[Korean entertainment] beige

In fact, Dong Yongpei didn't really want to control what Quan Zhilong wanted to do now.

After MAMA ended, because Xinmi and others won the prize, the celebration party was indispensable, and it was also a tribute to the staff.

Since their debut, their combination has gradually gone uphill because of the song Lie, and now they have started more and more individual activities, and things like this kind of celebration party have become frequent, although he is not keen on it. This, but also accustomed to.

The pressure of being an artist is too great, and sometimes you really need these to relieve and relax. Of course, Dong Yongpei looked at Quan Zhilong and Li Shengxian's activity on this kind of occasion, um, he refers to the occasion where his own people are present, He felt that he was really not good enough.

There is no doubt that Quan Zhilong seems to be at home in any situation, thanks to his sensitive artist nerves, which can always bring people an ethereal and indulgent appeal.Well, that's Quan Zhilong in the eyes of others, at least in Dong Yongpei's eyes, his bro is really getting better and better.state?idiot?

He didn't know whether he should use such exaggerated words to describe Quan Zhilong today, but he thought that the description he heard whispering in the maknae's mouth last time was a bit appropriate. Zhilong really has some, Nervous.

Not to mention that he was more and more inadvertently seeing how he stared at Xinmi with an indescribable look, but now that he was sitting there and swirling the cup Xinmi just drank a few times, he didn't feel any pain at all. There is no cleanliness in the past, imprinting that Xin Mi just drank and drank, that's fine, Dong Yongpei can still think that he is just too lazy to take another cup, after all, he can't arbitrarily think that Quan Zhilong is for...indirectly what right?But after he finished drinking, he licked his lips against the glass and gave that smile.

Dong Yongpei was sure that his scalp was really numb.

It is no exaggeration to say that he felt that his skin was about to get goosebumps.

He confirmed that Quan Zhilong still did not give up on Xin Mi.

And Simmy...

Dong Yongpei looked at the child who walked through the crowd, turned back and took the cup handed by Quan Zhilong and drank it.

He shouldn't have noticed.

Dong Yongpei no longer dared to watch the scene where Xin Mi, who didn't know it, drank wine along the rim of the glass that someone had licked, and someone smiled when he saw it.

Fuck Zhilong, please stop!

Even though he was roaring like this in his heart, Dong Yongpei still tried his best not to let his expression collapse, but because he was holding the wine glass in a daze for a long time, Dacheng, who had been chatting with Cui Shengxian next to him, poked him strangely: "Brother Yongpei ,What’s wrong with you?"

"No. It's okay." Dong Yongpei rubbed his stiff face, thinking that fortunately the lights of the nightclub could somewhat cover his face.

"Oh..." Dacheng really couldn't see the expression on Dong Yongpei's face, so he didn't notice something was wrong, but when he saw Quan Zhilong wrapping his arms around Xinmi's neck, he was tightly against Xinmi's neck. Mi behind, watching him drink without blinking, his complexion suddenly turned bad.

So the two of them remained silent, looking over there in a tacit way.

Thinking anxiously, Zhilong [Brother], where is your integrity?Simmi, how alert are you?

Simmi was naturally still alert. He held the wine glass and looked at Li Shengxian, who was slapping the DJ, tilted his head to avoid Quan Zhilong's snort on his neck, but the smell of men's perfume on the other party's body was rushing because of such a short distance. Into his own nasal cavity, and the body temperature that seems to be close to the skin at any time, made him inexplicably restless.

Xin Mi had to take another sip of wine, but after swallowing, she heard the brother's chuckle.

Xin Mi frowned, and wanted to say something, but the other party put her chin on her shoulder like an inch, and looked at the high side with a concentrated look.

That chuckle with a bit of weird satisfaction seemed to be his illusion.

"Ah, Zhilong is clinging to Xinmi again." Someone came over and said with a smile, his eyes were a little teased by the intimate gesture of the two.

"He has to watch carefully." Quan Zhilong finished speaking quite confidently, but when the other party looked a little overwhelmed, he began to shyly cover half of his face with one hand and smiled, just covering his eyes dark and earnest.

The man shook his head and walked away helplessly. Quan Zhilong put down that hand, wrapped the other hand around Xinmi's neck, put his chin on Xinmi's shoulder, laughed softly, and used a kind of Almost whispering tone: "Ah, Nuomi, do you think I have to watch you carefully. Huh?"

Xin Mi let him wrap herself like this, with one hand hanging down and the other holding the wine glass, she lowered her eyes to look at Quan Zhilong's arm lying across her neck, and unexpectedly had a strange feeling, as if she was really locked tightly by Quan Zhilong Within the range he draws, there is no way to escape at all. If there is such an intention, the neck will be tightly strangled by these arms, unable to breathe.

Although now in such an indescribably ambiguous atmosphere, he has already begun to feel a little breathless.

He licked his lips. At this time, the DJ melody played by Li Shengxian suddenly became more intense. He seemed to be able to feel his heartbeat gradually speeding up with the vibrating melody. In the increasingly noisy environment around him, his senses became more sensitive. He could feel Quan Zhilong sticking himself from behind along the posture, and the hot body temperature was coming through his clothes, so the accelerated heartbeat was very clear, and he couldn't help but cover it with his hands. Heart, so as not to be heard by others to hear the beating heartbeat.

When he opened his mouth, he found that his voice was a little hoarse: "hiong."

He heard himself say:

"Stop it."

He said to Quan Zhilong, stop making trouble.

He said to his heart, stop making trouble.

Stop it.

That's just, so weird.

He seemed to be warning Quan Zhilong, and also seemed to be admonishing himself.

However, when he heard his words, the elder brother paused slightly, and then seemed to let out a chuckle, and hugged him even tighter, giving Simmi the illusion of being tightly entangled by a cartilaginous animal, but the fact is that Quan Zhilong Just wrapping his neck around the back and hugging him.That brother's voice seemed to have a nasal sound, it sounded a bit vague and sticky: "Trouble? I didn't do anything."

"You yourself, what are you thinking about?"

Obviously he spoke lightly and slowly, but there was an inseparable thick sweetness, which made people stuck in their throats, unable to say another word.

It seemed to bring a little coaxing.

what are you thinking about?

At this moment, Xinmi seemed to feel that he was tightly trapped by a big net, and the gap to get out was sealed by himself.

Because, he was stunned by Quan Zhilong's questioning.

He never backed down decisively.

He actually started to hesitate.

But this hesitation is no longer intolerable.

The author has something to say:

Mi, it’s not that I can’t bear it, what is that? 【Cheek】