Grass!
Rong Yuheng quickly covered his mouth.
In the darkness, his face quickly lit up with warmth, and the hairs all over his body stood up!
Qiao Tan's voice came from the other end, "What's wrong?"
Rong Yuheng twisted his arm, but did not break Wen Zezhen's restraint. Wen Zezhen's breath was still beating in his ear, hidden and ambiguous, hot and sultry.
Rong Yuheng could only bite the bullet and try to stabilize his voice, "I accidentally bit my tongue."
Chen Luoxing laughed, "Aren't you full at night?"
"I..." Wen Zezhen let go slowly, and Rong Yuheng was finally able to breathe. He hurriedly moved to the side against the wall, but was hooked back by the arm on his waist, "... I'm full, and after a while, I'm hungry again."
"Would you like me to get you something to eat? There are snacks in the cupboard." Qiao Tan said and was about to get up. He and Wen Zezhen were next to each other. As long as he came together, he could sense something was wrong next to him.
Rong Yuheng hurriedly said, "No need! Everyone is asleep."
Chen Luoxing said, "I just lay down, I haven't fallen asleep yet, I'm fine."
Rong Yuheng racked his brains to come up with an excuse, "I've brushed my teeth, and I'm not particularly hungry, so let's go to bed."
During the short stalemate, Qiao Tan suddenly asked, "Eh? Why doesn't Mr. Wen speak?"
According to Wen Zezhen's urine, he should have jumped up long ago.
Rong Yuheng was so nervous that he even pinched his toes and was being—
Because it was not long after the lights were turned off, everyone's eyesight hadn't adapted to the darkness, and they didn't deliberately want to see anything, so no one noticed that Wen Zezhen had squeezed into Rong Yuheng's side.
Now that Qiao Tan mentioned such a sentence, the two people on the other end began to look towards them consciously.
Rong Yuheng quickly took his foot and gently kicked Wen Zezhen: What should I do, what should I do!
Wen Zezhen paused for a second, then gently squeezed Rong Yuheng's waist with his hand as punishment.
Rong Yuheng was pinched and his waist trembled, and before he had time to kick him again, Wen Zezhen slowly turned over, stepped back a foot away, and pretended to be just propped up from the bed.
"I'll go get it for you if you want to eat it."
Wen Zezhen's voice sounded very flat, with a hint of awkwardness.
Qiao Tan was stunned, "Mr. Wen, are you angry with Rongrong?"
Wen Zezhen did not speak.
Qiao Tan instantly confirmed his guess - no wonder he was silent just now, so he was sulking.
But now Wen Zezhen took the initiative to sit up and care about Rongrong again. She should be soft-hearted, right
Rong Yuheng was a little relieved when she saw that Wen Zezhen was fooled by her acting skills. But he was still annoyed, he stretched out his foot and kicked Wen Zezhen again: Let you mess up!
The bed made a muffled sound, and Chen Luoxing sat up in fear and looked over there, for fear that the two would quarrel.
Qiao Tan's eyesight got used to the darkness a little bit, and he saw Wen Zezhen sitting on the bed, but closer to Rong Yuheng, with his hands on his side, looking down at Rong Yuheng.
Qiao Tan wondered, what are these two doing, why are they not talking
“Wen…”
"It's all right." Wen Zezhen said suddenly, listened carefully, and smiled a little, "We are playing around and it will affect you both."
As he spoke, he stretched his arm to Rong Yuheng's mouth again, "Hungry? Why don't you just eat it?"
Rong Yuheng patted him away with a "smack", "Go away, go away, don't!"
Wen Zezhen squeezed his throat and laughed.
Chen Luoxing was relieved to see that there was no real conflict between the two of them - it would be bad if Wen Zezhen and Rong Yuheng quarreled because of their jokes.
Chen Luoxing hurriedly said, "It's okay, it didn't affect us!"
Qiao Tan "tsk", "Why do I think we affected you?"
"… "
The two righteous masters who were inadvertently revealed the truth: dare not speak.
After tossing for a while, Rong Yuheng was really sleepy. He wrapped the quilt tightly, said good night to the three of them, and closed his eyes obediently.
