First Love Performance Art [Entertainment]

With the active promotion of the lover who took care of her, she went on a date on the third day and punched in successfully.

Through the armrest of the chair, the people around him slowly leaned over.

A pair of hands passed through his arms, went around his back, and gently encircled him.

Then, just like last time, the man buried his head down, pressed his face intimately on the material of his coat on his shoulders and neck, closed his eyes and took a deep breath comfortably.

The man's short hair is natural black, but it is very soft when touched.Like the tame coat of a large dog, scented with shampoo.

The "sucked" person sits stiffly on a chair, staring straight ahead.I don't know how to place my hands, so I can only put them on my knees.

1 minutes later--

Song Jianchu's ears were already on fire, and he patted the person hanging on his body lightly: "...It's done."

Mu Ye buried his head on his shoulder without moving, and said in a low voice, "Well, you don't have to force yourself."

"..." Song Jianchu said calmly, "No, I'm afraid you're tired."

Mu Ye: "No."

5 minutes later--

Song Jianchu's face was already steaming, and he said as calmly as possible: "... Let's stop here today, thanks for your hard work."

Mu Ye still didn't move, and took a deep breath on his coat: "Sure enough, girls are more comfortable to hug."

"..." Song Jianchu said with a wooden face, "Hold me for a while."

Mu Ye chuckled softly: "Okay."

10 minute--

Song Jianchu was about to be cremated by his own body temperature, and asked with a numb face, "...I think it's almost okay, what do you think?"

"It's okay, I'm fine." Mu Ye stroked his back with his palm, and said in a soft and lazy voice, "It's just as long as you are happy, don't feel sorry for me."

Song Jianchu closed his eyes: "...OK."

Two 10 minutes later—

Song Jianchu had already become a humanoid pillow without emotion. He half-closed his eyes and asked in a low voice, "...Mr. Mu, can I change my position?"

Mu Ye buried his head quietly and did not speak.

Feeling the steady and long breathing rate by his ear, Song Jianchu paused, lowered his eyes slightly: "Teacher Mu?"

"..."

Maybe it's because he was too tired from work today, Mu Ye had already fallen asleep.

Song Jianchu looked down at the man's shoulders slowly rising and falling with his breathing, held his breath for a moment of silence, and carefully adjusted his sitting posture.

He tried to relax his body a little, so that the person on him could lean more comfortably.

The breeze in the mountains is warm, the wind blows the trees and waves, the sound of birds is heard far away, and the sunlight filtered by the forest is refreshing and warm.

Gradually, as if getting used to such intimacy, Song Jianchu's heartbeat became stable again.

After a few minutes, he couldn't hold it anymore, his eyelids drooped lazily, and he closed his eyes unconsciously.

In his sleep, he unconsciously raised his left hand and placed it around the waist of the person on his body.

Mu Ye fell into a light sleep for 10 minutes.

Slowly opening his eyes, he raised his head from the shoulder of the sleeping boy.

Mu Ye carefully took the hand that was on his body, then he leaned back, took the head of the person beside him onto his shoulder, and supported his waist to lead the person to his side.

After adjusting his comfortable posture, Mu Ye put his arms around him, and took a sip of the coffee on the table with a relaxed expression.

He tilted his head and looked down at the sleeping face of the person on his shoulder.

Men's eyelashes are very long, leaving a fluffy shadow under the eyes when they are closed.

The lip color is a little light, a light pink that reveals a youthful and immature feeling, and looks very soft.

After drinking coffee and observing casually for a long time, Mu Ye lazily curled his lips slightly.

With interest in his eyes, he moved his hand up a bit, and tried to pat lightly on the boy's arm.

Before opening at night, the manager of the Demon King and Variety Psycho had their first face-to-face confrontation.

In the evening, the sun had already set, and there were less than three hours left before the evening business hours. Variety show mental illness suddenly increased the difficulty of business, requiring the last night of three days and two nights to hold a Christmas special event - welcome to spend tonight with the male gods A hundred fans for Christmas.

In fact, the main purpose of the fan group is to celebrate the debut of the first variety show of the male god working group.

