What should I do if I personally disassembled my fan's CP! [Entertainment]

Qiao Nian's small face, which was as big as a slap, seemed to have been slapped.

The facial expressions vividly interpret the seamless transition from fright to surprise and from surprise to anger.

Zhuang Yan saw that she was about to go berserk and turn into a barrage girl. Lines of colorful barrages all over her body flew by like a gust of wind, but it was not difficult to find a few lines of national curses in capital letters and bold.

He couldn't help but whispered a word of persuasion: "Pay attention to the barrage etiquette."

Then I saw Qiao Nian swallowing a piece of steamed bun that choked his throat as if acting like nothing, first his face suffocated, and then he suddenly got lucky, squeezed out a suspiciously shy smile, and said happily: "Why are you here. "

The gold-rimmed glasses fixed her eyes on Qiao Nian, walked over slowly, looked around Qiao Nian carefully, then stretched out her fingers to push her eyes, and began to look into her eyes and ponder.

Zhuang Yan recalled the incident of falling out of favor that Qiao Nian complained about before, and thought that he would not do it. If this man flew over to say goodbye...it would be better than some faceless WeChat/letter who just said "finish" and then pulled Men who are not seen in the dark are more responsible, and they can be regarded as good funders of socialism.

Bah, bah, bah, don't look at Qiao Nian's hard-talking at that time, he will definitely be very sad, but he won't comfort people either...

Qiao Nian probably thought the same way, the smile on her face was almost unbearable, a generation of goddesses were pushed down by the gold master because of blackness, so she can still be messed up.Sure enough, the man is just looking for an excuse if he is tired of playing, or such a clumsy excuse.

She was about to burst into tears as she thought about it, and she gritted her teeth, not wanting to be ashamed, and pushed back fiercely.

"Has Secretary Zhang sent you money this month?" Gold-rimmed glasses asked softly.

It's over, it's over, Zhuang Yan said in his heart, the property needs to be liquidated.

Qiao Nian sneered, raised his chin, and replied noblely and coldly: "I hit you, why, do you want me to pay you back? That's fine, anyway, I just saw you for the first time this month, and I haven't..."

The gold-rimmed glasses covered Qiao Nian's mouth mercilessly, frowning slightly as if she thought she was noisy, and swallowed all the words she hadn't finished before saying: "Improper maintenance, you should refund 20.00% .”

Zhuang Yan: "..." It's so difficult for my mother to be close to the money owner, and the money owner is too stingy, capitalism exploits the working people in bed so viciously, and 20.00% of the money will be deducted if you get tanned!

Qiao Nian looked completely stupid and didn't realize it. He might be used to the gold-rimmed glasses, so he withdrew his hand, looked down at the lipstick imprint on the palm of his hand, put it to his lips and kissed it: " Where do you live, I will come to you at night."

Qiao Nian was still down, and the gold-rimmed glasses looked at Zhuang Yan again. Zhuang Yan thought for a while, and felt that Qiao Nian always complained that the donor made her dry enough. If there was a chance of rain and dew, he probably wouldn't blame him for meddling. Nosy.

Zhuang Yan: "308, take the stairs to the first room on the right."

The gold-rimmed glasses nodded politely: "Thank you." Then they dispersed from the yard with a group of whirring people.

Qiao Nian followed Zhuang Yan to the set flickeringly, with one foot deep and one foot shallow, his face full of endless confusion: "Why did he come here suddenly? Isn't he, isn't he busy with a new love? Could it be? The new one becomes old again, and I, the older one, will be negative and positive, and I can feel the taste again?"

Listening to her babbling, Zhuang Yan couldn't help complaining: "Why do you talk like a cow chewing its cud, so disgusting."

Qiao Nian rolled his eyes at him, and spat: "Passionate love doesn't know the pain of losing love. It's good to eat something. Just shut up."

Zhuang Yan: "...???" In love, who is in love?I am in love?Who am I in love with?

Zhuang Yan also closed his mouth, all he could think about was Qiao Nian seeing that he liked Xu Qie?Was he that obvious?Did others see it too?Then Xu Qixing can also see it...

And he's not in love, he's unrequited love.

When filming, Qiao Nian was not in good condition and ng frequently, Wang Ruofeng's loudspeaker wanted to roar into the sky.

Zhuang Yan was also always distracted, suspiciously deducing his recent behavior and Xu Qixing's reaction repeatedly in his mind. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that the expected disgust and resistance did not appear, but he seemed to be enjoying it?

Unconsciously, he made a four-bow gesture with one hand, and sighed in his heart, "No, this person is a no."

Yu Yaoguang half-lyed on the chair next to him, took a sip of chrysanthemum tea leisurely, looked at this and then at that, the two wandering souls were exactly the same, he couldn't help but tease: "What's the matter with you two? Ah, I haven't recovered from it for so long, are we together?"

Zhuang Yan was excited: "I'm not, I'm not, don't talk nonsense."

Yu Yaoguang was so amused by him, covered his mouth and coughed twice: "You are too quick to get rid of the truth, if sister Qiao knows, you can't be angry. But you don't like the kind of dream lover like sister Qiao, you Your eyes are so high."

Zhuang Yan thanked Qiao Nian for his flattery in his heart, and responded tactfully: "That's not true, I have a different vision."

