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byLuo Ming and Ji Zeyu both nodded obediently.
After the teacher left, Ji Zeyu glanced at Luo Ming and found that he looked a little low, and his dirty orange hair looked dull.
"Don't worry." Ji Zeyu comforted, "At least there has been progress today."
"Alas." Luo Ming sighed and said distressedly, "If the whole process is live broadcast, you can't add filters, so I don't have to work harder when I put on makeup."
Ji Zeyu: "..." He really thinks too much.
Although Luo Ming pretended to be a fool on the surface, after Ji Zeyu left the dance studio at night, he stayed alone to continue practicing.
When Ji Zeyu was not around, Luo Ming was much more relaxed.
However, while practicing, those amber eyes appeared uncontrollably in his mind.
Luo Ming froze in place. After a while, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, and his expression was a little overwhelmed.
Why does he care about Ji Zeyu so much?
On the other hand, Ji Zeyu went back to the dormitory to take a shower. After washing, he was ready to go to bed, but suddenly remembered that the vlog clip had not been recorded yet.
Ji Zeyu glanced at Lu Nanyun and found that he had just gone to bed and hadn't fallen asleep.
So, Ji Zeyu put on his pajamas, picked up the handheld camera, ran to the bathroom, closed the door, and whispered to the mirror, "Because Xiao Lu is too cold, so I didn't dare to disturb him last night, today I will challenge Xiao Lu to say Good night." His expression was a little nervous.
Ji Zeyu walked out of the bathroom, because the lights were out, and the room was relatively dark. He took out a pumpkin-shaped desk lamp given by the program team, and walked to Lu Nanyun's bed lightly, his heartbeat speeding up unconsciously.
The two have not spoken since they parted ways on the balcony that day.
Ji Zeyu thought, saying goodnight for a while, will Lu Nanyun let him go straight? Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel even more nervous.
Coming to Lu Nanyun's bed, Ji Zeyu whispered, "Lu Nanyun, are you asleep?"
Hearing this, Lu Nanyun opened his eyes in the dim light and looked at Ji Zeyu, his eyes long and lazy.
Ji Zeyu held the camera and the pumpkin lamp, and said at a loss, "Uh, me, can I record a vlog with you?"
"Record it." Lu Nanyun said calmly, there was no emotion in his voice.
Ji Zeyu put the pumpkin lamp in his hand beside Lu Nanyun's pillow, and at the same time sat on the edge of the bed cautiously, trying not to touch Lu Nanyun's body.
Ji Zeyu held up the handheld camera and felt that the brightness was not enough, so he reached out and turned up the brightness of the lamp until he could clearly see the faces of the two of them.
"It's eleven o'clock in the evening. I'm here to say good night to Xiao Lu." Ji Zeyu said calmly, and after a while turned to look at Lu Nanyun, "Do you have any bedtime habits?"
"No." Lu Nanyun replied coldly.
The atmosphere was suddenly a little cold.
"Uh, do I want to tell you a story?" Ji Zeyu asked an embarrassing question.
But to his surprise, Lu Nanyun didn't refuse, but gave a low "um".
Ji Zeyu was even more embarrassed. He glanced at the pumpkin-shaped lamp, cleared his throat, and now made up a short story called "The Adventures of Little Pumpkin", which tells the story of a little pumpkin finding true love through hardships.
After speaking, Lu Nanyun didn't react, and his expression was calm.
Ji Zeyu breathed a sigh of relief after speaking, looked at Lu Nanyun, and whispered, "Good night, Xiao Lu."
Lu Nanyun didn't speak.
Ji Zeyu reminded softly, "Xiao Lu, you have to say goodnight to the camera..."
"Come here a little bit." Lu Nanyun said suddenly, with a calm tone like water.
Ji Zeyu was stunned for a while, then moved his body to bring the camera closer to Lu Nanyun.
Suddenly, Lu Nanyun said something softly.
He spoke too lightly, and Ji Zeyu couldn't hear it clearly, so he leaned his ear gently and asked in confusion, "What did you say?"
Lu Nanyun didn't speak, and stared at Ji Zeyu's profile.
A few seconds later, just when Ji Zeyu thought Lu Nanyun didn't want to talk, a big hand suddenly reached out, grabbed the handle of the camera in his hand, took the camera away, and put it aside.
Ji Zeyu looked at Lu Nanyun in surprise, only then did he realize how close the two were.
Lu Nanyun was lying down, Ji Zeyu was sitting on the edge of the bed, bent down slightly, and lowered his head to approach Lu Nanyun. Under the warm yellow light of the desk lamp, they could see their own reflections in each other's eyes.
Just when Ji Zeyu lost his mind, Lu Nanyun did something that made him even more astonished.
Lu Nanyun lifted the quilt on his chest with one hand, lifted the quilt gently, then passed behind Ji Zeyu and covered him and himself under the quilt.
The pumpkin-shaped table lamp beside the pillow slowly rolled into the quilt because of the collision, and the light came out from the gap in the quilt.
Ji Zeyu propped up the bed with his hands, his eyes widened, and he looked at Lu Nanyun blankly. The other person's face looked more handsome and three-dimensional under the interlacing of lights and shadows. Ji Zeyu suspected that he was dreaming for a while.
"I said..." Lu Nanyun lightly opened her thin lips, stared straight at Ji Zeyu's eyes, and rolled her Adam's apple gently, "I want to hear you say good night again."
Ji Zeyu said blankly: "Say it again? Why..."
The soft quilt creates a cramped space for the two
space
, he could smell the faint scent of perfume on Lu Nanyun's body, he could feel his somewhat abnormal heartbeat, and the rapidly rising body temperature.
The little jack-o-lantern seemed brighter and brighter at this moment, illuminating the two people in the bed, making him unconsciously nervous. He wanted to hide, but there was nowhere to hide.
Lu Nanyun stared at him silently.
"Because you didn't say goodnight to me yesterday." After a while, Lu Nanyun pursed his lips and said softly, "You said both of them."
"So...you still owe me something."
The voice was very soft, with a bit of hoarseness and a bit of unconscious jealousy. In a space with only two people, Ji Zeyu lost all his ability to think like a spell.
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