The whole entertainment industry is knocking me and my ex-boyfriend's CP

"Take a look," he said politely.

Yan Yi glanced at the wall clock in the room and reminded him: "It's past ten o'clock, it's not appropriate."

Hearing this, the corners of Song Jing's lips curved slightly, and he smiled faintly, his voice was a little lazy at night, "Why isn't it appropriate?" He pretended not to know, but asked a somewhat ambiguous question.

It started again, this is Song Jing's usual method, using this innocent and ambiguous attitude to weaken the boundaries and gradually invade other people's domains.

Yan Yi looked at him.

The two looked at each other for a while, it was obvious that Song Jing didn't know how unpopular she was.Considering the later editing of the program group to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings, after half a minute of stalemate, Yan Yi was no match for his thick skin and stepped aside.

"2 minutes."

Seeing his actions, Song Jing pursed her lips in satisfaction, her expression seemed to say "It's fine if I don't do this earlier", and then stepped into his private domain.

The layout of the two rooms is similar, except for some basic configurations, there is nothing superfluous, and it can be seen at a glance.

However, after Song Jing entered the room, he didn't delay others' consciousness of resting at all. He fumbled here and there, and even took out the building's own condoms from the display box. He also took out a few sex toys.

He didn't feel embarrassed either. After looking at the product introduction above, he sneered. He didn't know what he was laughing at, and stuffed the things back one by one.

After shopping around for a couple of times, when there was really nothing to see, he sat down leisurely on the small sofa beside the bed, and caught a glimpse of Yan Yi still leaning against the door, assuming the posture of a master.

"Why are you standing there?" He put his arms on the back of the sofa, smiled slightly, and tilted his head slightly to look at him, "Why, are you afraid of me? Don't dare to close the door?"

This trick can be described as tried and tested.

The camera in the room looked at them wonderingly, like a pair of eyes, watching the scene in front of them curiously.

After all, their relationship was too weird.

Hearing Song Jing's words, Yan Yi glanced at his face, then walked into the room and opened the suitcase to do his own thing, leaving the other party aside.He didn't know what Song Jing did everything for, from the moment they reunited, it was provocation again and again.

This can only prove that no matter how many years have passed, the bad nature of a person's heart cannot be changed, and Song Jing is that bad nature.

No matter how passionately he liked him at the beginning, when the feeling of liking fades away, his original face will be revealed, arrogant and vicious.

After hanging the clothes in the cabinet, Yan Yi took a dry towel and wiped his hair, then walked to the half-length cabinet to heat the thermos, and stood there waiting for the water to boil.During this period, I didn't make any movements, I just quietly watched the kettle "plop plop plop" tumbling and steaming.

The lighting in the room was soft, and Song Jing looked at him sideways, with a rare peace of mind.From his point of view, Yan Yi can only be seen sideways, with broad shoulders, narrow waist and long legs. When standing, his back is straight and his temperament is excellent. Even if only half of his face is exposed, it is not difficult to see how amazing this face is. .

As it was then.

Song Jing always remembers the feeling when he saw Yan Yi for the first time. It is an exaggeration, but it is his true feeling when he was young.That face is delicate and beautiful, and the eyes are like a clear spring, full of water when looking at people.His temperament is even more untainted from the mud, like a fairy descended from the earth, specially to subdue his stubborn temperament.

But today's Yan Yi lacks the sophistication of the past, and is no longer so unattainable, but he seems to be shining when he walks out of the crowd.Now he looks tougher than in the past, his face is less soft and has become stern, which makes his clear face more inaccessible.

But no matter what it is, he is always the most dazzling one in the crowd, to the extent that he can see it at a glance.

The water boiled, Yan Yi brewed a cup of chrysanthemum tea that came with the room, and took two sips slowly.It was obvious that he only made one cup, completely treating Song Jing as air.

There shouldn't be too many memories. Song Jing stood up and walked to Yan Yi's side. When she got close, she smelled a faint fragrance, probably the smell of shampoo.

He had just taken a shower, and he was only wearing a thin T-shirt. His hair was slightly wet, and a drop of water fell from the tip of his hair.

Song Jing's gaze moved down along the drop of water, and landed on the neck of the other party's bare T-shirt collar, where the white skin was in stark contrast to the black T-shirt on his body.

It is an extremely dazzling and fragile touch of white.

