Hanyu's former boyfriend club

A few days later, after Jiang Xijian finished his ci, An Chuxin came to his studio.I saw her sitting on the swivel chair with slender legs, hanging her legs up, her delicate body sinking into the chair, as lazy as a cat.

Eyes on the notebook with lyrics written in the left hand, the index finger of the right hand is bent, and the knuckles are tapped on the glass tabletop, plotting the rhythm in the heart.

"How is it?" Jiang Xijian leaned back on the swivel chair.The neck is raised proudly, the eyes are fixed on the front, the corners of the mouth are slightly curved, and the knuckles of the slender index finger are clearly and slightly white.

As a musician, he is confident in himself, after all he has made so many songs.

Although Jiang Xijian had already read the outline on the night when Jiang Xijian was drunk, An Chuxin still pretended to be happy, and nodded slightly with a curved mouth, but the smile did not reach his eyes, "Not bad...then start recording."

For a moment, Jiang Xijian was a little stunned. After touching his head, he slowly asked, "Don't you need to prepare something?"

"No need, I believe you." An Chuxin stroked the water glass away, feeling slightly cool, and drank the water in the glass in one gulp, his eyes were shattered with crow eyelashes.

Nodding for a while, Che's eyes were no longer hazy, only fierce.

In the afternoon, she and Jiang Xijian came to the company's recording studio, and the two recorded separately. The deep and charming male voice is Jiang Xijian's unique timbre.

When she came to her part, she first bowed to the sound engineer to show her goodwill, and then entered the studio with the paper materials on which the lyrics were written.

She tuned the echoes a few times first, then carefully placed the materials on the shelf and flipped through them.Although only the lyrics need to be sung.

After a while, the recording kicked off.After nodding to the teacher to indicate that it is time to start, I put on the earphones and hold the radio in my hand.

Under the incandescent lamp, the curled eyelashes cast a large shadow on the eye sockets, and the thick and dark lip color is slightly pale due to fatigue, which makes people feel distressed.

His eyes were so focused, he quietly watched the words displayed on the screen.Probably only people who are close by can hear that she is consolidating the lyrics.

With a gesture from the sound engineer, she deliberately lowered her voice, which was originally very clear, and suddenly became deep, magnetic and seductive. The song sang as if it was telling a story softly with a low and gentle voice.

Entering the chorus part, a confident rap is ushered in, with a naughty smile on the corners of the lips, release the hand pressing the earphone, and the fingertips sway slightly when singing rap lightly, the ending of the last word is elongated, and the voice appears hoarse when the voice line is pressed down .

After the first pass, I recorded the second pass and the third pass and continued to make revisions according to the teacher's request. After several times, I was tired and impatient.

Jiang Xijian didn't leave the recording studio until his pale face was seen, "As a singer, you should take good care of your voice." Listening to Jiang Xijian's concern, he smiled shyly.

The recording of the song was completely over in the evening, and after saying goodbye to Jiang Xijian, we left the warm indoor environment. In the afterglow of the setting sun and the gentle breeze, the sound of the wind passing through the treetops made a rustling sound. Looking up at Tiantian, he realized that it was getting late.

The afterglow in the evening is beautiful, and the people passing by are bustling and noisy. The long gray hair is lifted by the cool evening wind, reflecting the gorgeous and poignant appearance of the neon lights. Touching the faint glow with your fingertips feels hot.

Perhaps because she didn't eat lunch, her stomach sent out a signal of protest.

The colic was coming and going, and the pain was getting worse and worse, as if she was punishing her for her irresponsible behavior to her body, so she bit her lip and walked on bravely.

The footsteps accelerated and turned to the corner, but it seemed that he had hit something. He lost his balance and staggered for half a step.

An Chuxin wanted to be annoyed but was suppressed by the smile of the young man in front of him, "Sorry, are you okay?"

Just about to wave her hand to say goodbye, but when she raised her hand, the pain in her palm made her cry out accidentally, and she saw blood oozing from the injured palm, and her ankle was also aching.

The boy on the opposite side was embarrassed, and after seeing An Chuxin's face, he bowed and apologized in a panic, and whispered softly: "Senior, our dormitory is not far away, why don't you go and deal with it?"

I wanted to refuse but I couldn't help the young man's enthusiasm, so I dragged her into the dormitory.Along the way, she slowly realized that he was Wang Jiaer's teammate Jin Youqian, no wonder he looked familiar when she saw him eating barbecue last time.

After pushing open the door, the young man covered his face with willow-leaf slender brows and smiled with crescent moon eyes, revealing a joking tone: "Welcome senior to our dormitory."

What caught people's attention was Wang Jiaer who was looming behind him. He seemed to have just taken a bath, wearing shorts and a bathrobe. His hair that hadn't been straightened was flowing down his neck. The bathrobe on his body was loose, revealing his thin chest. Muscle contours are faintly visible

He happily greeted the young man, "Youqian, you're back." When the young man called out, "Brother, you go to the bedroom first."

He just noticed An Chuxin standing at the door, and only saw her dimples appearing on her cheeks with a smile, but she was not in a hurry to speak, and looked at her with slightly raised eyebrows, her eyes were very seductive and sexy.His cheeks were slightly flushed, and he quickly hid in the bedroom.

After putting on his shirt, Wang Jiaer and his teammates returned to the living room, after hearing Jin Youqian explain the whole thing.

She was sitting on the sofa, her skin and flesh could be seen in extreme pain, but Wang Jiaer's eyes were full of distress, and he quickly brought the medicine kit and put a Band-Aid on her. She didn't know what to say, but just touched it her head, hoping to soothe the pain.

