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Chapter 107 Double show

grass!

Rong Yuheng quickly covered his mouth.

In the darkness, his face quickly ignited with warmth, and all the hairs on his body stood up!

Qiao Tan’s voice came from the other end, “What’s the matter?”

Rong Yuheng’s arm struck a bit, but he didn’t shake Wen Zezong’s confinement. Wen Zezong’s breath still hit his ears, concealed and ambiguous, hot and sultry.

Rong Yuheng could only bite the bullet and try to stabilize his voice, “I accidentally bit my tongue.”

Chen Luoxing laughed, “Have you not eaten enough tonight?”

“I…” Wen Zezhen loosened a little slowly, and Rong Yuheng was finally able to breathe. He hurriedly moved to the side against the wall, but was hooked back by the arm on his waist, “…I was full, and after a while, I was hungry again.”

“Would you like me to get you something to eat? There are snacks in the cabinet.” Qiao Tan said and got up. He and Wen Zezhen are next to each other. As long as he comes together, he can detect something wrong next to him.

Rong Yuheng said hurriedly, “No need! Everyone is asleep.”

Chen Luoxing said, “I just lie down and haven’t fallen asleep yet, it’s okay.”

Rong Yuheng racked his brains to move out the excuse, “I have brushed my teeth, and I am not particularly hungry, so let’s go to sleep.”

During a brief stalemate, Qiao Tan suddenly asked, “Huh? Why doesn’t Teacher Wen speak?”

According to Wen Zizong’s urinary sex, he should have jumped up a long time ago.

Rong Yuheng suddenly became so nervous that his toes were tightly pressed and he was quilted–

Because it was not long after the lights were turned off, everyone’s eyesight hadn’t adjusted to the darkness, and they didn’t deliberately want to see anything, so no one noticed that Wen Zezhang had squeezed to Rong Yuheng’s side.

Now that Qiao Tan mentioned such a sentence, the two people on the other end began to look towards them consciously.

Rong Yuheng quickly took his foot and gently kicked Wen Zezhen: What to do, what to do!

Wen Zezheng paused for a second, then gently squeezed Rong Yuheng’s waist with his hand to show punishment.

Rong Yuheng was squeezed and his waist shook. Before he had time to kick someone again, Wen Zezhen slowly rolled over, stepped back a foot away, and pretended that he had just risen from the bed.

“I’ll get it for you if I want to eat it.”

Wen Zezhen’s voice sounded very flat, and it also had a hint of awkwardness.

Qiao Tan was stunned, “Teacher Wen, are you angry with Rongrong?”

Wen Zezhen didn’t speak.

Qiao Tan instantly affirmed his guess-no wonder he didn’t make a sound just now, because he was sulking.

But now Wen Zezhen takes the initiative to sit up and care about Rongrong, he should be softhearted, right?

Rong Yuheng saw that Wen Zetong was fooled by his acting skills, and only half of his heart was relieved. But he was still furious, and put his foot on Wen Zezhen again: Let you mess!

There was a muffled sound from the bed, and Chen Luoxing sat up in fright and looked over there, for fear that the two might quarrel.

Qiao Tan’s eyesight adjusted to a little darkness, and he saw Wen Zezhen sitting on the bed, but he was closer to Rong Yuheng, with his hands on his side, and his head down to look at Rong Yuheng.

Qiao Tan wondered, what are these two people doing, why are they not talking?

“temperature……”

“It’s okay.” Wen Zezhen suddenly said, listening carefully, and with a smile, “We are playing around and it affects you.”

As he said, he stretched his arm to Rong Yuheng’s mouth, “Are you hungry? Or will you just gnaw?”

Rong Yuheng patted him lightly with a “pop”, “Go away and go away, don’t!”

Wen Zeleng squeezed his throat and laughed.

Chen Luoxing saw that the two of them did not really have a conflict, so he was relieved-if Wen Zezheng and Rong Yuheng quarreled because of a few of them, that would be bad.

Chen Luoxing said hurriedly, “It’s okay, it didn’t affect us!”

Qiao Tan “tsk”, “How do I think we have affected you?”

“…”

The two masters who were unwittingly revealed the truth: dare not speak.

After tossing for such a short while, Rong Yuheng was really sleepy. He wrapped his quilt tightly, said goodnight to the three of them, and closed his eyes obediently.

