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Jiang Mo beckoned at him, Yan Qingchi stood up and leaned forward with his hand on the table. Jiang Moji stretched out a hand to cover his ears and whispered, "I found out that this time, you are cooking, a little surprised."

Yan Qingchi chuckled, learning what he looked like, and quietly whispered, "It wasn't me who didn't do it before, but you didn't let me do it. If you like it, we can continue to divide the work like this for the rest of the way."

Jiang Mo glanced at him and whispered, "I don't feel bad for you."

"So you want the rest of the way, do we still have this division of labor?"

"This way is OK, it won't change when we go back." Jiang Moji held out his hand.

Yan Qingchi slapped his hand and counted as an agreement, "a deal."

When two people ate, Jiang Mozhi naturally washed the pots and pans, and went upstairs with Yan Qingchi to prepare to sleep.

After entering the room, Jiang Moji walked to the camera and said, "The next time is to sleep." Then he turned off the camera directly.

Yan Qingchi asked him, "Is this okay?"

"Nobody said no to us before anyway."

"But the show crew definitely wants to use the pajamas of their idols as a selling point."

"So what if someone is naked / sleeping?" Jiang Moyan asked him, "Wouldn't that be ..."

"Shut up." Yan Qingchi looked at him. "You're just a dirty train, it's not yellowing anymore."

Jiang Mozhi approached him, "Do you know what the small train is dirty?" He pulled Yan Qingchi into his arms. "Now the camera is turned off, Mai is also picked, and the lone man and the widow are together. Room, what do you think of the rest of the plot? "

Yan Qingchi pointed at the 1.2-meter single bed. "Wake up, the bed is so big, please share it with Mr. Jiang."

Jiang Moyan turned his head and asked him, "Do you know why I propose we live in this room?"

Yan Qingchi poked at his heart, "Sima Zhao's heart is known to everyone."

"I was thinking when I was at the G City Hotel. I was not afraid to live in a standard room. I was afraid of the two beds in the standard room. That is the furthest distance in the world. Not the life and death, but the one you sleep by the window. Bed, I slept on the bed against the wall. It wasn't too far away, but it just couldn't get over. "

"Then why didn't you turn off the camera then?"

"I didn't expect it then."

"So you think of it now?"

"It's mainly that we sleep, and there is nothing to shoot in normal circumstances, and an actor like me who takes a hard line must not be too grounded, and leave room for fans to fantasize, so how can you let fans see me What pajamas I wear and what I sleep in. When Wuyuan signed the agreement with the show group at the time, they said that everything I didn't want to record and didn't want to be cut out will follow my wishes. I blame you for being here. The old man on the mountain said that the two of us are early in high school, and the director is the director of teaching, so I did n’t respond when I got down the mountain, otherwise we would have to sleep in separate beds that night. "

Yan Qingchi pushed him, "You know, the proper distance helps to produce beauty."

"I think it's so close. I think you're beautiful."

Yan Qingchi didn't hold back a smile, "You are really talking more and more."

"Everything is said to be heartbroken."

"Well, let's hurry up and wash. It's time to sleep."

Jiang Moxu hugged him and asked with anticipation, "Can you wash it together?"

Yan Qingchi smiled, "Of course not."

The standard answer, Jiang Mo thought, he let go of Yan Qingchi, "then hurry up."

"Um." Yan Qingchi turned to the bathroom.

The two had washed up and squeezed into the single bed. This bed is still a bit narrow for two adult men. Jiang Mo simply held Yan Qingchi in his arms, which made him feel more comfortable.

"That's what you planned from the beginning." Yan Qingchi asked him.

Jiang Moyan didn't conceal, "Yes, but it seems that the house is quite good now, with its own bathroom and the door closed, we can hide inside and not go out."

Yan Qingchi chuckled, "This is true."

Jiang Moyan looked down at him, "Do you feel crowded?"

"Isn't that what you want?"

"Do you think this is a bit like college love? Two people like each other, cooperate with each other when they are outside, go back to the dormitory, close the door, and squeeze each other in a dormitory bed to hold each other. Although they have no money, they are also very sweet."

"We are rich," Yan Qingchi reminded him, "we are the richest of all the people present."

"Is there any money to be the point?" Jiang Moyan was going to be mad at him. "The point is that feeling, feeling!"

