Who wants to be your brother [Entertainment]

Chapter 64

Xie Yining's kiss was completely out of subconscious behavior, he didn't want Mu Qingyi to apologize.

Because this matter has nothing to do with Mu Qingyi, and he has done nothing wrong.

But after the kiss, he didn't know what to do next, so he could only back away a little shyly, wanting to pretend that nothing had happened.

How could Mu Qingyi fulfill his wish? Although he started the game, he couldn't let him end it.

As soon as he raised his hand, he pressed the back of the child's head, making him unable to move.

The child's lips are very soft, probably because he is in a bad mood. He is usually warm and warm, but now he is a little cold. It is like a kind of jelly that he liked to eat when he was a child. pick.

Mu Qingyi took a bite.

Xie Yining's breathing was stagnant, his whole body was so stiff that he didn't know where to put his hands and feet, if it wasn't for Mu Qingyi holding his waist, he would have slipped under the seat.The eyelashes like a feather fan trembled a few times, like two small brushes, gently sweeping over the softest part of Mu Qingyi's heart.

Mu Qingyi let out a muffled laugh, and he stepped back a little. When he spoke, the lips of the two were as if they were apart, like the most deceptive words.

"Close your eyes," he said.

Xie Yining was so excited that his mind went blank, and he instinctively closed his eyes.

Under the invisible situation, the touch from another person becomes more intense.

Mu Qingyi first held his lower lip, sucked gently for a while, then switched to the upper lip, until the two lips were red and swollen, and finally came to the gap between the lips, gently licking with the tip of the tongue. Di that last The line of defense is like the wolf grandma who tempted Little Red Riding Hood to open the door, she is gentle but impatient to break her teeth and sneak in.

Xie Yining was kissed so softly that he turned into a puddle of water. He opened his lips, accepting the tenderness of the person he loves the most, allowing the other person to take whatever he wants and conquer the city.

It wasn't until the oxygen in the child's mouth was exhausted that Mu Qingyi backed away a little. He looked down at the person whose eyes were red with a layer of water, but his eyes were blurred, and his heart softened.

Couldn't help but pecked a few more.

The memory of being kissed so hard that he couldn't breathe was too strong, Xie Yining retreated instinctively, he tilted his head slightly, his fair and slender neck was pulled into a graceful arc, and his small Adam's apple rolled up and down a few times due to the movement of swallowing.

Mu Qingyi's eyes darkened, and she lowered her head and bit it.

"...Hmm!" Xie Yining shuddered all over and let out a muffled snort.

So exciting!

He grasped Mu Qingyi's front with both hands vainly, trying to push the person away, but because he couldn't use his strength, he had the illusion of refusal to welcome him, making people wonder whether he wanted to push the person away or not. Want to get closer.

The kiss went all the way down, the temperature in the compartment was rising section by section, and something was about to explode.

The two people immersed in it didn't even know when the car stopped until the phone next to their seats rang.

Mu Qingyi's movements stopped suddenly, he closed his eyes, and after a while, he straightened up and hugged the limp little friend in his arms, stroking his back and soothing his trembling body. body.

After a while, Mu Qingyi raised his hand to take the microphone, and Cai Ke's voice came out.

"Brother Mu, we're here."

"Yeah." Mu Qingyi's voice was hoarse, "wait a minute."

Cai Ke glanced at the time, and hurriedly said, "Brother Mu, Ning Ning's flight is at three o'clock, and you have at most 15 minutes, or you won't be able to board the plane in time."

"know."

Mu Qingyi tilted his head and kissed the tip of the child's hair, and said in a hoarse voice: "Time is tight, I don't have time to say more. But you must remember what I say next."

Xie Yining leaned against Mu Qingyi's arms, panting slightly, and when he heard Mu Qingyi's solemn voice, he nodded, "Okay."

Mu Qingyi said softly: "The deputy director Zhang who chose my inn is the uncle of your classmate Zhang Mai."

Xie Yining nodded upon hearing this, "I know that."

When Zhang Mai asked him for help, he mentioned that he had an uncle in the program group, so he was able to participate in the program.

"He told me, what's wrong?"

Mu Qingyi raised his hand and pinched the back of the child's neck, "The last time the water pipe in your room leaked, he did it."

Xie Yining was stunned for a moment, looked up at Mu Qingyi, and said with some doubts: "Why did he do this? It can't be because I took Zhang Mai's place, right? But Zhang Mai asked me to help me to participate in the show. "

Mu Qingyi didn't comment, just asked: "What's in your suitcase?"

"In the suitcase?" Xie Yining thought for a moment, then said, "Certificates, clothes and shoes, a piano, and a notebook."

Mu Qingyi knew that children had the habit of writing things by hand, so he quickly grasped the point, "What was written in the handbook?"

"Your week..." Xie Yining's voice suddenly stopped.

Mu Qingyi knew that he had understood, and continued to ask: "Except for my surroundings?"

Except around?Xie Yining's fingertips tightened suddenly, and his eyes dimmed, "There are still the songs I wrote all these years."

He likes to create by hand, and every time he has a new inspiration, he is used to recording it on a piece of paper and then pasting it into the notebook.

It can be said that those two notebooks have recorded his creative process over the years, and there are many music clips he recorded casually, or the first draft that has not been perfected for the time being.

If it is destroyed, it is equivalent to his accumulation in the past few years, all of which will be destroyed at once.

Therefore, the purpose of Zhang He, or Zhang Mai, is to destroy those songs.

