Just for fun [entertainment circle]

The two childish ghosts finally returned home after playing. Song You's hands were red from the cold, and she thought it was troublesome to take off the gloves Quan Zhilong put on her.

But red is red, cold is not cold at all, but the hands are very hot now.

As soon as he got home, Quan Zhilong took her to wash his hands, and then applied a thick layer of hand cream on her hands: "Ah, you girl doesn't know how to take care of yourself, and you are not afraid of freezing your hands."

Taking advantage of this time, he also took a good look at Song You's hands. What didn't match her face was that her hands were not well maintained, and there was a thin layer of calluses on the side of the middle finger, but it was a girl. , still soft and tender.

Song saw that he applied hand cream to himself so meticulously, every finger was well applied, she smiled and imitated his tone: "Ah, you are the one, how can a man know how to wipe hand cream so well?" Frosty?"

Quan Zhilong was not annoyed, he still wiped her carefully, saying: "The beautician often does this for me, how is it? Is it comfortable?"

Song didn't say a word, it was really comfortable, and she wanted to hire someone to apply hand cream for her.

The same goes for Quan Zhilong, he felt that it would be more comfortable to wipe for others.

When the two were in love, Song You's phone rang. She was squinting her eyes to enjoy Quan Zhilong's service. She was a little unhappy when she was interrupted for a while. Alas, who knows if he is still in such a good mood to help when he comes back? She did it.

The phone kept urging, and Song You could only rush to the house to answer it.

"Song! What are you doing?! Why haven't you answered the phone for so long?!" It was her tutor, Kelly, who sounded anxious at the moment.

"Sorry, I just..." Song Youzheng wanted to explain that he didn't bring his mobile phone when he went down to play.

Kelly interrupted her: "OK, those don't matter, where are you now? A great thing is going to happen to you."

"Well...I'm in Korea now." Song You said.

As soon as she finished speaking, Kelly's exclamation came over: "Korea?!!! Why are you running so far?!"

"Okay, I don't care what your reason is, come back soon dear! Do you know? Moore is going to sketch, and he mentioned to me that he would bring a young man to help him!" Kelly was very excited.

Having said that, Song You couldn't help being excited: "Really?! Did he really mention it to you? What do you mean?! He wants me to go, right?!"

I don’t blame Song for being so excited, but I blame Moore for being amazing. His works are all priceless. Old things are very eccentric. If they say they won’t sell, they don’t sell them, and some of them are sold at random prices. go.Moore is the god of contemporary painting. Anyone who learns to paint would not want his advice.Kelly and Moore have some intersections. They played mud together when they were young, and she was also excited for Song You.

"My God, Kelly, my God, I can't believe it, he must be implying me by mentioning it to you like this!!! I'm going to book a plane ticket!" Song You was a little incoherent.

Kelly snorted: "This old guy keeps thinking, don't be too happy, he has a weird temper, and he will embarrass you if you don't fit your eyes."

Song was not afraid at all, she couldn't help laughing: "No matter how strange he is, he must have aesthetics, how can there be a beautiful woman who doesn't suit his eyes!!!"

Kelly had nothing to say: "You book the ticket and come back, he will leave the day after tomorrow."

Song nodded here like a chicken pecking at rice: "I'll come right here."

After hanging up the phone, Song fell on the bed holding the phone again, couldn't help but thump twice and then screamed silently.In her opinion, half of the work is done. Anyone who sketches from life must bring a helper, and mention it in front of Kelly, the target is aimed at her!

After thinking for a while that he was still at Quan Zhilong's house, Song hurriedly booked a plane ticket. The nearest flight was leaving in the evening, and all that was left was to inform Quan Zhilong.

After Song thought about what to say, he opened the door and went out. Quan Zhilong was teasing Iye with a cat teaser.

This man is really, is he already so old in his spare time? He is very happy playing with cats all day long.

"That, Quan Zhilongxi." Song didn't go over to tease the cat with him, but stood far away.

Quan Zhilong turned to look at her. During this period of time, she had noticed something. She didn't like the appearance of cats very much, and never paid attention to Iye's behavior of asking for pets and hugs.

The more he ignored it, the more iye licked it. No, seeing Song You didn't even play with the cat teaser, and came straight to Song You.

It will do nothing if it circles around Song You, Song You just simply ignores it.

"What's wrong? Are you hungry?" Quan Zhilong put down the cat teaser and came towards her.

Song shook her head with a smile again, she said frankly, "I'm going back to Paris."

Quan Zhilong was not surprised, both of them had jobs, even if she didn't come back, he would have a schedule soon.

But he naturally understood that it meant leaving after Christmas, and he nodded: "Well, I just finished today and I have a schedule tomorrow."

