you are deep in the stars

Liu Chunchun felt that sooner or later he would pinch him into a Chinese face.

Wang Yuanchen took off his overcoat, threw it aside casually, he sat on the sofa like a throne, his slender and straight legs rested on the tea table, raised his chin slightly, and ordered: "Say."

say what?Liu Chunchun felt that he was innocent, and he defended without confidence: "It's because you don't want to go to barbecue with me. I invited you last night."

It’s true that Wang Yuanchen was invited, and even Wang Yuanchen was ready, planning to condescend to accompany him to visit the greasy barbecue stand, but who would have thought that Liu Chunchun immediately said: "My colleague will definitely be very happy. I would like to know you."

Mr. Wang remained calm, and took back the foot that was just about to step into the life circle of earth people.

He said blankly, "I'm not going."

Liu Chunchun said "oh" regretfully, so let's not go.

Wang Yuanchen didn't get retained again and again, and his mood became more and more bad, but he still adhered to his duty as a bodyguard with professional ethics, sitting in the cafe opposite the barbecue stall and staring at him - staring at him surrounded by many girls, still giggling Looking at the camera, Bi Scissorhands, staring at him hooking up with others to get into the car, seems to have completely forgotten his own existence.

Seeing that he didn't speak for a long time, Liu Chunchun asked again: "Have you had dinner yet?"

Wang Yuanchen leaned back on the sofa, closed his eyes and did not answer.Buy [-] get [-] free nine cups of coffee, of course, can't be counted as dinner, and in fact his stomach is already very upset at this time.

Liu Chunchun hugged the woolen blanket on one side, shook off the blanket covering him, and quietly went to the kitchen by himself.

The familiar pots and pans sounded, and the small fire gurgled, letting the green vegetables and shredded pork in the pot exude an attractive aroma. The chicken soup for the base was ready-made, and there were still handfuls frozen in the refrigerator Dried noodles, that is Liu Chunchun's handicraft on the weekend - in fact, neither of them can tell clearly, when did the steak, lobster, caviar and truffles in the refrigerator gradually turn into ribs, pickles, and sirloin And full of milk, juice, bread and vegetables.

The high-end restaurant lost a big takeaway customer, but Liu Chunchun gained a picky but not picky diner, the pickyness is reflected in the mouth, and the non-pickyness is reflected in the actual actions-although Mr. Wang seems to always dislike his cooking Every food, but every day when it's time to eat, it will appear at the table on time.

In the middle of the night, a bowl of warm chicken soup noodles with shredded pork and green vegetables, and two small cold dishes were placed on the dining table together.

"Go wash your hands." Liu Chunchun poured another glass of warm lemon water, "Then come over for dinner."

Wang Yuanchen maintained the same posture, did not move, and did not even open his eyes.

Liu Chunchun walked over as if nothing had happened, and poked the small scratch on the back of his head with his hand.

Wang Yuanchen: "..."

"You really don't want to eat it?" Liu Chunchun picked up the blanket on the ground, "It's very fragrant with chanterelle matsutake."

Wang Yuanchen buzzed and asked: "What is that?"

Liu Chunchun replied: "You will know after eating."

After a brief consideration, Mr. Wang still accepted the suggestion.

After taking a sip of the warm chicken soup, the stomach that was tortured by coffee was also much more comfortable.Liu Chunchun sat on the side, yawning and eating with him, looking as if he was dying of sleepiness and weak.

Wang Yuanchen was halfway through his meal, and suddenly reached out to rub his face, and then patted him hard again.

Liu Chunchun opened his eyes and asked in a daze, "What else do you want to eat?"

"Do you have many friends?" Wang Yuanchen asked.

"Yes, there are many." Liu Chunchun replied casually. He was very popular since he was a child, but he was hugged by nurses when he was born.

Wang Yuanchen withdrew his hand casually and continued to eat with his head down.

The atmosphere in the room seemed to become depressed again.

Although he was about to pass out from sleepiness, Liu Chunchun was keenly aware of all this, so he sat up straight in an instant, and added: "But among all my friends, you rank first."

Wang Yuanchen glanced at him: "Where's Bai Xi?"

It can be seen that he really knows who his number one competitor is.

"Brother Bai and you are tied for first place." Liu Chunchun replied.