So much so that it would give him the illusion that Yan Yi like this must be easy to get close to and easy to bully...

Song Jing leaned lazily in front of the half-length cabinet, Yan Yi was drinking water, when he saw him coming, he only raised his eyelids slightly, without giving much reaction.

He was always so calm, as if he didn't care about anything, which made Song Jing's desire to destroy even more.He likes the feeling of violating Yan Yi's boundaries, as did when he was in a relationship in the past, he likes the imperceptible feeling of penetrating into his hard shell.

"Brother," Song Jing called softly. In the past, when he was not serious about tutoring and Yan Yi was unhappy, he would behave like this.

The eyes are always attracted by the actions in progress, Song Jing's lips are slightly parted, just about to speak, she subconsciously looks at Yan Yi's act of drinking water.He put down the water glass, pursed his thin lips slightly, and the lips that had just been moistened were watery.

It coincided with the scene I saw at the bottom of the pit during the day, the dim light, the warm breath, and the soft temperature seemed to stay in front of my eyes.

It took only a moment, but it was enough to make people dizzy. Song Jing subconsciously recognized the face, and her breathing was short for a moment.

Seeing Yan Yi glanced over, Wuyin 300 taels here cleared his voice, and he heard the other party calmly say, "Walk slowly."

These words woke him up again, Song Jing was almost annoyed, stared at the other party for a few seconds, and suddenly pulled his lower lip with a smile that was not a smile.

"Brother Yan Yi, it's just a guest." He tapped lightly on the half-length cabinet with one hand, "I've been sitting here with you for so long, it's fine if I don't say hello, and now I don't even know how to make tea." Bringing me along, isn't that too unreasonable? How can we say that we used to be the same..." He paused pointingly, full of provocation.

It wasn't until seeing Yan Yi's cold eyes that he glanced over that he finished speaking slowly: "Students from the same school."

Upon hearing this news, the program team in front of the camera was overjoyed. After all, the popularity of Song Jing and Yan Yi's CP is so high that the naked eye can see it.One can imagine what kind of carnival of CP fans will usher in once the news comes out.

Originally, they also held a meeting in private, and considered asking Song Jing and Yan Yi to fire CP, but considering the positioning of the program at the beginning and Song Jing's character, they gave up.

It turns out that without any arrangements, the vague ambiguity and tension between them will be full of tension. As long as the editing is in place, the topic will definitely explode.

"Yes," Yan Yi said calmly, lowered his eyes, moved his eyes from the other party's slender knuckles to the water glass, and slowly turned the glass in his hand with one hand, "But there are thousands of students in the school, junior, we two seem to be unfamiliar."

His intentions are already very obvious, he clearly put aside the relationship between them, and by the way, he also told Song Jing clearly that he doesn't care about getting involved with him, and he doesn't want to mention the days when he was bitten by a dog .

At this time, the cameras on both sides of the corner were aimed at the same direction, and they aimed at two equally good-looking faces from two angles.

Song Jing glanced at the camera. As an idol who is always exposed to the spotlight, he is very sensitive to the camera. He turned his body slightly, took a step forward, and stood behind Yan Yi, easily avoiding the direct view of the camera. .

"I'm not familiar with you," Song Jing said in a low and slow voice where the camera couldn't record her face.

The more Yan Yi wanted to get rid of their relationship, the less Song Jing wanted to do what he wanted.He was like this in the past, obviously they were the closest people to each other, but in the eyes of others, they were always unfamiliar existences to each other.

But whether he admits it or not, those secret intimacy in the past, those little secrets that were unknown to outsiders and only belonged to them, once really existed, in a certain period of time and space in the past.

Without a microphone, the live sound reception was not that good. Song Jing touched Yan Yi's ear, whispering like lips, frivolous and ambiguous.

"It's just that I slept in the same bed with Teacher Yan..." He raised his eyes, his eyes slowly moved up from the earlobe he touched, and saw a touch of powder on the tip of Yan Yi's ears.

This discovery made him quite satisfied. No matter how calm the other party was, at least the pair of pointed ears would always betray his true emotions.

Song Jing showed a slight smile, and his light brown eyes showed a touch of joy. This cold and big boy who always seemed a little unreasonable, because of this discovery, his eyes bent a little childishly.

It was also Yan Yi's favorite bridge.

"It just happened to kiss Teacher Yan."

One sentence shattered Yan Yi's tacit understanding of the past.