"I forgot ...... just now" Su Wennan didn't dare to look at his face, and only looked at him left and right, "Are you making music?" ”

Mo Yuchen stood up, pulled her to sit down in front of the mirror, took a hair dryer on the side, and said while helping her blow it: "Well, Director Zhang wants me to wrap the ending song of the movie, and Director Liu also wants me to write a soundtrack and an ending song." ”

The humming sound of the hair dryer drowned out his voice a lot, Su Wennan listened to it, and couldn't help but turn around and ask, "Are you going to write three songs?" ”

"Well," he straightened her head, "don't move. ”

Her long hair was jet black, blown by the wind, and occasionally floated to her cheeks, like a mortal elf, Mo Yuchen felt that her heart had become softer, and her movements were more gentle: "I have to finish writing the rest of the book today, and I may not have time to accompany you." ”

"Then I'm ......" Su Wennan suddenly remembered a question, "The quilt is a little wet." ”

Mo Yuchen touched it and made sure that her hair was almost dry, so he put down the hair dryer and pulled her to his side again: "Someone will change it in a while, I have already told the staff just now." ”

Carrying her to the side of the sofa, he lowered his head and rubbed her head again, and handed her her mobile phone: "You play by yourself for a while." ”

Su Wennan blinked his eyes, and there was a battle between heaven and man in his mind.

A voice kept yelling, the quilt was wet, and the idol didn't have time to pay attention to her if she wanted to make music, at this time she should go directly back to her room, and the other voice whimpered, no, no, she really didn't want to go back at all......

Sitting here like this, even if she didn't speak and just looked at his back and listened to the music he made, she felt as sweet as a honeypot in her heart.

opened his mouth again and again, Su Wennan didn't give up much to say, silently lowered his head, and swiped Weibo again.

There was no sound on Mo Yuchen's side, Su Wennan looked up, and he put on the headphones......

Someone knocked on the door and came in to change the quilt halfway, until Su Wennan had already eaten a round of melons on the Internet, and even bought a bunch of his endorsements to forward the lottery on Weibo, he was not busy yet.

Glancing at the time, it was almost twelve o'clock.

Su Wennan flattened her mouth, and suddenly a thought came to her mind, the idol just let her play by herself for a while, could it be that it was not good to drive her away, so wouldn't it be good for her to stay here with such a dead face?

Standing up slowly, she staggered over to him and reached out to poke him in the shoulder.

Mo Yuchen was listening to a melody modification repeatedly, and was startled by this sudden movement, turned his head and saw that it was her, he almost instinctively looked at the mobile phone next to him, it was almost twelve o'clock!

"You didn't sleep?" He took off the headphones and looked at the bed again, the quilt was spread out flat, and there was no trace of anyone lying down at all, "You have been sitting on the sofa until now?" ”

"Hmm." Su Wennan nodded.

"Why don't you go to bed first when you're tired?" He stood up, as if he was a little angry, and said with annoyance, "Blame me for not saying, I thought you would sleep by yourself when you were tired." ”

didn't wait for her to reply, he had already picked her up and put her on the bed, and the next second, the corners of his mouth suddenly smiled: "Waiting for me?" ”

Su Wennan nodded, shook his head again, and said in a low voice: "I'm wondering, should I ...... Go back ......."

Before the words fell, he blocked his lips, his lips and teeth touched, he slowly stood up, and his voice was extremely soft: "Are you willing?" ”

Her gaze was glued, almost instinctively, and she shook her head.

Mo Yuchen laughed again: "Good, you go to sleep first, I'll accompany you after I finish writing this paragraph, okay?" ”

After covering the quilt for her, he stood up, Su Wennan only showed a small head, nodded obediently, and stretched out his hand to hold him: "Don't wear headphones, I want to listen too." ”

"I'm afraid I'll disturb you." He smiled, grabbed her with his backhand, and rubbed it slightly, "Since you want to hear it, it's just right, help me listen to what was written in the previous paragraph first." "Zero Zero Book House

He sat back in front of the computer, and sure enough, he took off his headphones, and soon the melody of the combination of classical charm and modern instruments slowly sounded.

First, a piece of zither sounded softly, and after a while, the drum beat and piano sound joined the fusion, and it immediately had a bit of majestic meaning.

Just as I was listening attentively, the music suddenly stopped.

Su Wennan was stunned for a moment: "Is it gone?" ”

"The back hasn't been written yet," Mo Yuchen asked, "Is it okay in the front?" ”

Of course! You can go crazy! Su Wennan couldn't wait to hear the full version now, so he nodded his head like a chicken pecking rice: "It's good!" ”

Mo Yuchen squinted his eyes, holding the mouse in one hand and the pen in the other, poked his face with the end of the pen, and asked uncertainly, "Really?" Didn't listen to it with a fan filter? ”

"Bring ......" Su Wennan shrank his head, his eyes were full of pink bubbles and bubbles again, "But it sounds good whether you bring it or not......"

"Sounds good or does it look good?" He lowered his eyes to her, the corners of his mouth raised.

She covered her head with the quilt again, and hummed: "It's also good-sounding and good-looking!" ”

Mo Yuchen chuckled, and then turned around: "Soon, if you're tired, go to bed first." ”

Su Wennan was scrolling through Weibo, while listening to him constantly revise repeatedly, write a paragraph, stop and change a paragraph, listen again, change again, and then continue, I don't know how long it took before Mo Yuchen stopped and turned off the computer.

Looking back at her, he froze for a moment: "You haven't slept yet?" ”

"Well," Su Wennan grinned, busy on Weibo, "I'm listening, by the way, lottery." ”

"Smoke what?" He put his things away, took off his coat, and got under the covers, raising his arms around her.

Su Wennan's attention on the mobile phone just now was immediately attracted by him, and the whole person couldn't help but get nervous: "I...... That ......"

"What?" He hugged her a little tighter.

"That's it," Su Wennan tried to straighten out his thoughts, "Everyone is drawing a lottery today, because it turns out that the relationship is not your hype, and our materials have been donated to the front line, I bought a bunch of your endorsements to draw, and I am letting them forward it at this time." ”

"The one with the most forwards can choose gifts, and all the other systems will be randomly selected."

There is another sentence she didn't say, cp fans are also lottery, because of the carnival......

Mo Yuchen seemed to think it was a little funny, and glanced at her mobile phone: "Bracelets, necklaces, watches, lipstick, and razors?" ”

He paused suddenly: "You don't give me a razor in the lottery?" ”

Su Wennan was stunned: "This, this is your endorsement, the brand should be ......"

"The brand will send it, and you will send it," he asked, looking at her, "can it be the same?" ”

"I can't." Su Wennan replied.

The next second, she saw him suddenly pick up his mobile phone, open Weibo, search for "Chenchen's career fan", and then forwarded this one: "Help me get on the hot transfer, thank you." ”

Su Wennan, who was still nested in the quilt, stared at her eyes and didn't react for a long time.