sweet peach [entertainment circle]

Han Muzhao didn't know any of those models, and they were of a higher level than all the models present, and those who knew how to behave would smile and say hello to her, while one or two formed their own small group and ignored her.

It happens from time to time that models disrespect seniors.

Han Muzhao didn't care at all.

She and Quan Zhilong's friends are fairly familiar, sitting together talking and laughing, while Quan Zhilong is leaning on the sofa, with a cigarette between his fingers, and the other hand on the back of the sofa behind Han Muzhao, from time to time Open your mouth to say a word.

The game was already being played over there, and Han Muzhao listened to it. It was Truth or Dare, and the scale was very large.

While chatting, a female model who just gave Han Muzhao a face-off came over suddenly, flung her hair flirtatiously, and said, "I lost in the big adventure game, so I need to come and sit on gd's lap. She paused, then smiled and asked Han Muzhao: "It's just a game, don't you mind?"

Han Muzhao's face immediately turned cold, and Quan Zhilong beside him also frowned, and said directly: "Impossible."

Seeing the cold faces of the couple, the friend next to him hurriedly smoothed things over: "It's fine to drink a glass of wine if you lose. It's no big deal, go back!"

The female model said relentlessly, "Senior, don't you have such a measure? It's just a game."

Han Muzhao stood up and said, "This has nothing to do with measurement. Is it appropriate to say such things to a married man?"

The female model was about to speak, but Quan Zhilong stood up straight away, and said mercilessly, "Who brought this person? Are you so ruthless?"

A group of people rushed to smooth things over, but Han Muzhao didn't have a smile on his face: "Put away those dirty tricks, and find a mirror to see what you are like."

Quan Zhilong on the side had no intention of staying any longer, and left directly after talking to his friend.

Han Muzhao was still angry, she didn't say a word, but she didn't want Quan Zhilong to lead her, and walked in front alone in high heels, Quan Zhilong knew that she was angry, so he had to follow her temporarily, and only hugged her when he got home Han Muzhao's waist: "Still angry?"

"Brother, don't talk to me!" Han Muzhao lost his temper: "I don't want to talk to you!"

"Okay baby, is it worth it to be angry at a stranger?"

"Can I not be angry? I'm here this time, what about next time? Does my brother have a lot of people like this at every party?"

"It's a special situation this time, and I don't know." Quan Zhilong said helplessly, "Is it okay if I ask clearly before going to a meeting with my friends? I'm sorry, I made you unhappy."

Han Muzhao was still furious: "You're already married, yet there are so many people jumping on you, there's no bottom line at all!" She was angry and drank some wine, saying indiscriminately: "You're old and ugly! What's the point? of!"

Quan Zhilong: "..."

He felt that he had been hurt by mistake, but he still comforted her: "Don't be angry, it's all my fault, I'm not good? Eh?"

Han Muzhao didn't speak, went into the cloakroom and changed his pajamas, and his mind became calm. In fact, Quan Zhilong couldn't be blamed for this matter, he didn't take the initiative to provoke it, but the other party's mind was wrong, so it was really not right to lose his temper at Quan Zhilong .

She rarely made such unreasonable troubles, and she would never quarrel with Quan Zhilong because of this, but she just liked the feeling of Quan Zhilong coaxing her, so she deliberately pretended to be still angry, and walked out of the bathroom with her head down.

In the next second, he was hugged in his arms.

There was a faint smell of smoke on Quan Zhilong's body, which was not unpleasant. She buried her face in his arms and said nothing.

Quan Zhilong embraced her with one hand, and squeezed her earlobe with the other: "Are you still unhappy?"

Han Muzhao didn't speak.

Quan Zhilong sighed: "Then how can you be happy? Well? Let me dance a girl group dance for you?"

Thinking of that scene, Han Muzhao couldn't help but laughed.

Quan Zhilong also laughed, knowing that she was no longer angry: "In the future, I will try my best to attend this kind of gathering with friends as little as possible. If I have to attend, I will definitely bring you with me. It's okay not to attend today's gathering. I apologize to you!"

"There's no need to apologize." Han Muzhao buried his head in his chest: "It's not your fault, but I just want to lose my temper. I don't know why, but it's very annoying."

Quan Zhilong thought for a while: "Are you about to have your period?"

"En." Han Muzhao replied, "No wonder I've been very upset during this period of time. I really want to lose my temper and I don't want to work. I don't know how to be comfortable."

Quan Zhilong led her slowly towards the bed: "Annoyance is normal, you can lose your temper at me if you are unhappy, but you still have to finish the work well. The air ticket to Switzerland has been booked, we can stay in Switzerland for three days together Are you looking forward to traveling?"

Han Muzhao sat by the bed, looked up at Quan Zhilong standing in front of him, and said with a smile on his eyes, "I look forward to it!"

Quan Zhilong raised his hand and touched her head: "I'm going to smoke a cigarette and wash up."

Han Muzhao nodded, and sat cross-legged on the bed playing with her mobile phone. Several messages were sent to her by Quan Zhilong's friends who had a party tonight, and they were meant to apologize.

After patiently replying one by one, Han Mu Zhaosi thought about it, and took the initiative to show his affection on ins rarely.

The photo was taken by her. The two of them were wearing a large and a small Hetian jade ring given by Han Mu. Because of the flashlight, the Hetian jade appeared to be of better quality, and the platinum ring was also shining. The two hands were tightly held together. The background is Quan Zhilong's car.

