Chapter 26:

Huo Yunshen's body temperature was drenched in the coat, which had a dry and heavy texture, which was inexplicably reassuring.
Yan Qing was very cold all the way. He was so entangled by him, as if the small dumplings were properly packed into the leaves. Not only did the chill disappear, but also the steam was steamed by the way.
The more intimate, the more you can feel that there is an indescribable fit between the two bodies.
Yan Qing was dull or bored, and his ears were red, explaining to him: "I didn't deliberately not return information. I have been rehearsing at night, just ended."
Huo Yun responded deeply: "I know, are you tired?"
She shook her head, remembering his last sentence, patting his back to refute: "How to do it in the sleep car, don't make a mess, now hug and hug, go back home and sleep again at home."
After she finished earning, half of her body was out of the protective area of ​​the coat, and the night wind rolled over the snowflakes and immediately attacked, freezing her with a tremble.
Rely on, don't hug, it's okay to separate again and again, it's like going directly from the incubator into the freezer, killing you.
Yan Qingte froze stiffly, a little reluctant to have this large heater.
Huo Yun's deep lips and corners were tilted, and she was clearly pulled back into her arms. Under the convenience of obvious height difference, he lifted her off the ground and walked in the direction of the car: "Don't rush back, there is something for you. "
Yan Qing's chin rested on Mr. Huo's shoulder. She was tangling whether this posture was a bit shameful. The door was already open, and the soft yellow light was on it. , Get together and hug: "This? For me?"
Huo Yunshen sat with her in the back row, slightly nodded: "Look and use it."
He didn't ask whether he liked it, but asked if it could be used. Obviously it was something she needed. Yan Qing couldn't find a reason for refusal, slowly opened the lid, and a pair of drooping apricot eyes suddenly widened and whispered subconsciously.
A milky white feather skirt was stacked neatly inside.
She reached out carefully and lifted the skirt cherishly. Pieces of hair feathers fell softly with her movements, staggered into a beautiful arc with each other, and matched with the same color tulle with a foggy feeling, sketching the ultimate tailoring.
Huo Yun stared deeply at her profile.
The little girl was as surprised as the young girl, and Tong Ren would be shining exceptionally, full of stars.
He asked quickly: "Tomorrow's track is called" Flying Bird ". The lead song is your responsibility. Is this skirt suitable?"
Yan Qing was so excited that she wanted to hug her feather skirt and kissed him fiercely, but was afraid of getting dirty. She hurriedly put it into the box and nodded happily to Huo Yun: "Mrs. is suitable!"
Compared to those robbed, no matter how texture or style, do not know how much better.
Although she said that she didn't care about the players, in fact, she was silently worried and regretful. The final set she selected could only be regarded as unsatisfactory. She has always been a pity that she may discount the stage effect because of the clothes.
Unexpectedly, Huo Yunshen waited until late at night, in order to give her charcoal in the snow.
but……
Huo Yunshen gave her a messy hair and was ready to ask: "Are you worried that you will not be able to catch up with the rest of the team?"
He glanced backwards: "The other sets match in the trunk. There are a lot of them. You picked this one from me. The others were selected by professional stylists. It won't go wrong."
Yan Qing was overjoyed, and felt even more aggrieved Mr. Huo, obediently crawled over to ring his neck: "I owe you four days of hugs, and I will give you another day ..."
She mumbled again: "Thank you."
Huo Yunshen took her waist naturally and staggered her eyelashes to block the violent eyes: "Yan Qing, you haven't recognized one thing yet."
He touched her curly hair with his lips restraintly: "You are my wife, you can let me solve anything. If you have needs later, remember to find me."
Yan Qing's chest shook.
Huo Yun glanced deeply at the hour and took the coat she had in her car: "You should go upstairs to rest. The clothes behind you don't have to worry about it. I will find someone to deliver it at the right time."
He stopped for a few seconds and his voice became dumb: "See you tomorrow."
Originally, Yan Qing wanted to talk to him about the tension in the performance, but when he said that, it was indeed too late. He had to agree: "See you tomorrow."
Huo Yunshen sent her to the door near the building. When she waved goodbye, she left a sentence: "I shouldn't wait to see you at home."
Yan Qing thought very simply, Huo estimated that he would pick her up in advance and operate normally, as expected.
She didn't think much about it, she put her mind on the next day's performance, holding the skirt and going to sleep every second. When the sky was bright, she was awakened by the knock on the door. The small curly hair dragged Ouyang, followed by several other players Shouted: "My gods say you are a fairy!"
Yan Qing was ignorant.
The little curly hair was crying with excitement: "Someone sent us new clothes and said that you bought the stage outfits out of your pocket. They look super good with" Flying Bird ". They can't be compared with other groups. ! "
Yan Qing had no explanation.
Mr. Huo bought it. Huo was always her husband. Before the divorce, she was a family. That's what she bought.
Yan Qing took the bears from the girls and took everyone to the practice room to bring in a dress rehearsal. When the rehearsal was over, she had to go to the scene to communicate the details of the accompaniment, sound and lighting with the staff of the group. The captain who grabbed the costume.
She asked with a smile: "Yan Qing, I heard that you have made a new suit again? Is it that the mud at the end can't help the wall, making you have no choice but to rely on Yan value to fight?" what."
Yan Qing gathered her broken hair with a sweet expression: "Who is the mud? The members of our team are both of value and ability."
"Is it hard to use your mouth," she snorted. "Not only us, basically all teams, but also the 1,000 public judges today, plus those online viewers who know the grouping situation, guess your site will roll over, I just do n’t know how much your ranking will fall, do n’t be thrown out at once, after all, this time, there is no high-energy jury to support you. "
Yan Qing's red lips bent slightly: "If the high-energy jury is set up, what kind of high-energy is it? As for my ranking, it is not by guessing. Wait until the performance, you can watch it yourself.
An hour later, the recording venue was opened to the public on time. One thousand registered public judges entered the venue in turn, and the program team prepared a unified "peak girl" slogan in order.
The two girls in charge of the distribution were busy with machinery, which had been going smoothly, and suddenly got stuck in a slender hand.
"Hello, this one is yours."
The man's voice shivered: "No, I have it myself."
The two couldn't help raising their heads, looking up along the brilliant hand, and they were all stunned.
The person in front is tall, with wide shoulders and narrow waist, long and straight legs, wearing a navy blue sweater, showing the undulating throat, a big mask on his face, and a baseball cap with a low pressure, I can only glimpse a little Cold eyes.
Such a comrade who can kill people to and fro by air alone ...
At least four or five different styles of arms were placed on his arm, and the other hand carried a giant light card. The most excessive thing was that he also wore a rather eye-catching card on the hat.
The pink light flashed, and the words were swayed and swaggered--
"Yanqing."