Thousands of Heartbeats

Chapter 52: Fifty-second

If this is his room, then Chen Lunan may have been driven away.

Yan Qiuzhi spoke in a circle, staring deep at the man for a long while, his ear tips were hot, his cheeks were hot, and in the end he could only gnash his teeth and curse: "Can you maintain your personality a little bit?"

Why are you playing hooligans all day long? This is simply not human.

Although she doesn't hate this kind of feeling, it's really...it's so unexpected.

Chen Lunan stared at her red ears and laughed low.

Yan Qiuzhi thought he was laughing at himself, so he couldn't bear to kick him under the table and warned with his eyes, "What are you laughing at?"

Chen Lunan looked down and looked at her narrowly: "Are you shy?"

Yan Qiuzhi didn't bother to care about him.

Chen Lunan laughed and said in a low voice, "Isn't this what you thought?"

Teacher and student py.

When Chen Lunan was talking, he really didn't think in this direction. If it weren't for Yan Qiuzhi's reminder, he would not have paid attention.

Yan Qiuzhi: "..."

So it's her unhealthy thinking.

She glanced at Chen Lunan and ignored him.

Yan Qiuzhi lowered his head to drink the soup, slowly, and his manners looked particularly comfortable.

Chen Lunan ate fast, put down his chopsticks early and sat on the opposite side, waiting for her.

After eating, Yan Qiuzhi had to sigh: "Tomorrow Zhuzhu may sue Meng Sister."

Chen Lunan: "What are you talking about?"

"I'm fat."

Yan Qiuzhi touched his stomach and could clearly feel that he was eating too much.

Chen Lunan saw this scene when he turned his head. He paused and said in a low voice, "Walk for a while, there is a treadmill over there."

"……Oh."

Yan Qiuzhi glanced lightly: "Let's wait."

Chen Lunan didn't urge her, got up and cleaned the dining table. Yan Qiuzhi couldn't see it, and then asked, "Should I wash the dishes?"

"No need to."

Chen Lunan looked back at her: "You go take a rest."

Yan Qiuzhi said, "Yeah", "Okay, then."

She seems to be a little in the way.

In fact, it’s okay if the two of them don’t wash their dishes, but Chen Lunan is obsessed with cleanliness and can’t stand those who are left in the kitchen waiting for the staff to clean them tomorrow.

Yan Qiuzhi stared at him for a while, and ignored it.

She walked to the gym on the other side and said that it was not a gym. It was just a small space with treadmills and yoga mats.

Everything is readily available in this room.

Yan Qiuzhi stood against the wall, planning to do yoga after a while.

She stood and looked at her mobile phone. Yan Jiachi sent her a message ten minutes ago.

Yan Qiuzhi didn't ask about the last Yan Jiachi fight. They rarely talked actively between them, unless there was something particularly urgent.

The two were awkward, and it was more wrong than the conflicts between other lovers.

Yan Jiachi: [Are you filming in D city? 】

Yan Qiuzhi raised his eyebrows: [How? 】

Yan Jiachi: [Just ask. 】

Yan Qiuzhi: [Hmm. 】

She stared at the phone for a long while, staring at the words "in the process of typing" for a long time, and Yan Jiachi didn't send a word.

Yan Qiu pulled his lips and didn't care about him.

She opened her photo album, and before she had time to appreciate the perfect photo she took, Meng's message came first.

Sister Meng: [Yan Yan, are you running your Weibo anyway? 】

When she went to read Yan Qiuzhi's Weibo data at night, she found that whether it was Chaohua or her previous comments on Weibo, all of them were calling her to post photos on Weibo.

It's really hard to be her fan.

The idol obviously has a prosperous beauty, and he is also a young man, but he doesn't like to post Weibo or photos, and he doesn't even like to share small things.

Every time you want to see a new photo or something interesting, you still need to go to her friend's Weibo to find it, and ask for some food.

This time, it has been another month since Yan Qiuzhi posted on Weibo.

The last time I posted on Weibo, I reposted the official announcement of the crew and wrote a sentence-please advise.

Yan Qiuzhi looked at Meng's message and couldn't laugh or cry: [I will post one now. 】

Meng sister: [? ? So obedient? 】

Yan Qiuzhi smiled at the corners of her lips: [Well, there is a content to share. 】

Sister Meng: [OK. 】

Five minutes later, fans who have been hoping for idols to post on Weibo will see that their idol has indeed posted on Weibo! ! !

Celebrate the whole world! !

@颜秋枳: Share today’s dinner, you guys have eaten, don’t forget to exercise if you eat too much~ I’m going to do yoga and go to bed [photo].

