sweet peach [entertainment circle]

"baby?"

Quan Zhilong squatted halfway in front of the sofa, his coat was casually placed on one side of the sofa, with a scarf around his neck, and his hat was still on. He raised his hand and lightly touched Han Muzhao's forehead: "Get up, go take a shower." Take a shower and go back to the bedroom to sleep."

Han Muzhao childishly rubbed his eyes with both hands, opened his eyes and yawned again, bringing out a smell of alcohol, his cheeks were still flushed: "Brother?"

Quan Zhilong touched her forehead: "Why did you fall asleep here? Go wash your baby, and go back to bed to sleep after washing."

When Han Muzhao just woke up, he didn't feel alienated and cold. He put his arms around Quan Zhilong's neck like a little girl, and said softly, "I'm waiting for my brother to come back."

Quan Zhilong chuckled, "I'm back."

Only then did Han Muzhao stand up, and after stretching her waist, her senses gradually returned. She suddenly felt a little embarrassed about the coquettishness just now.

After taking a quick shower, Han Muzhao's drunkenness had dissipated a lot. After coming out, he dried his long hair, then lay down on the bed, brushed Instagram, and selected a few photos of the three of them to send.

Quan Zhilong also came out of the bathroom.

He leaned directly beside Han Muzhao: "What are you doing?"

"I just posted a few photos on ins." Han Muzhao fiddled with his phone: "I just posted a few photos and got a lot of likes. Now I also have fans!"

Quan Zhilong chuckled, and leaned his head on Han Muzhao's shoulder: "Yes, our Mumu is really amazing, I want you to take care of me more in the future."

Although I know that this is a joke, Quan Zhilong has fans all over the world, and he is a veritable Hallyu emperor, so how could he need her to take care of him.

But she just had fun.

The two laughed and quarreled for a while, before Quan Zhilong asked: "Is there any schedule after the holiday?"

"Yes, I'm going abroad to attend an event in Milan."

"Going abroad again?" Quan Zhilong said slightly dissatisfied: "Why do you have so many trips abroad?"

Han Muzhao glanced at him: "Isn't my brother also often going abroad?"

"This is different." Quan Zhilong leaned on her shoulder again: "You should be tired of being together during the period of passionate love."

Han Muzhao did not say that he was not like this when he was in a relationship before. You can’t always mention things in the past. What a wise man should do.

"I also want to be with my brother all the time, but I can't, we all have to work."

Quan Zhilong sighed after hearing the words: "Yes, we all have to work, and I will be busy soon."

"Once my brother is about to go on tour, he won't stay in China for at least half a year, and there will be even fewer meetings."

"We can fly to each other's cities when we are not working, can't we?" Quan Zhilong kissed her side face: "If you feel tired, I will fly."

"Brother must be very tired too." Han Muzhao said, "Sometimes when I look at it, I feel that brother is very tired. How do you carry so much burden on you?"

"Me." Quan Zhilong sat up straight, held Han Muzhao in his arms, bent one leg, and put the other hand on his knee: "I'm used to it."

Han Muzhao looked at Quan Zhilong's profile: "A habit?"

"Yes, I'm used to it." Quan Zhilong wanted to smoke a little, but thought that this was Han Muzhao's house, so he didn't smoke in the end, but said: "Now I don't care about those messy things, just do my own things, I don't care about other people's opinions, this is the best way to deal with it at present."

Han Muzhao somewhat understands Quan Zhilong's feelings, because she is also like this. Since becoming famous, she has been scolded, attacked, and cyber-bullyed. If she cared, she would have been depressed long ago.

Don't care, those malice will not hurt her.

After that, neither of them spoke, Quan Zhilong was dealing with work matters, while Han Muzhao was frantically shopping on shopping websites.

She knew that Quan Zhilong was addicted to smoking, and she didn't even have an ashtray at home, and looked at other messy things, and she bought them for more than 100 million h yuan.

After shopping, she was about to put down her phone and go to sleep, but Quan Zhilong was still looking at her phone, so she asked softly, "Brother, isn't he going to sleep?"

"Me?" Quan Zhilong looked at the time: "I'm not sleepy yet, you go to bed first."

"What time is it and you are still not sleepy, are you insomnia again?"

Quan Zhilong chuckled: "Don't worry about me baby, you sleep first, I'll go to the small balcony to smoke a cigarette."

"Put on thick clothes, bro! It's cold outside!"

Quan Zhilong turned over and got out of bed: "Got it, go to sleep."

Han Muzhao turned on his phone again and bought a set of thick pajamas for Quan Zhilong.

Then put down the phone and go to sleep.

When Quan Zhilong came back, Han Muzhao was already in a deep sleep, lying on his side and curled up, one side of his cheek was puffed up, his mouth was slightly opened, and his sleeping posture was very obedient.

Quan Zhilong took off his coat and waited for a minute before returning to the warm bed. Then he turned off the light, but he couldn't sleep. He could only close his eyes and think about work.

He didn't know what time he fell asleep.

When he woke up, the bedroom was very dark. The curtains in Han Muzhao's house were thick blackout curtains, so he didn't know what time it was.

Quan Zhilong yawned, there was no one around him, he picked up his phone and looked at it, it was only eight o'clock in the morning.

He probably slept less than four hours, but didn't want to sleep anymore.

Stepping on slippers and walking out of the bedroom, there was a sound from the kitchen, it was Han Muzhao who was making breakfast.

