The whole entertainment industry is knocking me and my ex-boyfriend's CP

As the broadcast of "Three Days Two Nights" approached, in order to cooperate with the promotion of the program group, Yan Yi started a live broadcast at home.

[Wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu I haven’t seen my brother for a long time, I feel that Xiao Song hid his words after the relationship was made public]

[Ah, ah, ah, so handsome, so handsome, the one who wears glasses is absolutely perfect]

[Wow, is brother drawing sketches?This denim jacket looks so good, I want it]

Since there was no mobile phone holder at home, Yan Yi directly leaned his mobile phone against a vase on one side.As soon as he raised his eyes to look at the phone screen, he saw this article from the dense bullet screen, and laughed: "Well, this is tailor-made for Song Jing."

[Damn, it's sour, what kind of luck is it for Song Jing, not only to have such a handsome boyfriend, but also to have an exclusive designer]

[I want to wear Song Jing and fall in love with my brother]

[Yanyan, you spoil him so much, boys can't be so used to [laughing and crying]]

[Next time you come, remember to come with an empty stomach, as you can eat enough dog food here! ]

Yan Yi really didn't mean to show affection, after all, he is not Song Jing, he just wants to state the facts objectively.

[Brother, is Song Jing super clingy?I feel that he is so clingy to you]

Song Jing was really clingy in private, Yan Yi thought, raised his glasses again, and asked with a smile, "How can you tell that he is clingy?"

[We all feel that he is very clingy to you, we can see it from variety shows]

Seeing everyone's barrage, Yan Yi really recalled it carefully, but he didn't realize how much Song Jing was attached to him at that time, it was true to find fault.

Concerned about Song Jing's image outside, Yan Yi said, "Fortunately, I'm not very clingy."

At this time, there was a movement outside the door. Yan Yi just had a sip of tea when he turned his head and saw Song Jing walking towards the study.

"I'm back," Yan Yi said.

"En," Song Jing responded.

[Wow, my brother is back, it feels like my wife is at home waiting for her husband to come back, so sweet]

[Wuwu Yanyan, why do you want to be with Song Jing? I like Yanyan so much. Ditch Song Jing and stay with me]

[Upstairs, Song Jing is not happy to say this when she is back]

[In front, with you, are you half sweet and half handsome or half sweet like him? [dog head]]

[Oh my god, among other things, the looks of these two people together are really amazing. What kind of mood do you think they can be hit by each other's beauty as soon as they open their eyes in the morning?I really want to experience [tears]]

[Probably because of the quarrel, when you see this face, you immediately calm down, and even want to kiss it?Otherwise, Xiao Song's bad temper, why does my brother like him [狗头]]

Seeing Yan Yi sitting on the high glass coffee table in front of the window, Song Jing walked over and hugged him from behind, picked up the black tea he had just put down with one hand and drank it down in one gulp.

Yan Yi tilted his head and looked at Song Jing. Just as he slightly opened his lips to remind Song Jing that he was live broadcasting, he saw Song Jing's eyes move down from the sketch and land on his face.

At the same time, he condescendingly kissed him.

Yan Yi's lips were covered by this unexpected movement, and he couldn't help but let out a moan, and raised his hand to push him away, but Song Jing grabbed his wrist instead.Song Jing's other hand grasped Yan Yi's slender neck following Yan Yi's retreating movement.

Yan Yi struggled a few times, Song Jing thought he was playing with her, and her lips never parted while she refused.

Because of this move of retreating, Song Jing put one hand on the back of Yan Yi's head, and simply pushed him onto the table.

Being gnawed and bitten by him in front of the live camera, Yan Yi really felt ashamed and flustered, and the blood was on the tips of his ears, so he had no choice but to bite Song Jing's lips in front of the camera.

Song Jing hissed, and then backed away slightly, Yan Yi was still pressed on the coffee table by him, Song Jing was pressed against him, and the two breathed together.

Song Jing's voice was low and dark, and she asked, "Is it because my kissing skills are not good enough that Teacher Yan is not satisfied?"

Yan Yi was silent for a while, and had to remind him in a low voice with shame, "It's live." He really didn't have the face to look at his phone anymore.

Hearing this, Song Jing was slightly taken aback, and looked towards his vertical cell phone, and saw that the screen was densely covered with "ah" and exclamation marks.

No matter how thick-skinned he was, it was a bit embarrassing to watch the subtitles on the screen, let alone Yan Yi.

Song Jing withdrew his eyes and landed on Yan Yi's face, and sure enough, he saw that the tips of his ears were blood red, and his face was a little blushing.This is already a big reaction for him.

The two looked at each other, and Song Jing calmly picked up the phone and pointed it at herself. While greeting the audience in the live broadcast room calmly, she pulled Yan Yi up and gently rubbed the tips of his blood-red ears comfortingly.

Yan Yi patted the palm of his hand strangely, wiped his wet lips with the back of his hand, and concentrated on drawing the sketch.

Song Jing, on the other hand, was broadcasting live instead of him, enduring the double embarrassment alone.