Yan Qingchi laughed, "All you want to do is simulate high school and early love with me, now start simulating college love?"

"No? Isn't it time to graduate from high school?"

"Okay." Yan Qingchi cooperated. "Then we are really not easy. From high school to college, we have persisted for so long, and we can be regarded as a model couple."

"What's your high school look like?" Jiang Mozhi asked suddenly, he only saw the high school of Yanqingchi on the previous materials, but there was obviously a lot of problems in the information that he searched for, so Jiang Mozhi was early I don't believe that information anymore. Speaking of this topic at the moment, Jiang Moji can't help but be curious, what is the high school life of Yan Qingchi that he hasn't seen or participated in?

Yan Qingchi thought about it. His high school was quite good, his grades were excellent, his friends were upright, his family was harmonious, and there was nothing wrong with him. It was only his high school, not his original high school. Yan Qingchi was afraid that he would make more mistakes and only said, "It's just like everyone, it looks good."

Jiang Moji thought that the answer was too general, and asked, "Did you like someone at that time? Or what type did you like?"

Yan Qingchi didn't really want to continue his high school topic with him. He always worried that if he didn't say anything wrong, Jiang Mo would be confused. He raised his head and smiled and kissed Jiang Mo. "Don't you just ask me, do you like anyone in high school? What type do you like?"

"I didn't. I didn't think about it at the time."

"me too."

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"Really?"

Yan Qingchi nodded and looked at him with a slight smile.

Jiang Moyi looked at him, couldn't help lowering his head to kiss him, Yan Qingchi reached out and hugged him, and he couldn't help sighing when he kissed back, thinking that this was the end of the topic.

Because of the objective factors of the bed, the two people hugged closer to each other than before, probably afraid that they would fall if they didn't stay.

When Yan Qingchi woke up the next morning, he looked at his watch and it was only 7 o'clock. He always woke up earlier than Jiang Mo, but he can usually wait for him to wake up while playing with his mobile phone. At this moment, his mobile phone has been confiscated, which is inevitably boring.

Yan Qingchi scratched Jiang Moyu's throat and scratched his chin. Jiang Moyu stretched out his hand to grab his noisy right hand. The sound of not waking up was a little low.

Yan Qingchi had to nest in his arms and wait for him to wake up.

Jiang Mozhi slept for more than half an hour before waking up, kissing him and asking him, "Why did you wake up so early?"

"It's early, my normal schedule."

"You don't have to be jet lag, you're not tired."

"I'm young, I'm not tired."

"Yeah, I'm 6 years older than you, but I'm not older than you."

Yan Qingchi pleased to kiss his chin, "You are not old, you are young."

Jiang Moyan hugged him, bowed his head and wanted to kiss him, Yan Qingchi's eyes quickly pushed him away, "Go brush your teeth! Don't brush your teeth or kiss! This is the principle!"

Jiang Moji thought that he would be defeated by this principle every time he got up and prepared to be gentle with him for a while. He reached out and rubbed Yan Qingchi's hair severely. "Just stick to the principle."

Yan Qingchi grabbed his messy hand and beat it twice. "This is my beautiful quality. I am such a person who adheres to principles."

"Yes, yes." Jiang Mo squeezed his face with a smirk and rolled out of bed when Yan Qingchi wanted to fight back. "I'm going to wash and come back and remember to supply me."

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"Huh, the beauty of thinking." Yan Qingchi also got out of bed, walked in front of the curtains, opened the curtains, and the moment the sun came in, he felt that he was fully charged in an instant, and he could run down a thousand Meter.

Yanqing Po walked to the balcony and looked at the city's morning streets. The sky is blue, the leaves are lush, and the sun is shining on the road, which stretches out the shadows of the trees. The people in this street have not yet come out. The entire street is empty but full of tranquility and warmth.

"Good morning," Yan Qingchi whispered softly.

He looked at the street scene outside, the sun slowly shone on this small balcony, and shone on him. He was very comfortable in the sun and felt the gentleness from the sun.

When Jiang Mosong found him, he saw that he was comfortably looking into the distance, basking in the sun. He stepped forward and hugged him from behind, Yan Qingchi turned back, "Have you washed?"

"Ok."

"It's my turn."