Wang Yuanchen stopped his chopsticks, thinking whether he would continue to bully the other party ferociously to ensure the absolute number one position, or ignore this issue for the time being - he was actually a little tired, so he didn't have much mood to talk.If it was not Liu Chunchun who was sitting across from him at this moment, but anyone else, even if it was the famous Han Zhuo, he would probably have already returned to the bedroom impatiently.

"Are you angry again?" Liu Chunchun sat down beside him, "Okay, okay, then you will be ranked first."

Wang Yuanchen asked: "Do you know what I want to do now?"

Liu Chunchun said very kindly: "Give me the latest Porsche."

Wang Yuanchen replied: "Press your head into the bowl."

Liu Chunchun knocked his head on the dining table cooperatively.

When he looked up again, Wang Yuanchen had already returned to the bedroom, leaving only a bowl with not even a drop of soup left, and two bare plates.

Liu Chunchun cleaned up the kitchen and passed the master bedroom while yawning.

"Good night," he said.

Mr. Wang did not answer. Five minutes later, a rain of pearls fell on the guest bed.

Although the reward for cooking noodles late at night is expensive, it is also very sad.

Cinderella went online again, in the silent midnight, holding a small basket, squatting sleepily on the bed to pick up pearls.

The night outside the window is like water.

Han Zhuo asked: "Have you ever suffered from insomnia like this before? I mean before you discovered the power, before you met me."

"Yeah." Bai Xi nestled in his arms, "When I started my own business in my junior year, I often couldn't sleep. I used to be too nervous during exams and would wake up all night."

"Then, how to solve it?" Mr. Han thought for a while, "Use your teacher Steve?"

"I found that you often mentioned it." Bai Xi squeezed his face with both hands.

"Because I'm jealous." Mr. Han confessed, "You actually think it feels better than mine."

"Teacher Steve's stomach is filled with goose down." Bai Xi emphasized.

Mr. Han said regretfully: "That is indeed incomparable."

"Why would I bring Mr. Steve to school." Bai Xi said with a smile, "After the age of eight, it was put into a closet, and it was only taken out to dry every summer."

"It can continue to enjoy this kind of treatment in the future." Han Zhuo pinched his nose, "And when you suffer from insomnia, let me accompany you."

Bai Xi added: "Mr. Steve can also sing "Jingle Bells"."

Mr. Han suddenly felt a sense of crisis: "Why is it so versatile?"

Bai Xi let out a muffled laugh.

"But it's okay." Han Zhuo pressed him down, pressing his foreheads together intimately and ambiguously, with a low and pleasant voice, "I will do things that Teacher Steve won't do."

Lips pressed together gently, Bai Xi closed her eyes, and actively wrapped her arms around his neck.

He enjoys the kiss of his lover very much, and also likes this kind of tender and romantic moment, even though he knows in his heart that when he wakes up tomorrow morning, he will probably be in a mess again, but at least this night, everything is beautiful.

Han Zhuo stroked his back gently with his hands, until the person in his arms fell into a deep sleep, and then turned off the small lamp beside the bed.

Through a thin layer of curtains, the sky has already brightened.

In the next room, Mrs. Zhou has also finished washing.She is a very quiet person. Although she was still anxious and worried, she did not go to the next door to wake up Bai Xi and Han Zhuo, nor did she call Zhou Jinshan. She just finished eating bread and milk by herself, and then sat on the bed By the side, flipping through the photos of her husband and daughter on the phone.

At 08:30 in the morning, Zhou Yong called on time to care about his wife's short trip.

"It's very good here." Mrs. Zhou's eyes glowed, and she said with a smile, "We also ate fish, and we plan to go swimming in the lake today."

"Don't always make your classmates pay the bill, remember?" Zhou Yong knelt down to put on his shoes, "If you can't grab them, buy some gifts for them."

"I know." Mrs. Zhou complained, "I'm not amnesiac, how many times have you told me these things."

"You're not amnesia, you're a little girl." Zhou Yong said with a smile, "Then I'm going to work, and you should pay attention to safety."

Mrs. Zhou agreed, and didn't take the phone away from her ear until she heard him hang up.

This street is full of nocturnal animals, so it wasn't until noon that the downstairs gradually became lively.Mrs. Zhou hid behind the curtain, trying to see how many guests were in the tavern.Well-dressed men in suits, middle-school girls with colorful hair ties, and well-dressed old people supported by their children, all of them of various identities and ages, they all look so well-dressed, but at the same time they look so good In a hurry, anxiety and uneasiness could not be concealed between brows.

