My Entertainment Circle

The biological clock in the morning forced Zhang Ping An to wake up from drunkenness. He watched Yui Aragaki lying in his arms sweetly asleep. He gently pulled out his arm from under her head and ran to the bathroom. , Neither of them appeared disheveled, so Zhang Ping'an got up without any psychological burden. After simply washing in the bathroom, he came out and looked at Yui, who was still sleeping under the quilt. Zhang Ping shook his head and went downstairs.

I came to Yui’s boudoir upstairs with drunkenness last night. I didn’t take a close look at it. After waking up today, I woke up with a little dizziness due to a hangover. Clean little expert! The bathroom and bedroom are very tidy.

The bedroom is very simple with a double bed and a wardrobe with double doors. This cabinet can't hold too many clothes at all. It must be equipped with seasonal clothes. There is also a dressing table with her cosmetics and a dog's nest neatly placed on it. A bedroom TV, disc player.

Whether it was upstairs or downstairs Yui was very clean. Coming downstairs, Zhang Pingan looked at some weird things that the two of them ate at home yesterday. All canned luncheon meats, snack sausages, biscuits, etc. were opened by Zhang Pingan to drink. At this moment, there are a pile of things that have not been cleaned up after eating, empty beer cans, soda cans, and a whole bottle of whiskey after drinking.

Zhang Ping'an silently began to tidy up the two people's wind-swept living room last night. After packing and sorting, Zhang Pingan opened the refrigerator and saw that there were very few things inside. He checked the time. It was only around eight o'clock now, and it was still early to the appointed time to meet the ‘teacher’ at noon. He wanted to go to the nearby supermarket to see what to buy? Help fill her refrigerator?

Zhang Pingan went out without leaving any notes. He went to the supermarket and pushed the cart, and began to select ingredients, fruits and vegetables, and of course Yui's favorite beef. Zhang Pingan came to the meat area and looked at the delicate marbled beef on the shelves. He muttered, "Is there any household bakeware in Japan?"

In South Korea, a country that loves to eat barbecue, there are a lot of barbecue machines used at home. There are all kinds of bakeware, and there are all kinds of light wave type bakeware. But in Japan, I have never seen a family. Special roasting pan used for roasting meat.

Zhang Ping'an murmured as he put the beef in the cart, "Would you like to buy one on Amazon?"

Soon Zhang Ping'an bought the ingredients and returned to Yui's home. On the way, he received a confirmation call from the store to confirm whether he was at home waiting to receive the goods? The massage chair I bought yesterday has now been loaded into the car. Zhang Ping'an immediately gave out the address of Yui's family and asked them to diverted and send them here. He told a little lie that the rent there was due to expire in half a month. He had already found the house in advance and asked them to send the new house here.

Anyway, they came here to recognize the shopping list. As long as Zhang Ping'an can get the shopping list, it will be fine.

......

Returning to Yui's home, Zhang Ping'an kept ringing the doorbell at the door, and finally woke Yui to open the door. Confused, she opened the door to Zhang Ping'an, looking at him carrying so many things with some doubts: "What are you doing?"

After Zhang Ping'an entered the room, he smiled and stopped Yui and said, "It's okay, you go and rest. I woke up in the morning and looked at your refrigerator empty, so I went to buy some vegetables nearby."

Although Yui's head was still dizzy and he didn't know why, but still did not forget to thank you: "Thank you."

"Go, go rest, I'll tidy it up for you and leave."

Yui looked at Zhang Ping An, who was heading towards the kitchen, and she said puzzledly: "Hey, don't bother, you can put it there, I can collect it later."

"Then I will make a breakfast and leave after eating?"

"Huh?" Seeing Zhang Ping'an treat this place as her own home, Yui was speechless, she could only smile at him.

And Zhang Pingan didn't care about Yui's confusion at all. Japanese people all suffered from drinking "amnesia" Yui was no exception. After waking up in the morning, yesterday's events were completely unrememberable. However, Yui still remembered that Zhang Pingan was sleeping in his own home, and of course it was just a simple rest.

Zhang Ping An came to the kitchen and began to put the things he bought back into her refrigerator, while Yui stood there and watched Zhang Ping's filling the refrigerator with her unidentified. Just like that, after standing for five minutes, Zhang Ping'an turned his head and glanced at her, then took a bottle of water from the refrigerator and poured her a glass: "Drink a glass of water."

"Thank you." Yui took the cup and drank two sips of water and suddenly realized something was wrong. Isn't this my home? Why did he make it look like his home? Yui couldn't help but laughed with a "pounce"~~

When Zhang Pingan was filling the refrigerator with fruits, he heard Yui's laugh, and he turned his head and said, "What are you laughing at?"