Han Mu Zhaoben is not a person who likes to show affection. There is no need to let everyone know about the life of the two of them, but there are too many people who are careful and thoughtful. Why do they think they can successfully pry the corner of the wall?

After Quan Zhilong came back from washing, he took her into his arms and kissed her, and then saw Han Muzhao's ins, he chuckled lightly, and liked this ins.

Han Muzhao was still a little concerned: "Why are there so many girls around my brother?"

Quan Zhilong threw the phone aside: "Don't you have a lot of suitors? Eh? Didn't someone ask you for your contact information during the shooting in the morning?"

"That's all work! It's not the same as my brother's nature!" She said, "And I didn't give you the contact information in the end?"

Quan Zhilong snorted: "I know this. Last time a male model sent you a message in the middle of the night, asking if it's true that you're married? En?"

Speaking of this matter, Han Muzhao was really wronged. When they received the news, the two were taking a halftime break. Quan Zhilong was holding her mobile phone to check the itinerary sent by Kim, and a message popped up on the notification bar.

Quan Zhilong raised his eyebrows and asked Han Muzhao, "Who is Mark?"

Han Muzhao was standing in front of the mirror and applying lip balm: "What's wrong with the model I worked with a long time ago?"

"At three o'clock in the morning, I suddenly sent you a message asking if the matter of your marriage is true." Quan Zhilong put down the phone: "Did I send you any messages before?"

Han Muzhao sat back on the bed, tilted his head and thought for a while: "When the cooperation just ended, he always contacted me, but I didn't have that kind of interest in him, so it gradually faded away."

"Oh~" Quan Zhilong nodded: "Is it because the former suitor still misses you?"

"What!" Han Muzhao raised his hand and patted Quan Zhilong's dragon ball tattoo: "How long ago?"

Han Muzhao picked up the phone, Quan Zhilong sat up straight: "How do you reply?"

"It's true, why not?"

Quan Zhilong bent one leg and propped his head on his elbow: "Finished the reply?"

Han Muzhao nodded, Quan Zhilong: "Then shall we continue?"

This continued, Han Muzhao didn't sleep well all night, and was bullied miserably.

It's terrible for old men to be jealous!

Recalling this, Han Muzhao glared at him again, and he smiled and leaned forward to kiss her again: "Go to bed early baby, don't you still have work tomorrow?"

Han Muzhao leaned his head on Quan Zhilong's shoulder: "I shouldn't lose my temper with my brother today."

"Why are you talking about it again?" Quan Zhilong hugged her shoulders: "Don't tell me, if you want to lose your temper at me, I won't be angry. You are my baby, if we have children , just two babies, one big and one small."

"My child." Han Muzhao said longingly, "Will we have a son or a daughter in the future?"

"Hello, daughter." Quan Zhilong said: "My daughter can act like a baby, Qiu Xiaoai knows, right? She is really cute and likes to act like a baby. As long as she smiles, it will make people feel good!"

"Daughter? It is said that a daughter is like a father, so the shape of her face is up to you! Everything else is up to me!"

Although the two had no plans to have children, they talked for a long time about children. Quan Zhilong respected her and never put pressure on her.

Isn’t married life about understanding and supporting each other?

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Days passed, and before leaving for Switzerland, Quan Zhilong was not too busy, and had been working with Han Muzhao all the time.

This day was no exception, I got up early with Han Muzhao to shoot posters.

Before the car arrived, the little assistant said in surprise: "Sister! Check Twitter!"

Han Muzhao opened his eyes: "What's wrong?"

The little assistant frowned, pointed at the phone with hesitation, and hesitated for a while: "You can see for yourself, sister."

Han Muzhao took out his mobile phone, and Quan Zhilong beside him was catching up on his sleep, so he didn't notice it at all.

As soon as I opened Twitter, there was a piece of news: gd cheated on a female model, and behaved intimately outside the studio.

This photo looks like it was taken from an angle, as if they were kissing.

Not long after the news came out, Kim answered several calls from the brand. Quan Zhilong was also woken up, opened his eyes and yawned: "What's wrong?"

"Brother caused trouble." Han Muzhao said, "Fix it yourself."

Quan Zhilong took the phone and looked at it, and frowned directly: "I knew it was right to guard against her!"

l It is normal for the watch staff to call and inquire. Kim had no choice but to patiently explain: the news is fake, and the angle of the candid photo was too coincidental, so there would be an illusion of kissing, but it was not.

All prosperity, all losses, if there is any news about Han Muzhao's generation, it will also have an impact on the brand side.

After hanging up the phone, Kim said, "Is the backup I gave you last time still there?"

"Yes." Quan Zhilong called the agent directly: "Let me clarify, bro, you just need to handle Mumu's affairs properly."

After making the phone call, the filming location also arrived. YG said that it was enough to explain, but Quan Zhilong uncharacteristically wanted to hold the responsibility of the rumormongers and sneak photographers.

He was alone before, even if he was rumored and attacked by black fans, he had a clear conscience, so he didn't need to explain to the public, and it wouldn't bother him, even if he was attacked by black fans, he wouldn't care.

But it's different now, since he got married to Han Muzhao, he only knows what "responsibility" is. He wants to protect Han Muzhao and his family, and prevent them from being attacked and hurt by gossip and keyboard warriors.