Fake batch.
"Here, ice cubes."
Su Kui handed it to her, but Qiu didn't answer it. He stretched out his face to please Su Kui and said, "Xiaoshuang helps me apply it, otherwise Xiaoshuang will hit it, I'm willing to keep it!"
Tsk, love saint design, really in place.
"Then you keep it!" Su Kui glared at him and threw the ice cubes into the bowl.
Qiu Yi carefully looked at her expression and couldn't tell whether she was angry or not.
But after not seeing each other for a short period of time, Qiu Yi found that he could no longer see his girlfriend.
"Okay, I apply it myself."
With a slumped mouth, Qiu Yi grievedly took an ice cube and applied it to his hot cheeks.
Su Kui turned on the TV and started watching variety shows.
I was seeing a gossip interview. It was a coincidence that Qiu Yi was interviewed. Su Kui hadn't read it yet.
Now put down the remote control and plan to watch it all intently.
Who knows that in the next second, Qiu Yi dropped the ice cube and wanted to grab the remote control. Su Kui glared at him, and then he retracted his hand in a shameless way: "Xiaoshuang, there is nothing good to watch in this issue. A new movie has been released recently. Are you optimistic about it with me?"
Su Kui seemed to smile, shaking the remote control in his hand, "What? Don't let me see, is there any hidden secret in the interview?"
"No, it's just embarrassing—"
"Oh, that's okay, you have too many embarrassing things, I don't dislike you." Su Kui raised a big smile to Qiu Yi.
Qiu Yi looked at it, but felt inexplicably complicated.
He sat on the sofa, holding the ice cubes, as if the cold ones were digging into the bottom of his skin along his veins.
Like death row prisoners waiting for the death sentence, waiting for the sentence to end.
In this type of gossip talk show, the host generally likes to dig out the privacy of the artist the most.
If you accidentally get caught up with something useful, then the popularity of this show will rise a lot that day.
When Su Kui opened it, the interview was halfway through.
At the end, the host asked a few questions.
The host and Qiu Yi sat on a sofa, face to face, with a coffee table in between, like an old friend chatting, and asked, "Qiu Yi, let me ask you a question that many fans are curious about. Look at Answer it."
Qiu Yi nodded, and he was innocent and clean under the camera.
"Ok."
"Then we want to ask, how old was Qiu Yi's first love? How many girlfriends did he have? Well, also, does Qiu Yi have a girlfriend now?"
"Um..." Qiu Yi pretended to be embarrassed and stroked his nose, and said strangely: "These are three questions."
"It's all right, answer slowly."
"Okay," Qiu Yi shrugged, as if caught in a deep memory, "In fact, believe it or not, in my heart, I only have a relationship experience. She is my first love, and we are classmates. We were together at the age of fourteen. Later when she was in college, she went abroad to study and we separated. There is no girlfriend yet, in fact, I... have been waiting for her."
"Wow!" The host was surprised, covering his mouth, "I can't think that Qiu Yi is so affectionate! I'm almost crying, so what do you want to say to your first love? In case she's also in front of the screen How about watching this show?"
Qiu Yi's heart moved in this passage, his eyes slowly turned towards the camera, and a handsome face appeared on the screen, his eyes were very gentle.
"If you see, come back, I miss you so much—"