Bai Yueguang and the Little Wild Wolf[Entertainment]

Qiao is following the simple song route. Depending on the situation in commercial performances, endorsements are picked and picked up. On reality shows, he can record a few talk shows at most. After he is busy with the promotion period for the release of his new album, he is basically free.

Until the Chinese New Year, there were only two announcements, the brand endorsement advertisement and the Spring Festival Gala of a certain satellite TV.

Tang Fan was extremely busy.

Originally, there were 50 bands that could enter the national competition, but after recording, they found that there were too many bands, so they decided to reduce the number of places by half.

The news is that Qiao sneaked into Tang Fan's apartment and heard Milk say it himself.

Qiaodian was angry, and took out her mobile phone to call her friend.

"Is this just a joke? Why are there only 50 spots left after we agreed to 25!"

Milk pressed his wrist: "It's okay, because the program team backtracked, only 50 of the 20 bands that passed the audition are willing to continue to participate in the recording."

The bridge froze in mid-air, and I thought it was you.

Milk took the opportunity to pull the other watch and touched the new watch on his wrist.

"We were also thinking about withdrawing from the competition. Later, the program team said that they would also pay us the band's performance fee, so we firmly insisted on it."

Listening to the conversation on the side of the bridge, watching the chicken feet, resisting to buckle the watch.

"Want?" He said it like a rich man.

Milk happily took it and clasped it on his wrist.

"Brother Qiao, are you breaking up with our boss? I'll warm the bed tonight?"

Tang Fan appeared behind the sofa like a ghost, staring at the chicken paw that had been touching the bridge for a long time, thinking that you would try to warm the bed and kick you to death, and felt that such a painful bed warming experience would be willing to share with others.

After putting on the watch, Milk liked to go, and wanted to go to hug the bridge, but was slapped away by Tang Fan.

"Fuck off."

The milk said it was rolling, how long did the bridge stay, and the watch was so slow that I returned it, and I was going to shoot a film to collect material for Moments.

The bridge rested on Tang Fan's arm, and he rolled forward and backward laughing.

Tang Fan turned over from behind the sofa and sat shoulder to shoulder with the bridge.

"Did you have dinner?"

The bridge shoulders leaned against him, saying that he had eaten.

As soon as he finished speaking, Tang Fan pinched his mouth and pressed him on the sofa to hear it.

"It's tasteless."

Qiao was overwhelmed by being gnawed, and he was dazed for a while before he realized: "This can sing the taste, it will kill you."

The corners of Tang Fan's lips grinned, it was a very shallow smile, and he photographed his thigh.

"Get you something to eat."

Qiao also grumbled, and followed him to the kitchen.

It’s quite different from the last time. There are a lot more things in the kitchen, all kinds of cooking pots, frying pans, casserole, and the ingredients in the refrigerator are slowly filling up. There are more kimchi jars in the corner of the kitchen, and there are also some sauces in transparent glass. .

The breath of life and the warmth of home are everywhere.

Tang Fan opened the pot of chicken soup, scooped out a few spoonfuls of soup, and returned two chicken legs that had been picked out between his teeth, plus the soup.

Qiao stood by the door and watched, while Tang Fan was busy beside the cooking table in a black sweater and trousers, and wore Croixin earrings, so cool that he fit in with the surroundings and was so harmonious.

Going over to touch Tang Fan's earrings: "I'll buy you some small gifts, earrings, chains and other small jewelry."

These words also coaxed Tang Fan, Milk knew it.There is no flagship store of Croixin in Qingcheng, so I went to HK to buy sets, uh...a lot of sets, because we found that our whole team loves this brand—oh yes, the ones they wear are all copycats, I guess they love this brand Brand, I love this style.

"Give it as a Christmas present, don't say I'm stingy."

When the water boiled, Tang Fan read down inside, looked into the sky, and wrote three words in his eyes - don't lie to me.

Qiao was very guilty of being stared at, staring at the boiling water in the pot, the smell of chicken soup was very strong, and the smell made him greedy.

"Hurry up, I'm hungry."

Touch Tang Fan's waist with his palm, and when he touches it, he pulls it away, and starts touching along the waistline.

Tang Fan's thin circle.

Our band hasn't performed for a while, and they are facing competitions. They spend a lot of time rehearsing, and at the same time, they have to take care of making money.

Qiao Dian is distressed. Although he is busy, he is actually nourished very well. The three meals a day are the best nutritional standards. He goes to bed on time and wakes up early, but he knows that Tang Fans are very wild. It's delicious, and sometimes it's a night snack.

This is the initial mood, and I started to feel distracted.

The thinner the waist, the more warped the hips.

Stuck on Tang Fan's waist, the trousers were pulled down, and he said happily and happily: "You have a waist."

Tang Fan happened to lean forward, and it seemed that the posture of the two of them was very strange. It was a coincidence that Milk just ran to the kitchen to look for someone.

"Boss! Xiaojiu said..."

Milk only saw the big bowl, the spoon, and the buttocks, while the upright teacher stripped his pants and pinched his waist.

"Didn't say shit! I didn't see anything!"

After finishing speaking, he covered his blinded eyes, and caught sight of the watch on his wrist, and was blinded again.

