【Stayed in the room for several minutes!! Is it kissing again? Isn't it? 】

[Xia Xia's lips don't look too red, but her face is still a little red, whether they kiss or not, these two people will definitely not be innocent for a few minutes in the room! ] 】

[Xia Xia looks so well-behaved and kissed, don't blame Ling Wangxing, who can bear it! ] 】

Xia Zhizhu maintained his composure on the surface, as long as he was nothing, it was no big deal, and asked the cameraman: "What task do you want to complete?" ”

The cameraman said in a proper manner: "Two people need to go downstairs and be released by the host." ”

Downstairs, Xiao Yuan sat on the sofa and beckoned to them, she didn't know what was going on, she saw Xia Zhizhu and said, "You have been up for a long time, Xiao Xia, your face is so red." ”

[Hahahaha, Sister Xiaoyuan got to the point at once. 】

[I can review the picture of Ling Xia kissing a hundred times, but it's too short (tears)]

Xia Zhizhu walked over and pretended that nothing had happened: "It's your delusion, what task are you going to post?" ”

Ohara said: "Because of the particularity of this episode, most of the tasks are to interact with the audience in the live broadcast room, so the next task is to extract an article from the fan base of the two of you, and the fans with the highest demand will read it." ”

After listening to the task arranged by the program team, Xia Zhizhu suspected that he had heard it wrong: "What? It was so windy I didn't hear clearly. ”

[I heard it clearly, draw fan fandom and let Ling Xia read it! ] 】

[I'm ready! 】

[Xia Xia, don't pretend not to hear!!] Your ears are red! (very loud)】

The guests recorded alone, and the time was only one or two days, like some competitive large-scale games, they could only do these games that increased the feelings of couples, and the audience liked to see them, and also increased the interaction with the audience.

It's like killing two birds with one stone.

For guests, especially people like Xia Zhizhu who are easy to be shy and have a strong sense of boundaries like Ling Wangxing, it is relatively difficult.

But this is also a major attraction of the program team.

Ohara held his phone and said, "Let me take a look at the barrage, which article do you want you to read the most." ”

The barrage brushes the ground together, dazzling, Xiao Yuan can be regarded as understanding the feeling of the barrage that Xia Zhizhu couldn't see before, because it is really dense and difficult to see clearly!

Xia Zhizhu looked incredulous when he heard the task they were going to complete, he had heard Xiao Lu say it before, the cp articles written by fans were very large, and he himself had seen the videos edited by fans, and he could only say that their imagination was really rich.

When Xia Zhizhu mixes fans with super talk, he usually watches the sugar in the shows they edit, and follows them to discover those hidden clues.

It's also too strange to look at an article with your own name on it.

He was a little worried, and quietly asked Ling Wangxing: "Have you read the articles written by fans?" ”

After leaving the room, he put on the microphone, and the voice was still very clear when it was lowered to the live broadcast room.

Ling Wangxing held his hand without a trace, Xia Zhizhu turned to look at him, and everyone's attention was attracted by Xiao Yuan, who had chosen the same culture.

No one paid attention to their small movements, Ling Wangxing squeezed it soothingly, and said softly, "No." ”

The cameraman didn't notice it, and they stuck it together again without paying attention.

The task of the program team still has to be done, after all, they have signed a contract, and it is not so simple to fall in love with a salary.

Xiao Yuan watched it in the live broadcast room for a long time before finding three articles for them to choose from: "The audience in the live broadcast room is very enthusiastic, just choose one of these three articles to read a chapter." ”

Ohara sorted out the three articles for them to choose, one is a derivative of the "Travel Diary" program, one is realistic, and one is an ABO theme.

