Kuai Chuan is not a person

The program will arrange one-person interviews, and then the clips will be edited and broadcast. After a few people have dinner in the evening, the host will bring the cameraman to Chu Lan, intending to interview him.

But Chu Lan is coaxing Apple.

Wen Xi sat across from him, but didn't sit with him, and even sat next to Gu Zuo!

Wen Xi felt the angry and aggrieved eyes of the president, and turned a blind eye. If he sat with Chu Lan, this person would probably be jealous again. He actually sat face to face with Gu Zuo...

Little Apple: Ignoring Dafa is good.

The president doesn't know where to make Little Apple angry, is the ice cream not tasty enough?The usually soft apple has now turned into an angry red ball. Although the smile is the same as usual, but I always ignore the look I cast in the past.

It's just... the feeling of not taking him to heart.

What is Wen Xi paying attention to...

The president suddenly lost his mind.

But he was not discouraged, and continued to harass Little Apple. The wooden table was not wide. Chu Lan put his hand under the table and stretched it out, trying to pull Wenxi's hand, but just touched a little...

"Okay, now let's interview tonight's hero, Chu Lan!" The vigorous and loud voice of the hostess suddenly sounded, Wen Xi came back to his senses and sat down, and Chu Lan shrank back the little hand he just touched.

Chu Lan: "..."

The photographer following the photo looked at the scene of the two quietly holding hands under the table in the camera, speechless...

When the program is broadcast, there may be a mosaic here.

"Where did today's ice cream come from?" The hostess asked a good question, and the listless Chu Lan became more energetic.

"I played a game with the kid, and he lost to me." Chu Lan was frank, and added: "He lost very happily, and happily gave me the ice cream."

"Then why would you want to bring ice cream back?"

Chu Lan's eyes lit up, and she said flatteringly, "Because Wen Xi said it was hot."

……

Falling in love at public expense is really amazing, and everyone is speechless.

There were two smears of apple red on Little Apple's face. In order to seriously condemn Mr. Chu's bad behavior of falling in love at public expense, the director didn't ask the host to ask him any more questions, but turned to Shang Ze next to him.

Little Apple fell into the clouds, was bombarded dizzy by Mr. Chu's sugar-coated bombs, and before he knew it, Mr. Chu took his little hand and pulled them into the tent of the two of them.

It was cold at night, Wen Xi put on a red coat, blushes blushed on Bai Shengsheng's cheeks, and he looked at Chu Lan with glinting eyes.

It's exactly the same as the apple doll you gave me, Mr. Chu thought to himself.

The lights in the tent were orange, warm and ambiguous, Chu Lan's heart moved, and she couldn't help reaching out to wrap the little apple into her arms.

But was dodged.

Looking at her empty hands, Chu Lan finally couldn't help it: "What's wrong with you today?"

That tone was like a big cat abandoned by its owner. If Chu always used his ear skills, his ears would definitely droop at this moment.

Little Apple is still as cute as ever, but what he said made the CEO's heart sink: "Are we getting too close?"

Chu Lan hurriedly explained: "No."

Wen Xi pinched a corner of the quilt, struggling: "But Gu Zuo and Gu You are biological brothers. They never kiss good night, and they don't hug each other to sleep at night. Isn't it normal for us to be like this?"

Chu Lan felt a lump in her throat, and said against her will: "Everyone's way of getting along is different, and there is no standard for normal or abnormal."

But Little Apple was stubborn: "Don't always treat me like a child, I know it's wrong."

He paused, then added fuel to the fire: "If you marry a wife and have children in the future, can you still sleep with me and kiss good night every night?"

Chu Lan blurted out: "I don't want a wife."

Little Apple retorted: "There is no one who can spend a lifetime with a brother."

Mr. Chu was in a hurry: "You are not my real brother!"

Wen Xi looked up at him: "You said it yourself, you treat me as your own brother."

Chu Lan: "..."

Why does he have a feeling of shooting himself in the foot?

He saw Little Apple crawling into the quilt again, snorting and rolling himself up, with his back turned to him, with a low tone.

"I also want to sleep with you every day, I want a good night kiss, and I want a good morning kiss, but this is wrong."

Chu Lan opened her mouth, but said nothing.

There's nothing wrong with it... just as usual, right?

He calmed down and looked at the vast starry sky on the transparent roof of the tent. The night in the countryside was mysterious and vast, and every star was shining brightly, which made it possible for people to clear their minds and think quietly.

After thinking for a long time, Chu Lan finally understood the answer.

It is indeed wrong.

He can't confine Wen Xi by his side in the name of a good brother. If they have such a relationship, then he shouldn't be unhappy because Wen Xi doesn't care about him for a while or gets a little closer to others.

There is no brother who is so old... and still keeps the good night kiss.

Chu Lan thought of Wenxi's soft cheeks, which felt good to the touch, soft and sweet, like a ball of ice cream made of clouds, so he couldn't help but give Wenxi a good night kiss from the first day, every night Cheeky asks for a goodnight kiss.

Once you taste it, you can't get rid of it.

He didn't want to lose that good feeling at all.

It is even more impossible to hand it over to others.

However, to keep it, you can only... change the relationship between two people.

Wen Xi was not his younger brother in the first place, but he himself drew a circle on the relationship between the two of them, framing the distance between the two of them, which made him scratch his head and struggle hard not to cross the boundary.

Now he suddenly wakes up, as long as he jumps out of this box, Wenxi is right in front of his eyes...

within reach.

Even the breath they exhaled was entangled, and when he stretched out his hand, he could touch Little Apple's cheeks, eyes, lips, and everything...

The president looked at the sleeping little apple, thinking about all the sour love stories, struggling to choose the best one, and prepared to confess his love to the little apple when he got up early tomorrow morning.

"Tomorrow the two of us will go to the beach together, you and your boyfriend, and me and my boyfriend." The CEO sweetly fantasized and worried whether Little Apple would understand.

"Wake up and feel that I love you." A sentence in "Zhu Shenghao's Love Letter" should be very suitable for tomorrow morning.

"You are my little apple, I can't love you enough!" He must be too sleepy...

The president was full of romantic feelings, like a sugar on the tip of his tongue, and fell asleep sweetly. Because the dream was so beautiful, he woke up later than usual.

There was nothing around.

Chu Lan touched the still warm quilt beside her, and immediately got up to wash in a hurry, opened the tent, and ran to the cabin to find Wenxi.

When I got there, I saw Gu Zuo running around the house alone, and greeted him when he came: "Mr. Chu is so early."

"Did you see Wenxi?" Chu Lan asked.

"Oh, he went to the beach to watch the sunrise."

Chu Lan ran towards Linhai, the love words in his chest couldn't help but burst out, every sentence urged Chu Lan to run to their destination.

The sun rises in the east, the waves are surging, and the golden glow makes the figures on the beach warm and clear.

Wen Xi heard familiar footsteps and turned around.