Fanservice Paradox

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"So that's how it is, melon." Ling Yi smiled and patted him on the back. "It's good that it's not broken. Otherwise, it would affect our return."

"You're heartless."

Ling Yi grinned. "Yes, you're the big bad wolf of Siberia. I'm the Chihuahua."

"You're amazing." Pei Tingsong rubbed his legs a few more times and slowly put them down. Ling Yi led him to He Ziyan's workshop. He heard that the composer was also there.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Pei Tingsong entered the workshop, he saw Fang Juexia sitting next to He Ziyan. The two seemed to be discussing something. When they heard someone come in, they naturally looked up. However, the moment he saw Pei Tingsong, Fang Juexia lowered his head again.

This unnatural behavior reminded Pei Tingsong that he hadn't explained the misunderstanding to Fang Juexia yet.

Pei Tingsong coughed twice and walked over. "Well, Juexia Ge …"

"Huh?" Ling Yi's ears were sharp and she didn't hold back. "Why is Yao 'er so sweet today? You're calling him brother?"

He Ziyan also interrupted. "Did Juexia have something on Xiao Pei?"

Fang Juexia guessed that Pei Tingsong wanted him to hide the fact that he came out of the closet on WeChat today. It seemed that no one knew. Although he didn't understand why Pei Tingsong suddenly told him such a private topic, he thought about it carefully. Pei Tingsong grew up abroad and was used to being free and open. It was normal for him to be self-conscious early.

Once the logic was self-consistent, Fang Juexia successfully convinced himself.

Since he didn't tell anyone, it was better to lie for him and change the topic. With such a kind thought, Fang Juexia said, "He's actually …"

He only managed to say four words when his mouth was suddenly covered. The culprit was Pei Tingsong, who was standing behind him.

"What is it?" Pei Tingsong put on a fake smile. "I'm a younger brother. A younger brother should be called elder brother."

He Ziyan laughed. "That's reasonable and irrefutable."

Ling Yi felt strange and wanted to stretch out her hand to pull Pei Tingsong's hand away, but Pei Tingsong held her hand tightly and refused to let go.

"Do you have any secrets that you haven't told us?" Ling Yi's face was full of suspicion. "Miss, remember to photoshop me into a full set of Detective Conan. There's only one truth …"

"Yes, there's only one," Pei Tingsong interrupted him. "We have a little secret that we don't want to tell you. Don't pry. You're not my favorite anymore, Ling Xiaoyi."

He Ziyan applauded. "Single bet, you're awesome."

Pei Tingsong let go of her hand and pulled a chair to sit in front of Fang Juexia. She raised her eyebrows at him, a clear warning.

I didn't want to say anything. Fang Juexia felt that his words were superfluous, so he didn't say anything. His skin was very white and very thin. Pei Tingsong's fingers left a red mark on his skin.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk …" Ling Yi came in front of the camera with a pained expression. She pretended to cry and snot. "This part must not be cut. Ling Yi is now a woman who has been abandoned. Now, flood the bullet screen with comments. Pei Tingsong is a heartless man. Please give face to the abandoned woman! "

Even the composer, who had been watching, couldn't help but laugh. "Yiyi is such a waste of talent to be the lead singer. She should go to the actors' department."