If this is his own room, then Chen Lunan might have already been driven away.
Yan Qiuzhi's words turned around, and she stared at the man's deep eyes for a while, her ears were hot, her cheeks were hot, and in the end, she could only grit her teeth and curse: "Can you maintain your personality a little bit?"
Why are you playing hooligans all day and night? This is simply too inhuman.
Although she doesn't hate this feeling, but it's really... too caught off guard.
Chen Lunan stared at her red ears, and laughed softly.
Yan Qiuzhi thought he was laughing at herself, so she kicked him under the table and warned with her eyes, "Why are you laughing?"
Chen Lunan lowered his eyes and looked at her anxiously: "Are you shy?"
Yan Qiuzhi didn't bother to talk to him.
Chen Lunan laughed, and said in a low voice, "Isn't that what you thought?"
Teacher and student py.
When Chen Lunan was talking, he really didn't think in this direction. If Yan Qiuzhi hadn't reminded him, he wouldn't have paid attention at all.
Yan Qiuzhi: "..."
So she is mentally unhealthy.
She glanced at Chen Lunan and ignored him.
Yan Qiuzhi lowered her head to drink the soup, she looked very slow, and her demeanor looked particularly comfortable.
Chen Lunan ate quickly, put down his chopsticks early and sat opposite her, waiting for her.
After eating, Yan Qiuzhi had no choice but to sigh: "Tomorrow Zhuzhu may sue Mengjie."
Chen Lunan: "Say what?"
"I'm getting fat."
Yan Qiuzhi touched her stomach, and could clearly feel that she had eaten too much.
This was what Chen Lunan saw when he turned his head. He paused and said in a low voice, "Let's go for a while, there is a treadmill over there."
"… oh."
Yan Qiuzhi glanced lightly: "Let's wait."
Chen Lunan didn't urge her, and got up to clean up the dining table. Yan Qiuzhi couldn't see it, and asked, "How about I wash the dishes?"
"Need not."
Chen Lunan looked back at her: "Go and rest for a while."
Yan Qiuzhi was embarrassed, "Mmm" and said: "That's fine."
She seemed to be a little in the way.
In fact, it's okay for the two of them not to wash their dishes, but Chen Lunan has a cleanliness habit and can't bear to put them in the kitchen until the staff come to clean them tomorrow.
Yan Qiuzhi stared at his back for a while, but didn't care.
She walked to the gym on the other side, saying that it was not a gym, but a small space with treadmills and yoga mats.
This room has everything.
Yan Qiuzhi stood against the wall, planning to do some yoga after digesting for a while.
She was standing and looking at her phone. Yan Jiachi had sent her a message more than ten minutes ago.
Yan Qiuzhi didn't ask about Yan Jiachi's fight last time, and the two of them seldom chatted proactively unless it was something urgent.
The two of them were awkward, and it was worse than conflicts between other couples.
Yan Jiachi: [Are you filming in City D?]
Yan Qiuzhi raised her eyebrows: [What?]
Yan Jiachi: [Just ask.]
Yan Qiuzhi: [Yes.]
She stared at the phone for a long time, staring at the words "typing" for a long time, but Yan Jiachi didn't send a word.
Yan Qiuzhi pulled her lips, not paying attention to him.
She poked open her photo album, and before she had time to appreciate the perfect photos she took, the information of Sister Meng came first.
Sister Meng: [Yanyan, you manage your Weibo anyway, right?]
When she checked Yan Qiuzhi's Weibo data at night, she found that whether it was Chaohua or her previous comments on Weibo, they were all calling for her to post photos on Weibo.
It's really hard to be her fan.
The idol obviously has a prosperous beauty and is also a young man, but he doesn't like to post on Weibo. It's fine if he doesn't post photos, and he doesn't like to share even small daily things.
Every time they want to see new photos or something interesting, everyone still needs to go to her friend's Weibo to look for it, looking for some food in a pitiful and pitiful way.
This time, it has been another month since Yan Qiuzhi last posted on Weibo.
The last time I posted on Weibo, I forwarded the official announcement of the crew and wrote a sentence-please give me more advice.
Yan Qiuzhi looked at Sister Meng's message and couldn't laugh or cry: [I'll send one now.]
Sister Meng: [? ? So obedient?]
Yan Qiuzhi's lips curled into a smile: [Well, there is something to share.]
Sister Meng: [OK.]
Five minutes later, the fans who had been looking forward to the idol's Weibo post saw that their idol really posted on Weibo! ! !
Let's celebrate! !
@颜秋果: Sharing today’s dinner, what have you eaten, don’t forget to exercise if you eat too much~ I’m going to do yoga and then go to bed [photo].
The photo she sent was just taken next to the dining table, and it was full of color and fragrance.
Chen Lunan also pays attention to the beauty of color and luster when cooking, and he is a demanding "cook".
As soon as the photos came out, the fans went "crazy".
