Lu Yinbing didn't sleep all night, and she just closed her eyes in the morning. When she woke up, Xia Yitong had already prepared lunch downstairs. According to Xia Yitong, she called Lu Yinbing when she got up in the morning, but Lu Yinbing was like glued to the bed, not moving at all. As soon as Xia Yitong moved, she started to jerk him, just like before.
"Did I hit anyone?" Lu Yinbing pulled her unique messy hair. Her hair was now so long that it couldn't be tied up and was too short to let down, making it perfect for scratching. Under Xia Yitong's idol and lover filter, it looked good no matter how she scratched it.
Xia Yitong said: "You didn't hit me."
Lu Yinbing smiled: "That's what I said, how could I possibly be..."
Xia Yitong interrupted her and asked, "Speak slowly, go over it in your mind, check your conscience, look into my eyes, and speak it out seriously."
Lu Yinbing really thought about it, then touched his chest, looked directly into Xia Yitong's eyes and said, "I have always been gentle, never fought with anyone, and I sleep the most honestly at night. I never kick anyone, never slap anyone, never..."
Xia Yitong: "You've never played Landlord before."
Lu Yinbing answered clearly: "Yes!"
"Why are you so shameless?" Xia Yitong held her face and laughed for a long time.
"Why should I have the face to face you?" Lu Yinbing said, "Let me tell you, face is like a person's disguise. Your face is very important outside. Some people live their whole lives just for face, but it is worthless at home. If you have to disguise yourself all the time, your life will be too pitiful."
Xia Yitong said: "Then sing a little sloppy song for me now."
Lu Yinbing rolled her eyes at her: "You're crazy, don't I have any dignity?"
After she finished speaking, she realized that she had spoken too quickly. Xia Yitong was really a psychopath now. Before she could clarify that it was not intentional, Xia Yitong couldn't stop laughing as if she had been hit on the funny bone: "You just said that face is worthless."
Lu Yinbing didn't argue for the steamed buns, but for his dignity: "Just sing it, wait for me to find the lyrics."
Lu Yinbing angrily flipped through her phone to find the words, while Xia Yitong also poked at the phone screen. She said first, "I'm fine." Lu Yinbing followed closely, "I found it."
Xia Yitong: "Get ready..."
Lu Yinbing pinched her fingers like an orchid, Xia Yitong: “Puff—”
Lu Yinbing: "Be serious!"
Xia Yitong frowned and chuckled, "Begin."
Lu Yinbing's singing was neither good nor bad. She didn't sing to the point of being stunning nor did she lose her mind. She pinched her throat and began to sing: "Little Sloppy, really really sloppy, he is the king of sloppiness, people call him Little Sloppy. Little Sloppy, really really sloppy, he is the king of sloppiness, no one likes him."
You know what, singing nursery rhymes is quite interesting. Xia Yitong placed the phone face down on the table, with her chin resting on the back of her hand. Her eyes followed Lu Yinbing's movements and her shoulders kept shaking.
Lu Yinbing twisted her waist, pointed forward, and sang in probably the sweetest voice of her life: "Suddenly one day, Little Sloppy changed. The Sloppy King was no longer sloppy, and everyone liked him. Suddenly one day, Little Sloppy changed. The Sloppy King was no longer sloppy, and we all liked him."
Xia Yitong laughed so hard that she almost crawled into the table.
Lu Yinbing completely let himself go, and used his hands to casually create a sky-high hairstyle on his head. As it could not stand, he pulled it with his hands, and even pulled out two small tufts of hair: "Little Sloppy, really really sloppy, he is the sloppy king, people call him Little Sloppy."
When she sang the second half, she fixed her hair and straightened her clothes in front of a non-existent mirror in the void, and sang sweetly: "Suddenly one day, the little sloppy changed. The sloppy king was no longer sloppy, and Xia Yitong liked her. Suddenly one day, the little sloppy changed. The sloppy king was no longer sloppy, and Xia Yitong liked her the most~"
Xia Yitong could no longer sit still, so she squatted on the ground, hugged the chair and laughed so hard that she fell backwards.
Lu Yinbing regained his composure in a second: "Alright, let's eat. If you don't serve the food soon, it will get cold."
A faint red streak appeared behind her ears. She smoothed it with her fingers and covered her ears with her hair.
Xia Yitong picked up the phone that had been placed on the table since the beginning, stopped it, saved the data locally, returned to the desktop, and glanced at Lu Yinbing secretly. Lu Yinbing had his back to her and didn't notice anything.
"Little Sloppy..." Lu Yinbing found that he was brainwashed by "Little Sloppy". He sang it unconsciously while serving dishes and couldn't help laughing. After lunch, Xia Yitong cleaned up the dishes and washed the dishes. The water flowed on the dishes. He nodded and hummed: "Suddenly one day, Little Sloppy changed..."
The two of them sang "Little Sloppy" in the kitchen. When Xia Yitong was cleaning the dishes, she sang so happily that her hands were covered with water, which splashed on Lu Yinbing's face. Lu Yinbing squinted her eyes and looked at her dangerously.
Xia Yitong and her just stared at each other for two seconds, and then burst into laughter.
In the end, I was pushed into the kitchen and kissed hard.
