Gao Leng's opponent is actually my clay plastic powder

The live broadcast ended, and it was almost ten o'clock.

Annan announced to the screen that the voting time would end at nine o'clock tomorrow morning, then turned off the live broadcast, turned around and said to others: "Please gather here at 08:30 tomorrow morning." She said, "08:30 By nine o'clock, everyone needs to record a small material before going out, mainly to watch the reactions voted by fans."

It's not difficult, and it's not a live broadcast. Even if there is an accident, it can be saved during post-editing.

Everyone nodded, indicating that they understood.

Annan continued: "One last thing, everyone's task completion status today." She drew out a card, "The first one to complete the task is Yuzhou! Congratulations to him!"

Meng Shuyao glanced at Song Yuzhou in surprise.

All day today, he didn't notice any abnormal behavior in Song Yuzhou, and he looked the same as usual, so Meng Shuyao didn't expect that he was the first person to complete the task.

He couldn't help asking: "What is the task card you drew?"

Song Yuzhou paused for a while strangely, as if he had encountered some unsolvable problem, he didn't answer directly, but said vaguely: "Well...that's it, it's almost the same."

"Oh..." Meng Shuyao felt that something was wrong, but Song Yuzhou didn't talk much at first, so he stopped asking, and when he turned his head, he happened to hear Annan announce his ranking.

"Congratulations to Shuyao, No.5!" Annan applauded, "As long as the task is completed, it is a success, Shuyao must continue to work hard."

Annan didn't say anything, Meng Shuyao almost forgot his task card.

but……

He said slightly blankly: "When did I complete the task?"

Annan smiled: "It was decided by the director team. If Shuyao wants to know, you can watch the replay after the feature film is broadcast."

Meng Shuyao snorted, belatedly remembering that his task was to "make Song Yuzhou angry".

So the completion of the mission actually means that Song Yuzhou was pissed off by him?

Meng Shuyao tried hard to recall, but still couldn't figure out when Song Yuzhou was unhappy.

On the way back to the cabin, he held back, but couldn't hold back, and asked Song Yuzhou curiously: "Are you angry today?"

When Annan announced the ranking, he didn't say what the content of the task card each guest got was, so Song Yuzhou logically didn't know that his task was to make him angry.

Meng Shuyao waited for a while, and heard Song Yuzhou say, "I'm not angry."

He said this sentence very naturally, and he didn't mean to force it.

If it wasn't for Meng Shuyao who knew the prerequisites for completing the task, he might have been fooled by him.

So he became more and more curious, thought for a while, and began to guess wildly: "Is it time for me to ask you to clean up?"

Before Song Yuzhou could reply, Meng Shuyao denied it to himself: "No, you didn't seem to be angry at that time." He lowered his head and thought hard, "Hmm...that's when you watch a movie?"

"Because the plot of the movie makes you uncomfortable..." The more Meng Shuyao said, the more she felt that it made sense, and she suddenly realized, "Yes, you are not—"

He swallowed the rest of the words, and then looked around like a thief, making sure that there was no one else around, and then let out a breath obviously, and thankfully raised his head slightly to talk to Song Yuzhou, his eyes were bent, like a bird The proud kitten who successfully completed the job: "I won't say it."

When Meng Shuyao said these words, he probably considered that he might be heard if he spoke too loudly, so his voice was very low, almost breathless. Under the dim streetlight, his shiny face seemed to be shining, and his red lips Opening slightly, there is a kind of innocence that does not know the world, as if he takes this "secret" of Song Yuzhou very seriously in his heart.

Song Yuzhou's lips moved, looking at Meng Shuyao who easily trusted others like this, he couldn't say anything.

Meng Shuyao couldn't sense his thoughts, so she comforted him: "Don't be afraid, these things are all fake and fictional, and they can't hurt you."

His words of consolation were no different from those of many others. It sounded normal, but his eyes were unexpectedly serious. His black and white eyes looked at Song Yuzhou, and his figure was reflected in his pupils, which made Song Yuzhou very easy. It gave birth to some illusions that Meng Shuyao's heart and eyes are all his.

Song Yuzhou choked up, and finally just hummed.

The journey was not far away, and after Meng Shuyao had exhausted all his comforting words, the small wooden house appeared in front of him.

There was no one inside, it was pitch black, and there were no lights.

Meng Shuyao still remembered that he was afraid of ghosts, so he thoughtfully ran up and turned on the headlights with a "snap".

He greeted Song Yuzhou: "Look, it's very bright here now, don't be afraid."

Song Yuzhou looked at him and said, "Thank you."

"You're welcome," Meng Shuyao said with a smile, "we are partners."

The addition of Song Yuzhou, who is afraid of ghosts, seems to have become a key protection group in Meng Shuyao's place. After Song Yuzhou came out of the shower, he saw the glass of water Meng Shuyao handed him, and took it silently.

Meng Shuyao took a shower before him, wearing a cotton pajamas, a very simple striped style, which looked like it had been worn for a long time, with a soft feeling of old things.He just sat on the bed in the bedroom like this, with two thin white legs dangling beside the bed, his eyes were bright, his eyelashes were long and curled slightly, like a small brush, gently brushing from Song Yuzhou's heart Pass.

