The dead enemy has to spoil me after being stupid [entertainment circle]

In the blink of an eye, New Year's Day was approaching, and all the work began to wrap up. Several people concentrated on making the album, and the title song had already taken shape.

"To tell you the truth, I didn't play it. I haven't heard such an exciting song for a long time." Yu Bei held a warm bag, rubbed his hands, put the lyrics on the table, and asked Lu Bian: "This kind of passionate song Is the tune your specialty?"

Buried in a pile of waste manuscripts, Lu Bianyan calmly said, "Be more precise, this is not the only thing I'm good at."

Yu Bei gave a thumbs up: "I just appreciate your capable but really shameless self-confidence."

Qi Lin came in and put a courier on Lu Bianyan's desk, "I took it easily."

Lu Bianyan raised his head and glanced at it. It was a ten-inch box, "I didn't buy express delivery."

Qi Lin pointed to the recipient information on it: "Lu Bianyan."

It really is his.

After glancing at the sending message, Lu Bianyan reacted for a moment, and immediately guessed that it was a custom-made dress sent by the old lady, and the size should be two sets.

Fortunately, there is nothing written on it, otherwise he is as smart as Qi Lin, and he can think of it at a glance.

Yu Bei leaned over curiously: "What, the packaging is so mysterious."

"It's nothing, maybe I bought it casually before, and I forgot."

Lu Bianyan put the box aside, looked up, and saw Shen Jizhou coming in with two bags, one of which was placed on his desk.

"Damn it, I have milk tea today! I haven't had milk tea in a month!"

Yu Bei was hungry for food, violently opened another bag, and took out a large cup of cheese milk cap from it.

I was stunned for two seconds: "Why is there no milk cover?"

Shen Jizhou inserted the milk tea straw, handed it to Lu Bian and said, "The heat is too high, the manager doesn't allow it."

"Then why does he have a milk cover?!" Yu Bei angrily pointed at the milk layer that was about to overflow from Lu Bianyan's hand, "And it's double! Is this also Brother Yuan's rule?!"

"That's what I ordered." Shen Jizhou looked over, "Do you have an opinion?"

Yu Bei: "??"

Qi Lin: "..."

Lu Bianyan took a deep breath, and raised his eyelids at the sad two, looking very embarrassing.

The teammate wailed directly and sacrificed heroically in the soulless milk tea.

Lu Bian said that he was still acting good after drinking, and looked at Shen Jizhou: "I am also an idol, and I also need to maintain my figure. Why don't you consider my image management?"

Shen Jizhou took out a piece of paper and wiped off the milk stains from the corner of his mouth, "With your body, you don't need it."

Lu Bianyan was unhappy, and immediately put down the milk tea, "What's wrong with my body? I look thin in clothes and have muscles in clothes! Are you looking down on me?"

Shen Jizhou glanced at his slender collarbone, looked at the small waist covered by the loose sweater, but it was only enough for a light grip, and raised his eyebrows slightly: "How do I know if you have muscles?"

"?" Lu Bianyan's eyes widened in disbelief, as if it wasn't this person who came back to the room every night to hug him and kiss him.

Open your eyes and talk nonsense in front of your teammates!

Sure enough, Qi Lin put down the milk tea, heard the words and looked over, his eyes went back and forth between the two, but in the end he didn't say anything, and put it back as if nothing had happened.

This time, Lu Bianyan was sure that this boy had indeed seen something. Looking at it this way, it seemed that classmate Yu Xiaobei was a little pitiful, as if he was the one who was isolated.

Fortunately, Lu Bianyan was not the only one who thought he was pitiful, Qi Lin looked at him silently for a while, but couldn't bear to see him, with a sad face, he took out a cube of sugar from his pocket and handed it over.

Yu Bei was delighted: "Why do you still carry candy with you?"

Qi Lin looked at him for two seconds, and was about to withdraw his hand. Yu Bei hurriedly passed the candy over, and smiled: "I was in a foreign country before when I was hypoglycemic and passed out. Then I will carry candy with me, don't be stingy , give me another one."

Qi Lin didn't bother to respond, "It's gone."

"It's such a coincidence that it's gone. Hurry up, this milk tea is almost as weak as plain water."

As Yu Bei spoke, he went to take out his pocket, but Qi Lin grabbed his wrist, and reluctantly took another one out of his pocket, "It's really gone."

"Okay." Yu Bei took it bluntly, "Thank you."

"Are these two young people?" Lu Bianyan sat down on the table at some point, with his legs dangling leisurely, looking down at what Shen Jizhou wrote on the paper.

After writing, push it in front of him.

Lu Bianyan saw that the score he was stuck on had been filled in, and he hummed along, feeling overjoyed in his heart: "Hey! That's the feeling I want! You are amazing, does this count as a tacit understanding between us. "

Shen Jizhou blocked the child's swaying figure casually, for fear that he would fall down when he got excited.

And Lu Bianyan was really over excited, when he saw Shen Jizhou stretching out his hand, he subconsciously jumped down and hugged him in his arms.

Hugging and rubbing indiscriminately, I found the unexpected silence, and then became stiff after realizing it, twisting my neck stiffly and looking back.

The two who were adding sugar to the milk tea were stiffer than them.

Since this instinctive reaction could not be explained, he chose to flee the scene of the crime until dinner time when a table of people had to sit together again.

The meal was eaten in unusual silence.

Only Han Xiaoling was saying that Yu Bei, who usually joked with her, was very quiet today.

He's still in the shock of his handsome, hot, cool guy friend jumping up and hooking on another guy.

The hug is so natural and skillful.

