The Queen is In Pairs [entertainment Circle]

A drop of warmth fell on the back of his hand.

Lu Yinbing knew that it was Xia Yitong's tears, not because of sadness. So he turned his head to kiss her on the ear, and smiled mischievously: "You don't want to?"

Xia Yitong cried out: "Will you!" She reached out and took the ring out of the box and stuffed it into Lu Yinbing's hand, for fear that she would regret it next moment, "Give it to me."

Xia Yitong heard a burst of pleasant laughter in her ears. Lu Yinbing took her hand and put his ring on her waist.

"Does it look good?" Lu Yinbing asked.

Xia Yitong sniffed and nodded.

Lu Yinbing straightened her body and cupped her face with one hand. In the morning light in the room, the two stared at each other, approached each other, and quietly received a kiss that was too long to forget the time.

Ten minutes later, Lu Yinbing released her embrace, changed her embrace to hold her hand, and told her about drawing in the hospital. The fourth bed was discharged just two days ago. She hadn't had time to tell Xia Yitong, Xia Yitong Really express the meaning of sincere blessing. There are also those photos, some of which Xia Yitong has never seen before, and Lu Yinbing secretly photographed them. What makes Xia Yitong feel nonchalant is that a small part of it was taken from paparazzi.

The studios where the paparazzi work are nothing more than making money, so they usually contact the celebrities when they have information. Generally, as long as the celebrities get a suitable price, those things will be delivered to the celebrities intact.

The two of them were talking about the things from the previous year to the present. From the first time Xia Yitong knocked on the door of her room, he was yelled. When they talked about the three slammed doors at the back, they both felt weird while standing and chatting. This room There was no bed, only a chair in front of the piano, and Lu Yinbing asked Xia Yitong to sit on her lap, recalling the stories of the past together.

When Xia Yitong talked about rising, she saw something in the corner of her eye. It was hidden in the corner of the piano tripod. It was a pair of miniature Bluetooth speakers. There was also a mobile phone for Lu Yan Bingbing beside the speakers. She pointed to it. Said, "What is this?"

Lu Yinbing rolled his eyes, glanced at her mysteriously, and said, "Want to know?"

Xia Yitong nodded.

Lu Yinbing took the phone above and unlocked it. The interface that popped up was a recording file called "Piano Accompaniment of "Eye". In Xia Yitong's shocked expression, Lu Yinbing clicked the play button.

The beautiful and smooth piano accompaniment poured out from the sound like clouds and water, exactly the same as what Xia Yitong had just listened to.

Xia Yitong: "……………………"

So Lu Yinbing is a fake bomb? ? ?

Lu Yinbing raised his head and raised his chin, quite reasonable, and said, "You can play the piano. If I can do it, I won't grab your job?"

Xia Yitong: "……………………"

She has only heard false singing, and never heard of false plays. She still hasn't recovered from this shocking fact.

Lu Yinbing looked at her for a while, lowered his head and rubbed the tip of his nose with his fingers, and confessed embarrassedly: "I have learned everything, but I have no knowledge in music. I wanted to play it by myself, but I stayed in the hospital. , For a total of only a few days, and I have to be busy with other things, so I just stumbled and learned half of it."

Lu Yinbing immediately played half of the tune on the keyboard against the score. It seemed that he had learned it seriously, but he also saw that his finger movements were not as good as those of Xia Yitong, who practiced piano all the year round. The connection with sound is also slightly jerky.

Lu Yinbing stopped his hands and looked down at the black and white piano keys. He felt a little guilty and said, "I'm afraid I will play the wrong sound when I get nervous, and then mess up this marriage proposal, so I asked a friend who knows the piano to help. I recorded a song, I didn't mean it, I—"

Her eyes widened suddenly, and Xia Yitong had already leaned forward to seal her lips with a kiss. She had been moved so much that she would care about such trivial matters.

The two changed positions unknowingly during the kiss. Lu Yinbing sat in Xia Yitong's arms, squinting his eyes comfortably, feeling the warm but not scorching temperature of the sun shining through the window.

A familiar melody suddenly sounded in my ears.

Pushed by reality/dreams will be deformed/attached to make people/ feels hard/ I just look at you/ the look of understanding/ smile raises/ can continue...

With a slight movement in her mind, she saw Xia Yitong's slender and beautiful fingers falling on the keys of the piano through the corner of her eyes, as agile as the most outstanding dancer.

After playing most of the front, Xia Yitong let go of her, took a breath, looked at her brightly, and slowly spoke. The voice that is naturally suitable for singing follows the ending part of the melody, gently and gently: "Sometimes love It’s a look/to drive away all the distress/you make me remember that I’m not alone/everything is possible with you/because of mutual trust/real love does not need to be guaranteed/will have a constant temperature~"

In the sun, the woman wearing only cartoon short-sleeved pajamas-the windbreaker was taken off after entering the door-her fingers are like elves, her eyes closed slightly, and the warm smile on her lips is like a beautiful and shocking picture. It was firmly engraved in Lu Yinbing's heart.

