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At noon, vlog is a food broadcast. Cheng Hui, Yan Xiunian and Xiao Lei are sitting on a table. The camera has been facing Cheng Hui.

Cheng Hui is not the first time to shoot this kind of video that requires him to control the whole scene and interact with the camera himself.

According to the process, after lunch, I go home to read the script and take a nap.

"Good afternoon! Take a nap. "Cheng Hui sits on the edge of the bed, smiles at the camera and covers the camera.

Yan Xiunian leans against his desk to drink hot water, watching Cheng Hui put the camera away.

"Xiaoyanyan, go to bed!" Cheng Hui puts the camera on the table and takes down the glass of water in Yan Xiunian's hand and puts it aside. "It's time to take a nap."

Yan Xiunian released his hand and asked Cheng Hui to drink the water in the glass: "don't waste it. Drinking more hot water is good for your health."

Cheng huiyiyan drinks up the hot water with the mouth of the cup, then puts the empty cup on the table beside him, and drags Yan Xiunian's arm to the bed.

"Oh, Hello!" Cheng Hui turned over with Yan Xiunian in his arms, patted Yan Xiunian on the back contentedly, and sighed, "besides eating, the happiest thing in the world is sleeping with a warm little boyfriend."

Yan Xiu chuckled on his shoulder and stretched out his hand to pull the quilt.

Just after the quilt was pulled up, Yan Xiunian suddenly remembered something. He pushed Cheng back out of bed and squatted in front of the suitcase to look for something.

Cheng Hui lies on his side on the bed, spreading the quilt with his hands and feet, holding his head and looking at Yan Xiunian.

"What are you looking for?" Cheng Hui put the two pillows at the head of the bed, one to the head of the bed, leaving only one pillow for their two pillows. "Hurry up and take a nap. I have to go to the library this afternoon to write my experience. It's boring vlog content again."

"What's boring?" In addition, you can't meet the fans' demands by squatting on the trunk. This is the case with fans. As long as you take a selfie, they can be happy for a long time. You imagine that fans are your boyfriends. You and your boyfriend haven't seen each other for many days. Do you think that as long as he sends a self portrait or a small video, you will be very happy? The content doesn't need to be as good as the video quality, as long as you have the person you like. "

Cheng nodded back and praised his boyfriend: "you are all right! It makes a lot of sense. "

Yan Xiunian was still squatting on the ground, not knowing what he was doing.

Cheng Hui waited patiently for a few minutes. He saw Yan Xiunian take out a bag of medicine to cure the waist injury.

"No, I don't need it. I've recovered from my waist injury." Cheng Hui didn't know why he was so resistant to the medicine. "I don't want to use it."

"How are you?" Yan Xiunian took the medicine and went back to let Cheng return to lie down well. "I saw you still have bruises on your waist this morning."

When I come out, I just can't get wrapped up! Don't you know that I have a good waist? "

Yan Xiunian pulled Cheng Hui out with a paralyzed face: "you don't want to say such words that people will misunderstand, OK? In fact, we haven't had in-depth communication yet. "

Cheng returns to listen to be strong, pedal open quilt, drag Yan Xiunian to be pressed down.

"Now? Do you want me to prove it? " Cheng replied.

Yan Xiunian slapped Cheng back on his head and pressed him down when he let out a cry.

"Don't be nervous." Yan Xiunian pushed Cheng Hui's clothes up, unscrewed the ointment and applied it to the bruised area on his waist. "Before the bruise goes down, clean up the unclean thoughts in your mind. Don't dream."