What's wrong with rapper being 0!

I don't know how to say this, I feel like meeting my parents.

Yang Fengyu's face became hot, but she didn't want to get away from his broad back, so she put her chin on his shoulder and walked all the way back to the hotel.

"Eh? Can I visit the top floor?" Yang Fengyu had an idea, and his tone was deliberately exaggerated, "That's a suite!"

Qin Fangcong didn't say anything, just turned his head and glanced at him, then nodded.

He actually agreed!

Yang Fengyu was a little surprised, before he had time to ask, Qin Fangcong carried him into the brightly lit hotel lobby.

It was dark outside just now, and Yang Fengyu was still brazen enough not to get down, but now he started to feel embarrassed, and squeezed Qin Fangcong's arm: "Put me down!"

"What's wrong?" Qin Fangcong was unmoved.

"I……"

"Yo, met again?"

Before Yang Fengyu finished speaking, he heard a familiar voice, and when he looked back, it was Epic and the others again.

"Grass!" Yang Fengyu suddenly felt guilty, let go of the hands around Qin Fangcong's neck, and jumped off him, staggered and almost fell, but was helped by Qin Fangcong again.

"Deduct fifty and fifty, I know!" Yang Fengyu slapped his hand away, and looked at those people with a blushing face, "What a coincidence."

Except for Cheng Ying, the others drank a little too much, and started joking without knowing it: "You two brothers have such a good relationship, just like me and my girlfriend, hiccup."

Yang Fengyu blushed, "Drink too much, what nonsense are you talking about!"

Cheng Ying looked back and forth between the two of them a few times, then nodded seriously, and said to the side: "Anyway, Cheng Wen and I are not like this."

Yang Fengyu blushed even more. Just as he was about to refute, Qin Fangcong grabbed him and carried him into his arms. The latter glanced down at Cheng Ying, "Let's go first."

Cheng Ying didn't say anything, and watched Yang Fengyu being half-embraced by Qin Fangcong into the elevator, and failed to resist halfway, and was suppressed by pressing his head.

Cheng Ying narrowed his eyes slightly, sent the others back to the room one by one and called Cheng Wen.

"Hey, does your label Yes have an older brother? The kind that is related by blood."

The other person quickly picked it up, "There is a brother who came out of nowhere, but he is not related by blood. He is a childhood sweetheart."

Cheng Ying prolonged his voice meaningfully, "Oh", and Cheng Wen's tone suddenly changed: "I warn you not to act recklessly, you are a very good boy, don't think about our coconuts, or wait for our TAX Hammer you."

Cheng Ying laughed twice: "Don't worry, I'm not the one you should hit. He is sweet with his brother, and it will happen sooner or later."

"What the hell, did you drink too much? Didn't Coconut say he was a straight man?"

"Straight man?" Cheng Ying snorted lightly, "This is a fucking fan of the authorities. He doesn't know his blessings. This kid has never been in a relationship, he's too dull."

"You're a little virgin, where do you go to fall in love?"

"Then I don't have to help," Cheng Ying said with a smile, "Please treat me to dinner when it's done, and hang up."

"Hey……"

Cheng Wen hung up the phone on the other end, opened the dialog with Yang Fengyu with a confused face, and found that he had sent a new circle of friends.

I clicked in and saw that it was a pitch-black photo with high blur. Only by turning up the brightness can I vaguely see two heads close together.

The first one below is Tian Yuyang's fussy comment:

[Have you all developed to this extent? ? ? ]

Yang Fengyu didn't reply, and he didn't know what he was doing.

You won't really be abducted, will you?

Yang Fengyu, who was "abducted", was following Qin Fangcong into the high-class room on the top floor, and looked around as soon as he entered.

It's an unfamiliar scene, different from Sapling's.

Yang Fengyu didn't give up hope yet, pretending to ask casually: "Is your equipment here too?"

"Ah."

Qin Fangcong pointed to the compartment next to the floor-to-ceiling windows, Yang Fengyu took a look, and saw that things were piled up there, completely different from the ones in the video.

"You live in such a big room alone?" Yang Fengyu looked around, "What a waste."

The sofa in the living room has a big bed, and there are two large French windows, so "expensive" is almost written on the wall.

"What do you want to come and live with me?"

Yang Fengyu was taken aback for a moment, realizing the ambiguity in the words, and just about to refute, Qin Fangcong continued: "I don't mind, it's lively."

"Huh? How many beds do you have here?"

This is not a family suite, all you can see is a big bed behind the partition screen.

The price of this hotel is not cheap, and the standard room arranged by the program group requires half of their players' own expenses. Qin Fangcong is simply an evil capitalism.

"One piece." Qin Fangcong said lightly.

"How can I live with you?"

Qin Fangcong was condescending, with an inexplicable sense of oppression, "Sleep together, can't you?"

"No!!" Yang Fengyu backed away abruptly, not even knowing what he was panicking about, his ears turned red with just one sentence, and whispered: "Don't, don't be gay, it won't work."

Qin Fangcong laughed angrily, wrapped his arms around his neck, and pinched him gently: "Who gay you?"

"Grass!" Yang Fengyu ran away in a panic like a cat whose fur had exploded, "I, I was just joking."

"I won't tease you anymore," Qin Fangcong smiled, looking down at the time, "Go back to bed early, there is class tomorrow."

