Long time talent and deep love [entertainment circle]

After three or four bottles go down, you will be full with wine and food.

He Ercheng burped, looking at the almost wiped out seafood, a pile of shells on the table, his cheeks were a little hot: "My dear friend, I saw a post a few days ago saying that even super good friends will also communicate with each other. How about giving a ring as a gift... don't wait for the man to give it to you, how about buying it yourself? We can also bring a pair of rings for couples."

Li Zhien was lying on the seat in almost the same position as her, rubbing her stomach, and seeing the blushing cheeks of the person opposite: "Ah - you won't be drunk after drinking so much, what are you talking about, call your boyfriend buy it."

"No, no, it's not like that." To prove that he wasn't drunk, He Ercheng got up and grabbed her arm and said, "We'll go buy it right away, and then we'll go back, just take a walk with me, I'll give you the ring, give it to you , indicating that I will protect you in the future."

Li Zhien pointed at her with a smirk: "Do you still have money? Didn't you say that you bought a house and gave all the cards to others? I have heard that women manage money. Yours is the other way around. You still gave Hormon I paid back all my cards.”

"Huh???" He Ercheng asked a series of hello, and asked strangely, "How do you know? That happened not long ago? How did you know?"

"Hey~~ Isn't that what your brother said? If it wasn't for him, how would I know that you will also be on the show, dear friend, one day we will be able to share the same stage, isn't it very happy." Li Zhien hooked her neck and shook her head Even if you push hard, you can't push it away.

He Ercheng wiped his face in disgust: "Your lipstick, really."

Even so, after walking out of the store, they headed towards the nearby jewelry store. The two of them picked out a pair of simple rings and put them on each other. Then, according to what they had agreed before, they bought delicious things, including coffee, and went back.

When we arrived at Quan's house, it was almost evening, He Ercheng said: "At this point, Omo, you should be making dinner."

Li Zhien pulled out the clothes that were pressed down, and responded lazily: "It is said to eat mixed sauce noodles, ah, are you still hungry? Drink another coffee, and we can even finish supper."

"Why don't we share a bowl for two, dear friend."

"I still want to lose weight, dear friend, please let me go." Li Zhien really convinced her, it was rare to come out to eat, this stomach can hold it in even better than her.

He Ercheng leaned on the door and knocked: "Omo, open the door, I'm back."

"You didn't bring the key?" Li Zhien didn't respond when he pressed the doorbell, and then called Quan Duomei. It seems that He Ercheng's alcohol has not dissipated, and what he does is completely capricious. There are not so many rules, and he is calling Quan's mother Sometimes it's like calling my mother.

It's like the way I usually act like a baby to my mother.

However, fortunately, I didn't go to the company. If I did, I was going to scold Quan Zhilong to death and let her drink for a meal.

As soon as the door opened, He Ercheng greeted the person who opened the door, opened his arms, and hugged the housewife: "Omo, you, I'm back."

Quan's mother didn't know, so she said, "Why did you come back so early today? Is your singing voice uncomfortable?" Because I came back late a few days ago, and I came back with Zhilong. When I came back today, I went out like a few days ago The sound was a little different.

Li Zhien stood at the back, carrying the bag, and there was nothing wrong with it. This delicate little girl was actually infected, and the floating duckweed finally had a foothold, and this was her destination.

Quan's mother patted her lightly: "Hey, I have a bad throat and go to drink."

Quan Duomei wrapped her wet hair and planned to open the door. She was washing her hair just now and couldn't answer the phone: "Zhi En, I'm sorry, I didn't answer it just now, come in."

They changed their shoes together, and He Ercheng plunged into the sofa, pawing lazily.

Mother Quan held the phone and asked: "Zhi En, have you eaten? Do you want to..." Looking at the state of He Ercheng, it should be that he came back from eating outside, plus the food that was just put on the table.

I just bought a lot of cakes for her a while ago, and I ate them all by myself within two days, and I bought them again now, it seems that I really like sweets, this guy.

Li Zhien pointed to He Ercheng on the sofa and said, "She still wants to eat, why don't we have two."

Quan Duomei spread out the pile of delicacies he brought, and saw that He Ercheng became a little slob on the sofa because of drinking some wine: "Ercheng, do you want to drink some coffee to sober up? If you feel uncomfortable ?”

He Ercheng sat up, her long hair was disheveled, and said weakly: "No, it's almost there, and the stamina will pass after eating some more." Because I only bought 2 cups of coffee, Zhien's and Duomei's.

Li Zhien said: "It's understandable that Zhilong Ouba doesn't let Ercheng talk about wine, even coffee is not allowed, I don't understand, He Ercheng, you are too obedient, your parents may not be so listen."

Mother Quan just listened and didn't speak. She couldn't get in touch with the three young girls talking, and it was for her son's sake, but He Ercheng's life rules are very strict. Compared with her son, I don't know how much better it is. , actually still has the desire to control, it is estimated that there are only two things that can be said, and there are legitimate reasons for it.

While waiting for dinner, He Ercheng went up to change clothes, and also took a shower. When he was discussing what TV series to watch, He Ercheng still recommended "The Lord's Sun", which is beautiful and scary.

"Is it scary?" Quan Duomei's potato chips were half stuffed in her mouth. She had seen them before, but compared to the heart attack she watched with her parents, it was scary.

