My first love brother is coquetry to me again

At the end of the three consecutive songs, Chu Yu breathed a sigh of relief.

The line of sight is extended through the eyes of the mask, and what you see is the fanatical fans in the LiveHouse. A large pool surrounds the stage, and the atmosphere is high.

"BLACK!!!"

"BLACK's condition today is really good!"

"Kiss Theater!!"

"Brother beat me up!! I'm in C86!"

"I'm on A33!!!"

The masked face was covered with sweat, and the eyes were stuffy and damp.

But the young man's high-spirited spirit and the valiant spirit of putting his dreams above his feet made him regain the feeling he hadn't seen for a long time, and the shouts from the stage also brought his thoughts back to many years ago.

It was only a little short of Ren Xi who accompanied him from scratch and was willing to wait for him to rehearse and be his only audience even when he was sleepy late at night.

"Hello, friends from the capital!" Curly was in charge of warming up the scene, "Where are my mums?"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

"Don't be curly, don't care where Mommy is! Let your brother be a fan!"

"Son, hurry up and urge your BLACK brother to get Doumei to come on stage and kiss!!!"

"It's so hot that your brother took off his sweater!!"

"..."

The lead singer of Black Bean, BLACK, is pretending to be a monster, and there are few on-site interactions. The more indifferent the pretend, the more in line with the original lead singer.

Chu Yu turned his back and poured water with his head up. The cold water flowed down his chin and slid towards his perfect jaw line. Just when a drop of water was about to fall, he lowered his eyes slightly and put on his mask again to cover it up. Three-dimensional handsome face.

Lan Mao's attitude was reversed, and he picked up the wheat and said in a low voice, "Brother, you've worked hard, you are really strong."

Chu Yu pulled his lips and said nothing.

Cun Tou also leaned over: "Brother Choy, it's time to draw a lucky viewer to kiss online."

Chu Yu: "Do you really want to kiss?"

"Kiss through the mask, it's all because that dog BLACK let go, of course? Brother, if you don't mind, you can dove, and we will sing the last song directly."

The slap? The face came? Caught off guard, it was the curly hair who had already shouted in the interaction: "How about a friend from the D area to kiss my brother passionately!"

Chu Yu: "..."

Blue Hair: "..."

Buzz cut:"……"

The field?? Crazy frenzy, Chu Yu glanced at the D area, which is the open VIP area on the second floor.

But with a quick glance, his eyes fell on the young man leaning against the glass railing, swaying the wine glass with one hand, while the other elbow was lazily hanging on the glass. From this angle, his slender straight legs are even more exaggerated, and his refined temperament seems to be overlooking everything. ? The gods.

——It was Ren Xi who was staring at the stage.

The pupils shrank suddenly, it was too unexpected, and when I raised my eyes, I forgot how to lower my head to avoid it.

At this time, someone whistled, and someone yelled towards the stage, "No, no, there are no girls in District D." For Chu Yu, it was at this moment that he discovered that Ren Xi was there from the beginning to the end.

They are separated by a mask, but their eyes are closely connected. The surrounding is noisy, but it has nothing to do with the two of them.

The voice of the backstage staff came from the headset: "There is a cloud in the D area? The sponsor wants to go on stage to play with BLACK."

"Ah? Who?"

"The boss behind the surname Dai?!"

Chu Yu frowned, the surname is Dai?Could it be that Ren Xi's friend Dai Siyun he knew?

There was already an uproar in the venue. The people who watched the excitement were never too serious. From the obsession with BLACK's girlfriend fans, it has long since turned into the audience's booing and joking about being gay, and other band fans in the platter are also shouting Get up the slogan "BLACK draws a handsome guy".

At this time, it seems too late to think about pigeons.

It's not that Chu Yu can't play, but he is afraid that Dai Siyun will really come on stage if he has a brain twitch, which is no more tormenting than being thundered; He kissed other people in front of Ren Xi, which he couldn't do.

"That's it, let's pretend to shake numbers in the background?"

Chu Yu's silence kept all this going on.

The number of words arranged on the screen, after a series of floating changes, appears?: D73.

Chu Yu took a breath, screaming to drown him, looking up upstairs, communicating with each other on the second floor, only Ren Xi seemed to be isolated from the world, holding the wine glass with three fingers and taking a sip, long... Legs stuck still.

