The daily life of the popular celebrity ex

Zhu Jun organized his words and told Zhou Lan the matter. Zhou Lan's face was ugly. He put his hands on his shoulders. After a while, he said, "Did you not plan to tell me about this in the first place?" .”

"I really didn't want to worry you at first, but after thinking about it, it's always inappropriate for me to meet my ex-boyfriend alone, so I want to meet with you..."

"Does An Rui know about my photo?" Zhou Lan interrupted Zhu Jun, he took a few deep breaths, trying to ease his emotions, "Then do you want me to see him?"

"He doesn't know, I didn't say, it's your freedom to see him or not."

"Will he not know what his fans are doing?" Zhou Lan rubbed her fingers on his shoulders, showing the restlessness of the master, "To be honest, I don't want to go."

"Then don't..."

"I'm going, otherwise I'll always think about what will happen after you meet him at home."

"..." Zhu Jun sighed lightly, stretched out his hand to hug Zhou Lan into his arms, and patted his back, "I don't like him at all, don't worry, we'll go together tomorrow night, and let's go over there Took a few photos and drove back.”

"Okay." Zhou Lan rested on Zhu Jun's shoulder, but her voice was choked up, "I'm not worried."

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Zhu Jun bought two boxes of gifts through courier in the same city. I didn’t choose them too carefully. One box of high-end fruits and one box of top-quality sea cucumbers. A question from him: "Did you buy him a gift?"

Zhu Jun said calmly: "In the final analysis, I still need to ask him, and I have to bring two boxes of gifts."

"It was caused by his fans..."

"He doesn't know."

"That's just what he said..."

"...I don't take him as my own, so I buy gifts. Do you agree with this explanation?"

Looking at Zhou Lan's bewildered face, Zhu Jun thought to himself that he was still too young to understand the world, and it was normal not to understand, and then he heard Zhou Lan say.

"Can I not give him a gift?"

"How about I transfer the money to you and you choose for him?"

"Can't I not give it away?" Zhou Lan's tone rose, obviously on the verge of losing control of her emotions.

"Okay, then I won't give it away." Zhu Jun casually threw the two gift boxes aside. He walked around Zhou Lan and sat on the sofa, unscrewed a bottle of Perrier water, and drank most of it.

Zhou Lan also sat opposite Zhu Jun, with a bit of annoyance on his face, he said softly, "Sorry, I shouldn't have lost my temper with you."

"It's not an important thing. If you don't like to give it away, we won't give it away. Let's not quarrel or get angry. This is the most important thing."

"That's right, that's the most important thing."

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The gift is no longer given, but I still have to go out. Zhu Jun booked an online car-hailing car, and Zhou Lan asked coldly, "Can't you drive alone?"

"I'm not very good at driving. The villa where An Rui lives is too far away from us. It's more convenient to book a car."

"I don't seem to have seen you drive much. Do you really have a psychological shadow?"

"No, I drove to the bookstore before, I just don't like driving it very much."

"Oh."

The two of them chatted casually for a few words, and got into the car again. Zhou Lan was dressed very formally, even with light men's makeup on her face. Zhu Jun was still the same as usual, and she was still wearing the clothes she was used to. Before going out, she wanted to I washed my hair, but was persuaded by Zhou Lan and told him to come back and wash it again.

After driving for an hour, Zhu Jun was drowsy and fell asleep in the car without knowing it. After waking up, he rubbed his sore neck and turned his head to find that Zhou Lan was touching up her makeup.

"Why did you put on makeup today..."

"I want to look better."

"Oh."

Zhu Jun stared at Zhou Lan's face for a while, and to be honest, he didn't see any difference between no makeup and no makeup. Zhou Lan's appearance is naturally good-looking, but Zhu Jun likes Zhou Lan, and the appearance factor is still small.

The car stopped. Because it was a foreign vehicle, the security guard needed to check the information of the guest visiting the owner of the property. It was not complicated. All he needed was the owner's name, house number and a string of passwords inside the property.

Zhu Jun didn't need to ask An Rui, and directly reported the relevant information. The security guard saluted them and let them go.

Zhou Lan glanced at Zhu Jun, Zhu Jun asked: "What's wrong?"

Zhou Lan shook her head.

The car made several turns along the signs and stopped in front of a villa. When they got out of the car, Zhou Lan took a look and said, "This yard really looks like ours."

"Is there? It might be from a development company." Zhu Jun made a haha, reached out and pressed the doorbell. After waiting for a while, the door opened from the inside. An Rui was wearing thick plush pajamas, wearing cotton Putting on some slippers, he walked out of the door.

There is a small path from the door to the courtyard door, An Rui walked uncomfortably, Zhu Jun stared at him subconsciously.

An Ruisu is facing the sky, his hair is even a little messy, his pajamas are thick, and there are cartoon patterns printed on it - Zhu Junyue looks more and more familiar, and then realizes that it is the Q picture he personally drew for An Rui in the fan circle. .

Thinking of this Q picture, he also remembered this set of pajamas - that year when An Rui celebrated his birthday, fans wanted to raise money to buy gifts for him, and a group of fans came up with the idea of ​​selling clothes to make money. At that time, he had to authorize , he asked about the cost and the number of sets, and nodded in agreement.

A set of pajamas costs 50 yuan, sells for 99, and also includes free shipping. This is considered a "conscience price" in the fan circle back then. Fans bought 45 sets, deducting miscellaneous costs, and earned a total of 45. The daily price of ordinary big screens in non-first-tier cities is several thousand yuan, and the big screens in the core areas of first-tier cities are not much, 100 yuan, which is enough for Anrui’s [-] yuan big screen, and he celebrates his happy birthday happily.

At that time, Zhu Jun’s hands were slow, he didn’t take a picture of a set of pajamas, he didn’t have the real thing, and his memory of this incident was also blurred——Zhu Jun didn’t remember this incident until An Rui came out wearing it today.

It turned out that Anrui also knew about this, and it turned out that Anrui also had such a fan-made peripheral.

Zhu Jun came back to his senses, An Rui had already walked in front of them, through the fence of the door, An Rui met his eyes, then looked away at Zhou Lan in the next second, he laughed, Said: "Is Zhu Jun's boyfriend? Nice to meet you."

"Nice to meet you too," Zhou Lan said for a moment like a little beast being hit, "I'm Zhou Lan."

"Hi Zhou Lan, let me open the door first."

An Rui pasted the sensor panel with the access control, opened the door inward, took a step back, and said, "Come in."

Zhu Jun took a look at Zhou Lan, and went in bravely. Zhou Lan followed behind him, walked a few steps, stepped forward again, and grabbed Zhu Jun's hand.

An Rui has always played the role of a guide. After walking a few steps, he looked back. Seeing this scene, the smile on his face did not change at all.