Humming softly, Yin Zhuxian opened his eyes and woke up from the bed.
He bent his arms for support, stood up from a half-sitting position, and slid the light pink floral blanket down from his body.
His eyes, which were clearly hungover and full of dullness, were staring at the prismatic sunlight that slipped in through the gap in the curtains on the opposite wall, like a sculpture, and did not move for a while.
After a while, he finally raised his hand and grabbed his fluffy hair.
Am I...drunk?
Just like an aging machine that has been put aside for a long time and then pulled out and reactivated, as the brain regains consciousness, the chaotic and rigid thinking begins to rumble and barely function. The general process is as follows -
Am I drunk? Why am I drunk? Oh, because it was my birthday yesterday, and the unnies came to my house to celebrate... But that’s not right. What I drank at that time was obviously juice, and after that, I drove some of the unnies home.
Come on...did you drink it later? Yes, yes, you drank it later...Then the question is, who did you drink it with?
Suddenly, with a jolt, the waist straightened instantly!
At this point, the confused South Korean girl idol finally woke up completely.
With a crash, he lifted up the blanket, stepped on the floor with his bare feet, opened the door, and rushed to the stairs. He ran past the guardrail of the corridor and turned to look downstairs——
As far as the eye can see, the spacious living room is no longer in a mess like last night. It has obviously been carefully cleaned and cleaned, and everything appears to be in order. Bright sunlight shines in from the balcony floor-to-ceiling windows, making the entire space clean and bright.
But when Yin Zhuxian saw this, his feet froze. In an instant, all the spiritual power in his body seemed to be taken away instantly. His shoulders collapsed and his eyes were red. He opened his mouth to shout several times, but something seemed to be blocked in his throat.
Can't even pronounce a word.
At this time, a figure leaned out from the semi-open kitchen in the northwest corner of the hall, holding a wooden spatula in his hand and wearing a beige cartoon apron. Who could he be if he wasn't a certain world killer?
One up and one down, eyes facing each other.
"Are you awake?"
"Um……"
"how do you feel?"
"ah?"
"Let's take a shower first." He looked up and down at Yin Zhuxian, who was standing blankly on the second floor. He was still dressed as yesterday, and there were obvious red wine stains on his chest and collar. "Change your clothes and come down to eat.
"
"oh oh."
After saying that, Tang Chao shrank back, while Yin Zhuxian was obviously a little confused. He nodded blankly and responded Hanhan. Until he walked back to the bedroom, closed the door, his chest suddenly rose and fell violently, and with a sound, he happily threw himself on the bed, Seal
Rolling back and forth with the blanket rolled up.
He didn’t leave, he didn’t leave, he didn’t leave, ahhhhhh——
It was at this time, no coincidence, that all the memories about last night were completely restored in my mind.
There's nothing specific about it, just some trivial drunken talk.
For example, if you sincerely persuade someone to stop doing that dangerous job and take the right path, it doesn't matter if she doesn't know how to do anything else. She is a star, and the money in this industry is quick, so she should be able to support herself...
Oh, and of course there is the aggressive scene while dancing that makes people blush.
That was actually her performance moves on stage.
After all, he is an idol and a member of a singing and dancing group. Even though Yoon Joo Hyun himself is more traditional in character, due to his company's choice of positioning the group's style, to put it bluntly, it is to cater to the market, please fans, and for better stage effects.
, sometimes when choreographing dance steps, there will be some bold and sexy moves.
I won’t go into details about how to make a bold move, nor what the actual results are. All you need to know is that the group Yoon Joo-hyun is in is nicknamed the “Leg Sperm” on the domestic Internet...
When he thought of this, the rolling seal suddenly froze!
Unfortunately, because of the blanket, we were unable to appreciate the South Korean girl's shameful micro-expressions.
However, there is a small half exposed like lotus root legs and feet, and the ten jade toes quickly curl up, let go, curl up, let go... This cycle repeats, it is dizzying, as if three rooms and one living room are being dug out of the void.
!
"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah--"
…
Half an hour later, Yin Zhuxian finally calmed down and took a shower, then walked downstairs.
It was the same dining table as last night. The food was not sumptuous, just home-cooked side dishes.
The main reason is that the ingredients in the refrigerator are limited, and Yin Zhuxian, who is busy at work, does not come back to live often, so naturally he seldom purchases. Now these dishes are still the leftover ingredients from yesterday's birthday party.
As soon as he sat down, Yin Zhuxian looked around and couldn't help but asked with concern: "You look a little bad. Did you not sleep well? Um, where did you sleep last night?"
Hearing this, the corner of Tang Chao's mouth twitched imperceptibly. His current condition does not look very good, especially his face, which is as pale as if he has put on a layer of foundation. But this has nothing to do with the quality of his sleep, and with the scene last night
Cold shower related...
Don't forget, he had quite a few injuries, most of which were from cutting wounds. Even if he was treated in time, it was obviously impossible to fully recover in these two days. And taking a cold shower in this situation was tantamount to experiencing
One torture.
Whoever washes it knows how it tastes!
But there is one thing to say, the effect is immediate. No matter how beautiful the flames are, they are just dregs in front of someone who is grimacing in pain and is insignificant...
"I slept on the sofa. It's okay. Maybe the air conditioner temperature was turned down." After saying this, Tang Chao raised his hand to pick up the lid of the soup bowl and gestured, "Try it and see how it tastes."
Yin Zhuxian turned to look at the sofa in the living room, pursed his lips, and said nothing.
