Huanhuan and Pan Sen's straightforward remarks on live broadcast made the beautiful CP soar to the sky, occupying the first place in the CP sector overnight, surpassing Jiang Xiaocha's various CPs.

When they were photographed returning to the Shengjing Palace together at night, the topic was even more fermented, and Pan Sen posted a news.

Pan Sen: Recently, I have to act with Shengjing's seniors, and the pressure is quite high, so I am learning from him.

Steaming personally went out to clarify why we live in the palace, we are just working together on the script and lines, fans should not be overly divergent and overly brain-filled.

CP fans are sugar in the same frame, and looking at each other is the bed, where does it matter if you clarify, this all lives together, and all kinds of action texts of CP fans can come out overwhelmingly.

The self-sprouting CP fans are about to get out of the circle.

It was already ten o'clock when Huanhuan and Pan Sen returned to the palace.

"Big demon, did A-Niang sleep?"

"The host hasn't come back yet. "The big demon said that he was raising it in the pool, absorbing the aura of the weather.

"Banquets are usually late. Pan Sen said that according to his experience, it will end at eleven or twelve o'clock, if it is a little familiar, he will play in the second half of the night, Jiang Xiaocha is a star, he usually has occasional activities, and he goes home relatively late, so Huanhuan doesn't pay much attention to it.

Pan Sen took off Huanhuan's earrings, disinfected him again, and put them back on, Huanhuan already felt much more comfortable, Mu Liansheng also had a meeting to attend today, and he flew out of the country in the evening, and he was not in the palace.

The whole huge palace, just Pan Sen and Huanhuan, seemed extraordinarily quiet, and the flower demons were quietly in the pool, quietly being irises in the water.

Quiet and tranquil.

After Huanhuan took a bath, he randomly approved a white bathrobe and came out, his hair was still dripping with water, and he fell down his neck to his jade-white chest, the young man's body was handsome and thin, and he was extremely good-looking.

Pan Sen glanced at it and stopped looking at it, and made up for the three-year-old Huanhuan in his head, calm and calm.

When he was in the palace, it was Huanhuan's most relaxed time, and the purple and gold flowers between his eyebrows were shining, reflecting him like a peach and plum, and it was rare to use such an adjective to describe a young man.

But every time Pan Sen saw him, he was amazed.

Whether it's when we first met, or now we're familiar with each other.

It was amazing at first glance, but it is already amazing for a lifetime.

In the courtyard, a mahogany floor is laid, a small bridge flows, flowers are all over the ground, the mountain air is quiet, the night is excellent, Huanhuan sits on the floor at will and leans back, looking up and seeing the sky full of stars.

The stars tonight are also extremely beautiful.

The moon is full of stars, and a pool is gentle.

"It's so quiet. Huanhuan said, A-Niang is not here, no one is telling jokes, and it is the first time that the palace feels so empty, and there is no sound at all.

Pan Sen, "......"

Does Huanhuan dislike him for being too boring?

"Little fish, tell a story. ”

On a night like this, it's perfect to tell ghost stories.

"What story would you like to hear?"

"Whatever!"

Pan Sen racked his brains, thought of a fairy tale, and casually said a sesame open door.

Huanhuan is hard to serve, "Change one." ”

Panson spoke of Snow White again.

Huanhuan, "Change one, it's not good." ”

Pan Sen also reacted, Huanhuan is such a cool boy, how can he like to listen to fairy tales, Snow White is not suitable for him at all, Pan Sen rummaged through the inventory in his mind and found that there were no stories to tell him.

"What story would you like to hear?"

"Don't you mermaids have any stories?" asked Huanhuan curiously.