without merits, is it?"

The dark sunglasses reflected two identical faces, the expressions were full of helplessness and guilt, but unfortunately the owner of the sunglasses couldn't see it.

Qiao Jin's tone was sincere: "Miss Fu, I really didn't mean it, I'm sorry. If there is a way to make it up, feel free to mention it."

Fu Qing was already proficiently exploring the way with a cane, and she smiled as she walked: "Wei Shaoyan is serious."

As if she knew where the bodyguard was waiting, she naturally raised her hand, which happened to rest on the bodyguard's arm.

The bodyguard looked at her in a big way, but was very respectful to her, without any overstepping behavior, like her second walking stick.

"In my opinion," Fu Qing continued, "the damage that can be repaired is not called harm, but a crime."

Qiao Jin: "..."

It seemed that she was really offended.

These days of prudence are in vain.

Qiao Jin: Wei Lun tricked me.

……

On the night of the finals, Qiao Jin received the "evidence" from Wei Chong as scheduled. He breathed a sigh of relief and cheered up to face the next battle.

Sitting in the guest seat, he glanced at Hou Jie who was sitting in the judges' seat.

Outside the studio just now, Qiao Jin saw Fu Qing talking to Hou Jie, and he didn't know what he said. After entering the studio, Hou Jie's expression was always not quite right.

"...Do you admire Teacher Hou?" Lu Yu suddenly asked in a low voice.

Qiao Jin: "?"

Qiao Jin: "I haven't."

Lu Yu: "Then why do you always look at him?"

"...I see that his complexion is not very good."

Lu Yu looked at Hou Jie thoughtfully. Indeed, although there were many people in the studio, the air-conditioning was enough to make it cool, but Hou Jie was sweating profusely on his forehead. He wiped it with paper towels from time to time, and he was reluctant to joke with other judges. He looked like he was preoccupied.

Because it was a live broadcast, not only the players, but also the judges and fans were infected with nervousness.Who will win the championship, in fact, can be seen from the voices on the Internet, but until the end, no one knows what the variables will be.

Qiao Jin didn't think much about Hou Jie's strange behavior, he had more important things to do.

Success or failure, honor or disgrace, in this one night.

The contestants came to the stage to compete one after another, battel each other, the song and dance performance exploded, the lights were cool, and the audience and fans cried out.

"I Sing You Listen" is a song talent show variety show, but in the end, it is always right to have multiple skills.For example, Xu Shuo back then, if he hadn't been omnipotent in singing, dancing and rap, the online voting would not crush the audience.

On this stage, we fight for singing, luck, and more importantly, for future development potential.

Qiao Jin sincerely wishes them a long journey on this arduous journey and never forgets their original aspirations.

The champion was born amidst much anticipation.

The champion contestant had tears in his eyes, kept bowing to the judges, the special guests, and the fans in the audience, and delivered a sincere acceptance speech.The other contestants were congratulating him too, hugging each other, patting the shoulders, crying and laughing.

Regardless of whether it was a deliberate effect by the program group, at this moment, their brotherhood, which is like an enemy or a friend, really touched the fans in the audience and the audience in front of the TV.

According to the procedure, Qiao Jin will sing a song as the finale.

Since the show was broadcast, he has never shown his talent, which made the sunspots even more unscrupulous. They dug up Wei Lun's previous lip-syncing videos, saying that his real level was limited, and he might not even be as good as the contestants, so he didn't dare to sing.

There is no harm without comparison.

Wei Lun did lip-sync before, and it was still at a concert. After the news came out, he explained that he had a cold that day, his throat was sore, and his pronunciation was difficult.But the sunspots didn't care if he was sick or not, saying that lip-syncing at the concert was a matter of professional ethics and deceiving fans' feelings.

Fan: It's too late to feel distressed, I'm deceiving you into paralysis.

Heizi: ...hehe, the name of the brain-dead is well-deserved.

Since then, Wei Lun has been slandered even more, and lip-syncing has become one of the shining members of his many black materials, and he is exposed to the sun and ridiculed from time to time.

Qiao Jin didn't know that some people were expecting him to make a fool of himself, and even if he knew, he probably wouldn't care, because what he was going to do tonight was much more serious than making a fool of himself.

The director of the program originally wanted him to sing "Reminiscence". This song has been in the limelight recently, and it is "Wei Lun"'s first original song. Being the finale song of "I Sing" does not disgrace it.But Qiao Jin is going to sing "Incoherent Speech".

Qiao Jin said that "Incoherent" is his famous song, which has a wider spread and is more popular with the masses. "Reminiscence" is too sad and the meaning is not very good.

The director understood as soon as he heard it, he didn't want his show to become everyone's memory, so he quickly agreed.

Qiao Jin communicated with the sound team, he only took a guitar on stage, sat on a stool and sang a cappella, no accompaniment was required.

Tonight, Qiao Jin is wearing a smoky gray striped shirt with white pants and canvas shoes.Like the most ordinary literary youth.I don't know if it was intentional, but a small white daisy was stuck on the breast pocket.

Who is he paying homage to?

Perhaps, it was himself.

He walked onto the stage with straight long legs and a thin waist. When he nodded to the audience, his delicate and handsome eyebrows were all indifferent, like a handsome young man who walked out of a book, as gentle as jade.

Looking at the young man on the stage, Lu Yu had a smile in his eyes, and his eyes almost turned into a pool of autumn water.

For the first time, he was looking forward to a person's singing so much.

And when Qiao Jin picked up his beloved acoustic guitar, sat down firmly, adjusted the headset and microphone, pressed and plucked the strings with his long and slender fingers, the prelude played, no one noticed, and Hou Jie's face changed.

Lu Yu looked at the guitar in Qiao Jin's arms, and gradually frowned slightly, seemingly confused, pondering, and astonished.

Then suddenly, his eyes darkened several degrees, a bright pool of autumn water was as cold as a cold pool.

that guitar...

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