(BL)(MTL)Sand sculpture fairy dressed as tragic cannon fodder

Chapter 34

Chapter 34 Hate birthdays.

    [Laughing to death, I even forgot that Yan Shenyu is Yan Yanyan, although Buddhist, it is most unlikely to suffer a loss! 】

    【Who is Yan Shenyu? ]

    [Yan Shenyu is a good-looking blogger, but recently his personality has become more and more crooked. QAQ]

    [Tear up, tear up! Rip off all your clothes and pants! ]

    [Don't be deceived by them, this is just a propaganda method for "Observation Diary of Giants"! I was there, and they were overdressed! ]

    The show team really didn't buy the hot search, but they didn't expect it to explode in such a way. They simply struck while the iron was hot and arranged for the rest of the participating guests to also post on Weibo. Welcome Yan Shenyu to join the big family.

    But then the problem came. The program team wanted to make an official announcement, but they didn't have a photo of Yan Shenyu.

    The plan quickly contacted Yan Shenyu and hoped that he could take a group photo.

    Unexpectedly refused directly, and said: "You don't need to be so troublesome, you can take a picture of my previous photo and change the background."

    Planning: "..."

    No answer, Yan Shenyu added: "I don't charge you for the use of your photos, is that alright?"

    Planning: "..."

    You can be a fart! How can a guest be so salty? !

    But they are such a big program group, and it is impossible to really use the previous photos. In the end, the plan decided to invite a makeup artist and photographer to come to Yan Shenyu's house and take a set of photos for him at home.

    Yan Shenyu did not refuse this time, after all, everyone's work is not easy. He spread out on the lazy sofa and waited for the photographer. After a while, there was a knock on the door.

    Yan Shenyu: "Come in, the door is not closed."

    Later, the sound of the doorknob being twisted came from the door.

    Yan Shenyu raised her head and glanced, seeing that Yan Sheng lay back quickly again, and greeted, "How is your face recovering?"

    Yan Sheng closed the door gently, hiding the gift box in his hand behind him. He pursed his lips, looking a little nervous.

    "It should be fine tomorrow." Yan Sheng said, then walked to the lazy sofa, staring at Yan Shenyu without moving.

    The latter, in his half-washed black baby T-shirt, was lying slanted on the chair. He stepped barefoot on the carpet, his black hair fell like silk, and behind him was a floor-to-ceiling window with dense tree shades, accompanied by the strong sound of cicadas, as if framing the whole summer.

    Yan Sheng calmed down, and then pulled his attention back and whispered: "I'm sorry."

    "Huh?" Yan Shenyu looked up at him and asked suspiciously, "Why are you apologizing?"

    Yan Sheng: "I saw it. Xu Yi's Weibo, if you hadn't participated in variety shows for me, you wouldn't have been caught by him..."

    "Ah? What did you say?" Yan Shenyu remembered and shook his head, "Does it have anything to do with you, it's me I have some festivals with him."