The lounge is simply furnished, with sofas, tables, and a TV hanging on the wall connected to the stage.

Xi Youle clung to the sofa, and looked at Jiang Yan with peach blossom eyes that were full of affection, like a sea of stars.

"Yes."

Xi Youle said softly.

"Don't want to?" Jiang Yan pretended to be surprised, pretended to leave with a disappointed expression.

"Yes!"

Xi Youle was a little anxious, his voice rose several decibels, and he took the initiative to grab Jiang Yan's arm.

Jiang Yan took Xi Youle in his arms and sat on the sofa, and it was obvious to the naked eye that Xi Youle was red to the root of his ears, shy and cute.

"I miss you too." Jiang Yan didn't give Xi Youle time to react, and directly bit her lip.

It's still the same softness, the same fragrance.

Jiang Yan was already experienced at this time, so he breathed a sigh of relief and sucked harder and harder, but did not stick out his tongue.

Xi Youle's eyes widened, and his mind went blank.

Last time I was here, just kissing, Quan Yongsi suddenly broke in.

Xi Youle was actually prepared for a long time, and before that, he deliberately searched for videos and watched the kissing scenes of TV series and movies.

However, when I experienced it myself, I was a little overwhelmed.

"Woo... Woo..."

Xi Youle whined in his throat.

The air conditioner in the lounge continuously delivers heat, making the whole room gradually hotter.

The rapid wheezing of the two echoed, and sometimes the sound of "zizi" sounded.

Xi Youle's body gradually softened, the flush climbed up to his cheeks and ears, his eyes gradually blurred, covered with a layer of mist, and his eyes were like silk.

After a few minutes, Jiang Yan raised his head and left Xi Youle's small mouth.

Xi Youle leaned tightly in Jiang Yan's arms, his cheeks were hot, his slightly red and swollen little mouth spit out a rapid breath, and his plump chest rose and fell violently.

The two stared at each other, one with silky eyes and the other with fiery eyes.

Don't want to do it again?

Jiang Yan swallowed his saliva, took out one hand to stroke Xi Youle's beautiful back and drew circles, and then violently forced, the two bodies were close together, and Jiang Yan could clearly feel Xi Youle's plumpness and softness.

From beginning to end, Xi Youle did not resist.

Jiang Yan took Xi Youle's lips in his mouth again, this time still not sticking out his tongue, but waiting for Xi Youle's initiative.

Still too shy.

After waiting for more than ten seconds, Jiang Yan decided to take the initiative.

is different from Mu Qingya's cold on the surface, mature and sensible in private, Xi Youle is cold on the surface, but in fact he is shy and shy in private, after all, he has never been in love once, but he is well-behaved and obedient in the face of himself.

Jiang Yan boldly teased the lilac tongue behind the shell teeth.

At first, Xi Youle had some instinctive resistance and clumsy dodging, but with Jiang Yan's touch, the hormones were gradually secreted, and he gradually became emotional, so he began to push half-way, and finally responded fiercely.

I don't know how long it took, Jiang Yan felt his lips and tongue tingle, picked up Xi Youle's face, and ended the long kiss.

Xi Youle, whose eyes were half-narrowed, opened his eyes slightly and looked at Jiang Yan, as if he was a little unsatisfied, but because he was shy, he buried his head in Jiang Yan's arms, and the two gasped slightly.

For about ten seconds, Jiang Yan hugged Xi Youle's small waist.

"Good sister, there is a high probability that you won't be able to catch the plane after recording the show today, I heard that the crabs in Chengyang Lake are very fat, let's go eat together at night?"

Jiang Yan proposed.

"Uh-huh." Xi Youle, who was buried in Jiang Yan's arms, had a very soft voice.

"After eating, come to my room to admire the moon." Jiang Yan said solemnly.

"Uh-huh."

Xi Youle bit his lip and nodded obediently.

"The recording of the show will start immediately, please all the guests on stage!"

In the hallway, the staff knocked on the door of the break room one by one, shouting loudly.

Xi Youle took a deep breath, touched his hot cheeks, and finally regained his composure after a long time, side by side with Jiang Yan

Walk to the stage.

"Welcome to the recording site of the first episode of "The Strongest Lyricist", I am the host Ji Jiaping!"

The host is thanking the sponsors, while the side stage prepares a sofa, and when all the guests are finished, the five lyricists will be interviewed by the host, and then the singers will sing the songs written by the lyricists one by one.

In the last issue, Jiang Yan drew the second number, and according to the rules, Xi Youle appeared in the penultimate position.

"First of all, let's talk to Mr. Ding Heshuo."

The host controls the rhythm of the scene.

Ding Heshuo, a gold medal lyricist, is good at writing ancient songs, and the selection is first-line singer Mu Xingwen.

The host's question is nothing more than what habits Ding Heshuo had when he wrote songs, and what interesting things happened when he wrote songs.

The interview lasted about five or six minutes, and the host walked to the main stage.

"Let's welcome singer Mu Xingwen, who sang "The Past Is Like Smoke" written by Ding Heshuo!"

Jiang Yan cheered up and looked at the main stage, Mu Xingwen is a first-line singer who has risen in the past two years, but because of illness and rest for half a year, his fame has declined, Ding Heshuo drew lots to the fifth, and he didn't have to choose, so he chose Mu Xingwen.

The accompaniment of the song sounded slowly, and Mu Xingwen, who had just recovered from a serious illness, turned a little pale and began to sing "The Past is Like Smoke".

Because Ding Heshuo is good at writing ancient songs, the accompaniment of this song is used in traditional Chinese instruments such as guzheng, erhu, suona, etc., and the lyrics are also biased towards ancient style.

After the song, the audience applauded.

"It's good, the artistic conception of the words written by Ding Heshuo is very beautiful, Mu Xingwen belongs to the kind of voice with a sense of story, I didn't expect the first song to be so good!"

"The program team invited all gold medal lyricists, and their strength is obvious to all, including Jiang Yan, he can now be regarded as a gold medal lyricist, today we can be regarded as a blessing, five new songs with absolute quality!"

"The song "The Past is Like Smoke" sung by Mu Xingwen, if you compete for the new song list, at least it will be at the top three level, in the final analysis, Ding Heshuo's lyric writing ability is too strong. The most important thing in a song is the lyrics, without good lyrics, no matter how good the singer is, it is useless!"

"Jiang Yan, Youle is reluctant to reveal the song you wrote for her."

While the host was interviewing Mu Xingwen, Quan Yongsi, who was wearing gold wire glasses, took the initiative to talk.

"I'd like to see which of the two of us writes the song that moves the audience the most!"

Quan Yongsi lifted the frame, and his tone was full of confidence.

Jiang Yan smiled.

Quan Yongsi is elegant and easy-going, revealing the temperament of an ancient scholar and arrogance!

Of course, he has proud capital.

The king and queen lined up to let him write songs, and most of the songs he wrote became classics and became popular all over the country.

"Quan Lao is a senior, I have listened to the songs you wrote since I was a child." Jiang Yan said polite words.

He has no grievances with Quan Yongsi, and now he is a competitor at best.

As for whose song can impress the audience the most, it just so happens that Xi Youle is the penultimate debut, and the singer Zhong Fengyu chosen by Quan Yongsi is the last to appear.

Whoever writes something nice or bad will naturally be known to the audience!

Compared with talking to Quan Yongsi, Jiang Yan is thinking about eating hairy crabs with Xi Youle at night and admiring the moon in the hotel room!