But he said he loves me [Entertainment]

"But I want to hug you."

Ji Pingyu's first reaction when he heard this was that he was sure they didn't buy anything.

The second reaction is...

He scolded himself.

It is because his mind is not clean.

Ji Pingyu slowed down, raised the corners of his mouth to remind Liang Buyuan: "I can't do anything, don't you feel tortured?"

"No." Liang Buyuan stretched out his hand to let Taohua wrap around his wrist, so that Ji Pingyu could release him: "Is it possible?"

Ji Pingyu waited for the peach blossoms to get wrapped around Liang Buyuan's hands, then stretched out his hand to grab the peach blossoms into the breeding box and put the lid on before washing his hands.

He didn't speak the whole time, and Liang Buyuan followed him without urging him.

After serving the table, Ji Pingyu looked at the crab pot that looked like it could be used as a hotel promotional picture. While taking out his mobile phone to take a picture, he gave the answer casually and lazily: "Just one night."

Liang Buyuan almost followed his final note.

Ji Pingyan hooked his lips, in a very good mood.

He put together the photos taken outside today and the crab pot, put together a nine-picture picture, and posted it on a circle of friends, with today's date as the caption.

In fact, he already has enough Ding Dong friends list, but Ji Pingyu couldn't hold back, and clicked on Weibo again.

He finished matching the picture, deleted, deleted and modified it, but finally didn't match any text, so Aite sent it out without complaining.

Liang Buyuan, who was about to peel the crabs for Ji Pingyu, looked down at his cell phone that was ringing, clicked on it, first reposted Ji Pingyu's Weibo, and then went to see what photos Ji Pingyu had posted.

The first one is an airport photo taken by Ji Pingyu facing the car window after arriving at the airport parking lot.

The second picture is Ji Pingyu's photo of the pineapple buns and milk tea that Liangbuyuan brought him. In this photo, Liangbuyuan's hand was photographed, and it happened to be wearing the belt watch that hadn't been replaced at that time.

The third picture is that they are in the supermarket, Ji Pingyu took a picture of Liang Buyuan pushing the shopping cart from the back, and the fourth picture is Liang Buyuan picking vegetables. In this photo, Liang Buyuan happened to be holding potatoes with his left hand. Watch It has been replaced by the platinum mechanical watch.

The fifth photo is Ji Pingyu's photo of a shopping cart full of things.

Then the sixth to eighth ones are peach blossoms and black jade, and the ninth one is meat crab stew.

Almost every day is here.

[It's great that Youji is here!Brother Liang is open again! ! 】

[I knocked Brother Liang to change the watch! ! 】

[I looked it up, I don't understand, this watch is very expensive, let's not say Brother Liang is reluctant to buy it, the main reason is... this is a couple's watch for women? ? 】

[Couple watch? 】

[It's not waiting a minute, you went to the supermarket to buy snacks and vegetables... Isn't this a job? ? 】

【Brother Pan also spoiled Brother Xialiang's new album on his personal Weibo today. It is positioned as the southern boundary, but Brother Liang is positioned as Fengbei, so...】

[I knock? 】

[I don't understand what this means?Are you good friends, old classmates meeting for dinner or? 】

[Should be old classmates meeting for dinner]

[Old classmates meet to exchange couple watches? 】

[Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, sisters!Go talk! 】

After Ji Pingyu finished his meal, he handed over the tidying up to Liangbuyuan. He clicked on Weibo to read the follow-up, and saw #凉不恨化表# rushed into the trending search.

Of course, in real time, some people scolded why a celebrity is always on the trending search, but this is obviously not their marketing, but Liang Bubu blames his own popularity.

Besides, hot search is actually quite simple.

He scanned the comment area, noticed the super talk and raised his eyebrows.

Ji Pingyu knew that there was such a thing as CP Chaohua, but he just didn't expect that he and Liang Buyuan would have such a thing after appearing on a variety show in the public eye until now.

Ji Pingyu tried to make various combinations of his own name and Liang Buyuan's name, but he couldn't find the Chaohua, and fell into deep thought.

Did he get it wrong?

Or is the organization too mysterious?

