Stop fishing, can't stand it

Yan Song: We are so annoying!

The wall lamps in the corridor were turned off silently, and the dull sound of rain wrapped in darkness struck between the walls, making people uncomfortable to breathe.

No one thought that happy to see the parents at noon, and broke up in the evening.

Song Xueyan only saw the trending searches at this moment. After many years of debut, rumors about him can be piled up, and there are all kinds of outrageous remarks. The rumor about the love affair with Qu Chengtai tonight is actually not too much.

Speaking is a laborious thing.When something goes wrong, you have to come forward to clarify. The content of the clarification is crushed, analyzed, and then returned to the original place, or fermented in a worse situation; if you do not clarify, you will be immediately labeled as "default" and "guilt" .More and more people choose to talk less and talk about official nonsense until it ferments to the point where clarification is necessary. Most of them are giving an explanation and attitude, and they don't want to get the effect that clarification should have.

Once a rumor is born, it never stops.

Song Xueyan never cared about rumors or bad comments on the Internet before. Firstly, it was because he was very close to each other, and he was unwilling to pay for the malice of strangers. Second, he was indeed not strong enough and confident enough, but this It is limited to matters related to Yan Qi. As for other aspects, especially his work and occupation, he has basic self-awareness and self-confidence, and he will not be disheartened by other people's remarks or doubt himself.Third, when a certain rumor is clarified, perhaps one and only one of a hundred people who have misunderstood or criticized you will feel a little bit guilty.It is a sad fact that some people like to use others as talking points, and they themselves are talking points in other people's mouths.Curiosity is one of human nature, even social phenomena and human tragedies are like this, let alone entertainment headlines and gossip news.

But he was really upset right now, so he simply posted on Weibo——

[Don't lie, I like younger than me. 】

It hasn't been long since he was on the trending searches, and even the love process between him and Qu Chengtai has been written on Weibo, and there are different versions, sweet and cruel, and various "real hammers" emerge one after another. If he is not Song Xueyan himself, he is also You have to stare blankly.

Yan Qi's eyes and words were still wandering in his mind, Song Xueyan was upset, so he simply went to the bathroom to wash up.He tore open his clothes and trousers, the buttons fell all over the floor, jumped off a few times, turned over and lay down, completely silent, just waiting for someone to step on it and hurt his feet.

When he came out again, his newly posted Weibo had risen to the top of the hot search list in the middle of the night, along with Qu Chengtai's likes and comments.

【My old cow doesn't eat tender grass either. 】

The stay-up fans of the two parties quickly controlled the direction of the comment area, and incidentally promoted the current and upcoming works of Song Xueyan and Qu Chengtai.

Song Xueyan backed out, threw herself on the bed, and stared at the phone screen not daring to blink.At this point in time, the dog was asleep, the WeChat interface was cleaner than the wall, the two accounts were switched back and forth, and no WeChat message was received from Yanqi.

Yan Qi didn't follow the usual habit, and talked to Sui Qiong, maybe because he felt that Sui Qiong had already fallen asleep and didn't want to disturb him, so why didn't he send a message to "Song Xueyan", did he stay indifferent, or fell asleep when he returned to his room?

Song Xueyan's eyes were sore from staring, she turned over and got into the bed, her heart was colder than the air conditioner.He wanted to send a message to Yan Qi, but he didn't know what to say. He sprayed down his throat with words that didn't have a specific image, which made his chest tight and flustered.Tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep, unable to calm down, finally, in order to wait for time, I logged on to Weibo Chaochao and punched in a card first.

Scrolling down, the members of Chaohua obviously calmed down because of the clarifications made by him and Qu Chengtai, and began to chop candy every day.

[One thing to say, one must be very concerned about Ah Song taking the initiative to clarify? 】

【So what was Brother Yan's reaction after seeing that photo?I'm wicked and I want to know. 】

[I guess at least I have to hang up a picture, right?Ah Song is miserable tonight, can't he coax the dog until tomorrow morning? 】

"Coax a fart." Song Xueyan was at a loss, Yan Qi closed the door, he couldn't even get in, and he didn't even have the prerequisites to do it, how to coax him?

[This is a big candy, sisters!Asong likes Nianxia!Next year!Ah Song has never said something related to the criteria for choosing a spouse, right? Even if he wants to clarify tonight, there is no need to say "I like someone younger than me"? 】

【Seconded!Doing so may be blackmailed by Heizi. His connotation is that Mr. Qu is old, pure and unnecessary, Ah Song must understand, right?Unless he said it on purpose. 】

[Why do you suddenly say that you like Nianxia?Is it because you know a younger brother named Yan? 】

【Is he trying to coax the dog?huh huh huh?Brother Yan, have you seen it? Don't be angry with your wife, but it's still okay to be jealous. Promise me, he will go to the supermarket tonight, okay? 】

"Fuck." Yan Qi probably didn't want to see him now, and didn't want to talk to him.Song Xueyan's heart was cold, her face was hot, and her whole body was mixed with cold and warm, and she felt that her head was so tight that she wanted to swell.

Song Xueyan liked these two posts, quit Chaohua, and suddenly thought of "Fu Yanle is married" who was in line with their relationship development and mood.He found the netizen through the comment history, and found that this person posted a new Weibo not long ago.

[So annoying! ! 】

Is this too synchronous?

Song Xueyan was very surprised and couldn't help replying: "I feel the same!!"

He did not receive a reply to the comment, but received a private message from the netizen: "Are you also Qi Guanyan?"

Song Xueyan couldn't fall asleep at this time, and replied: "Yes, I really hate them."

Fu Yanle is married: "You can knock, they are definitely real."

Song Xueyan couldn't help but curled her lips, then retracted them in the next second, and typed: "Then do you think they will quarrel tonight?"

