sweet peach [entertainment circle]

Originally, Han Muzhao did not stay in Cuba for a long time this time. After getting sick, he spent another day in the hotel, and then he was going back to Seoul.

She felt a little depressed, feeling that she hadn't had enough fun, and she didn't move her chopsticks much when eating supper with Quan Zhilong and the others.

Quan Zhilong was drinking beside her. After noticing her movements, he asked softly, "What's the matter? Are you still not feeling well?"

"No. I'm going back to Seoul tomorrow night. It feels like this vacation is so short."

Quan Zhilong put the wine glass in his hand on the table, and the people around were noisy, so he leaned over to Han Muzhao and said, "You can come again in the future, I will accompany you."

Han Muzhao glanced at him, and moved to the side to distance himself from each other: "I don't need you to accompany me. Is my brother not afraid of being recognized by fans? He doesn't wear a mask every day."

Quan Zhilong sat up straight: "I still say that, I'm just traveling with my friends, what's there to be afraid of?"

It was true to say so, but Han Muzhao always felt uneasy.

The unease came to a head when the phone suddenly started ringing non-stop.

The notification bar is full of push messages from Twitter and ins, all of which are new comments. Han Muzhao clicked on it a little puzzled, and saw that the picture mentioned was a back view, which was a photo of the two of them visiting the night market together. .

She gasped.

"What's wrong?" Quan Zhilong looked at her wide-eyed look: "What happened?"

"Brother." Han Muzhao said helplessly, "Look."

She raised the phone in front of Quan Zhilong, Quan Zhilong glanced at it, raised her hand and clicked on the comments that were constantly added, looked carefully, and found that no one scolded Han Muzhao, and then said: "It's nothing."

Han Muzhao took back his phone, and also looked at the comments, thinking they were all fans who came to scold others, but he didn't expect the style of the comments to be like this:

[My brother is finally in love!congratulations! ]

[This leg!This figure!It is simply improving the genes of my brother's offspring!So is she sister-in-law? ]

[It's normal for my brother to fall in love at this age!Have a nice trip! ]

[Vips, calm down!Don't say these things in other people's ins, what if they are ordinary friends? ]

[What happened to ordinary friends?We're all traveling together, so let's just give it a push! ]

[What's the matter with you fans?Am I here to watch the fight? ]

[Walk slowly! ]

[Vips will never pinch their own people!I see which black fan dares to come to mumu's ins to play wild? ]

[Although, as a VIP, I really have a psychological shadow on models...]

[I also……]

Han Muzhao saw that the painting style of the comments was getting more and more deviated, not only did he not feel relieved, but even more sad.

Why didn't this VIP play cards according to the routine, and directly bound her to Quan Zhilong?

She remembered that when Quan Zhilong and sy were rumored before, the vip obviously didn't have such an attitude. At that time, what kind of sy was scolded, even if Han Muzhao didn't want to pay attention deliberately, he could see it.

Although she was curious, she didn't ask this question. Instead, she said, "Now there is news in country h, what is my brother's company going to do?"

Quan Zhilong was responding to the messages sent by the president and the members, without raising his head, he said: "No response is the best response."

Han Muzhao nodded: "Then my company doesn't respond?"

Quan Zhilong nodded: "It was originally a trip between friends, I didn't even think about avoiding people, and I was aboveboard. What is there to respond to?"

Han Muzhao thought for a while: "But I think it's better to respond? Otherwise, your fans will misunderstand it like this."

Quan Zhilong turned his head to look at her, and put the phone lock screen on the table: "Misunderstanding is misunderstanding, and it will be true sooner or later."

Han Muzhao said bluntly: "Sooner or later, you are not allowed to cross the line."

"...Okay, then let me respond, you can contact your agent, and then don't show up."

Han Muzhao nodded, and didn't ask how to clarify, subconsciously believed in Quan Zhilong, and sent Kim a message saying that YG would clarify.

After returning to the hotel after supper, Han Muzhao received a link from Kim: This is Quan Zhilong's clarification?

Han Muzhao clicked on it, and YG's response was only one sentence: The company cannot confirm the artist's personal affairs.

Han Muzhao: ...

She continued reading the comments below:

[Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah this is an admission, right? ]

[My brother finally has a girlfriend!I cry! ]

[Why is it a female model again?He likes female models so much?Female models are all messed up, aren't you afraid to give him a cuckold? ]

[How can you tell that Mumu's private life is messed up?Since his debut, he has had zero scandals, which is much better than a certain model. ]

[Compared with sy, mumu is far behind, right? ]

[mumu is in the top [-] of mcd supermodels, sy is not on the list, hope you know. ]

[Why do you compare sy with mumu?Obviously, they are not in the same class. At least mumu has never deliberately hyped up the popularity. If it hadn't been photographed this time, they would not have known that the two of them were close enough to travel together. ]

[Yes, I never knew that the two of them had a good relationship, and even when they were filming a show together, I never saw Mumu deliberately approaching GD. ]

[As a VIP, I want to apologize to [email protected]_mu here. At the beginning, I thought you were going to gossip like sy again. I misunderstood you, sorry. ]

[The real cp kicks up! ]

This comment made Han Muzhao more and more speechless.Another message came in from the phone:

Kim: Are you and gd really together?

Han Muzhao replied helplessly: No, just traveling together.

Then she also received a message from Song Yunzhen: We haven't traveled together yet!

Song Yunzhen and her have always gotten along very well, because they are in the same industry and have a good relationship, but they also have a lot of worries when they get along. The other party is not a talkative person, and he never asked Quan Zhilong what the relationship is with her.

mumu: Isn't it because my sister is too busy?