Yan Qingchi said, and was about to break away from him to wash. However, Jiang Moyan held his arms tightly. "I just said yes, I'll come back to supply me."

"I'm talking about the beauty I want."

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"Really, I didn't hear it."

"Then you seem to be really old, and your ears are not good enough." Yan Qingchi pretended to be a cricket.

Jiang Moyan: ...

"Early in the morning, can't you say something nice?" Jiang Mozhang was helpless.

Yan Qingchi smiled, "Good morning," he said, bending his eyes.

"anything else?"

Yan Qingchi shook his head, "Nothing."

Jiang Mo frowned.

Yan Qingchi immediately broke away from his arms. "The rest of the night, that's all for the morning."

He said he gave Jiang Moyu a gesture of blowing a kiss and turned towards the bathroom.

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Jiang Moming looked at his back and laughed unconsciously. He felt that Yan Qingchi was like a stream of water. Sometimes it was quiet and gentle, sometimes it was jumping and agile. When he matured, you didn't think he was like a young man who just graduated from college. When he was lively, you thought he was still a childlike boy. However, no matter which one, Jiang Moji thinks, he likes it very much, because no matter what kind of appearance, it is Yan Qingchi's most authentic look-the one that most likes himself.

Yan Qingchi washed and Jiang Moyu closed the door and went down the stairs. Li Mo was setting up breakfast for everyone. After seeing them down, she stunned her. She swallowed the clothes of Yan Qingchi and Jiang Moyu. Unsure Said, "You guys are brothers?"

Mo Xiaoxiao laughed instantly.

Li Mo turned to look at Mo Xiaoxiao, "Sister Xiaoxiao, did your two groups say yes before? Why is this so, cos twins?"

Yan Qingchi heard Yan Yan and looked at Mo Xiaoxiao, only to find that Mo Xiaoxiao and Zhang Ningwei were wearing girlfriend clothes. Mo Xiaoxiao is a pink plaid shirt with a white pleated skirt, and Zhang Ningwei is a blue plaid shirt with a white pleated skirt.

Mo Xiaoxiao waved his hand at him and laughed, "It seems we thought of going together."

Yan Qingchi, a thief, guilty of denial, "No, no, my brother and I are purely coincidental. You want to wear them simply to play, you know, our boys don't have more clothes than your girls, it's easy to hit." Do n’t you two, girls do n’t like to hit shirts? ”

"That's an average girl. Weiwei and I are not afraid, and neither of us is wearing the same clothes."

Yan Qingchi nodded, "It's a bit of a coincidence."

"It's a coincidence," Li Mo said, "you can almost form two couples, but I won't let you, otherwise the elder brother's fans are probably going to get angry. And ..." Her eyes are on Yan Qingchi and Jiang Moyu turned around, he smiled a few times, and didn't talk anymore.

Yan Qingchi didn't understand what she was, what it was and what, and turned to Jiang Moyu, "Do you understand the second sentence of her and it?"

Jiang Mo shook his head. "Don't guess the young girl's thoughts. You can't guess if you guess or guess."

Li Mo and Li Bozhong prepared breakfast with bread and salad. They brought their own bread. They also borrowed a few of Mo Xiaoxiao and Zhang Ningwei. The salad was made with salad dressing in the kitchen and fruits in the refrigerator. Everyone knows that they were in a hurry to check in last night, and there was no dry food in the room, so they also understood.

During the dinner, Li Bozhong told everyone about today's arrangements, and everyone present here agreed to his face. The six guests quickly ate, carried their bags, and went out together.

Li Mo and Li Bozhong acted as guides, and the others followed them loosely. Yan Qingchi and Jiang Mozhang walked to the end. They looked at each other and talked to each other, but they were quite comfortable.

They got on the board and took a local special bus. When they got out of the car, Li Mo saw a lot of people gathered in the square not far away, and he seemed to be very busy, so he asked Mo Xiaoxiao, "Xiaoxiao Sister, do you want to come and see? "

When Mo Xiaoxiao saw that she wanted to go, she nodded sympathetically, and Zhang Ningwei cooperated and said, "I also want to go and see."

So everyone decided to go over first.

When Yan Qingchi saw a pigeon on the square, he touched Jiang Moyu and showed him, "Dove."

"You want to feed the pigeons?" Jiang Moyan asked him.

