Little Tsing Yi always teases me live [Ancient Wear Today]

The weather in the early autumn night is cool, and the stars are dotted in the night sky. The light of the stars makes people look up and indulge.

The stream next to the vegetable garden flows from the back mountain, passing through countless stones and gaps, the water flow is clear and thin, and under the moonlight and starlight, there are faint clear water waves.

Yu Shengye walked slowly, with a smile on his lips.

He has sword eyebrows and star eyes, and his eyes are very beautiful. Unlike Chu Qian, he seems to look at everyone with that kind of affectionate appearance, but he is too affectionate. Fans often ridicule his appearance as a template for a scumbag boss.

Among the guests in the pastoral affairs, except for Chu Qian, Fang Wuqiu has the best relationship with Yu Shengye. Yu Shengye is warm-hearted and sculptor, and often helps him.

Fang Wuqiu was very relaxed when he was with him, so he was taken to sit by the stream at this moment, and he didn't think much about it.

"The weather is really nice today, it's refreshing, and it's so comfortable." Fang Wuqiu sighed while sitting on the rocks by the stream.

There are street lights on the side of the vegetable garden, and the ground can be seen clearly. Yu Shengye saw Fang Wuqiu's slender and white hands when he was watering, and the picture of him sitting on a rock with his cheeks in his hands and laughing.

Yu Shengye's eyes changed.

He smiled, seemingly unintentionally, and said, "Xiaoqiu, the recording will end in three days, and I suddenly feel a little reluctant. It really makes me very happy to meet you when I come to Tianyuan. We are friends, right?"

"Of course." Fang Wuqiu nodded solemnly: "We are friends now and from now on."

He doesn't have many friends, so getting to know Yu Shengye this time is an unexpected joy of work.

Hearing his firm tone, Yu Shengye had mixed feelings in his heart. He turned his head, looked at Fang Wuqiu's face, and asked tentatively, "What if...Xiao Qiu, what if I don't just want to be your friend?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yu Shengye's hand on the stone moved slowly to the side, and gently touched Fang Wuqiu's hand.

Fang Wuqiu flicked his hands away in shock, and suddenly opened his eyes: "Brother Yu...you?" He didn't have time to think about it, he hurriedly got off the stone, his hands clenched into fists and hanging down at the seam of his trousers, don't open your eyes, don't you? I would like to see Yu Shengye.

He pretended he didn't hear what Yu Shengye said just now, and changed the subject: "Brother Yu, it's already late, I think we'd better go back."

Yu Shengye became anxious, and approached him with disbelief: "Xiaoqiu, don't avoid the topic, we get along very well recently, don't we? I don't want to be just your friend. , can go on in the future.”

The more he said, the more exaggerated and straightforward he became.

Fang Wuqiu didn't expect Yu Shengye to have such thoughts about him, so he stopped him in a hurry, shook his head and said firmly: "Impossible, Brother Yu, I don't like you."

"Xiao Qiu, you..." Yu Shengye raised his eyes in astonishment.

He never thought that Fang Wuqiu would be so sure of what he said without leaving any room for it. Although he had only been together for a few weeks, based on his understanding of Fang Wuqiu, it was absolutely impossible for the other party to say such a thing.

How can he not know how gentle Fang Wuqiu is, he is considerate, considerate and calm, even if he really doesn't like it, he wouldn't say such decisive words.

Yu Shengye was confused for a moment, and murmured: "Xiao Qiu, don't I have a chance at all?"

Fang Wuqiu laughed suddenly, shook his head, and said word by word: "Brother Yu, I am happy to be a simple friend, but it transcends the boundaries of friends, and I will not have more contact with you...It is very late, goodbye."

He turned around after speaking.

"Wait!" Yu Shengye's heart tightened, and he quickly stopped him.

Fang Wuqiu's footsteps stopped.

"Xiaoqiu, do you like Chuqian?" The person behind said suddenly, with a very ordinary tone, but Fang Wuqiu felt a chill down his back.

