Good luck: The fresh meat husband is so fierce

Linjiang belongs to a large city with a large area, and the Mars venue is some distance away from Lin Qiuran's villa area, so the drive takes about half an hour.

After getting up early in the morning, coupled with the gentle speed all the way, the team members all leaned back on their chairs and fell asleep.

Even Lin Qiuran couldn't help yawning.

Seeing this, Zhao Qichen patted her on the shoulder and spoke in a low voice.

"Sleep?"

Zhao Qichen's voice was lazily laced with an inexplicable bewilderment, and Lin Qiuran almost lost his sense of control and leaned forward.

But reason still pulled her back to reality, she shook her head, and replied softly:

"It's okay, I'm not sleepy anymore."

Zhao Qichen curled his lips in frustration, turned his head away and snorted.

Lin Qiuran laughed dryly twice, with a slightly embarrassed expression on his face.

She herself could feel how aggrieved Zhao Qichen felt.

Talking about a girlfriend but not enjoying the treatment that a boyfriend should have.

Sighing lightly, Lin Qiuran bit her lip, making a secret decision in her heart.

……

The special car sent the group to the place designated by Lin Qiuran. After waking up the sleeping trio and getting off the bus, Lin Qiuran thanked the driver, and the bus drove away.

Looking at the familiar scenery on the street, Lin Qiuran took a deep breath.

Still the air here is good, clean and fresh.

"Let's go."

Except for Zhao Qichen, the remaining three people were in a half-awake state, holding the suitcase in one hand and holding the gift from the fans in the other, as they walked forward with heavy steps.

When they arrived at the base, they didn't even have time to pack their luggage. They all fell asleep after entering the room.

Seeing their exhausted appearance, Lin Qiuran couldn't help feeling a little distressed.

"Go and rest, too. I've booked the restaurant for tonight's celebration, and I'll wake you up when the time comes."

Zhao Qichen was taking out a bottle of mineral water from the refrigerator, when he heard Lin Qiuran's words, he nodded slightly.

"Would you like to come with me?"

Before going upstairs, Zhao Qichen invited Lin Qiuran with the corners of his lips curled up.

Lin Qiuran: "Get lost..."

Zhao Qichen knew it was impossible, and he said this just to tease Lin Qiuran.

Taking advantage of the rest of the team members, Lin Qiuran booked a nearby restaurant with a high rating and chose a medium-sized private room.

Although the prize money of the elite competition is a little less than that of the official competition, 20 is enough to solve the current embarrassment of the team.

Lin Qiuran is going to give each team member [-] yuan, and the remaining [-] yuan will be put into the funds.

The one-tenth of the funds that An Mianmian had set aside at that time seemed to have bottomed out, and this bonus was just enough to relieve her urgent needs.

So for this celebration banquet, Lin Qiuran didn't have too many scruples, and ordered all the dishes on the menu that he thought were delicious just by looking at the names of the dishes.

After finishing all this, Lin Qiuran opened her dressing room after a long absence, ready to put on makeup for herself.

Although I used to wear makeup every day when I was a director, it was usually just a brow and lipstick and it was over, as long as my complexion looked more energetic.

But tonight, after all, the makeup was prepared at the request of everyone, so the makeup with a strong sense of business was not considered.

Lin Qiuran opened her closet, her fingers lingering on different styles of clothes.

In the end, she stopped at a small pale pink dress.

I bought this dress for a party when I was in college. After looking at it for many years, although I was not willing to throw it away, I never took it out of the closet.

She clearly remembered that when she put on this little pink dress, Dandong stared at her intently.

"it's beautiful."

She also remembered that when she was praised at that time, her face was involuntarily hot.

Pure and beautiful.

But in an instant, things changed.

Dandong is no longer the former Dandong, and Lin Qiuran is no longer the former Lin Qiuran.

Lin Qiuran picked up the little pink skirt and stood in front of the mirror for comparison. Fortunately, she has always paid more attention to body management, so she can still wear this skirt for the time being.

After changing her clothes, Lin Qiuran sat in front of the dressing table, thinking about putting on a ladylike makeup for herself.

Although she felt that this didn't match her mature and stable personality, Lin Qiuran decided to go all out to match the light pink dress on her body.

After finishing her makeup, Lin Qiuran took out a curling iron from the drawer of the dressing table, and curled the ends of her hair slightly.

You know, Lin Qiuran didn't use the curling iron when he bought it back because he was worried about damaging the hair quality, and kept it in the drawer.

Looking at the brand-new self in the mirror, Lin Qiuran suddenly looked forward to the reaction of the team members.

……

"Little Fatty, hurry up, there are still several queues behind!"

The old wolf stood at the door of the bathroom, knocking hard on the door, trying to urge Xiaopang to come out quickly.

Xiaopang is leisurely humming a song while beating foam.

"Don't rush, Fatty, I just came in."

Zhao Qichen, who was standing behind the old wolf, signaled the old wolf to back up.

"I'll give you another 3 minutes."

When Fatty heard that Zhao Qichen was outside, he was so frightened that he turned on the shower and began to rinse.

Although Xiaopang didn't know why he was so cowardly in front of Zhao Qichen, he had to admit that it was a natural reflex beyond fear.

"Okay boss, I'll be right out."

Listening to the two completely different reactions, the old wolf silently felt depressed.

Within 3 minutes, Xiaopang came out wrapped in a fat towel.

Because the front of the towel was tightened, a circle of fat piled up under his armpits.

"Don't dress like this at the base next time."

Looking at Xiaopang's appearance, Zhao Qichen couldn't help frowning.

"What? Is it because I am too tempting, Fat Master, you are afraid that you will not be able to hold it?"

As he said that, Xiaopang also made a gesture of pouting and blowing a kiss.

"vomit……"

The horse monkey who had been silent in line behind the old wolf couldn't help but vomit, "Can you be a little bit tricky?"

Xiaopang continued to make funny poses and did not forget to stick his tongue out at them.

"Spicy eyes."

Zhao Qichen dropped this sentence expressionlessly, and his voice was accompanied by the sound of the bathroom door closing.

Mahou squatted on the ground laughing so hard that he couldn't straighten his waist, pointed at Xiaopang and said intermittently:

"Hear...do you hear me, hot eyes..."

Xiaopang didn't care, and walked back to his room slowly with a "hum".

Facing the closed bathroom door, Lao Lang and Ma Hou, who had finished laughing, always felt that something was wrong...

Didn't they come first?How come the person who went in became Zhao Qichen?

And Zhao Qichen is in the bathroom, they can only wait quietly outside, even if I lend them ten guts, they don't dare to rush...