• Maybe people are hypocritical, kowtowing their heads and thinking it's nothing, but once the person they like comforts and coaxes themselves, they will be wronged.
• Song Yaxuan couldn't stop crying now. The more Fu Yan coaxed softly, the more she couldn't stop her tears, and they flowed out like she didn't want money.
• 

  fuyan

  Why do you cry more and more fiercely?
• Fu Yan simply wiped the water off the two of them with a bath towel, wrapped a bath towel around his waist, and walked out.
• Song Yaxuan leaned in his arms, felt the heat rising from his body, hugged his waist tightly, and whimpered softly.
• Stuffed the child into the quilt, changed into his pajamas quickly, and walked to the side of the bed, bent over and gently pressed the place he had just hit.
• 

  fuyan

  Does it still hurt baby?
• 

  songyaxuan

  Well ... a little.
• Afterwards, he was afraid that Fu Yan would be worried, so he stretched out his arm towards him and acted like a spoiled child.
• 

  songyaxuan

  Brother, it won't hurt if you hug it~
• Fu Yan looked at his movements and his heart turned into a puddle of water.
• 

  fuyan

  OK, brother hug.
• Every part of the child's body was soft, white and tender, and it was very comfortable to hold.
• Fu Yan looked down at the person in his arms, put his hand on his waist, exhaled breath on his neck, and his voice was low and magnetic.
• 

  fuyan

  It's too late today, brother, can you sleep with me?
• 

  songyaxuan

  Hmm~
• Fu Yan came to the other side and lay down, Song Yaxuan got into his arms again, narrowed his eyes comfortably, looked up and just wanted to say good night, his lips accidentally kissed Fu Yan's chin, and he buried his head in his arms with a red face..
• Brother shouldn't have noticed, right?
• I really want to kiss my brother on the lips...
• As soon as the idea came out, Song Yaxuan patted his head hard and kept telling himself that it was just his brother's love, I am straight! I am straight! I am straight! Say the important thing three times.
• But this kind of hypnosis seemed to be useless, and the idea of wanting to kiss him intensified.
• Fu Yan turned off the light and hugged the person in his arms tighter.
• 

  fuyan

  Good night Xuanxuan, go to sleep.
• 

  songyaxuan

  Good night, brother...
• I really like my brother, I really want to kiss my brother, I really want my brother to be alone...
• The next day, eight people came to the company early in the morning and started picking up yesterday's dance and starting to deduct details.
• Lunch time is not wasted, discussing their stage lighting and lyrics distribution.
• On the day of trying on clothes, they first tried on the stage arranged by the company.
• The overall style is ruffian handsome like a hot-blooded college, and the clothes are deliberately broken in several places. If you are holding a stick in your hand, you look a bit like a punk.
• When Fu Yan came out, everyone was attracted by him, and all kinds of amazing voices came from all around.
• Zhang Zhenyuan got closer and couldn't help but take a picture of him, and kept saying, too handsome, too handsome.
• Fu Yan's short black hair was soft on his forehead, and there seemed to be thousands of galaxies hidden in his good-looking eyes. He raised his eyelids and looked at people with a faint coldness in his eyes. The white T-shirt was wearing a black coat, with fair skin exposed at the neckline, and a pair of black trousers lined his slender legs. Even this loose-fitting clothes could still see his perfect figure.
• After trying on clothes, a few people rushed to the recording studio to record songs. It was only three days before the recording began.
• Because there are three people in the team who are in the voice change period, it is difficult to sing. Fu Yan now carries throat lozenges and water glasses with him.
• After He Junlin finished recording, Fu Yan hugged him gently and handed over the water cup that had already been prepared.
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