roommate is big chirp girl

07

After taking the promotional photo requested by the client, Chu Dongyang took off his make-up, lazily fell into the recliner, and found the Weibo of the inverse function.

At present, singers who are good at pseudo-female voices are very popular in the cover circle. Chu Dongyang looked at the number of fans of the inverse function, and it has already exceeded [-], which is indeed relatively well-known.

According to the requirements on the other party's profile, he packaged the lyrics and demo and sent them to his mailbox, asking if he was interested in taking the song.

The other party hadn't replied yet, and Chu Dongyang was not in a hurry. He raised his hand and looked at his watch. The hour hand tremblingly pointed to five o'clock.

"Dongyang, let's eat hot pot together after get off work, do you want to go?" My partner muttered loudly from three meters away.

Chu Dongyang put away his mobile phone and began to organize his work bag: "No, someone at home is waiting."

"Fuck! Why didn't I know there was someone in your family?"

Not only him, other people in the studio heard gossip.

"The kid who just moved here is very good. Please be more reserved when you come here in the future."

Regardless of the uproar in the studio, Chu Dongyang hailed a taxi, still thinking in his mind, wondering if the child has gone home, and thinking about shopping with him.

Fang Han was on his way home at this time. He didn't know Chu Dongyang's taste, and the few dishes he bought were relatively homely, in case Chu Dongyang was not used to it.

He really likes this roommate. He is good-looking and knows how to take care of others. The landlord and elder sister also speak highly of him. He is very self-disciplined at first glance.

As the saying goes, people are more popular than people.If it wasn't for his college roommate being too sloppy, he wouldn't have found a confidant when he saw a clean and refreshing boy.

Moreover, his girlfriend is still Miss Yu!

Fang Han patted his face, barely suppressing the expression of admiration.

Back at the door, Fang Han took out his pockets...

Where are my keys?ヽ(#`Д)ノ

He searched back and forth several times, and he was sure that he left the key on the desk because he was in a hurry to go out in the morning.

Ashley!

Fang Han wailed, and squatted down on the steps helplessly, taking out his mobile phone to play games to pass the time.

As usual, I browsed the mailboxes, and among a pile of titles titled "Goddess (￣▽￣) asks for a cover of xxx", I suddenly found a serious email asking for a song.

These days, such serious people are rare!

Fang Han opened the text ecstatically, and was even more ecstatic to find that the theme song of this fan cos drama was written by his fan's natal CP, Yibo Yuntian Hero Gong and Demon Slutty Thief Shou!

I just don't know who can cosplay a ten-thousandth of Xiaoshou's style.

Fang Han controlled the urge to chatter, and responded briefly to the other party.

As soon as he pressed the send button, there was a pleasant voice in the corridor, which sounded familiar.

"Why are you squatting here?"

Chu Dongyang didn't expect to see a child squatting on the steps as soon as he got home, with fruits, vegetables and meat next to him. He was obviously in a miserable state of not being able to return home, and he could still make silly noises into his mobile phone.

Fang Han was pleasantly surprised: "You're back!" Then he complained bitterly, "I forgot the key at home, and thought you would come back later."

Chu Dongyang: "Why don't you ask the landlord to get the key?"

"Ah?" Fang Han was dumbfounded, and said again and again, "Ah!"

Chu Dongyang suppressed a smile and took out the key: "Get up, go home."

Fang Han wrinkled his face: "Leg, leg is numb..." (T▽T)

Chu Dongyang stretched out his hand helplessly.

08

Chu Dongyang's fingers were beautiful, slender and fair, with distinct joints. When he held Fang Han, he could clearly see the whole process of bending his fingers and the faint blue veins floating on the back of his hand.

So sexy (⊙o⊙)

For Fang Han, who was in the late stage of manual control, Chu Dongyang's hand was simply a textbook-level gun. He couldn't control his gaze at all, and kept glancing at Chu Dongyang's hand.

"What's the matter?" Chu Dongyang held him with one hand, lifted the shopping bag with the other hand, and weighed it, "What did you buy? It's quite heavy."

Fang Han just came back to his senses, and said in a trance: "I bought ribs, tenderloin, potatoes, winter melon, scallops... There are so many, do you have any taboos?"

This kid is pretty awesome!

Chu Dongyang was surprised in his heart, but kept his expression on the surface, and said lightly: "Except for not eating offal, I can accept everything else."

Fang Han suddenly showed a joyful expression: "I don't eat offal either!"

This taste is very suitable!

Chu Dongyang opened the door, helped him carry the ingredients to the kitchen, and asked politely, "Is there anything I can help you with?"

Because Chu Dongyang doesn't know how to cook, there are only the most basic household appliances in the kitchen. Fang Han checked it before asking casually, "What can you do?"

Chu Dongyang was a little ashamed: "Wash and chop vegetables. Although my mother always said that I didn't wash the vegetables cleanly, I cut the vegetables into different sizes..."

Fang Han turned his back to wash the ribs, his shoulders trembled.

Chu Dongyang sighed: "You can laugh if you want. I'm a real culinary novice. Before you came, I would eat with my friends or eat casually outside. Since I came here, the kitchen has never been fired. .”

Fang Han's mouth is faster than his brain: "Then isn't it your first time?"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he regretted so much that he just wanted to bite off his tongue...

Let you get carried away, let your mouth cheap!

Fortunately, Chu Dongyang was stunned for a few seconds, seeing Fang Han's head hanging lower and lower, wishing to get close to the ribs, the back of the ears turned red, it looked extraordinarily delicious...

"Cough!" He cleared his throat, and thoughtfully changed the topic, "Do you want to peel the potatoes? Let me do it."

Fang Han responded vaguely, let the pool open, and began to prepare winter melon and scallop soup.

When I turned my head and looked, the potato the size of an adult's fist had been peeled pitted, leaving two-thirds of it lying on the chopping board in shabby condition.

Fang Han: ...I thought I was just making me laugh.

He was very heartbroken, and said euphemistically: "Potatoes are not easy to cut, let me do it."

Chu Dongyang withdrew his hand embarrassingly: "Did I not help?"

Fang Han was embarrassed to dampen his enthusiasm for cooking, so he could only comment casually: "No, you cut it...it's okay."

Chu Dongyang didn't get any comfort from this perfunctory praise, and stepped back dejectedly.

Seeing that he was so depressed, Fang Han thought for a long time, and found the joke of his childhood: "When I was cooking for the first time, I mistook salt for sugar and poured four or five spoonfuls. My sister almost died of salt."

Chu Dongyang: "Forget it, don't comfort me. I am quite self-aware. I have been disabled for nine degrees in life. What my friends said is true."

Fang Han poured oil into the pan while cutting potatoes: "My sister doesn't know how to cook, she always slaves me..."

Suddenly, there was a loud explosion in the pot.

Fang Han was concerned about his newly bought shirt, and didn't dare to approach it: "Brother Dongyang, can I trouble you to find the apron? I didn't see it just now."

Chu Dongyang thought for a while: "There should be no such thing as an apron in the kitchen..."

"Then what should I do?" The pot was already hot, making a sizzling sound.

Chu Dongyang quickly turned around and said, "I'll take an old dress that I've worn. You can tie it up. Let's make it right."

Worn old clothes 0.0

09

Chu Dongyang didn't dare to delay, he ran back to the room quickly, opened the closet...

On one side are neatly hung private clothes, most of which are the latest models that have just been bought.

On one side is the favorite women's clothing, from cheongsam to cosplay, there are all kinds of styles.

It seems that there are no old clothes...

Chu Dongyang hesitated for a few seconds, picked out a long-sleeved piece at random, glanced across the women's dress, and quickly moved away.

In the kitchen, Fang Han had already cut the potatoes and was cooking the ribs. When he saw Chu Dongyang coming in, he exclaimed, "Isn't this dress a popular item this year?"

Chu Dongyang endured the pain and said, "Well, I don't like wearing it anymore."

Fang Han didn't have time to comment on this low-key behavior of flaunting his wealth, and the hot oil in the pot began to sizzle.

"Hey! Brother Dongyang, my hands are oily, can you help me tie them?"

Chu Dongyang responded, gestured with the clothes, and slowly looped around Fang Han's waist from behind.

During this process, the two got very close, and Chu Dongyang was a few centimeters taller than Fang Han. At this moment, as long as Chu Dongyang lowered his head slightly, he could kiss the top of Fang Han's hair.

Only then did Chu Dongyang realize how ambiguous his posture with Fang Han was. From the perspective of an outsider, it seemed that he was holding Fang Han in his arms...

They've only known each other for less than a day, but they seem to be the way old couples get along.

"Are you ready?" Fang Han asked carelessly without noticing the weirdness of the atmosphere.

Chu Dongyang regained his senses, speeded up his movements, and tied his sleeves with a slipknot.

Fang Han put down the ribs and stir-fried them, and took the time to turn his head to look at Chu Dongyang: "You go outside and wait, I'll do it by myself."

Chu Dongyang thought that keeping it would take up space, so he said kindly: "Then I will go back to my room to deal with some private matters. If you need help, just call me."

Posted on Weibo, cooperated with the studio's publicity, reposted the cosplay features of several colleagues, and praised a few words as usual.Then I opened the mailbox and started to deal with the commercial appointments.

Although Chu Dongyang is under the name of the "Second Fate" studio, as a senior cosplayer, there are still countless game endorsements, invitations to comic exhibitions, and large and small business cooperation.

In less than half a day, there were more than a dozen more emails in the inbox. Chu Dongyang refused, and his eyes fell on the last one.

It is Yue Ge's reply to the inverse function.

As expected, the other party agreed.

Chu Dongyang immediately announced the good news to everyone in the group, and the WeChat group immediately exploded with a bunch of voice commands, swiping the screen quickly.

It was the first time seeing his colleagues so excited, and Chu Dongyang couldn't help being a little interested in this false voice master.

Switch back to Weibo, quickly find the homepage of the inverse function, choose to follow.

Slide down the mouse, the first one is on top.

It's very simple, there is only one link, which is the music platform where he usually releases songs.

Chu Dongyang clicked on it, chose the most popular cover song, and after listening carefully, he was stunned with surprise.

If someone in the group hadn't said in advance that he was a boy, Chu Dongyang would never have imagined that the gentle and delicate female voice in the earphones was actually uttered by a man.

Moreover, this female voice is faintly familiar...

Chu Dongyang continued to browse down, and the homepage showed that Inverse Function had liked a resource blog in the morning, and the link was the recording and screen recording of his singing and chatting in Xiaowo last night.

Chu Dongyang didn't take it seriously, and clicked on it casually, ready to continue the dynamics of the traitor's anti-function.

After the electric current, a smiling male voice sounded.

More familiar than female voices.

It was as familiar as if I had just heard it before.