But he didn't dare to ask, he thought he would be beaten after asking.

Because Lu Bianyan blushed on the spot after hugging him, that was really not what he should have seen.

Scary and embarrassing.

Lu Bianyan was also quite autistic afterward. He didn't mind coming out, but his image of masculinity seemed to have been damaged again, and it became more and more shaky.

How could he jump on Shen Jizhou so naturally like a child?

And how could Shen Jizhou be able to support him so easily, holding him securely.

Why has he never hugged Shen Jizhou like that?

Shen Jizhou still looks down on his figure, so he must have doubts about his fierce A image.

So in Shen Jizhou's eyes, is he the delicate, cute and fluffy type?

"No." Lu Bianyan slapped his chopsticks on the table, stood up and went upstairs.

Halfway through the meal, a group of people were puzzled: "?"

"Where are you going?"

"Lift the iron."

"..."

Zhou Yuan glanced at the time: "It's seven o'clock in the evening, after dinner time."

Lu Bianyan didn't respond, and didn't turn his head back to go upstairs to the gym.

Shen Jizhou followed him with his eyes. After a while, he put down his spoon and followed him.

"What are you doing here?" Lu Bianyan was aggressively pushing the chest machine, and when he saw Shen Jizhou, whose figure was almost perfect, came in, he instantly felt a sense of crisis, "Don't tell me you're here to exercise too."

Shen Jizhou came over, lowered the tension of the chest press machine for him, and looked at him helplessly: "Don't do such high-intensity exercise at night, it will damage your muscles."

"If you don't do it, don't let me do it." Lu Bianyan continued to pull, "You turn my pulling force back, and I'll pull a hundred before I can talk."

Shen Jizhou bent down, put his hands on his knees, and looked at him: "Why do you want to exercise all of a sudden?"

Lu Bianyan made up the reason: "In order to complete higher-intensity dance moves."

"Your current figure is thin but strong, with smooth and beautiful curves, which is enough for dancing." Shen Jizhou held the lever with one hand and lifted his chin, "What difficult moves do you want to complete?"

The lever was stuck, and Lu Bianyan didn't pull it. He and Shen Jizhou looked at each other for a few seconds. His eyes dropped, and he could just see Shen Jizhou's neckline spread out due to bending over. Very firm and powerful type.

I don't know what came to mind, Lu Bianyan looked away in a hurry, his ears turned red, "I don't need it now, but I might use it in the future, I made preparations in advance."

From the corner of his eyes, Shen Jizhou saw the tips of his red ears, the corners of his lips were not pressed down, his phalanx hooked his jaw, and he scraped gently, "If you want to make a hundred, then I will make a hundred with you."

Lu Bianyan was dumbfounded for two seconds.

It suddenly occurred to him that Shen Jizhou had a strange situation. Every time he finished exercising, his nerves were congested with excitement, and he had no power to resist when he was pressed down.

Before, they used to work out in the morning, and they didn't have much free time after the workout, but it was different at night.

Lu Bianyan's throat tightened.

Absolutely not.

So he let go, stood up from the machine, calmly wiped his sweat with a towel and walked out, "Forget it, I practiced dancing for so long today, I'm still tired if you're not tired, let's do it another day."

Shen Jizhou looked at someone's back who was walking faster and faster, and slowly followed without making trouble with him, so he went back to his room and changed his clothes.

In the evening, the four of them worked together to practice musical instruments for two hours, and performed the last stage performance practice before going to bed every day. After the end, they dragged their tiredness back to their rooms.

Lu Bianyan rolled twice on the bed, looked at the dress box on the cabinet, and remembered that there was another dress box inside that belonged to Shen Jizhou, and he had to dismantle it together with Shen Jizhou.

Looking at the time, it was ten o'clock in the evening, and it would not take long to unpack the dress, so I simply carried the box to the next door and knocked on the door.

When Shen Jizhou opened the door, he was only wearing a bathrobe with a loose neckline, and his cold white skin was still a little rosy after taking a shower.

Lu Bianyan felt that he had suffered from Zhou Yuan's torture recently and had too much food, so he found Shen Jizhou's meat so attractive no matter how it looked, and even swallowed it down his throat.

"Greedy?" Shen Jizhou looked at him with raised eyebrows, and seemingly inadvertently lifted his collar, "Come in and lie down for a while?"

He said that this person is a vixen!

Lu Bianyan shoved him away in embarrassment, and strode in, "Greedy, I'm so greedy, I haven't eaten meat for a few days, if you open the door next time if you don't have clothes on, I'll cook it for you gone."

Shen Jizhou closed the door and locked it: "Why aren't I wearing clothes anymore?"

Lu Bianyan put down the box, turned around and looked him up and down: "Is there any difference between you wearing it and not wearing it?"

Shen Jizhou came over, put his arms around his waist and put him in his arms, close to his ear: "If you insist on pretending you didn't see me and saying that I'm naked, what can I do, or you come directly?"

The tips of his ears were warmed by the breath, and Lu Bianyan lay in his arms tensely, and asked in a low voice, "How come?"

"How do you want to come?"

Lu Bianyan looked at the white and seductive beauty in front of him, and felt that it was really delicious, and when he thought about the appearance of someone lying obediently under him and letting him kiss him, he couldn't be bothered to restrain himself.

His fingertips pressed against Shen Jizhou's chest, pushing him back step by step. Shen Jizhou's calf touched the sofa, and he fell back, lazily nestled in the soft, indulgently watching the hungry wolf who was getting closer inch by inch.

The author has something to say: I thought it could be done

I stopped at this place again (to my chagrin