Yang Fengyu returned to the room and quickly took a shower, only to feel exhausted belatedly.

As soon as my head touched the pillow, I heard noises from the next door.

Yang Fengyu covered his head with another pillow, lying on the bed and pretended to be dead, but the hotel seemed to be soundproof, after a while, the sound not only didn't weaken, but intensified instead.

Damn, this group of rappers know how to play alcohol crazy when they drink too much.

Yang Fengyu put on the earphones and played the song that Qin Fangcong and him composed together on a loop. Originally, he could fall asleep in less than two songs, but this time he couldn't fall asleep anyway, and instead became more and more awake.

What's worse, his mind is full of Qin Fangcong.

Qin Fangcong often carried him on his back when he was a child, but after so many years, many things are different from when he was a child. He doesn't know what happened to Qin Fangcong these years and how he was doing, but when we meet again, he is not a little strange .

It's as if these years have been compressed into a moment, the only thing that has changed is that Yang Fengyu is embarrassed to cling to Qin Fangcong like he was when he was a child.

Yang Fengyu's body was sleepy, but his consciousness was clear, thinking that if he was idle, he would be idle, so he directly started a live broadcast.

It was already 12:30, and the sudden live broadcast still exploded a bunch of people, and the barrage passed by, the content was the same, and they were all asking him why he ordered the live broadcast.

Yang Fengyu didn't speak, and stuck his mobile phone against the wall. There were noises coming from all directions, people who drank too much, swearing, singing, and snoring. Fortunately, there were no shady voices.

He knocked on the wall, the other side was quiet for two seconds, and a new round of carnival started.

Yang Fengyu walked to the other side, and the voice at the other end was also very loud, just like a symphony.

"No, I don't understand. How can someone be so noisy after drinking too much?"

Yang Fengyu had a painful expression on his face. When he saw a barrage saying that he was like this when he drank too much, he was a little dissatisfied, "Who said that I would only sleep when I drank too much. This is called pretending to be crazy by drinking!"

"I want to sleep too, isn't it because I can't sleep? Just chat."

"My earplugs don't help, my ears hurt."

"It seems that the first episode will be broadcast next Wednesday. If it is soon, it will be over in a week. If it is slow, it will be about a month. I don't know."

"When I finish recording Yangzi's legs, it will be almost fine. When the time comes, they will come directly to Xicheng. Let's wait for the official announcement. If they can't come, they will arrange a refund."

Yang Fengyu chatted with the barrage, but the surrounding voices still had no intention of quieting down.

"I also want to rush. They all come from the same label, and they drink too much and are not familiar with each other. It's better not to cause trouble."

"Damn it, I'm going to have a nervous breakdown."

While worrying, a new message popped up on WeChat.

[. :up]

"Damn it?" Yang Fengyu froze, and sat up straight. Seeing the question marks flashing across the barrage, he didn't have time to worry about it.

[Yeah yeah:?Why]

[. : Didn't you mean noisy? ]

[Yeah yeah:? ?How did you know? ? ]

Yang Fengyu switched back to the live broadcast screen, seeing the question marks all over and understood.

Are you watching his live broadcast?

[Yeah yeah: I can’t fall asleep because of the noise, it’s not too late yet]

After waiting for a long time for a reply, Yang Fengyu thought he had given up, and said to the barrage: "What question marks are you using?"

The barrage jumped fast, and several of them were talking about his blushing.

"Why am I blushing, don't defile people's innocence out of thin air!"

As soon as the voice fell, the door of the room was suddenly knocked twice.

Yang Fengyu subconsciously said, "Who is it?"

"I."

A deep voice sounded outside the door, and Yang Fengyu stood up straight in a jerk, and quickly said to the camera: "I'll get off first, bye."

After speaking, he turned off the live broadcast before he could see the reaction of the barrage, threw it back casually, and rushed to open the door. Qin Fangcong, who had changed into dark gray pajamas, stood outside the door.

He seems to have just taken a shower, the hair hanging on his forehead is still dripping, his eyes seem to be much softer than usual, and there is a vague fragrance on his body.

Yang Fengyu swallowed subconsciously, "Why did you come down?"

As soon as the door opened, the noise outside became louder. Yang Fengyu curled his lips with some headache, and raised his head to Qin Fangcong and sighed.

"Come up and sleep." Qin Fangcong said decisively.

Yang Fengyu was shocked, "You peeked at my live broadcast!"

"No," Qin Fangcong pressed the top of his head, "I'm aboveboard."

Yang Fengyu patted his hand away, his face flushed, "23, don't keep suppressing my growth."

"The sound insulation is good up there," Qin Fangcong said in a low voice, "Shall we go?"

Yang Fengyu couldn't stand him speaking in such a low voice, and his whole body got goosebumps, so he gave up struggling, "Let's go!"

Yang Fengyu took the clothes he was going to wear tomorrow, hugged the dog pillow, and followed Qin Fangcong into the elevator.

Fortunately, they didn't meet anyone along the way, and the two of them in their pajamas walked one after the other, which always felt weird.

When Qin Fangcong swiped his card, the feeling was even weirder.

It's like bringing him to open a room.

Qin Fangcong opened the door but was not in a hurry to go in. He blocked the door and tilted his head to remind Yang Fengyu:

"Only one bed."