It is better to fall in love than to tear down CP [entertainment circle]

Finally back at the hotel, once the room card is inserted, the room suddenly becomes brighter, with soft lights shining on the two clean white single beds, it makes people want to lie down, especially when Luo Yunqu is holding a person in one hand and the other in the other. When I was still dragging two suitcases with one hand.

Now, he can finally put down the suitcase first, then carry Bu Qingyun to the bed by the window, put him down slowly, and then sit on another bed and pant for breath.

At this moment, Bu Qing Yun'an was sleeping peacefully, but her brows were slightly furrowed. Luo Yunqu had almost rested, so she walked to his bedside, ready to help him take off his down jacket.

I don't know if he is conscious now, but Luo Yunqu helped him take off his clothes while explaining, "Don't think too much, I see you are frowning, I just helped you take it off because you were afraid that you would not sleep well." While speaking, He had already taken off Bu Qingyun's coat and pants.

In this regard, Luo Yunqu used to be a veteran. There were at least a company of boys who were stripped naked by him in the hotel before. The boys take off their clothes, and the mood is completely different now than in the past.

He didn't have any physical desire at all, he just wanted to stay with Bu Qingyun, no matter what he did, even now, watching him fall asleep, his heart was filled with something, very solid and warm.

Seeing that Bu Qingyun was in a deep sleep, he probably wouldn't wake up tonight, so he took out a change of underwear from the suitcase and went into the bathroom.

Soon after, there was a sound of "crashing" from the translucent glass. The water vapor rose in the air, and some of them condensed into water droplets, which hung on the frosted glass one by one, and then flowed down one by one, forming There were crooked water marks, and at this moment, a vague figure was reflected on the glass, tall and vigorous.

It was at this time that Bu Qingyun opened his eyes. He rubbed his sleepy eyes and felt that this person was not Yan Chang. How could Yan Chang have such smooth body lines?The height is wrong!Who is he then?

So he got out of bed quietly, barefoot, staggered close to the bathroom, thinking with a not so clear mind, if it was an acquaintance, let it go, if it was a gangster, he would beat him up before calling the police.

He stooped down to pick up a shoe from the ground. He didn't know who it belonged to, so he walked unsteadily towards the bathroom. When he came to the front, he suddenly saw the figure on the bathroom distorted and deformed, and the shadow continued to enlarge. Did he see a ghost? ?

Facing the chaos in his brain, he opened the door of the bathroom at once, only to see the person inside startled for a moment, his usually narrow peach eyes wide open, and then, the person quickly took a towel from the towel rack. The bath towel was covering a certain part of the body, with a look of shock, "Bu Qingyun, are you going to scare me to death? Don't you know that you have to knock on the door before entering?"

"Oh, I forgot, still, I thought you were a bad person." Bu Qingyun felt that the face dangling in front of his eyes was very similar to Luo Yunqu, but he was not sure, "I know you... hiccup... are you human?" ?”

Luo Yunqu reluctantly picked up a bathrobe and put it on, tied the belt casually, pulled the shoe from the opponent's hand and threw it on the ground, shaking his head, "I see that you are quite drunk, what are you doing when you come down? Hurry up!" Lie on the bed."

Bu Qingyun shook her head as if infected, "I want to take a bath too, otherwise, I won't be able to sleep."

"Good! Good! Good! You wash," Luo Yunqu reluctantly walked to the door of the bathroom, feeling a little worried, and turned around again, "Can you do this?"

"I, I don't know, let's try it out, can you help me get my underwear, it's in the bottom...compartment of the suitcase." Bu Qingyun supported her head, and finally remembered where the underwear was placed.

Luo Yunqu could only go back to the bed, took out a set of underwear from under the few clothes he had, went back to the bathroom, and handed the clothes to Bu Qingyun, "Here, are these?"

Bu Qingyun took the clothes, picked out a pair of underwear, looked at it several times, and handed it to Luo Yunqu, "This pair of underwear... hiccup... I bought it at China World Trade Center last time, and I plan to return it to Luo Yunqu Qu, but there is always no chance, "

Luo Yunqu took the pair of underwear and compared it with Bu Qingyun's. It was indeed one size bigger. At this moment, he didn't know what to think, his face felt hot, and he quickly closed the bathroom door, "Don't worry about washing it. Come on, I'll help you return these underwear." After saying that, he walked away as if fleeing.

He walked to the window, opened the curtains, turned his back to the bathroom, and looked at the busy traffic outside late at night. He was extremely puzzled by his own reaction. It was just a pair of underwear. Why was he nervous?Why is your face still hot?

Is this the legendary shyness?

Crack!Since when did Luo Yunqu ever feel shy?

What a hell!

At this time, there was the sound of "crashing" water in the bathroom, and he dared not turn his head. In order to control his thoughts running wild, he slid a pack of cigarettes from the table and smoked while facing the night scene outside the window.

Until the sound of the water stopped, Bu Qingyun's voice came, "Little microphone, come on, you just took a shower and your hair is wet, let me blow it for you."

Only then did Luo Yunqu turn around, and saw Bu Qingyun standing at the door of the bathroom waving to him, water dripping from her wet hair, dripping down the neckline of her pajamas and sinking deep into her neck.

Only then did he come to his senses, was the small microphone calling him?

Whether it was or not, he still walked over.

Bu Qingyun pulled him to the mirror, picked up the hair dryer, "Small microphone, if you sleep with wet hair, your head will hurt. After you dry your hair, can you blow it for me?"

The more Luo Yunqu listened, the more helpless he became. He never imagined that Bu Qingyun, who is usually so cold, would become so childish after getting drunk. He had no choice but to coax, "Okay, the little microphone promises brother gone."