"Yes, yes, horror movies. At home, no one will know how scared they are, right?" Li Zhien deliberately raised her eyebrows to seduce He Ercheng. She was most afraid of this, but she only watched it with He Ermeng.

Because he didn't go home, Li Zhien felt that it didn't matter how late he watched.

"Train to Busan" was unanimously voted by three people. For the others, it was not a horror movie, but a disaster movie.

When the two shared a bowl of mixed sauce noodles, Quan Duomi took a picture and looked at the screen on the phone: "Are your rings the same style? It's a bit dazzling, but if you don't say it, you really think You are in a relationship of mutual admiration, okay, when you eat a bowl of noodles."

With that said, Quan Duomi posted the photo in the group, let Li Zhien see it by himself, and also made Min Hyo Lin look envious by the way, who told her to be alone.

"It's not good. People want to prepare happy things. If you post it like this, because getting married will miss a lot of things for us." He Ercheng said with his mouth full.

Mother Quan also agrees, such an idea is not good.

Li Zhien said: "Oni, help us take a few more photos. I want to put them on INS to make others envy our sisterhood." He Ercheng didn't mean that no matter how he hinted, Quan Zhilong's "marriage" would always be on the lips By the way, since O'Neill noticed the ring on his hand when taking pictures, his eyes should also be able to see it keenly.

He Ercheng didn't feel very well, so he glanced at Quan's mother again: "Oni, this is at your house, if you take a picture of me, I finally explained it, if something happens again..."

He Ercheng mainly didn't want to cause trouble to Quan Zhilong, or people would misunderstand that she wanted to show off.

"You are too careful." Li Zhien analyzed it to her, "Mom Quan also went to your book signing party, Ernie also went, and you uploaded photos when you were sick, which means we all know each other Yes, playing at a friend's house together is ok, there is no problem, what can others say?"

Quan's mother said: "Er Cheng~~ It's okay, isn't it just to play together, Zhien is also here, and you are not alone, just do what you like, don't think too much, I think it's okay, Or, you can include me in the photo, and the accompanying text is, 'Zhilong Omar joins the lives of young people', do you think it's okay?"

Li Zhien laughed out loud.

Quan Duomei is the most beautiful stylist, commanding: "Hold each other's faces and kill each other."

The noodle that He Ercheng hadn't entered yet had traces of eating miscellaneous sauce noodles on it. Li Zhien put her hands on her face directly. She had forgotten to clean herself up at this time, and Li Zhien had already prepared for it. hand, was hesitating in mid-air, and soon, Quan Duomei had already taken the most satisfactory photo and sent it to the group.

He Ercheng looked at Li Zhien's cell phone, glanced at it, only to find that his mouth hadn't been wiped clean.

Li Zhien also zoomed in to see, yes, the rings on the hands of the two people are exactly the same, and they are displayed in different movements, and the image of He Ercheng suddenly becomes cute, the fleshy face is not wiped clean His mouth was pouted, as if he wanted to kiss him.

After Li Zhien finished saving it, Quan Duomi deleted it again, saying, "Suddenly I really want to print it out, Ercheng, it's interesting."

He Ercheng muttered in denial: "It's boring, you took a photo of me so ugly, if you still have a conscience, delete this photo, and I will cooperate with you to take the next one."

Li Zhien stuck out her tongue mischievously: "I won't delete it, I am most satisfied with this one, I like it so much."

Without further ado, Mother Quan brought a stand from upstairs, put it in the living room, and said, "I want to take pictures too, but this doesn't work or what? Why didn't you think of it, and took pictures of everything."

In the dead of night, they decided to turn off all the lights and prepare to watch "Train to Busan". Only after turning off all the lights can they feel the atmosphere. Although Li Zhien felt nothing to be afraid of, he suggested turning off the lights and letting Ho Er Orange sits in the middle.

Just watching the most terrifying outbreak, the scene where everyone is infected with the virus.

Li Zhien looked past Quan Duomei, and saw her hugging Quan's mother's arm, with a pillow in front of her eyes, wanting to see but feeling scared, but still unable to stop her curiosity.

Suddenly, the mobile phone on the table rang, and He Ercheng screamed in fright, waking up Quan's mother and Quan Duomei, who had been watching the movie calmly, so frightened that they dozed off.

Li Zhien hurriedly urged: "Mobile phone, your phone is ringing."

He Ercheng was in shock and answered the phone. It was Quan Zhilong who left the sofa area and asked in a low voice, "What's the matter?"

"Are you home?" Quan Zhilong was afraid that she was still out on a date with friends, if that was the case, he would still call this number when he got home, to urge her to go home early.

"At home." He Ercheng said in a low voice, at the entrance, you can't hear the scary sound effects from the TV.

"That's good. I'll be at the door right away. You can open it for me." Quan Zhilong squeezed to buy the bouquet of flowers and dessert for her at noon.

"Didn't you wear the key?" He Ercheng asked curiously, and he didn't know when he arrived at the door, but listening to the voice, it should be because of "Jing Yi Jing" that most of his anger has subsided.

I came back quite early today, but Li Zhien and the others were fascinated by watching the drama. She was obviously horrified by the sound effects and pictures, but they couldn't take their eyes off them, and they were still eating.

Looking back at my own reaction, it was really embarrassing.