Unable to restrain himself, he turned his head and looked directly at Yu Shengye, with a little panic in his voice: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Yu Shengye's eyes were quite sure, he took two steps forward and approached him, and said slowly: "I'm not talking nonsense, I can see clearly what happened this time, not only you like Chu Qian, but Chu Qian likes you even more. I He thinks he is not as good as him, so he wants to confess to him first, Xiao Qiu, so what if he likes you, he dare not make an official announcement, dare not lose those tens of millions of fans because of you."

When Yu Shengye said this, Fang Wuqiu was stunned for a moment, realizing that he was wrong.

Where Chu Qian didn't dare to make an official announcement, it was clearly him.

In the ear, Yu Shengye's voice continued to sound, "But I am different, Xiao Qiu, you are with me, no matter what happens, I will depend on you and put you first. What Chu Qian can't do I can do it all." The more he said, the louder his voice was.

Fang Wuqiu was dumbfounded.

What are these things.

Not to mention that outsiders should not be allowed to interfere in the private affairs between himself and Chu Qian, Yu Shengye's self-serving "oath" left him speechless.

But Yu Shengye got excited: "Do you know how I found out? That day, when he retweeted the official Weibo, how could someone like Chu Qian take the initiative to retweet you and make friends with you? His purpose Simple and straightforward, nothing more than setting up a cp with the trend? That's right, among the five of us, Ning Ci and Qi Yuyao are a couple, if he takes the initiative to show his favor to you, when the show is broadcast, the wind direction will definitely change..." He lowered his voice Laughing softly, he laughed at himself: "After all, it's the first time for an actor as arrogant and ruthless as Chu Qian to show affection to a guest, so fans can't think too much about it."

"So I immediately forwarded his Weibo, I just wanted to prevent Chu Qian from getting what he wanted!"

He spoke excitedly, Fang Wuqiu never thought that such a trivial matter could be interpreted so much.He sighed and said calmly, "You're thinking too complicated, Brother Yu, the matter between me and Chu Qian has nothing to do with you."

Yu Shengye suddenly asked loudly: "Then tell me now, do you like him or not?!"

Like it, he likes it, but he didn't want to tell Yu Shengye, Fang Wuqiu became dull because of this, and he didn't say the words Zhang Zhangzui.

This actually made Yu Shengye secretly happy, and he smiled: "You are hesitant, so you don't like him! Xiaoqiu, since you don't like him, why can't you give me a chance?"

Fang Wuqiu didn't understand his brain circuit, and said truthfully: "What are you talking about, what does it have to do with giving you a chance if you don't like it? What's the next best thing? Brother Yu, you're drunk."

"I only had one drink at dinner, how could I be drunk?" Yu Shengye grinned, "It's you who kept me awake."

The last few words came from Yu Shengye's voice in a low voice, so it sounded like it was covered with a veil of intoxication. Faced with danger, Fang Wuqiu's expression suddenly changed.

He and Yu Shengye couldn't make any sense, so they turned around and wanted to leave.

Seeing this, Yu Shengye gritted his teeth and immediately rushed up to hug him: "Xiao Qiu, listen to me..."

"Let go!" Fang Wuqiu's body trembled, without hesitation, he stomped on his feet decisively.

Yu Shengye let out a "hiss", and was forced to let go just after holding him for less than two seconds, with an ugly expression on tiptoe: "Xiao Qiu, Xiao Qiu! Would you rather keep secret for the rest of your life and like Chu Qian? Like a mouse hiding in a gutter, out of sight?"

"You are too extreme, Yu Shengye, I have never thought of that before, and you are not qualified to intervene." Fang Wuqiu twitched the corners of his mouth, turned his face away, and said angrily: "You go, there are still three days to record, I don't want to make it too ugly."

Chu Qian, who was following behind, heard all the conversations between the two clearly. He wanted to come out more than once, but Fang Wuqiu's every answer made him feel very happy. He didn't expect Qiuqiu to treat men other than himself like that. Decisive, instantly satisfied.

