[Korean Entertainment] Love Master
Chapter 145 145
"Why kiss me all of a sudden?" Song Xiyuan asked.
"Because I want to kiss you." Quan Zhilong replied.
He covered her head with his hand, stroked her hair, rubbed her face down, and finally stopped by her ear, pinching her earlobe.
He smiled and asked her: "You just wanted to say, so what?"
"So..." Song Xiyuan glared at him, how could he interrupt her at such an important moment of drawing conclusions!
She couldn't remember it for a while.
"So..." She thought for a while before answering him, "People who love each other should be more honest when they are together, and you should tell each other what you think in your heart. I hate the TV series that cannot be together because of misunderstandings. The drama is over."
Quan Zhilong smiled and said: "But without conflicts, there is no way to attract the audience. Without misunderstandings, how can the screenwriters write so many episodes?"
"The protagonist should have the position of the protagonist. Do you want to live for the audience?"
"Well, you're right," he said fondly of her earlobe, "I used to be a little jealous of Brother Zhong, but now it's gone."
This is his moment of candor.
"What would it be like to be with you," he looked into her eyes, "I also wanted to try it a long time ago... Sorry, I was too worried at first."
"Well," Song Xiyuan laughed, "I forgive you."
Quan Zhilong patted her head again before restarting the car.
"But brother, what is your schedule tomorrow?" She continued the topic just now and asked, "Is it still practice?"
"No... We have a shooting plan tomorrow."
"Shooting plan? What to shoot?" Song Xiyuan was curious, "Isn't the MV already filmed?"
"It's not a MV," Quan Zhilong explained, "it's a short video for a concert, the kind that's made for fun."
"Ah, yeah, it should be interesting..."
"Interesting..." Quan Zhilong said with a smile, "I didn't find it interesting when I was filming."
"It would be great if I could go and watch." Song Xiyuan said expectantly.
I really want to see what Zhilong looks like when he is filming.
But because of the role, Quan Zhilong didn't really want her to watch.
"Didn't we have to stay in Beijing for two days? We just happened to be filming for two days... let's watch it at the concert then."
"Hmm." Song Xiyuan tilted his head and asked him, "Can I go to all three concerts this time?"
Quan Zhilong grinned to his ears: "Besides that, let's even come to the rehearsal."
Song Xiyuan stuck out his tongue: "Just kidding, if I keep going, everyone will bother me."
"No," Quan Zhilong said, "Look at today, everyone likes you very much, which makes me a little jealous."
"Are you jealous?" Song Xiyuan laughed, "This feeling should be maintained."
Quan Zhilong glanced at her with a smile: "Do you want me to be jealous?"
"Because jealousy is an expression of love."
"Just one of the performances, there are many others."
"E.g?"
"You'll know later." He replied meaningfully.
Hints are scarier than saying anything.
Song Xiyuan silently replenished his brain a lot.
"What are you thinking?" Quan Zhilong looked at her with a smile, "Why are you blushing?"
"I..." Song Xiyuan covered his face, trying to find an excuse, and then remembered the last time he deliberately lied to her.
So he put his hand down: "How can I blush?"
Quan Zhilong bent his mouth: "What are you looking forward to?"
Song Xiyuan rolled his eyes at him, and simply refused to continue this topic with him.
The car drove to the parking lot of Quan Zhilong's apartment.
The next two days will be separated.
Thinking of this, Song Xiyuan felt that if Brother Zhilong kept her today, maybe she would still agree.
But Quan Zhilong didn't say anything, just took her by the hand and sent her to her car.
Song Xiyuan pulled down the window, sat on the driver's seat, and looked at him pitifully.
Quan Zhilong opened the car door again and led her out of the car.
"No," he said to her, "It's too late, I won't worry if you go home alone, I'll go up and I'll take a shower and change clothes, and then I'll take you home."
Why take a shower and change clothes when you send it home?
This question floated through Song Xiyuan's mind, but she didn't think about it at all.
Don't want to think about it.
"Okay!" He happily agreed.
Then he packed the cleaned Zhilong brother and took it home.
