Hey!it's your scales

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Big fish is writing a song!

Big Fish: I am resting these few days, and I am idle. What do you think I should write about?

Yu Lin turned over on the bed, buried himself in the thick quilt, and grabbed his phone to ask for advice from the boyfriend he was pursuing.

Chen Qingzhou is negotiating with the crew as a producer. This time, he really gave his cousin a large sum of money and asked him to pay it back in his next life, so it took a long time to reply to him.

Banban: Do you want to write it yourself?

Big Fish: Yes!Surprise or surprise, surprise or surprise!

Banban: [Helpless, nothing can be revealed.jpg]

Banban: Poor, do you have no money to write lyrics?

Big Fish thought for a while, and silently took a screenshot of his WeChat balance: Do you think this number is considered rich?

Mr. Chen looked at the three-haired man with a cold expression on his face.

How do you raise a child without pocket money?

Transfer the past 5000 yuan at will.

Banban: Writing a love song is mainly about how you secretly fell in love with me. The content should be rich and full of emotion, and it’s best to let people resonate strongly with tears. It’s well written to make up for the rest. I sponsored this song, and I also belong to the list.

The unexpected joy of fortune from heaven! !Who would have thought!The former sunspot!Become my diehard fan!

Big Fish: I'm so pleasantly surprised!The water of the West Lake is my tears~~

Chen Qingzhou put away his mobile phone to work, and half an hour later, he got his product.

Chen Qingzhou simply called, lowered her voice, and smiled: "Half an hour?"

"My writing is not bad, hehe." Yu Lin smiled, still humming the fruits of his labor, "My hotpot man, he is beautiful and cheerful~"

"Shut up!" You monster!How can you sing such a dirty rap!

Big Fish: "He still has a hot heart~"

Chen Qingzhou: "Warning you Yu Lin!"

Big Fish: "Sour, sweet, bitter, spicy and delicious~"

Chen Qingzhou's brows have already started to twitch.

But there should be someone who really likes his terrific voice of nature, he sang it for half a minute, the hell is, he was actually reluctant to hang up the phone.

"It's the trace of our meeting~" His ending sound is very long, a little out of tune, it seems that he should be the one who is having fun, and continues to sing, "Seeing my handsome appearance~ and winking at me~ Damn it Hateful and cute~"

Chen Qingzhou couldn't help laughing, went to the balcony, lit a cigarette, looked at the white street lamp downstairs, and waited for him to slowly go crazy.

"oh~oh~Woo~" It was probably coming to the end, or he couldn't remember the words, he began to hum softly, "I like your voice, your smile, and the smell of you that I can't forget~"

"My liking...Only I know..."

The phone fell silent.

Half a minute later, Yu Lin heard a voice he liked from over there, low and sexy: "Little fool."

He smiled, "How did I write?"

"Hmm..." Chen Qingzhou turned over and leaned against the balcony, looking at the ceiling of the living room, thought for a long time before saying, "It's really stupid."

"what……"

"Are you taking every opportunity to confess your love to me?"

"Nonsense! It was clearly requested by Party A!"

"The last line has no key at all and is part of the song?"

Over there, for a long time, Chen Qingzhou also laughed. He couldn't tell whether Yu Lin really knew, but he knew that when a person started to give his heart, it would not be so easy for him to retreat. If something happens, I will not be reconciled.

He touched his chin, and sure enough, capitalists are being forced. I'm really not a good person.

Then he smiled, and said to the phone that was still talking, "Actually, you sing well, what should I do? I want to kiss you a little bit now."

Big Yu's heart thumped and jumped several times, the corners of his mouth rose crazily, and a burst of ecstasy spread from his chest. He grabbed his chicken leg pillow and smashed it, and said shyly to the phone: "Hey hey."

Chen Qingzhou: "...I don't want to think about it now, goodbye."