Yui held the cup and stared at Zhang Ping An with a gentle smile and said, "I just think it's weird."

After Zhang Pingan responded to her with a smile, he began to pick up the meat in the freezer: "Do you have a domestic barbecue machine? I bought you some beef. You like to eat barbecue, you can also cook it at home on weekdays. ."

Yui said, "You're talking about a Korean-style barbecue machine. I don't have one in my house. I usually use a pan for frying."

"At that moment, I chose one for you on Amazon. Do you remember to receive the goods, and there is no coffee machine at home?"

"No, I usually drink vegetable juice."

Zhang Pingan said: "I will choose one for you later. Coffee beans are sold at Starbucks."

"Huh?" Yui became even more confused.

After tidying up the ingredients he bought, Zhang Ping'an did not come out of the kitchen. Instead, he picked up some vegetables and said, "Where are the rice and spices at home?"

"there.."

Yui was in a state of perplexity. She stood outside the kitchen and watched Zhang Ping's tinkering there. After a while, he actually started cooking at her house. Okinawa-style miso soup (with luncheon meat), fried salmon, grilled mentaiko, stir-fried mushrooms, and some freshly bought fruits, typical Japanese breakfast.

And Yui stood outside with a water cup and watched Zhang Ping’s breakfast all the time. From the beginning of doubt, to the beginning of the breakfast slowly, a happy smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Zhang Ping'an watched Yui still standing on the spot, he smiled and said, "Why are you still stunned? Go wash and prepare for dinner."

"I didn't expect your cooking skills to be so good? Hee hee, I'm going to wash, and I will come down right away."

Just when Yui went upstairs to wash, Zhang Ping'an turned off the fire to prepare the meal, the doorbell of her house rang, Zhang Ping'an quickly came to the visual system to look downstairs, a truck appeared in the camera , He went out and went downstairs.

After Yui, who was washing upstairs, listened to the doorbell ringing, she also speeded up her washing. After a while, she heard the voice from Zhang Ping'an downstairs: "Just leave it there. I'll trouble you."

Waiting for her to wash, change clothes and go downstairs, watching the installation worker start to make the massage chair that Zhang Ping bought yesterday at her house, she kept sending out "Huh? Huh? Huh?" full of doubts. the sound of.

The porters, their eyes widened when they saw Yui Aragaki coming downstairs. The appearance of wanting to sign but not daring to speak really made Zhang Ping'an feel so cute. After the last move, they just shook hands with Yui Aragaki and left.

After everyone left, Yui looked at Zhang Ping'an suspiciously, and then at the massage chair, she was a little confused.

But Zhang Ping'an smiled softly and said, "Come on, get ready to eat breakfast."

"That's not it.."

"What's not? Alright, you can sit and wait, I'll serve the meal."

After a while, Zhang Ping'an brought out the breakfast, and Yui had not figured out what was going on so far. The whole person was sitting at the dinner table in a daze. She folded her hands and said, ‘Started’, without putting down the chopsticks. She looked at the massage chair in the living room with confusion and said, “What’s the matter?”

Zhang Pingan looked at her deliberately pretending to be surprised, teasing Yui and said: "You don't remember what you said last night, right?"

"What did I say last night?"

Zhang Ping'an smiled and said: "You said you would marry me, did you forget? I said that I will call you'Zhang Yui' in the future, didn't you agree?" (Japanese women will follow their husband's surname after they get married )

Yui looked at Zhang Ping'an in shock and said, "Hey? Did I really say that?"

marry? It seems that yesterday was the topic of marriage, but she didn’t remember that she agreed to marry him?

Zhang Ping'an deliberately sighed lonely: "Hey... well, I see, you are drunk. I take your drinking talk as the truth."

Yui quickly got up from the chair~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and bowed and apologized to Zhang Ping’an, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I really don't remember, I'm sorry!"

Looking at Yui's appearance, Zhang Ping'an said with a smirk in his heart: "Hey... okay, it's okay. Then you can enjoy yourself slowly, I will leave first, I hope you are happy!"

Yui couldn't lift her head at all, so she bowed and apologized, "I'm sorry, I...I'm sorry!!!"

But Zhang Ping'an said that he would leave, but did not act, but continued to eat breakfast with a bowl. Yui kept a ninety-degree bow like that, and looked up slightly to see what Zhang Ping was doing. Seeing him eating leisurely, Yui became even more embarrassed.

Seeing Yui's head up, Zhang Ping'an deliberately made a lost expression. He started his acting performance: "Let's have breakfast together, and I will leave after eating. This is my...my wish."

"sorry Sorry."

"Okay, don't say I'm sorry, your sorry can't make up for my psychological trauma, do you want me to leave now?"

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