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The self-control that Qin Fangcong was always proud of was about to stretch to the limit, but he still pinched the back of Yang Fengyu's neck and kissed him gently, without any lust.

"Hee hee," Yang Fengyu retracted contentedly, found a stable place in Qin Fangcong's arms and stopped moving, "Good night!"

"Good night."

Due to physical exertion and the effect of alcohol, coupled with Qin Fangcong's extraordinarily warm and steady embrace, Yang Fengyu fell asleep almost as soon as he closed his eyes.

This sleep lasted until the next morning. Before Yang Fengyu woke up, he felt the heat leaving beside him in a daze, and subconsciously stretched out his hand to grab it.

Qin Fangcong held Yang Fengyu's wrist, stuffed it back into the quilt, patted his head again, and got up to wash up.

Feeling the familiar palm touch, Yang Fengyu groaned twice, barely opened his eyes, just in time to see the back of Qin Fangcong walking into the bathroom.

It took two seconds for all the things that happened last night to rush into Yang Fengyu's mind. The huge amount of information made him wake up immediately, jumped up from the bed, and was stunned with a lot of messy hair.

Yesterday...he was kissed by Qin Fangcong forcibly!twice!

And confessed to Qin Fangcong!

Qin Fangcong also agreed! !

Also helped him...! !

A feeling of excitement and shame welled up in his heart, Yang Fengyu's face was so hot that it was about to explode, he suddenly buried his head in the pillow, and kept exclaiming in a low voice: "Damn it... I'm so fucking talented!"

Drinking is an afterthought. When he intentionally provoked Qin Fangcong with sapling, and when he was kissed by Qin Fangcong, and after the kiss, he became angry and confessed directly, but they all happened when he was so conscious! !

Yang Fengyu has lived for 20 years and has never confessed his love to anyone. At this moment, he even wants to go to an anonymous forum to ask, is the confession procedure for adults to go to bed directly after establishing a relationship?

It's exciting, but it's too fast! !

"Yang Fengyu."

Qin Fangcong's voice came from the bathroom, hoarse than usual.

"what!!"

"Wake up and wash up, don't stay in bed."

"……Oh!"

Yang Fengyu dawdled awkwardly into the bathroom, and saw that Qin Fangcong had changed into a vest. The smooth but not exaggerated muscle lines on his arms complemented the tattoo perfectly.

Yang Fengyu couldn't help swallowing, avoiding his eyes, took a sip of water and prepared to brush his teeth.

This outfit seemed to be going to the gym, Yang Fengyu asked casually with a toothbrush in his mouth, "Are you going to the gym?"

Qin Fangcong shook his head, "Just practice here."

An ordinary sentence made Yang Fengyu choke, and hurriedly rinsed his mouth and washed his face, squinting one eye to look at Qin Fangcong while the water was still on his face.

He looked like he was done packing and didn't know why he wasn't leaving.

Thinking this way, Yang Fengyu took out a washcloth to wipe off the water on his face, just as he was about to turn his head, the washcloth was pulled away, and then a superficial kiss fell on his lips.

"Good morning kiss."

Qin Fangcong said, and walked out without changing his face.

"Fuck..."

Such teasing in the morning, Yang Fengyu was happy, but the little heart really couldn't bear it.

"Yang Fengyu," Qin Fangcong called him from the window, "Should I change here or not?"

Yang Fengyu went over and saw that the table behind the partition by the window was huge, more than enough for two people.

"If you are afraid of being distracted, go down, or if you stay here by yourself, call me instead."

"No!" Yang Fengyu resolutely refused, "It's better that you are here, and you are more inspired, but... let's say yes first, you are not allowed to tease me! I, I have a thin skin."

Qin Fangcong let out a muffled laugh, but still responded.

I didn't feel shy when I was flirting, but I couldn't bear to kiss him once.

Seeing him laughing, Yang Fengyu screamed inwardly.Just a smile can make Yang Fengyu's heart beat faster, this person is too outrageous, what other people breathe out is carbon dioxide, what he breathes out is fucking aphrodisiac! !

The table was big enough, Yang Fengyu sat down in a diagonal position, took a few breaths to calm down, then put on the earphones, and started to read the lyrics wholeheartedly.

The song "Private Romance" doesn't have a specific direction, it's more about Yang Fengyu's longing for the ideal love in his heart, and he never even thought that one day it will be concretized.

Because of the divorce of his parents, Yang Fengyu has always held a pessimistic attitude towards love, and has never thought of falling in love even after living for 20 years.

He happened to meet Qin Fangcong.

Be crazy with him, make trouble with him, and get him back when he is about to cross the line.

He is the elder brother, the teacher, and the bole on his rap dream road.

Just like in his songs, romantic and realistic.

Yang Fengyu couldn't help raising his head, looking in Qin Fangcong's direction.

The latter was concentrating on typing the keyboard on the computer, but Yang Fengyu didn't respond to him.

Yang Fengyu looked at him with his head propped on one hand, with a pen in his mouth, and changed those lyrics that were too whimsical.

He wants to do many things with Qin Fangcong, and he has plenty of time.

Want to elope, but also want to tell the world.

Since the broadcast of the show, his popularity has skyrocketed, and the song he collaborated with on the stage for the first time has been out of the circle, and it has been on the trending search for most of the day, and the number of Weibo fans has increased by more than ten times.

But Yang Fengyu doesn't want to be praised as "traffic", he just hopes that his songs can be heard by more people.

He doesn't really care about those girlfriend fans and boyfriend fans who come for his looks.

He wanted to tell the whole world what a good boyfriend he had, the kind that Yang Fengyu limited.

