First Love Performance Art [Entertainment]

After entering the dormitory to put away the luggage, Song Jianchu glanced at the room.There are two separate beds, like living in a standard hotel room together.

Song Jianchu's mentality was very stable.

Nothing.

Mu Ye took off his coat and said in a cheerful tone, "That's great, there's only the two of us."

Song Jianchu: "..."

Still have to cheer up.

Mu Ye hung their coats in the closet, looked at the two beds against the wall: "Which side do you want to sleep on?"

"I can do it." Song Jianchu opened the suitcase and took out his pajamas.

"Then sleep with me?" Mu Ye looked at him and said very naturally: "Although it's a bit crowded, you can hug me all night."

Song Jianchu's eyelids twitched, and he got up calmly holding his pajamas: "I sleep on the right side."

Mu Ye sighed regretfully: "If you regret coming anytime in the middle of the night, don't be afraid to disturb me."

"Okay." Song Jianchu skillfully cooperated with his lover's overly active performance, and walked to the bathroom: "I'll wash it first, right away."

"Wash slowly, don't rush." ​​Mu Ye sat on the bed, slowly unbuttoned a shirt, and leaned back on the bed lazily: "I haven't studied so hard for many years, I'll take a rest first."

The man's fingers were white and slender, and with the slow movements of his fingers, the collar of his shirt opened up a bit.The outline of the thin collarbone became clearer, and the usually invisible mole became particularly alluring.

A very normal action, replaced by this person, it's like deliberately seducing.

Suddenly, an ambiguous atmosphere filled the room.

Mu Ye suddenly looked up at him, smiled inexplicably, and asked, "Why don't you go in?"

Song Jianchu: "?"

Song Jianchu was standing at the door of the bathroom with his pajamas in hand, and was taken aback by the question.

Suddenly regaining consciousness, Song Jianchu's face was on fire in an instant.It was completely unconscious attention in a daze, and was discovered by the person involved...

Song Jianchu's face turned red, he bit his lips tightly and rushed into the bathroom.

Looking at the rarely seen flustered figure, Mu Ye couldn't help chuckling, and slowly narrowed his eyes.

The shower, which could have been finished in 10 minutes, ended up dawdling for half an hour.

Mu Ye waited for a long time to change into his pajamas, but the sound of water in the bathroom didn't stop.

Fearing that the people inside would faint from the heat, Mu Ye found an excuse to knock on the door: "I asked Jiaming to bring the pajamas around, and when you come out, you can choose by yourself and see which one you want to wear today."

Maybe still embarrassed, the voice of the person inside was very low: "...Thank you, I'll just wear what I brought myself."

Mu Ye suppressed his smile, and tried to speak in a normal tone: "I also brought slippers around. We each have a pair, and I put them at the bathroom door for you."

The person inside responded slowly again: "...Oh."

Another 10 minutes passed.

In addition to recording a variety show before, the two have lived together for a few days, Song Jianchu took a bath this time four times as usual.

Worried that something might happen to the child inside, Mu Ye leaned against the wall outside the bathroom.

When the boy came out like a crayfish, he naturally changed into the slippers placed at the bathroom door, avoiding his staring eyes, and said calmly, "Go and wash."

As soon as the crayfish came out of the steamer, they went to open the refrigerator to find water to drink. The red body seemed to be still steaming.

It was so interesting that Mu Ye couldn't bear to look away, his heart itched so badly.

Mu Ye stood up straight, looking at the boy's pink face and ears: "Are you all right? Is the water too hot?"

Song Jianchu threw the empty bottle into the trash can: "It's okay, I didn't adjust the water temperature properly."

Mu Ye said "hmm".

Mu Ye fixed his eyes on the boy's cute red ears, and bit his lower lip lightly.

So cute.

Sensing the intense gaze, Song Jianchu turned his head and looked at the gray eyes of the person behind him, who seemed to have become darker, with a blank expression for a moment: "What's wrong?"