Time? As if frozen, Chu Yu stared at Ren Xi's direction.

"Young girl from D73! Come on stage!" Little Curly was already urging.

Ren Xi's eyelashes drooped slightly, and he stretched out his tongue to lick his lips.

In the climax surrounded by all sides, he moved, passed by the stranger's table, separated the wine glass, and walked slowly towards the stairs, without bluffing, but really dazzling.

His aura of a rich young man stands tall, his waist is narrow and straight, his legs are longer than the models, and his sleeves are folded twice, revealing the beautiful lines of his slender wrists. His delicate and mature atmosphere is incompatible with the young people present.

After the bustling surroundings, there was relative silence, because many people recognized that it was Sheng Xing's boss.

At this time, Ren Xi had already stepped onto the stage and stood in front of Chu Yu. He stared at the eyes of the mask with a deep and slightly mocking gaze, and leaned over: "I am D73."

Chu Yu: "...There's really no need to do this."

Ren Xi avoided the subject: "How do you kiss?"

It's not a soft and coquettish tone, nor is it a domineering tone. The question? It sounds like a declarative sentence instead.

Except for the fans at the front desk, those in the back row couldn't see clearly, and couldn't hear or hear. Some people stood on tiptoes to look around, and some girls sat on the boy's shoulders. It can be seen how anxious they were, and they almost kissed each other.

"I rely on being so exciting, so exciting, hahaha!"

"That's Sheng Xing's boss, Mr. Ren, right? Ahhh, I'm so white and good-looking!"

"It's over, are we black beans going to hug our thighs?"

"Hahahaha, this magical development is even better than the online rumors that the black bean people want to change the lead singer!"

Chu Yu held the microphone tightly with his palm, hanging down the sideline of his sweatpants.

He took a deep breath, his voice was extremely low, and he asked with a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Do you recognize me?"

"Hmm." Ren Xi suddenly stretched out his hand to caress the side face of the mask, "Like a little wolf dog."

Chu Yu froze.

"Aaaaaaaaaaa!"

"I rely on me-"

"Woooooo what are they talking about! Why don't you pass the microphone!"

"Ahhh why all of a sudden? I started touching my face!!!"

"Hahahaha, why is this picture a bit lewd, help me!!"

Unexpectedly, Ren Xi leaned forward, and those two rosy lips were getting closer.

Hearing suddenly exploded and received screams, and the wall panels at the scene were about to be blown away, but Chu Yu didn't realize it, his body was only...stiff, and Ren Xi's closed eyes were close at hand. The eyelashes trembled slightly, and the subtle breaths were connected.

Ren Xi really kissed the mask that looked like a wolf's face, a little? Emotional, a little? Greedy, it's not a touch that's just a touch.

"..."

That scene stimulated the deepest memory in my heart, prying open Chu Yu's dusty first time.

Chu Yu's scalp was numb, even if Ren Xi had retreated in the storm, leaving behind him the real feeling of irritated blood flowing backwards, it still couldn't be dispelled.

The breath hidden in the mask was scorching hot, and his breathing was short of breath that he hadn't even sang many songs.

——Something snapped off, Chu Yu closed his eyes, and proclaimed in his body scratching his heart and lungs: I really want to kiss back, right?

During the finale performance, Chu Yu sang four pieces.

Covers of two English adaptations, an original blues-style song by Black Bean, and the last one is a niche Cantonese song called "It's Not Too Late".

At the end of the performance?, in the Black Bean lounge, Curly turned the volume of the phone to the maximum, and was peeping the band's super chat on Weibo.

The videos recorded by fans in Chaohua are very popular. The lyrics reveal the dream-chasing and passionate Cantonese song scene.

The curly-haired old man turned his head with a blushing face, facing Chu Yu who was wiping sweat with a tissue. Those three-dimensional and deep features were so handsome? His face burned even more.

Curly: "Brother, you are awesome! I am willing to terminate the contract and form a band with you!"

Cun Tou also agreed: "Brother Choy, just for your talent, do you want to come to our band to help the poor?"

"How harsh are these words? Ha Datou."

"The truth is hard to hear, anyway, it depends on the mood of the future boss."

Lan Mao didn't talk much, but his actual actions showed his agreement. He handed water and chewed gum while waiting for Chu Yu's reply.

It's not hard to fathom the mentality of this group of young people. They thought the band had come to an end, but another village appeared.

