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?? On the stage, the two performers were completely immersed in the music.

??The audience at the scene and in the live broadcast room also temporarily put aside all the shocking points they discovered and listened attentively.

?? The style of this song is very brisk, close your eyes and listen to it, ? just like being in a quiet forest.

?? At the moment when the light and shadow on the stage changed,? Meng Tinghe raised his head, and ? glanced in the direction of the front row of the auditorium.

??His boyfriend's eyes are filled with undisguised love,? is watching him without blinking.

??His father sat in the middle, his eyes filled with relief and praise of "my son is the best".Next to him was his younger brother Liu Wenzheng, who showed a look of pet cubs similar to those of his little ones, wishing he could stand up and wave his hand to his elder brother.

?? Meng Tinghe retracted his gaze, ? turned a scale in his hands, and his heart was filled with peace after the dust had settled.

??…

?? After Meng Tinghe and Qin Yanxun finished their ensemble,? It was the performance of the first sister Jiang Qing and the two younger brothers.After performing several shows in turn, it was time for the lucky fans to ask questions.

??A few members of the orchestra sat down on the rearranged stage,? and began to draw lucky fans.

?? The first fan who was drawn? Asked if the band had any interesting stories that were not known to the outside world.This question was quickly answered by Jiang Qing.

?? The second one drawn? It was a lady at the scene.The elderly lady asked the head of the band a question about the band coming out of a slump.

Qin Yanxun squinted his eyes and recalled what happened six or seven years ago, and replied with a smile: "Our band, right? There is no shortage of funds. The main reason is that it was not recognized at that time, and our mascot kid still Left for some reason."

??Yuezhao Lihua was once jokingly referred to as the Prince's Orchestra - from the leader to the members, the family background is either rich or noble.

?? This band is composed of a group of young men, brothers, and young ladies. At first, from the outside world,?

??But later came over,? was recognized and supported, was expected and admired.

??The next one to be drawn is the lucky fan in the live broadcast room.One of the great advantages of watching the live broadcast throughout is that you will not miss the various detailed easter eggs found in the barrage.

?? Her slightly hesitant voice was connected to the performance hall.

?? "I want to ask a question,? Was the boy Jie Niao who was officially refuted by the orchestra the target of plagiarism by a certain singer exposed in the past few months?"

?? Jie Niao himself looked at the dark audience in front of him and nodded: "If you are talking about the song of Sauvignon Blanc, it is indeed mine."

??The barrage in the live room froze for a few seconds, and then swiped again.

??- I checked the time and guess what I found.

??-When I have money, I will definitely buy a barrage that can finish talking at once.

??-The time of plagiarism was just two months before the trough period of our monthly pear blossoms.

??-Hiss, I have to conspiracy theories.

??-That Meng Jiaqing is still a habitual plagiarist, and when I think of her triumphantly saying how much effort she has put in for her creation, I can't respond.

??…

?? On the stage, Qin Yanxun's expression became serious: "Yuezhao Lihua supports all reasonable creations of members, but it is absolutely not allowed to steal other people's achievements."

?? The performance hall was quiet for a while.The fifth audience drawn was still a fan of the live broadcast room, and he carefully asked a question that everyone scratched their heads and wanted to know.

?? "Mr. Meng Xingyu in the auditorium, are you here to see the mascot kids?"

??Meng Xingyu, who was in the front row of the auditorium, did not expect that he was suddenly cueed, and his serious face froze for a moment, but he soon regained his composure, and there was a sense of "I'm just here to see my son" lingering in his body.

??Meng Tinghe glanced at Meng Xingyu, who was trying to calm down, and nodded with a smile: "Although the person you asked was not me, I can answer it for you. He is my father."

??The audience gasped, and the barrage in the live broadcast room was filled with neat exclamation marks.

??…

??However, these viewers failed to confirm the relationship between Meng Tinghe and Jieniao Studio behind Suihe Villa.

??After two consecutive questions about Meng Tinghe, Qin Yanxun jokingly reminded the fans: "We are also very happy that the kid is back in Yuezhao Lihua, but don't keep asking him, no one cares about the leader?"

?? The fans wisely did not ask these personal questions.

??So until the end of the special performance, these people didn't get an accurate answer, so they could only quietly go to Suihe Villa's official blog and Meng Tinghe's personal blog to probe.

??It's a pity that the probe couldn't get the answer——After the special performance, Meng Tinghe, his father, younger brother, and boyfriend Faxiao and a large group of people boarded the Meng family's private jet and flew to Beijing, preparing to participate Birthday party the next day.

??On the plane, Liu Wenzheng showed off to his elder brother excitedly: "Brother, I'm almost finishing my studies over there."

??Meng Tinghe took off his younger brother's glasses, and lightly pressed the light blue under his eyes: "Don't worry, don't be too tired."

??Liu Wenzheng didn't agree to the elder brother's words this time, but just shook his head with a smile.

?? The plane was filled with the friendly atmosphere of brothers and sisters... except that someone secretly hooked Meng Tinghe's palm.

??You don't need to look back to know that it's a certain He surname.

??Meng Tinghe picked up a piece of pastry on the tea table to soothe his stomach, then leaned on the back of the sofa, turned his head and whispered in He Pingsui's ear.

?? "Don't be too tired, boyfriend."

?? He Pingsui glanced at Liu Wenzheng contentedly and elatedly.

??childish.

??Meng Tinghe shook his head secretly, and stuffed a piece of pastry for both of them.After doing this, he raised his head, and saw his father and all the boys looking at him eagerly.

