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

Yan Yi was toasted one after another, and now the alcohol was getting stronger, and his reaction was slower than usual. He thought about this sentence several times before he understood it.

"That night?" Yan Yi tilted his head inarticulately, his tone and expression were somewhat innocent, like a studious child, "What's the matter?"

"That night," Song Jing repeated in a low voice, glanced at him and said leisurely, "We did something bad."

Hearing the word "bad thing", Yan Yi opened his eyes and looked at him for a few seconds before asking, "What bad thing is it?"

Seeing his curious expression, Song Jing smiled. He gestured and said slowly: "Tell me, the relationship between the two of us, what bad things can we do if we are drunk and live in the same room?"

Hearing this, Yan Yi nodded earnestly, agreeing with him, "You have done a lot of bad things." As he spoke, he snapped his fingers and started counting down his seven deadly sins, "You, robbed me of my pajamas, and also bit me On the shoulder, there are such big teeth marks." He gestured with both hands to draw an exaggerated circle.

"When did I bite you? Don't drink and take the opportunity to pour dirty water on me." While saying this, Song Jing couldn't help pinching the tip of Yan Yi's nose.His appearance is so cute, it is rare to show weakness and coquettish emotions, which makes him feel needed and satisfied that he can rarely get from him.

However, Song Jing remembered picking off his clothes, but he really didn't have any memory of biting his shoulders, so after seeing Yan Yi's exaggerated gestures, he even wondered if he was talking nonsense after drinking.

But Yan Yi ignored him, and continued to complain, "You, you are heavy, weighing me down, I can't breathe, still, don't go. Still, you still...don't let me kiss," he said, his voice gradually softening.

"Huh?" Song Jing immediately asked a question. He suppressed his tone, grabbed Yan Yi's wrist, and said in disbelief, "Don't talk nonsense, when will I stop letting you kiss?"

Yan Yi still didn't answer, he broke away from his hand, and continued, "You, you still want me to call you brother," when he said this, his voice clearly contained grievances.This word is obviously Song Jing's exclusive title for him, but Song Jing is secretly coveting this title!

Song Jing, "..." This is exactly right.

So what Yan Yi said may be true, is he broken?Song Jing couldn't help but start to doubt herself.

Seeing that Yan Yi didn't continue, Song Jing reminded with a smile: "Go on, let me hear what else is left."

At this moment, Yan Yi was quite obedient, so he continued to speak: "I just, after taking a shower, you made me, dirty, and still, you still don't let me take a shower."

Hearing this, Song Jing put her hand to her lips, coughed lightly, and glanced around shyly.Fortunately, although many people were peeking at them, there are so many people here and the environment is noisy, all conversations can basically be covered up.

Repeatedly savoring his words several times, Song Jing couldn't help laughing and said, "So I did so many bad things in one night." He glanced at Yan Yi, poked him in the waist after a while, "Hey, you wake up tomorrow You won't silence me, will you? Let me declare first, I didn't force you to say this, if you use cold violence against me in revenge, I will sue you for domestic violence. "

"Also," Yan Yi interjected.

Song Jing was amused by his appearance: "Also, you still hold a grudge, so you can continue talking."

Yan Yi pointed to the inner thigh: "You, broke my leg. I said, there are bugs biting me, and they bought me ointment."

"Legs?" Song Jing was slightly taken aback, and asked in confusion, "What did I do?"

Immediately afterwards, he asked again, "Is there any other discomfort or broken leg besides the leg?"

Yan Yi thought for a while, then shook his head: "Not anymore."

Song Jing paused for a moment, then asked, "Did you say something wrong? It wasn't the legs, right?" He glanced down suggestively, "It's there, huh?"

Yan Yi nodded: "Yes."

Song Jing was silent again, and then asked persistently: "Then...is there any other discomfort?"

Yan Yi's curled eyelashes drooped, and after thinking for a moment, he raised his eyes seriously and nodded.

Song Jing looked at him expectantly, and encouraged, "Where? Tell me."

"You bumped around like a little teddy, making my stomach red," Yan Yi said as he tore off the hem of his T-shirt, as if he wanted to prove to him that he wasn't lying.

"...No," Song Jing grabbed his clothes, then pinched his shoulder uncontrollably with one hand, and said unwillingly, "We...wasn't like that that day? I'm not...that you .”

Yan Yi didn't know if he understood, so he looked sideways at him for a long time, then shook his shoulder, "It hurts."

Song Jing relaxed a little and saw Yan Yi shook his head solemnly: "No."

"Why not?" Song Jing was immediately unconvinced, "You must have misremembered, no, you deliberately lied to me after drinking."

"No, I didn't lie to you," Yan Yi defended himself, even if he was drunk, he would not lie, he shook his head and said, "You, you said, you can't find it."

Song Jing, "..." If he still can't understand what he heard, then he is an idiot.

No, he is already a fool!After working for a long time, they didn't do it that day!Damn, he swears that he has been proud of this for a few weeks, showing off in front of Yu Mengbei, and showing off in front of Jin Danrong and Xiao Du one by one!

The most important thing is that he clearly remembered that he was bumping in the wind and waves for half the night that night, and he was so excited that he couldn't restrain it!If not then what the hell is he doing!What are you doing!

Men were already surprisingly competitive in this regard, once Song Jing was beaten back to his original form, his mood changed all of a sudden, and he stared at Yan Yi for a long time.

"..." The poor Yan Yi, who was drunk, didn't know what he did wrong, silently thinking about whether he was wrong to tell the truth?

The drinking party ended around eleven o'clock, and there were hardly a few sober people in the whole box at that time.

As the boss, Shen Zong's drinking capacity and character are not bad. He helped supervise several female employees and helped each other back to the room before returning to the room by himself.