Chu Yu just sat on the sofa and drank water with his head up, but he didn't answer these questions.

He felt that speaking would be a bit hot, and it took a lot of effort, but it was clear that Ren Xi hadn't kissed his lips, and besides, how could a "little wolf dog" call him? His mind was in a mess.

Little curly hair is a younger brother who has no eyesight, and he came to shake Chu Yu's arm: "Brother, let me add one...you WeChat."

Chu Yu just got up: "I'll go first."

"what?!"

"Don't? Brother Choy, we also said that we would invite you to Sanlitun for a meal..."

Before he finished speaking, several people rushed out to stop him.

But before the pushing and shoving was done, they noticed a handsome young man standing outside the door, while the boss they had just recognized stopped and stared at the visitor.

The children in the band looked at each other and understood, this is a big guy who just came on stage? Ah!

Curly sized up the most presumptuously, and gasped: ...Could it be that, as said on the Internet, Mr. Ren of Sheng Xing is going to praise their small 180-line band?

"Mr. Ren!" Curly bowed and wanted to shake hands, "I'm a fan of Mr. Ren, so glad to see you!"

Ren Xi said coldly, "Borrow someone."

Ren Xi was not in the mood to smile at the child, took Chu Yu's hand, and led him to another room where there was no one else.

What is the picture behind them, neither of them can know? It is conceivable that they are surprised.Chu Yu shifted his focus, and let Ren Xi lead him into the "next room", which reminded him of a similar scene in Huancheng Film and Television Town last time.

boom--

The door was closed with the backhand, and there was only chaotic breathing in the cramped space.

Suddenly, the lips were blocked by soft and cold lips.

Chu Yu's eyes widened suddenly, he felt Ren Xi's lips trembling slightly, smelling like flower petals, among the dim sundries, he was surrounded by the pleasant smell, and couldn't tell the difference. Whether it is reality or a dream.

There have been countless times, in the empty music classroom, Ren Xi sat on the table and raised his face, while Chu Yu stood and leaned over. The light of the moonlit night was projected inside, and their shadows overlapped and kissed.

"...don't push me away." Ren Xi was speechless.

Chu Yu's blood seemed to be frozen, and his body did not move, so he passively accepted the kiss.

His reaction was like giving Ren Xi permission to act more recklessly, that guy was even more bold, with his palms on his chest, and through the sweater, he deeply transmitted the scorching heat.

Chu Yu stared at Ren Xi who straightened her neck and kissed him, her clear eyes closed, her long eyelashes fluttered, and she trembled cutely.

The calm kiss turned into a rush, trembling while sucking, Ren Xi stretched out his tongue to trace the shape of his lips, flustered? is infatuation.

Such as being held on the tip of his heart, Chu Yu was fascinated, but he knew that sinking was a sin. After all, the greed in his youth caused him too much pain later.

Ren Xi flatteringly asked: "Has my kissing skills improved?"

Chu Yu was silent.

Ren Xi didn't know that he would be misunderstood, so he said bluntly: "I always gnawed on you before, and I gnawed such a beautiful mouth."

Could it be that the current progress was made after practicing with others in actual combat?

Suddenly, a fire rose in his heart, spreading to every inch of wilderness in his body, burning Chu Yu even more painful, so excited? He also wanted to prove something: "Which lipstick did you wear?"

He suddenly made a hoarse sound, stopped Ren Xi's startled movements, opened his eyes and stared at him.

"what?"

"I'll try a...lip balm."

After saying this, like boiling water has reached the critical point, it is no longer possible to deceive the body and mind when being teased.

Chu Yu's big and powerful palm held Ren Xi's side waist, which was too thin, and his height advantage made him lean over. This...turned defense into offense, and no longer let Ren Xi sing a one-man show. The hot mouth, Let him have a taste of foreign wine.

Ren Xi suddenly softened and slammed into his chest tremblingly. Chu Yuru had expected it a long time ago, grabbing the slender waist, as if holding him for support. I don't know how long he was entangled. .

"No, no more."

"..."

Chu Yu stretched out his hand to touch the face, it was wet, and his fingers became cold.

His heart felt as if it had been cut by a knife, and Ren Xi cried silently, gasping for breath.

Chu Yu was also uncomfortable, leaning over and kissing the overflowing eyes? Tears, as if coaxing a child, he stroked his back with his hands: "...slow down."