In the drowsy drowsiness, he faintly felt a hand resting on his belly, tapping lightly, with a very comfortable strength. Rong Yuheng fell into a deep sleep under this extremely hypnotic rhythm.
…
The next morning, 7:30.
When Qiao Tan woke up, he still didn't dare to look beside him, for fear of seeing some pictures that were not suitable for children.
After pondering for a while, he slowly opened his eyes, and quietly turned to the side...
But I saw that the two pillows were empty.
Qiao Tan was stunned for a moment, then opened his eyes and glanced at the bed—I saw Rong Yuheng wrapped in a quilt and lying in the middle of the two beds like a pig worm. too sweet...
The original owner of the bed, Wen Zezhen, was missing.
Qiao Tan was silent for two seconds. It seems that they wronged Wen Zezhen yesterday. Judging from the current situation, the ownership of the bed does belong to Rong Yuheng.
Qiao Tan got up lightly and went out the door. After washing up, he went downstairs.
As soon as he reached the stairs on the second floor, he heard a noise from the kitchen. When he went down to the living room, he looked up and met Wen Zexuan who was behind the kitchen.
"Mr. Wen, so early?"
"Mr. Qiao is early." Wen Zezhen greeted him and continued to mix the preserved eggs in the bowl.
Qiao Tan walked over and offered to help, "What did you do?"
"I steamed some dumplings and cooked porridge. I saw that there were preserved eggs in the refrigerator, so I made them cold." Wen Zezhen said, "I originally wanted to cook some noodles, but I don't know when they will get up, it will be cluttered after a long time. I'll fry some cowpeas with minced pork in a while, so I can have dinner."
Qiao Tan was amazed for a while, "Who would have thought that the dignified actor would get up early in the morning to cook breakfast for everyone?"
At this moment, the camera in the house has been turned on. Qiao Tan can't say it clearly, and only praised, "Who will follow you in the future, I don't know how happy I will be."
Wen Zezhen didn't speak, but Qiao Tan, who was familiar with him, caught a smile from the corner of his mouth.
Qiao Tan put the cowpea on the chopping board and began to cut into small pieces, "I woke up this morning, and Rong Rong was sleeping sideways. Is it the shape you made for him or what?"
Wen Zezhen heated the oil in the pan and started to stir fry the minced meat, "It's said that he doesn't sleep well."
Qiao Tan suddenly choked: Wen Zezhen kicked the cabinet door with great fanfare under the camera again!
He changed the subject, "Is it almost fried?"
After Qiao Tan finished speaking, he put the chopped cowpeas into the pot, and with a "呲la" sound, there was a burst of smoke from the pot, and the sour and spicy aroma came out.
Wen Zezhen's profile was shrouded in white smoke, with a handsome profile and focused eyes.
Qiao Tan sighed quietly in his heart... He actually didn't quite understand how the two got together before.
In his opinion, Rong Yuheng has an eccentric personality and a clear brain circuit, so he should prefer fresh and dynamic things. Wen Zezhen has a good personality, but it's a bit boring and serious. It's okay to chat with people of his age, but with Rong Yuheng, the latter feels boring.
But he seems to understand now.
Wen Zezhen is very poignant in some details.
His tolerance was like a ball of soft light, scattered in the air with a "slap" sound and scattered into stars.
The starlight is dense, gentle and calm, filling all possible gaps in this relationship.
No wonder Rong Yuheng likes it. No one can resist a man who makes himself comfortable in the details of life.
As soon as the minced cowpea was out of the pot, Ju Ziyi came downstairs. She was embarrassed to say hello, "Mr. Wen, Teacher Qiao, you've worked hard!"
Qiao Tan didn't dare to take credit, "I didn't do anything, all these were done by Mr. Wen."
Wen Zezhen beckoned to Ju Ziyi, who was feeling uncomfortable, "You can turn off the fire in five minutes after steaming the dumplings. I'll leave the rest to you. I'll wake up the two upstairs."
Only then did Ju Ziyi relax, and hurried over, "No problem!"
Qiao Tan thought of the two piglets sleeping soundly upstairs, and couldn't help but have a sympathetic look... Rong Yuheng doesn't matter, if Chen Luoxing was woken up by his idol, I don't know if he would be ashamed to death .