When Song Xiyuan came out of the bathroom after taking a shower, Quan Zhilong was smoking on her balcony.
Holding the cigarette between his fingers, he turned to look at her: "Can you smoke?"
"Yes," she walked towards him, "but there is no such thing as an ashtray," she walked to his side, and stretched out her hand to him, "Can you give me one too?"
Quan Zhilong snapped off her hand: "No."
That hand wrapped around his waist: "Why not? You knew clearly before..."
"It used to be before," he interrupted her, but his tone was still very gentle and soothing, "it's not possible now."
"Many actresses smoke." She put her arms around his waist and leaned into his arms, "Maybe because of anxiety and stress."
His hand stroked her back lightly: "are you stressed now?"
"As a young actor," Song Xiyuan replied, "I don't feel any pressure right now."
After a pause, he asked again: "Why do people feel more pressure after becoming famous? Obviously, the desire is greater at the beginning."
"Because people always expect you to do better."
"Ah... I'm actually under pressure too."
Putting the hand holding the cigarette on her waist, Quan Zhilong supported her waist and asked, "What pressure?"
"There should be an identity that can match you," she looked at him with a smile, "it needs to be more popular."
If one day the love affair is exposed.
She doesn't want everyone to think that she's being high-flying.
Of course, if it is exposed now, there will definitely be such public opinion.
She is only a little famous, and she can't compare with him who is full of talent.
How many years will it take her to do it?
"It's good like this now," he smiled and straightened her hair. "When you turn red, you will lose your freedom."
"Oh," Song Xiyuan laughed, "is this another expression of love? Is it possessive?"
"It should be said to be trust." Quan Zhilong said with a smile, "I believe that you will be popular, and I have such small expectations."
Song Xiyuan rested his head on his shoulder.
The night was thick, and the sky was as dark as a black cloth.
It's covered with stars.
It will be fine weather tomorrow.
Quan Zhilong's cigarette was still in his hand, and he didn't smoke it again.
When it was about to burn out, he threw it on the ground and crushed it.
People are always so contradictory.
Song Xiyuan hated second-hand smoke, but was fascinated by the faint smell of tobacco on his body.
"Wouldn't that be nice?" she asked.
"What?" There was no one in the way in his hand, and he hugged her tightly.
"In this way, you can meet when you want to meet, and stay together when you want to be together," Song Xiyuan sighed with a smile, "it's so self-willed that makes people feel a little uneasy."
"Hold on Ren, I won't stay in Korea this year."
Even if you stay in Korea, because of your busy schedule, you won't see much company like this.
In fact, today and the next time they will be together will only be two or three hours.
In the early morning, he was going to the beauty salon to prepare for the photo shoot.
"Where are you going? China? Japan?" She put her arms around his neck, "No matter where, I'll go with you."
"Japan."
"Ah, Japan..." She held on to her long voice, "In Japan, my brother has many friends there. If I go there, it will probably be very inconvenient."
Quan Zhilong was amused by something in her words.
"Sure enough, it's a good feeling to be jealous," he said with a smile, "I understand now."
Unsatisfied with the answer, Song Xiyuan pinched him.
"Hey," Quan Zhilong pressed her hand, "Let's go together, and I didn't let you go, didn't I say that we want to enjoy the snow and soak in the hot spring together."
"..." Song Xiyuan was a little listless, "One of the manifestations of love is that it makes people lose confidence."
This is actually a kind of jealousy, right?
There is no way to control...
In fact, she didn't care much about Mizumoto Kiko.
After all, everyone has a little past.
However, at that time, I will never forget the feeling when I saw the two of them together.
"Do you have no confidence in yourself?" Quan Zhilong asked.
Most of the time I saw her, she was in good spirits.
In the eyes of others, a guy who is perfect in all aspects, will he not have confidence in himself?
She leaned on him lazily: "When you can't get what you want, you will have that kind of thought."
"But," Quan Zhilong held her face and made her look up at him, "what belongs to you will come to you sooner or later."
