What's wrong with rapper being 0!

Seeing Yang Fengyu's face turn red, Qin Fangcong threw those small boxes back again, "Spare, just to tease you, it's not necessary today..."

"Yes!" Yang Fengyu grabbed his wrist, "Stop pretending, you can't hold it!"

Qin Fangcong stared at him for a while, then leaned over and kissed him again, "Get out of the car."

Yang Fengyu followed behind with a beating heart.

Because of regular cleaning, the room was as clean and tidy as before they left. Yang Fengyu almost forgot about the live broadcast, and went to sit at the small bar in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows.

"Drink?" Qin Fangcong asked suddenly.

"Stop drinking!" Yang Fengyu resolutely refused, "I have to do business, what kind of wine should I drink?"

Originally Yang Fengyu was referring to the live broadcast, but Qin Fangcong glanced at him subtly, Yang Fengyu blushed even more, and pushed him away.

Qin Fangcong didn't say anything, opened a bottle of beer and sat beside Yang Fengyu, then closed the curtain behind him, "I won't talk, you can broadcast it."

Yang Fengyu swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva before setting up the phone: "I'm starting."

"Ah."

Qin Fangcong was able to see the screen from this angle, but he couldn't get into the mirror. He was worried that Yang Fengyu would see some bad remarks.

I don't know if it was influenced by the phrase "boyfriend", the popularity of the live broadcast room skyrocketed, and even several other people from TAX came to watch, and even the list of rappers under Mai Xi.

The barrage was even more exaggerated, almost full of question marks.

Yang Fengyu looked serious, cleared his throat and said, "Recently, because of the broadcast of the program, many new friends follow me. First of all, thank you for your likes."

Qin Fangcong on the side raised his eyebrows and suppressed a smile. Yang Fengyu gouged him out of the corner of his eye when he saw it, and continued as usual: "But I am a serious rapper, and I don't plan to develop in the direction of traffic. I hope brothers can Pay more attention to my songs, don't be fans, and don't pay attention to my private life."

"I hope the song is more popular than my people, and I hope everyone likes my song more. Apart from this, in fact, I am no different from ordinary people. This matter will be changed in the future. Don't ask me again, and I won't say it anymore. gone."

Can someone swipe the barrage to crack cp, Yang Fengyu sneered back and scolded: "Crap!"

After the live broadcast ended, Yang Fengyu's Weibo fans dropped a little one after another, but they quickly rose back.

Yang Fengyu didn't know if his upright speech was useful, anyway, Qin Fangcong grabbed the phone and took it away, "Don't look at it."

"No one scolded me—" Yang Fengyu dragged his voice, and hugged Qin Fangcong's waist, buried his head in it and rubbed it, "I can't be a trafficker either!"

"Do you want to be?"

"I don't want to, I'm a rapper, and my work is king." Yang Fengyu raised his head to look at Qin Fangcong, and licked his lower lip, "I want to kiss."

Qin Fangcong pinched Yang Fengyu's earlobe and kissed him lightly.

After the live broadcast, Qin Fangcong opened the curtains, half of the window was the river view, and the other half was the city lights.

If you look at this kind of scenery alone, you may feel lonely.

The shadows of the two were reflected on the glass, and gradually became entangled, becoming intimate.

Until Qin Fangcong grabbed Yang Fengyu's waist and carried him to the bar, Yang Fengyu kissed Qin Fangcong condescendingly for the first time, and most of them hung on Qin Fangcong's body.

"Do you want to continue?" Qin Fangcong distanced himself and asked in a low voice.

He didn't get a response, but got a kiss, and then stretched his legs around his waist.

The implication of this action is obvious, Qin Fangcong suddenly had something to tease him, and deliberately asked: "Isn't it 1?"

Yang Fengyu was still stubborn: "I'll let you do it for the first time."

"Tomorrow, I will fly for more than ten hours. Have you figured it out?"