Chu Qian's face blossomed with joy. He wanted to listen to it again, but gradually realized that Yu Shengye was really abnormal. He rolled his eyes and walked out directly.

"Xiaoqiu, I'm not extreme, I just can't bear to let you be played by Chu Qian, those big stars..." Yu Shengye's voice froze suddenly, he looked at Fang Wuqiu standing behind Fang Wuqiu in a daze, and smiled with the corner of his mouth curled up. Chu Qian.

That smile was clearly sarcastic.

Yu Shengye didn't continue talking, he just stopped where he was, with an extremely ugly expression on his face.

"Tricked by me?" Chu Qian raised his brows and laughed out loud, "You really know how to make up your mind."

When Fang Wuqiu heard the voice, his mind froze for a moment, and he looked back suddenly. When he saw Chu Qian, he couldn't help but relax his frown: "Brother Chu, why are you here?"

"I haven't come back for so long, so I came to look for it." Chu Qian looked at Fang Wuqiu with a smile, and at the same time gave Yu Shengye a speechless smile: "Oh, I see, so you were worried about why I didn't make an official announcement, then Of course it's because..."

Seeing Yu Shengye's face filled with anticipation because of his words, Chu Qian rolled his eyes, and suddenly laughed viciously: "Of course it is because, because... Yu Shengye, are you stupid? Why should I tell you? "

Yu Shengye was about to vomit blood immediately: "You!"

"What about me?" Chu Qian raised his lips and smiled, his eyes were black and bright in the night, and he stared at him fiercely: "Hasn't Qiuqiu already rejected you and still not leaving? A big man, why don't you be so ignorant. "

Chu Qian seemed to have forgotten how he was so shameless when he was chasing Qiuqiu in the past.

Being poked in pain, Yu Shengye took a deep breath and said paranoidly: "Love is mutual, Xiaoqiu, you don't want to contact Chu Qian in public, and Chu Qian also has no intention of making an official announcement. If this continues, How could it be long?"

Chu Qian listened to his nonsense, curled his lips and didn't even bother to look at him, "Mind your own business."

"Yes! I'm not qualified to care, Xiaoqiu." He looked at Fang Wuqiu, even though the other party's eyes stayed on Chu Qian, but he still wanted to say what he had kept in his heart for a long time: "I will always wait for you."

As long as they have no official announcement and no marriage, he can wait.

He didn't believe that, as a star, Chu Qian could control the relationship between fans and his lover. Under such circumstances, once things were biased, the relationship would inevitably break down. Yu Shengye thought stubbornly, and watched deeply Eye Fang Wuqiu, shake hands and leave.

As soon as he left, Chu Qian touched his nose, jealous: "Qiu'er, you are so rare."

He rushed up and hugged Fang Wuqiu tightly, sniffing his delicate neck skin like a dog with his nose: "I was hugged for two seconds just now, I have to double, double, and double again."

The warm breath itched in the neck, Fang Wuqiu moved his body, but was hugged even tighter by Chu Qian.

Although Chu Qian's expression can't be seen now, Fang Wuqiu can imagine that the other party's mouth must be curled up, with a pitiful expression on his face.When such a picture appeared in Fang Wuqiu's mind, he couldn't help shaking his head, with a slight smile on his lips.

Fang Wuqiu slightly raised his hand, stroked Chu Qian's back, and said softly, "Have you finished doubling? I'm sweating."

"It's much worse." Chu Qian said sullenly.

Fang Wuqiu didn't urge him any more, and tilted his head obediently, leaning against Chu Qian.

"Brother Yu misunderstood you just now..." he said suddenly.

Chu Qian fumbled around him with both hands, his brain circuit did not match Fang Wuqiu's, and he asked suspiciously, "What?"

"He said that you don't want to make an official announcement. In fact, it's me...Brother Chu, I'm sorry."

Chu Qian didn't care about this at all, his mind was full of sticky things with Qiuqiu, his lips began to move greedily on his smooth neck, panting slightly: "Whatever he says, Qiuqiu, let's talk again hug."

