crescent moon

When she got home at night, Song Yan tidied up the little things she bought in the afternoon, and then sat at the table and couldn't wait to start working.

She thought it was really interesting. Beads of various shapes, colors, and shapes were strung together casually. No matter how they were strung together, they looked good, but it was a bit troublesome.

Song Yan wore five strings in a row before sitting up straight and stretching. Looking at the bracelet in front of her, she felt a great sense of accomplishment.

Mao Qiuqiu and IYE were lying at her feet, watching her stand up and walk out, followed closely behind her, and yelled at each other behind her.

Song Yan had no choice but to squat down and pet the two cats before going to the sofa in the living room and sitting cross-legged, turning on her mobile phone to check INS.

On her INS account, she followed a lot of Quan Zhilong fans' websites. They held a concert in Japan tonight, and many station sisters posted photos.

Quan Zhilong's appearance on the stage is completely different from that in private. When he sings on the stage, his whole body is shining, his eyes are full of stars, and he interacts with fans with a smile on his face.

Quan Zhilong really likes the stage and songs, he is like a born artist, he is suitable to stand on the stage all his life.

He is the king of the stage, the whole person controls the stage, and everyone's heart beats for him.

Song Yan felt that such an excellent person was her boyfriend, and she often felt incredible, and she was a little proud!

After sitting for a while, Song Yan felt sleepy in her waist, stood up and did a set of stretching exercises, then simply went to wash up and go to bed, lay on the bed and kept scrolling on Instagram, and when she saw a handsome photo, she would blush in a low voice Scream and save it on your phone, like a little fan girl!

Not only that, but she would also send the photo to Fang Xiaoya, showing off like a child, "My boyfriend!"

Fang Xiaoya: ...

She was sitting on the edge of the bed with her cell phone in her face, speechless. At this moment, an arm suddenly stretched out behind her, took her cell phone away, and then was surrounded by her waist. An ugly and handsome man hugged her and said, "Aren't you sleepy? Let's get started then."

Fang Xiaoya: ...

Ahhhhhhhhh Song Yan, you little nymphomaniac!I want to unilaterally break off relations with you!

Song Yan waited for a long time, and the messages were all displayed as read, but there was no reply. She pouted, turned on the projection in the bedroom, and watched the variety shows that Quan Zhilong participated in recording during this time. The first one was "Golden Fishing Ground".

Song Yan just watched the beginning and laughed. When she saw the part where Shengli talked about his girlfriend's mother, she even burst into tears.

Cui Shengxian said suddenly: "Didn't you listen to what your friend said? Your friend is also Japanese?"

Quan Zhilong laughed nervously, but Song Yan's mind flashed, and suddenly thought of the Japanese female model who had been rumored with Quan Zhilong, what was it called?Komatsu Lena?

Song Yan suddenly made up a big drama in her head, and she couldn't laugh anymore.

She turned on her phone and sent a message to Quan Zhilong: I am watching the golden fishing ground.

Xiao Yanyan: Who is the Japanese female model you are talking about?

Quan Zhilong's concert is not over yet, so of course he won't reply to her messages.

She had no choice but to endure the unhappiness, and continued to watch the variety show, but her smile was not as happy as before.

After the first variety show ended, Song Yan picked up her phone and glanced at it, but she still hadn't replied, she let out a heavy "hum" and said, "It's so annoying!"

Then she turned on Idol for a week to watch again, and just after watching it again, Quan Zhilong called.

He was still panting heavily, and said in a hoarse voice, "Babe, my concert is over."

Song Yan rubbed a corner of the quilt with her fingers and said, "Oh."

Quan Zhilong laughed and said, "I saw your news. The Japanese friend I mentioned is a female model, but we don't have a good relationship, we just worked together."

Song Yan said angrily: "Is it the one who took a couple photo with you?"

"It's her." Quan Zhilong leaned on the chair and let the makeup artist remove his makeup, explaining: "I have nothing to do with her, just ordinary friends."

Song Yan felt better now, but she still said arrogantly: "I'm very angry!"

Quan Zhilong coaxed her and said, "Then what will my baby do to forgive me?"

Song Yan bit her lip and said, "I'll punish you to stay with me for a day!"

"Okay, I'll go home as soon as I get off the plane tomorrow, and I can accompany you until the New Year, how about it?"

Song Yan immediately said happily: "Can you really stay with me for such a long time?"

Hearing her happy tone, Quan Zhilong felt a little soft in his heart, and said, "Well, stay at home with my baby for three days, we won't go anywhere, just stay at home, okay?"

Shengli on the side was so tired of the two people that they couldn't bear to listen to it. They leaned over to Quan Zhilong's cell phone and said, "Sister-in-law! I am Shengli! I will take Brother Zhilong to the bar to play later! Don't be angry!" After finishing speaking He smirked: "And Brother Zhilong's ex-girlfriend and rumored girlfriend!"

