The time of the meal passed very quickly, and after Tang Ming and Pu Chulong finished washing the dishes and chopsticks, they went into the study headlong to rush to the manuscript that would be published tomorrow. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Tang Ming oppa. It's almost ten o'clock, hurry up and go to bed! I haven't finished writing anything, but I can write it tomorrow! After taking a shower a long time ago, Pu Chulong, who was wearing her pale pink pajamas, came to the study and looked at Tang Ming sitting in front of the computer, his fingers were tapping on the keyboard quickly, and he didn't know what he was writing?

Pu Chulong's beautiful willow eyebrows were wrinkled, and he was still so beautiful without makeup.

When Tang Ming heard Pu Chulong's words, his movements in his hands froze in vain, rubbed his somewhat stiff neck, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and said with a smile: "Chulong, it's okay, this manuscript on my side is urgent, and it is urgent." You go to sleep first! ”

Tang Ming stretched out his hand and grabbed one of Park Chulong's hands, and suddenly pulled her into his arms, embracing her soft delicate body. The faint fragrance on Pu Chulong's body drifted into the tip of Tang Ming's nose and lingered for a long time.

"Alright, you obediently go to sleep. I'll come when I'm done here. Tang Ming rubbed Pu Chulong's long black and bright hair dotingly, and said softly in her ear.

"Hmm." Pu Chulong nodded lightly, then left Tang Ming's embrace, and just turned around, "Smack." A sound came into Park Chulong's ears. This was followed by a slight touch on the buttocks, accompanied by shame.

"Yikes." Pu Chulong screamed, immediately stretched out his hands to protect his buttocks, blushed his cheeks, and said in disgust: "Tang Ming oppa, what are you doing?" ”

"Hehe, nothing, I just want to try how it feels?" The corners of Tang Ming's mouth went up, bringing a wicked smile.

"Tang Ming oppa, you... You... You... I'm ignoring you, huh. Pu Chulong stomped her jade feet shyly, pursed her red lips angrily, blushed her cheeks, and ran to the bedroom.

Tang Ming looked at the back of Park Chulong's shy departure, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise, and he laughed softly twice, then turned around and tapped the keyboard in front of him again.

The night was very quiet, the moon was also very quiet, and the moonlight accompanied by the slightest coldness was coldly sprinkled in Tang Ming's study. The study was also very quiet, and only the sound of keyboard banging could be heard quietly.

The sound of the "crackling" keyboard was knocked on Tang Ming's mobile phone, and one by one Korean characters quickly appeared, and the documents appeared in front of him.

I don't know how long it took, Tang Ming knocked down the last key heavily, left the keyboard with both hands, and was done. Tang Ming nodded his head slightly, looked at the document in front of him, and looked satisfied.

Tang Ming couldn't help but raise his hands, stretched his waist deeply, rubbed his sore arm, archived the document, and sent it to Li Mingjiu.

Turning off the computer, Tang Ming, who was just about to stand up, saw an album, which was Kim Taeyeon's "i", which Tang Ming brought from this home in Gangnam District, and it may have been bought and collected by his predecessor.

At the time of moving, Tang Ming originally wanted to throw this annoying album over there, but who knows, he still couldn't control himself and brought this album.

Tang Ming raised his right hand and looked at the watch in his hand, the direction indicated by the hour hand was between 12 and 1.

Tang Ming rubbed his slightly swollen temples a little tiredly, I don't know why, there was an impulse in his heart, an irrepressible impulse, to write a few songs by himself, even if he was tired, it didn't matter.

A breeze crept in gently through the window, caressing Tang Ming's cheek. Tang Ming sat on the desk, his mind constantly drifting, recalling the bits and pieces of him and Kim Taeyeon.

From Kwon Yoo-ri's house that day when she was drunk, to her cruel rejection at the bar, to her self-reliant fear of heights and climbing over the balcony to rescue Kim Tae-yeon, to the beautiful Busan, the colorful Gamcheon-dong Culture and Art Village.

"Yes, it's Gamcheon-dong Culture and Art Village." Tang Ming's mind flashed with inspiration, and he thought of the scene where Kim Taeyeon slept in a panic while humming that self-created tune in Grandma Lee's hotel that day.

"This is it." Tang Ming said softly. Then he picked up the pen and white paper on the table, and quickly created on it.

"Love is amazing,

You are my starlight, illuminating my heart.

Being with you is like a dream.

…………”

It didn't take long, a perfect tune. Under the rapid movement of the pen in Tang Ming's hand, it appeared on the white paper. The title of the song "Starlight" He wrote the final song title, picked up the song on the blank paper and nodded with satisfaction.

Tang Ming raised his eyebrows, put "Starlight" aside, took out a blank piece of paper again, picked up the white paper on the table, bit the tip of his nose, and wanted to write another song.

As if all the inspiration just now had been used up, Tang Ming stared at the blank paper in front of him sluggishly, with his chin in his left hand, and couldn't think of a second song. Slowly, a wave of sleepiness hit, invading Tang Ming's brain, his eyelids seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, and Tang Ming, who couldn't resist the sleepiness, slowly closed his eyes, lay on the desk, and fell asleep.

Pu Chulong, who was lying on the bed, had already woken up from a sleep, touched the empty pillow next to him, frowned, stretched out his hand to the bedside table and opened the table next to the bed, etc., the originally dark bedroom was instantly filled with dim and soft lights.

Park Chulong looked up at the wall clock on the wall, it was still past two o'clock in the morning. Tang Ming hadn't come back to rest yet, and couldn't help but worry.

Lifted the quilt off his body, got up from the bed and walked to the study. saw the sleeping Tang Ming with his head buried in the crook of his arm. Slightly distressed, he frowned his brow, turned around and went back to the bedroom, found a small quilt, and came to the study.

Pu Chulong tiptoed behind Tang Ming, gently put the quilt in his hand on Tang Ming's body, and didn't dare to disturb him, so he wanted to leave.

At this time, the spring breeze outside the window hit and invaded the study, bringing up the white paper on the desktop and falling in front of Pu Chulong's eyes.

"What?" Pu Chulong blinked her eyes, bent down to pick up the white paper falling in front of her, the contents of the white paper.

Yes, a song. Look at this handwriting is written by Tang Ming. "Tang Ming oppa, he can actually write songs." Park Chulong was stunned suddenly, it was the first time she knew that Tang Ming could write songs.

Turning around, Park Chulong looked at the song on the white paper, and couldn't help humming silently in his heart, "You are my starlight......... This is written to me by Tang Ming oppa, it is obviously a song about the wonderful love between the two, not bad, very good.

Thinking of this, Pu Chulong's cheeks couldn't help but flush, and he looked at Tang Ming who was lying on the desk, his eyes revealing endless love.

"Good night, Tang Ming oppa." Pu Chulong said softly, put the song with love in his hand on the table, gently pressed it under the teacup, and then exited the study.

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