sweet peach [entertainment circle]

Han Mu Zhaowen paused for packing his luggage, and he was not shy at all, but glanced at Quan Zhilong in the video: "Miss me?"

"That's right." Quan Zhilong changed his posture: "I'm really thinking about it. After I return to Seoul, I will take time to go to Paris and make an appointment?"

Han Mu Zhaowen did not agree, but said: "Let's see when the time comes."

If Quan Zhilong had said that before, she would have happily agreed, but not now.

Although the two have been together for a long time, they have become lovers for less than 72 hours. Getting along in love is different from getting along with friends.

Seeing that she did not agree, Quan Zhilong was not disappointed. He took the tablet aside to check his itinerary, and found that he had four days free at the end of the month, so he directly booked a round-trip ticket to Paris without hesitation.

He didn't even plan to bring his agent with him on this trip to Paris.

After booking the ticket, he looked up at his phone, and saw that Han Muzhao had already opened a large suitcase and put shoes and bags in it.

It was sorted out pretty quickly.

The temperature at home is not low, and Han Muzhao has always been afraid of heat. At this time, she was wearing a loose white short sleeve and sports shorts. The white and slender legs in the camera are particularly attractive.

Quan Zhilong rubbed his fingers unconsciously, feeling a little itchy.

He changed his posture again and raised his legs: "I just booked the ticket, I have four days free at the end of the month, fly to Paris to accompany you?"

"Brother." Han Muzhao said helplessly, "What if I want to work?"

"Then I'll work with you." Quan Zhilong supported his head: "I know Carl anyway, so he shouldn't mind me being there."

"……elder brother."

Quan Zhilong looked at her little expression and chuckled: "What? Don't you want me to accompany you?"

"No, you only have a four-day vacation, and it takes two days to go back and forth on the road. Why do you have to run like this?"

"But I miss you so much, I want to be with you all the time."

Han Muzhao deliberately teased him: "You were not like this when you were in love before, and you wouldn't let me go if I wanted to go to Japan."

"..." Quan Zhilong was a little guilty, and instead of answering this question, he changed the subject and said, "Paris seems to be very cold now, please dress warmly."

"Hmph." Han Muzhao didn't bother to talk to him: "I won't talk to you anymore! Hang up!"

Quan Zhilong smiled and said, "See you at the end of the month, baby."

Han Muzhao's skin was aroused by this title.

She said with disgust, "Call me Mumu from now on."

Quan Zhilong raised his eyebrows: "Baby Mumu?"

"……Bye!"

Han Muzhao no longer wants to talk to this extremely nasty and provocative person.

When he called her "baby" in a calm voice, it was completely different from the usual voice, as if it contained endless tenderness and affection.

After hanging up the video screen, Han Muzhao's mind was full of the "baby" that Quan Zhilong called just now.

Biting her lips, Han Muzhao came back to her senses, and there was no one at home, she said loudly, "Stop thinking about it! Pull yourself together!!"

Then he packed up the suitcase and pushed it to the entrance, and then he was ready to wash and rest.

-

On the second day after returning to Seoul, Han Muzhao also made an appointment for afternoon tea with Song Yunzhen. This place was discovered by Song Yunzhen. With floor-to-ceiling windows, the sofa is soft and sinks in as soon as you sit down, which is comfortable and full of security.

The most important thing is that all the desserts in this dessert shop are made with a series of vegetarian foods such as tofu and bean curd dregs. They are low in calories and high in protein, which is very suitable for people like them who want to maintain their figure and are greedy for desserts.

Song Yunzhen only reserved two seats a week in advance.

The two stayed in the dessert shop all afternoon, and then chatted about each other's recent situation.

At night, Song Yunzhen had something to do, so Han Muzhao had to find a restaurant in Itaewon for dinner alone.

While eating, Quan Zhilong made another video call, surrounded by people, Han Muzhao had to hang up, and typed: I am eating in the restaurant.

Quan Zhilong broadcast a voice call, Han Muzhao had no choice but to put on the headset to answer: "Brother?"

"How about eating with Song Yunzhen?"

"No." Han Muzhao said, "Sister still has something to do, I ate dinner alone."

"En." Quan Zhilong was smoking a cigarette here: "Are you happy meeting your friends?"

"It's okay." Han Muzhao paused: "There is a gap, and I can't chat as I want."

"Normal." Quan Zhilong flicked the cigarette ash: "After all, you are in the same industry, and your current resources are very good. It is certain that you will be alienated in the future. Not getting along is the best way."

Han Muzhao suddenly lost his appetite after hearing what he said, and sighed: "I'm so tired."

Quan Zhilong chuckled lightly: "I was too blunt, got hit?"

"That's not true. I have always been mentally prepared, but I feel very tired. It is really difficult to have a sincere friend in the circle."

"Similarly, I don't have many friends in the circle. This circle is too lavish and rich, which makes people sink. If you are not careful, you will lose your concentration."

Han Muzhao gave a muffled "En", and didn't want to talk about this heavy topic again, so he said, "Brother, it's daytime, do you have any plans today?"