Yan Qingchi nodded, "I think a bit."

"Wait a while and see if you have time."

"it is good."

They approached Li Mo, only to find that there were several people in the square sitting on the bench and painting, and many people were watching the paintings.

Yan Qingchi looked closely and found that there was a person in front of each painter, and it was the person in front of him who painted.

Li Mo was curious about what they were doing, but her own English was not very good. When she saw Jiang Moyu right next to her, she poked Jiang Moyu and asked him, "Brother, can you help me ask, what are they doing? Why are so many people drawing? "

"it is good."

Jiang Moji turned and asked the black brother next to him. The black brother was very enthusiastic and explained to him that they are in a competition. The owner of the bck bar in the street behind said who painted the most like a real person, so You can invite him and his friends to drink beer for free, and the beer in the store is free to drink.

Jiang Mozhi asked him how to judge who painted the most like?

The brother said, it is very simple, just show the painted picture to the person who painted it. If the other person feels very similar, it is like, if the other person does not feel like, then it is not like. If the other party likes to draw by hand, they can also buy it on the spot.

"Pay more?"

"Yeah, the painting itself is very hard, but you can pay less. The meaning is just fine. No one will be more real."

Jiang Mosong got it, and told Li Mo and others.

Li Mo hasn't been to a foreign bar yet, so he was very excited, and asked him, "Brother, can you paint?"

Jiang Moji smiled and shook his head.

"Then the 12 of us can draw? If he can win, can we all go and drink beer for free?"

Seeing that she wanted to go, Yue Ziyi thought that she was on the island at the time. Because of Fei Jingyu's reason, the two groups broke up, and some were sorry Li Mo and Li Bozhong. So he said, "Jingyu knows how to paint. He has a high level of painting."

As soon as Li Mo heard Fei Jingyu's name, the joy on her face dropped instantly. She turned to Fei Jingyu and asked him, "Will you, Fei?"

Yue Ziyi shook his hand and persuaded him, "Go ahead. If we win, we can go to the bar here together."

Fei Jingyu is unwilling. He feels that this behavior is a bit lo, "You want to go to the bar, we can go directly, why not rely on this?"

"We don't have much money, so of course we need to save a little money." Yue Ziyi advised.

"I didn't learn to draw to participate in this kind of competition." Fei Jingyu looked at those who were drawing on the bench, disdain, "shameful."

Jiang Mo frowned, and Yan Qingchi also felt that the words were not very pleasant. "Fei Jingyu," he began to remind, "if you don't like it, don't tell it. They come here to play a game, to make fun. I did n’t steal it, I did n’t grab it, there ’s nothing to be shameful. Besides, we ’re on someone ’s ground. If you say that others do n’t understand Chinese, let ’s just understand it. When the time comes, we may not be able to get out. Here."

"What do you know?" Fei Jingyu looked at him, "Do you know how to paint? Have you learned to paint? A painter, in order to free a few glasses of beer to show off painting skills in the public, let others comment, this is what Shame. A professional painter who only participates in prescribed competitions, understand? "

Fei Jingyu said, his tone was full of contempt. He was not afraid of Yan Qingchi, and even if Yan Qingchi quarreled with him, he thought it was a good thing. Fei Jingyu came to this festival. At present, the agent has said a word to him-black and red are also red. The entertainment industry has never been afraid of too much black powder or black and red. What is most feared is obscurity. Fei Jingyu and his agent analyzed the recording of the guests and finally focused on Yan Qingchi.

For them, Jiang Mo's aggressiveness is too high, and Fei Jingyu can't reach it even on a ladder, and other people may be as famous as him, or maybe not as good as him. Only Yan Qingchi is more famous than him, but his debut time is not long, and the fans are not crazy. If he can be tied up, even if he quarrels on the show and becomes the opponent, it is worth it.

If Fei Jingyu can press him in any respect, then a press release will be published, and the whole network will push it, then naturally better.

Therefore, Fei Jingyu is very proud. He almost already thought out the name of the manuscript "" Best Partner "12 guests. He beat Yan Qingchi, his talent is ranked first." He looked at Yan Qingchi, his tone Scorned, "This is a specialty in the art industry. Brother Yan, maybe I'm not as popular as you, but I'm professional in painting."

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