"Then...then you take it easy?"

Qin Fangcong couldn't help laughing, and carried him into the bathroom.

To be precise, a bathtub.

The warm water made the movements very convenient, just some tricks and the steaming heat made Yang Fengyu breathless, and his legs and feet were sore and soft that he couldn't use his strength, so he hugged Qin Fangcong's back tightly.

After taking a shower, Yang Fengyu was fished out.

"Turn off the lights?" Qin Fangcong asked.

Yang Fengyu blushed, but still shook his head, "I want to look at you."

So Qin Fangcong just dimmed the lights, the curtains were not drawn, and there was a little bit of light.

Yang Fengyu seemed to have fallen into the deep sea, and was thrown up into the clouds in an instant.

Whenever Yang Fengyu changed his tone, he would subconsciously reach out and push Qin Fangcong. At first, the latter thought he was uncomfortable, so he immediately stopped and patted his face, "Yang Fengyu."

The response he got was Yang Fengyu's repeated glances, as if he was blaming him for why he stopped.

Then Qin Fangcong understood that Yang Fengyu was not uncomfortable, but rather exhilarated.

Dazed Yang Fengyu remembered Qin Fangcong once said that the sound insulation here is very good, otherwise he would be ashamed to see people tomorrow because he was crying, howling and panting.

Realizing that Yang Fengyu was distracted, Qin Fangcong turned over in his arms, and the positions of the two of them changed up and down.

Yang Fengyu faced the floor-to-ceiling windows, and through the reflection of the glass, he saw himself in a slightly embarrassed state—the corners of his eyes were red, and there were dots of red marks on his body.

Before meeting Qin Fangcong, Yang Fengyu always felt that he could be called rational, especially when dealing with emotions. It seemed that except music, there was nothing that could move his heart, and nothing could make him lose control.

But now there is, it is Qin Fangcong.

Not only can it make him lose control, but it can make him lose control several times a night.

At the end of the night, it was already late at night, and the whole bed and even the whole room were in a mess. Yang Fengyu's bones were about to fall apart, and Qin Fangcong hugged him to clean it up.

"Tomorrow, tomorrow, if I can't get up and miss the plane...it's your fault!"

Qin Fangcong plucked his hair, "No, I booked first class."

"Have you planned it for a long time!" Yang Fengyu hooked his fingertips, "Also, why are you so proficient?"

"Yes." Qin Fangcong agreed, "Because it has been planned for a long time."

Yang Fengyu was happy but unwilling to admit it, so she could only turn her head away, and accidentally saw a row of bath salts and various unopened lubricants beside the bathtub, "You bought too much, didn't you!? "

"How do you feel? Are you sick?"

For the first time, Qin Fangcong felt that he seemed to have overdone it, but he didn't have any experience, so he could only get information from Yang Fengyu's reaction.

The heat on Yang Fengyu's face hadn't dissipated yet, and he punched Qin Fangcong indifferently, "Ask knowingly."

"Go upstairs and sleep," Qin Fangcong kissed Yang Fengyu's forehead, "I'll come up later."

"What are you going to do?"

"Pack up your 'boots'."

Yang Fengyu's face turned redder.

After a whole night of tossing, Yang Fengyu was actually very tired, but he still clung to Qin Fangcong and refused to let go. The latter simply carried him along with his bath towel, took off the bed sheet and threw it into the washing machine.

After finishing all this, he turned his head and saw that Yang Fengyu had fallen asleep lying on his back, breathing evenly.

Qin Fangcong took a light step, closed all the curtains, went upstairs lightly, set the alarm clock, and soon fell into a deep sleep.

When the alarm clock rang the next day, Yang Fengyu broke out of Qin Fangcong's arms suddenly, sat up suddenly, and wiped his face in shock.

Qin Fangcong opened his eyes after two seconds and looked at Yang Fengyu.

