Chapter 652 Spring Festival Gala Program List [Ask for Subscription]

(Tearfully begging for subscription, it's the last day, Xingcen is also desperately coding words, the monthly pass is still woody, and it's useless after today!) ）

There is no romantic candlelit dinner, no mellow red wine, no good music, a simple meal is endlessly memorable. A simple home-cooked meal deceived Liu Yifei, and Yang Lin was looking forward to his Xinfu life.

"Just stay tonight and don't go back." After Yang Lin washed the dishes, he threw his apron aside, crawled to Liu Yifei's side with some heart, and gently tempted her.

I haven't seen him for a long time, Yang Lin now feels that his body has warmed up, and he needs to be indulged in a certain place. I haven't seen each other for nearly twenty days, and Yang Lin can't wait.

Who knew that after Liu Yifei moved a little position to the side, she continued to watch the TV with relish, ignoring Yang Lin next to her at all, she said softly: "Don't make trouble, watch TV!" Do you think this vampire will be killed by the demon hunters? ”

She is a different person, she doesn't like to watch romance movies and television, but has a unique hobby for horror movies, and because of this hobby, Yang Lin's house is full of all kinds of vampires and werewolf curses and other dishes.

"No, the vampire is the protagonist, and the protagonist doesn't die." Yang Lin also moved over, climbed Liu Yifei's jade back with one hand, gently hugged her, and followed the other hand throughout the body, saying, "Wife, it's not too early, it's time to rest!" ”

Ignoring the estrus beast beside him, Liu Yifei hit the pillow towards him. Said with a smile: "What are you thinking about all day long!" Let me watch this movie well, okay? ”

Yang Lin pounced and directly pressed Liu Yifei under him, and he smiled a little evilly: "Now it's like a fire is burning." How about extinguishing a fire? ”

He didn't wait for Liu Yifei to respond, so he gagged her mouth by himself, so that she could only make a humming sound. Gently exploring in her mouth. The tip of the tongue slowly swiped over, bringing a new feeling to the two.

Unable to let go of the delicate mouth, Yang Lin said with a smile: "How can it be so delicious?" One more time? He waited until Liu Yifei took a few breaths, and then came up again.

His hands were like magic, and they swept over Liu Yifei's body, making her body softer and softer, like a pool of spring water.

Both of their clothes had faded away, leaving only skin-to-skin distance. Yang Lin hugged Liu Yifei's body and walked into the room, his long-accumulated desire had overwhelmed his reason.

On the double bed, two people interact passionately, this is not a one-person game, it requires the cooperation of two people. As soon as he stood up, Yang Lin felt the warmth surrounding him. Sweat slid across the bodies of the two people, and passion ignited at this moment.

At this moment, the two people are physically and mentally blended, showing their hearts to each other without any reservations. The throbbing of the soul. The spread of ambiguity, the boundless spring, and the excessive demand.

The madness of the young man was vividly interpreted by the two people, who went to Wushan together, and with a deep voice, the two reached a climax together.

The two of them just hugged each other, and they didn't want to be separated for a moment, and there were no words, no words, no words. Quietly stick together and feel the beating of your heart.

Gently stroking her sweaty hair, Yang Lin kissed her affectionately on the forehead, and said nothing, everything was speechless.

Time passes quickly, Yang Lin and the two of them slept a little lazy today after last night's madness, but his task has not been completed yet, and today he is going to persuade Liu's mother to let Liu Yifei move.

Bathed in the early morning sun, Liu Yifei, who has been moisturized by Yang Lin, looks more radiant, and without makeup, the whole without makeup is amazing enough. Her eyebrows were full of affection, and her smile was infinitely amorous, so that Yang Lin almost couldn't control herself again. …,

"Okay, okay, go down now, you still have to go to the rehearsal in the afternoon!" Liu Yifei was carrying her small bag and stood at the door shouting, she was in a good mood and had a smile on her face.

Yang Lin took out his coat from the hanger, and responded while quickly changing his shoes: "It's going to be fine soon, don't worry!" ”

The two people who had dressed up held hands and walked downstairs slowly, ignoring the surprised eyes of the residents of the same neighborhood and the stunned looks of the security guards.

"Aren't we going to be a little too high-profile?" Liu Yifei asked in a low voice, she was both sweet and nervous in her heart, it was rare to have the opportunity to wander around the street like this, and it was with the man she loved, thinking of this, she looked at Yang Lin's side face again.

There were a lot of onlookers, but few of them came together to ask for photos and autographs, and everyone didn't want to disturb the laid-back couple, except for the reporters who followed closely all the way.