Mrs. Zhou knew that these were her own kind, and no matter how prosperous her life was, she was doomed to be shrouded in the eternal shadow of death.

She felt sad in her bones.

Loud laughter came from outside the window, it was a group of young ruffians deliberately flaunting their prestige, trying to attract the attention of the opposite sex on the street.

Bai Xi frowned in her sleep: "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, people on the street are just talking." Han Zhuo covered his ears, "Sleep for a while, okay?"

"Where's Mrs. Zhou?" Bai Xi was still thinking about this matter.

"She's still resting next door." Han Zhuo said, "Mrs. Zhou needs time to think about the whole matter, so we don't need to rush over to disturb her."

"How long do you think she will think about it?" Bai Xi opened her eyes, "With such a weak and independent character, she must be very helpless now."

"She is indeed weak, but she is also a mother. There will be no weak mothers in this world." Han Zhuo said, "Even if it's just for Zhou Jing, she will force herself to make the best choice as soon as possible."

Bai Xi nodded, leaned over and kissed him on the side of the cheek: "Good morning."

Mr. Han said: "It takes a little longer."

Bai Xi rolled her eyes and pinched his mouth with both hands.

The bed is very warm, and the person who just woke up is also very cute, so cute that if you don't do something, you seem to be sorry for this wonderful moment of noise and silence.

Han Zhuo grabbed his wrist, leaned closer and kissed him very tenderly. Through a thin layer of pajamas, the two bodies were close to each other. Bai Xi moved a little nervously, turning her head to avoid the other party. The more explicit demands.

The laughter outside the window became more and more arrogant, and I could even clearly hear the content of every sentence. It was vulgar and naked, mixed with reproductive organs and obscene jokes, and finally pulled the two back from the edge of confusion Some.

"Let's... go to the next door to see Mrs. Zhou." Bai Xi slowly moved to the bed, "It's time for lunch."

Han Zhuo slid across his side face with the back of his fingers, the blood was no less agitated than before, so he suddenly pulled him back into his arms, leaving a series of deep and shallow hickey marks on his neck.

"I really want to take you home now." He said hoarsely.

Bai Xi stroked his hair comfortingly: "Be good."

The phone on the bedside table buzzed, and the caller ID was Wang Yuanchen.

"Could it be that Chunchun fainted again?" Bai Xi felt a sense of crisis, pushed Mr. Han away and sat up to answer the phone, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing." Wang Yuanchen replied, "It's a wrong number."

Bai Xi breathed a sigh of relief, and asked casually, "Where's Chunchun?"

Mr. Wang glanced at the door, raised his eyebrows slightly, and replied, "He's fine."

It's fine, except it's a little silly.

Liu Chunchun was still strolling back and forth, pretending to call loudly: "Yes, yes, brother Bai, I just want to inform you that you have fallen out of the top three in my heart... Number one? Of course the number one is Mr. Wang, right, right, The position is unassailable."

Wang Yuanchen threw the phone aside, pulled up the quilt and covered his head.

Five minutes later, Liu Chunchun spoke dryly, but the bedroom door in front of him was still closed, so he squatted at the door and thought weakly, why he refused to get up even after being number one.

The wall clock had already pointed to 12:30. Liu Chunchun mustered up his courage, carefully unscrewed the doorknob, and only put his head in: "I'm going to work in the afternoon. What do you want to eat? I'll prepare it and put it in the kitchen."

Wang Yuanchen took a deep breath, pushed the quilt away and sat up: "I'll see you off."

But Liu Chunchun was taken aback: "Why is your face so ugly?"

Wang Yuanchen replied wearily: "Stomach hurts." Nine cups of coffee, a bowl of chicken noodle soup, and the insomnia nerves that were destroyed by caffeine all night made him shiver for several hours this morning as if he had fallen into a cold room. cave.

"Why didn't you call me earlier." Liu Chunchun was anxious, "Is it serious? Have you taken your medicine? Do you want to go to the hospital?"

Wang Yuanchen replied: "Seriously, I haven't eaten, so I won't go."

Liu Chunchun took the coat from one side: "Get up, let's go to the clinic downstairs."