Regarding the sudden episode, Tang Fan was speechless and put the bowl aside.

"Cooked, serve by yourself."

After finishing speaking, the man walked outside and took off his half-striped pants.

Qiao laughed so hard that he turned his back on his back, and came out with a bowl by himself.

While eating at the dining table, Tang Fan didn't accompany him and went to take a shower.

Qiao listened to the sound of water and was distracted for a while, when he saw the new news on the phone, it was from the elder brother.

In an instant, I didn't feel any mood, and I didn't have any appetite, but I still stuffed my mouth into my stomach.

Piao has been in the entertainment industry for so many years and has rarely been photographed by paparazzi. Even if he is photographed by accident, he will give it to the studio like a treasure, even daring to ask for money.

What happened later was originally just a live broadcast accident. It would be fine if it was explained clearly, but in the early stage, it was obvious that people wanted to do it.

Asking Yunan to investigate this person, the answer was unexpected.

yes, Sir.

From the perspective of Yu Nan, he made a reasonable and reasonable guess: "Maybe I asked Yu Yi to search for the evidence to make a stir, and later found out that all these handles were handed over to you, so I became anxious, and wanted to pinch some of your handles. "

Qiao thought about it, and sent a message directly, four words: You are afraid.

Wu just replied with a very long voice note.

"It's pointless for you to do this. I really thought that the relationship between me and your sister-in-law is stable and strong. In fact, everyone is having a good time outside. It's pointless to poke in front of your parents. I'm afraid you have more fun than me."

After hearing these words, Qiao couldn't connect with Elite's eldest brother at all, and typed with some breakdown.

"Then what are you still afraid of?"

I didn't return this time.

Qiao threw the machine away irritably, stuffed some dumplings into his mouth again, this time he couldn't hold back, and spit them out.

Just in time to see Tang Fan coming out of the bathroom, his expression became very awkward and uncomfortable.

The chicken soup is boiled by myself, wrapped by myself, and cooked by myself.

"Hey, I'm..."

Tang Fan walked over to take away the bowl and looked at it inexplicably: "How old do you think you are when you eat it and still stuff it?"

It was a wonderful misunderstanding, and Qiao wanted to explain it.

Tang Fan went to wash the dishes, take a shower, and clean up his mood by the way.

When I came out, I felt like a scumbag. When I came out, I saw Tang Fan sitting on the sofa, and leaned over to hug him.

Tang Fan asked: "What are you talking about?"

Qiao nodded, then went back to the room and dragged the suitcase out.

Open it, and there are gift boxes inside.

"This is a gift I brought back. I originally wanted to give it for Christmas, but it's a bad day anyway. Let's share it."

Qiao half-kneeled to take the gift, and when he looked up, he happened to see Tang Fan lying on the sofa, his position was even lower than that.

Tang Fan seemed to have been brewing for a long time before he uttered a long sentence.

"I listen to your songs to hypnotize you, and you listen to mine to make your ears tickle. The two of us have a lot of topics to talk about. If you keep telling me about things, then you really have nothing to say."

Anyone who falls in love also wants to find a sculpture of Xiang Gu Wuyan, no matter how beautiful the sculpture is.

Qiao was stimulated by the words, and suddenly wanted to hold on. He was so tired that he was tired physically and mentally. He recovered from all his cleanliness problems, so his legs softened and he sat on the ground.

Briefly speaking about the results sent by Yu Nan, the person who finally wanted to be punished was his own brother, the purpose was to get a handle on himself.

"Ghost knows I'm tired of those shitty things. I don't care how many people have slept outside, and I don't care about property."

Tang Fan came over and squatted in front of the bridge, seeing that there was no expression of grief or anger on the face of the bridge, but more relief and numbness.

Standing up, kicking the suitcase full of small gift boxes to the side, trying to pull up the bridge on the floor, when I was moving, I had a wild thought, trying to hug the person, but after half a second off the ground, the two brushed together Fell to the floor.

Qiao's ass hurts enough to punch the person on him.

"Young people are hypocritical, but they still have to be brave."

Tang Fan stood up, just kneeling on both sides of the bridge, his eyes were very annoying: "Huh?"

Whoever you say is false is false!

The bridge is on the waist, so healthy and simple pinch a few, the mood will be much better.

The found boyfriend can only perfectly combine coldness and domesticity, and can even be cute.

Qiao got up from the floor, went to take a shower without stopping, and threw Tang Fan on the bed when he came out, all the way.

That's right, Tang Fan is really a bit hypocritical.

After each time, I originally wanted to get up and do something descriptive on the bridge, but when I got up, my waist suddenly hurt, my face was disastrous in an instant, and all the ambiguous thoughts were gone.

With the bridge attached to his waist, he asked a little worriedly, "Are you all right?"

Tang Fan said, "It's okay."

Qiao turned around like a salted fish, "I'll press it for you."

"Okay!" Tang Fan pressed it, feeling that it didn't make sense. Tired Bridge was also working hard, but when he turned his head, he saw the obscene smile on Qiao's face, which was very obvious, not exaggerated at all.

The bridge spans the body, and the upper body presses over.

"Try it, I can do it."