Yang Fengyu saw a few scratches on the top of his tattoo, and looked down at himself. The memory of last night flooded up, his face turned red, and he fell into the quilt.

Qin Fangcong fished him out and kissed him lip to lip, "Morning."

Their luggage was packed yesterday, and they only need to wash up before they can go out.

Yang Fengyu didn't feel any discomfort, so he sternly rejected Qin Fangcong's proposal to give him medicine, "In case...then there's really no need to fly!!"

After finishing speaking, seeing Qin Fangcong's calm face, he added: "You can hold on, but I can't!"

"Me too." Qin Fangcong said frankly, and he stopped forcing it.

Before going out, Yang Fengyu asked furtively again: "Did you bring...cough cough...then what?"

"I didn't bring it," Qin Fangcong asked, "Do you want to do it when you go abroad?"

"No! I didn't say it! I just asked! It's best not to bring it with you. Going to your house and returning...that's ridiculous."

Qin Fangcong took his shoulders, "It's no big deal, if you want to do it, go abroad and buy it."

"You...!!" Yang Fengyu blushed from being teased, "Why are you not shy at all!"

Qin Fangcong rubbed the top of his head twice, "If you don't leave again, you will be late."

Although he felt nothing unusual, Yang Fengyu still felt a bit sore in his butt after sitting for a long time, so he simply lay down to catch up on sleep.

Qin Fangcong sat next to him and closed the sunshade of the porthole.

"Do you remember the first time you took me home?" Yang Fengyu asked suddenly, "It was the time I drank too much, you brought me back from Lingcheng, remember?"

"Well, what happened?"

"Didn't I fall when I entered the door that time? As a result, I got up the next day and was broken. I just remember falling, but I don't remember where I fell. When I got up, I felt a pain in my ass."

Qin Fangcong smiled: "And then?"

"At that time, I thought I had sex with you after drinking, but I didn't expect it to be a fart. I squatted."

"What if it is?"

Yang Fengyu opened his eyes abruptly, clutching his back and was about to reason with him: "I'm sure it's okay! I'm very sure now!"

totally different!

Falling a fart. The buttocks only hurt, so that's not it.

Just thinking about it made Yang Fengyu feel as if his nosebleed was about to come out, not to mention that Qin Fangcong was still staring at him, so he simply put a small blanket on his body and put it on his back to pretend to be asleep.

Just at this moment, the stewardess passed by and stopped after seeing Yang Fengyu's face flushed, and asked softly, "Sir, what's wrong with you? We have antipyretics, do you need them?"

Qin Fangcong couldn't hold back, and refused for him, "No, he's just shy."

The stewardess glanced at the hands they held together, she understood, and left with a smile.

The shy Yang Fengyu silently pulled the blanket over his head, curled up into a ball.

During the ten or so hours of the flight, Yang Fengyu slept almost all the time. He slept so long that he was a little confused when he got off the plane, and was led by Qin Fangcong all the way.

It was almost noon when we arrived at Qin Fangcong's house, and Yang Fengyu saw a large lawn and garden, and a small but exquisite villa from a long distance away.

Qin Fangcong pushed open the door and signaled Yang Fengyu to go in first.

As soon as Yang Fengyu took a step in, he saw a mass of white object running towards him quickly, and bumped into his calf.

Yang Fengyu fell down on the soft lawn without standing still, and then he heard the sound of breathing, and then saw that it was a snow-white Samoyed that jumped at him, only a pair of peas eyes and a big nose were black, grinning , keep hearing Yang Fengyu.

A few hearty laughter came from behind: "Oh, Ranamy likes you very much, Miaomiao."

Before Yang Fengyu had time to look over, the dog was pulled away by Qin Fangcong by the rope. Seeing him squatting down with a serious face, Yang Fengyu pointed at the dog's nose and said:

"He is mine, don't rush."

Yang Fengyu burst out laughing.

Why is this man still jealous of the dog! !