Wang Yuanchen lay back again.

Liu Chunchun pushed away the quilt, pulled his arm and shook him, abruptly lifting him up.

Wang Yuanchen: "..."

"Get the clothes yourself." Liu Chunchun turned around and urged.

Wang Yuanchen easily let go of the wrong hand, and Liu Chunchun screamed and lay on the carpet, without even realizing what happened.

Mr. Wang sat back on the side of the bed, his face turned paler, and the loose and soft nightgown was completely opened, revealing beautiful muscles and a good figure wearing only a pair of narrow underwear.There are probably many people who would spurt blood because of this, but Liu Chunchun must not be among them, because he has painted Mr. Wang seventeen or eight times purely, with no distractions.

"I'm not going to the hospital." Wang Yuanchen said, "I'll be fine after a night of sleep."

"...Okay, then let's observe for another hour." Liu Chunchun helped him lie down, "Apart from coffee and noodles, what did you eat last night?"

Wang Yuanchen said, "Wine."

Liu Chunchun: "..."

what?

"Four in the morning." Mr. Wang added.

Liu Chunchun really couldn't figure it out: "Why do you want to drink in the middle of the night?"

Because of insomnia.Wang Yuanchen closed his eyes again, not wanting to speak anymore.

Liu Chunchun sighed inwardly. He dug out stomach medicine and a thermometer from the small medicine box, devoted himself to taking care of the patients, and then found a set of thick pajamas from the closet, and took off Mr. Wang's nightgown that had no thermal effect. , In the end, I didn't know where to find three pieces of warm baby, I forcibly tore them apart and pasted them on.

The chill was expelled bit by bit, and the fingertips gradually returned to temperature.Wang Yuanchen was lying under the quilt, watching Liu Chunchun taking medicine and making a phone call: "Yes, ask me for a leave, I will work overtime on weekends to make up for it, thank you."

"Can you take our medicine?" Liu Chunchun came over with a cup, and was a little unsure, "Or is there a special Ultraman hospital?"

Wang Yuanchen looked at him quietly.

Liu Chunchun understood, and handed the medicine up with both hands: "Oh."

The medicine is very astringent and bitter, but it is extremely effective.

The three warm babies are like a small sun, emitting scorching heat continuously.Wang Yuanchen was a little sweaty and anxious, curled up and down in the quilt, and finally survived for half an hour. The temperature had just cooled slightly, and Liu Chunchun descended from the sky like a god, reached into the quilt to touch it accurately, and said, "It's not hot anymore, Tear it out and replace it with a new one."

Mr. Wang couldn't bear it anymore: "How dare you!"

Liu Chunchun was taken aback. Could it be that he had developed feelings for Nuan Baobao?

Wang Yuanchen's lips were pale and his eyes were ferocious.

Liu Chunchun quickly raised his hands in surrender.

……

Mrs. Zhou stirred the coffee cup with a small spoon, turning the lovely latte art into an abstract pattern.She didn't hesitate for too long this time, and quickly agreed to Han Zhuo's previous suggestion—tell her daughter everything so that she can make mental preparations in advance.

"But I have one more request." Mrs. Zhou continued, "Please don't let my husband know about this. He is a very honest man who has been in the army and knows nothing about the existence of supernatural beings... He's going to be terrified."

Bai Xi nodded: "Okay." He didn't plan to reveal Zhou Yong's identity to Mrs. Zhou, at least he wouldn't choose now, it should be their own business between husband and wife, but he still asked tentatively, " If one day Uncle Zhou finds out about the existence of supernatural beings, would you mind telling him the truth?"

"I don't know." Mrs. Zhou shook her head, and said, "Probably, I depend on him a lot."

Bai Xi smiled: "I can tell."

"Then it's decided first, I will let Jing Jing go back to China as soon as possible, and then bring her to Boss Zhou." Mrs. Zhou said.

"Xiaobai and I will come over then." Han Zhuo nodded, "So don't worry, if there is any problem, we will find a solution together."

Mrs. Zhou thanked her gratefully. Although she still felt worried, at least she felt a lot more secure than when she came here.She booked a train ticket for [-]:[-] pm, and Bai Xi and Han Zhuo had to stay here for two more days due to their work.

"You really don't need to see me off at night." Mrs. Zhou was very sorry, "I can take a taxi to the train station myself."