"Breathe slowly."

Then where is the weeping, it is the level that the torrential rain can't even tilt.

Ren Xi's face was on his shoulder, crying like a cat but not like a cat, soaking his shoulder, whining non-stop: "Why kiss me?"

Chu Yu evaded and said, "I don't know."

"You have feelings for me, don't you?"

Chu Yu took a deep breath: "...um."

Ren Xi's palm was like a loach and nimbly burrowed into the pocket of his sweater: "I'm cold, holding you will warm me up."

"I'm a villain, the worst villain in the world who treats you badly."

"I have broken your trust, tricked you, and belittled the songs you wrote to me in front of Chen Bao and the others, but I really don't think so in my heart. I like every song you write."

"I have hurt you again and again, and I don't have any credit in front of you."

"But Zaizai, I got better later, I'm really not that bad anymore."

In the dark, Chu Yu was always following Ren Xi's back, using the simplest way to calm his anxiety and sadness.

But even if he is soft-hearted, he will be unable to restrain his love for Ren Xi at a certain moment, and he will not be able to respond to these words with perfect language, so cold treatment is the best way he thinks.

Until Ren Xi stretched his body, and greedily pecked his lips again: "We seem to have never been friends."

Chu Yu's eyes were bottomless: "Yes, the first thing you said to me was to be my boyfriend."

Ren Xi said in distress: "I'm really shameless."

Outside the door, I don't know who is playing Chu Yu's finale song "It's Not Too Late".

Those? They shuttled through the streets, shared earphones and playlists, took the initiative to hold his hand, and Ren Xi's blush and pure white sneakers were repeated in his mind, as if they had never disappeared, as if it was not too late.

"Chu Yu."

Ren Xi called his name softly.

"This time, let's start with friends."

"Give me one last chance to get you back, okay?"

Facing those shining eyes, Chu Yu seemed to glimpse the blue coast, his chest heaved violently, his eyes were lowered, and he remained silent for a long time.

However, breaking through the clouds and clearing the fog, going round and round, the heartbeat is still intact, how could he not be clear.

Chu Yu wiped away his tears with the palm of his hand: "Okay, I'm crying all over my face."

Ren Xi: "Trust me, I won't let you down again, okay?"

After a while, it feels like a century has passed.

Chu Yu whispered something in Ren Xi's ear, and then Ren Xi hugged him tightly through tears, laughing, laughing, and crying like a tearful person.

What Chu Yu said was: "...OK."

The next day is also the first day of December.

Chu Yu woke up from the warm bed and checked the information on his mobile phone. The top message on WeChat was from Ren Xi. Consciousness emerged in his head? Last night - he compromised with Ren Xi.

【X. 】: Wake up in the morning and embrace the sunshine

It was a cloudy day outside, Chu Yu burst out laughing, got up and took a shower.

He leaned against the wall with his upper body sideways, his electric toothbrush buzzing, and holding the phone in his left hand, he replied simply: Morning.

【X. ]: [glutinous rice rub rub.jpg]

【X. 】:Just out from bed?

【X. ]: I'm still busy now

Ren Xi replied in seconds, and Chu Yu asked again: "Busy today? What?"

【X. 】: Check out the middle of the road group

【X. ]: [Pumpkin puffs up.jpg]

【X. 】: No time later? Let’s talk

【X. ]: Do you want to see some photos of cats?

Chu Yu pursed his lips and replied to him: Okay, send the salted egg yolk one too.

There is no surprise good morning gift package, and there is no pompous president-style squandering posture.

It was as if they had returned to their school days many years ago, sending messages with their small mobile phones. After a while, Ren Xi's voice came from the building with the windows open: Why are some people not building yet?

However, Chu Yu couldn't tell what the two of them were now. He thought about it day by day. How could he know what his friend's move was?

Chu Yu made a simple breakfast, and while eating, saved the "little animal" photos sent by Ren Xi into the photo album. Every photo was so cute that it melted the heart.

He slid his fingers in a good mood, and re-read the chat records with Ren Xi since the reunion.

Brushing and brushing, there was a sudden pause in the hand, and the time stopped at the last time I shared the photo of the pumpkin.