She watched Xia Yitong’s self-play and self-sing video last time on Weibo. She ate a few big jars of vinegar while licking the screen. Such a beautiful girlfriend was seen by others. When a real person performed in front of her Lu Yinbing was so excited that he couldn't say anything. He didn't have any words that could be formed in his heart except for "Ah ah ah ah ah".

Finally, I pressed Xia Yitong on the piano and kissed him fiercely, and started to touch her hands. Xia Yitong felt her enthusiasm, and her sleeping body could be burned by a small spark, and she almost had a hard time in the piano room. describe.

If it weren’t for Xia Yitong’s being hugged onto the piano before the piano cover was put down, and the keys uttered the words "You dare to do this to me and I won’t live anymore", Xia Yitong Unable to laugh or cry, the two looked at each other sweetly, and then lowered their heads to see the rings on each other's hands. They both twisted inexplicably, and opened the door with their fingers interlocking.

At the door stood three parents who looked at the sky and looked out the window, focused and acting like "We are very busy, don't disturb us".

Lu Yinbing: "..."

Xia Yitong: "..."

When did they come and how much did they hear?

The two greeted the elders in turn. The three parents nodded and saw their hands held together. Their eyes were frozen. Liu Xinmin reached out to pinch her husband’s arm. Lu Yunzhang tightly covered the back of Liu Xinmin’s hand, and the dean clenched his fists. The eyes opened wide suddenly.

The two of them didn't see their weird sight, and brought them back to the room.

I heard the whisper behind:

"The ring ring, did you see it? Old Lu! In-law!"

"Saw!"

"I actually proposed to marry me, I guessed it right."

"It's really romantic for the young couple now to propose marriage. They also play the piano, Lao Lu!"

"Bombball, I will learn now, and I will play it for you every day from now on."

"Fuck you, in-laws are still here! Guess who asked for it?"

"I guess our daughter."

"I guess Xia Tong."

"Why don't you two...who will ask?"

"You should go..."

...

When he walked in, Lu Yinbing suddenly turned around and said, "Mom, we don't have breakfast anymore. We won't go out in the morning."

Xia Yitong was embarrassed and wanted to clarify that Lu Yinbing pushed his shoulder into the room, and the door banged. The three parents tweeted at the same time, seemingly disgusted, but there were smile lines at the corners of their eyes, and they went downstairs to prepare for today's breakfast.

Xia Yitong turned around and was pressed on the door panel. Lu Yinbing supported her waist with one hand and pinched her chin with the other. He didn't give any time to react, and continued what he hadn't finished in the piano room. .

The clothes that got in the way were left at random. The sofa was still on the ground, and there was no extra attention to those irrelevant things. Lu Yinbing held her crossed wrists with one hand and pressed it on top of her head, along her smooth surface. Kissing her neck down, the water in Xia Yitong's eyes was already a sign of affection. She raised her neck impatiently and brought it to her lips, humming like a mosquito: "...Filming, Don't leave a mark."

Lu Yinbing lightened his movements here, and on the other hand, the hands on her chest increased his strength, and Xia Yitong's breathing was stagnant, and then he was breathing lightly. Later, Xia Yitong could hardly stand, both legs trembling, and she tried to support her with her hands on her neck, begging to go to the bed. Lu Yinbing refused, and touched her hot and humid crotch. Say lowly: "Come up."

Where are you going?

The corners of Xia Yitong's eyes were red, and his eyes were blurred, trying to analyze the meaning of this sentence.

Lu Yinbing let go of her imprisoned hand, separated her two legs, and hooked one of them to his waist. It couldn't be more obvious where to go. Xia Yitong understood this time, but she didn't have the strength, and her waist and legs were soft. of.

"You help me." Her voice was soft as freshly melted sugar.

"I'm happy to help." Lu Yinbing put her hips on her buttocks thoughtfully, held her earlobes, and muttered vaguely, "Hold tight and don't fall off."

Xia Yitong only had time to flash through the thought of "Huh? What?", the next moment he was overwhelmed by Lu Yinbing's enthusiasm for nowhere to hide, and his reason was annihilated, and there was no scum left.

After it was over, Xia Yitong was hugged to the bed with sore hands and feet, wrapped in a quilt, her consciousness was still dizzy, her cheeks were obviously emotional, flushed, and she pointed to a small pool of water marks on the wooden floor by the door: "Well, I need to clean up... "

"Not in a hurry." Lu Yinbing laughed, his girlfriend who remembers hygiene in everything is really cute. She slid her hand into the quilt and walked up Xia Yitong's unfailing heat. Xia Yitong's conditioned reflex bowed her waist, and was easily aroused to tremble, and exclaimed, "Ms. Lu—"

Lu Yinbing did not give her a chance to speak again, leaned over and covered it, and after a brief foreplay, he entered the subject again.

When they came out of the bedroom, it was almost twelve o'clock at noon. The room was in a mess, and even the bathroom was messed up. Xia Yitong yawned, helped Lu Yinbing's arm, and walked to sleep.