[Ah, ah, report to everyone! ! ! Yan Qiuzhi finally heard our call and posted on Weibo! ! !]
[All fans, all fans, come! ! ! It's snowing in April today! ! Yan Qiuzhi posted on Weibo.]
[Ah, ah, my sister is eating well.]
[Sister, eat more!]
[Wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu ! I have to exercise even after eating too much, I don’t want to move when I’m full.]
[Wait, sisters! Didn't you find the blind spot, our Yanyan eats home-cooked food? ? Who did it.]
[Yes! ! What Yanyan sent out was not made by a restaurant or a hotel. Although the appearance is very good, it just doesn't look like a restaurant.]
[Don't care who made it, it's great if my sister posts Weibo!]
…
Yan Qiuzhi's eyelids twitched suddenly when she saw the fans start digging into someone's cooking.
She zoomed in on the photo carefully and looked at it. Fortunately, there was no shadow of Chen Lunan, so there should be no problem.
There's no way she'll be exposed.
Of course, if it is really exposed, it seems to be like this.
Yan Qiuzhi didn't know when she figured it out. Gradually, she was no longer afraid of being known by others about her relationship with Chen Lunan.
When Chen Lunan came out of the kitchen, what he saw was the scene of her holding her mobile phone in a daze.
He lowered his head and took a tissue on the side to wipe his hands.
After hearing the voice, Yan Qiuzhi turned to look at him.
Chen Lunan took his time, the white paper towel contrasted with his skin, he wiped his fingers with the paper towel slowly, one by one.
His fingers are slender and his joints are distinct, just looking at him like this is extremely pleasing to the eye.
Out of nowhere, Yan Qiuzhi was distracted.
She didn't come back to herself until Chen Lunan threw the tissue into the trash can and walked towards her, shaking his hand in front of her eyes.
"Look at what?"
Yan Qiuzhi was not shy with him either, she pointed to his hand and said, "Look at your hand."
Chen Lunan paused: "Like it?"
She didn't say a word, she looked down, her fingers were slender and well maintained, they looked like the hands playing the piano, very beautiful.
No, he can play the piano himself.
As Yan Qiuzhi watched, a little unhealthy thought suddenly appeared in his mind.
She had seen it on the Internet before, and some netizens commented that Chen Lunan's hands... If he had a girlfriend, his girlfriend would die of happiness.
Thinking of this, Yan Qiuzhi flustered her eyes away and cleared her throat to show her innocence.
"Just... It's okay, many people in the circle have pretty hands."
Hearing this, Chen Lunan looked at her, and his voice suddenly turned cold: "Have you observed it?"
Yan Qiuzhi: "..."
Inexplicably, she heard something different from Chen Lunan's words.
The two stared at each other silently for a while, Yan Qiuzhi reached out and poked his face, "... Teacher Chen, are you jealous?"
Chen Lunan grabbed her hand and kissed her sideways: "No."
Fingers connected to heart, Yan Qiuzhi's heart beat a little faster when his warm lips pressed against her.
Her eyelashes trembled, she broke her hand away from his palm, and said with a blushing face, "Don't forget, you are still just a suitor now."
Chen Lunan: "..."
Seeing Yan Qiuzhi's back walking to the other side, he silently curled the corner of his lower lip, and said in a low voice, "I haven't forgotten."
If you don't remember, the event venue for the two of them shouldn't be here.
Yan Qiuzhi didn't care about him any more, she spread out the yoga mat and started doing yoga.
Exercise is essential to keep in good shape.
Although Yan Qiuzhi is lazy, she is diligent in this aspect, after all she loves beauty.
Chen Lunan watched her for a while, but was finally driven away by her.
"Don't look at me, can you?"
Yan Qiuzhi raised her eyes and stared at him: "Go for a run."
Chen Lunan looked at her red ears and smiled helplessly: "Okay."
The two have their own activities, I have to say, there is not much communication, but there is a strange warmth.
Yan Qiuzhi even liked her getting along with Chen Lunan very much.
"I'm going back."
After doing yoga, Yan Qiuzhi looked at the time, and it was almost time for him to go back to rest.
Chen Lunan took the towel to wipe off his sweat, the sweat slid down his cheeks and flowed into his clothes along the line of his jaw, looking a little indescribably sexy.
Male hormones are instantly stimulated.
Yan Qiuzhi looked a little parched, she silently turned her eyes away, avoiding Chen Lunan's heavy gaze: "Go to bed early."
Chen Lunan looked at her for a long time, then said in a low voice, "I'm on the plane tomorrow morning."
"ah?"
Yan Qiuzhi was stunned for two seconds, and somehow understood what he meant.
She opened her mouth, and suddenly felt that people came all the way to see her, and she just left like a scumbag.
After a few seconds of silence, Yan Qiuzhi muttered in a low voice, "I'll just go down and take a shower, and I'll play against you later."
