I'm on the top of my cp [entertainment circle]

Song Zixing returned to the VIP lounge on the first floor, and the eyes of several staff members changed when they looked at him.

I don't know if it's because of the discussion about underwear just now that the atmosphere is a little off, but Song Zixing has a thick skin, so if he doesn't admit it, it's not.

He carried several shopping bags in his hand, put them on the sofa where Tan Feiyue was sitting, and smiled at him: "Brother, I bought them for you."

"Now try it on." The director said.

When Song Zixing received the clothes Tan Feiyue bought for him, he found out that the other party bought him a shirt and a sweater blouse instead of a coat.

After he put on the full suit in the fitting room, he realized that Tan Feiyue had a really good eye for clothes.A black shirt with a gentle milky white plaid blouse, and an exquisite striped tie. He even bought a brooch, which was a golden rose.The lower body suit trousers with small leather shoes, properly dressed as a little prince.

Song Zixing hadn't worn such a young boy's clothes for a long time, besides lamenting how good-looking they were, he also felt a little uncomfortable.

Obviously, I am used to the character design, but wearing the clothes bought by the boss always feels an inexplicable sense of shame.

When the two came out of the fitting room, Song Zixing immediately turned his attention to Tan Feiyue.

The clothes he chose were already very eye-catching on the model, and they looked even more outstanding when worn on Tan Feiyue's body clothes hanger. The oversized down jacket weakened his cool temperament a lot, and it looked The temperature is a lot, the casual pants on the lower body are matched with Martin boots, and the legs are 1.8 meters long.

Song Zixing was very satisfied.

"Tell me why you chose this suit for the other party." The director said.

Tan Feiyue spoke first: "My idea is very simple, he is very suitable for this kind of cute baby's dress."

"?" Song Zixing almost thought he heard it wrong, "Say it again."

"Sunshine Boy." Tan Feiyue changed the word, "Looks very cute."

Song Zixing heard someone use the word "cute" to describe himself for the first time, and felt a little strange, so he asked him, "I wasn't cute before?"

Tan Feiyue reached out and pinched his chin, and turned his head, which was looking at him, to the camera: "It's cute to ask this question."

To avoid the question is to deny it.

"Tell me what you think." Tan Feiyue took the initiative to cue the process.

Song Zixing looked at the camera and boldly expressed his thoughts: "When he was putting on makeup for me in the morning, I felt his hands were very cold, and I wondered if my brother was afraid of the cold, so I chose a down jacket for him. I usually have a lot of black clothes, so I wanted to choose a color that is not so monotonous. Once the basic tone of the top is set, the rest will be easy to choose.”

"It's not all black." Tan Feiyue felt the need to explain to herself, "It's just that black is more resistant to dirt."

"Brother, it doesn't look dirty, it's not dirty." Song Zixing challenged him seriously.

When Tan Feiyue looked over, he turned his gaze away again, "Besides, this coat can hold another person."

Tan Feiyue opened the skirt, it was indeed big enough.

The staff behind the camera immediately gestured for Tan Feiyue to hug him.

Before Tan Feiyue could move, Song Zixing had already slid into his arms very actively, wrapping his arms around his waist.

The moment he touched the other person through the sweater, Song Zixing felt the person in his arms suddenly froze.

He thought that Tan Feiyue was not used to this kind of intimate action, and was just about to make a joke and withdraw, but who knew that the other party's arms had already wrapped his arms around his back.

The act of embracing.

When buying clothes, Song Zixing said that the one in his arms had to be a little shorter to feel that way, and he was half a head shorter in front of Tan Feiyue, and being held in his arms, he could just rest his forehead on his shoulder superior.

"You did it on purpose?" Tan Feiyue's voice came from beside her ear, "You want me to hug you?"

"Where is the reasoning for this, brother, obviously I hugged you first." Song Zixing said.

Tan Feiyue let go of him suddenly, took a small step back, and lightly bumped Song Zixing's forehead with his forehead.

It seemed to be punishing him for his ruthless words just now.

Song Zixing was stunned for two seconds because of his intimate behavior, and then he stretched out his hand to touch the place where he was bumped belatedly.

His expression was still a little dazed.

"Next is the last task." The director cleared his throat and said, "Fishing."

When it is said to be fishing, it is really to go fishing in the river.The program team sent the two to an artificial river and prepared the tools. According to netizens' descriptions, the two only need to catch five fish to complete the challenge.

"This netizen is simply a living Bodhisattva." Song Zixing said while baiting the hook, "I'll finish five fish for him in 10 minutes."

"..." Tan Feiyue couldn't bear to dampen his interest, but she still had to tell the truth, "There are not many wild fish in this river."

Song Zixing turned to stare at him.