"The elder brother made a handprint with the small microphone. Later, my elder brother will sleep with the small microphone in his arms," ​​Bu Qingyun said, holding out her hand.

When Luo Yunqu was wondering what the little microphone was, Bu Qingyun had already poked him with his thumb, and then, like a big baby, he frowned, "Haha, you can't go back on your word!" After finishing, Bu Qingyun began to help him dry his hair.

Luo Yunqu's hair is shoulder-length and smooth. It is dyed an extremely coquettish honey tea brown. He always looks like a dog according to his clothes, which is an absolute plus point in his charming temperament.

At this moment, Bu Qingyun's slender fingers ran through Luo Yunqu's long hair, and the hair dryer made the hair flutter in his hands one by one, very soft, "Little microphone, your hair is so soft, it's just too long, another day Take you to cut and cut."

After Luo Yunqu heard this, he was almost choked to death by his saliva. His first reaction was that his provocative killing skills cannot be ruined. Then he thought about it, if he really wanted to cut it himself, then he should cut it. Anyway, It seems to be useless now.

It was really comfortable to dry the hair. Luo Yunqu took the hair dryer from Bu Qingyun's hand and touched his wet hair. It was short and soft. When the wind blew, it was like a black wheat wave rolling, The white scalp is exposed, so tender that people can't leave their eyes.

Bu Qingyun has a long body and a small head, with a standard nine-headed body. Her palm-sized face is covered by broken hair, revealing a sharp jaw. Luo Yunqu's bones are slender, and he can easily touch his face when brushing the broken hair. When I retracted my hand again, I felt the nerves on the fingertips tremble slightly, as if encountering an electric current, inadvertently stirring up the nerves.

The hair was finally dried, Bu Qingyun walked out of a snake, and finally fell down on a bed, "I can finally sleep, wait, I still need to drink some water, little... no, the little microphone is messy, knocked over the water glass What should I do?" He muttered, took a bottle of water from the table next to him, opened the bottle cap, almost missed his mouth, and almost spilled it all over the floor, but fortunately, he brought the bottle mouth to his mouth in time, I took a few sips.

"This time, I'm really going to sleep, small microphone, why don't you come?" Bu Qingyun was about to take off her pajamas as she spoke, "It's so hot, otherwise it will be even hotter holding the small microphone."

Bu Qingyun glanced at Luo Yunqu who was leaning against the glass door in a daze, and asked in surprise, "little microphone, why don't you come over? If you don't come back, brother will ignore you and won't make you bone soup !"

"Hiss!" Luo Yunqu gasped, and co-authored for a long time, he has been a pet dog for a long time, think his pet is really capable, can help the owner to blow hair.

Luo Yunqu knew that he drank too much, so naturally he wouldn't argue with him, and responded unrequitedly, "Hey, the little microphone is here!" Then he walked over.

Seeing that he finally lay down obediently beside her, Bu Qingyun held him in her arms contentedly, and naturally began to stroke his hair with one hand, "Little microphone, it's great to see you again, I thought I would never see you again." Can't see you anymore."

He talked to himself for a while, somehow, his mood became more and more wrong, and tears slowly filled his eyes, "I've been away for so long, how is my mother? Did you upset her?"

"No!" Luo Yunqu coaxed him for him, and he was willing to go all out.

"It's fine if she doesn't have one. She's usually so busy, and she has to go to school, and she has to go to a cram school to substitute for classes on weekends. Will she live better without me as a burden?" As he spoke, tears flowed down his cheeks, dripping Luo Yunqu's forehead was hot.

Luo Yunqu was originally bigger than him, and after being hugged by him as a pet for so long, his body had already stiffened. Seeing him crying so sadly now, he couldn't bear it anymore, easily broke away from his embrace, and turned the other side She hugged her into her arms, and wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes with her slender fingertips.

"How can you be a burden? It's more like a savior. The reason why "FUNK Boy" is popular now is not because of you, and I am not as confused as before. Although I don't know how long I can stay in the team, at least, I really fall in love with the idol profession now, you are so surprising to me, like a new life energy body, attracting me unconsciously, making me want to be with you all the time, if so You are a burden, then I like this burden." Luo Yunqu whispered softly in a magnetic voice, soothing Bu Qingyun's sudden pain in his heart.

Bu Qingyun gradually stopped crying, raised her head, and looked at Luo Yunqu with hazy eyes of tears, "Really? But why did Dad divorce Mom? Isn't it because of my legs?" After he was drunk, because of The memories of the two lives, the pain of the previous life inevitably flooded his heart, repeatedly crushing his pain nerves.

Luo Yunqu didn't pay much attention to his past experience, after all, it cannot be changed. He only knew that the person in his arms was sad and needed comfort, so he rubbed Bu Qingyun's broken hair, "Of course not, if two Personal insistence on separation is by no means as simple as caused by other people, long before that, there should have been a rift between them, so don't put all the responsibility on yourself, you are not wrong."

"Really?" Bu Qingyun looked up at him, like a child who made a mistake and was forgiven by an adult, relieved.

"Of course it's true." Luo Yunqu couldn't help wiping away the tears from the corners of his eyes.

After Bu Qingyun heard this, she was no longer so sad, her tearful eyes were bent, "You know, little microphone, after Dad left, I once got drunk and wrote a song called "" Dad, don’t go”, unfortunately he will never hear it.”

Luo Yunqu looked into the depths of his eyes, and said softly in his heart, "Bu Qingyun, as long as you need me, I will always stay by your side."

don't go!

After Bu Qingyun heard this, she stared at Luo Yunqu bewilderedly, and suddenly smiled brightly at him, "Little microphone, you are so kind, I never want you to leave me again."

After finishing speaking, he stretched out his hands, held Luo Yunqu's face, raised his head, leaned forward and kissed his lips lightly.