After hearing this, Pei Shinian looked confused: "A hundred people come to dine together, plus ordinary guests, it's almost time for a small wedding banquet. It doesn't matter if you work overtime, the key is, can we sit down in the restaurant?"

Lu Shen said, "You have to wait until midnight to wait for a seat."

Mu Ye: "After eating, I can go up the mountain to watch the sunrise."

A hundred fans come to celebrate Christmas at one go, and there is definitely no room for them to sit in the store, so they can only set up food stalls in the yard.

Summer is fine.

But it's winter, and even in the South, that's a psychotic proposition.

For this reason, the debate between the big devil and the mentally ill has been going on for 15 minutes.

The clerks moved out a row of small stools and sat in the yard watching the battle with their faces covered.

"Do you know what is the lowest temperature in the mountains at night?" Song Jianchu stood across from a row of seats in the program group with his arms folded, and sneered, "Are you going to give benefits to fans, or send cases to fans?"

Variety show mentally ill looked indifferent: "Last night, the team building was outside."

"You want to light twenty bonfires in the yard?" Song Jianchu sneered: "Then do I have to call the plane over to prepare for artificial rain? You have too many good days, and you are afraid that you will not be able to make progress?"

Variety show mental illness is just one sentence: "There is no problem in the world that cannot be solved."

Song Jianchu nodded: "In less than three hours, a decent yurt can't be built. Can I replace the grass in the yard with an electric blanket?"

Variety Psycho: "Okay, as long as you can buy one that big."

[Grasspad for electric blanket hahahaha laughed to death]

【It's so funny that these two people are arguing】

【Big Devil VS Psychopath】

Pei Shinian didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement, so he fanned the flames next to him: "The store manager! Kill him!"

Kun Yu'an held on to the last ray of hope: "Come on, manager!!!"

Mu Ye rested his face lazily on his knees, the corners of his lips raised slightly: "The store manager is so handsome."

[Help, Mu Yaoxie is already the store manager's little sycophant in just two days]

[Are the two people swapping identities now?]

【Mutual number one fans】

Variety Psycho said ruthlessly: "You still have two and a half hours to prepare, and the fan club has already boarded the bus and set off."

Song Jianchu: "..."

【When did this happen? ?Why didn't I see the news online? 】

[I know, it seems that they are all veteran fans selected from the fan group of male gods]

[Yes, I signed a non-disclosure agreement at that time, hee hee, I went too]

【Jealousy split my wall (lemon)】

Bai Xingyu asked: "Manager, do you want to start preparing?"

"We've already set off." Song Jianchu said calmly, "Everyone, let's start preparing for the reception. First, take out the spare outdoor tables and chairs in the warehouse and put them on."

The male employees all went to move the tables and chairs.

Kun Yu'an asked: "The store manager, what about me?"

"Just go to the store and make normal business preparations." Song Jianchu said, "Sorry, it happens to be busy today, you have worked hard."

"It's okay." Kun Yu'an smiled and said, "Everyone is working hard, so I'll go prepare for business."

Because Christmas is ahead of schedule, there are no Christmas materials prepared for business at noon. The time is tight, and the time for ordinary transportation is definitely not enough.

It happened that Lao Zhang hadn't left the helicopter from K county yet.

When the employees were setting up the tables and chairs, Song Jianchu took out the store manager's mobile phone, called Lao Zhang again, and made a list of supplies.

In less than two hours, employees were setting up the outdoor dining area.Accompanied by the rattling sound of propellers, a strong wind blew up above the open space in front of the shop.

Kun Yu'an was helping to clean the outdoor dining table, and was almost blinded by the wind.

She raised her arms to block the strong wind, raised her head: "?"

Pei Shinian was moving a chair, and he turned his head and shouted into the store, "The store manager! The airdrop you called is here!"

Kun Yu'an: "???"

[Here we come, the exclusive airdrop for the manager of the Demon King! 】

[The store manager brings his own fairy plug-in]

Song Jianchu was making the special Christmas dessert apple pie with his own hands. He took off his apron and walked out of the shop, and arranged, "Everyone, go and help dismantle the airdrop."

Pei Shinian excitedly said, "Airdrop! I love airdrops!"

