From dusk, late at night, to early morning, insects and birds chirp.
The exhausted Captain Aomaru fell asleep on the small bed, and he slept until dawn.
The sun was slightly drunk, and the white-gold sunlight seemed to be deliberately poured on Quan Enfei's milky skin. It slid down the porcelain white skin, flowed through the arms, flowed through the thighs, and spread out in a dense cloud.
The aroma wafting in from outside the room made her smell fragrant, like the smell of barbecue.
"Well - Dafa, who is cooking..."
The hoarse, sexy voice sounded like a girlfriend acting coquettishly.
Concubine Quan En slowly opened her eyes and lifted the quilt.
Full of the temperament of a royal sister, she struggled feebly to get up, and her suspenders fell down, revealing her snow-white shoulders.
She sat blankly on the bed, her whole body looking messy and beautiful, and her thoughts that she had just woken up from were very confused.
The moment he wakes up, he immediately turns his head and looks at the upper bunk beside him. This has become his habit. The neatly folded bedding in his sight is his rebellious youngest maknae.
Empty beds left behind by "running away".
"Hey, I still haven't come back. Ernie lied again..." She sighed softly at first, feeling helpless, pampered, and deeply missing.
Last night I heard my manager sister tell me that she would come back with Choi Ruina, but I waited and fell asleep because I was too tired.
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When I woke up, in addition to Guangbei's pure face and Yaya's soft ass...
Nothing has changed! Sweet Potato Ernie is a liar!
After all, if the maknae had just woken up, the bedding would not have been folded so neatly, but would have been a mess.
It is a fact recognized by Aiziwan that Xiao Liang is very angry when he wakes up.
But the next second, Sister Quan realized something was wrong and frowned for no reason.
"Huh? Wait a minute!"
It seemed that she had discovered that the pillows were placed in the wrong position. After all, she cleaned them herself every day. Even if it was Guangbei's hair or An An's hair that fell, she knew it clearly.
Concubine Quan En leaned over and touched the quilt.
His eyes suddenly became confused and strange.
"Mo, why is it so warm, so warm?"
Early in the morning, her mind was confused and she couldn't figure anything out. She thought it was Guangbei and Yuzhen who sneaked into Xiaoliang's bed to sleep in the middle of the night.
I didn’t think much about it because——
Quan Enfei stroked her aching head, then touched her empty stomach, and said to herself:
"Sister, I'm hungry, very hungry, tired, so tired."
It’s been a crazy schedule these days, with all kinds of silly talk variety shows and chat radio stations - but among the girls in the group, some are “introverted”, some have “language barriers”, and some are in a “Buddhist trance”…
There are all kinds of tricky and trap topics. Those average MCs only care about the effect of the show and don’t care about the psychological burden of idols at all.
It is simply incomparable to the predecessors of Running Man.
For example, he asked a stupid question - "Have you ever been jealous of Sakura Miyawaki Sakura and Zhang Yuanying when it comes to their popularity after debuting..."
Once, an honest and upright member of the group accidentally said: "Popular is not the only thing. Although I envy them, my strength is not inferior to them. I know how to fight, and I will try my best to catch up and not hold them back."
As a result, the production team cut it badly, leaving only the first two sentences.
Then I encountered various online attacks from Sakura fans and Yuan fans!
Not to mention the Sakura trio, even the strong An Youzhen cried several times and almost collapsed.
In the end, everyone was so scared that they didn't dare to speak on the variety show. The scene was often very embarrassing, leaving Sister Quan struggling to support herself and raising various topics.
It is simply indescribable torture and disaster.
The only one in the team who has the best sense of variety shows, he is alone in the variety show world to explore the way for iz*one.
A talented little bad guy with a round head who doesn't know where to go to hang out. Maybe he is a road fool and can't find his way back to his dormitory.
Countless news about her leaked out on the Internet. She went to Big Hit and S.M., and there were also very beautiful young ladies appearing around her for no apparent reason.
Sister Quan is so worried that her young maknae will be abducted by her little sister.
That little bad guy seems to be born with a special talent for attracting those "pretty sisters".
"Xiao Liang, Ernie misses you."
That person's name has become a long-awaited concern for Sister Quan.
While folding the quilt, she was thinking about what to eat for breakfast. After thinking for a long time, she decided to make some tuna fried rice to fill her stomach.
Although she is ashamed to be the eldest sister of Aomaru, she is confident in cooking, and this is really the only thing she can cook.
Because Jiang Xiaoliang loves to eat, he often says:
“Wuli Quan’s tuna fried rice is the best, zzang!”
But Xiaoliang is not here, and everyone seems to suddenly not like to eat.
Concubine Quan Eun got out of bed and put on her cool slippers. Before walking out of the room, she leaned down slightly and looked at Jiang Huiyuan, who was sleeping on the bed with a beautiful posture and a pure and beautiful face.
The corners of his mouth smacked from time to time, and Guangbei seemed to be having a sweet dream.
"Hey Yigu, pure Nomuyebo (beautiful)~~ coconut milk, uh, forget about coconut milk..." Then he saw Cui Ruina sleeping in a bold and unrestrained posture, wearing loose earth-colored pajamas, revealing her white skin.
Sister Quan helped them cover the quilt again with careful movements and gentle eyes. She sighed, felt helpless, and smiled with a little disgust.
Then she walked towards the kitchen with slightly heavy steps.
Wearing a camisole and short shorts, revealing a pair of long legs, Kwon Eun-bi has a lazy and sexy royal-sister temperament.
"clatter--"
There was a sound of the refrigerator opening, and Sister Quan took out a piece of cheese to heat and drink it with refreshing beer.