In his drowsy sleepiness, he faintly felt a hand on his belly, and patted lightly with a comfortable force. Rong Yuheng fell into a deep sleep under this extremely hypnotic rhythm.

…

The next morning, 7:30.

When Qiao Tan woke up, he still didn’t dare to look next to him, for fear of seeing some unsuitable scenes for children.

He brewed for a while, and then slowly opened his eyes, quietly turning Mimi to one side…

However, both pillows were empty.

Qiao Tan was stunned for a moment, then opened his eyes and glanced at the bed-I saw Rong Yuheng, wrapped in a quilt, lying between the two beds like a pig worm. He slept so much that his saliva was dripping out. Don’t be too sweet…

Wen Zexang, the original owner of the bed, disappeared.

Qiao Tan stayed silent for two seconds. It seems that they wronged Wen Zetong yesterday. Judging from the current situation, the ownership of the bed indeed belongs to Rong Yuheng.

Qiao Tan got up lightly, went out, and walked downstairs after washing up.

As soon as he reached the top of the stairs on the second floor, he heard a noise from the other end of the kitchen. When he went down to the living room, he looked up and met Wen Zezheng behind the kitchen.

“Ms. Wen, so early?”

“Ms. Qiao is early.” Wen Zezhen greeted him and continued to mix the preserved eggs in the bowl.

Qiao Tan walked over and offered to help, “What did you do?”

“I steamed some dumplings and cooked porridge. I saw that there were preserved eggs in the refrigerator, so I served them coldly.” Wen Zezhen said, “I wanted to cook some noodles, but I don’t know when they will get up. I’ll fry some meat-molded cowpeas in a while, so you can eat.”

Qiao Tan was amazed for a moment, “Who would have thought that the dignified actor would actually get up early in the morning to make breakfast for everyone?”

The camera in the room has already been turned on at this moment. Qiao Tan couldn’t say it clearly, and only boasted, “Who will follow you in the future, I don’t know how happy it is.”

Wen Zezhen didn’t speak, but Qiao Tan, who was familiar with him, caught a smile from the corner of his mouth.

Qiao Tan put the cowpea on the cutting board and began to cut into small sections, “I got up this morning, and I was sleeping sideways to see Rongrong. Is it the shape you gave him or what?”

Wen Zezhen heated the pan and started to stir-fry the minced meat. “It was said that he was sleeping restlessly.”

Qiao Tan suddenly choked: Wen Zetong kicked the cabinet door to a big fanfare under the camera again!

He turned off the subject, “Is it almost done?”

After Qiao Tan finished speaking, he lowered the chopped cowpeas into the pot, and with a sound of “Bang La”, a burst of smoke rose from the pot, and the sour and spicy aroma came out.

Wen Zezong’s profile face was trapped in the white smoke, his outline was handsome, his eyes focused.

Qiao Tan sighed quietly from the bottom of his heart…In fact, he had never understood how the two came together before.

In his opinion, Rong Yuheng’s character is out of character and his brain circuit is innocent, he should prefer fresh and energetic things. Wen Zezheng’s personality is good, but he is a little bored and serious. It’s okay to chat with people his age, and with Rong Yuheng, the latter feels dull.

But he seems to understand now.

Wen Zezheng is very prickly in some details.

His tolerance is like a group of soft light, which “pop” in the air scattered into dots of stars.

The starlight is fine and dense, gently and quietly filling all the possible gaps in this relationship.

No wonder Rong Yuheng likes it. No one can resist a person who makes himself comfortable in the details of life.

Ju Ziyi came down from the upper floor as soon as the Roumo cowpea came out of the pot. She greeted with embarrassment, “Teacher Wen, Teacher Qiao, you have worked hard!”

Qiao Tan didn’t dare to take credit, “I didn’t do anything, it was all done by Teacher Wen.”

Wen Zezhen waved at the uncomfortable Ju Ziyi, “The steamed dumplings can be turned off in five minutes, and the rest is left to you. I will get the two upstairs to get up.”

Only then did Ju Ziyi relax, and ran over quickly, “No problem!”

When Qiao Tan thought of the two little piglets sleeping upstairs, he couldn’t help but show a look of sympathy… Rong Yuheng would forget it, if Chen Luoxing was called to get up by his idol, I wonder if he would be ashamed. dead.