Mu Qingyi didn't give him time to breathe, and continued: "There is also an interview email from the Philharmonic Orchestra."

"Your teacher has already sent you the email, and you have already received it, but it was maliciously deleted and erased."

Xie Yining said slowly, "It's Zhang Mai." He has a lot of friends in the college, but there are only a handful of people who can use his mobile phone to log in to his mailbox, and Zhang Mai is one of them.

The important thing is that during that time, Zhang Mai did borrow his mobile phone.

Everything has a reason.

What public performances do not have time to return to China to participate in the show, what sky-high liquidated damages, it turns out that all of this was a purposeful conspiracy from the very beginning.

Just to trick him into missing the Philharmonic audition.

In vain, he was sincerely happy that Zhang Mai could enter the Philharmonic Orchestra.

Thinking about it now, he is just a fool, he still thinks about others' good things when he is played around.

The typical one is to help count the money after being sold.

The phone by the car door rang again, and Xie Yining sat up straight.

Mu Qingyi looked down at him, "What are you going to do?"

Without Zhang Mai, he would not return to China, nor would he meet his brother again.

Xie Yining was silent for a while, and said in a low voice: "I won't pursue other matters with him, but the Philharmonic..."

Mu Qingyi knew what he had said, he sighed in his heart, the kid was still so soft-hearted, he raised his hand and rubbed the kid's head, and whispered, "Be careful on the road, call me when you get to City B. "

"Yeah." Xie Yining's voice was already a little choked up, and he didn't feel it just now, but he didn't know until the moment of parting, how difficult it is to separate, in a foreign country, and they don't know when their next meeting will be.

Xie Yining raised his hand and hugged Mu Qingyi tightly, "Brother, you have to miss me."

"Okay, I think about it every day." Mu Qingyi didn't want to give up, but he didn't want to make the child more sad, so he could only suppress his emotions, "Hey, I will see you next month."

Xie Yining raised his head abruptly, his dark eyes gleamed with water, "Really?"

"Really." Mu Qingyi lowered her head and pecked lightly on his lips, "Go, be good."

No matter how reluctantly you want to leave, you will eventually have to leave.

After Xie Yining left, Mu Qingyi sat in the car without saying a word, until it showed that Xie Yining's plane had taken off, he had no intention of going back.

Cai Ke, who was trying to reduce his presence, had no choice but to remind him, "Brother Mu, are we going back to the inn?"

Mu Qingyi heard the sound, opened his eyes, and tapped his fingers on the armrest of the seat, again and again.

"After recording the variety show, what will I do next?"

Cai Ke didn't know why Mu Qingyi asked this suddenly, but he answered honestly, "A commercial shooting, and the promotion of "Sea Diary"."

Mu Qingyi gave an 'um' and said lightly, "Go back."

"Oh, good." Cai Ke had a bad premonition, he got out of the car and went to the driver's seat, thinking about talking to Brother Heng later.

Not long after, the black nanny car that had stayed in the parking lot for a long time finally drove away slowly.

No one noticed that there was an inconspicuous van parked in the corner, and a black lens was standing beside the half-down window.

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"Okay, I'll go back right away."

Wen Jin hung up the phone, packed his luggage and went to the airport overnight.

I originally planned to meet Xie Mingling again tomorrow to talk about the child, but now it seems that I can only shelve it for the time being.

When he arrived at the airport, the assistant went to check in for the plane. He lowered his head and sent a message to Ling Mang, telling him that he was about to leave City B and return to work. It might be inconvenient to answer the phone in the next week. Let him send a message if something happened. He will reply as soon as he sees it. .

"……Hey!"

He was suddenly bumped on the shoulder by someone, and the phone fell to the ground with a thud. The sound was unusually clear in the empty airport in the early morning.

Wen Jin's heart beat violently, and he subconsciously covered his chest, but found nothing unusual, so he could only attribute it to being shocked for the time being.

He couldn't help laughing at himself from the bottom of his heart, the sound of guns, cannons, didn't frighten him, but the sound of the phone falling to the ground scared him.

He looked over intently, and found that it was a very young boy who hit him, and there was a young man pushing a luggage cart beside him.

The boy quickly picked up the phone for him, "I'm sorry, check to see if there's anything wrong with the phone."

The other party was obviously in a hurry, the hair on his forehead was already wet with sweat, and it was messily pasted on his forehead. His cheeks were also a little red, but he didn't lose the handsomeness brought by his handsome features, and he looked a little familiar.

The young man on the side was a little anxious, "Ning Ning, it's going to be too late."

"Immediately." Xie Yining raised his hand to glance at the time, quickly took out a pen and paper to write down a series of phone numbers, and stuffed them into Wen Jin's hands together with the phone, "Sorry, I'm in a hurry now, if there is something wrong with the phone, you can call me."

"goodbye!"

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Wenjin to answer, he and the young man pushed the luggage cart and ran towards the luggage check-in area.

Wen Jin only looked down at the note when the people ran away, and found that there was a string of garbled characters on it. He shook his head, the current child is really...

Seeing that there were no trash cans around, he casually stuffed the note into his pocket.

There was no one there in the morning, so Wen Jin and his assistant quickly passed the security check.

While sitting at the boarding gate waiting to board the plane, he unconsciously repeated the boy's name, "Ningning?"

……and many more!

Something flashed by.

photo?Ning Ning?

Wen Jin shook his hands and pressed the phone, and brought up the two photos, with the same eyebrows and facial features, and the person in the photo was the person he had only met half an hour ago.

his son--

Xie Yining.

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