"It's fine if we're free." Bai Xi smiled, "It just so happens that we can have dinner together, so you're welcome."

Although what she did this time was far from "traveling", Mrs. Zhou still went to the mall to choose a few souvenirs and planned to bring them back to her husband. They were all cute and warm little ornaments. Bai Xi smiled and said, "Will Uncle Zhou like these?"

"I don't know." Mrs. Zhou was a little embarrassed. When talking about her husband, she still smiled like a girl. "After so many years of marriage, he always said that he likes what I like."

"That's great." Bai Xi helped her carry the shopping basket, "No wonder Zhou Jing looked like a naive little girl when she was in love." Regardless of the unsuitable height in the eyes of others, regardless of Liu Chunchun's uncooperative behavior, still I like it vigorously, and the whole school knows it.

Mrs. Zhou chose a small gift for her daughter, and the counter lady said, "Our bracelets come in different sizes. I wonder how thin your daughter's wrist is?"

"Yeah, I don't know." Mrs. Zhou took out her mobile phone, intending to ask in person, but the voice prompts to turn off the phone.

"Sorry, my daughter is at work, so it may not be convenient to answer the phone." Mrs. Zhou said regretfully, "Is the approximate size okay?"

"Yes." The counter lady tried her best to facilitate the deal, so she said with a smile like a flower, "We are a national chain, as long as you don't remove the trademark and keep the invoice, you can change the size for free at any counter within three months."

Mrs. Zhou bought the order very readily.After walking around in the afternoon, there were a lot of gains in bits and pieces. When going to the train station, Bai Xi chatted and laughed with her. Han Zhuo drove around Santiao Street and glanced in the rearview mirror. wrinkled.

In another city, Zhou Yong left work early, went to the supermarket to buy fresh fish, shrimp and vegetables, and planned to go home and cook dinner by himself.The lively shrimp was still jumping in the tank, but someone called.

"Hello?" Zhou Yong dried his hands on his apron and picked up the phone on the table.

"Where have you been?" The other party asked as soon as he came up. He was the deputy director of the Beidou Research Institute and Zhou Yong's immediate superior, named Feng Qi.

"I'm taking two hours of compensatory rest today." Zhou Yong asked, "What happened?"

"Come to work immediately." Feng Qi hung up the phone after finishing speaking, his voice was obviously not good.

Zhou Yong drove to the research institute in a hurry, but he was a little surprised when he entered the conference room. Almost all the leaders related to the supernatural beings were sitting at the round table, and it looked like something really big happened.

"Sit first." Feng Dian nodded, and then asked bluntly, "Where are your wife and daughter?"

"They?" Zhou Yong had an ominous premonition in his heart, "What happened?"

Feng Qi pushed a document in front of him.

It was a thick stack of printed materials, and it can be seen that it has been fully tracked and investigated, and it has recorded Mrs. Zhou's whereabouts in recent months in detail-buying vegetables in the vegetable market, but walking through the alley. I accidentally fell, and my swinging arm hit the wall, and those hard stones collapsed to the ground in a crisp state like chocolate wafers.There are many identical numbers in the call log, and the caller is Zhou Jinshan.And her so-called "short trip" this time, the images in the tavern, what happened in the Miami hotel, how she was taken away by the police, and how she was picked up by Zhou Jinshan, all were clearly and truly recorded. recorded on paper.

There was no sound in the conference room, Zhou Yong's hands trembled slightly, he was silent for a full 5 minutes, and then he suddenly got up and walked out.

"Where are you going?!" Feng Qi asked loudly.

"Call my wife." Zhou Yong replied.The person who had been with him for more than 20 years suddenly became a supernatural being. Although he was shocked and unbelievable, he was more worried and anxious—he couldn't imagine what his wife had experienced in these years. Uneasy and uneasy, not to mention what happened in that damn porn hotel, he wanted to call her and tell her to go home quickly.

"Director Zhou, don't get too excited." Feng Qi patted him on the shoulder, "I know who you are, and I believe you must not have known about it beforehand. It's not a big deal at first, but Mr. Shi called me in the afternoon. Call and say that your wife seems to have appeared in the mall with Han Zhuo."

Now that he has chosen to cooperate with the underground warehouse, Han Zhuo, even if he is not hostile to the Beidou Research Institute, is undoubtedly a small trouble. In Feng Qi's words, superhumans do not need Too many leaders, one Shi Tian is more than enough.