After busy replying several messages, Han Muzhao sent Quan Zhilong: Brother, is your clarification only one sentence?

Quan Zhilong agreed to such a reply. If he now clarifies that the two are friends, what will he do if he makes it public in the future?

Before becoming a girlfriend, she thinks about her future affairs. For Han Muzhao, he is the most serious woman in this life, and it will also be the last serious woman.

Quan Zhilong even subconsciously thought that Han Muzhao would be the one to spend his whole life with him.

The longer I spend with Han Muzhao, the more I will be attracted by her character.

Not to mention that Han Muzhao lived a transparent life, and never thought of using him to obtain resources or hype with him.

He sat on the sofa with his legs crossed, a cigarette dangling from his mouth, and replied: You are going to be my woman in the future, you can't slap your face, right?Even if we are friends now, we both know each other well, as long as you agree, we can immediately become boyfriend and girlfriend.

Quan Zhilong: I never promise, but I will do my best to treat you well.

When Han Muzhao saw the words sent by Quan Zhilong, his heart felt like eating sweet honey, sticky, but he could feel happiness.

At this moment, she felt extremely happy, and wanted to remember the sweetness of this moment, she impulsively said: "Brother, let's try it?"Try to get back together.

Quan Zhilong read the news three times, still couldn't believe it, he put out the cigarette, came to Han Muzhao's door, hesitated back and forth like a big boy for a long time, and then rang the doorbell.

Han Muzhao asked in English in the living room, "Who is there?"

Quan Zhilong coughed: "I! Open the door!"

Han Muzhao was stunned for a moment, stood up, and rarely said in a panic, "Brother, wait a minute."

After she finished speaking, she ran into the bedroom, put on another piece of underwear under her pajamas, and then went to the door and opened it for Quan Zhilong. The two looked at each other for a moment, and then looked away at the same time. Han Muzhao lowered his eyes: "Brother, come in first."

The two sat in the living room, neither of them spoke. Quan Zhilong was also a little uncomfortable. After a long silence, he opened his mouth and said, "What you just said...are you serious?"

Seeing his unbelievable expression, Han Muzhao said maliciously, "Fake! I'm kidding you!"

Quan Zhilong: "..."

He suddenly looked at Han Muzhao with some grievances. The 31-year-old man is extremely skilled in acting like a baby, as if Han Muzhao did something heinous to him.

Han Muzhao couldn't hold back, he laughed, his eyes were crooked, and his cheeks were so fleshy that Quan Zhilong wanted to pinch them.

He also understood that Han Muzhao was teasing him just now.

He took advantage of Han Muzhao's smile and quietly leaned towards her, the distance between the two was extremely close, Quan Zhilong put one hand on the sofa behind Han Muzhao, and the other on his lap, Taking advantage of Han Muzhao's inattention, he "tweeted" her face.

It can be regarded as a kiss.

Next is hugging.

The hand behind Han Muzhao's was directly on her shoulder. Before she could react, Quan Zhilong's head was already resting on her shoulder.

Quan Zhilong closed his eyes for a while, then raised his head, and "tweeted" on Han Muzhao's face again: "That's great."

Han Muzhao looked at his smile, and smiled too: "Yes, brother, that's great."

Originally, she didn't want to agree to Quan Zhilong so quickly, but just now, her emotions had the upper hand over her rationality, and she couldn't help but want to agree to him and be with him.

It's hard to control yourself.

-

Han Muzhao ended her vacation early and returned to Seoul from Cuba. It was already autumn in Seoul, and the weather was still unusually hot. She got in the car that Kim came to pick her up, and she was already sweating.

"Long time no see mumu, are you happy on holiday?"

"Happy." Han Muzhao said with a smile: "The most relaxing holiday."

Especially spent with Quan Zhilong.

Oh yes, Quan Zhilong is her boyfriend now.

Han Muzhao lowered his head and took out his mobile phone with a smile, and sent a message to his boyfriend: Brother, I have arrived in Seoul.

Kim continued: "Paris has already been arranged, and we will leave the day after tomorrow. It is very cold there, so bring thick clothes. Last time you said you were sick in Cuba? Are you feeling better? Do you need to go to the hospital?"

"I'm fine, brother, everything is fine." Han Muzhao raised his head, "What time do you leave the day after tomorrow?"

"It's still night."

Han Muzhao nodded: "Then I won't pick up Little Pudding."

After returning home, Han Muzhao felt that there was no popularity at home after leaving for a week. Han Muzhao hired a cleaning lady to help clean the house, and then packed the luggage that needed to go to Paris in the cloakroom.

Quan Zhilong's video call also came in.

It was still daytime in Cuba, Quan Zhilong stood on the balcony with a cigarette in his mouth and asked, "What are you doing?"

Han Muzhao switched the camera to show him the suitcase: "Package for Paris."

After finishing speaking, she turned the camera back, put the phone aside, and listened to Quan Zhilong: "Go to Paris for a few days? What job?"

Han Muzhao thought for a while, but didn't keep it secret: "C brand haute couture fitting model, I signed a contract with haute couture."

Quan Zhilong raised his eyebrows in surprise: "So powerful?"

Han Muzhao smiled, folded the thick plush coat neatly, and put it in the suitcase: "This time I'm going to Paris for two months, and I guess I won't be back until the end of the year."

Quan Zhilong sighed: "It's still so far away when we just started dating."

Han Muzhao did not feel reluctance, in her opinion now, career is more important than love, Wen said: "Brother will be busy when he comes back, right?"

"That's right." Quan Zhilong said lazily, "I'm busy thinking about you."