[hhhh I just saw it every year, and I ran so fast, did I want to take the dismantled AWM for myself?]

The male employees calmly followed the store manager to dismantle the airdrop. Kun Yu'an looked at the big scene in front of him that didn't match the style of the show, and his eyes gradually became confused.

...Does this variety show require such a large investment?

Lao Zhang perfectly dropped the airdrop to the designated drop point, wearing a communication headset in the helicopter, waved his middle and middle fingers at the human food below, and turned the direction of the helicopter gracefully and flew away.

Song Jianchu also returned the same gesture below.

【Ah, ah, ah, son, this action is so handsome】

In the last 10 minutes before the arrival of the fan group, a tall and exquisite Christmas tree was erected in the open space in front of the store.

Mu Ye plugged in the power to the Christmas tree, and the colorful light bulbs lit up, immediately filling the festive atmosphere.

Outdoor tables and chairs that can accommodate [-] guests are all over the courtyard, and [-] small Christmas gifts are placed on the table.

The safe and reliable outdoor heaters are also scientifically distributed among the tables and chairs. Walking into the seating area, the air temperature feels very comfortable, even in the cool night in the mountains. It is even more attractive than the indoor dining environment.

The outdoor dining area is replaced with a star-shaped light source, which together with the Christmas tree bulbs softly illuminate the open space, romantic and warm.

The barrage was full of surprises.

【Wow! So beautiful! ! ! 】

[Variety show mental illness is right, there is nothing impossible in the world]

【——As long as you have the power of the devil's younger brother】

[The manager of the devil king is too reliable, it really seems that there is nothing he can't do]

After all the preparations are over, the male god clerks put on Christmas hats, and the one-day goddess clerks put on lovely red antler headbands.

The fan club is still a few minutes away.

One day, employee Kun Yu'an got off work in two hours. She looked at everyone who was busy and suggested a little shyly: "The store manager, brothers and sisters, I'm leaving tonight, I can join everyone Do you want to take a picture together?"

Pei Shinian glanced at the goddess wearing cute antlers, and immediately agreed: "Okay, I can post on Weibo on Christmas Day."

Song Jianchu said, "Yes."

Bai Xingyu put down the things in his hand: "Come on."

The program team set up the camera, and everyone stood in front of the beautiful Christmas tree, leaving the C seat to the one-day staff who were about to leave.

We took a nice group photo in front of the Christmas tree, and everyone continued to get busy.

Pei Shinian didn't move, and said nervously to the goddess, "Shall we take a picture together?"

Kun Yu'an smiled and nodded: "Okay."

When the two stood together, Pei Shinian turned his head and asked, "Can I put your shoulders?"

Kun Yu'an said generously: "No problem, come."

Pei Shinian carefully put his hands on the goddess' shoulders, his heart was pounding, and he said that those hundreds of potatoes were not washed in vain.

[Niannian, are you a bit promising, okay? ? 】

[This idol, why are you such an idol burden? ? ? 】

【Damn, I forgive you, anyway, it’s impossible for you to belong to someone else】

After the two took a group photo, Pei Shinian looked happy and went to work contentedly.

Kun Yu'an looked around and stopped Mu Ye who was about to enter the store: "Mr. Mu, can I take a photo with you?"

Mu Ye paused, looked back, "Okay."

【Distressed every year】

【Hahahahahaha what a bloody triangle relationship】

Kun Yu'an worked hard all day for this moment.

She nervously stood beside Mu Ye, then moved closer carefully, expecting to ask: "Mr. Mu, can I hold your arm?"

Mu Ye smiled and said, "Yes."

After successfully grabbing the male god's arm, Kun Yu'an's face turned red.

[Although she is my son's opponent, congratulations to the girl from Kunming for her success in chasing stars~]

【congratulations】

Finally got a photo with the male god, Kun Yu'an was moved and said, today's suffering was not in vain, it was worth it!

Satisfied and ready to finish the final work.

The male god who walked away from her suddenly said: "The store manager, can I take a photo with you?"

The happy smile on Kun Yu'an's face froze: "?"

Before she could turn around.

She heard the male god's voice again with a little embarrassment, asking: "Shop Manager, can I hold your arm?"