Sweetheart is a thorn in the side ABO

studio.

Wen Bo fixed the location for them and told them the flight location.

Qi Yanqing sat in the middle with his legs crossed, exposing his cold and bony ankles. He propped his ear with his right hand, and slowly flipped through the script with his slender fingers, seemingly not distracted.

A few strands of long hair hung down, covering his face a little. He covered his ears and raised his eyebrows and asked, "Is this me sitting in seat C?"

Wen Bo was still flipping through the script, "Ah, otherwise."

Qi Yanqing looked at Yuan Huai on the left and Shen Tanzhou on the right, "Hurry up and tear me apart, I'll give way immediately."

Shen Tanzhou laughed, reached out and knocked on his desktop, "You look good."

Yuan Huai always looked like he couldn't wake up, and yawned lazily, "I'm an investor, and I have to think about the popularity of the show. If you look good, you have to be in the middle."

Qi Yanqing leaned back, "I thank you both, I obviously sit here based on my strength, so I'll take it seriously if I'm polite."

Wen Bo shot a video with his cell phone while smoking a cigarette, "It's pretty good, I don't need to think about the script, I think you three have a lot of memes."

Yuan Huai smiled: "To be honest, Qingshen should live on the stage."

Shen Tanzhou: "I agree. As a dancer, I will also be amazed by Qingqing. I am very happy to be able to participate in the show on the same stage this time."

Qi Yanqing nodded: "Welcome everyone to the column of "Pure Mind and Brainless Blowing", and you can leave a message below."

Wen Bo sat on the ground opposite them, unable to laugh anymore.

He used the "Dancer" official blog to post this video.

Accompanying text: Three men in one play.

After Wen Bai posted it, he continued: "Okay, then let's talk about the main idea of ​​this show."

"I just want to spread the word about dance. There are many small dances that people have never heard of. In the Internet age, this kind of essence should not be allowed to disappear."

Yuan Huai nodded, and took Wen Bai's words: "Many people want to know about dance and have no place to start. They only know the five major dance types, and the dance types included in them have no chance to understand at all."

"What we have to do is to let more people like dance and know how to dance. Star dancers have their own traffic, coupled with the exaggeration of their strength, it is indeed easier to make a dance popular."

"We are needed at this time." Yuan Huai looked at Qi Yanqing and Shen Tanzhou, "Both of you have heavy responsibilities."

Shen Tanzhou replied with a light smile, "It should."

Qi Yanqing flipped through a thick stack of scripts, which was obviously thoughtful.

The original intention of this program is not to want any kind of dance to be lost in the long river of time.

Before he came here, he thought it was just a dance variety show. If he knew it was like this, he wouldn't have thought about it for so long.

"Huaishen's structure is strong." Qi Yanqing smiled at him.

Yuan Huai was not modest either, "That's right, it seems that the abs you had that day were not in vain for you to see. After all, it was my beauty that convinced you."

"You should show some face." Qi Yanqing laughed.

"Come on, we don't need to interact and shoot videos now, let's read the notebook." Wen Bai wanted to smoke as soon as he was working, and he didn't slur his speech while holding a cigarette.

Qi Yanqing hooked his fingers at him, how could Wen Bo dare to give him cigarettes, he said several times that he would quit if he could!

It's an old smoker who knew he couldn't take it anymore, so Wen Bo pouted his cigarette, "It's okay to accompany you, keep watching!"

Qi Yan glanced at him, then pursed his lips lightly, and continued to watch the process.

Sitting in the auditorium, Lu Yichao stared at Qi Yanqing closely, watching him laughing with other men, watching him bit his lips lightly as he wanted to smoke, clenched his wet and hot palms tightly, without blinking his eyes.

After a while, he became more and more irritable and his chest was stuffy. He coughed a few times while covering his mask, as if he had started to have a fever again, which made his eyes red and dizzy.

It's been a long time since I saw Qi Yanqing so happy... Obviously I always laughed like this with him before.

"Uh..." He couldn't help but clutch the back of his neck, the gland suddenly tingled a few times, and the pheromone was almost out of control.

He looked at Qi Yanqing who was studying the script while turning his pen on the stage, and endured it for a few more minutes, fearing that the release of pheromone would affect him.

He pressed the back of his neck and left, and hurried to the bathroom. His hands were shaking violently, and the inhibitor was torn off several times before it was opened. He pointed the needle at the gland and punctured it skillfully.

Maybe it has been used too frequently recently, and the effect of the powerful inhibitor has been weakened a lot.

Lu Yichao propped himself up on the table, the powerful inhibitor can directly block the pheromone, the brandy pheromone only spilled a little, and the smell will soon disappear.

For a while, he felt that his breathing was not smooth, and he pulled the mask to his chin, his face was pale and bloodless, and his lips were chapped.

He supported the sink to stand firm, and took a step forward when he bumped into the wall unsteadily. He leaned against the wall and waited for the dizziness to subside.

He didn't recover after a few minutes, he shook his head violently, became even more dizzy, and his heart was not feeling well, he couldn't stand it and beat a few times.

His deep and narrow eyes were full of tiredness. He leaned against the wall to pant, lit a cigarette with trembling fingers, and couldn't help but think of Qi Yanqing's little movement of pursing his lips just now.

He inhaled the smoke deeply, exhaled heavily, and licked his chapped lips.

It had been a long time since he fully recovered, and when he was about to return to the studio, he heard voices coming from the corridor.

"Let's have dinner together, that's all." Yuan Huai said.

Qi Yanqing was caught in the middle, "It's okay to eat, but not to drink."

Yuan Huai bumped into his shoulder, "I'll let you meet my daughter today."

"What if my son is jealous, no see."

"Virtue."