"Yeah!" After hearing his words, Song Xiyuan became happy again.
He touched his face with his hand, and then reached into his hair.
Asked curiously: "What color is your hair? Can I dye it the same as yours?"
I've been wanting to dye my hair lately.
"Is it okay to dye it so bright?" Quan Zhilong asked with a smile.
The TV series is still being filmed, and the characters are students, right?
As a top student, can he make his hair so bright?
"Yes..." There will be problems, Song Xiyuan calculated the time, "Then, let's wait until the filming is over."
"At that time," Quan Zhilong teased her, "maybe it won't be this color."
"It doesn't matter, anyway, whatever color you change, I will change it too... It won't be so boring, it will be black."
"That's not necessarily..."
"that's not allowed."
"I'll try my best..."
Song Xiyuan laughed and kissed his chin: "Should I change to a bigger house?"
It's just right for one person, but for two people, it seems a bit crowded.
Although he may only come here occasionally, hopefully he will be more comfortable.
"What?" Quan Zhilong squinted at her, "You want to keep me?"
"is it okay?"
"Well," he kissed her neck, "you can do whatever you want."
作者有话要说:啦啦啦扔了1个地雷投掷时间:2016-10-1322:47:42
Thank you baby mine~~la la la~~
--------------
After reading yesterday's message, I feel disgusted.
It feels like everyone is moving small benches and sitting in a row
Sitting with legs crossed
While crossing Erlang's legs while dangling
While dangling and eating melon seeds
While eating melon seeds, they hit me in the face
Smash and mock at the same time
"A thousand words, beautiful thought!"
Hey, I can only erase the melon seeds and roll to code (┬_┬)
When I edited this chapter, my hands and feet curled up and felt a little too numb (┬_┬)
It is estimated that the 200 chapters of this article will not be finished
Last year, I wanted to fill all the open fanholes this year
I didn't expect to fill it out for a year
This year I still want to open the article about Xiaobaihua
I don’t know if this achievement can be achieved (┬_┬)
I don't have a clue about the copywriting of the comprehensive Korean drama.
It won't be filled in the short term, maybe the next year?
"Because I want to kiss you." Quan Zhilong replied.
He covered her head with his hand, stroked her hair, rubbed her face down, and finally stopped by her ear, pinching her earlobe.
He smiled and asked her: "You just wanted to say, so what?"
"So..." Song Xiyuan glared at him, how could he interrupt her at such an important moment of drawing conclusions!
She couldn't remember it for a while.
"So..." She thought for a while before answering him, "People who love each other should be more honest when they are together, and you should tell each other what you think in your heart. I hate the TV series that cannot be together because of misunderstandings. The drama is over."
Quan Zhilong smiled and said: "But without conflicts, there is no way to attract the audience. Without misunderstandings, how can the screenwriters write so many episodes?"
"The protagonist should have the position of the protagonist. Do you want to live for the audience?"
"Well, you're right," he said fondly of her earlobe, "I used to be a little jealous of Brother Zhong, but now it's gone."
This is his moment of candor.
"What would it be like to be with you," he looked into her eyes, "I also wanted to try it a long time ago... Sorry, I was too worried at first."
"Well," Song Xiyuan laughed, "I forgive you."
Quan Zhilong patted her head again before restarting the car.
"But brother, what is your schedule tomorrow?" She continued the topic just now and asked, "Is it still practice?"
"No... We have a shooting plan tomorrow."
"Shooting plan? What to shoot?" Song Xiyuan was curious, "Isn't the MV already filmed?"
"It's not a MV," Quan Zhilong explained, "it's a short video for a concert, the kind that's made for fun."
"Ah, yeah, it should be interesting..."
"Interesting..." Quan Zhilong said with a smile, "I didn't find it interesting when I was filming."
"It would be great if I could go and watch." Song Xiyuan said expectantly.
I really want to see what Zhilong looks like when he is filming.
But because of the role, Quan Zhilong didn't really want her to watch.
"Didn't we have to stay in Beijing for two days? We just happened to be filming for two days... let's watch it at the concert then."
