But he said he loves me [Entertainment]

[Who will say that brother Liang doesn't understand the style in the future? I'm in a hurry! ! 】

In the end, Ji Pingyu took a picture of the phone with a reaction speed that he didn't expect, and pressed the power button and volume button to force it to shut down, forcibly interrupting the live broadcast.

Ji Pingyu picked up the phone and restarted it expressionlessly: "I was just broadcasting live."

Liang didn't complain for a moment, without any apology: "I'm sorry."

He said, "It's time to eat."

So Ji Pingyu followed him and sat at the dining table. Ji Pingyu didn't want to read the follow-up on Weibo anymore. He could guess that it was probably another big earthquake.

Liang Buyuan really did not expect that Ji Pingyu was broadcasting live. He thought that Ji Pingyu was talking to someone. After all, he only heard Ji Pingyu call Xiao Liu in a voice that he thought was full of sarcasm a few days ago. Baby", although the words are indeed hurtful, but Liang Buyuan just wants to correct his habit.

Ji Pingyu took a bite of his face and said with emotion: "The programmers of Weibo will blacklist us."

I also know that Weibo will probably experience another baptism.

In fact, he didn't mind this incident very much. If he insisted on saying something, it was nothing more than a little bit of enthusiasm that finally subsided a little bit and exploded on this point.

Ji Pingyu thought about it seriously, and decided to log out of this account and never log in again.

There are only two issues of "Music Era Belonging to Us", and Xiaoye is doing the promotion and distribution there. This account is like Liangbuyuan's account. He is not the only one who can log in, and the company can manage it .

And Ji Pingyu told Jiang Zixi that after "Our Music Era" came to an end, he would cancel that account for him.

He didn't pay attention to the Weibo follow-up, but it doesn't mean that the popularity will not ferment.

Especially after the cpfs screamed, someone picked up the details——

【Ah, ah, look at this!I played it in slow speed, here Brother Liang is wearing a ring on Ji Shao's neck! !And Ji Shao here is also wearing a ring on the hand that grabs his arm! !and!besides!When Ji Shao raised his head, his Adam's apple was exposed, here!here!This red mark!It's tooth marks... Hee hee hee cool brother! ! 】

[I am! ! 】

[Sister, you are the contemporary Leeuwenhoek! 】

[Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!Let me see who twisted into a maggot on the bed?It's me, that's okay! 】

[Aww, I'm crazy, I'm crazy]

【And this, this, this!Look at the obvious scratches on brother Liang's arm! !From this, we can infer how intense they went through...hehehe]

[I saw it!Does Ji Shao's ruthless grasp mean that he was also ruthless when he was caught?]

[Mom, I watched it again, I really blushed for no reason]

[When Brother Liang's voice spoke nasty words, I really, wow! 】

[Brother Liang is really astringent when he bites Ji Shao's mouth]

[Who will say that brother Liang doesn't understand the style in the future? I'm in a hurry! ! 】

Ji Pingyu and Liang Buyuan, who had already decided to cut off the Internet, dug out the snow shovel from the utility room.

Luckily today, the snow stopped, so we can go to the yard to build a snowman.

And because they didn't sweep the snow, now that they opened the gate, they could harvest snow that didn't reach their ankles and still go up a lot.

Ji Pingyu stepped in, stepping on the footprints left by Liang Buyuan who was walking in front.

He hooked his lips, first bent down and grabbed a handful of snow through his heavy gloves, and easily squeezed the loose snow into balls, and then took a shower and threw it over without complaint.

The snowball hit Liang Buyuan's back and exploded, leaving behind a pale white flower that melted, and some bits and pieces flew to the back of Liang Buyuan's neck, causing him to stop for a moment.

Liang Bukuan turned around and saw that Ji Pingyu had already caught the second snowball.

Then, before building a snowman, the two had a snowball fight for a while.

In the end, it was Ji Pingyu who had no strength because his waist was a little sore, so he simply pushed Liang Buyuan into the snow.

When he rushed forward, Liang Buyuan let go of the snowball in his hand and hugged him. In fact, a simple hug to Liang Buyuan could stabilize his figure.

Naihe Ji Pingyu first used the beauty trick, and kissed the cool lips in this icy and snowy scene. The heat between the two people's lips blended together, Ji Pingyu's fox eyes flashed a sly, and then he directly used his legs He bent his knees without complaining, and put him down on the snow.

Liang Bukuan lets herself fall down, not forgetting to protect Ji Pingyu from falling down on him.

Ji Pingyu fell directly into Liang Buyuan's arms, and Liang Buyuan was stuck in the snow, the snow was cold, and so was the air, but the temperature between their lips and teeth was scorching hot.

Ji Pingyu's elbow rested on the side of Liang Buyuan's head, he got up slightly and moved up, a little higher than Liang Buyuan, so that Liang Buyuan could raise his head to deepen the kiss.

In the end, because the snow was too cold, Liang Buyuan caught a glimpse of Ji Pingyu's ears turning red from the cold while taking a breath, so Liang Buyuan reluctantly ended, and hugged Ji Pingyu up: "Go into the house and warm it up."

He took off his gloves, and covered Ji Pingyu's ears with his still warm and dry palms, and Ji Pingyu couldn't help sighing immediately: "It's so warm."

