Ling Jue raised his eyebrows and looked at Tian Yue next to him, Tian Yue was also a little uncomfortable with him, after all, he ate other people's breakfast, and quickly apologized to Ling Jue: "I'm really sorry, I ate the breakfast that Wen Feng prepared for you." Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info "Actually, Ling Jue himself also brought breakfast bought outside, but compared to the food outside, he still prefers to eat the food made by Qu Wenfeng. Ling Jue waved his hand to Tian Yue, indicating that he didn't care: "It's okay, just eat it, it's just that the food made by Wen Feng himself is not so easy to eat," he said, leaned over to Tian Yue's side, leaned into his ear and whispered: "If you want to eat, just marry him home, you know?" When Tian Yue heard this, he stared at Ling Jue with big copper bells, a little shy, but he still replied with a smile: "Yes, I will." "Yes, then I'm optimistic about you!" Ling Jue patted Tian Yue on the shoulder and said, stood up, and took back the breakfast he had just brought: "You go on, I'll go back to the office." With that, he walked out of the lounge.

Qu Wenfeng leaned back on the sofa, her eyes kept staring at the door of the lounge, full of puzzlement. And Tian Yue on the side was still smirking stupidly, Qu Wenfeng glanced at it, and couldn't help asking: "Hey, that, what did that guy Ling Jue tell you just now?" Tian Yue was stunned by Qu Wenfeng's question, and shook his head desperately to deny: "No, he didn't say anything." Such a far-fetched answer, how could Qu Wenfeng believe it, although he still had doubts in his heart, he didn't continue to ask, and got up from the sofa: "After eating, clean up the tableware, I'll go to the dance studio first." Throwing off this sentence, he strode towards the door, this Ling Jue, definitely not to say anything good, and then I will settle accounts with you.

The dance practice has been for a while, with the hard work of the two of them, the dance steps are already very proficient, Ling Jue held a stack of documents in his hand at the door of the dance studio and poked his head into the room, saw Tian Yue and Qu Wenfeng, and Puel were there, knocked on the door a few times, and came in to speak: "It's all here, how is the dance practice, it didn't bother you, right?" Puel smiled at Ling Jue, his face showed two deep dimples, very affinity:" Don't bother, don't bother, the two young people are working very hard, plus they have a certain amount of dancing skills, these are not big problems for them, by the way, you are here, is there anything wrong?" "That's right, now that the recording of the album has been completed, and the dance is almost practiced, it is estimated that the album's photo shoot and MV recording and the next follow-up work will be carried out next Wednesday, compared to before, will you be more busy, are you confident to do a good job?" Ling Jue said to Tian Yue and Qu Wenfeng while flipping through the documents in his hand. "Well, we'll definitely try, right, Maple Tattoo. Tian Yue replied affirmatively, reaching out and wrapping his arms around Qu Wenfeng's neck, he is now full of energy, because this is his first album in the field of singing, and it is also the first album to work with Wenfeng, for him, it means a lot, so he must go all out.

Qu Wenfeng, who was suddenly surrounded by his neck, was a little unnatural, although he had already done the most intimate thing, but he still felt a little uncomfortable with this more intimate behavior, and still responded calmly: "Yes, we will work hard." Ling Jue looked at the two of them meaningfully, although Qu Wenfeng was still a little awkward, but compared to before, it seemed to have changed, and smiled: "Well, I'm sure you will, come on." "Yes, you will, definitely.