Ji Pingyu is still deciphering the "key" of his cp super chat, and Liang Buyuan has already divided the remaining crabs into basins, poured water, and covered the net.

As he walked out, he answered the voice call from his manager.

Ji Pingyu looked at him, gave up cracking his own CP phone, and just waited for Liang Bukuan to hang up.

Liang Buyuan hung up the phone and said, "My manager told me about the live broadcast on my birthday."

It's okay if he didn't mention it, but when Ji Pingyu mentioned it, he seemed to think of something: "As soon as you said... will your assistant come that day?"

"Need not."

Liangbuyuan poured out the cold water in Ji Pingyu's cup, and changed it to a cup that was a little hot: "The live broadcast will only be on for one hour, and there will be a prohibition on giving gifts. There is no special procedure, just fan benefits."

"The kind that interacts with the barrage?"

"Ah."

"What does your company think?"

"I want to change my external image."

Liang didn't complain and threw the pot away without changing his face: "The times are improving, and now there are very few high-cold people."

Ji Pingyu: "?"

Although he knew that Liang Buyuan was joking with him, he still felt it was outrageous because: "You, Gao Leng??"

"At least in the eyes of others."

"That's true."

It may be because he was a little frustrated because he couldn't find his own cp Chaohua. Ji Pingyu was still thinking about other combination possibilities in his mind, so he didn't continue the topic for a while.

And Liang Buyuan stood on the edge of the sofa and looked at him without saying a word.

Ji Pingyu noticed that someone's gaze was too straightforward, so he raised his eyelids: "Why are you standing there?"

Liang Buyuan was silent for a few seconds, then said in a low voice, "I wonder if you're sleepy now?"

Ji Pingyu: "..."

He looked at his black and gold dial, and confirmed that the time was only seven fifty.

Ji Pingyu was speechless for a while.

He could only change the subject and ask if he didn't complain: "Did your manager send you any content related to "Music Era Belongs to Us"?"

"Posted."

Liang Buyuan said, "I haven't watched it yet."

So Ji Pingyu directly took out the tablet, logged on Ding Dong, and opened the file: "Just watch it together, and we will record it next Monday."

Liang Buyuan's birthday is on Saturday, the day after tomorrow. Two days after his birthday, they will fly to Xingyue to record a variety show.

Ji Pingyu also received the document sent to him by Sister Luo, and since Ji Pingyu was playing for the young master, Sister Luo didn't say anything, but just said some flipping.

Liang Buyuan sat down beside Ji Pingyu: "Okay."

"Belongs to Our Music Era" is essentially a talent show variety show, but it's not a limited group like the one next door, but a singer or a music creator.

A total of only [-] contestants entered the official program through layers of screening. Of course, those who meet such a big company don't need auditions, they can just be sent in.

In the big companies in the circle, there are always one or two places that can go through the back door.

In the document sent by Sister Luo, in addition to the detailed introduction of the program group, there are also some simple information about the contestants of the big companies.

Liang Buyuan followed Ji Pingyu to watch a few: "Some have already debuted for several years."

Ji Pingyu: "I remember that the entertainment industry calls this twice-cooked pork, right?"

"Ah."

The speed of the two watching things is not slow, especially in order to have a real effect when recording, the program group did not give all the contestants information, and only asked them to recognize the names of the contestants from the big company first.

By the time I turned to the last page, there was no content on Liangbuyuan's side.

Host draft.

Ji Pingyu's identity is essentially the host, but he is called a "witness officer" in variety shows.

Ji Pingyu probably went through the host draft, and withdrew from the document.

It was still early, only ten or eight.

It's not that he can't feel Liang Buyuan's eagerness to move, but he calmly switched to the Go game: "Do you want to play chess?"

Liang didn't complain and didn't move: "I admit defeat."

Ji Pingyu looked at him with a smile that was not a smile: "Before the child falls, the person is the first to persuade?"

"It takes three hours to start a game of chess."

"But it's too early for me to sleep."

Liang Buyuan lowered his eyes and said in a low voice: "But I want to hug you."

Ji Pingyu: "..."

It was he who lost.

