don't cry

——Sisters, I have no regrets. Watching cp flirting at close range is simply the pinnacle of my life

——You can play like this on the first day back to school, I don’t know what a wonderful vacation they had

——Holidays, hey, sour, hey, play, hey (wiping saliva)

——The upstairs sister wears a pair of trousers, and she tripped over everyone’s trousers just after entering the post

——Clarification in the back row: We are not playing against your ideas, we just want to join this big family! ! !

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The forum was as lively as the Chinese New Year. As a resident contestant on the forum, Zhang Yuhan naturally saw Qu Yu's real-name official announcement post, and also saw more happy chicken crows from fellow fans.

It was still early, and no one came to the rehearsal room. She huddled in a chair and began to type on her mobile phone with excitement.

Don't say anything, the Lord personally distributes the candy, and if she doesn't produce food quickly, she will be sorry for the hard-working two.

[…The bathroom is foggy, and one hand is pressed on the tile.

The man smiled and sucked the tips of his ears, his voice was low and hoarse, like the sound of a melodious cello: "Who am I the senior?"

"Well, man, boyfriend..."

The senior was bullied miserably, with a little sweet voice overflowing, like the sound of nature, attracting the man more and more fascinated

[…]

Just as Zhang Yuhan was writing, the door of the rehearsal room was suddenly opened.

She was startled, and quickly turned off her phone, and when she looked up, she saw the two masters pushing the door open.

Looking down, he saw the two holding hands.

Zhang Yuhan felt guilty and excited, and his expression was a little weird for a while.

Jing Rong didn't notice her expression, nodded in greeting, and led the little tail to the corner.

They were very close, taking out the script didn't look like they were studying together, but they seemed to be whispering under the cover of paper.

For a moment, Zhang Yuhan felt that he was extraordinarily bright.

Tonight, the power supply system in Beicheng does not have to work, and she can illuminate everyone by herself.

Behind the script, Jing Rong is indeed reciting his lines quietly, but the other person is not so serious.

Qu Yu's bad tastes have been particularly serious recently. It's not worth mentioning that he acted coquettishly and shamelessly in the ginkgo forest just now, but now he is secretly pinching his waist in front of the girls.

The troublesome hands poked in from the jacket, through the sweater, occasionally squeezed it with moderate strength, it didn't hurt, but it was full of presence.

After being harassed for a while, Jing Rong couldn't bear it anymore, reached out and pressed Qu Yu's paw, with a serious expression: "Be honest."

When he spoke, he deliberately lowered his voice, but there were only three of them in the rehearsal room, and a needle could be heard on the ground, let alone the voice.

Zhang Yuhan, who was sitting not far away, suddenly felt brighter.

God, what did she hear, is this something she can listen to without paying?

So excited, so excited, so happy, this feeling of knocking on cp at close range is really cool!

Zhang Yuhan didn't change his face, and deliberately moved the small chair to a distance, for fear that his existence would limit the performance of the two of them.

As everyone knows, her move made Jing Rong even more embarrassed.

Jing Rong is already thin-skinned, so blatantly messing around with Qu Yu has been breaking through his limits, and the only girl present is still hiding away as if frightened.

He couldn't help but tugged at Quyu's ear, and demonstrated with his eyes that the other party stopped.

After a while, Qu Yu couldn't hold back anymore, and stretched out his hand to him, ready to move.

Jing Rong sighed silently, pressed the other party's extended hand under his leg, and continued to read the script.

He already memorized the lines very well, but he was still very cautious just in case.

Seeing that he was so serious, Qu Yu didn't bother him any more, and pretended to read the script, but he didn't know what he was thinking.

Not long after, people came one after another.

Zhang Yuhan, the little light bulb who had been in an awkward position, felt alive now, and actively organized them to prepare for today's rehearsal.

The afternoon rehearsal didn't end until six o'clock.

Everyone was too tired to talk much, packed up their things and left in groups.

Qu Yu volunteered to carry Jing Rong's bag, and the two walked out side by side.

They want to go back to Jing Rong's residence, because it is closer to the small rented house and saves time.

As soon as he got back, Qu Yu collapsed on the sofa as if he had no bones, vividly performing what it means to be ruthless.

Jing Rong was a little better, poured two glasses of water, sat on the sofa without speaking, drinking water silently to moisten his throat.

"Should we only have one time?" Qu Yu tilted his head and looked at Jing Rong.

The order of dramas is random, and it may not be only once. I heard that a group was arranged three times, or three days in a row. The people in that group almost went crazy.

Jing Rong nodded, rehearsing for such a long time, there is only 10 minutes to go on stage, and the performance the day after tomorrow is over.

But he kind of wants to go to one show every day, watch other people's performances, and learn from it.

Qu Yu reached out and hooked his little finger: "Then, when the day after tomorrow is over, shouldn't brother think about our affairs?"

Jing Rong held the cup, showing a little confusion.

"I put everything in the express box in the bedside table." Qu Yu said suggestively.

After his reminder, Jing Rong realized what the other party was trying to express, his face became hot, and he simply ignored him.

Qu Yu didn't follow, and crawled over, resting his head on his thigh: "Don't you think my brother likes to have more in-depth communication with me?"

As he said, his fingers still scratched Jing Rong's waist ambiguously.

Jing Rong put the water glass on the tea table without changing his face: "First prepare the drama."

As for the rest, he didn't say.

Qu Yu became happy as if she had received an imperial edict, and she raised her head and kissed his lips: "Got it, then I'll cook first, and you can rest for a while."