About five minutes after Wen Zezhen went up, Chen Luoxing floated downstairs with a collapsed face. When he saw Ju Ziyi who was serving porridge, he immediately showed an expression of betrayal!
Qiao Tan comforted him, "It's okay, not everyone can be woken up by idols, and you are lucky."
Chen Luoxing almost burst into tears when he heard this, "Mr. Qiao... why didn't you call me?"
Qiao Tan, "It's too early, you young children, it's not a problem to sleep more."
Chen Luoxing suddenly let out a cry of "Ow~", "I'm done, my image is ruined in Mr. Wen's heart!"
Ju Ziyi reassured her softly, "No, you haven't built it before."
Chen Luoxing, "..." He cried, he really wanted to cry!
Five minutes later, there was a noise from the stairs. A few people turned their heads and looked over, and saw Wen Zezhen walking down the stairs with heavy steps - the reason why it was heavy was because there was a sleepy hamster hanging on him.
Rong Yuheng raised his eyelids and greeted several people, "Morning..."
Qiao Tan laughed, "haven't woken up yet? Teacher Wen has already made breakfast."
Hearing this, Rong Yuheng immediately woke up.
He hung on Wen Zezheng, turned his head shyly and rubbed his head, "Mr. Wen ~ why are you so good?"
Wen Zezhen only felt that the bitterness of losing the bed and getting up early was swept away in an instant!
He pursed his lips and restrained himself from laughing under the camera. He turned his head and glanced at his little hamster sweetly, "There's no more shaomai, I've steamed dumplings, what do you want to eat?"
Rong Yuheng said, "Eat, I will eat whatever you steam!"
Onlookers: ... Yes, the dog food in the morning is still hanging with fresh dewdrops.
Qiao Tan is now normal.
He thought, whether it's sweet or sweet, Rong Yuheng can see Wen Zezhen's seldom revealed efforts, which shows that Wen Zezhen is also worthwhile.
As Wen Zezhen's friend, he should not be a lemon.
... a fart.
Qiao Tan poked over a preserved egg with his chopsticks - Damn, he's sour!
The five people gathered around the table for breakfast, and Qiao Tan released the task they just got by the way.
"Guests Come From Afar" is a life program, but it does not completely record the daily life of the guests. The first day is for the guests to relax and adapt to the environment, and on the second day, the tasks issued by the program team need to be completed.
Qiao Tan unfolded the note handed by the director, "Use the existing materials to add a practical item to our big villa."
Ju Ziyi, "Useful items? But we don't lack anything!"
Rong Yuheng frowned and pondered for a moment, then spread out his small hands and stretched out his head, "What do you think of my mobile shelf?"
Everyone, "..." is too expensive to use!
Qiao Tan is meaningful, "good or good, but unfortunately, I will move with Mr. Wen tomorrow."
Wen Zezhen straightened his back immediately, as if the glory of stars had fallen all over his body, "That's right."
Rong Yuheng sighed, "It's a big loss for the show team."
The director behind the camera, "..." No regrets, no regrets, thank you.
After the five guests finished eating, they circled the villa in and out.
When Wen Zezhen strolled past the bedroom, there was a strange pause.
Rong Yuheng, "What's the matter, do you have any good ideas?"
Wen Zezhen pointed to the wall behind the bedroom, "Do you think that wall is a bit empty?"
Rong Yuheng was horrified, "Ghost story?"
Wen Zezhen, "..."
He hinted, "I want to say, it's suitable for a group photo." The kind of marriage between the two.
Rong Yuheng, "Oh... Sao Cono Rui~"
Qiao Tan followed behind them, only to hear a group photo, his eyes lit up, "Hey, can we make a photo wall?" He turned his head and walked downstairs, "The outer wall behind the sun room is very empty. , and there are flowers and plants embellished, it is perfect as a photo wall."
The two main pets, who had no intention of inserting willows and willows, turned off the wheat for a moment, not daring to let Qiao Tan know their true intentions.
After this idea was approved by all the members, everyone collected materials in the villa to prepare for production.
Long rope, tape, and clothespins can be combined to hang photos. Ju Ziyi took some cardboard and colored pens, and used them to decorate after clipping and painting.