He really can't resist the straight ball that is cold but not complaining.

Even if it's just the simplest—to put it bluntly, it's because of simplicity that it's deadly enough.

So Ji Pingyu took a bath, brushed his teeth and went to bed after eight o'clock for the first time.

Although I know I can't do anything, I still feel nervous.

after all.

That was the person he had liked for so many years.

The warm light in the bedroom is dim and soft.

Ji Pingyu raised his eyelids to see Liang Bukuan coming over with a hair dryer, and skillfully turned sideways to let him blow dry his hair.

This scene is very similar to the reunion on the first day, but there are many differences.

There are no cameras, no program groups, just them.

Liang Buyuan twisted the ends of Ji Pingyu's hair, and dried his hair silently.

After finishing, Ji Pingyu took the hair dryer from him again, and motioned him to sit down: "I'll help you."

Liangbuyuan didn't refuse.

He sat down directly on the carpet, next to Ji Pingyu's leg, Ji Pingyu lowered his eyes, his movements were not as gentle and meticulous as Liang Buyuan: "What are you going to do the day after tomorrow?"

Liang Buyuan said indifferently: "When you get up, do the live broadcast first."

Ji Pingyu rubbed his head: "You are very eager to do the task."

"Ah."

Liang Buyuan said bluntly: "I want to spend time alone with you soon."

"You are live broadcasting, and there are only the two of us, but there may be hundreds of thousands of viewers."

"Not a single audience wants it."

He really hates people watching Ji Pingyu.

But he had to try his best to quietly tell everyone that Ji Pingyu belonged to him.

Just his.

Ji Pingyu: "."

He felt a little funny, and for a while didn't know what to say.

As soon as he calmed down, Liang Buyuan followed suit.

The real story(?) begins after both of them have their hair dry.

Ji Pingyu hugged his waist in the darkness because of the cold, he was sleeping with his back facing the cold, but Liang Buyuan didn't pick him up, but just confirmed his position, and carefully stuck to his back .

The air conditioner was turned on in the bedroom, and the low temperature in the air was in stark contrast to the cool, firm and hot chest, which made Ji Pingyu tense for a moment.

"Ji Pingyu."

He heard him ask softly, "Can you look up?"

Ji Pingyu didn't say a word, and only proved it with actions.

Then Liang Buyuan's arm passed through his neck, making him press his head on his arm.

Even though the two of them were hugging each other, Ji Pingyu felt that there was still an inexplicable sense of distance in this embrace.

But it's not okay for him to be too close, after all, he is also a normal man.

Ji Pingyu took a deep breath, wanting to get rid of his distracting thoughts, when he heard Liang Buyuan call him again.

He didn't speak, and didn't wait for Liang Buyuan's follow-up, so he could only ask, "Why?"

"Are you unhappy?"

Ji Pingyu was slightly startled, but didn't understand: "What?"

Liang Buyuan reminded in a low voice: "While blowing your hair."

Ji Pingyu recalled it, not sure: "You mean you said you don't want an audience?"

"Ah."

"Why should I..."

Ji Pingyu stopped, understood something, raised the corners of his mouth, turned over and hugged Liang Buyuan: "I'm not unhappy."

He likes to be buried under the quilt when he sleeps, so he sleeps a little lower than Liang Buyuan, and now he is buried in Liang Buyuan's arms: "You are very good like that."

Ji Pingyu smiled: "It's so cute."

As long as Ji Pingyu opens his mouth, Liang Buyuan can tell his emotions.

He knew that Ji Pingyu really thought so, so he couldn't help tightening his arms, and shouted again in a low voice: "Ji Pingyu."

"Ok?"

"I want to kiss you."

"No."

"why?"

"I don't complain about it."

Ji Pingyu raised one hand and stretched out the quilt to cover his lips: "Shut up and sleep."

Not long ago, the person who said that he couldn't fall asleep too early said coldly: "I'm not a saint either, if you tease me again, I'll beat you up."

Liang Buyuan laughed softly, and took advantage of this gesture to place a light kiss between his fingers.

"Good night."

The author says:

Hee hee hee actually kissed///v///

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