[Korean Entertainment] Love Master

"Is the school uniform advertisement filmed together?" Cui Minhao asked.

"Yes." Song Xiyuan nodded excitedly.

The brand that shot an advertisement together last year, because they shot My Knot together this year, they sent out an invitation to them again.

In fact, think about it, they are much better than other artists now.

At least, every month, there are so many chances to meet upright.

The closest is tomorrow.

Tomorrow there will be a shoot for me.

Thinking of this, Song Xiyuan's dissatisfaction immediately decreased a lot.

She ate happily.

There was no conversation for a while, and the room fell silent.

Song Xiyuan looked up at Cui Minhao.

He sat at the table and looked at her, hesitating to speak.

"What's wrong?" Song Xiyuan asked.

"You," Cui Minghao said, "you really have a very close relationship with the big seniors."

The tone was flat, and there was no dissatisfaction.

But Song Xiyuan's eyes are very familiar.

Several times, she looked at him meaningfully.

"Ha..." She laughed, "Are you jealous?"

Cui Minhao did not admit it.

"No..." he said, "just curious."

"I'm really close with the big brothers. Because they really helped me a lot." Song Xiyuan smiled, "But, friends are friends, boyfriends are boyfriends, the person I like now is you .”

Another straight hook.

The sweet words she blurted out really made his heart beat faster and he couldn't bear it.

However, there is no dislike.

Cui Minhao lowered his head, his red ears betraying him.

Song Xiyuan bit his spoon: "I also have a question I want to ask you, just ask it once, and you have to answer it honestly."

Her serious tone made Cui Minhao a little nervous.

A weakness is a weakness. Normally, he wouldn't get nervous so easily.

"You..." Song Xiyuan glanced at him from top to bottom, and the atmosphere was full of brewing, before he asked slowly, "With Zheng Xiujing..."

As soon as this topic started, Cui Minhao knew what she wanted to ask.

"No..." He immediately denied, "It's not what you think."

Song Xiyuan curled his mouth and said with a smirk: "What do I think? I haven't even said... Are you sure it's not what I think?"

"..." Cui Minhao showed a helpless expression again.

He had shown that expression too often in front of her.

But no way.

He was like a puppet on a string, and the string was in her hands, and he had to do whatever she wanted him to do.

"Don't you like her?" Song Xiyuan asked without teasing him for too long.

"No."

"What about Sister Song Qian?" Song Xiyuan raised his eyebrows, "It seems to be the ideal type."

"No..." Cui Minhao took a tissue and wiped the miso soup from the corner of her mouth for her.

Song Xiyuan took it and rubbed it casually: "Really? If you let me know that you are lying to me, I will be very angry."

"I won't lie to you..." Cui Minghao continued to answer with a good temper.

He was not a liar in the first place.

Song Xiyuan curled his mouth and smiled at him: "Okay, then this matter will be over, and I won't bring it up again in the future."

"..." So good, Cui Minhao stroked her hair.

Song Xiyuan was not touched and docile, but his eyes widened: "But you are not allowed to cuddle with other women from now on!"

Cui Minhao continued to touch and touch, and laughed again: "Why should I cuddle with other women."

"Winning celebrations," Song Xiyuan said, "high fives are the limit."

"Got it." Cui Minghao nodded.

"But," Song Xiyuan looked at him and asked, "If a girl takes the initiative to hug you, what will you do?"

How to do?

Cui Minhao had never thought about this kind of problem before.

Female idols are generally quite reserved.

However, it's really hard to predict exactly what will happen during the celebration.

"Don't know what to do?" Song Xiyuan felt his hand touching her head stop, so he simply pulled it down and held it in his hand, "Of course he just pushed her away."

"Push away?" Isn't that good?

Song Xiyuan rolled his eyes at him: "How much do you want to hug?"

"No," Cui Minghao explained to her, "but, it's very rude to push it away."

"Okay," Song Xiyuan nodded, as if accepting, and continued to give him crooked ideas, "Then you hug first, and tell me later, I will organize fans to scold her."

Cui Minhao: "..."

"Isn't that okay?" Song Xiyuan glanced at his expression, pouted his lips, and looked discouraged, "Well, you can just hug me, and I'll be sulky all my life."

This is also not acceptable.

Cui Minhao took her hand: "I will block it." He said to her, "If someone comes over, I will block her."

Hearing this, Song Xiyuan smiled happily: "I was just joking with you."

Are you kidding me again?

What are you kidding?

Was the ghost idea just a joke, or the question at the beginning was a joke.

These thoughts flashed through Cui Minhao's mind, and she had a smirk on her face.

"If someone throws himself into your arms, of course you have to hug him tightly!" Song Xiyuan patted Cui Minhao on the shoulder and laughed, "We won't suffer."

Why not suffer?

When she said it with such an expression and tone, he immediately felt that it was a disadvantage.

"What about you?" Cui Minhao asked back.

"What about me?" Song Xiyuan wondered.

Cui Minhao looked serious: "If another man wants to hug you..."