A person may be depressed for a long time because of a big thing, or may be happy for a whole day because of a very small thing. By chance, "Little Sloppy" is like a bunch of sprouts breaking through the soil, breaking a crack in this world full of shadows, and the fine and warm sunlight spreads out unexpectedly.
After consulting the doctor yesterday, Lu Yinbing decided not to take a nap and save all her sleep time for the night. This decision was mainly for Xia Yitong. Xia Yitong listened to her in everything. Even though she was so sleepy that she kept yawning, she forced herself not to sleep and walked around the living room.
Lu Yinbing turned on the top-notch speakers in the living room and played "Little Sloppy" on loop. Xia Yitong walked first, but she felt she had to jump while listening to the music, otherwise she couldn't keep up with the rhythm. She shook her head all afternoon, with tears in her eyes.
Lu Yinbing sat on the sofa, shaking her legs and reading the script.
When Xia Yitong accepted the role, she had roughly read through the script. At that time, she was reading the plot, but now she was reading it again to memorize the lines. After reading it from beginning to end, she asked Xia Yitong again: "When did you say this drama would be broadcast last time?"
Xia Yitong yawned and answered, "It was broadcast that summer."
Lu Yinbing: "Where's the song? Who sang it?"
Xia Yitong: "I..."
Lu Yinbing's eyes lit up, and Xia Yitong said, "Of course it's impossible. I went to see you after I finished filming, so I didn't have time to record. And you didn't ask me about recording songs in the later stage, so how could I take the initiative to ask."
Lu Yinbing said in annoyance: "If I had known earlier, I would have said hello to Qin Hanlin and asked you to sing an interlude or something."
Xia Yitong walked around to the back of the sofa, put his arm around her shoulders, and took this opportunity to squint his eyes and said lazily, "There are many character songs in this TV series, and I am not suitable to sing them. And after all, I am not a professional. Mr. Qiao has money, and he only invites singers who specialize in singing for TV dramas. The songs will become popular before the drama is released. Why use a newcomer like me?"
Lu Yinbing spoke up for her: "Didn't Qin Hanlin say that their music director said you're almost as good as a professional?"
Xia Yitong thought that her girlfriend was the best in the world, and the way she spoke for herself was really cute. She couldn't help but laugh and said, "Is the music director shouting to the world that I'm a professional singer?"
"Not really." Lu Yinbing muttered.
“So most people don’t know how great I am.”
"So I asked you to go out and sing. If you don't sing a little more, how will people know that you are great?"
You can't act and sing at the same time. She doesn't have the energy. At least that's the case for Xia Yitong now. Acting in movies alone has exhausted her. Xia Yitong didn't tell the truth, but only replied, "Then I will have even less time to accompany you."
Lu Yinbing accepted her reason and thought it was nice to sing alone.
"That's right."
"Hmm?" Xia Yitong was so sleepy that she could hardly open her eyes. She shook her head and planned to go for a walk again.
Lu Yinbing asked: "You said before that you would write a song for me..."
Xia Yitong: “Ah.”
Lu Yinbing tilted his neck to look back. Xia Yitong was upside down, with her mouth on top and her eyes on the bottom. The curve was almost magical, and she looked beautiful no matter how you looked at her. Lu Yinbing couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth: "How is the song going? You won't forget it, right?"
"I'm almost done, just a few more sentences." Xia Yitong said. She had promised Lu Yinbing something, and she had never forgotten it.
"Sing a few lines for me."
Xia Yitong cleared her throat.
Lu Yinbing was full of anticipation.
Xia Yitong: "Little Sloppy, really really sloppy, he is the sloppy king, people call him Little Sloppy..."
Lu Yinbing's expression changed and he threw a pillow over.
Xia Yitong took the pillow quickly and returned it: "I was sleepy and you gave me a pillow. Are you afraid that I can't sleep? Take it away."
It would have been better if she didn't say anything. As soon as she said that, Lu Yinbing got excited. Xia Yitong wailed in her heart and saw three pillows flying towards her. One hit her face, two hit her body, and then they lay on the ground. They were white, soft, and plump, the kind of pillows that you would never want to get up from once you sink into them.
Xia Yitong swallowed, that was a pillow.
Regardless, Xia Yitong pounced on the fat white man on the ground and slept on the ground. Lu Yinbing stood up, propped his elbows on the sofa, looked over here, and said, "Help me pick it up."
Xia Yitong sat up with great pain, picked up the pillows, and handed them back reluctantly, looking back every few steps.
There were several times when I was walking around the house and was about to fall asleep while standing, but Lu Yinbing pulled my ears and yelled at me to wake me up.
"Your girlfriend is out shopping!"
"Your girlfriend has been kidnapped by a monster!"
"Big Brother, your girlfriend has been captured by a monster!"
"Second Brother, your girlfriend has been captured by a monster!"
"Third Brother, your girlfriend has been captured by a monster!"
Xia Yitong: “…”
I don't know whether to say Lu Yinbing is creative or not, anyway, it comes back to that sentence, the three words "girlfriend" are the ones that can play a refreshing role. Xia Yitong "sat up in a dying dream" many times, and finally made it to the evening to eat. He almost fell into the bowl when he took the first bite of rice.
Lu Yinbing shouted at the top of his voice: "Oh my god! Your girlfriend's paw was scalded by boiling water!"
Xia Yitong was startled and immediately sat up straight!