Fu Yanle is married: "Absolutely, not because of jealousy."

I didn't expect this netizen to be so good at guessing the mind and emotional state of the young couple.Song Xueyan sincerely asked for advice: "Then what do you think Ah Song should do?"

Fu Yanle is married: "I don't know, maybe Yan Xi doesn't know either. Everyone has their own secrets and privacy, and we can't force others to reveal it all.

But Ah Song's personality is rather cold, which makes it even more unreal, as if floating by his side, it's hard for anyone to feel safe. "

Song Xueyan stared blankly at the news, Yan Qi's reddish eyes flashed before his eyes.

It was still raining outside the window, but there was no thunder after all tonight.Song Xueyan hugged the phone until the screen went black and turned off, and finally fell asleep from exhaustion.

Early the next morning, the alarm clock rang out on time, and Song Xueyan woke up with a start. Her first reaction was to pick up the phone and tap it twice, but there was still no news she wanted.

A tired and sad look blended together, Song Xueyan wiped her gloom off her face, and got out of bed to wash up.

In a bad mood, everything was frizzy, Song Xueyan broke the soap box in the bathroom, and knocked over Yanqi's sunscreen spray, the mess was all over the place, and she had to squat down for half an hour to clean it up.He bowed to the remains in the trash can, turned his head and left the bedroom.

The huge suite was lifeless, Yanqi's bedroom door was slightly closed, Song Xueyan stood in the living room for a while, took out the umbrella from the cupboard, and turned to leave.I didn't want to pass by Nakajima Terrace, and saw the rice cooker on the stage was still lit with green light.

Song Xueyan stopped walking, went to lift the lid, and was greeted by the aroma of corn.

Surprised, moved, thankful, with mixed emotions, Song Xueyan froze in place.When he came back to his senses, he put down his umbrella, picked up a bowl and filled it with half a bowl of polenta, lifted the cover next to it, and placed a stack of shredded potatoes and an egg under it.

Song Xueyan finished her breakfast standing up, quickly washed the dishes and chopsticks, turned off the power to the rice cooker, and hurried out.

The stagnant water on the road has not disappeared, all outfield scenes have been cancelled, and the infield scenes will be arranged first.Yan Qi finished filming a solo scene drinking alone in the porch before dawn, and walked out from the crowd.

Xiaobing handed over the water, knowing that Yan Qi was in a bad mood, so she didn't dare to say more.He only found out about what happened last night this morning. At that time, his eyes were darkened. He expected that Yan Qi would definitely slap his hooves on his hair today.

The two walked out along the veranda, and as soon as they got out of the arch, they saw Song Xueyan walking slowly from the opposite side.The four eyes met, and they all stopped in unison, but within two seconds, they all raised their feet again.

Walked a few steps forward, passed by, and was about to step over the arch, Yan Qi suddenly stopped, turned around——

A low cry sounded at the same time, Song Xueyan kicked the stone steps with her toes and fell to the ground.

Yan Qi cursed in a low voice, he didn't bother to pretend to be cool, he hurried over, squatted down and grabbed Song Xueyan's ankle, "Where did you fall?"

Song Xueyan half raised her face, stared at him, pursed her lips and frowned, the pain was mixed with other things.Yan Qi looked away, gently pinched Song Xueyan's ankle, and saw that the man flinched bluntly, obviously pretending.

"What's this?" he asked. "A bitter trick?"

Song Xueyan propped herself up on the ground and said, "If you don't care about me, I won't be able to use my tricks."

How can someone else say it so clearly? It's bold and exasperating!

Yan Qi breathed out, picked up Song Xueyan's waist, picked him up, turned around and went back to the porch, and put him on the beauty chair.Song Xueyan hissed after sitting down, the wrinkled face made Yan Qi unable to tell the truth from the fake, "What's wrong?"

"The butt/butt hurts." Song Xueyan supported her waist, "Just now the butt/butt hit the ground first."

"According to what you said, it must be blooming, right?" Yan Qi sat over, blocked Song Xueyan's hand supporting her waist, replaced it with her own hand, and massaged Song Xueyan's waist quite methodically.

Song Xueyan's hand froze in mid-air, and placed it on Yan Qi's lap. Yan Qi glanced at him, but he didn't move away, like a hooligan, not knowing how to advance or retreat.His waist gradually relaxed, he took a deep breath, and whispered, "The shredded potatoes this morning were burnt."

Yan Xi stopped his hands, stretched forward, and strangled Song Xueyan's waist.He moved his head forward, causing Song Xueyan to turn his head and look at him, "How dare you point out mistakes when you eat empty-handed?"

"I'm just talking." Song Xueyan pressed his face against his side, her tone became lower and lower, "I'm done eating."

"You are awesome." Yan Qi said expressionlessly, "Do you still want to ask me for a little red flower?"

Even though Song Xueyan is a machine/gun, she doesn't dare to open it indiscriminately now, she simply uses it as a bubble gun, one colorful bubble per bite, sweet and dreamy.He turned around, kissed Yan Xi, and said softly: "No little red flower, make it up to me at noon, treat me to something delicious, okay?"

Yan Qi grabbed Song Xueyan's clothes, but there was no expression on his face, "Whip fried meat, do you want to eat?"

Song Xueyan kissed him again, "Violence can't solve the problem, we must advocate reason. What's more, if you treat me like this, it's domestic violence and it's not advisable."

"Oh." Yan Qi said, "How do you think I can reason with you?"

Song Xueyan's hand ran along his legs, waist and abdomen, all the way to his chest, and finally caught a piece of the skirt, and whispered: "You invite me to lunch, and I will talk to you slowly."

The author says:

燕栖：呵，都是诡计，你以为我会中计？（冷酷）感谢在2022-06-1400:21:18-2022-06-1419:42:03期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦——

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