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When An Xiaojing followed Yan Wujing to the music festival, he was still in a state of confusion, completely unaware of how Yan Wujing got the tickets, and he was still a VIP seat.

"Wujing, how did you get these two tickets? Aren't they all sold out?"

"There's nothing money can't do."

It seems that this is quite reasonable, but there must be a channel for buying and selling, right?

In order not to be recognized by others, An Xiaojing specially wore a peaked cap and a mask to cover his entire face tightly.

However, not only did he wrap himself, he also made Yan Wujing wear a peaked cap and a mask. After all, Yan Wujing's face was too eye-catching. If he didn't cover it up, he would easily attract all kinds of attention. Wouldn't he be more exposed?

In the middle of the concert, Yan Wujing pretended to be sleepy and leaned on An Xiaojing's shoulder. An Xiaojing gave him a sideways look, seeing that he was sleeping soundly, so he didn't shake him awake.

But being able to fall asleep in such a noisy environment, An Xiaojing really admired Yan Wujing's ability to sleep, how tired was it to fall asleep under such a noisy music festival stage?

The singing on the stage continued, and the shouts around continued to rise.Finally, Yan Wujing used this opportunity to pretend that he had just woken up, and looked at An Xiaojing aggrievedly.

"I'm sorry Xiaojing, I was really tired yesterday. I was busy with work until the early hours of the morning. I didn't sleep on your shoulders, did I?"

An Xiaojing shook his head, "No, seeing you sleeping so soundly, I don't have the heart to wake you up, don't stay so busy in the future, there is never enough money to be made."

"Well, I remembered, and next time, if you feel tired, just shake me up, you don't have to accommodate me like this."

"It's okay, I'm a big man, and I won't lose my arms and legs if I'm a big man. I'm not that hypocritical."

"Well, when the music festival is over, I'll take you to eat delicious food, okay? I'll take it as an apology for you."

An Xiaojing sometimes has no choice but to say helplessly against Yan Wujing: "It doesn't matter if you say it doesn't matter, you still apologize for the crime, okay, I will kill you severely later, and I won't show mercy of."

"As long as you can eat it, it doesn't matter how expensive it is."

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As soon as the music festival ended, Yan Wujing took An Xiaojing's hand and walked towards the exit taking advantage of the crowd. He held An Xiaojing's hand tightly and said, "There are too many people, so don't get lost. I'll hold your hand , don't mind."

"It's okay, let's go."

An Xiaojing let Yan Wujing hold his hand and slowly squeezed towards the exit. Along the way, An Xiaojing could clearly feel the temperature from Yan Wujing's palm, which was warm and felt very safe.

Suddenly, An Xiaojing was startled by his own thought.

How can he feel that another man has a sense of security?

He is not a woman, how can he feel like this?

An Xiaojing shook his head violently, trying to get this terrible thought out of his head.

After a while, An Xiaojing and Yan Wujing finally walked out of the gate of the music festival. An Xiaojing was already sweating profusely at this time, fanning the wind with his hands, and panting heavily.

"There are so many people at the music festival. Just these few steps almost squeezed me to death. Now I am all sticky. I want to go back to the hotel to take a shower before going to eat."

Yan Wujing still held An Xiaojing's hand and refused to let go, but fortunately An Xiaojing didn't notice anything wrong, so he still let him hold it.

"Then let's go back to the hotel."

After finishing speaking, Yan Wujing took out a tissue from his pocket to help An Xiaojing wipe the sweat off his neck, and said softly, "Your sweat is like rain."

"It's so hot and there are so many people, it's no wonder you don't sweat."

Yan Wujing looked at An Xiaojing who was sweating profusely, his gaze was fixed on An Xiaojing's Adam's apple, and he couldn't help swallowing.