Quan Zhilong: ...

Song Yan: →_→

"Oh~ and my ex-girlfriend~"

Quan Zhilong raised his hand and hit Shengli on the head, saying, "Shut up!"

Then he stood up and walked to the corner with his mobile phone, and whispered, "Don't listen to Shengli's nonsense, he's joking! Tonight's venue is only staff and members, no one else!"

Song Yan laughed and said, "Got it! Then you should be busy! I'll hang up!"

After hanging up the phone, Song Yan remembered that she had to go to work during the holidays, so the two of them couldn't stay together?

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Quan Zhilong went home directly after returning to Seoul. Song Yan went to the gym. He changed into his pajamas first, put all his luggage away, and then half-lyed on the sofa to wait for Song Yan to come back.

He was too tired during this period and seriously lacked sleep, he held IYE in his arms, with Fuqiuqiu beside him, and fell into such a deep sleep.

When Song Yan returned home, only Mao Qiuqiu came to pick her up. She walked into the house lightly, and found Quan Zhilong lying on the sofa, holding IYE in his arms, also sleeping on his back, one big and one small Even the tilted heads are in the same direction.

Song Yan looked at this scene and thought it was too funny, took out her mobile phone and took a picture, then checked the time, changed her clothes and went to the kitchen to prepare lunch.

Quan Zhilong's diet during this period was irregular, and he often didn't even have time to eat when he was busy. Song Yan was going to sit him at a table with delicious food.

Quan Zhilong was woken up by the sun, and IYE in his arms was still sleeping soundly. He scratched his head, sat up, and said, "Good boy?"

Song Yan said in the Nakajima kitchen: "Are you awake?"

Quan Zhilong stood up, walked towards the kitchen, and said as he walked, "Well, I was woken up by the sun. What are you doing? It smells so good!"

Song Yan was wearing home clothes, an apron around her waist, and her long hair was tied up behind her head. She was extremely gentle. Hearing this, she smiled and said, "I made Chinese herbal pork rib soup for you. It is a Chinese method. There is still Put some traditional Chinese medicine to protect the throat and reduce internal heat, drink more later! There are also beef and broccoli."

Quan Zhilong hugged her slender waist from behind, closed his eyes and took a deep breath, feeling his heart calm down, said: "That's great."

Song Yan raised her head and kissed his side face, and said, "Are you hungry?"

Quan Zhilong touched his belly and said, "A little bit!"

"Then go get a small bowl, and I'll serve you some soup!"

Quan Zhilong hugged her and did not let go, and said coquettishly: "I don't want to let you go!"

Song Yan laughed and said, "Aren't you hungry?"

"It's okay baby, I'll wait for you to eat together!"

Song Yan had no choice but to let him hug her, put the lunch on a plate and serve it on the table. The two sat facing each other and had a long-lost lunch together.

After dinner, Song Yan gave Quan Zhilong the photo she just took, and said, "Look at the two of you! Even the poses are exactly the same! You really deserve to be IYE's father!"

Quan Zhilong also looked very happy, and said with a smile: "Send me this photo, I want to post it on INS."

Song Yan said disapprovingly: "It was filmed at my house, don't post it!"

Quan Zhilong said indifferently: "It's okay, send it to me."

Song Yan had no choice but to send it to Quan Zhilong, and Quan Zhilong directly sent it to her own INS account, with the caption: It's better to be at home.

The two were sitting next to each other intimately. Song Yan suddenly thought of the bracelet she made some time ago. She opened the drawer and took out a small box. There were more than a dozen bracelets in it. Each one was made by herself and was unique. ,

She held it up to Quan Zhilong as if offering a treasure, and said, "Brother! I made these all by myself! Each one is different! You can choose a few belts!"

Quan Zhilong picked up one, looked at it, nodded, and said, "Well, it looks good!" After speaking, he put the bracelet on his hand, and picked three more to wear together. Looking left and right, he felt extremely satisfied.

So I took another photo with my phone and said, "Your hands-on ability is getting stronger and stronger!"

Song Yan was very proud, and said: "I like DIY now! It's interesting and decompressing!"

Quan Zhilong touched her head and asked, "How is work?"

Song Yan still said cheerfully: "The work is good! I can get started slowly now!" She wrinkled her nose childishly and said, "It's just that I don't always get along with a colleague. She doesn't know why. Seeing me always It's yin and yang!"

"Then you don't have to get along with her. If you feel embarrassed, go to Shengli's friend, and she will help you."

Song Yan nodded and said, "Got it!"

She felt that she could handle these trivial matters, and there was no need to go to the dean. Although the little nurse was always angry with her, the two of them didn't break their faces.