Mu Ye curled his lower lip, with an extremely gentle expression: "The pajamas around are on your bed."

Song Jianchu looked at the full set of peripheral pajamas on the bed, and his eyes lit up unconsciously: "Thank you."

"You're welcome." Mu Ye looked away reluctantly: "I'm going to take a shower."

Song Jianchu nodded: "Go."

"I'll give you a hug after washing." Mu Ye blinked: "I brought a shower gel that smells good, wait for me."

Song Jianchu: "...OK."

Mu Ye entered the bathroom, and soon there was the sound of running water.

Song Jianchu ruffled his wet forehead hair angrily, and let out a long breath: "Damn..."

Was he bewitched just now?How can you keep staring?

So stupid.

After half a minute of self-reflection, Song Jianchu looked down at the surrounding slippers on his feet.

It was a peripheral he had never seen before, like a special customized version.

The mood recovered a lot.

Song Jianchu lazily walked to the bed again, picked up the pajamas around the bed one by one and looked at them, and finally put the pajamas carefully into the suitcase.

I'm not in the mood for a date tonight.

Before his lover finished washing, the benefactor quickly went to bed.

Ten minutes later, Mu Ye came out of the bathroom.

"I'm ready."

"Do you want to stand up or sit down?"

"If you feel tired, you can lie on the bed and hug her..."

Mu Ye paused.

He walked slowly to the bed, looked down at the sleeping Lord Jin, and reached out his hand to turn off the headlight in the room, leaving only a night light by the bed.

Mu Ye sat down by the bed, looking at the boy's slender eyelashes trembling slightly when he was dreaming.

After looking at it for a while, Mu Ye stretched out his hand very lightly, and gently brushed away the messy hair on the boy's forehead. With one hand propped up on the bed, he slowly leaned down, and kissed Mr. Jin Zhu good night today.

Finally lifted the quilt, Mu Ye stood up: "Good night, cutie."

I don't know what time it is, Song Jianchu frowned, dreaming that he was being pressed and licked by a fox, when he was suddenly awakened by the vibration of his mobile phone.

He closed his eyes and grabbed the phone, hoarsely: "Hello?"

He is the chief screenwriter of the program group, and urgently notified: "Principal, something serious happened! The students of International Class A have collectively played truant!"

Song Jianchu opened his eyes to look at the time, and frowned: "When did it happen?"

"Just now, the dormitory teacher made a surprise inspection and found that none of the students in International Class A were in the dormitory tonight, and those students bribed the students who checked the dormitory. The teachers have checked the monitoring urgently and found that the whole class climbed over the wall together after school slipped out."

"The reason for truancy has also been found out. The young master of F Real Estate in the class is celebrating his birthday today."

"They have already arrived at the island by private plane, and they are celebrating this classmate's birthday with a party on the yacht. They may not be able to come back tomorrow... The birthday party just sent a Weibo."

Waking up in the middle of the night, Song Jianchu sat up exuding a strong low pressure, and clicked on Weibo: "Weibo account."

The main screenwriter mentioned the Weibo account.

Song Jianchu quickly found that Weibo.

[Han Tian is a handsome guy: Thank you dad for the birthday gift, and I am happy to mention my first yacht [yacht], and congratulate the new toy with my classmates! [Picture][Picture][Picture][Picture]]

The photo is of an extravagant yacht swimsuit party. A group of young people aged [-] and [-] opened champagne and set off fireworks on the yacht. The scene was quite lively.

The chief screenwriter said with a headache: "This sudden incident is too serious, and it is difficult for the school to handle it. Our recording may have to be temporarily suspended."

Song Jianchu got off the bed swiftly, opened the closet to get the clothes, and said lightly, "I won't."

Chief screenwriter: "?"

The chief screenwriter instantly understood, and faintly excited: "Are you going to arrest someone?"

Mu Ye also woke up, sat up and asked what happened with his eyes.

"No." The new headmaster had already changed his clothes, put on a black peaked cap, and sneered coldly: "It's such a good day, I'm going to send him blessings."