Yang Fengyu quickly changed the lyrics, the content was subtle but he couldn't hide his love. After finishing writing, he realized that it was a bit nasty, so he was embarrassed to show it to Qin Fangcong.

Putting down his pen, Yang Fengyu took a peek at Qin Fangcong, who still looked like he didn't notice it at all.

Yang Fengyu was not in a hurry and continued to read.

"Finished?" Qin Fangcong said suddenly, his eyes still on the screen.

"The changes are over!" Yang Fengyu was excited, "Actually, there are no major changes, do you want to see it?"

Qin Fangcong took off his glasses and stood up, sat next to Yang Fengyu, and with a pinch of two fingers, he pulled out the paper from his hand.

Different from ordinary science men, Yang Fengyu's handwriting is neat, delicate and beautiful, and the writing on the white paper is not crooked.

The content of the lyrics is youthful and straightforward love, and almost every sentence points to Qin Fangcong.

These things happened between them, and only Qin Fangcong and Yang Fengyu could understand them.

It just fits the title of "Private Romance".

He said that he wanted to go to the beach to watch the sunrise, he wanted to go to the biggest stadium in Haicheng to perform, and he wanted his songs to be heard by many people, but he only wanted to be liked by one person.

The awkward and sincere feelings are like a young man who has tasted the forbidden fruit for the first time, but he has no hesitation and is frank.

No one would dislike such a person.

Seeing that he didn't speak for a while, Yang Fengyu was inexplicably nervous, swallowed a few mouthfuls and asked, "How is it?"

"The content is fine, you can pass the review." Qin Fangcong still remembered his confused words last night, suppressed the emotion in his heart, and commented with a seemingly cold face: "The rhyme check is okay, how do you want to change the accompaniment? "

The business-like tone of this picture made Yang Fengyu a little disappointed. In fact, he didn't even remember the last few words he said to Qin Fangcong last night.

"Then do you like it?" Yang Fengyu asked bluntly.

Qin Fangcong looked a little surprised, but quickly recovered, "Didn't you say you don't fall in love during the day?"

Yang Fengyu was taken aback for a moment, and then recalled last night's blah blah blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.

"like."

Qin Fangcong answered seriously.

The matter of not falling in love during the day lasted until evening. Qin Fangcong mixed the sound for Yang Fengyu and taught him to change most of the original accompaniment. When he was almost finishing work, Yang Fengyu suddenly asked: "Mr. Sapling, why did you Write a beat like this?"

This kind of accompaniment sounded very suitable for romantic sweet songs, but it was a bit incompatible with his other accompaniment styles.

"Written with someone in mind." Qin Fangcong said frankly.

"Who is it?" Yang Fengyu asked, her thin eyebrows furrowed slightly, "You still say you haven't talked about it!"

Qin Fangcong raised his eyes, glanced at Yang Fengyu lightly, and said in a low voice, "You."

Now it was Yang Fengyu's turn to be stupid.

"When did you fall in love with me!" Yang Fengyu asked, "Wait! You don't know that the name Sapling is also because of me?"

The tattoos on his body and the famous vest are all because of him.

"It is."

Yang Fengyu blinked blankly.

"It's because of you, but I didn't like you at that time." Qin Fangcong explained, "Or, I haven't found that I like you yet."

"what?"

"It's not important." Qin Fangcong drew closer and rubbed his forehead gently.

"Then why didn't you tell me..." Yang Fengyu whispered, "I'm slow to respond to this kind of thing, what if I don't get it all the time? You've been single all this time?"

"Afraid to scare you."

Yang Fengyu curled his lips and muttered in a low voice: "Everyone who is not important can see that I like you, but you don't know it yet. You are really a fan of the authorities."

"Well," Qin Fangcong moved closer, almost touching the tip of his nose, "Can we fall in love now?"

The sun outside the window was about to set, and half of the sky was dyed red.

Yang Fengyu stared at his eyes and nodded, and raised his chin to touch Qin Fangcong's pressed lips.

I drank too much yesterday, what happened was like a dream, separated by a layer of fog, the feeling is not very real.

Including yesterday when Qin Fangcong asked him to relax, and then forgot all about it, let alone responding, Yang Fengyu froze and didn't dare to move.

After the kiss, Yang Fengyu pressed the back of his hand to his cheek again, and exhaled slowly, "I still won't."

"Ok?"

Yang Fengyu stared at Qin Fangcong, and quickly licked his lips, "I can't kiss."

The kisses were so intense that he didn't even dare to open his mouth.

Qin Fangcong's eyes dimmed, and he pinched Yang Fengyu's chin, forcing him to open his mouth slightly, bowed his head and kissed him.

Still kept shrinking back, terribly jerky.

Qin Fangcong pressed his lips to distance himself, and said in a low voice, "Don't hide."

Only then did Yang Fengyu realize that he was hiding, and he remained still. The next second, he was swept away by Qin Fangcong, and he took a mouthful of strength.

Yang Fengyu's brain froze immediately, and Qin Fangcong also let go, ending the kiss.

"Have you learned it?"

Qin Fangcong would ask him this way when he taught him to arrange music, but he still asked him this way when he taught him to kiss.

"Study, study is useless."

Qin Fangcong tapped on the table as if nothing happened, "Continue."

"Still, continue?"

"Well, I'll take you to record tomorrow after editing."

Yang Fengyu sniffed, but the tip of his tongue was still numb.

"You have really good self-control," Yang Fengyu whispered, "Rui Sibai."

Qin Fangcong, who had "excellent" self-control, pulled his shirt to cover his body calmly.