Hearing the voice, Han Muzhao turned his head and said, "Brother is up? Just wait for breakfast!"

"I don't have the habit of eating breakfast." Quan Zhilong stood in front of Nakajima's kitchen: "I can't eat it."

"Eat a little bit." Han Muzhao said patiently: "Even if you eat a fried egg and half a cup of milk."

Quan Zhilong is an adult, never self-willed, knowing that Han Muzhao is doing it for his own good, he went to wash up after getting off, changed his clothes, and then sat at the dining table to have breakfast with her.

After breakfast, the two stood in front of the entrance and hugged each other. Quan Zhilong pinched her earlobe: "I'll be very busy next time, so I won't be coming back. Be good yourself."

Han Muzhao nodded and kissed his lips: "Brother, work hard! Looking forward to your concert and new album!"

Quan Zhilong kissed her back with a smile: "I'm leaving, the manager brother is going to go crazy waiting."

Han Muzhao watched him walk into the elevator, and then closed the door and returned home. She also had to start preparing for various tasks at the beginning of the year.

-

On the day of departure to Milan, the weather was gloomy and the plane bumped all the way. Han Muzhao didn't sleep well. When he arrived in Milan, he was so sleepy due to jet lag that he couldn't keep his eyes open.

But she doesn't have any time to rest, and she has to start working non-stop immediately. This time, her work in Milan is a platform event for a brand guest. This is a local brand in Milan. Compared with the popular luxury goods like the C brand, this brand All that needs to be customized.

This time, Han Muzhao wore a tailor-made dress that was unique in the world, fully showing the advantages of her figure.

After the press conference, she also went to shoot a group of posters. The aesthetics of foreigners is different from the aesthetics of domestic people, and the things to be shown in the pictorials are also different. Han Muzhao grasped the speed very well, and the work ended smoothly.

She just returned to the hotel to take a good rest. Before the jet lag was reversed, she was about to fly to Paris to participate in the upcoming new product show of C brand.

Han Muzhao felt overwhelmed. When he first arrived in Paris, he felt that he had a fever and a cough, and his condition was extremely poor.

The day after tomorrow is Daxiu, so Kim had no choice but to take Han Muzhao to the hospital for emergency treatment.

Lying on the hospital bed, Han Muzhao still had an ice pack on his head, and he was on the phone with Quan Zhilong with a headset.

"How could you be sick?" Quan Zhilong was worried: "Is it not acceptable to fly?"

"I don't know, I have a fever when I'm fine." Han Muzhao said pitifully, "I've never had this before, it's so uncomfortable."

Quan Zhilong sighed: "Why don't you know how to take care of yourself? I won't arrive until tomorrow night."

"It's already being infused, and it will be much better after the infusion. Don't worry, brother."

They chatted for a long time, and did not hang up the phone until Han Muzhao finished hanging up the water. She didn't know what was wrong, and she was very fragile in her heart, thinking of Quan Zhilong inexplicably.

She was not hypocritical, and directly sent a message to Quan Zhilong: I miss my brother.

It was still late at night at Quan Zhilong's side, and when he saw the message, he immediately replied: I miss you too, baby, take a good rest, and see you tomorrow night.

This time he was invited to the press conference because Karl already knew about the relationship between the two. In order to create some romance for the two, he deliberately booked the two rooms together, and also specially arranged a honeymoon suite on the top floor.

Not only is everything double, but even the bedroom has something unusual about it.

For example, the recliner next to the bed seems to be a normal recliner, but if you look closely, you will find that this recliner is different from ordinary recliners, not to mention the deep red color, and there are even leather bracelets on the armrests.

There is also a large round bathtub opposite the big bed in the bedroom.There is no shelter at the entrance facing the bed, and the bathtub is only surrounded by semi-circular frosted glass.

Han Muzhao was very helpless about this suite, but because it was specially arranged by Karl, it was hard to say anything, so she stayed like this.

Kim glanced at her knowingly, then shook his head: "Young man, tsk tsk."

Han Muzhao: "..."

The assistant's face turned red.

Han Muzhao's fever has subsided at this time, and his condition has improved a lot, but Kim still doesn't let her go out for dinner, but brings her back to eat. She didn't have enough sleep, and after eating, she forced herself to do a set of yoga exercises. before going to bed.

-

It was already late at night when Quan Zhilong arrived in Paris, and it was past one o'clock in the morning when he rushed all the way to the hotel, and Han Muzhao was still waiting for him.

The two hugged at the door of the room, and then Quan Zhilong dragged the suitcase and walked towards the bedroom, followed by the manager.

Han Muzhao felt that the expressions of the two of them entering the bedroom would be wonderful, but he was afraid of being looked at strangely by the manager, so he didn't go in in the living room.

At this time, Quan Zhilong and his manager looked at each other, seeing the ridicule in his manager's eyes, he felt helpless.

The two quickly packed their luggage, and the manager left immediately. Han Muzhao got up and walked into the bedroom: "Brother, Karl specially arranged this, are you satisfied?"

Quan Zhilong embraced him in his arms: "I'm so satisfied." He stared at the bathtub and said, "I like this place very much, this recliner is also good, you can put your..."

"Shut up!" Han Muzhao said, "Go wash up!"

Quan Zhilong laughed, kissed her and went to wash up.

Both of them were very tired, Quan Zhilong didn't think about what to do, he hugged him and fell asleep when he came out.