About five minutes after Wen Zezhen went up, Chen Luoxing floated downstairs with a collapsed expression on his face. When he saw Ju Ziyi who was serving congee, he immediately showed a betrayed expression!

Qiao Tan comforted him, “It’s okay, not everyone can be woken up by idols, and you are considered lucky.”

Chen Luoxing almost shed tears when he heard the words, “Ms. Qiao… why don’t you call me?”

Qiao Tan, “It’s too early, you young children, it doesn’t matter if you sleep longer.”

Chen Luoxing suddenly let out a cry of “Oh “, “I’m done, my image was ruined in Teacher Wen’s heart!”

Ju Ziyi calmed down with a soft voice, “No, you haven’t built it.”

Chen Luoxing, “…” He cried, he really wanted to cry!

After another five minutes, there was a noise from the top of the stairs. Several people turned their heads and looked over and saw Wen Zezhen walking down the stairs with heavy steps-the reason was heavy because he still had a sleepy hamster hanging on his body.

Rong Yuheng raised his eyelids and greeted several people, “Morning…”

Qiao Tan laughed, “I haven’t woken up yet? Teacher Wen has made breakfast.”

Rong Yuheng immediately became sober after hearing the words.

He hung on Wen Zezheng, and turned his head to the side with a shy little face, “Mr. Wen why are you so great?”

Wen Zezhen only felt that the bitterness of losing his bed and getting up early was wiped out in an instant!

He pursed his lips and restrained himself from laughing under the camera, turned his head and glanced at his little hamster sweetly, “There is no siu-mai, I steamed dumplings, you want to eat it?”

Rong Yuheng said, “Eat, I will eat whatever you steam!”

Onlookers:…Yes, the dog food in the morning is still hung with fresh dew.

Qiao Tan is now calm.

He thought, whether it was sweet or sweet, Rong Yuheng’s ability to see Wen Zezheng’s hard work showed that Wen Zezheng was also worthwhile.

As Wen Zezong’s friend, he shouldn’t be Lemon.

…A fart.

Qiao Tan poked a piece of preserved egg with his chopsticks—damn, he was so sour!

Five people gathered around the table to eat breakfast, and Qiao Tan posted the task they had just received by the way.

“A Guest From Afar” is a lifestyle program, but it is not a complete recording of the guests’ daily life. The first day is for the guests to relax and adapt to the environment, and the next day they need to complete the tasks issued by the program team.

Qiao Tan unfolded the note handed over by the director, “Using existing materials, we will add a practical item to our villa.”

Ju Ziyi, “Practical items? But we don’t lack anything!”

Rong Yuheng twisted his eyebrows and thought for a moment, then stretched out his small hand and stretched out his head, “What do you think of my mobile shelf?”

Everyone, “…” is too expensive to use!

Qiao Tan has a profound meaning, “Well, it’s good, but it’s a pity that I will move with Teacher Wen tomorrow.”

Wen Zezhen straightened his back immediately, as if the glory of the stars had fallen all over his body, “That’s right.”

Rong Yuheng sighed, “It’s also a big loss for the show crew.”

The director behind the camera, “…” No regrets, no regrets, thank you.

After the five guests finished their meal, they circled the inside and outside of the villa.

When Wen Zezong strolled past the bedroom, there was a strange pause.

Rong Yuheng, “What’s wrong, do you have any good ideas?”

Wen Zezhen pointed to the wall behind the bedroom, “Do you think that wall is a bit empty?”

Rong Yuheng was horrified, “Ghost story?”

Wen Zezong, “…”

He hinted, “I want to say, it’s suitable for taking a group photo.” The kind of married couple.

Rong Yuheng, “Oh…Sao Aorui ”

Qiao Tan followed them, only heard a group photo, his eyes lit up, “Eh, can we make a photo wall?” He turned his head and walked downstairs, “The outer wall behind the sun room is very empty. , There are flowers and grasses embellished again, it is perfect as a photo wall.”

The two main pets who accidentally inserted the willow and Liu Chengyin turned off the wheat instantly, not dare to let Qiao Tan understand their true intentions.

After the idea was approved by all members, they collected materials in the villa to prepare for production.