Liang Buyuan paused slightly, his eyes darkened a bit.

Ji Pingyu didn't notice it, and after He Liangbuyuan entered the room, he began to take off his wet coat.

There are two seasons in the northern winter, indoors and outdoors. You need to be fully armed outside, and a T-shirt is enough at home.

When Ji Pingyu was taking off his sweater, he motioned for Liangbuyuan to pull the T-shirt inside for him.

Liang Buyuan reached out and grabbed Ji Pingyu's sweater.

Before Ji Pingyu could react, the thin black sweater was lifted by Liang Buyuan and brushed his head.

He raised his hand subconsciously, but Liang Buyuan obviously didn't help him, because the sweater stopped when it reached his forearm, Liang Buyuan saved his head from the darkness, and then directly used the sweater to easily lift Ji Ping Yuyu's hands were fixed above his head.

Ji Pingyu's eyes widened slightly, and before he could speak, Liang Buyuan kissed her directly.

Just now the aura of ice and snow still seemed to linger on the two of them, the moment the ice and fire merged, Ji Pingyu's whole body was folded in Liang Buyuan's arms and could not move.

In the end, Ji Pingyu didn't know whether he should be thankful that he was wearing thicker pants because he was going out to play in the snow, otherwise he would probably have bruised himself at the entrance.

Ji Pingyu's birthday was simple and relaxed. Although the snowball fight in the afternoon was absurd enough to have dinner, the snowman was still completed in the evening.

But it was Ji Pingyu who was sitting at the open door, enjoying the heat from the back, watching the cold without complaining.

His reason for not participating is also very simple.

There is one thing to say, cool and not too ruthless.

Therefore, those who are too ruthless in some places have to work hard to build two snowmen under Ji Pingyu's command, and even be dismissed by Ji Pingyu because they are not good at technology.

Liang neither complained nor angry, put the hat contributed by Ji Pingyu on the snowman's head, walked back, took off his gloves, and gently pinched Ji Pingyu with his hand that was hot from rubbing with the snow shovel face: "I'll practice more."

Ji Pingyu, who was inexplicably evoked some strange memory: "..."

"No." He said decisively: "There will be no chance in the future, we will go skiing in the future."

The reason for not going skiing this year is nothing more than that Fengbei in December is considered a tourist season. Even in major clubs, there are always many people. After all, Fengbei has no shortage of rich people.

Ji Pingyu didn't want to be disturbed by the onlookers for skiing, and he couldn't do anything to clear the field.

But Ji Pingyu is Mu Nanmu Feng who likes skiing very much.

Whether it's skis or sleds, he likes them all, especially the feeling when diving down. It's really cold, but it's also really cool.

He is a person who seeks excitement in his bones, otherwise he would not be able to learn skateboarding and parkour.

Ji Pingyu took out his mobile phone to take a picture of the two snowmen placed together, then he went into the room with Liang Buyuan satisfied, and closed the door again.

The hot pot at noon is the base material of Tom Yum Kung Fu. In the evening, it is replaced with a tomato pot, and we continue to cook the ingredients that have not been eaten at noon.

After eating, Ji Pingyu walked into the music room with great interest, and picked up the violin that he asked Ji Tingwan to dig out from home not long ago and send it by courier in the same city.

Liang Buyuan played the piano, and he played the violin, playing "Violin Concerto in D Major".

Ji Pingyu can play the violin since he was very young.

After all, in their family background, there will always be one or two musical instruments, for example Ji Tingwan can play the piano.

It's a joy to play with people you like.

Especially music is the field that Liangbuyuan loves.

After the two played for a while, Ji Pingyu put down his violin and nestled in the small sofa because he was a little tired.

Liang Buyuan just looked at him and moved his fingers suddenly.

His slender fingers danced on the black and white keys, and the slow but easier-sounding music flowed from his fingertips.

Ji Pingyu raised his eyebrows: "New song?"

Liang Buyuan nodded: "I have some ideas."

He paused slightly, and stroked the keys under his hand: "Do you want to write together?"

Ji Pingyu was very surprised: "Me?"

He really didn't expect that Liang Buyuan would send him such an invitation: "I don't know how to write songs..."

"I write the music, you write the lyrics."

"But I don't even know how to speak... let's go."

Ji Pingyu flinched a little: "I'm afraid I will lower your level."

Liang Buyuan's tone was flat: "Do you still remember what you said to me before?"

before?

Ji Pingyu recalled the topic related to this, and suddenly remembered that a long time ago, he had indeed told Liang Buyuan with a joke that if Liang Buyuan wrote a song and sang it himself, then let him write the lyrics.

Liang Buyuan didn't answer him at that time.

"My level is really not good enough." Ji Pingyu spread his hands: "There is a specialization in art, if you ask me to help you double the money in your card, I can do it, but you want me to write lyrics for real." A little difficult."

He is a pure science student.

Liang Buyuan insisted, "It's okay."

He said, "You write it, and leave it to me to revise and revise it."

Ji Pingyu was actually very moved, but he looked at Liang Buyuan who couldn't hold on, and chuckled softly: "So you want me to write?"

"Ah."

Liang didn't complain, and said the most beautiful love words for Ji Pingyu in the most flat tone: "I want to sing the song you wrote."

The author says:

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