"Don't look at me." Tan Feiyue stared intently at the float on the river, and said, "You won't take the bait even if you look at me."

"That's not necessarily true." Song Zixing immediately misunderstood what he meant, leaned close to him, put one hand on his lap, and let his face appear in Tan Feiyue's line of sight, and said with a smile, "Brother, you want to fuck me fish pond?"

"...It depends on whether you are self-employed or a contractor." Tan Feiyue accepted his words unexpectedly.

"Brother is so handsome, you are enough to have him alone, how can he care about others." Song Zixing smiled sweetly.

"Will you only look at me from now on?" Tan Feiyue asked.

Song Zixing nodded vigorously, and finally smiled when he saw the other party.

The wind by the river was relatively strong, and both of them had microphones attached to their bodies, so the conversation was recorded verbatim.

Song Zixing turned around and sat down. Seeing him happy, he felt sorry for him.

Saying a little bit of nice things to him can please him, is it too little, or has no one ever said it to him?

Tan Feiyue is Song Zixing's weakness, he doesn't care what others do, but he can't see him being bad.He wanted Tan Feiyue to get the best, and wanted him to return to the carefree, sunny and cute child he was before.

Since he loves to listen, he is willing to speak.He wants him to be cute, he is cute, he makes him good, he is good.

In short, the children's requirements will not be too high.

After all, Song Zixing is thick-skinned, and Song Zixing can win the title of epic.

On the river bank, besides the two of them, there was an elderly gentleman fishing. He sat there quietly, motionless, as if he couldn't hear the movement here at all.

After waiting for nearly 5 minutes, Song Zixing propped his chin, his eyes unconsciously drifted towards Tan Feiyue: "Brother, I think we will lose in this mission."

"I expected it." Tan Feiyue was not impetuous.

"Or I'll go down to the river and catch it." Song Zixing said.

"Then the next recording location will probably be at the Central Hospital." Tan Feiyue said lightly.

Song Zixing smiled and said, "Let's chat."

"What are you talking about?" Tan Feiyue finally turned his gaze from the float back to him.

"We talk about what the audience likes to hear." Song Zixing knew the rules of variety shows all too well, so he said, "Brother, have you broken with Senior Song Zixing?"

Sure enough, Tan Feiyue fell into deep thought.

After a few seconds, he shook his head: "No."

"Then why didn't you two cooperate any more after you finished that movie together?" Song Zixing didn't know if he was asking this question for himself, but it just confused him for too long, he was too Want to know the answer.

"Because my brother is very busy." Tan Feiyue looked back at the float and said.

"Then why haven't you interacted in private?" Seeing that he intended to chat, Song Zixing asked quickly.

"How do you know we didn't interact in private." Tan Feiyue suddenly smiled and looked at him.

His smile had a deep meaning, Song Zixing sneered.

He is very clear, the two of them privately couldn't even receive each other's blessing text messages during the Chinese New Year, and they had a fart interaction.

But Zhang Tianyu didn't know.

He made up the loophole: "Weibo has never interacted again. I remember that Song Zixing senior commented on you, Aite, you on Weibo before, and you didn't reply."

After saying this, Song Zixing suddenly realized that he was so preoccupied, that he still remembered such small things after so long.

"Afterwards, I didn't go on Weibo very much, and I only took care of it for my agent or assistant." Tan Feiyue saw the tricks, "I usually don't see the news."

Song Zixing said that if you believe in you, there will be ghosts.

If it was really an assistant manager who took care of it, would they dare not reply to Song Zixing's comments?

Only you, a little wolf cub, dare.

"After that, we occasionally met in the same frame at an event, and the two of you didn't interact much." Song Zixing didn't want to miss this rare opportunity, and it was a little bit more to ask.

Tan Feiyue turned to look at him, looked at him for a few seconds, and said, "That's brother trying to avoid suspicion."

"Ah?" Song Zixing himself didn't know that there was still suspicion, so he was stunned, "What suspicion?"

"You want to know?" Tan Feiyue asked.

"Yeah." Song Zixing nodded.

"I'll only tell you one person." Tan Feiyue reached out and picked off the wheat from the two of them, brought it to Song Zixing's ear, and whispered a word.

"Because he likes me."

Song Zixing was stunned and couldn't believe what he heard.

He stretched out his hand to cover Tan Feiyue's hand holding Mai, not letting him pinch it back, and asked him in a low voice: "Are you serious?"

Tan Feiyue nodded and stared at him seriously.

Song Zixing said that I don't know why, I like you? ?

He settled down, a question suddenly lingered in his mind, he asked: "Then do you like him?"

"I like it." Tan Feiyue seemed to be waiting for his words. As soon as Song Zixing's voice fell, he immediately nodded very positively. It was not enough to say it once, so he repeated it again, "I like it."