[Quick Transmigration] Reverse strategy

I heard that the function of the house is to record variety shows, and the owner gave a minimum price.

Pei Youli wrote it down, and took Quan Min to look around at other B&Bs.

"Does the girl and her boyfriend stay in a hotel? There is a hotel over there, and the environment is good." A homestay owner enthusiastically gave advice.

Quan Min was looking forward to it, but he didn't dare to say anything.

"Thank you." Pei Youli replied with a smile, with no abnormal expression on her face.

"It's so late."

"..."

"Hey, I'm a little tired after driving all day."

"..."

Quan Min said a few words to himself, but Pei Youli didn't say anything.

She sat in the co-pilot and didn't know what to click on the phone.

Thinking that he still had to go back to Seoul, Kwon Min finally gave up, put on his seat belt and was ready to go.

"The target xx hotel is continuing to navigate for you."

The mechanical female voice came to his ears, and Quan Min turned his head to look at Pei Youli.

"Wife?"

"Don't want to live here? Let's go back to Seoul—"

He immediately started the car and followed the direction specified by the navigation.

Pei Youli raised her lips slightly.

If deciding to live in Gyeongju was the first surprise, then knowing that she only booked one room online was the second surprise.

When taking the elevator upstairs, countless scenes flashed alternately in Quan Min's mind.

The sweet taste of kissing Pei Youli, the soft expression on her being pressed under her body, and the touch that only he can feel...

Quan Min cleared his throat, and the roots of his ears were stained red.

However, when he entered the house, he realized that the facts were completely different from what he thought.

Pei Youli booked a twin room.

Quan Min: ...

His instantly frustrated expression made her unable to hold back, and she laughed out loud.

"What's wrong? Is the environment bad?"

The hotel is a star-rated hotel, and the house is very tidy. It can be said that the windows are bright and clean.

"Why is it a twin room?" Quan Min sadly checked to see if there was a camera.

Artists have special identities, so we should pay more attention to everything.

Pei Youli changed her slippers: "What kind of room can it be if it's not a twin room?"

"of course……"

King bed room.

In the middle of speaking, Quan Min got up and rubbed against Pei Youli, wrapping his arms around her waist.

"Let's change rooms? Huh?"

"No, this is fine."

"Wife..."

Pei Youli was dragged from the end of the bed to the head of the bed by Quan Min, and his jacket kept going up due to his strength.

"ah!"

"Uh-huh……"

Pei Youli felt that the whining rapper in front of her might not be the same person who performed on the mentor's performance stage back then.

While thinking wildly, the fingers lingering around her waist slowly moved upwards.

"Get up, I have to work!"

"Will PD Luo give you overtime pay?"

"Here."

"..."

Unable to get the answer he wanted, Quan Min simply continued to play tricks.

A wet kiss came down from Pei Youli's eyebrows, and he even bit her chin lightly.

"The doctor said it's not good to keep holding back."

"Well, you didn't hold back either."

"...I'm not talking about holding back that kind of holding back."

"Then what kind of hold are you talking about?"

This kind of argument can't be explained, so Kwon Min decided to teach by himself.

Their breaths were entangled, and her fingers were inserted into his short hair.

Quan Min's movements were interrupted by Pei Youli's cell phone ringing.

He paused, wanting to continue regardless.

The girl under him has already reached out for the phone.

The caller ID read: Mr. Luo.

Pei Youli quickly pushed Quan Min away, sat up around the quilt, and booed him.

"..."

Quan Min could only lean against the head of the bed, while secretly touching her skin with his hand, while hoping that the phone call would end quickly.

"I've taken all the photos, and I'll sort them out and send them to you."

"Uh-huh."

"About...three ten minutes?"

"Okay, teacher."

After hanging up the phone, Pei Youli clutched her chest, and put on the shirt he had taken off nearby.

"There is something, wait for a while."

She found the computer and turned it on, passing the file.

The shirt was very big, and Pei Youli didn't button it up much, everything appeared and disappeared, which was very attractive.

Quan Min stared at the figure reflected on the black screen TV for a long while before starting to get dressed.

"I'm going out to buy food."

"Well, I want something spicy."

"understood."

Sensing Quan Min's displeasure, Pei Youli looked up at him and said nothing.

After going out, Quan Min lit a cigarette.

A little bit is okay, but too strong a smell of smoke, she will cough.

When she came back, Pei Youli hadn't finished her work yet.

Quan Min watched the TV series boredly at the side for a while, and then she turned off the computer.

Seeing Pei Youli's movements, he quickly retracted his gaze and stared at the phone screen pretending not to care.

She lifted the quilt covering him, but Quan Min didn't respond;

She hugged his waist, Quan Min didn't respond;

She forcibly took his phone away, but Quan Min still didn't respond.

but--

"Do you want to take a shower together?"

This sentence finally made Quan Min respond.

He immediately held the back of her head and kissed her forcefully and fiercely.

In the bathroom a few minutes later, my slender fingers gripped the edge of the sink tightly, and the fingertips were faintly white due to too much force.

Two figures were vaguely reflected in the misty mirror, Quan Min comforted Pei Youli's neck from behind, and brushed away the wet hair sticking to the side of her face.

