581 Fishing Idol (47)

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As Suna spoke, he felt his arm being lightly bumped by the person next to him. He raised his head slightly and looked back strangely.

She blinked her eyelashes into the young man's calm and cold eyes.

What are you doing, so close to her?

So he took another small step to the side, and then the other party followed.

Suna's current mood can be described as very helpless. We had a good discussion on the way when we came, and agreed not to be too obvious, so that the audience could have an adaptation period.

Now he suddenly does this. Most of the time, fans misunderstood that the North Star in the entertainment industry was far away and they were willing to fall into the hands of others.

And she refused without mercy!

Forget it...just do whatever you want.

Suna handed the microphone back to the translator and turned to glare at him.

The young man slowly fluttered his long eyelashes with an innocent expression.

"Oh! Do you often write songs? What a coincidence!"

Sunny generously recommended the people on her side, "This is what we at Riel are best at, so we can find an opportunity to discuss it!"

The musician he mentioned was also unceremonious, and his height stood out from the crowd.

A spotlight stood above his head, and his long bangs covered his face.

When they walked to the stage, Suna realized that the other person was about the same height as Shi Lin. As a creative musician, his temperament is more like that of an artist with a sense of decadence.

"Hello."

Riel nodded, his voice was as low as the sound of a stereo, and it felt like a subwoofer.

Since they want to communicate, the two of them need to explain their rules.

Shi Lin silently looked at the girl's side face, then followed her gaze and looked at the man opposite.

Suna readily offered to give up the place to Master Sunny and the others first, and talk about the rest later. She and Riel were discussing so seriously that they didn't notice the person who was forgotten behind.

Because the topic always revolves around the style of music. Riel has a habit of staring into the eyes of others as long as he is interested in what they are saying.

But when he stepped on the steps, he inexplicably felt a cold gaze on his back, causing Riel to stop slightly... and fall half a step behind.

Sunny motioned to the backstage to play music, and her body got used to it and naturally followed the rhythm. Seeing that Shi Lin was still standing there, he stepped forward and asked cheerfully: "Hello, are you ready?"

The gorgeous light color smudges the young man's iris-blue hair, which is a wonderful combination with the color.

Shi Lin stared straight ahead without blinking. He was quiet for a few seconds after being asked. Then he raised his hand to fasten the silver shimmering zipper on his collar. He took off his jacket and saw that the T-shirt had a slim waistline pinched out from the back.

Something of unknown shape hung between the white collarbones.

Seeing such a beautiful picture, the audience screamed with excitement.

My brother is in great shape too! ? !

The relationship has a lot of benefits this time, and I hope there will be more exciting performances in the future.

Suna sensed something and turned around to meet the man's calm and cold eyes, as if waiting for her reaction.

Suna raised his eyebrows slightly, chuckled, and walked back to the boy. He could feel the roar of the atmosphere blasting in his ears, and his heartbeat was also beating strangely at this time.

"Givemefire"

Shi Lin half-closed his eyes and looked at the outstretched hand of the girl in front of him. Resisting the faint impulse in his heart, he finally stretched out his delicate white fingers and touched her.

come on.

The delicate and cold eyebrows spread out.

Sunny looked at the interaction between the two and secretly smiled, crossing her fingers and blowing a loud whistle.

The whole atmosphere was completely ignited.

"Coat." Suna raised his face and did not immediately take his hands back after high-fiving, keeping them in the air.