Han Yitingjun's eyebrows furrowed: "In love? ”

"Yes, when he just came back, I asked him to choose someone and get to know him, but in the end he said that he had someone he liked, and ah, he was humming a little song when he was taking a bath, isn't this a precursor to liking someone?" Mu Xiuying's eyes were full of joy.

Hearing this, Han Yiting's expression darkened, and he said in a deep voice: "I'll take a look."

Han Yiting walked to Han Yichen's room and knocked on the door gently, Han Yichen thought that Mu Xiuying came to ask that question, so he ignored it.

Han Yiting slowly opened the door and walked in, Han Yichen raised his eyes and found that it was Han Yiting, and paused slightly: "Brother? How did you get time to come to me? "You must know that when he was a child, he always went to find Han Yiting, and he never went into his room, once he wanted to play with him, but Han Yiting kicked him out of the door.

Han Yiting frowned and browsed the entire room in general, even if the aunt came to clean it every day, it was still very messy. Han Yichen knew what Han Yiting was thinking, he was a person with a habit of cleanliness, and he couldn't stand the untidiness of the room, Han Yichen pouted: "Brother, it's already very clean, don't dislike it." ”

Han Yiting didn't say anything, so he changed his words and asked in a deep voice: "How do you feel about work recently?" ”

Han Yichen thought for a while: "It's okay" but after thinking about it carefully, it didn't feel right: "Brother? That's why you're here to ask me this? ”

Han Yiting has been standing at the table, and he has no intention of sitting down: "It's always right to care about it!" ”

Han Yichen simply hummed and nodded, although his brother was relatively cold, he never cared less about him, just when Han Yichen was still immersed in this warmth, Han Yiting suddenly asked his doubts: "Are you in love?" ”

Because the topic changed too quickly, Han Yichen didn't react, and was shocked at first: "Huh? Then he said a little shyly: "Brother, why did you suddenly ask this question?" ”

Han Yiting looked at Han Yichen's expression, and his face fell: "Listen to what your mother said." ”

Han Yichen rolled his eyes speechlessly: "You also believe what my mother said." ”

Han Yiting asked suspiciously: "Really? ”

"Fake"

"What you said is true?"

"Really." Han Yichen spread his hands: "Why should I lie to you?" ”

Han Yiting raised his eyebrows, forget it, let's believe him!

*

The next day, Han Yichen came directly to the studio after listening to the concert, looking for the person who was anxious to see, and shouted: "Luo Xiyu"

Luo Xiyu turned around in surprise, Han Yichen quickly ran to her and took the initiative to grab her wrist: "Go, go to the recording studio with me." Then he pulled her away in full view of everyone, and there was a cheer behind the staff, Luo Xiyu subconsciously wanted to get rid of him and go by himself, but he couldn't pull his strength at all, and he was dragged to the recording studio.

Luo Xiyu panted and pinched her waist and asked, "What are you bringing me here for?" ”。

Han Yichen didn't feel tired like Luo Xiyu, but took out the song sheet in his pocket very excitedly: "I have written down the new songs on the way to the concert, and after watching the concert, I will go back to sort out the music and pass the sample, quick, listen, this time is very different from the previous one." ”