The sound of 'dong dong dong' only rang twice before the two of them stopped talking completely and looked towards the door warily.

Because this was formerly a student dormitory, there are windows on both sides of the door, allowing people outside to see inside as long as the curtains are not closed.

Fortunately, Song Qingyou was always careful, and the curtains were closed last night, so no one outside saw Jiang Zhihan.

Otherwise, a half-fruited man sitting in the room is enough to make people imagine.

Even if the camera just flashes by, something big could happen.

Song Qingyou stood up suddenly and walked to the door.

"Who?"

"Sister Song, it's me. People from the program team will come to shoot the wake-up scene today. You won't forget it, right?"

The familiar voice outside the door was obviously from the camera.

After knowing how fast Song Qingyou ran, Wei Zhengrong finally hired a cameraman who could barely keep up with her. He has been following her in recent episodes.

"Sister Song? I thought that Sister Song would be up early at this time, so I didn't notify you in advance..."

Song Qingyou glanced back at the small dormitory room, then pointed to the balcony behind, signaling Jiang Zhihan to hide in the bathroom first.

The person outside the door didn't hear the response and was a little anxious: "Sister Song? Are you okay? Sister Song?"

"I'm fine."

Song Qingyou opened the door and heard a knock on the door next door.

"I was just combing my hair."

She had a comb in her hand, nothing out of the ordinary.

Although he was naked, he looked very energetic and did not look like he had just woken up.

The photographer breathed a sigh of relief and followed Song Qingyou into the dormitory.

It's not that he had to break in, but it was for the filming task of the program team.

What's more, Song Qingyou's dormitory was clean and tidy except for the quilt on the bed, so there was really nothing to worry about.

The camera swept across the desk, and the cameraman took a curious look at the exquisitely arranged cage:

"Sister Song, where is your cat?"

"Didn't you say that the cat was going to be locked in a cage these days? Why is it missing?"

Song Qingyou paused while tying her hair, "I think he ran away just now when you came in."

"Don't worry, he will come back on his own."

The cameraman said, "Do you mind if I go to the balcony to shoot? Sister Song hasn't washed up yet?"

Song Qingyou blurted out: "Mind."

"Ah?" The cameraman looked confused.

“There’s nothing to take pictures of on the balcony.”

Song Qingyou refused: "I want to go to the bathroom, could you please wait for me outside first?"

"Okay...ba."

I always felt that Sister Song today was a bit strange when I was taking photos.

Obviously, I came here to shoot the scene of getting up and washing up. It was agreed between the program team and the guests...

But Song Qingyou didn't want to, and he had no choice but to carry the camera and walk out.

When the camera was facing outside, he couldn't help but look inside the dormitory again.

At this time, the bathroom door was about to open.

Song Qingyou raised her feet and walked inside. A hand inside suddenly grabbed her wrist and suddenly brought her in.

"hiss--"

The cameraman gasped heavily.

If he hadn't clenched his teeth, he might have almost screamed!

What did he just see? !

A big hand?

And it's obviously a man's hand? ?

Song Qingyou actually did such a thing while filming a show? ? ?

Could it be that the person inside is one of Yu Muhuai, Tang Zinian, Gu Xingchen, Xu Xingzhou, and Jiang Xuyan?

‘Your circle is really chaotic’, I really can’t just say that…

Even Song Qingyou is like this...

The cameraman stood blankly in the corridor, ignoring whoever's voice came from the earphones.

Until the five people he was thinking about appeared nearby at the same time.

"Xiao Li, why are you standing outside the door? This is...Qingyou's room, right? Why didn't you go in? Qingyou usually gets up so early, there's no reason why you're later than the rest of us today!"

Jiang Xuyan's voice got closer and closer.

Xiao Li turned his head mechanically and let out a guilty look.

"No, Sister Song has been up a long time ago. I just came out of it..."

Xiao Li replied while counting Jiang Xuyan and his party.

One, two, three... five people, no one missing.

Then who is in Sister Song's room?

Couldn't it be some staff member?

Or should I say, group performance?

Is it not a matter of falling in love, but an unspoken rule? !

Xiao Li, who was having a lot of thoughts in his heart, turned pale, green, and purple again, with as many expressions as a palette.

Jiang Xuyan was confused: "Xiao Li? What are you..."

Yu Muhuai took a step forward, "Why does Xiao Li look so guilty? Could it be that you just took some...private pictures?"

"No, no! Absolutely not! I just turned the camera outside! What kind of shameful scene could be taken? Absolutely impossible!"

When Xiao Li was in a hurry, his mouth seemed to be closed.

When he was halfway through speaking, he realized something was wrong and quickly shut his mouth.

"Did something really happen to Qingyou?" Jiang Xuyan didn't think much, he just thought something was wrong with Song Qingyou and looked worried.

Yu Muhuai stared at Xiao Li closely: "Since you have taken the photos, Qingyou must have gotten up. How about we knock on the door... and go in to see what's going on?"

Gu Xingchen didn't mind watching the excitement and said, "Mu Huai is right, Xiao Li doesn't feel right at first sight..."

Xiao Li almost cried.

This group of people are going in. What if Sister Song and that 'wild man' happen to come out?

The more I thought about it, the more I realized that this must not be allowed to happen to them.

Xiao Li blocked the door and refused to let go.

"Why are you all going into Sister Song's dormitory? Sister Song is a girl..."

A group of people outside the door were in a stalemate.

In the room, Song Qingyou, who was suddenly dragged into the bathroom by Jiang Zhihan, stumbled because she was unprepared and fell directly into someone's arms.

Jiang Zhihan's upper body was still naked.

A completely different skin touch comes from the cheek.

The temperature was not too hot, but it made Song Qingyou feel as if she was in the crater of a volcano.

Her fair cheeks turned red, and she didn't dare to look up for a while.

Jiang Zhihan couldn't bear to let go, letting Song Qingyou's hot breath hit his heart like layers of ocean waves.

After a while, Song Qingyou adjusted her mood.

Then he lowered his head and couldn't help but stretch out his "hand of sin".

This is the first time I'm so close to a beautiful man's abs.

Not as good as——

Just touch it...

Just touch it...

Song Qingyou threw away her usual rationality and moved her hands faster than the thoughts that flashed through her mind.

By the time she reacted, her hand had already touched it.

The warmth under her hands made Song Qingyou wake up instantly.

Just as she was about to stop, Jiang Zhihan suddenly grabbed her dishonest hand.

"Is it easy to touch?"

There was suppressed laughter in his voice.

Low and sweet, like a siren.

Song Qingyou: "..."

She suddenly wanted to hit her hand.

Even when Mucang pointed him at him, his face didn't change and his heart didn't beat.

And it’s not like I’ve never seen handsome people before.

Why did you suddenly become obsessed just now? !

There is absolutely no way the person who reached out just now was her!

Yes, this must be an illusion!

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