Ling Wangxing didn't have any opinions, Xia Zhizhu flipped through it casually, and felt very bad, so he said: "It's good to choose the ABO who is the most distant from reality, if it is too unrealistic, it may seem that there will be less shame." ”

[Hahahaha, I'm starting to look forward to it! 】

【 I have arranged all the indispensable plots of ABOs!! 】

Xiao Yuan tinkered with the mobile phones of the two staff members for a while, and then turned to the same chapter: "The two of you only need to read the content of this chapter to complete the task!" ”

Xiao Yuan's brisk tone can't change the bleak reality of wanting to read the same humanities, Xia Zhizhu took the phone and looked at the content on it, and hurriedly glanced at it and felt excited, his cheeks were slightly hot: "Are you sure that these contents can be broadcast, and they won't be blocked because of color?" ”

Ohara said very flexibly: "If you can't say it when you encounter it, you can automatically code it." ”

You can automatically code and let them read this chapter, just to see how they react when they see these contents, right?

Xia Zhizhu felt that he was about to be brought to change color, he and Ling Wangxing were obviously still very pure, but the content he wanted to read was not innocent at all.

He quietly tilted his head, wanting to see Ling Wangxing's reaction, but his hand, which was quietly covered by his close legs, was pinched, as if to remind him to concentrate.

Xiao Yuan smiled at his aunt: "The two of you can start." ”

[Let's start, let's go!] Ball Ball! 】

[I've turned on the recording.,The Lord personally recited the same literature to me.,The blessings I cultivated in my last life.] 】

The task has to be done well, Ling Wangxing's expression looked very calm, and he was the first to speak, and his voice did not have a trace of emotion: "On a rainy night, the sound of rain clattered on the window, the lights in the house were bright, and Ling Wangxing threw Xia Zhizhu onto the bed. ”

[What an emotionless voice! Hahahaha, I'm going to die laughing! 】

[Quickly intercept keywords, in bed!] 】

Ling Wangxing's expression was still a little disgusted after reading it: "How could I drop him." ”

[Did you hear that?] In the future, I will write to carry it to the bed! 】

[I understand, I understand, the Lord is teaching you to write the same humanities online.] 】

Xia Zhizhu stammered: "You, what are you going to do?" ”

He selectively ignored the previous series of things Xia Zhizhu was frightened and panicked, his expression innocent and dazed, and he jumped directly to the dialogue.

The barrage laughed terribly, the contrast between the two was too great, Ling Wangxing's face was expressionless, as if he didn't care about these at all, and Xia Zhizhu was ashamed and eager to explode on the spot.

Ling Wangxing: "Ling Wangxing approached Xia Zhizhu little by little, his eyes locked on him, trapping his omega between these square inches, gritting his teeth and asking: Who is that man?" ”

He paused and looked at the camera: "Which man?" ”

[Hahahaha, I'm really going to die in the Lingxia live broadcast room, either knocking to death or laughing to death. 】

[It's you! I'm not mistaken, this is a crematorium article, after getting drunk, you put Xia Xia like this and that, and then I don't remember, I thought Xia Xia and other men were ......]

[Isn't it.,Isn't it necessary to eat vinegar in the same culture?] (surprised)】

"That man ......" Xia Zhizhu was about to smoke, and threw his mobile phone on the sofa with self-deprecation: "I don't read it, whatever punishment there is, I won't read it." ”

The staff were all holding back their laughter, and Ling Wangxing's expressionless reading seemed to be able to shame Xia Zhizhu next to him to death every time he said one more word, and this contrast had a feeling of being funny and funny.

Xiao Yuan sneered: "Then you have to make an ending at the end, you can't have a head and no tail." ”

Xia Zhizhu looked at Ling Wangxing, Ling Wangxing's gaze lifted from the mobile phone screen and landed on Xia Zhizhu's flat lower abdomen: "Ling Wangxing imprisoned the person in his arms between the sheets, the golden chain made a loud dragging sound, and he said in a gloomy voice: Here, I can only give birth to my child." ”

“！！！”

Xia Zhizhu was so shocked that he didn't know what to say.