Knowing Qi Yanqing's physical condition, Shen Tanzhou asked him in a low voice, "How is it? Are you all right?"

Qi Yanqing shook his head, "It's time to eat, I have an idea about dancing..."

While he was talking, he felt something strange beside him. He glanced to the right, but there was nothing.

"What's wrong?" Zhou Jian asked him.

"It's okay, let's go." Qi Yanqing withdrew his gaze.

As if someone was staring at him just now, he subconsciously smelled pheromones, but there was no smell of brandy.

It was he who was overthinking, of course Lu Yichao would not be here, he has been tossing around for a long time, and his patience should have run out.

He made it very clear that day, so that he wouldn't stick to it shamelessly.

Qi Yanqing shook hands, took a few breaths slowly, and left with everyone.

Now he doesn't want to smell Lu Yichao's pheromone at all.

After the people left, Lu Yichao came out from the corner, coughing in a muffled voice, looking straight at the direction Qi Yanqing left with his black eyes.

Qi Yanqing passed by him just now, but he didn't smell the aroma of red roses.

It must be Qi Yanqing who put on the barrier stickers, it sticks well, and you can't smell it when you put it on other alphas.

Lu Yichao hunched over his tall body, stood there for a long time, and then walked away.

Wan Tran, an underground tavern.

"Boss, please drink less." The manager put down a portion of noodles, "Eat something."

Lu Yichao responded, and turned on his phone to check, his expression already drunk.

The manager has seen the boss like this a lot. He used to drink like this when he quarreled with the boss's wife.

But now the proprietress is no longer the proprietress, and he doesn't know how to comfort her.

"Boss, I'm returning and keeping the Wanquan A9 suite, why don't you go up and rest for a while."

Lu Yichao looked at him with cold black eyes, "Did you retreat?"

"Retirement is resignation, but I told everyone not to touch things indiscriminately, maybe one day the proprietress will live again."

Lu Yichao laughed, took another sip of wine, and laughed at himself: "Dream..."

The manager smiled awkwardly, said a few more words of comfort, and walked away.

Lu Yichao drank drunkenly, he hadn't come for a long time, last time...he had an argument with Qi Yanqing on Lu Yao's cell phone.

What are you arguing about... I can't remember, anyway, I think Qi Yanqing is too cold-blooded.

Lu Yichao pressed his swollen forehead, he was a little drunk.

He found the official blog of "Dancer" and watched the latest video on it.

Qi Yanqing smiled so beautifully, his eyes were bright, he smiled at the camera, Lu Yichao took it as a smile to himself.

He clicked on the comment section, and sure enough, everyone praised Qi Yanqing for his good looks.

Lu Yichao curled up his lips proudly, and was stupefied, remembering that Qi Yanqing was still his.

Scrolling down, his expression gradually froze, his smile froze on his face, and his black eyes were gloomy with anger.

"Sisters! God Huai is so good at praising God!"

"I'm the king of the sea, it's hard to choose between Qingzhou CP and Qinhuai CP!"

"Woooooooo my boat god loves Qingshen so much, look at that look."

"What kind of CP mess is this? Wen Bai and Zhoushen are dating on a love show. Have you forgotten the CP group of the director and guests?"

"Come on, Zhoushen participated for the sake of Qingshen. Without further ado, he just went on top and didn't let the show open. Qingzhou CP is real!"

"Zhoushen, try hard to chase! Zhoushen, be brave this time!"

"Let me just say something quietly, is the interpretation of CP completely unpopular? The official match is so cool?"

"The official mate has already begged my younger sister, focus on refusing to be tied up, so don't leave messages around with your actor Lu's avatar."

"No offense, the upstairs is Heizi, Lu Yichao and Qi Yanqing divorced, the fans stopped, thank you."

"Can Lu Yichao's fans go away! It's disgusting to have to come here?"

"Qi Yanqing is not a good person either, thank you for letting Lu Yichao go!"

"Ms. Lu hurry up and come out to film! This year's best actor is gone?! If you are emotionally hurt, you have to cheer up and slap your face!"

The scene was hot for a while, and there were hundreds of replies to any comment.

How many people liked the two of them back then, how many people scolded each other now.

Lu Yichao drank too much wine, his forehead was very hot, and he felt tired even when he was breathing.

As soon as he closed his eyes, it was Qi Yanqing's smile, Qi Yanqing was laughing with others, Qi Yanqing didn't want to talk to him, Qi Yanqing said they were over, Qi Yanqing wanted to wash the mark, Qi Yanqing was pregnant and wanted to abort the baby.

Qi Yanqing... didn't want to have his baby at all, not before.

Lu Yichao laughed at himself a few times, his drooping eyelids blocked his sharp gaze, and then called Ji Langyue.

"Locate Qi Yanqing for me..." Lu Yichao said drunkenly.

Ji Langyue smiled, "Take it easy, go find someone when you're drunk? I used to count on Boss Lu to make an appointment for me, but now I can only make an appointment by myself."

While talking, Ji Langyue sent him the location, "Boss Lu, remember to pay when he wakes up."

Lu Yichao looked at the location, Qi Yanqing was still in Yuncheng, still eating?

He asked the driver to take him to Grandpa Qi's house in the countryside.

After walking to the gate of the courtyard, he fell down unsteadily and leaned against the gate to rest. His black coat was stained with dirt, and he looked a little embarrassed.

"It's 4 o'clock in the afternoon." Lu Yichao looked at the time on the phone with his legs crossed and his arms crossed, his eyes were bloodshot.

"Meow." Hua Diao called him through the crack of the door.

Lu Yichao turned his head back unresponsively, and reached out to touch Huadiao's nose, "...Son, your father won't let me go home."?