The photos she posted were just taken at the dining table, and they were all beautiful and delicious.

Chen Lunan also pays attention to the beauty of color and luster in his cooking, and he is a "chef" with requirements.

As soon as the photos came out, the fans went crazy.

【Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah report everyone! ! ! Yan Qiuzhi finally heard our call and posted on Weibo! ! ! 】

[All fans, all fans come! ! ! It's snowing in April today! ! Yan Qiuzhi posted on Weibo. 】

[Ah ah ah ah ah sister to eat a good ah. 】

[Sister, eat more! 】

Ooo, ooo hum sister [What a beautiful girl self-control, ah! ! I still have to exercise when I eat too much. I don't want to move at all when I'm full. 】

[Wait, sisters! Haven't you found any blind spots? We Yanyan eats home-cooked food? ? Who did it. 】

[Yes! ! What Yan Yan said was not made in a restaurant or a hotel. Although it looks good, it just doesn't look like in a restaurant. 】

[Don’t care who did it, it’s great if my sister posts Weibo! 】

...

Yan Qiuzhi's eyelids jerked when he saw fans starting to scold who was cooking.

She carefully zoomed in and took a look at the photo. Fortunately, there should be no problem without Chen Lunan's shadow.

It is impossible for her to be exposed.

Of course, if it is really exposed, it seems to be the same.

Yan Qiuzhi didn't know when she had figured it out. Gradually, she was no longer afraid of being known about her relationship with Chen Lunan.

When Chen Lunan came out of the kitchen, she saw a scene of her holding her mobile phone in a daze.

He bowed his head and wiped his hands with a tissue on one side.

After hearing the sound, Yan Qiuzhi turned to look at him.

Chen Lunan took care of it slowly, and the white paper towel formed a contrast with his skin. He gently wiped his fingers with the paper towel, one by one.

His fingers are slender and the joints are distinct, so it is very pleasing to watch.

Inexplicably, Yan Qiuzhi looked lost.

It was when Chen Lunan threw the tissues into the trash can and walked towards her, shaking her hands in front of her eyes, and she recovered.

"What are you looking at?"

Yan Qiuzhi didn't feel ashamed of him either. He pointed to his hand and said, "Look at your hand."

Chen Lunan paused: "Like it?"

She didn't say a word, looked down, her fingers were slender and well-maintained. They looked like the piano hands, especially beautiful.

No, he himself also plays the piano.

Yan Qiuzhi looked at it, and a little unhealthy thought suddenly appeared in his mind.

She had seen it on the Internet before, and some netizens commented that Chen Lunan's hands...if he has a girlfriend, his girlfriend will die happily.

Thinking of this, Yan Qiuzhi opened his eyes in a panic and cleared his throat to show his innocence.

"Just... okay, many people in the circle have beautiful hands."

Hearing this, Chen Lunan looked at her, her voice suddenly became cold for two minutes: "Have you observed it?"

Yan Qiuzhi: "..."

Inexplicably, she heard something different from Chen Lunan's words.

The two silently looked at each other for a while, and Yan Qiuzhi reached out and poked his face, "... Teacher Chen, are you jealous?"

Chen Lunan grabbed her hand and kissed her face sideways: "No."

With fingers connected to the heart, Yan Qiuzhi's heart beat faster when his warm lips pressed.

Her eyelashes trembled, she broke away her hand from his palm, blushing and said: "Don't forget, you are still just a suitor now."

Chen Lunan: "..."

Looking at the back of Yan Qiuzhi walking to the other side, he silently curled the corner of his lips, and said in a low voice, "I haven't forgotten."

If you don’t remember, the venue for these two people shouldn’t be here.

Yan Qiuzhi didn't care about him anymore, and started doing yoga by unfolding the yoga mat.

To maintain a good figure, exercise is essential.

Although Yan Qiuzhi is lazy, she is still diligent in this regard. After all, she loves beauty.

Chen Lunan watched her for a while and was finally driven away by her.

"Don't you see me okay?"

Yan Qiuzhi raised his eyes and stared at him: "You go for a run."

Chen Lunan looked at her red ears and smiled helplessly: "Okay."

The two had their own sports, I have to say, there was no communication, but there was a strange warmth.

Yan Qiuzhi even liked her getting along with Chen Lunan.

"I'm going back."

After doing yoga, Yan Qiuzhi glanced at the time, and it was almost time to go back to rest.

Chen Lunan took the towel and wiped his sweat. The sweat slid down from his cheeks and flowed into the clothes along the line of his jaw. He looked a little bit sexy.