Jing Rong hummed, sat on the sofa and watched the other party get up quickly, and went to the refrigerator to get ingredients for cooking.

Being mentioned by the other party, he couldn't help but think of the resources Jingqian sent him, especially the video he watched a little bit.

If, if Qu Yu wants to treat him like that...

A puff of numbness rose from the tailbone, and Jing Rong's ears burned up, hot and red.

He quickly brushed off this strange thought, trying to calm himself down.

It's just that it's hard to delete the picture in my mind, the white boy's dangling calf and curled toes seem to be right in front of my eyes, trembling every now and then.

Jing Rong got up and walked into the kitchen in three steps at a time, pushing away the people who were busy getting ready.

Qu Yu looked bewildered: "What's wrong?"

Jing Rong pursed his lips: "Let me cook, you go and have a rest."

You have to do something to distract yourself, so you don't have to think about it.

Qu Yu didn't doubt that there was him, and said it was hard work, my precious brother, and kissed Jing Rong on the cheek by the way, before leaving the kitchen.

After getting busy, those unsuitable images for children slowly dissipated in his mind, Jing Rong heaved a sigh of relief, and his movements became more leisurely.

As acting students, they always need to pay attention to body management, not to mention performing on stage the day after tomorrow, so the two of them don't eat much meaty food these days.

They didn't eat anything too greasy tonight, they only had simple vegetables, which could be considered meaty, probably only one dish of tomato scrambled eggs, and there were not many eggs.

Jing Rong skillfully boiled the soup, and Qu Yu stood up at the kitchen door: "Brother, my mobile phone is out of battery, can I use your mobile phone to receive video files?"

There are not so many secrets and taboos between them. As soon as the relationship was established, Jing Rong recorded each other's fingerprints into the phone. Jing Rong was open-minded, let alone guilty.

He nodded, and Qu Yu said with a smile: "Check the post tonight to see if my brother has any romantic affairs."

Jing Rong was used to his indecency, so he didn't bother to correct him. He just gave him an indifferent look, and continued to stir the soup in the pot with a spoon.

The soup needs to be boiled for a while before it can be out of the pot.

Standing stupidly was a waste of time, Jing Rong simply washed his hands and left the kitchen.

Just after taking a few steps outside, he heard a very strange cry.

Jing Rong stopped in his footsteps, and stood still in place.

That strange cry lasted for a while before he recovered, remembering what had just been saved in his phone for 24 hours.

—He forgot about this incredible thing.

Evil Jingqian, why did you send him such a large-scale video.

Jing Rong made a note for Jing Qian in his heart, and walked to the living room with a bit of annoyance.

Qu Yu turned on the light, and he leaned back on the sofa with his legs crossed, sitting in a relaxed posture. At the moment, he was holding Jing Rong's mobile phone with great interest, as if he was watching something.

As they got closer, the sweet cry became more urgent, suddenly, there was no sound at all.

Jing Rong paused, thinking that the video was over.

Unexpectedly, in the next second, the sound of the teenager crying, accompanied by other voices, seemed to have a sense of presence in the quiet living room.

Coincidentally, sensing his presence, Qu Yu raised her head.

"..." Jing Rong swallowed subconsciously.

Qu Yu smiled at him: "I didn't know that my brother actually had such a good thing."

The young man's voice was lowered, and the ending was raised and prolonged, which was quite teasing.

Jing Rong blushed, walked quickly to the sofa, and stretched out his hand to take away the source of all evil.

However, Qu Yu reached out to block his attack, and pulled him along, and Jing Rong sat on his lap.

"I can explain," Jing Rong pretended to be calm, "Jing Qian sent it to me, I didn't find it on purpose."

He didn't lie, but in this situation, he always showed a bit of concealment.

Qu Yu snorted, and said in a teasing tone: "Then he is really free, sending such unsightly things to my brother for no reason."

Jing Rong suddenly didn't dare to speak.

"Let me think about it, why did Jingqian send this to my brother?" Qu Yu put his hand on Jing Rong's hip and squeezed it lightly, "Is it because he wants to share?"

Jing Rong's body froze, and that tingling feeling rose from the tailbone again.

He held back his shame, trying to stop Qu Yu from committing evil.

But when the other party put the phone aside, the free hand suppressed him more smoothly.

Qu Yu didn't pause the video, so some kind of beautiful voice kept echoing in the living room.

Jing Rong couldn't help blushing his ears, and didn't even dare to look at his cell phone.

If possible, he hoped that his exceptionally healthy mobile phone would freeze immediately with a black screen and be scrapped.

"Or did my brother suddenly want to know more about this, so he asked him for resources?" Qu Yu asked slowly, leaning into Jing Rong's ear.

Being poked in the center of his mind by the other party, Jing Rong couldn't move for a moment.

His reaction was too real to even hide it.

Qu Yu snorted, almost laughing angrily at the simplicity of him.

"Brother, if you want to watch this kind of thing, we can watch it together." He bit Jing Rong's red ear, "but don't look for someone else."

"Otherwise, I'll be jealous."

The author has something to say: Of course, good things must be seen together to be exciting (x

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Four shifts~

There is probably one more update, probably after midnight, everyone can watch it tomorrow morning!

Not surprisingly, it will end on the 30th, and I'm already ready to make a fuss about the episode, this time I'm going to write [-]! _(:з"∠)_

感谢在2022-03-2619：00：44～2022-03-2623：38：41期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦～

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 4 bottles of Weishang Youlan;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!