"We're a couple now, we're engaged on Valentine's Day, what's wrong with going out shopping? Leave these flies alone, just keep them out of sight. ”

Yang Lin intended to ignore these reporters, but these reporters did not intend to let them go. They are no longer satisfied with taking pictures along the way, but plan to go for interviews.

"You are the biggest name in this year's Spring Festival Gala, and the show was not announced until this moment, are you particularly happy?"

"Three programs, you set a record for the Spring Festival Gala, and according to rumors, you just went to the crew yesterday to report, is there such a thing?"

"On the Spring Festival Gala program list, you successfully squeezed out Liu Liu, and played with Zhao Benshan and Song Dandan, do you feel nervous?"

One question after another made Yang Lin quite unhappy, he didn't know what was going on, how did he make history, and he didn't take the initiative to ask to participate in Zhao Benshan's sketches, how could this become his use of fame to suppress others? Typical obfuscation.

"I'm sorry, I don't know exactly what you're talking about, if there's anything I'll announce on my Weibo ~ blog, I need to understand the situation and then say, don't worry, okay?" Yang Lin didn't dare to answer the question now, he was still confused, if he answered now, being taken out of context would become no one in his eyes, and it would take a long time for his public relations team to make up for it.

Holding Liu Yifei's hand, Yang Lin quickly slipped to the back seat of the taxi, and did not forget to hold a newspaper handed over by the reporter in his hand, he forgot to say thank you to this selfless reporter.

"Master, just drive a little bit ahead, and then go to the garden community." Yang Lin said to the driver in front of him, and after he finished speaking, he followed Liu Yifei and the two of them looked down at the newspaper.

After the driver answered, he started the car, leaving behind a pair of longing eyes.

"Yang Lin and Zhao Benshan, the collision popular at the grassroots is worth looking forward to!"

"The last show is exposed, Yang Lin will sing "Stand Up" solo!"

"The full version of the "Spring Festival Gala Program List" was exposed, and Yang Lin was proud of his three programs!"

Behind these news, there is an attached program list, Yang Lin studied his three programs, in addition to the solo "Stand Up", he and Jay Chou will cooperate in "Thousands of Miles Away", and partner with Zhao Benshan to star in the sketch "Torchbearer".

"This year's Spring Festival Gala is your stage alone!" Liu Yifei said enviously, she just didn't want to show up, and the Spring Festival Gala crew had invited her before, but she didn't agree. In her opinion, her focus should now be all on film performance.

She is not Yang Lin, she is not so omnipotent, and she can't know all the eighteen martial arts, so she can only give up some things, such as singing and the like. …,

Yang Lin said with a smile: "If it weren't for the benefits, I wouldn't want to go to the Spring Festival Gala, I'd rather spend the Spring Festival with you at home." But after the performance, I can rush back to listen to the firecrackers on Chinese New Year's Eve with you. “

There are many people who want to go to the Spring Festival Gala, but the programs of the Spring Festival Gala are limited, so in order to allow more people to go to the Spring Festival Gala, there are more choruses arranged. Often a song has to be sung by several singers at the same time, no matter how it is sung, just gather the number of people to pile up the stars. Most of the audience can't hear whether they sing well or not, they only care about which celebrities and big names appear.

And Yang Lin not only went to the Spring Festival Gala by himself, but also brought the company's newcomer Jing Tian to the show, even if it was just one of the recitation teams of more than ten people, there were many seconds of footage, which was worth it.

The program list of this year's Spring Festival Gala has made countless people lose their eyes, and the songs are rarely sung in Dalian, except for a few songs that highlight the friendship between the two sides of the Taiwan Strait and the three places and overseas Chinese, all of them are solo soloists.

The three programs are all heavyweights, especially Zhao Benshan's sketches. Originally, Zhao Benshan's sketch was the treasure of the Spring Festival Gala every year, and every audience was full of expectations. The majority of the audience also has expectations for his cooperation with Song Dandan again, and now with Yang Lin's joining, let alone that.

"The garden community has arrived!" The driver stopped the car smoothly, turned his head and said to the two people behind the car, he was a little nervous, opened his mouth to say something, but didn't know how to speak.

"Master, do you have anything else?" Yang Lin asked as he took out his wallet and was about to pay.

The driver's face turned red when he brushed it, and he was still so shy when he was dozens of years old. He took off his gloves and said a little nervously: "That's the case, my daughter is your loyal fan, her room is full of your posters, not only did she buy all of your genuine CDs but also went to work to earn money to listen to your concert, I want to help her ask for an autograph group photo, I don't know if it's okay." ”

didn't expect to be able to meet his own fans, Yang Lin readily agreed, took the pen, signed his name on the notebook, and then used the driver's mobile phone to take a photo of himself and Liu Yifei. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation. )