The male hormones were immediately stimulated.

Yan Qiuzhi looked a little dry in her mouth, she silently kept her eyes away, avoiding Chen Lunan's heavy gaze: "You should rest early."

Chen Lunan looked at her for a long time and whispered: "I'm on the plane tomorrow morning."

"what?"

Yan Qiu was stunned for two seconds, and understood his meaning inexplicably.

She opened her mouth and suddenly felt that people had come all the way to see her, and she left like this as if she was a scum.

After a few seconds of silence, Yan Qiuzhi whispered: "I'll take a shower and I'll look at you later."

Chen Lunan chuckled, his voice numb, "Okay."

Yan Qiuzhi glared at him, knowing that this man's "trick" had succeeded.

I blame her for being too soft-hearted, so she should be firm and say that she should go to bed early and get up early, and filming tomorrow.

After returning to his room, Yan Qiuzhi was still a little bit unspeakable.

She opened the closet and looked at it for a long time, and for a while she was really undecided.

Should she wear a conservative dress, or should she...not be so conservative, just as usual?

But Yan Qiuzhi usually wears a suspender skirt when sleeping, which makes it easy to take off.

She watched it for a while, closed her eyes and took out a set from the inside.

...

Yan Qiuzhi was washing downstairs, but Chen Lunan did not urge her.

She took a slow bath, washed her hair, and did her own skin care. Although Yan Qiuzhi didn't know why she did it, she obviously wanted to come back to sleep. Wouldn't it be better to do it before going to bed?

This question-she has no answer.

When Yan Qiuzhi went up again, the door was open.

She stared for a while and expressed admiration for Chen Lunan. Isn't this person afraid of others coming in?

"Why did you open the door?"

Chen Lunan raised his eyes to look at her. The pajamas that Yan Qiuzhi wore were neither conservative nor revealing. It was just an ordinary type. He also put on a coat outside. It was probably because of the cold coming up.

But because she had just taken a shower, from the moment she came in, the smell of her body wafted in the room, like oranges, and like other things, which smelled particularly good.

The kind that fascinates people.

Chen Lunan's eyes fell for two minutes, and he whispered: "Well, wait for you to come up."

Yan Qiuzhi opened his mouth, glanced at his eyes and said, "Don't you worry about other people coming in and giving me a hug?"

Chen Lunan smiled: "No."

He said: "You need a password to come here. Only you know the password."

Yan Qiuzhi: "..."

Well, she forgot this important point.

She lowered her head and looked at the man sitting on the sofa.

Chen Lunan sat there in her pajamas, inexplicably giving Yan Qiuzhi an illusion... as if this person was sitting there, just waiting for her to throw her arms.

The two silently looked at each other, and Chen Lunan looked at her with a smile but a smile: "Worried?"

Yan Qiuzhi narrowed his eyes: "What am I worried about?"

She said lightly: "I'm not worried at all."

If she can be embraced by others, then Chen Lunan is not worthy of her liking.

Chen Lunan chuckled as if he knew what she thought.

Yan Qiuzhi glanced at the smile in his pupils, pursed his lips and pressed down some thoughts, and discarded the script: "Be with me and play the game."

Chen Lunan laughed blankly: "Okay."

He looked down at Yan Qiuzhi's script.

When Yan Qiuzhi took the play before, Chen Lunan knew a little bit about it.

With a book fan, the work has a good appeal. As long as the screenwriter does not make random adaptations, there will be no big problems.

Later, after he knew who the screenwriter was, this worry disappeared.

Director Song will not let his dramas be ruined, nor will the actors.

Of course, as long as there are no major discrepancies in this drama, Chen Lunan even thinks that it might explode.

He looked through it for a while and played against Yan Qiuzhi.

Chen Lunan is a man with magical powers. He is very serious and dedicated to the play. He is obviously to accompany Yan Qiuzhi, but he just makes people feel like he is the person in the character.

Yan Qiuzhi became more and more energetic towards the relish.

Two hours later, Chen Lunan looked down at her: "Aren't you sleepy?"

Yan Qiuzhi blinked: "Are you sleepy?"

Chen Lunan paused for a while: "It's fine."

"Then go ahead."

Yan Qiuzhi said happily: "I have found the feeling. The next few scenes should go smoothly."

Chen Lunan said with a faint expression: "Just put yourself in."

"I know."

Yan Qiuzhi watched him move, and poked his arm: "Why are you closing my script?"

Chen Lunan threw away the script, took a deep breath and said, "It's wrong."

"Ok?"

Yan Qiu raised his eyebrows and looked at him because he was unclear.