Song knew that he had misunderstood, so he said, "Ani, my flight is this evening."

Now Quan Zhilong was stunned, what do you mean?Is it not over for today?Those things he prepared...

"A piece of good luck that I've been waiting for has finally come to me, so I can't wait to claim it." Song explained with a slight smile.

Quan Zhilong leaned against the bar, took a sip of water, and thought of teasing her: "Then... what if I don't want Song Youxi to leave? I just want you to spend Christmas with me?"

Song You's smile froze on his face at a speed visible to the naked eye, and Quan Zhilong looked at her like this and tried hard to hold back his smile.

His tone was very serious: "Didn't you say it? As long as I make a request, you will find a way to realize it. If you realize it now, you just stay here."

"Didn't it mean that even if I don't like it, you will chase after me wholeheartedly?" Quan Zhilong drank the water indifferently.

Song met his eyes again, trying to see that the other party was opening a school, but what broke her down was that Quan Zhilong seemed very serious.

Although this is indeed what I said, but it is Moore!Moore!

"Will it affect Quan Zhilongxi if I don't stay here?" Song took another deep breath and asked.

Quan Zhilong worked very hard to continue acting, he said: "Yes, I will be lonely, won't it look too pitiful to be alone at Christmas?"

Song's hand trembled again, what he was most afraid of was feeling lonely.

To be honest, she really wanted to leave Quan Zhilong alone now, but her brain was frantically calculating that it would be too late to go back after tonight.

Song smiled stiffly again: "Okay, since Quan Zhilong wants to, then I will accompany you."

At most, she rushed afterward without stopping.

Quan Zhilong finally couldn't help laughing: "Ani, you better not stay with me, you are really dishonest."

"What you say is the same thing, but it is clearly written in your eyes that you will hate me after you stay." Quan Zhilong approached Song You, and gently patted her forehead.

Song paused again, did he act so obviously?Fortunately he saw it.

"What time is the plane? I'll take you there." Quan Zhilong said.

Song shook his head again: "No need, it's not convenient for you to go out, what should you do if you are seen?"

Quan Zhilong sneered: "Ah, Song You, do you know? Every time I hear your tone, I feel that I am not a celebrity, but a wanted criminal."

"Wei? Will you be arrested if you are seen?" Quan Zhilong laughed.

Song You laughed dryly, tugging at his sleeves to please him: "Then I'll trouble you~"

Quan Zhilong pinched her face: "Oh, go clean up."

Song You happily packed his luggage now, Quan Zhilong looked at Song You's back and touched his nose, some places were really unexpectedly simple.

After Quan Zhilong sent Song to the airport gate, this time he seemed to be a little self-conscious as a boyfriend, and wanted to get out of the car to help her carry her luggage.

Song Youhao tried to persuade him, just put on a show, don't really go down, she still doesn't want to be photographed.

Quan Zhilong recalled his itinerary in his mind: "I will go to Paris next month."

Song knew it again, and she was going to the show again, but at that time she should go back to China, for the Chinese New Year.

In the following period of time, she followed Moore and it was naturally impossible for her to spare time to accompany him. In this way, the two of them didn't have much time to meet each other. The premise was that he didn't call out to be lonely and let her come and accompany him.

"Quan Zhilongxi, look at more beautiful things. I will send you beautiful photos. There are many interesting things and many interesting people." Song told him again, hoping that he would not always be unhappy.

"When you're alone, don't think about things. Many things won't be answered even if you think about it for a long time. It's better to go out and have a look." Song paused again: "Of course, I didn't mean to walk around. Point to a nightclub."

Quan Zhilong rubbed her head vigorously, messing up her hairstyle: "Ah, what other people's girlfriends say when they part is totally different. What's the matter with you, it's like preaching."

Song sighed again, took his hand and said earnestly: "I am doing it for your own good, you should listen more, you are not a child anymore."

Quan Zhilong: ...

There is a kind of being taught by a little girl who is 5 years younger than her mother like her mother.

"Say so much, it's better to give me a real kiss." Quan Zhilong moved his face closer, and tapped his cheek.

Song didn't hold back, he babbled and said, "Call me if you have anything to do, and you can share with me any movies you watch."

Song held his face again to make his mouth pout, and finally gave him a brainwash: "Remember, you have me, mua~"

After another sip, Song felt relieved and waved his hand: "I'm leaving."

Quan Zhilong was really funny, he couldn't get out of the car to see her off, he could only sit in the car and watch her walk away step by step.

This woman is really, talking so much about what she has and nothing, as if she is afraid of what will happen to him, every time at this time he will not be able to tell whether she loves him or not.

But this kind of feeling is really not bad. Being remembered like this, there is always someone reminding me that I am not alone.