When he swiped open the door, he happened to catch a glimpse of Yan Yi and Song Jing who were walking back slowly, and Shen Zong couldn't help but stop in place.

Yan Yi, who was drunk, had an inexplicable stubbornness, insisting on walking in a straight line along the lines on the floor by himself, step by step to the standard.

Even Song Jing refused to let him hold him, so that the two of them dawdled until now before walking back.

The three bumped into each other, Song Jing glanced at Shen Zong without intending to say hello.

It was Shen Zong who stopped them. He looked at Yan Yi, but asked Song Jing, "Is he drunk?"

Song Jing pulled the person to her side at once, and pulled her lower lip: "Don't bother Shen, I always worry about it, please let me go."

Shen Zong was silent for two seconds, raised his eyes and said, "Since Yan Yi is drunk, it may be troublesome for you to live together." After a short pause, he suggested, "If you don't mind, why not spend the night with me tonight .”

After another meal, he added: "You sleep on the bed, I sleep on the sofa."

This kind of bad idea can be thought of, Song Jing almost laughed at it: "Mr. Shen, although I know that I am very attractive, I am not such a casual person."

Shen Zong: "...you know what I mean."

"I'm sorry," Song Jing said with a smile, "I have poor comprehension ability. What do you mean?"

Shen Zong knew that he did it on purpose, but he still patiently explained to him, "Since both of you are boys," he looked carefully at Song Jing, with a slightly tentative expression, "I'm afraid that you will be in the same room when you're drunk. not too good."

"Since Boss Shen understands so well, then you should understand that it's even worse for me to be in the same room with you," Song Jing said indifferently.Then he glanced sideways at Yan Yi, who was also looking at him.

As soon as he turned to Yan Yi, Song Jing immediately began to perform his best tricks: "Brother, this bad guy wants us to live separately."

Shen Zong: "..."

"Separate?" Yan Yi repeated his words dully, looking a little dazed.

"Well, he wants us to live separately," Song Jing complained aggrievedly, "I don't want to be separated from you."

"Separate," Yan Yi repeated, and then shook his head blankly, "No separation, don't separate." He grabbed Song Jing's clothes and shook his head vigorously, "No separation, don't..."

Song Jing was taken aback, seeing that he was not in the right mood, she immediately put her arms around him, and gently comforted him with one hand, "No separation, no separation, I'm kidding you, brother, let's stay together."

He comforted him softly for a while, and when Yan Yi's mood calmed down a bit, Shen Zong had consciously left.

The two walked to the door, and Song Jing asked, "Where is the room card?"

Yan Yi looked at him and shook his head.

At this moment, Yan Yi was obviously more drunk than when he was asking and answering with him just now, so Song Jing simply stopped asking.

He looked for it by himself, feeling pocket by pocket, and Yan Yi even played a game of whack-a-mole with him when he saw this.Yan Yi patted him wherever his hand reached, and it took him a long time to find the room card.

After entering the room, Song Jing put him on the sofa first, and went to find a box of yogurt in the refrigerator.

Plugging in the yogurt straw, Song Jing squatted in front of Yan Yi, and fed the yogurt to his mouth: "Drink some hangover."

Yan Yi was so obedient that he bit the straw, and after a few sips, Song Jing suddenly took away the yogurt: "Do you still want to drink?"

Yan Yi nodded.

Song Jing took advantage of the fire and said, "Then you kiss me, and you can drink it after kissing me."

Yan Yi blinked, and after a while, pouted and imprinted on Song Jing's face, after the kiss, he chased after him to drink yogurt.

Song Jing quickly moved away, "Wrong," he said, and lightly tapped his lips, "It's here."

This time Yan Yi didn't hesitate much, and kissed him again, and finally switched to yogurt.

Unlike Song Jing's taking advantage of the fire, Yan Yi still remembered to share even when he was drunk. After several sips, seeing Song Jing staring at him, he brought the straw to Song Jing's lips and let him take a sip.

Song Jing took a sip and stuffed it back for him, then raised her eyes and asked suddenly: "Brother, just now...why are you sad?"

But at this moment, Yan Yi obviously couldn't give an answer.

Yan Yi was drinking yogurt, and Song Jing just kept watching him.After drinking up the whole box of yogurt, Song Jing threw the empty box into the trash can and took the opportunity to ask for credit: "How am I?"

Yan Yi nodded.

Song Jing asked again: "Then do you like me?"

Yan Yi still nodded.

Seeing this, Song Jing deliberately said: "I don't believe it."

Yan Yi looked at him, tilted his head, and heard Song Jing say, "I won't believe you unless you tell me."

Yan Yi seemed to think for a while, then said softly, "I like it."

No matter sober or drunk, as long as you hear these two words from your lover's mouth, you will always be uncontrollably happy.Song Jing looked at his drunken expression, couldn't restrain his joyful mood, and was also amused, so he burst into a "puchi" laugh.

After a while, the smile faded slightly, and Song Jing asked carefully, "Then, what about before? Did you like me before?"

This time Yan Yi didn't answer, but blinked and looked at him for a long while.

Seeing that he didn't speak for a long time, Song Jing was about to take him to rest, when suddenly Yan Yi reached out and poked the corner of his eye, and said vaguely: "Laugh."

Song Jing bent her lips obediently and smiled, then the corners of her eyes curled up.

Yan Yi grinned, pointed at the corners of his eyes, and read strangely: "Two, Xiaoqiao," as he spoke, two small dimples flashed across his lips.

Song Jing was stunned for a moment, and after realizing it, she stretched out her hand to poke him, trying to make him laugh again.

But this time Yan Yi didn't cooperate and slapped his hand away.

Song Jing raised her eyes and met those drunken and smiling eyes, clearly seeing the love that Yan Yi never showed when she was sober.