Chen Lunan smiled softly, and said in a numb voice, "Okay."
Yan Qiuzhi glared at him, knowing that this person's "trick" had succeeded.
It's all because she is too soft-hearted, she should be firm and say that she has to go to bed early and get up early, and she will be filming tomorrow.
After returning to her room, Yan Qiuzhi was still a little awkward.
She opened the closet and looked at it for a while, but was really undecided for a while.
Should she dress conservatively, or should she just... not be so conservative and just be normal
But Yan Qiuzhi usually wears a suspender skirt when she sleeps, which is very easy to take off.
She looked at it for a while, closed her eyes, took out a set from inside, counted the soldiers, and whoever she tapped would be the one.
…
Yan Qiuzhi washed up downstairs, but Chen Lunan didn't urge her.
She took a slow bath, washed her hair, and did her own skin care, although Yan Qiuzhi didn't know why she did it, she obviously wanted to go back to sleep, wouldn't it be better to do it before going to bed.
The question—she had no answer.
When Yan Qiuzhi went up again, the door was open.
She stared at it for a while, admiring Chen Lunan, isn't this person afraid of other people coming in
"Why did you open the door?"
Chen Lunan raised his eyes to look at her, the pajamas Yan Qiuzhi was wearing were neither conservative nor revealing, they were of the ordinary type, with a coat on top, probably because it was cold when walking up.
But because she had just taken a shower, from the moment she came in, the room smelled of her body, like orange smell, but also like other things, it smelled very good.
The kind that fascinates people.
Chen Lunan's eyes darkened, and he said in a low voice, "Well, I'll wait for you to come up."
Yan Qiuzhi opened her mouth, glanced at him and said, "Aren't you worried about other people coming in and throwing themselves into your arms?"
Chen Lunan smiled: "No."
He said: "You need a password to come here, and only you know the password."
Yan Qiuzhi: "..."
Well, she forgot the point.
She lowered her head and looked at the man sitting on the sofa.
Sitting there in pajamas, Chen Lunan inexplicably gave Yan Qiuzhi an illusion... as if this person was sitting there, waiting for her to throw himself into his arms.
The two looked at each other silently, and Chen Lunan looked at her with a half-smile: "Are you worried?"
Yan Qiuzhi gouged out his eyes: "What am I worried about?"
"I'm not worried at all," she said flatly.
If he could be thrown into his arms, then Chen Lunan was not worthy of her liking.
Chen Lunan chuckled as if he knew what she was thinking.
Yan Qiuzhi glanced at the smile in his pupils, pursed her lips to suppress some thoughts, and threw the script over: "Come and play with me."
Chen Lunan laughed dumbfounded: "Okay."
He looked down at Yan Qiuzhi's script.
When Yan Qiuzhi took over the play, Chen Lunan understood a little bit.
I am a book fan myself, and the appeal of the work is good. As long as the screenwriter doesn't make random adaptations, there will be no major problems.
Later, after he knew who the screenwriter was, this worry disappeared.
Director Song will not let his drama be ruined, let alone the actors.
It was taken for granted that as long as there were no major mistakes in this drama, Chen Lunan even felt that it might explode.
He flipped through it for a while, and played with Yan Qiuzhi.
Chen Lunan is a man with magical powers. He is very serious and focused on the play. He is obviously accompanying Yan Qiuzhi, but he just makes people feel like he is the person in the character.
Yan Qiuzhi looked at it with gusto, and became more and more energetic.
Two hours later, Chen Lunan looked down at her: "Aren't you sleepy?"
Yan Qiuzhi blinked: "Are you sleepy?"
Chen Lunan paused for a while: "It's okay."
"Then go on."
Yan Qiuzhi said enthusiastically: "I have found my feeling, and the next few scenes should be relatively smooth."
Chen Lunan said "hmm" lightly: "Just put yourself in it."
"I know."
Yan Qiuzhi watched his action, and poked his arm: "Why did you close my script?"
Chen Lunan threw the script away, took a deep breath and said, "It's not right."
"Um?"
Yan Qiuzhi raised her eyebrows, looking at him because she didn't know.
Chen Lunan stared sideways at her, and said in a low voice, "Do something else."
Yan Qiuzhi didn't react for a moment, and asked, "What are you doing—ah!"
Before she finished speaking, Chen Lunan suddenly stretched out his arms to hug her and sat on his body.
Yan Qiuzhi subconsciously clenched his clothes tightly, stunned: "You—"
She and the man looked at each other, Chen Lunan raised his eyebrows: "What do I want to do?"
Yan Qiuzhi pursed her lips.
Chen Lunan reached out, cupped her face and said, "I want to kiss you."
The author has something to say: Author: Lu Lu hurry up!
Lu Lu: Time is too short :)
Yan Yan:? ? ? Do you think you are very long! Isn't it three hours before you leave