"Is your scene coming to an end?", Dong Ru asked.

Yu Qing put down the hair dryer.

"Well, there's still a week."

"Sister Xiaoru, what about you?"

Dong Ru patted the sleeve of his coat and replied without much energy.

"I'm going to watch a show abroad in two days, and there's a reality show when I come back"

"Reality show?", Yu Qing was a little curious.

Dong Ru nodded, "Yes, reality show, a circle of women competing for beauty, comparable to the palace fight scene"

Yu Qing smiled, "How can it be so exaggerated?"

Dong Ru patted Yu Qing's shoulder, looking like an old aunt, and said earnestly.

"Are you stupid, you can believe what I say, it's actually a CP reality show, it's not interesting, it's better to go filming"

Yu Qing blinked, and his tone was a little puzzled, "Sister Xiaoru, but now is the promotion period of "Time", are you sure you want to form a CP with others?"

Dong Ru smiled and pinched Yu Qing's arm, "Who said it wasn't?" But who asked me to see Brother Qi Xun just didn't have any pink, so let's find a man who feels a little bit of myself to stand on the platform, or else, you should go over there with Qi Xun's seniors?"

The other party's tone was very excited.

Yu Qing had an unknown expression on his face.

But in my heart, I knew that the hype between her and Qi Xun would continue for a long time.

"Huh?"

"Oops, my little Yu Qing looks so cute"

Dong Ru's hand had already pulled Yu Qing's face.

Fang Fang silently shrank in a corner, watching Yu Qing being molested by Dong Ru.

Xindao: Sister Dong Ru thinks too much, because her little sister Yu has long been taken away by the wolf Xie Yingdi, and the others have no chance......

After the person left, Yu Qing saw Dong Ru's new Weibo on the Internet that night.

[Dong Ru]: Today, I have to explore the "love enemy" Xiao Niyi @ Yu Qing~

The picture is a group photo taken during the day today.

Brother Yu, they have already replied to each other's @.

Yu Qing glanced at it.

[Yu Qing]: Thank you for the early visit of the little fairy~

After looking at the group photo again and making sure that there was nothing wrong with the expression, makeup, and clothing, Yu Qing no longer paid attention to this matter.

As for the crazy behavior of netizens in the comment area @Qi Xun, I forgot about it after reading it directly.

Eight o'clock in the evening.

At this point, Xie Ming will not call her.

Yu Qing started writing songs again, but this time it was a little different from the previous situation.

Writing songs is very important to Yu Qing, and the same is true for singing.

Today she is going to start writing songs for Xie Ming, although she has been thinking about it for a long time.

In fact, purely from the perspective of writing a love song, this is not difficult for Yu Qing.

Now it's a bit difficult to write this song.

Yu Qing has never liked anyone, and he can't feel that he really likes the feelings of a person of the opposite sex.

In the past, when she wrote love songs, she basically found feelings from movies and books, or on the road, but this time, she wanted to find it from Xie Ming, which was a bit strange.

As soon as the guitar was played, the phone rang.

Holding the guitar and holding the phone, he saw Xie Ming's video invitation.

A twist of thought.

It took seven or eight seconds to connect.

Inside the video.

The man was wearing white home clothes, looking handsome, and waved his hand at Yu Qing with a smile.

"Good evening, girlfriend"

Yu Qing looked at each other shyly.

When Xie Ming looked at it again, he saw his girlfriend holding a guitar and sitting straight on the sofa.

A little one.

Wear orange pajamas.

Her long, loose head hung down to her chest, making her look smaller.

It's also more painful.

"Writing songs?"

Yu Qing hurriedly put down his guitar and spoke hesitantly.

"No, no, I can't sleep and play casually"

Xie Ming didn't expose his girlfriend's "little secret", anyway, it was related to him.

"Why don't you call me if you can't sleep?"

Yu Qing put his hands on his face, and his eyes blinked.

"I'm ready to fight again"