The silver-white moon hangs in the sky outside the small window, cold and far away.

But in the bedroom of the cabin, the warm yellow light illuminates everything extremely softly, the warm quilt and the beautiful Meng Shuyao.

Song Yuzhou never thought of linking these two things together.

Meng Shuyao couldn't sit still, she always had to move, shaking her calf, and asked Song Yuzhou, "Is the temperature of the water right? Do you still want to drink?"

Song Yuzhou wanted to say "very suitable" and "no need", but a burst of overwhelming thirst suddenly swept over him, spreading from the chest all the way, burning like a fire to the brain, and finally spreading all over the body.

"...No need." Song Yuzhou said with his head down.

"Oh, that's fine." Meng Shuyao didn't care either.

The cool night wind blows into the hut, and the coolness of the summer night cannot be underestimated. Meng Shuyao feels a little cold.He yawned slowly, with some physiological tears seeping from the end of his eyes, he rolled into the inner side of the quilt spontaneously and consciously, wrapped himself up in the fluffy quilt, looking very warm.

Because of the lingering drowsiness, his final voice fluttered and flickered, and it sounded as soft as if he was coquettish: "What are you doing in a daze? Come up quickly."

Meng Shuyao opened his eyes and looked at him while talking, as if wondering: "Aren't you cold standing there?"

His expression was as if it should be taken for granted: "It's late, it's time to go to bed now. Don't you want to go to bed?"

Song Yuzhou couldn't believe what he heard.

He paused for about 5 minutes. During this period, Meng Shuyao's urging came again. Song Yuzhou felt that his heart beat slowed down, but his ears dutifully transmitted the sound, and then fed it back to the brain, clearly Let him know what Meng Shuyao said just now.

He said slowly: "You asked me..." Song Yuzhou paused, as if trying to find a suitable word, "Sleeping in the bedroom too?"

"Yes, otherwise, where would you sleep?" Meng Shuyao said inexplicably, "Isn't there just one room here?"

"Didn't we agree?" He recalled carefully, "When Sister Annan introduced this room." Meng Shuyao thought of something, and vowed, "I sleep well, you don't have to worry about me kicking you go down."

"...I remember." Song Yuzhou's Adam's apple rolled uncontrollably, his voice tightened, "I remember."

Meng Shuyao said: "Yes, it's all agreed, don't you want to sleep here?" He glanced at Song Yuzhou, hesitating, "If you don't want to sleep, actually..."

Looking at his defenseless face and homey and soft appearance, Song Yuzhou found it really hard to convince himself to say no.

By the time he realized it, the promised words had already been spoken: "I didn't want to."

The bed sank due to the new pressure, and the wooden boards creaked. All the furniture in the cabin was made of wood, and there was a hard wooden bed under him, but Song Yuzhou felt as if he was floating among the clouds.

The warm fragrance on the side seems to be so strong that it fills the entire bedroom. This bed is not a standard double bed, so the distance between the two is very close, so close that Song Yuzhou can hear Meng Shuyao's breathing sound exactly , very regular, up and down together.

He didn't seem to feel uncomfortable sharing the bed with a stranger at all, he looked very relaxed, yawned again, and asked Song Yuzhou softly: "Can you turn off the light? Because I seem to want to sleep a little... "

Song Yuzhou turned off the lights in silence.

The room is plunged into pure darkness, losing the function of the eyes, and other senses become extra sensitive.

Song Yuzhou's arm was lightly rubbed, followed by Meng Shuyao's apology that seemed not sober: "I'm sorry, this bed is a bit small."

At the end of his speech, his voice became smaller and smaller, like a whisper.

The sound of breathing is more even.

Song Yuzhou knew he was asleep.

During the day, he was doing housework and live broadcasting, and he was already very tired before lying on this bed, but now for some reason, Song Yuzhou felt that he was sober enough to run 1000 meters immediately.

The heart in the chest was beating abnormally fast, such a suggestive environment and words, but when Meng Shuyao said them, there was no other meaning, it was pure as hell.

Song Yuzhou took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down quickly.

However, there was another person in this room, and it was also soaked in the smell of another person. As soon as he inhaled, the warm fragrance crazily filled his nasal cavity, and then passed it to the brain through the nerves.

Song Yuzhou couldn't sleep at all.

Rong Rong's night melted into the window panes, there was no light, the curtains were drawn, and everything around him faded away. Song Yuzhou could only feel the aura in the room that didn't belong to him. The naughty skirt of the little girl.

After an unknown amount of time, Song Yuzhou's left hand was suddenly pressed against a soft body, and the sound of his breathing fell on Song Yuzhou's neck, with an unbearable itch.

Meng Shuyao, who is sleeping well, seems to regard him as some kind of large doll, and he is not satisfied with kissing and rubbing, and then the smooth skin sticks to it, and Song Yuzhou can even outline that slender and fair leg in his mind look like.

Song Yuzhou was hot all over, but he couldn't move at all.

After a while, he sat up stiffly and put on his coat.

The author has something to say:

Didn't write about fan fights!The next chapter must be!

"Sleep well"

Xiao Song (painful and happy version): I believe your evil.