Did I let him hold it in for too long?

How can a person who is usually restrained... be so presumptuous today.

The next day, Kwon Min's manager was called from Seoul to Gyeongju by him.

"Help me buy a set of women's clothing and a set of men's clothing. You know my size. The size of the women's clothing is..."

"No? You went out to mess around with Lizhi on your back?"

As soon as the words finished, the manager heard Pei Youli's low laughter coming from the other end of the phone.

"Do you hang out a lot?"

"of course not."

"Then why did he say that?"

"You have to believe me."

The agent hung up the phone with a "snap".

Really, what evil did he do in his previous life?

Not only to be shown affection by these two people, but also to help buy clothes.

Just think about how happy someone was last night.

The manager cursed and got up from the bed where he was alone, washed up and went out, ready to "rescue" his wronged artist.

Luo Yingxi held a meeting with all the staff, combined Pei Youli's opinions with other people's opinions, and drew up the final plan.

"Ginger Canteen" is set in Gyeongju.

With the exact location in hand, it's time to determine the restaurant menu.

During the process of discussion, the feature film of "King's Kitchen" was to be included. Taking advantage of the opportunity of Pyo Ji-hoon moving to a new house, Na Ying-seok invited the members together.

Yin Zhiyuan walked in empty-handed: "I don't know what to buy, so I didn't buy anything."

The tone was slightly guilty, which made Piao Zhixun dumbfounded.

After a while, an even more exaggerated An Zaixian came: "Whose house is this?"

Pyo Ji-hoon:? ? ?

Luo Yingxi laughed and said, "Don't you know that today is the housewarming party?"

An Zaixian was still confused: "Huh? Housewarming? I thought I was going to a rib shop."

Piao Zhixun smiled helplessly.

Ahn Jae Hyun sat on the sofa: "I recently opened a jewelry store."

Yin Zhiyuan smiled at fifty steps: "Then why didn't you bring some as gifts?"

Ahn Jae Hyun said truthfully: "I only sell it in Japan."

Pyo Ji-hoon:? ? ?

"I asked you to give it to us, not to ask you to sell it to us," Yin Zhiyuan couldn't help laughing, "and gold will be worthless in the future."

The first half of the sentence is quite correct, what the hell is the second half of the sentence.

Piao Zhixun fell into confusion again.

Ahn Jae-hyun: "Why?"

Yin Zhiyuan explained patiently: "Look, the cash is slowly disappearing now."

Piao Zhixun still did not understand the relationship between the two.

His expression successfully amused Pei Youli.

She found out that the brain circuits of Yin Zhiyuan and An Zaixian deviated from the normal track to varying degrees.

In the end, only Song Jeong-ho brought Pyo Ji-hoon a housewarming gift.

He cut his hair short and walked in from the hallway carrying a painting, looking more and more like a potato.

"Why is it so small..." Piao Zhixun looked at the painting Song Zinghao was holding with feigned distaste.

"Small?" Song Binghao choked speechlessly.

"I left such a big space for you," Piao Zhixun pointed to the front wall of the living room, "I thought your paintings could fill it up."

Pei Youli looked back, there was indeed a lot of blank space.

Song Haohao was also looking at the wall, and when he retracted his gaze, he stayed on her for a second: "This is my favorite painting."

Piao Zhixun replied while dismantling it: "So, so what if you like it?"

Song Binghao: ...he is really his good brother.

Although on the surface, he was pissed off, but in fact, Pyo Ji-hoon liked his gift very much.

Lovely paintings are hung directly on the wall.

"Has Mino ever learned how to draw? He is really good at drawing." Pei Youli stood up and touched her gently, slightly envious.

"Do you want it?" Song Haohao tentatively said, "I can give you one too."

Pei Youli looked back at him: "Will it be too much trouble for you?"

"It's okay," Song Haohao looked around, "Some PD brothers and sisters have also received paintings from me."

"Then... trouble you!" Pei Youli smiled.

"What theme do you want?"

"Anything is fine, as long as it is drawn by you, it should be good."

Her compliment was a little polite, but somehow made his cheeks heat up.

Song Xinghao sat cross-legged on the floor beside the coffee table, and looked up at Pei Youli.

Was there any subject that interested him more than her?

Otherwise, just draw her.

Thinking so, Jiang Hudong and Li Xiugen also arrived one after another.

Piao Zhixun ordered some takeaways such as noodles with fried sauce and pork buns, and several people gathered together to eat while discussing what dishes Jiang Restaurant should sell.

"Tonkatsu made in the first season."

"This time we're selling younger food."

"Inexpensive, easy to eat food?"

"Well, I hope the method of making it can be very simple."

"How about snacks? Noodles and fried rice cakes?"

"sounds good."

……

Everyone hit it off, and the more they chatted, the more fun they had. Before they were ready to record, they went to learn cooking methods from well-known chefs.

Pei Youli sat among her colleagues, trying not to glance at the food on the table.

Teacher Luo's team is indeed very happy and happy, but every time I look at the food like this, it is also very tormented.

Pei Youli bit the candy in her mouth.

Hang in there, she's a mature pd now!