"Kick the ugly one away," Song Xiyuan replied without thinking, "He's handsome, of course...hehehe..."

Cui Minhao became more serious: "No."

Song Xiyuan laughed again: "Okay, I know." She touched his face with a smile, "Kick anyone who is ugly or handsome."

Cui Minhao looked at her for a while, sighed, and rubbed her head twice.

It's really useless to take her.

Song Xiyuan opened his arms to him: "Hug!"

She likes skinship very much.

Cui Minhao stood up, took her hand, and pulled her into his arms.

Song Xiyuan put his arms around his waist, hugged him quietly for a while, and then pulled him to the edge of the sofa: "I have cheering gifts from fans over here."

Just the gift bag on the couch.

She showed it to him while talking: "There is a pair of couple bracelets given by fans."

A classic from Tiffany&Co.

"Do you want to wear it?" Cui Minhao asked.

He wanted to wear it in his heart, but he habitually asked her first about everything.

"Wear it," Song Xiyuan bent the corners of his mouth towards him, "but it's going to be on the show tomorrow, so I can wear it all the time in an open and aboveboard manner."

"Okay." Cui Minhao nodded with a smile.

Song Xiyuan looked back at the wall clock, and asked again: "When are you leaving?"

"Soon." Cui Minhao replied.

As soon as the voice fell, the mobile phone in his pocket rang.

He took it out and took a look: "Brother Wen Liu."

The text message is to urge everyone to gather earlier.

"Hmm..." Song Xiyuan said, um, he was really disappointed, "Then you go."

Cui Minghao hugged her again: "See you tomorrow."

"Well... see you tomorrow." She gently tugged at the hem of his clothes with her fingers, and she sighed again, "Oh, you are so kind and simple, without me by your side, I'm really afraid that you will be killed by others." Bully."

I'm thankful you don't bully me.

This is Cui Minghao's heartfelt voice.

Who else would bully him.

In addition, he was so innocent only in front of her.

Filled with helplessness, Cui Minhao couldn't help but curled the corner of his mouth and kissed her forehead.

After Cui Minghao left, Song Xiyuan cleaned up the table and started to do homework.

After writing for a while, I received a call from Li Yuxian.

The time goes back to 5 minutes ago, and the screen jumps to Big's dormitory.

Li Yuxian also got up, without a schedule, and slumped on the sofa.

Quan Zhilong came out of his room.

The appearance is similar to that of Song Xiyuan who just woke up.

Her hair was so messed up that it flew up, and her clothes couldn't match the trendsetters at all.

The dark circles under the eyes are several levels worse than Song Xiyuan's.

It's not that I didn't sleep well, it's that I didn't sleep all night, and I was writing songs in my room.

When I came out to look for food, I saw Li Yuxian on the sofa, so I floated towards him again and kicked him.

"When did you wake up?" He asked, "Did you call Xi Yuan?"

Li Yuxian put his feet back, sat upright, and looked confused: "Why are you calling Xiyuan?"

"Ah," Quan Zhilong frowned, "Shouldn't you care about the wine we drank with us yesterday? I'm always worried about letting Cui Minhao take her away like that."

How else could he be the captain, he was born with a caring heart.

"Xiyuan is already an adult." Li Yuxian said.

Adults should be responsible for their actions.

Quan Zhilong's brows did not drop at all: "Ah, no matter how she is an adult, she is still a girl."

"..." There is some truth to what you said, but if you call now, if you disturb someone's good business...

But it is very difficult for the captain to change his mind when he has made up his mind.

There was no other way, Li Yuxian took out his mobile phone, pursed his lips, dialed Song Xiyuan, and pressed the speakerphone very thoughtfully.

"Brother!" Song Xiyuan's angry voice came from the other end of the phone after a while.

The spirit doesn't look like a hangover at all.

"Are you up?" Li Yuxian asked.

"Yes," Song Xiyuan said with a grin, "or are you talking in your sleep?"

I'm in a good mood.

Li Yuxian turned his head to look at Quan Zhilong, and then asked, "Aren't you with Cui Minhao?"

"Oh, brother Minhao, he went back to the company for training."

"Well," Li Yuxian glanced at Quan Zhilong again, coughed, and asked, "Did you take him down last night?"

"Take it?" Song Xiyuan laughed, "Why do you say it so harshly, this matter is obviously a mutual gratification, and it will happen naturally."

"Ha..." This idiom is used, Li Yuxian said with a dry smile, "Congratulations."

"Congratulations!"

The two exchanged a few more pleasantries before hanging up the phone.

Li Yuxian held the phone, looked at Quan Zhilong, his eyes said, hey, you heard everything.

Quan Zhilong's brows were loosened, and his expression was difficult to distinguish between joy and sorrow.

He glanced at him lightly and said, "You can really meddle in your own business."

Then he turned around and continued looking for something to eat.

"..." In Li Yuxian's heart, the word grievance was capitalized.

Who is meddling, who wants to meddle, who the hell asked him to meddle today!

作者有话要说：gdiu8893扔了1个地雷投掷时间:2016-08-2022:52:33

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