The filming of the first season of iz*one chu has been completed, and the cameras have been temporarily removed. The members no longer need to be so restrained and restrain their desires.
When you are sad, you can also drink alcohol to relieve your sorrow.
Her eyes were dull, like a lovelorn, hungover girl who just sat on the chair, taking a sip from time to time.
"Gu, Gu Gu."
"Zizzizi..."
Along with the sound of wine entering the throat, a pleasant sound of sizzling oil rang out in my ears.
Early in the morning, Concubine Quan Eun-fei, whose eyes were dazed and slightly drunk, raised her head blankly and looked at the lovely back of the stove wearing a cherry blossom apron, with one hand coolly in her pocket, making breakfast.
Hey, that bouncing ball head is so cute.
The back view also has a broken feeling of a lazy boy.
"Mo, I only had one bottle...I'm so drunk..."
Quan Eun-bi, who thought she was "drunk" and had hallucinations, held a beer in one hand and supported her chin with the other, her eyes blurred and she smiled like a junior.
It's like having a dream about "relatives from the boyfriend's family", hoping to get the lazy feeling of having breakfast together, which is very unreal but enjoyable.
It seems that this can only be a dream, the kind of dream that is longed for, the hazy feeling that is far away, and that you want to catch.
Sister Quan felt more and more drunk that she was still drunk.
"Oh, look at our little cook, it would be great if she was a relative of my husband's family, kiyo~ But this illusion is too unreal. How can Wuli Xiaoliang be so tall..."
Listening to the half-asleep and half-awake behind me, I heard the impolite murmurs and comments - "West!"
Brother Liang, who was coolly stuffing his pockets and making breakfast, couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and rolled his eyes.
Holy shit, why do I feel like I’m being violated by Sister Quan’s eyes...
What else is called - "How can Xiaoliang be so tall?!"
Brother Liang, I have just come back. I have grown taller and am in a better mood. I can bear it!
She picked up an ancestral small wooden spoon, which was always beaten at home. The one that Pei's mother liked the most and had the best feel was secretly brought to the dormitory.
——Heat oil in a pan, fry two eggs first, one for Sister Quan and one for yourself, and stir-fry chives, garlic, millet and spicy.
"Hugh, shua~Wuhu~"
Ryoko also adds very cute special effects sounds from time to time.
The light and dark soy sauce brought from Pei's family consumes oil, boiled with water, drained the soup, put on the beef packaged from Ha Dongxun BBQ restaurant last night, and finally added a few "pretentious" kimchi.
Appetite, excellent quality and color of the fried sauce, simply amazing.
Perfect - "Liangzi Brand Noodles", it's countless times more delicious than the fried noodles in the southern peninsula.
Sister Quan, with a cute look on her face, took the Kuai Zi handed over by Xiao Liang.
"Wow, Moa?! It smells so good, maxi da (yummy)..."
Concubine Quan Eun's mind was unable to react for a moment, and her eyes were blank. However, it did not hinder the movements of her mouth, which was called "can't stop at all."
Some people just appear in his sight. No matter what he sees at this moment, in Quan Enfei's eyes, he is particularly happy and satisfied.
And Jiang Xiaoliang is such an existence.
Hey, wait?!
Jiang Xiaoliang's voice interrupted Quan Enfei's newly awakened consciousness and slow thoughts.
"Mo Ya? What kind of wine should you drink so early in the morning? It hurts your stomach! Confiscated!"
"Inside?!"
"Why are you eating cheese? Your mother will cry when she sees it. Her daughter is living like a single person, confiscate it!"
"hold head high?!"
"I cooked kelp soup for you, do you like it?"
"like…"
A long-lost feeling of being taken care of.
There is a comfortable feeling of coolness in the morning, a slight chill. It is the beauty that has been lost and found in countless days after Xiao Liang left.
This hallucination is so real, I really hope... I will never wake up.
Quan Enfei sipped the kelp soup and ate the noodles, squinting her eyes with enjoyment as she chewed the delicious food in her mouth.
The girl with the round head felt a hint of playfulness and said with a smile:
"Gui? I didn't hear clearly, Sister Quan, are you talking about whether you like me or soup?"
"Of course I like you... Na! Oh? Eh?!
"
jingle——
The spoon fell on the table.
Concubine Quan Eun opened her mouth wide and stared blankly at the young maknae who was wearing a cherry blossom apron and retro round-framed glasses with her back turned and making seaweed soup.
She even pinched her long legs and patted her face to see if she was dreaming or hallucinating.
Hearing the "crack" sound, Jiang Xiaoliang turned around and saw Sister Quan slapping him. He raised his eyebrows and couldn't hold back his laughter for a while:
"Ha, Mo? Why do you want to harm yourself? Since when did you have this kind of hobby, Sister Quan?"
"Forehead…"
It seems, it seems not a dream!
The silly elder sister of iz*one seems to have aphasia.
I miss this lazy voice so much. I like the little habit of putting my hands on my waist like a little cadre. I wear a cute bun and have clear and clean blue eyes that overflow with aura.
The lazy look is so cute.
Her eyes were blinking loosely, as if teasing herself: Sister Quan, who did you say you like?
"Jiang Xiaoliang?!
"
"uh-huh."
Turning around, Jiang Xiaoliang, who was holding a small wooden spoon, had an expressionless face. He slowly and crookedly smiled: "Anyway, I'm not your little cook, Sister Quan. As for my husband's relatives..."
No matter when, being teased by such a little cool guy will still shock your soul.
The most embarrassing thing is often the moment you wake up from a "dream".
Concubine Quan Eun's face turned red instantly.
The social death after sobering up is so shy that I will never forget it.
The domineering sister Yu raised the hands holding the tachyon, covered her hot face, shyly, broke down and shouted: