sweet peach [entertainment circle]

Seeing her flushed face, Quan Zhilong smiled lazily. At this time, Han Muzhao was sitting sideways on his lap. Although he was in the car, there was a lot of space, so he hugged her tightly so that no one would leave. , looked at her sideways.Deliberately leaning into her ear and saying, "Don't you want to hug me?"

Han Muzhao's ears turned red, and he lowered his eyes and said nothing.

Actually shy.

Quan Zhilong smiled happier, raised his hand and patted her on the head lightly: "Okay, sit back."

Han Muzhao returned to his seat and sat down.

Quan Zhilong raised his legs and glanced out the window: "Christmas is almost here. Are you going to spend this year in Paris?"

"En." Han Muzhao supported his head and said, "The work can only be finished at the beginning of the year."

"Shall I spend time with you at Christmas?"

"Brother." Han Muzhao disagreed: "It's too tiring to go back and forth like this."

"And why is brother so clingy?"

Quan Zhilong heard a trace of dislike from Han Muzhao's tone, and smiled helplessly: "I just want to spend Christmas with you, baby, and I still want to ask you, why are you so not sticking to me?"

Han Muzhao took a look at him, and actually saw the four characters "poor" on his face, he was just a veteran pretending to be pitiful.

She had no choice but to say helplessly: "I just think it's too hard for my brother to run around like this, and you won't agree to come to the manager alone, right?"

"If you don't agree with him, then I have nothing to do." Quan Zhilong said indifferently: "I'm not afraid of being photographed."

"Then what if it was actually photographed?"

"It was photographed." Quan Zhilong looked at her and said tentatively, "Open?"

Han Muzhao glanced at him: "Brother doesn't want to make it public?"

"It's different now. I used to be an idol, but now I'm an artist. I used to protect my fans, but now my fans are urging me to fall in love." He paused: "What's your idea?"

In fact, Han Muzhao never thought about making love affairs public at all. She took it very lightly. Falling in love is a matter between two people, and there is no need for everyone to know about it, but if it has to be made public, she doesn't mind.

"I don't care, it's okay to make it public or not to make it public."

If it was 13 years ago, Han Muzhao was still young and ignorant, and felt that an open relationship was a sense of security and security.

But now she knows that the sense of security is given by herself and has nothing to do with others.

Quan Zhilong raised his eyebrows in surprise, and glanced at her: "You really think so?"

Don't blame him for being supercilious, but she said the same thing when she was with sy before, but the longer the time together, the more sy's ambition can't be hidden, not only relying on him to get resources, but also hoping to rely on him to get resources The love affair between the two increases popularity and obtains greater benefits.

Han Muzhao nodded.

At this time the car also arrived at the hotel, Han Muzhao politely declined the driver's request to help with luggage, and Quan Zhilong quickly entered the hotel one after the other, and went directly to his room.

It's normal for lovers to share the same room, Han Muzhao is not shy, and after Quan Zhilong puts the suitcase away, he goes out with him to find a place to have dinner.

There is only one restaurant near this point that is still open. It is said to be a restaurant, but it is actually Qingba. The two sat in the corner and ordered a meal, then listened to the music quietly, while Quan Zhilong took his mobile phone to deal with work. matter.

Back at the hotel after dinner, Quan Zhilong took his pajamas to wash up. He obviously went in with a pajamas on, but when he came out he was wearing a pair of trousers, his hair was wet, his skin was white and glowing, and the dragon ball tattoo was still there. clearly.

I almost wrote down the little thoughts in my heart.

Han Muzhao coughed dryly, glanced at him and then at him again, their eyes met, and Quan Zhilong sat directly beside her, "What's wrong?"

As soon as he approached, Han Muzhao was very familiar with the scent of camellia shower gel. She moved her body, leaned towards Quan Zhilong, and suddenly turned her head to kiss him.

Quan Zhilong raised his eyebrows: "Go wash up."

Han Muzhao stood up slowly, took his pajamas and walked into the bathroom, humming a song.

Quan Zhilong couldn't sit still outside, he kept thinking wildly, but he was still calm on the surface, when he heard the sound of water in the bathroom stopped, he stood up from the sofa, and walked around the room nervously Walked around, waiting for Han Muzhao to come out.

Han Muzhao wiped his hair until it was half dry before coming out, standing in front of the dressing table and drying his long, still wet hair.

Quan Zhilong got out of bed, walked behind Han Muzhao and hugged her, resting his head on her shoulder. Han Muzhao was wearing a nightgown, and the distance between them was so close that even the air seemed to be full of small pink bubbles.

She finished applying the face cream calmly, and said what should be said.

"Brother, I'm on my period."

Quan Zhilong, who was kissing her, paused for a moment, and asked incredulously, "What did you say?"

Seeing his silly look, Han Muzhao couldn't hold back his laughter.

Quan Zhilong: "..."

He didn't let go of Han Muzhao, and raised his hand to pinch her earlobe: "On purpose?"

"That's not it." Han Muzhao said with a smile, "I just found out."

Quan Zhilong sighed, feeling nothing at all.

Something is wrong with him.

Han Muzhao was almost dying of laughter, he took the initiative to turn around and hug Quan Zhilong, and kissed his lips comfortingly: "Brother?"

Quan Zhilong also kissed her: "Go to bed early."

Han Muzhao couldn't stop laughing until he was lying down, it was really funny that Quan Zhilong's unlovable expression was so funny.

Quan Zhilong could only let her laugh, and then held her in his arms: "Go to bed early, do you have work tomorrow morning?"

"No." Han Muzhao closed his eyes: "I only work in the afternoon."

"En." Quan Zhilong turned off the light, Han Muzhao was still laughing, he sighed: "Good night."

-

In the morning, Han Muzhao was woken up by knocking on the door.

She turned over impatiently, Quan Zhilong opened his eyes, his eyes were bloodshot because he didn't sleep well, sat up and put on his clothes, looked at the door, it was Kim, and he opened the door.

Kim was stunned when he saw Quan Zhilong, and then said: "Where's Mumu?"

"Not up yet." Quan Zhilong's hair was messed up, and he closed the door after Kim came in: "What's wrong?"

"Bring her breakfast." Kim put the things on the table: "Tell her to eat, she is too busy these days, so she didn't eat well, and she still had a stomachache yesterday morning."

Quan Zhilong responded, and after Kim left, he returned to the bedroom, bent down, and gently touched Han Muzhao's face: "Mumu?"

"..."

"Get up and have breakfast baby." Quan Zhilong pinched her earlobe: "Sleep after eating."

Han Muzhao just opened her eyes and lost her temper. She impatiently slapped Quan Zhilong's hand and was about to turn over.

Quan Zhilong had no choice but to say lightly, "Baby? Be good and be obedient."

Han Muzhao opened his eyes, then sat up: "Brother, you are so annoying!"

Quan Zhilong took advantage of the situation and sat by the bed: "Did you still have a stomachache yesterday morning?"

Han Muzhao didn't speak, and after another minute or two, he slowly woke up and yawned: "Understood, let's get up now."

Afterwards, the two had breakfast together, and Han Muzhao couldn't fall asleep anymore, so he sat on the sofa and read a book.

Quan Zhilong was on the phone non-stop, and there were a lot of things to deal with at work.

After staying so quietly all morning, he had lunch in his room at noon, and then Quan Zhilong and Han Muzhao went to work together.

Karl was still surprised when he saw Quan Zhilong. After the two embraced and shook hands, Karl glanced back and forth between the two with a clear expression.

Quan Zhilong sat on the sidelines and accompanied Han Muzhao to work, without any impatience, and even took a lot of photos and videos after getting permission, but they were just records and could not be made public.

After work, Quan Zhilong took her to eat French food, and Kim was very winking and didn't act as a light bulb.

After dinner, Quan Zhilong was about to leave in the early morning.

This short get-together and vacation is over.

It was only then that Han Muzhao felt a little reluctant to part with him, he kept holding Quan Zhilong and never let go, even when he fell asleep.

Quan Zhilong had no choice but to hold the mobile phone in one hand and hold Han Muzhao in his arms with the other. After finishing the work, it was time to go to the airport, and the scheduled car was almost here.

He was careful not to wake up Han Muzhao, got out of bed, changed his clothes, bent down and kissed Han Muzhao's forehead, and left quietly.

When Han Muzhao woke up the next day, he was still depressed for a while.

-

They work separately in the two places, and because of the time difference, the two don't have much contact. Quan Zhilong is busy with work, trying to go to Paris to accompany Han Muzhao during Christmas.

But in the end, there was not even a day to spare. When Han Muzhao knew about it, he didn't show any disappointment. Quan Zhilong said aggrievedly, "Don't you miss me? Why don't you feel disappointed?"

In fact, Han Muzhao had already bought a plane ticket back to Seoul, and her work ended early, but in order to surprise Quan Zhilong, she kept silent, but said: "Brother, let's work hard!"

Quan Zhilong sighed, and talked with Han Muzhao for a while before ending the call.

Han Muzhao hung up the phone, called his little assistant to pack his luggage together, and then went out shopping with the staff, but after so long, he didn't have time to scan the goods.

Paris is the capital of fashion and synonymous with elegance. There are many famous designer stores here. She bought Christmas gifts for Quan Zhilong. They were all small fashion items, but they were all unique.

In order to give Quan Zhilong an accurate surprise, she also specifically asked about his itinerary on Christmas Day, and it turned out that he was at the company all day.

After Han Muzhao replied, he shut down the phone.

It was late at night when she returned to Seoul, Han Muzhao asked Kim to take her home, and she called Quan Zhilong as soon as she entered the house.

Quan Zhilong was still a little surprised, because Han Muzhao rarely took the initiative to call him: "Mumu?"

"Brother! Are you done?"

"Me?" Quan Zhilong slumped on the sofa as if he had no bones: "I just came home."

Han Mu Zhaowen walked towards the entrance again, picked up the gift bag, and said while pressing the elevator: "Today is a holiday, I am going to go out with the staff."

"Merry Christmas." Quan Zhilong said, "Sorry, I can't accompany you."

"Merry Christmas." Han Muzhao said while looking at the elevator going down, "Brother, do you have any presents you want? I'll buy them for you."

Quan Zhilong chuckled: "Yes, I want you to accompany me."

When the elevator reached the first floor, Han Muzhao took out the access card given to her by Quan Zhilong: "It's a pity that we didn't spend our first Christmas together."

Quan Zhilong sighed, and picked up Iye: "I will definitely spare time to accompany you next year's Christmas."

"En." Han Muzhao watched the elevator open: "Brother, open the door."

Quan Zhilong rubbed the cat's hand and paused: "Well? What did you say baby?"

"I said." On the other side of the phone was Han Muzhao's smiling voice: "I'm at your door, my brother will open the door for me."