At the same time, he encountered an unpleasant scene in Ren Xi's apartment building that day, and he couldn't get it out of his mind. But after he calmed down, he noticed that Ren Xi explained that he was eating hot pot at the time, and that he withdrew sent a message.

It was a day in November.

Chu Yu's memory seemed to be suddenly stimulated, and his intuition made him click into Jiang You's circle of friends, and scroll down to a post sent by the other party.

[Jiang You: Make me a northerner so hot? Die. [Share pictures]]

The picture is a picture of a family hot pot dinner taken from above. The focus is on three bowls and chopsticks and three bottles of drinks.

The time?, the place, and the little details almost made him overwhelmed.

[C. ]: @乌拉腰酱

[C. 】:[share pictures]

[Jiang You]: Huh?what happened in the morning

[C. ]: Did Ren Xi eat hot pot with you?

[Jiang You]: That's right!

[Jiang You]: Your wife is really good at spicy food! ! ! !

"..."

Chu Yu was really dumbfounded. Could it be Jiang You who was talking to Ren Xi? !

[C. 】:...

[C. 】: Don’t tell you guys together?? Lou bought the hot pot base

[Jiang You]:?

【Jiang You】: You can know all this

[C. ]: I seem to have misunderstood him

[Jiang You]: What? ? ? ?

[Jiang You]: No, don’t you want to be crooked?

A phone call came, and the mystery that made him entangled suddenly became clear.

According to Jiang You's confession, Ren Xi specially asked Jiang You to dress that day? It looked like Chu Yu's style, in order to prevent being secretly photographed by the paparazzi, which just fulfilled the last lie: This is Mr. Ren's cousin, please paparazzi Do your homework well.

Chu Yu suddenly became cheerful, and also realized Ren Xi's good intentions.

"He doesn't want me to have too much to do with him."

"No, getting into trouble with this? Gossip news is not a good thing. The original words of my little cousin are like this. He said that your talent will be seen and liked by more people in the future. I don't want you to be hit by others? Get a negative label .”

The fork in his hand almost broke the noodles, but they still couldn't be delivered to his mouth.

Chu Yu's eyes were empty, and somehow he hung up the phone. He was such a rational person, but he was blinded. He misunderstood Ren Xi for so long, and felt very uncomfortable.

—— Mensao is a disease, and he now agrees with it?

Feeling ashamed, Chu Yu went back to the chat window and sent Ren Xi: When are you free for dinner?

When the message was successfully transmitted to Ren Xi's side.

Happiness came too suddenly, the little president was so excited that he shook his hands and said "yes", a bright smile flashed on his face, and he said to his subordinates: "Tonight, the salary for overtime work will be increased by five times."

"...?!!!!"

"There is such a good thing?!"

"Boss! I am also willing to work overtime tonight!!"

"Boss!! Do you have a happy event!!"

Ren Xi pretended to be closed, and his posture was acquiescing: "Work, don't think about being lazy."

Work as you say, work, after all, Ren Xi is also moving bricks with his heart.

The variety show planned for the girl's debut is already preparing the material for the fourth issue.

For non-draft group dramas, the model has something to learn from. One of the topics that come out of the circle is the stage, and the other is the plot line.

But no matter what you want to do, you can't surpass it only by imitation without innovation, so Shengxing has made sufficient preparations for this project.

Sheng Xing's characteristics are one in a million, and the plot line never engages in underworld things that provoke conflicts. From the selection of songs to choreography to the creation of costumes, props and atmosphere, every layer of the stage has been carefully thought out.

Besides, Ren Xi did it himself, and couldn't tolerate a grain of sand in his eyes, perhaps inheriting the genes of his grandfather who was engaged in medical research.

Ren Xi has heard too many compliments, how can he tell which one is true and which is false, among them the praise of Sheng Xingqi? The young singer and the rainbow fart of the group, he takes it all seriously, has high professional ability, excellent appearance, and more importantly in the back.

Because he can see the right people, he has even investigated the background of the flag artistes, and the ones with poor character bear the brunt of being fired.

The female trainees who debuted this time, ranging from 22 to [-] years old, regardless of their educational background, have been practicing in Shengxing for at least one and a half years.

Of course? Except for his airborne cousin Tang Yining. Speaking of which, Tang Yining's presence in the show? Is too ordinary.

The singing skills are good, but the dancing is a little bit inferior. She is not outstanding in terms of stage performance, and her temperament is too much for the girl next door. The materials for private practice stage shooting are all quite satisfactory. There is currently no story line for her. .