At noon, Wen Zezhen and Qiao Tan went back to the house to prepare lunch, and after a few people had lunch, they continued to retouch the photo wall.
There was also a small table in the sun room. Everyone was tired from manual work, so Ju Ziyi made a pot of tea and came over. The mousse that Rong Yuheng made yesterday was just enough to eat.
The afternoon sun was bright and soft, and the five guests gathered together, accompanied by laughter and laughter, the small room was warm and flowing.
The photo wall was ready, the program team took a group photo of the five people, washed it out and hung it on the string they just held.
In the group photo, Wen Zezhen and Rong Yuheng are standing together. Although they are integrated into the big family of "Guest Lai", their heads are slightly tilted towards each other, as if they are leaning on each other, restrained and warm.
…
After dinner, Rong Yuheng and Wen Zezhen will say goodbye to the show crew. The guests exchanged contact information with each other, and Rong Yuheng gave Qiao Tan a special hug before leaving.
With his head resting on Qiao Tan's shoulder, he said sincerely and quietly, "Thank you, teacher."
Qiao Tan smiled and just patted his back, "It's getting better and better."
Business is also, love is also, all the way to good.
The two were on a plane at ten o'clock in the evening, and they were going to the airport now. Because of the tight time, I took the car of the show team directly, and their agent waited at the airport to go through the formalities in advance.
On the way, Rong Yuheng took out his mobile phone and swiped Weibo, and Wen Zezhen put his head together and watched it together with him.
After the two lost their Weibo accounts for the second time, they seldom surfed again - without him, it was a love affair.
At this moment, the two of them huddled together, trying to work together to dispel the sadness and pain of losing their account, and only experience the joy of surfing.
Rong Yuheng brushed and brushed, suddenly remembering that tomorrow is the day when the spokesperson of the STAR-T men's group announced. He paused, then searched and clicked into JonLi's Weibo homepage.
JonLi stopped talking about the STAR-T boy group after being slotted by the whole network. But just five hours ago, his Weibo was suddenly updated with many photography works.
Rong Yuheng clicked into the comment area, which was full of rainbow farts boasting "immortal composition" and "stunning color tone". Wen Zezhen only glanced at it and said, "Navy."
The next day was the announcement of the spokesperson. JonLi posted a blog today to invite the navy, and it is hard not to make people suspicious.
Rong Yuheng was certain, "This little rascal must have had a bad stomach again, owner, what should we do?"
Wen Zezhen was amused by his cute and loving tone, and stretched out his hand to slap Mao Mao, "If the account is still in our hands, it would be easy to handle, but unfortunately it was confiscated. We just leave it to Qu Youhe and Shi Qiu."
Rong Yuheng was a little unwilling, he pondered for a moment in Wen Zezhen's arms, and clapped his hands violently, "Let's apply for a trumpet together!"
Wen Zezhen, "How much noise can the trumpet make? Unless you lose your horse, but if you lose your horse, it will probably be taken away again."
Rong Yuheng responded with an inscrutable smile... He lowered his head and fiddled for a while, then turned the phone over to Wen Zezhen.
I saw that the newly applied account id clearly read a few big characters: Rong Yuheng's trumpet.
The avatar also uses Wen Zezhen's ID photo.
Wen Zezhen, "… "
After Rong Yuheng finished his show, he still didn't forget to slap his owner Wen, "You also make a 'Wen Zezhen's trumpet', and then put on my avatar! From now on, we will go in and out together, in pairs, and we will be invincible. , it will definitely attract the attention of netizens.”
Wen Zezhen was silent for two seconds after seeing this act of being too open and upright but concealing the public's ears... Then he was shamefully moved.
He secretly registered for Weibo, named it "Wen Zezhen's trumpet", and replaced it with Rong Yuheng's ID photo.
Then the two climbed to the bottom of JonLi's Weibo at the same time, and the two swords combined—
@rongyuheng's trumpet: As long as the photos you take of Shan Qi are as good as this 1/10, it will not replace you.
@wen zezhen's trumpet: Rong Rong is right!
After the comments were made, the two principals who were secretly doing things exchanged glances in the dimly lit carriage. The streetlights outside the car window flashed by, and the excitement in their eyes flickered brightly and darkly:
Hee hee hee…
hey hey hey...
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