"Today? I don't plan to go out today, just stay in the hotel." He paused: "Later, I will go to the hotel swimming pool with my friends for a swim."

"I know, it's the open-air swimming pool, right?"

"Well. What's for dinner?"

"Western food." Han Muzhao said, "In the afternoon, I went to a newly opened dessert shop with my sister. The desserts are made of tofu and bean dregs, and they have a creamy taste!"

"Very happy?" Quan Zhilong said with a smile, "I finally ate a low-calorie dessert. I ate it once when I was in Japan, but I always felt weird."

"I think it's not bad." Han Muzhao finally regained his appetite, cut the steak into a suitable size and took a bite.

She can't talk when she's eating, so the phone calls are much quieter for a while.

Quan Zhilong knew she was eating, so he didn't open his mouth, just patiently and quietly waiting for Han Muzhao to finish his dinner.

It wasn't until there was a sound from the phone that Quan Zhilong said, "Are you finished eating?"

"Well. Ready to go home."

In autumn in Seoul, the temperature difference between morning and evening is huge, and it’s windy. Han Muzhao didn’t wear much, and when he left the restaurant, he was shaken by the blow: “It’s so cold! It’s suddenly windy!”

"Is the car nearby? Take two quick steps to get in the car."

Han Muzhao wore a knitted sweater and denim trousers, put his mobile phone in his bag, and wore earphones on his ears. While walking quickly to the parking lot, he said, "Seoul is about to enter winter!"

"En." Quan Zhilong said, "Don't worry, are you wearing a mask? Don't catch the cool breeze."

"Bring it." Han Muzhao walked very fast, panting a little: "I didn't expect it to become so cold all of a sudden! The parking lot is so far away!" She unconsciously said in a coquettish tone: "I knew it would be a change. Don’t park your car that far away!”

During the daily relationship with Han Muzhao when they met again, Quan Zhilong seldom heard her acting like a baby to him, so he couldn't help feeling soft in his heart, and chuckled softly: "Go back to the car and turn on the warm air to the maximum, it won't be cold if you blow it on." gone."

"I saw my car!" Han Muzhao started to trot, and said cutely: "Come on!"

Quan Zhilong was completely amused now.

The cute side of Han Muzhao's character was finally the same as before, showing him again, Quan Zhilong not only felt very warm in his heart, but also felt that he must cherish this hard-won soft and coquettish letter.

If he was 13 years old, at most he thought acting like a baby was cute, and he didn't have any other superfluous thoughts.

As time went by, he saw people's hearts clearly, and cherished those hard-won feelings more and more.

Han Muzhao sat in the car, started the car directly, turned on the heater to the maximum, and then felt a little more comfortable. He took out his mobile phone, unplugged his earphones and turned on the speaker: "I'm going to drive home!"

"Okay, concentrate on driving first, and let me know when you get home."

"En." Han Muzhao said softly, "I'll tell you when I get home."

Quan Zhilong listened to her obedient answer, and said with a smile: "Then baby, I'll hang up first?"

"Hang up!" Han Muzhao's heart started beating wildly when he heard him say "baby" again. After hanging up the phone calmly, she returned home with such an inexplicable smirk.

When she realized it, she felt that she was so stupid. When people called her a baby, she became so happy.

When Han Muzhao got home, he didn't send a message to Quan Zhilong immediately, but went to wash up first, and then picked up his mobile phone to send a message to Quan Zhilong: I'm home, brother, wash up first.

Quan Zhilong sent her a video directly. He was already playing in the swimming pool with his friends.

There is also a selfie, Quan Zhilong with wet hair, still unshaven, standing in the water, there are water droplets on the dragon ball tattoo, looking at the camera with a smile or not.

It's like a walking hormonal divergence windmill.

Han Muzhao didn't even know what he was thinking when he took this kind of photo. Wouldn't it be embarrassing for him to be so thick-skinned?

Didn't you say he was easily shy?

Han Muzhao felt that he couldn't be teased like this, so he turned on the front camera and took a selfie to send to Quan Zhilong.

At this time, she had just blown her hair to half-dry level, and her long damp hair was hanging in front of her shoulders. She was wearing a v-neck nightgown. Yue saw fair skin and collarbone, looked at the camera without makeup, and also had a half-smile expression.

Quan Zhilong looked at the photo three times over and over again, and then he replied bluntly: Isn't it cold at home?Wear so little?

mumu: It's not cold, it's hot.

Quan Zhilong: ...All right, you can wear whatever you want at home.

Seeing Quan Zhilong's reaction, Han Muzhao almost died of joy, and laughed for a while before replying: "Okay brother, I won't chat with you anymore, you have fun, I'm going to put on a mask and go to bed."

Quan Zhilong: Good.

Quan Zhilong: Next time the neckline can be opened up for shooting.

Han Muzhao: ...

Why is Quan Zhilong thicker than he was in 13?

The two are already boyfriend and girlfriend, and when they were together before, they did everything that should be done. Quan Zhilong joked about her like this, but she could accept it, but she felt that Quan Zhilong was more cheeky than him. It was getting thicker and thicker, so thick that she was already a little overwhelmed!