Chapter 1244 I'll Break Down Along with My Sister 22
She turned the TV back on; the program was still running, but Li Yan was no longer there.
The original show invites original singers, four per episode, and their performances are all unpublished.
It's mainly for appreciation.
Li Yan's performance as the finale caused the hype to skyrocket, making it difficult for the audience to concentrate on the next singer.
After the original "Match-Up" show ended, Hunan TV moved on to a competitive variety show.
Song Jinhuan watched the regular celebrities play games, and the regular guests threw out jokes to liven up the atmosphere, making her laugh out loud.
I laughed so hard my stomach hurt.
The small trash can next to the sofa was soon filled with snack bags. She stepped into it twice, creating another half of the space.
Then he threw the empty bag in and stomped on it twice to pack the snack bags in the bucket more tightly.
Suddenly, there was a noise at the door.
Song Jinhuan tilted her head back and saw the door being pushed in.
A man appeared, looking travel-worn and carrying a bag.
"Sister, I'm back." Li Yan looked at the girl and greeted her solemnly, as if fulfilling a promise.
Song Jinhuan unconsciously stood up, took two steps forward, and politely replied, "Thank you for your hard work."
Li Yan let out a snort, which was not very clear.
He put his bag on the ground, opened his arms to the girl, stared intently at her, and whispered seductively, "Sister, won't you come and welcome me?"
Song Jinhuan glanced at the outstretched arms, hesitated for a moment, and then took small steps over to embrace him.
Welcome home.
Li Yan leaned down slightly, wrapped his long arms around the person, and said with a happy expression, "I've finally met my sister."
World-weariness index: 70.
Actually, I saw it this morning.
However, the other person's sentiments gave Song Jinhuan the illusion that they hadn't seen each other for several lifetimes.
I held him for a bit too long.
Hearing his increasingly loud heartbeat again, Song Jinhuan blinked and asked in a muffled voice, "Have you hugged enough?"
Li Yan's eyelashes trembled slightly. He released her and took a half step back. His expressionless face showed a hint of helplessness. His two hands were clasped together, his slender fingers twisting!
Anyone could see how cautious he was.
"I'm sorry, sister."
Before Song Jinhuan could say anything, he picked up the bag from the ground, and while the girl was in a daze, he took her hand and walked towards the sofa.
Song Jinhuan sat down as appropriate.
Li Yan squatted by the coffee table, opened her handbag, and took out items one by one as if presenting a treasure, arranging them neatly.
Then, with a calm expression, she asked, "Sister, do you like it?"
His voice was tense.
If you listen carefully, you can sense his anxiety and anticipation.
Song Jinhuan glanced at them and saw that they were all small ornaments, which looked small and cute.
She leaned closer, touching and feeling everything, her eyes sparkling as she exclaimed, "So pretty!"
Li Yan's lips curled up slightly, but when the girl's gaze remained fixed on the trinkets and refused to give him any attention, that secret joy quickly vanished.
He pursed his lips. "Sister, are you happy?"
Song Jinhuan responded with two soft "hmm" sounds, like a chick pecking at rice.
Li Yan's dissatisfaction was somewhat relieved; well, at least her sister was happy.
He returned in a hurry, his hair gel still on, and his body still smelled of cosmetics.
It smells so good.
Neither of them could stand the smell.
Before Li Yan went to take a shower, Song Jinhuan casually asked, "Have you eaten?"
Li Yan shook her head, "Has sister eaten?"
Song Jinhuan coughed twice, feeling guilty: "I'm not hungry."
Having eaten snacks all afternoon, I'm naturally not very hungry.
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