[Let him give birth to him!!! Ahhhh

[I raised it when I was born!! (screams)】

[Upstairs????? 】

After Ling Wangxing finished reading the last line, he threw away his mobile phone, looked at Xia Zhizhu's sluggish appearance, a little smile appeared on his face, and he hugged the person into his arms and patted him on the back to comfort: "It's okay, it's just acting as if it's acting." ”

Xia Zhizhu buried his face in Ling Wangxing's arms, his fingers clutched Ling Wangxing's clothes, and he felt a little better when he couldn't feel the sight of others, and let out a soft "um".

He couldn't see the expressions of the others, and he didn't know that Ling Wangxing also had a smile on his face, or a little doting smile.

[Help, why do I think Ling Wangxing is teasing his wife??? It seems that there is an extra mouthful of dog food in the mouth. 】

[Knowing that Xia Zhizhu was easy to be shy, he had to read it word by word, and after reading it, he held the shy person in his arms and coaxed him. (Don't let us see it yet!!) ）】

[It's okay for me to be on my own, right? 】

Even if the task of reading the same humanities is over, Xia Zhizhu slowed down for a while before he came back, recording variety shows is not easier than filming, and it makes him more ashamed than fake.

When it's still fake, he still has the spirit of contract.

The afternoon passed quickly, Xia Zhizhu came over in the morning after filming, and the rest of the time Xiao Yuan said to let them move freely, Xia Zhizhu and Ling Wangxing watched movies on the sofa.

You can't do anything else with a camera anyway.

In the rare leisure time, the curtains in the house were drawn, and there were fruit snacks on the coffee table, and doing nothing just leaning together to watch a movie already satisfied Xia Zhizhu.

The sight in the room was dim, and Xia Zhizhu whispered, "It seems to be dating." ”

Other people are also watching movies on dates.

Ling Wangxing: "Who brings so many light bulbs on a date?" ”

That being said, even the time to watch a movie with a light bulb like this needs to be made up.

Ling Wangxing didn't have the habit of making promises without preparation, and looked at Xia Zhizhu's side face, thinking in his heart.

That's not dating.

Xia Zhizhu didn't feel a little sleepy for a long time, the movie was an old movie he had already watched, and it didn't attract him at all, his eyes slowly closed, and after a while, his head leaned against the back of the sofa chair and tilted to the side.

Ling Wangxing pressed his head on his shoulder, lowered his voice and asked the staff next to him, "Can you help me find a blanket?" ”

[What a gentle tone.] 】

[I'm afraid of waking up Xia Zhizhu. 】

The staff found a thin blanket and helped cover Xia Zhizhu's body, and Xia Zhizhu slept until dusk in the afternoon.

When he woke up, he saw that the staff walking around the room were still a little dazed, and he didn't react, but after a few seconds, he woke up and quickly found someone in the living room: "What about Ling Wangxing?" ”

The staff pointed to the kitchen.

Xia Zhizhu subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, afraid that Ling Wangxing would already be gone when he woke up.

Ling Wangxing didn't know when he went to the kitchen to cook, the curtains in the house were opened, and he could see the horizon in the distance The sun was setting little by little, Xiao Yuan said: "Xiao Xia, you wake up, you have to connect at night." ”

Xia Zhizhu's attention was still on the kitchen, and the whole person was a little absent-minded: "Connection? ”

Xiao Yuan smiled and nodded: "Yes, the connection with other guests can be regarded as being in the same frame in the air." ”

There's no way to really get together, so you can only find a sense of ritual in this way.

Xia Zhizhu nodded, indicating that he understood, and walked eagerly to the kitchen, and saw that the heart of the person inside hanging in the air fell back to the same place: "I thought you were gone." ”

I always remember it in my heart, and I will think about it for the first time after waking up.

Ling Wangxing knew what he meant: "I'll shoot tomorrow, and I'll tell you when I leave." ”

He glanced at the camera and lowered his voice: "It's not going to go away." ”