"Hmm." Song Xiyuan tilted his head and asked him, "Can I go to all three concerts this time?"
Quan Zhilong grinned to his ears: "Besides that, let's even come to the rehearsal."
Song Xiyuan stuck out his tongue: "Just kidding, if I keep going, everyone will bother me."
"No," Quan Zhilong said, "Look at today, everyone likes you very much, which makes me a little jealous."
"Are you jealous?" Song Xiyuan laughed, "This feeling should be maintained."
Quan Zhilong glanced at her with a smile: "Do you want me to be jealous?"
"Because jealousy is an expression of love."
"Just one of the performances, there are many others."
"E.g?"
"You'll know later." He replied meaningfully.
Hints are scarier than saying anything.
Song Xiyuan silently replenished his brain a lot.
"What are you thinking?" Quan Zhilong looked at her with a smile, "Why are you blushing?"
"I..." Song Xiyuan covered his face, trying to find an excuse, and then remembered the last time he deliberately lied to her.
So he put his hand down: "How can I blush?"
Quan Zhilong bent his mouth: "What are you looking forward to?"
Song Xiyuan rolled his eyes at him, and simply refused to continue this topic with him.
The car drove to the parking lot of Quan Zhilong's apartment.
The next two days will be separated.
Thinking of this, Song Xiyuan felt that if Brother Zhilong kept her today, maybe she would still agree.
But Quan Zhilong didn't say anything, just took her by the hand and sent her to her car.
Song Xiyuan pulled down the window, sat on the driver's seat, and looked at him pitifully.
Quan Zhilong opened the car door again and led her out of the car.
"No," he said to her, "It's too late, I won't worry if you go home alone, I'll go up and I'll take a shower and change clothes, and then I'll take you home."
Why take a shower and change clothes when you send it home?
This question floated through Song Xiyuan's mind, but she didn't think about it at all.
Don't want to think about it.
"Okay!" He happily agreed.
Then he packed the cleaned Zhilong brother and took it home.
When Song Xiyuan came out of the bathroom after taking a shower, Quan Zhilong was smoking on her balcony.
Holding the cigarette between his fingers, he turned to look at her: "Can you smoke?"
"Yes," she walked towards him, "but there is no such thing as an ashtray," she walked to his side, and stretched out her hand to him, "Can you give me one too?"
Quan Zhilong snapped off her hand: "No."
That hand wrapped around his waist: "Why not? You knew clearly before..."
"It used to be before," he interrupted her, but his tone was still very gentle and soothing, "it's not possible now."
"Many actresses smoke." She put her arms around his waist and leaned into his arms, "Maybe because of anxiety and stress."
His hand stroked her back lightly: "are you stressed now?"
"As a young actor," Song Xiyuan replied, "I don't feel any pressure right now."
After a pause, he asked again: "Why do people feel more pressure after becoming famous? Obviously, the desire is greater at the beginning."
"Because people always expect you to do better."
"Ah... I'm actually under pressure too."
Putting the hand holding the cigarette on her waist, Quan Zhilong supported her waist and asked, "What pressure?"
"There should be an identity that can match you," she looked at him with a smile, "it needs to be more popular."
If one day the love affair is exposed.
She doesn't want everyone to think that she's being high-flying.
Of course, if it is exposed now, there will definitely be such public opinion.
She is only a little famous, and she can't compare with him who is full of talent.
How many years will it take her to do it?
"It's good like this now," he smiled and straightened her hair. "When you turn red, you will lose your freedom."
"Oh," Song Xiyuan laughed, "is this another expression of love? Is it possessive?"
"It should be said to be trust." Quan Zhilong said with a smile, "I believe that you will be popular, and I have such small expectations."
Song Xiyuan rested his head on his shoulder.
The night was thick, and the sky was as dark as a black cloth.
It's covered with stars.
It will be fine weather tomorrow.
Quan Zhilong's cigarette was still in his hand, and he didn't smoke it again.
When it was about to burn out, he threw it on the ground and crushed it.
People are always so contradictory.