He turned around, picked up the spoon, took a sip of the soup, and immediately let out a sigh of relief. He looked satisfied and said, "This is the taste." He squinted his eyes in enjoyment. Then he nodded vigorously, smiled and said: "My craftsmanship has not deteriorated."
Tang Chao couldn't help but chuckle and shake his head when he saw this. He did cook a few meals last time he came here, but it was a long time ago. He didn't think the other party could still clearly remember the taste, so he just regarded it as a polite compliment. It was perfunctory.
He cupped his hands and then pointed to the mobile phone placed beside the table.
"Cheng Cheng, Cheng Cheng. By the way, your cell phone rang just now. It should be a call from your colleague. Please see if you want to call me back."
"It's okay, eating is the most important thing." He picked up the phone, glanced at it casually, and put it back in its place. Yin Zhuxian raised the chopsticks, imitating the characters in Japanese animation, and said with a full smile, "Then I'll start."
"Haha, please."
…
We said we were eating, but actually we spent most of the time chatting.
There are no fixed topics, we basically talk about whatever comes to mind, Yin Zhuxian said, and Tang Chao listened.
For example, their group is getting better and better, how many records have their album sales broken, which countries have they won awards in, are they practicing guitar all the time, and are learning foreign languages, especially Japanese and English. There may be more and more people in the future.
During her overseas trip, she also taught herself Chinese, etc., and so on, bit by bit, she talked endlessly, as if she wanted to share everything that happened during the time apart.
As an old master of listening, Tang Pengcai Chao naturally responded constantly, allowing the other party to freely vent his desire to talk.
Of course, regarding what happened last night, both of them tacitly ignored it and just pretended it didn't happen.
At the end of lunch, Yin Zhuxian thought of something and asked seemingly casually: "How many days do you plan to come over this time?"
Tang Chao put down his chopsticks and sighed helplessly and reiterated: "I really came to work." You have brought me back, and I can't even work without working now...
"Okay, okay, I know, how long will you work?"
"It depends on the situation. It should take as little as three to five days and at most a week." Tang Chao thought for a while and gave the answer.
"So fast?"
"In modern society, people pay attention to efficiency. And this job is not very difficult."
"Is that so..." Not knowing what he was thinking about, Yin Zhuxian lowered his head in silence, then quickly raised his head again and asked expectantly, "Can I make a request?"
"Well, it's my birthday... Ha, just kidding, you say."
First he looked at me with anger, and then Yin Zhuxian said in a serious tone: "No matter when you leave, please tell me this time, don't leave without saying goodbye, okay?"
Tang Chao was slightly startled when he heard the words. He came back to his senses and looked at the longing eyes in front of him. He couldn't help but nodded: "Okay, I'll note it down. Well, I'm sorry, last time I..."
"I forgive you." Yin Zhuxian raised his chin proudly, "For the sake of you still remembering my birthday."
This is really a misunderstanding... Tang Chao sighed speechlessly. Of course it was in his heart. It was impossible to say it out loud. His emotional intelligence was not that low, so of course it would be useless to say it.
At this moment, the cell phone next to the table rang again, and the ringtone was the debut song of Yin Zhuxian's group. Tang Chao had listened to it several times before, and the melody was pretty good. At least in his opinion, it was better than those popular dance songs that followed.
"Take it, I'll take care of the dishes." Seeing Yin Zhuxian raising his hand to cut off the call, Tang Chao waved his hand and motioned for the other person to go to the balcony, while he stood up and cleared the dining table.
After Tang Chao finished washing and cleaning the kitchen, Yin Zhuxian changed his clothes and walked downstairs, apologetically: "The company has some schedules to catch up on, and I may not be able to come back until night..."
"It doesn't matter, work is important." Tang Chao raised his hand to interrupt, expressing his understanding.
This is natural. As a popular star nowadays, it is impossible for him to have much private time. I can spare a whole morning, probably because of his birthday.
This matter is the same everywhere. For example, in Jiangyue Mansion, there is a certain star named Chu with a very unique personality. He is already considered a little expert in the entertainment industry, and he usually travels all over the world.
"Would you like to save dinner for you?"
"Stay! I'll eat it when I'm back!" Yin Zhuxian blurted out without thinking, then thought of something and shook his head quickly, "You don't have to wait for me, you eat first. I can't tell the time, just heat it up when you get back."
"Okay, I understand." Tang Chao blinked and suddenly felt that the atmosphere of the conversation was a bit strange, but for the moment he couldn't tell what was wrong...
Yin Zhuxian did not notice someone's absent-mindedness and handed over the key in his hand: "This is the access card, this is the door key, this is the key to the second bedroom on the second floor..."
"Well?"
"The sheets and bedding are all packed up. They are all new. Go up and catch up on your sleep. You will live upstairs from now on. By the way, do you have any money? Is it Korean won? Let me get you some. You know the location of the supermarket.
, I want to eat sweet and sour pork ribs and mapo tofu tonight, hehe, please!"
"..."
Looking at Yin Zhuxian who finished speaking as fast as a submachine gun fire and left like the wind, Tang Chao stood at the entrance in a daze, looked down at a bunch of keys in his left hand, and then at a handful of bills in his right hand, dumbfounded.
After a while, I finally realized what the blame was...
Isn't this just a Japanese-style little wife who sends the head of the family away to make money?
Oh, no, they are not married yet. In other words, he is not even a housewife, at best he is just a mistress who is hidden in a golden house...Gan!!!