"I don't have a chance to hug you during the day, so I can only sneak around at night. Although it's a bit...but..." Chu Qian buried him in his neck, and laughed softly: "It's so exciting..."

Chu Qian's words became more and more coquettish: "Let's do something else, shall we?"

Fang Wuqiu originally felt that he had been neglected because of the recording these weeks, but now seeing that he was getting more and more "presumptuous", his face turned pale, and he slapped him on the shoulder suddenly: "Don't! No way."

Chu Qian bitterly agreed: "Okay."

The body seems to be limp.

Fang Wuqiu pursed his lips and laughed, nodded in satisfaction, and came out of his arms, ready to go back to the house.

The night was still dark, and the stars were slowly twinkling. Taking advantage of no one here, Chu Qian took Fang Wuqiu's hand and said to himself: "It seems that I will be alone again tonight."

Fang Wuqiu was speechless and really wanted to roll his eyes.

In fact, after returning to the room, Chu Qian pressed him on the bed as usual, the wooden bed boards creaked, the corners of his eyes were wet and red from being tossed, and he looked like he had just been fished out of the water.

However, Chu Qian was still whispering in his ear repeatedly: "Don't stay alone in the empty boudoir, Qiuqiu, kiss me quickly, hurry up."

Fang Wuqiu's whole body was weak, and even if he wanted to stare at him, it became a provocative provocation.

……

There are still three days before the end of the recording, and it is time to harvest the rice, which is also the last task.

Since the dispute with Yu Shengye that day, Fang Wuqiu seldom talked to him, and the relationship between the two became more and more awkward, and even the director team noticed something unusual.But these directors have nothing to do with it. They are good or bad this season, but it is almost a topic that can be talked about.

It doesn't matter whether you tear it up on the bright side, the key is to have that kind of atmosphere, so that the audience can have unlimited reverie, and constant discussions can be heated.

Therefore, the director team did not interfere, but just asked the photographers who followed the two to pay attention.

After returning from the orchard, they immediately triggered several special tasks and made some money, enough to buy the chickens, ducks, geese, fish fry and trees required by the program group.

The pastoral life director team recorded countless materials during the past few weeks. At the same time, two episodes of the show were broadcast during this period. The broadcast volume and popularity surpassed the previous two seasons in one fell swoop, making it the most popular variety show now.

Ning Ci Qi Yuyao, Fang Wuqiu and Chu Qian, the two groups of cp became popular, and there were a lot of other jokes.

Although two episodes have already been aired, none of the five of them watched it. They were worried that the synchronous pursuit would change the mood of the subsequent recording, so they decided to go home and watch it slowly after the recording was finished.

The most important task left now is to harvest rice.

In the early morning of this day, the work of harvesting rice kicked off.

With a sickle and a bamboo basket in hand, wearing loose clothes and a white towel on the back of the neck, they arrived at the destination from the farmhouse fully equipped.

I just walked over the field ridge, and at a glance, I saw the yellow rice field, with thick rice stalks, swaying in the wind.

"My God, when will I receive so much!" Qi Yuyao couldn't help but roared to the sky just after he came down to the field with the basket on his back.Obviously, the rural life in the past few weeks has been beautiful and incredible, but now it is necessary to harvest rice, and large areas are harvested only by manpower. I don’t know how tiring it is to harvest.

She fainted just thinking about it.

It's just that, after getting close to the rice, Qi Yuyao suddenly fell in love with the golden grains on the graceful ears of rice fluttering in the wind.

There is also the faint fragrance of rice blowing slowly by the wind, Qi Yuyao murmured: "It's so beautiful."

"Hmm! Don't think about anything else, let's accept it quickly!" Ning Ci answered.

When the rice was being harvested, the follow-up photographer also dedicatedly stood beside each guest, taking pictures of the rice, and then the handsome men and beauties.After a few weeks of "exercise", Fang Wuqiu can now learn to leave these cameras as nothing as Chu Qian did.After he came here, he looked at the golden spike waves in the distance, and his expression was full of satisfaction: "Brother Chu, let's hurry up too?"