Standing behind Wang Jiaer, Duan Yien's face changed obviously, it seemed that he rarely saw his relatives so gentle.Resting the back of his hand on his eye sockets, he stroked his hair, but remained silent as usual.

As the team leader, Lin Zaibum was apologizing for Jin Youqian, lowering his eyelids slightly, smiling lightly, and nodding his head in apologetic words, which seemed to be full of sincerity but obviously favored his youngest member.

The peacemaker Park Zhenrong also chimed in, saying that he was ignorant in his busy schedule.

Listening to the noisy voices of the boys, she leaned back on the chair and frowned slightly, rubbing her temples, her lips moved slightly, but finally covered up everything in her heart.

She obviously didn't blame the boy, but so many people helped him.

Noticing her discomfort, Wang Jiaer's face felt a little embarrassed, staring at that pretty face, and said from forehead to chin: "Chu Xin, are you okay?"

"Do you have stomach medicine?" She really couldn't hold on, her face changed, her brows were tightly frowned, her lips turned white.

Hearing her voice, Cui Rongzai quickly found stomach medicine, poured a glass of boiling water and handed it to Wang Jiaer.

He carefully put a pillow behind her, watched worriedly, and after feeding her medicine and drinking boiled water, he stretched out his hand and patted her back lightly, seeing that she seemed to be in severe pain, and his mood gradually eased. It's getting worse.

He held the water glass in his hand and rolled it back and forth. The cool feeling spread into his palm, he raised his head and took a sip, trying to drive away the restlessness in his body.

"Brother, senior just drank from that cup." Wang Jiaer choked on Jin Youqian's exclamation, and coughed uneasily.

After a while, he pretended nothing happened, put the cup on the table, reached out and gently rubbed the person's stomach, softly comforting her, hoping that she could bear it for a while.

He pursed his lips and smiled, gently covered her with the quilt, tucked the corners of the quilt, and said, "Chuxin, let's take a break first."

Shaking his hand to signal his teammates to enter the bedroom, he sat on the chair and looked at An Chuxin who was gradually falling asleep, stretched out his hand to gently pinch her face, and carefully played with her eyelashes.

Feeling that the man in front of her breathed shallowly and hit her face stiffly and warmed, she felt a little itchy, her eyelids trembled uncomfortably, but she didn't wake up after all.

He stared at the person in front of him, looked at her with burning eyes, and walked towards each other with his legs apart.

The cool air conditioner and the soft quilt made the young man sleep soundly. He seemed to hear faint footsteps in a daze. He rolled over and covered his entire face with the quilt. The quilt was rolled into a ball and ignored the noise around him.

He sat up slightly when he heard a male voice next to his ears, his closed eyes did not open for a long time, and he slowly opened them after hearing his words, "Uh, what if the porridge is cold if you don't wake up?"

The finely cooked porridge was still slightly warm, and Wang Jiaer was still holding a spoon and wanted to feed it to her.

An Chuxin stepped back a bit, Wang Jiaer's eyes darkened, but she still handed the spoon to her to drink.

An Chuxin took the porridge bowl, the temperature was ironed, neither cold nor hot, the thin rice in the bowl was white, mixed with a little minced meat and chopped green onion, scooped with a spoon and mixed with crab legs, it was so delicious that it was as big as an index finger move.

She took a spoonful of porridge and stuffed it into her mouth, lowered her head quietly to drink the porridge, sipped the rice grains in the porridge and thought about something: "The porridge is so good, I want to take you home."

With a smile on his lips, the speed of drinking the porridge did not slow down at all, and he drank it all in a short while.

An Chuxin got up and hooked his chin closer, leaned closer and said softly: "Really don't think about it?" The voice was extremely low, and the ending was slightly raised, which was very tempting.

"But Zhenrong cooked the porridge." Wang Jiaer tilted his head and pretended to be wronged, with a half-coquettish tone.

Pu Zhenrong stood sideways at the kitchen door and looked at the bewildered expression of Wang Jiaer, as well as the sweet and ambiguous atmosphere between the two of them. For some reason, there was a feeling that he was redundant. The wooden door creaked with the sound of footsteps, and he walked into the bedroom .

An Chuxin slightly raised her eyebrows and chatted with the other party for a while, looked at the clock and looked at the sky outside, it seemed that it was getting late, but when she was about to say goodbye, the other party spoke first.

Wang Jiaer grabbed the sleeves of her clothes with two fingers and shook them lightly. He smiled innocently, showing the rows of white teeth on his lips. He looked into the other's eyes with a slightly hoarse voice: "Is Chuxin going back? you."

"No need, I'll just go back by myself." As he spoke, he patted his shoulder and stood up, shaking his body slightly, rubbing his head and bending over to look at him.Curling the corners of his mouth, he retracted his eyes without a trace.

The figure of BamBam passed by in the bedroom, and he shouted to Wang Jiaer: "Brother Jackson, can you buy me a bottle of Coke?"

Wang Jiaer turned his head, looked at An Chuxin, pretended to be helpless and said that there was no way.

It was already very late at night, and the two of them were walking on the road. Occasionally, a few melodious melodies of old songs came from the record store beside the road. Wang Jiaer was stunned for a long time watching the traffic on the road, and then he smirked again, with A taste of happiness.

An Chuxin raised her hand to cover her cheek in a daze, and asked in a low voice with a charming smile on the corner of her mouth, "What are you laughing at?"

"Because... and Chuxin are together."