??Meng Tinghe: "..."

??The upper limbs of this group of people can actually move flexibly, right?

??Taking back to Tucao, he still gave everyone a piece fairly and justly, and served the water smoothly.

??Of course, the scope of serving water does not include his boyfriend He Pingsui—except for the same pastry, his other hand is covered by a blanket, and his fingers are interlocked with his boyfriend's.

?? This must not be regarded as carrying water, he has a bucket of water alone.

??…

??It was close to zero when we returned to Meng's Manor.A group of people were already exhausted from the exhaustion of boats and cars, and the formal meeting of their own side was arranged for the next day.

?? After allocating the rooms, a group of people went back to their respective rooms to rest.

??Early the next morning, the long table in Meng's restaurant was rarely full of people.

?? Excluding the previous emergency meetings, this is the first formal meeting between He Pingsui and his boyfriend's parents, Fa Xiao.

?? After that incident, Liu Shuyun saw his eldest son safe and sound for the first time, and his mood was the best in the past few months.

??The other people at the dining table also smiled when they thought about what day it is today.

??Meng Xingyu looked at He Pingsui who was visiting the Meng family for the first time: "Xiao He, welcome."

?? It is impossible to say that he does not blame the He family at all, but Meng Xingyu has already regretted it once during the cold war with his son, and this time he forced himself to analyze and think about the whole matter calmly and restraintly.

??In the end, he came to the conclusion that he also couldn't refute himself one point: He Pingsui was really good to his son.

?? His wife agrees with this.

??…

?? At this moment, He Pingsui can't see his cold appearance in the company, nor can he see his full-on sarcasm that deserves a beating.

??In short, it is very inconsistent with his usual image, and he has become the favorite obedient, handsome and successful career image of his elders.

??Meng Tinghe looked at his boyfriend who was slightly nervous but seemed to be able to chat with his parents with ease, and his thoughts irresistibly returned to the early morning of yesterday.

?? His boyfriend's room is arranged in the guest room next to him.

?? Last night He Pingsui was trying to find his sweetheart.

?? In the early morning, everyone had already rested, and the Meng family was quiet. He Pingsui gently pushed open the door of the guest room.

??The corridor is not completely dark, but a soft street lamp is on, illuminating the corridor dimly and quietly.

??He Pingsui had just stepped out of the door, and when he looked up, he saw Meng Xingyu standing in the corridor with his hands behind his back, with a strange and unpredictable expression on his face.

?? "Xiao He is so late, what are you doing out?"

??He Pingsui responded calmly and rationally based on his experience of experiencing big storms over the years: "I... want to go out and drink some water."

??Meng Xingyu looked at him for a few seconds, as if judging the truth of his words: "The living room and the kitchen have water, which is on the first floor. I'll take you there."

??How dare He Pingsui bother his father-in-law to do these things: "No need, no need."

??He went downstairs and fumbled for a glass of water. When he returned to the second floor, Meng Xingyu was still looking at the ink painting on the wall with his hands behind his back, his expression focused.

??He Pingsui was convinced that Meng Xingyu was guarding him: "...Uncle, rest early."

??Meng Xingyu looked unpredictable: "Yes."

??The rooms are well-organized and comfortable, with all kinds of facilities, and the corners are scented with moderately scented incense for sleep aid.

?? But He Pingsui's attention was obviously not on this.Standing on the balcony of the room, he lowered his head to send a message to his boyfriend who was separated by a wall.

??-Baby, are you asleep?

??Meng Tinghe returned quickly.

??-No.

??He Pingsui turned his head to look at the balcony of the next room.

?? - The windows in your room are not locked.

?? In the next room.

??Meng Tinghe just took a shower, with a towel covering his head, staring at the latest message in a daze: "...?"

?? Really confusing.

??After 1 minute, Meng Tinghe knew the reason why his boyfriend asked this question.

??His balcony glass door was knocked lightly twice, and there was someone who sent him a message outside the door.

??Meng Tinghe recalled the distance between the balconies between the rooms: "..."

?? He walked over wordlessly, pressed the lock of the glass door, and let the person in.

??He Pingsui, who successfully slipped into the room, covered Meng Tinghe's mouth where he wanted to speak, and lowered his voice: "Shh, don't let uncle know that I'm coming."

??Meng Tinghe slightly raised his head to observe He Pingsui's rarely nervous expression, and wanted to laugh, so he lowered his voice cooperatively: "What's wrong?"

?? "Uncle is guarding outside your room. It is reasonable to guess that he is guarding against me."

??Meng Tinghe still couldn't hold back his smile after all: "Then you come here, aren't you afraid of being discovered by him?"

??As soon as this sentence fell, the two of them paused at the same time, and the atmosphere became more subtle—it was nothing at first, but after this sentence came out, some indescribable excitement was inexplicably brought on.

??He Pingsui coughed lightly, and said sternly: "Last time you did that and you were still squatting at zero."

?? Then, he should have a sense of ritual in reciprocity.

?? Meng Tinghe felt a little uncomfortable thinking about the last time he took the initiative to play a small animal.

??He Pingsui pretended that he didn't see the barely noticeable redness on the tips of his boyfriend's ears, and stretched out his arms to hug him.

??The antique clock on the wall clicked lightly, and at the same time, He Pingsui's smiling voice sounded.

?? "My dear, happy birthday."

??The author has something to say: Meng Dong/brother/Fa Xiao: I made a mistake.

??——————感谢在2021-03-04?00:37:15~2021-03-05?00:13:51期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

??Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 49499135? 5 bottles;

?? Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!