"Okay." Chu Qian nodded, and wiped his face with the towel wrapped around his neck, familiarly as if he often went to work in the fields.

Seeing this, the following photographer took a close-up of him wiping his face.

They are all from the city and rarely use a sickle, so it is inevitable that they will be unfamiliar at first. However, they are getting more and more immersed in the farm work of harvesting rice, and they even sing songs in the cool breeze. The atmosphere is super good.

The golden rice was harvested and spread all over an open space behind the field ridge, and would be pulled back by bullock cart later.

"Shusha" sickle sounds one after another.

Harvesting rice has become more and more calm.

A few people still seemed to be doing farm work. The director on the monitor looked at the people in the field in surprise, raised his eyebrows, and gave a sigh of admiration.

For a whole day, from working in the morning to dusk, half of the whole rice paddy was harvested, and the harvest was very good.

"Ah, I'm exhausted!" Qi Yuyao rubbed his sore shoulders, and sat casually on the ridge of the field. He didn't carry any idol burdens, and now he just wanted to finish it and go back to take a shower and sleep.

Ning Ci came over, supported her, and smiled: "I will do this today, let's go back first, and continue tomorrow."

Qi Yuyao's eyes lit up, and he immediately grabbed Ning Ci's elbow, beaming with joy, "Yeah, I can finally rest!" After speaking, he hurriedly dragged Ning Ci to the house.

Once Qi Yuyao left, the rice field became much quieter.

After tidying up the place he was in charge of, Chu Qian picked up the sickle and looked around for Fang Wuqiu, "Qiuqiu, where are you?"

There was still a lot of rice, and the tall rice stalks covered his sight. Chu Qian was panting for several minutes before finding Fang Wuqiu.

He was sitting on a field that had been harvested, frowning and rubbing his hands frequently.

His whole body was covered in sweat, and he looked exhausted.

And his follow-up photographer is sparing no effort to capture the sweat on his beautiful face and red-stained arms.As soon as Chu Qian came over, he rushed over nervously, grabbed his arm and looked: "Qiuqiu, have you been scratched?"

Seeing Chu Qian coming, Fang Wuqiu was surprised and nodded: "Yes, the rice stalks here are too hard."

"Come on, I'll take you back to apply the medicine." He said immediately, squatting down to help Qiuqiu up, and half-embracing and half-embracing him out.

After walking a few steps, Chu Qian frowned slightly, belatedly realizing that Fang Wuqiu didn't push him away.

If he had been with the photographer a few days ago, Qiuqiu would never have allowed him to have physical contact with him, but now... Chu Qian looked at Fang Wuqiu who was hanging his head in surprise, not thinking too much Think, help him to go to the field ridge.

It was just that when he left the rice field and stepped on the soil on the ridge, Fang Wuqiu asked him to stop.

"Xiaoqiu, what's wrong?"

From where Fang Wuqiu was standing, one could see patches of golden waves being blown by the wind, which was unbelievably beautiful.

He smiled in surprise and bent his mouth. Without Chu Qian's support, he stood up by himself, stretched his waist mischievously, tilted his head, and said with anticipation in his eyes: "The wind at dusk is comfortable. I want to sit here for a while. Don't go back yet, okay?"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a gentle breeze dancing on his face, wiping away all the sweat.

Seeing his interest, Chu Qian said, "Okay, I'll accompany you."

The two stood on the ridge of the field, wrapped in towels, picked up the trouser legs, dressed as doing farm work, with sweat and rice field dust on their foreheads.What's more, on Fang Wuqiu's soft hair, many rice husks fell off.

"Look at the situation, the harvest will be finished in about three days."

"Well, are you tired, Xiaoqiu?"

"Just a little bit, now I'm not tired." Fang Wuqiu smiled at him, eyebrows and eyes curved: "The wind blowing here is so comfortable, hey, have everyone else gone back?"

After chatting for a few words, they realized that only they, Chu Qian and their respective photographers were around.

Hearing this, Chu Qian looked around and nodded: "They should all go back, there's no rush, they probably have to take a bath and rest when they go back now, and we can have some hair blowing again."

