With the mentality of watching the fun without much trouble, He Yin watched the couple's online "domestic violence" with relish, and then touched his chin and gave an objective evaluation: "Ye Ye, please interview you. Are you acting cute or making a tantrum?"

Liner: “…”

Lin Er looked at him coldly, and was about to speak, Xie Yan spoke first: "It's a spoiled act."

His voice was lazy and he chuckled with two points in his mouth.

He Yin: "?"

He Yin expressed serious disdain for Nicholas's behavior of lying with his eyes open.

Brother, are you blind?

Your girlfriend's fist is almost pressed on your face, do you still call this a spoiled person?

What kind of fucking tricks do you think this is so cute?

It is more appropriate to say that it is called "sending a tantrum or "sending a wild life".

As if seeing He Yin’s doubts, Xie Yan laughed carelessly.

He leaned forward a little, put his elbow on the edge of the table, his beautiful peach blossom eyes slightly closed, and there was a smile on the end of his eyes: "You don't understand, my girl has a personality and is born to not like to follow the trend."

He Yin, who was shown off by Wuqing, said: "..."

Xie Yan scratched Lin Er's chin as if he was teasing, and then said, "I'll tell you, I'll be fine."

He Yin, who was not enough dog food and was stuffed with one handful of food: "..."

OK, brother, stop talking.

Lemon fruit on the lemon tree, and you and I under the lemon tree mean that we have started gnawing lemons.

It was less than eight o'clock when we finished our meal.

Qin Ke shouted in the group to come to the practice room. Lin Er responded when he saw it was still early.

Since the second semester of senior high school, they rarely come to the practice room. In order to be an excellent socialist successor, He Yin even cut off his anchor career.

After leaving Wanda, He Yin called a car on his mobile phone.

There are always many people and cars on the square. Now the road is blocked and it takes fifteen minutes to come.

While waiting for the car, He Yin sat on the bench next to him and was playing games with his mobile phone. It was probably because there were too many people in the square and the network on his mobile phone was not very good. He Yin was disconnected from time to time.

When you log in, the screen is already black.

The countdown to resurrection is underway.

He Yin: “…Fuck.”

The rest chairs in the square are very long, and there is an elegant old baby who is tired of playing ballroom dance next to it.

Seeing He Yin playing games, Old Baby looked over with interest.

Feeling the sight from the side, He Yin did not feel as a keen chicken. The screen was not blocked or covered. Instead, he tilted slightly at the old baby a few degrees so that he could see more clearly.

Old baby held his head and watched him play games for a while, and naturally spoke to him: "Little classmate, isn't your website not very good?"

"Yes." He Yin pressed the screen and responded absent-mindedly, "There are too many people in the square. My internet speed is almost stuck to 460, and I can't even move."

"My home network is good, especially suitable for playing games. Why don't you come to my house to try it?" Lao Baby invited enthusiastically.

He Yin: "…ah?"

He Yin's movements slowed down and his skills were not cast, and the screen darkened immediately.

It's the countdown to resurrection again.

Old baby got closer, pulled out his cell phone from his pocket, and shook it at him twice: "We can exchange a phone number first, and then I'll take you back to my house."

This distance was a bit too close for strangers. He Yin was uncomfortable all over and stuttered even when he spoke: "Go back, what are you doing when you go back to your house?"

"Play a game." Old baby said, sitting closer.

“…”

He Yin moved slightly to the edge of the rest chair, and at the same time declined, "No, I actually don't like playing games."

"It's okay." Old baby continued to approach, "playing games is not the main thing."

He Yin: "…what is the main thing?"

Old baby: "Transfer and exchange feelings."

He Yin: "?"

This uncle, something is wrong with you.

He Yin watched his expression gradually become abnormal.

Old baby squeezed beside He Yin, stretched out his hand to stroke his calves and legs, sniffing the air with intoxication, and said, "I want to hide it from you, I just like you with a little puppy with strong legs."

He Yin: "?"

He Yin: "..."

Change, pervert?!

The taxi driver who arrived in time saved He Yin, whose legs were almost bald, and He Yin rushed into the taxi at the speed of 800 model soldiers running north slopes, closed the car door and then lifted it to the window.

"Master! Drive!!!" He Yin roared with a loud voice.

Lin Er, Wen Miao, and Xie Yan, who had been standing by the roadside waiting for the taxi and didn't know what was going on, said: "???"

ah?

What happened?

What's going on with this big battle that seems to be escaping from life and debt?

He Yin Wuxin explained that his whole mind was filled with the big hands of the man who gently stroked his legs.

It's simply terrible...

When the driver stepped on the accelerator and quickly got into the bustling traffic on the road, He Yin patted his beating little heart and breathed a sigh of relief with lingering fear.

Alas……

There are perverts every day, and there are a lot this year.

Nowadays, it’s not safe for boys to go out.

Wanda Plaza is about twenty minutes' drive from their training room location. Because the main road is still in traffic jam, the taxi will walk a little slower.

When we arrived at the training room, it was already half past eight.

There are two doors in the training room, the outside is the hall and the inside is the practice room.

The door of the practice room was not closed tightly, and Qin Ke didn't know what to do inside. From time to time, Daoziz's noise came from the crack of the door.

Xie Xiao sat in a high chair in front of the lobby bar, lit his cell phone with one hand and a cigarette with the other, smelling his face, as if he couldn't stand the noise made by Qin Ke.

As soon as he entered the room, He Yin took the initiative to put on the mask of pain.

Hearing the noise from outside, Qin Ke exposed his head from the soundproofing room: "Hey, brother, come here quickly-"

He called out Xie Yan.

The demo of a new song has just been created, and Qin Ke needs an "outsider" to give an objective evaluation from the audience's perspective.

He Yin thought about Nicholas's comments, but dragged Wen Miao in.

He was afraid that Qin Ke would not be able to get up after listening to the comments.

Only Xie Xiao was left in the outer hall.

Xie Xiao put down his cell phone and waved to Lin Er.

Liner walked over and sat down in the high chair beside him. From the corner of his eyes, she saw something that Xie Xiao had lost to him. She subconsciously raised her hand and answered it.

He then held a heap in his hand and was holding a straight one.

Liner looked down and saw that it was a can of milk beer.
Chapter completed!