Song Xiyuan hated second-hand smoke, but was fascinated by the faint smell of tobacco on his body.
"Wouldn't that be nice?" she asked.
"What?" There was no one in the way in his hand, and he hugged her tightly.
"In this way, you can meet when you want to meet, and stay together when you want to be together," Song Xiyuan sighed with a smile, "it's so self-willed that makes people feel a little uneasy."
"Hold on Ren, I won't stay in Korea this year."
Even if you stay in Korea, because of your busy schedule, you won't see much company like this.
In fact, today and the next time they will be together will only be two or three hours.
In the early morning, he was going to the beauty salon to prepare for the photo shoot.
"Where are you going? China? Japan?" She put her arms around his neck, "No matter where, I'll go with you."
"Japan."
"Ah, Japan..." She held on to her long voice, "In Japan, my brother has many friends there. If I go there, it will probably be very inconvenient."
Quan Zhilong was amused by something in her words.
"Sure enough, it's a good feeling to be jealous," he said with a smile, "I understand now."
Unsatisfied with the answer, Song Xiyuan pinched him.
"Hey," Quan Zhilong pressed her hand, "Let's go together, and I didn't let you go, didn't I say that we want to enjoy the snow and soak in the hot spring together."
"..." Song Xiyuan was a little listless, "One of the manifestations of love is that it makes people lose confidence."
This is actually a kind of jealousy, right?
There is no way to control...
In fact, she didn't care much about Mizumoto Kiko.
After all, everyone has a little past.
However, at that time, I will never forget the feeling when I saw the two of them together.
"Do you have no confidence in yourself?" Quan Zhilong asked.
Most of the time I saw her, she was in good spirits.
In the eyes of others, a guy who is perfect in all aspects, will he not have confidence in himself?
She leaned on him lazily: "When you can't get what you want, you will have that kind of thought."
"But," Quan Zhilong held her face and made her look up at him, "what belongs to you will come to you sooner or later."
"Yeah!" After hearing his words, Song Xiyuan became happy again.
He touched his face with his hand, and then reached into his hair.
Asked curiously: "What color is your hair? Can I dye it the same as yours?"
I've been wanting to dye my hair lately.
"Is it okay to dye it so bright?" Quan Zhilong asked with a smile.
The TV series is still being filmed, and the characters are students, right?
As a top student, can he make his hair so bright?
"Yes..." There will be problems, Song Xiyuan calculated the time, "Then, let's wait until the filming is over."
"At that time," Quan Zhilong teased her, "maybe it won't be this color."
"It doesn't matter, anyway, whatever color you change, I will change it too... It won't be so boring, it will be black."
"That's not necessarily..."
"that's not allowed."
"I'll try my best..."
Song Xiyuan laughed and kissed his chin: "Should I change to a bigger house?"
It's just right for one person, but for two people, it seems a bit crowded.
Although he may only come here occasionally, hopefully he will be more comfortable.
"What?" Quan Zhilong squinted at her, "You want to keep me?"
"is it okay?"
"Well," he kissed her neck, "you can do whatever you want."
作者有话要说:啦啦啦扔了1个地雷投掷时间:2016-10-1322:47:42
Thank you baby mine~~la la la~~
--------------
After reading yesterday's message, I feel disgusted.
It feels like everyone is moving small benches and sitting in a row
Sitting with legs crossed
While crossing Erlang's legs while dangling
While dangling and eating melon seeds
While eating melon seeds, they hit me in the face
Smash and mock at the same time
"A thousand words, beautiful thought!"
Hey, I can only erase the melon seeds and roll to code (┬_┬)
When I edited this chapter, my hands and feet curled up and felt a little too numb (┬_┬)
It is estimated that the 200 chapters of this article will not be finished
Last year, I wanted to fill all the open fanholes this year
I didn't expect to fill it out for a year
This year I still want to open the article about Xiaobaihua
I don’t know if this achievement can be achieved (┬_┬)
I don't have a clue about the copywriting of the comprehensive Korean drama.
It won't be filled in the short term, maybe the next year?
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