"It's true." Fang Wuqiu showed a gentle smile.

Now, now, um, they are calm and harmonious like an old couple... The two photographers looked at each other, thinking silently, but still trying their best to record all the pictures of them.

After resting for about half an hour, Chu Qian looked at Fang Wuqiu enjoying the scenery of the rice fields leisurely, and then looked at his red arm scratches, couldn't hold back any longer, frowned, and urged: "Let's go back first, little one." Qiu, see you tomorrow."

Fang Wuqiu turned around, pursed his lips and laughed, "Brother Chu is in such a hurry?"

Chu Qian touched his nose and gestured to his arm: "Your injury."

The wound was not deep, but the skin on his arm was fair and delicate, so it looked serious.I could have told Chu Qian directly that there was no need to apply the medicine, but Fang Wuqiu blinked and blurted out: "Do you care about me?"

This question made Chu Qian lose face.

His deep eyes widened, and he winked frantically: Didn't he say to avoid suspicion, didn't he say these things in front of the photographer?

Chu Qian was stunned, and the movements of his hands were visibly stiff.

He even distractedly glanced at the two videographers, who were already frowning, but the camera equipment in their hands was still working dutifully.

Chu Qian came back to his senses, wondering what Fang Wuqiu meant at this moment. Although he was very happy to take the initiative to sprinkle sugar, he still had a headache and couldn't figure out the attitude of the other party.

"Xiaoqiu, you..."

The soft and wet lips suddenly covered, interrupting his words.

Chu Qian's pupils shrank suddenly, and before he could react, Fang Wuqiu's equally soft body leaned against him.

His heart skipped a beat immediately.

At the same time, the following photographer was so startled that he uttered a foul language and almost sprained his foot from the ridge.

Unexpectedly, Fang Wuqiu stuck out the tip of his tongue forcefully for the first time, moving it frequently on Chu Qian's lips, trying to get into his mouth.

He was stunned and froze.

Fang Wuqiu's affectionate eyes, the blushing end of his eyes, his wet lips, and the soft skin on his body are clearly an invitation.

This look was so beautiful that he was crazy. Chu Qian's eyes were dazzled. He lowered his eyes, looked at the other party's sincere and stubborn eyes, and slowly opened his lips as if being bewitched, welcoming Fang Wuqiu's enthusiasm.

In just a few seconds, Fang Wuqiu's pink tongue entered the destination.Satisfied, he slowly closed his eyes, put his hands on Chu Qian's shoulders, and kissed deeply.

The familiar kiss, the taste that made the heart pound, dyed Chu Qian's heart with a layer of honey, and became sweet.

As expected, he was bewitched and couldn't resist, his eyes sank, he recklessly took the initiative of Xia Wuqiu, shackled his waist, and kissed him stickily.

The delicate kisses fell, and it wasn't until half a minute later that Fang Wuqiu slowly pushed him away, stopping the deep kiss in public.

Chu Qian was already dazed by the kiss at this time, his brain lacked oxygen, his expression was blank, and he just stared at Fang Wuqiu stupidly.

With similar expressions to his were two follow-up photographers.

Seeing Chu Qian's silly appearance, Fang Wuqiu pushed him, pursed his lips, and urged him with a blushing face: "You are still in a daze, why don't you talk to the director?"

Amidst Qiuqiu's angry and shy laughter, Chu Qian came back to his senses.

He blinked in confusion, immediately realized what Qiuqiu was talking about, widened his eyes in surprise, slapped his thigh and said, "Yes, I'm going to find the director, lest he delete this paragraph for me, then I will It's a shame!"

After finishing speaking, fireworks exploded in my heart, and Sa Yazi quickly ran to the director's team.

Seeing him like that, Fang Wuqiu couldn't help but smiled lowly.

Then, when he turned his head, he saw Yu Shengye standing in the rice field with a dazed expression, staring at him.

The author has something to say: Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: 1 Song of Tang Song;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: mirry is a bottle of rice grains;