Here, Ren Xi is still immersed in the pink bubble, thinking about Chu Yu's initiative to invite him to dinner while working, secretly wondering which restaurant to choose?

Over there, Chang Xiaoxin rushed over in a panic and told him, "Boss, something is wrong!"

Ren Xi frowned: "Why is something so bad?"

Chang Xiaoxin covered her mouth and leaned into his ear, crackling a bunch of words.

Ren Xi was speechless: "Why did Tang Yining fight with Sister Zhan?"

Chang Xiaoxin was so distressed that she slapped her head: "Yeah, isn't this her? On the way back from the restaurant to the practice room, there was always sister Zhan following the film. Miss Ning started arguing when she heard it."

"Whose station sister?"

"She? My station sister!"

"..."

Is this cousin really good? She is No.1 in draft history.

If I remember correctly, Ren Xi remembers that Tang Yining only has one website in the whole network, or the kind that opens a website to chase several people at the same time.

It is inevitable for things to ferment, and overtime work in public relations is also indispensable. Ren Xi and Chang Xiaoxin made it clear that the non-stop is to let the program group call out Yi Ning.

"See for yourself."

In the recording room of the program group, Ren Xi turned the mobile phone with the Weibo interface open, and Tang Yining pouted but looked away.

"Don't watch it?" Ren Xi showed no mercy, "Then I'll release it to listen to it with you."

[@AsYouWish·艺泥: Princess Tang personally staged a fight before she even made an debut, it's wonderful. /clap [share video]]

[@AsYouWish·艺泥: The station will be closed indefinitely from now on. 】

Ren Xi clicked on the video, and didn't show any emotion to the recording that he had listened to several times.

"Did I swear? I was just correcting you not to talk nonsense."

"What you just said is too much, I hope you can respect yourself!"

"What do you mean I, as an idol, don't know how to keep a distance from my fans? So have you kept a distance? It's wrong to secretly take pictures here, are you used to it?"

"Thank you, I'm going? Not going? Don't worry about it, even if XX is mine..."

The address was coded, and the progress bar of the video did not reach the end, but Ren Xi had already clicked the exit button, and at the same time was rubbing his temples, letting out a long breath.

The atmosphere froze to the point where a needle could be heard, Ren Xi opened the door? Jianshan: "Is it me?"

After all, she is a young girl who has just grown up, has a good family background, and has excellent academic performance. She went abroad to study and only devoted herself to studying and practicing singing. Where has she ever experienced such a thing?

Ren Xi: "Answer me."

"She? Said bad things about you, brother, and processed the audio in post-processing, and now it's me going crazy with my fans."

Ren Xi said: "Don't what people say about me, I don't care."

Tang Yining gritted her teeth and scolded angrily: "But I have something to say! Let me listen to it and I can't swallow it. That woman dares to say that I am recommended by a related household. Where can I come from?" Dao position!"

"I also want to have a Dao position! The problem is that my character and strength are here to accompany you!"

"Why do you want to think so badly about people?"

"I'm not happy, bro, you've only dated a boyfriend, you're innocent, if you're gay, you must be promiscuous!"

Pampered and spoiled? The eldest young lady has never been wronged like this.

She was like a rice cooker that exploded, and the cooked rice splashed everywhere. Ren Xi didn't say a word, but she was the one who pulled out the plug, and asked calmly, "Have you relieved your anger?"

Tang Yining: "..."

Ren Xi wiped his face: "He also sprayed my face with saliva."

"Brother!" Tang Yining struggled, "I didn't spit out a drop of saliva? Come on!"

Ren Xi smiled angrily: "It's almost over, this matter is not over, I still have to clean up the mess for you."

Tang Yining pursed her lips, and turned away again, knowing that she was the one who caused the trouble, but it was her brother who cleaned up the mess.

Ren Xi lightly pushed her head: "Go away, I don't blame you, practice your stage well, and if you sing the track well, it's an apology to me."

Tang Yining was like a prisoner returning to prison: "Brother, how far have you and your first love progressed?"

Ren Xi pretended to be angry: "Thanks to you, you'd better not ask?"

——It’s really f*cking distressing, and he said that he would have a supper with Chu Yu and carefully prepare a date, and he didn’t want to let the pigeons go at all.

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