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

When the first ray of sunlight shone into the window in the morning, Song Jing woke up slightly due to hangover, he frowned, raised one hand and pressed his aching temple.

Damn, I knew I wouldn't drink so much.Song Jing thought about it with a headache, and opened her eyes slightly, but in her blurred vision, there appeared a person who should have disappeared in the dream long ago.

Song Jing froze immediately, staring at Yan Yi's sleeping face for half a minute before finally confirming that it was indeed Yan Yi himself.

For a moment he held his breath, not daring to take a breath.

The memory of last night gradually recovered, he lifted the quilt to take a look in disbelief, and immediately cursed a dirty word.

Song Jing casually picked up the nightgown on the ground and covered her body, rushed straight to the bathroom, and poured cold water in front of the faucet for half a minute before barely waking up, and finally accepted the reality.

His first time, his first time with Yan Yi, was gone when he couldn't remember what it felt like at all!During the whole process, except for my dizzy head, I lost any impression!

Depend on!Song Jing was so angry that he poured cold water on it again, his first attempt was gone before he could show off his glory!It's gone!

At this moment, Song Jing froze slightly again, slowly recalling some details of last night. He seemed to be threateningly contradicting Yan Yi and asking him to call him brother?

Depend on!Thinking of this, Song Jing couldn't help kicking against the wall, he forgot that he was wearing disposable slippers from the hotel, and immediately gasped in pain.

Although these little things are common in dreams, but in reality, he never dared to think about it.It's also called brother, and I don't know what Yan Yi thought when he heard it.

but……

After thinking about it, Song Jing thought of what he did to Yan Yi last night, shit!Just thinking about it is too exciting.

Then there was another burst of annoyance, but unfortunately he couldn't remember any feelings!Even with such a great opportunity in front of him, he didn't even kiss him!Come on!

At this time, there was a slight movement outside, Song Jing listened with pricked ears, and confirmed that it was the sound of Yan Yi getting up.

He forced himself to calm down.Although it was much earlier than he had imagined, it was good. For him, with this level of intimacy as a guarantee, at least Yan Yi would not be able to avoid him.

That counts, God help him?

But he didn't know what Yan Yi was thinking, was he conscious last night or was he just as confused as him?Will he be angry and ignore him in the future?

Song Jing panicked suddenly, and her mind turned a thousand times for a while.However, based on his past experience, Yan Yi must not be given any chance to back down at this time, he must seize the opportunity!

After making up her mind, Song Jing opened the bathroom door and walked out, leaned coolly against the wall, and said lazily, "Brother."

But when he looked up, the room was already empty.

Song Jing's heart skipped a beat immediately, the secret path was not good, the person had already run away.He quickly opened the door and chased him out. He went to another room and bathroom to take a look, but there was no one there.

Damn, Yan Yi probably doesn't want to take responsibility from this point of view!

He walked to the door again, but as soon as he opened the door, he saw a dark camera pointed at him at the door.

The temporary host of this wake-up call just halfway raised his hand knocking on the door, he was slightly taken aback when he saw this, and then he was pleasantly surprised: "How do you know I'm going to knock on the door?"

[Didn't the previous introduction say that my brother lives on the seventeenth floor?Only Song Jing and Beibei lived on the eighteenth floor?Why did my brother go down from the eighteenth floor so early in the morning?Could it be?I have a bold guess...]

[Please change this host, nothing will happen!Seeing my brother and not stopping him for interrogation?Why not let me go]

[Ah ah sweet!Sweetie in nightgown!Oh my god, I can see my pecs, pull it down a bit! ]

[What kind of scenery my brother enjoys every day~ Sihashiha~]

In just a moment, the door slammed shut in front of them with a "bang".

At this time, the temporary host smiled "hehe" at the camera, and wittily took out a room card, and then the door was opened with a "swish".

Song Jing's mind was still in a mess, never expecting that they would play this trick.

Immediately closed the door of the room where he and Yan Yi slept, and wrapped the bathrobe tightly around his body.

At the same time, he smelled a faint fragrance, which came from the pajamas.

This pajamas was worn by Yan Yi last night, and it was his scent, Song Jing couldn't help but picked up the skirt and sniffed it.

At this time, the host's voice came from behind: "Hello, Song Jing."

Although she made a silly move just now, Song Jing turned around very calmly when she heard the voice.

I saw the head of the host looking into another open door, "Who lives in this room?" He pointed to the door over there and asked.

After a short pause, Song Jing said in a low voice, "No one lives there."

So the host pointed to the closed door behind him again: "Then do you live in this room alone?"

[Quickly ask where his brother lives!What have you been talking about all this time! ! ]

Song Jing: "Yes."