[Ah, ah, it's so sweet, kiss, keep kissing, why don't you kiss, don't treat us as human beings]

[Wow, real couples are just hanging out, I’ve watched idol dramas for so many years, and I’ve never seen such a sweet and lustful kiss]

[Wuwu is too sweet, how can it be so sweet, I really want to hide in the room of the young couple and watch them make out every night]

[The layout is open, I want my soul to wear Tiantian and Yanyan's bed, let them gallop in my arms~~~]

[Tiantian, you have not been diligent at work recently, and you have not been diligent in business [tears] Remember to post more Jiugongge]

Song Jing sneered when she saw this barrage, and said in a very proud tone, "I don't think you have a date, what do you know?"

[...]

[Good guy, what do you mean, this is a ginseng attack]

[You have a partner, you are arrogant, you are amazing!It's not thanks to brother, otherwise I think your temper is doomed to death! ! ! ]

[Yoho, Tiantian's tail is raised when she has a partner, it's amazing]

[Brother loves me, I am more obedient and sensible than Song Jing]

Song Jing squinted her eyes to catch this from thousands of bullet screens, and snorted again: "Dreams in broad daylight."

[Song Jing is still the same Song Jing, Tian Tian is just Tian Tian in front of her brother]

[I deserve it right for being bullied, who told me not to be Yan Yi [tears]]

[...Why don't you return the phone to brother, we want to see brother]

Song Jing looked sideways at Yan Yi, touched his ear tip across his shoulder, and lifted his chin.

Seeing this, Yan Yi grabbed his palm, raised his head, and asked him what he was doing with his eyes.

Seeing him, Song Jing couldn't help curling her lower lip, then raised her phone so that the camera was aimed at the ceiling, leaned down and kissed him loudly.

Then he pointed the phone at himself: "I won't show it to you."

[Depend on! ! !I owe it to me to click into this live broadcast room, I deserve it! ! ! ]

[Tiantian is really good at it, no wonder she can win brother]

[Mom, how could there be such a sweet love, I'm almost being sweetened by these two kids]

[So greedy [tears] I also really want to fall in love and kiss]

"Okay, it's almost time, let's stop here today." Song Jing waved to the camera.

[Wow, no, it’s less than half an hour, right? ]

[I want to see brother, brother is not ready to come out yet]

At this time, Yan Yi raised his hand to take the phone, and greeted the camera: "Today's live broadcast is over, everyone should work hard and study hard, bye."

After hanging up the live broadcast, Song Jing continued to hug Yan Yi from the back, looked at the sketch he had drawn, and asked in his ear, "Is this the clothes my brother designed for me?"

Asking knowingly, Yan Yi gave him a sideways look.

Song Jing smiled: "My brother is so kind, I really like my brother."

It didn't take long for the two of them to get bored. Yan Yi's studio had just been renovated and was being ventilated these days. The two made an appointment to drop by when they went out for dinner at night.

The studio is located in the bustling city center with simple and elegant decoration.

When the two arrived, the lights had just come on, and the night of the whole city had just been lit.

Looking out from the floor-to-ceiling windows of the studio, you can just see the most prosperous night scene in Shanghai.

The decoration is made of high-end materials, Yan Yi walked around, and there is no smell in the room anymore.

The two leaned against the desk in Yan Yi's office, looking at the night scene outside the floor-to-ceiling windows.

At the beginning of the site selection, it was Song Jing who was determined to choose this place where every inch of land and every inch of land was precious for him. Now standing on a high place and looking down, Yan Yi suddenly felt something different.

It was as if the whole city had been trampled under their feet.

Song Jing took a bottle of red wine from the wine cabinet and poured some for Yan Yi. He had to drive himself so he didn't drink it.

The two leaned against the desk looking at the beautiful night scene, talking and laughing, Yan Yi pursed his lips, feeling very comfortable.

The red wine has a lot of stamina, after drinking a small glass, Yan Yi's eyes are already a little drunk.

Song Jing glanced sideways at the empty red wine glass, then looked at Yan Yi: "Brother, I want to drink too."

"I'll pour it for you," Yan Yi straightened up.

Song Jing pulled him back and pulled him into his arms.

As the two looked at each other, Song Jing smiled softly, "I don't want to drink it, so I'll taste it and see how it tastes." He tasted it as he spoke.

When he chewed slowly and let go of Yan Yi, Yan Yi, who was already a little bit drunk, was panting slightly, and the tails of his eyes were wet.

Song Jing raised her hand and lightly brushed the corners of his eyes, suddenly smiled and said, "Brother, you said, you drank and I kissed you, do I count it as drunk driving?"

The moment the words fell, the entire studio went dark, and the lights were turned off by remote control.

At the same time, Yan Yi felt himself sitting on the desk lightly.

Just when his figure was unsteady and swaying back slightly, Song Jing grabbed his ankle with one hand, dragged him directly to the edge of the table, and stuck him up, and the two of them were close together.

Yan Yi wanted to push him away, but Song Jing laughed lightly, as if he felt slighted by his tickling strength.

The thin shirt faded away, and Song Jing tasted the faint aroma of red wine again, and asked, "Brother, will you miss me when you work at this desk in the future?"

Yan Yi pursed his lips and remained silent.

"Think of me," Song Jing hugged him completely, breathing heavily, "Think of me every day."

Yan Yi hugged him with both hands, and looked out the French window in the darkness and storm.The lights outside were bright, and tens of thousands of eyes were in the building opposite them.

And here they are.

"Think of what I did to you here."