Long rope, tape, and clothespins can be combined to hang photos. Ju Ziyi took some cardboard crayons and used them as decorations after cutting and painting.

At noon, Wen Zezheng and Qiao Tan returned to the house to prepare lunch. After lunch, several people continued to decorate the photo wall.

There was also a small table in the sunshine room. Everyone was tired from the manual work. Ju Ziyi made a pot of tea and came over. The mousse that Rong Yuheng made yesterday just happened to be eaten out.

The afternoon sun was bright and soft, and the five guests gathered together, accompanied by laughter, and the small interior was warm and flowing.

The photo wall was completed, and the program team took a group photo of the five people, then washed it out and hung it on the string they had just pulled.

In the photo, Wen Zezheng and Rong Yuheng stand together. Although they are part of the “Ke Lai” family, their heads are slightly tilted towards each other, as if they are cuddling with each other, restrained and tender.

…

After dinner, Rong Yuheng and Wen Zexang will bid farewell to the program group. The guests exchanged contact information, and Rong Yuheng hugged Qiao Tan specially before leaving.

With his head resting on Qiao Tan’s shoulders, he said in a sincere and quiet voice, “Thank you, teacher.”

Qiao Tan smiled, only patted him on the back, “It’s getting better and better.”

Career is also true, so is love.

The two were on a plane at ten o’clock in the evening, and they had to rush to the airport at this moment. Because of the tight time, they took the car of the program group directly, and their agent waited in advance to go through the formalities at the airport.

On the way, Rong Yuheng took out his mobile phone and swiped Weibo, Wen Zezheng put his head together and watched it with him squishyly.

After the two lost their Weibo accounts for the second time, they seldom surfed anymore-without him, just touch the scene.

At this moment, the two of them huddled together, trying to gather the two of them to dispel the sorrow and pain of losing their account, only to experience the fun of surfing.

Rong Yuheng brushed and brushed, suddenly remembering that tomorrow is the day when the STAR-T men’s team spokesperson announced. He paused, then searched and clicked into JonLi’s Weibo homepage.

JonLi stopped mentioning about the STAR-T boy group after being in the whole network slot. But just five hours ago, his Weibo suddenly updated many photographic works.

Rong Yuheng clicked into the comment area, which was full of rainbow farts boasting “fairy composition” and “stunning colors”. Wen Zexang only glanced at it and said, “Navy.”

The spokesperson announced the next day. JonLi posted a blog today to invite the navy. It’s hard not to be suspicious.

Rong Yuheng was sure, “This little villain must have a bad stomach again. Owner, what should we do?”

Wen Zexuan was amused by his cute and loving tone, and stretched out his hand to squeeze at others, “If the account is still in our hands, it would be easy to handle, but unfortunately it was confiscated. We just give it to Qu Youhe and Shi Qiu.”

Rong Yuheng was a little bit unwilling. He thought for a moment in Wen Zezhen’s arms and clapped his hands violently, “Let’s apply for a trumpet together!”

Wen Zezong, “How much movement can the trumpet make? Unless the horse falls, but if the horse falls, it is estimated that it will be taken down again.”

Rong Yuheng responded with an unpredictable smile… He lowered his head and fiddled with it for a while, then passed the phone to Wen Zezhen.

I saw the newly applied account id clearly in a few big characters: Rong Yuheng’s trumpet.

The avatar also used Wen Zezong’s ID photo.

Wen Zezong, “…”

Rong Yuheng didn’t forget to tease his warm feeder after he finished the show, “You also make a’Wen Zezheng’s trumpet’, and then put on my avatar! From now on, we will go in and out together, we will be in pairs, we are invincible. , It will definitely attract the attention of netizens.”

Wen Zezhen watched this act that was too open and concealed, and was silent for two seconds… and then he was shamelessly heartbroken.

He secretly registered on Weibo, named it “Wen Zezheng’s Trumpet”, and replaced it with Rong Yuheng’s ID photo.

Then the two climbed under JonLi’s Weibo at the same time, and the two swords combined——

@: As long as the photos you took for Shan Qi are as good as 1/10, it won’t change you.

@: Rongrong is right!

After posting the comments, the two secretly engaged masters exchanged glances in the dimly lit car. The street light outside the car window flashed by, and the excitement in the eyes of the two flickered:

Hee hee hee……

Hehehe…

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