"I want to call my wife." Zhou Yong repeated with a gloomy face.

"You can do whatever you want." Feng Qi took two steps back, symbolically making a compromise.

The phone rang first.

"Is it your wife?" Feng Qi asked.

The caller ID was a string of unfamiliar numbers, and Zhou Yong pressed the answer button.

"Dad!" Zhou Jing yelled in horror.

Zhou Yong's pupils suddenly constricted.

"Dad!" Zhou Jing cried, "Park Guang said, said he wanted to talk to you."

That was the name of Zhou Jing's boyfriend, a tall rugby player.

"Uncle Zhou." A male voice changed into a male voice on the other side of the phone, with a malicious smile, "Jingjing will be fine for the time being, she is safe, and I will take good care of her."

"What do you want to do?" Zhou Yong asked.

"Make a deal with you." The other party replied.

……

Mrs. Zhou found her seat, and then called Bai Xi: "Thank you, I'm already in the car."

"You're welcome, then you have a good trip." Bai Xi said, "Send us a message when you get home."

"Okay." Mrs. Zhou smiled, "Thank you, Boss Zhou, for me too. Goodbye."

As the train left the platform slowly, two railway stewardesses in uniform came over and asked with a smile, "Is this Director Zhou's wife?"

"It's me, who are you?" Mrs. Zhou was a little puzzled.

"We are the staff of the car. Director Zhou called just now and asked us to help you change to the VIP car." The flight attendant said with a smile, "Do you have any luggage? We will take it for you."

Mrs. Zhou shook her head, and she clutched her bag nervously: "Thank you, I'm fine sitting here, so I don't need to change it."

"This is really Director Zhou's request." The flight attendant whispered, "If you don't believe me, you can call and ask."

Mrs. Zhou looked at the passengers around and hesitated to make a call.

"Yes, go and change seats." Zhou Yong's voice was very gentle, "There are many people in the ordinary car, I'm afraid you won't be able to rest well if it's too noisy."

"You said you, really." Mrs. Zhou complained in a low voice, "I'm sorry to trouble others."

"Go now." Zhou Yong smiled, "I will pick you up at the train station on time."

Mrs. Zhou agreed and followed the flight attendant to the VIP compartment.

……

Bai Xi stood by the side of the street, waiting intently for the Tang You Cake to come out of the pan - on a cold winter night, the charm of junk food is really irresistible.

"Will you get acne tomorrow?" Han Zhuo stood behind him, spreading his coat around him, "Otherwise, I'll take you to eat seafood porridge."

"No." Bai Xi refused to leave.

Han Zhuo didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and led him to a place slightly sheltered from the wind.

Under the oppression of Mr. Wang, Liu Chunchun was unwilling to make a phone call, and said, "Brother Bai."

"What's the matter?" Bai Xi asked.

"It's okay." Liu Chunchun struggled psychologically, with the mentality that he would be beaten if he didn't say anything, he hummed weakly, "A sad news, you have slipped to No.2 in my heart now."

"Who is the first!" Boss Bai was really angry, "Who in this world can treat you better than Dad!"

Liu Chunchun silently handed the phone to Mr. Wang's ear.

"Me." Wang Yuanchen answered leisurely while eating Liu Chunchun's cornflakes, drinking Liu Chunchun's tomato juice, and stepping on Liu Chunchun's pink cushion.

……

An hour later, Liu Chunchun sent a text message with the number of words comparable to the composition of the college entrance examination. He admitted his mistakes in all aspects, and asked questions again at the end, tearfully expressing that I still love you the most.

After a while, Bai Xi replied, I'm sorry, I accidentally forwarded the text message to Mr. Wang 5 minutes ago.

Liu Chunchun lost his soul, rushed into the bedroom all the way, and hugged Wang Yuanchen with tears streaming down his face: "I was wrong!"

Wang Yuanchen was puzzled: "Where did you go wrong?"

Liu Chunchun said blankly, "Huh?"

Wang Yuanchen was rarely in a good mood, and reached out to touch his soft hair: "Do you want to go out to play on weekends?"

Liu Chunchun was flattered: "Where should we go?"

The corner of Wang Yuanchen's mouth raised, and he said enthusiastically, "It's a good place."