"Oh~" The host nodded thoughtfully, then seemed to suddenly think of something, and asked curiously: "Hey, then I just saw Yan Yi walk out of your room, where does he live?"

As the host spoke, he casually glanced behind him and pointed to the sofa: "The sofa he sleeps on?"

Song Jing: "..."

[I get it, he's talking about Xiao Song!Did he share a room with his brother!Hahaha]

[I'll go, Song Jing hesitated? ]

[Fuck!No way, it really is a room to sleep in! ?Did it explode so easily? ]

At this moment, Yu Mengbei, the angel of justice, appeared, "Hi," he walked into the camera and greeted everyone.

"Hi, good morning Beibei! You woke up so early, we haven't called you yet." The host greeted him with a smile.

"Well," Yu Mengbei yawned deliberately, and said lazily, "The three of us slept together, and we got up around the same time."

"You three?" The host glanced at Song Jing and confirmed.

"Well," Yu Mengbei nodded, and said in a natural tone: "Brother Jing and I, and Brother Yan, the three of us sleep in this suite."

The host asked with a funny smile: "You also sleep on the sofa together?"

Yu Mengbei heard his question outside before, and he was prepared for this moment, "Well, the sofa where I sleep," he said, pointing to another open door, "The room where brother Yan sleeps Brother Jing sleeps first, so he doesn't know how we slept."

The host nodded in a daze, then walked to the open door and pointed to the suitcase inside: "I remember this suitcase belonged to Song Jing, right? Why is it in this room?"

When Yu Mengbei was questioned by him, he had one head and two big heads. He couldn't help but glance at Song Jing, and saw that he lowered his eyes, as if he was a little absent-minded.

His head suddenly got bigger!Brother!The door of the cabinet can't be kept, why are you still in a daze!

"Yes," but Yu Mengbei remained calm on the face, he nodded and said: "We drank too much at dinner last night, and everyone went to sleep directly regardless of whose room it was."

"Oh," the host didn't know whether to believe it or not. After a long answer, he casually swept around the room, and then walked up to Song Jing.

Song Jing then looked up at him.

The host politely said, "Can we visit your room?"

Song Jing's mind was completely occupied by Yan Yi at the moment, upon hearing the words, she directly refused coldly: "Sorry, I don't like anyone stepping into my private space."

[Oh!What's going on, Tiantian suddenly became fierce again]

[He just kept lowering his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking, feeling very out of shape]

[Did you drink too much last night?Is the golden house hidden?Drunk and promiscuous? ]

[I said, Beibei, why do you insist on getting involved!Can you tell me that a light bulb of your size is suitable?Wouldn't it be nice to let Song Yan kiss me in the room and I do something bad? ]

[Don’t you think it’s strange to say that?Brother went downstairs alone, Song Jing was absent-minded, and Beibei suddenly took control of the field?I suspect that there is an inevitable connection between them... [Thinking]]

Seeing his decisive attitude, the host gave a slight pause, then responded politely, and led the audience in the live broadcast room to the next room.

After coming out of Song Jing's place, Yan Yi took his coat and went back to his suite.His suite was empty and cold all night.

But it was getting late, and the recording was about to start, so Yan Yi took a shower after returning to his room.Until this moment his legs were still trembling a little.

After taking a shower and changing into clean clothes, Yan Yi stood in front of the washstand and took a look at his collar. There was still a bit of mark on Song Jing's bite on his shoulder last night.

"Fool," recalling the scene last night, Yan Yi couldn't help cursing, then turned and walked out of the bathroom.

At this time, the phone in his pocket vibrated a few times, Yan Yi paused for a moment, and took it out to have a look.

It was a text message from a stranger.

Fortunately, it wasn't Song Jing, Yan Yi couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, he really didn't know how to face Song Jing right now.

Yan Yi clicked on the text message.

[Hello, is this Yan Yi?I'm Chen Zhi, Song Jing's childhood friend, I don't know if you still remember?I heard you're back home?Long time no see, I don't know when you are free, can we get together?If you are interested, I would like to talk to you about Song Jing. ]

Yan Yi was a little surprised when he saw this news, of course he remembered who Chen Zhi was, and they had a good relationship during the time he was giving Song Jing extra lessons.

But after he broke up with Song Jing, he naturally lost contact.

Talk about Song Jing?

Pausing for a moment, Yan Yi typed a reply.

[OK, I remember.I've been a little busy these days, so it's convenient for you later. ]

Just after sending the text message, I put the phone in my pocket, when there were three "Tuk Tuk Tuk" sounds, and the door was knocked.

Yan Yi froze for a moment, thinking that what should come will always come.