Yu Yaoguang bent his eyes and handed him a box of yam tablets, made another cup of tea, cast his eyes on the shooting scene, and said in a casual tone as if talking about today's weather: "Do you like men?"

Zhuang Yan took a sip of chrysanthemum tea and choked in his throat: "Ahem, cough, cough, cough."

Yu Yaoguang stretched out his hand, patted him on the back over Xiaobai, and clicked his tongue: "Oh, it's been 9012, what's the big deal, I like men too."

Zhuang Yan coughed and paused: "...???" No, don't people nowadays even go through the process of "I'll tell you a secret" before they get their hearts out?There is no chance for people to choose not to listen!

Zhuang Yan didn't say yes, and he was too embarrassed to say no against his conscience, so he could only avoid the seriousness and asked deliberately: "Do you like Han Ling?"

Yu Yaoguang showed a surprised expression, and quickly waved his hands: "No, brother Ling is just my senior brother." Then he added with a meaningful smile: "I don't dare to like anyone anymore. "

Zhuang Yan: "..." What does this mean, what is "again", it means you liked it, it sounds like there is no good end yet.

He didn't open his mouth to ask, and he felt that there was probably no need to ask. Isn't it obvious who it is.

He really wanted to know how the two of them broke up so ugly, but he and Yu Yaoguang had only exchanged shallow conversations, and he couldn't ask such a gossip topic...

Oh, of course, the main reason was that Yu Yaoguang would not tell him the truth.

The bgm in my ears keeps echoing: We sit beside the blue sea (grain pile) and listen to our ex-boyfriend talking about the past~

Qiao Nian was called back by the loudspeaker, but Zhuang Yan was still floating in the sea.He began to think again, what kind of thunder did Yu Yaoguang step on to make Xu Qixing cut off the intimacy in the past so indifferently.

He felt that he had to be more cautious when walking, not seeking haste but seeking stability.

Even if they couldn't be together, he would rather be friends than hate each other from now on, thinking that each other is full of scars.

The draft was not finished in half an afternoon, and Zhuang Yan couldn't hold his thoughts and couldn't find the status. He and Wang Ruofeng asked for leave to go back to the code, agreed to the deadline, and promised that they would never delay the progress.Wang Ruofeng didn't make things difficult for him, he raised his hand and let him go.

Zhuang Yan walked a long way before realizing that he had walked a long way through the door of the hotel without knowing it, and was already halfway along the coastal path.

He rubbed his head vigorously to wake himself up, and don't show his feet before he is ready.

He rubbed his face again, collected himself, and then strode back to the hotel, trotting again as he walked.

When he ran upstairs to Xu Qixing's door in a hurry, he put on a relaxed and happy smile on purpose, took the phone to the front and repeatedly confirmed the arc, as if he had nothing to worry about, and then raised his hand to knock on Xu Qixing's phone door.

Suddenly there was an impatient growl from inside: "Since I don't like it no matter how you look at it, why do you insist on watching it! I don't chase after your stingy compliments anymore, don't you understand!"

The door panel in front of him suddenly slammed, something slammed over, and then shattered to the ground.

A small splinter burst half way through the crack in the door.

Zhuang Yan was taken aback by this sudden shock, and withdrew his outstretched hand, hesitating for a moment whether to knock on the door.He thought about the anger and disappointment in the tone of that sentence, and felt that Xu Qixing definitely didn't want to be seen in a panic that he hadn't calmed down yet.

Standing with downcast eyes, there was suddenly the sound of striding footsteps coming from the door. Before he could hide in a hurry, the wooden door in front of him was pulled open with a swipe. The two of them looked at each other, feeling uncomfortable for a moment. .

Xu Qixing bent down to pick up the fragments of the back cover of the mobile phone that had collapsed in half, and picked up the beads on the wrist that were accidentally thrown out when he threw the mobile phone next to him. It went well? It ended quite early."

Zhuang Yan also pretended that he had never heard the scene just now, and complained to him with a smile: "No, Mr. Qiao is old today, and Director Wang scolded me so much that my head would explode, so hurry up and hide...you burned again this afternoon. ?"

Xu Qixing turned sideways to let him see half of the medicine disappeared from the bedside table, and the ibuprofen still lying there quietly: "No."

Zhuang Yan couldn't help seeing the mess in the house, the scattered suitcases were all open, and things were scattered everywhere, and a sullen guess suddenly came to him: "You, you are leaving? "

Xu Qixing was stunned for a moment, coughed, turned around and hastily closed the boxes: "No, just looking for something."

He was alone in the afternoon like a prisoner. He glanced at the calendar and found that Zhuang Yan's birthday was less than two days away, and he didn't even have any idea of ​​giving a gift, so he scratched himself again in annoyance Useless suitcases - what kind of crap!

Cake is a must-have at all, and he can't think of what to buy. Originally, he planned to give him a spring night with his body. Hello, me, hello, everyone, this is the gift that adults need.

But now he thought of it.

The author has something to say:

Thank you Bududubaby for vigorously irrigating the nutrient solution!

I don’t know if you would mind if there is a romance part, but this part of Qiao Nian is what I want to give the lovely young lady a good ending, so I probably won’t write a lot in the future~