Opening the door, Han Jue pushed the suitcase casually, walked in a straight line by himself, and couldn't wait to throw himself on the sofa, like a fish that had been out of the water for a long time and finally returned to the water.

Han Jue closed his eyes, groped for a pillow like a blind man, put two under his head, and held one in his arms, and then squeezed out a breath from his lungs comfortably, looking fluttering. It's more than a couch advertisement.

Doing a show while traveling is a double physical work on the body and mouth.

Han Jue couldn't stand this kind of suffering, but with Zhang Yiman by his side, after a day, although Han Jue was tired, he didn't reject it much, he thought that this kind of suffering might be able to endure a few more times.

Walking with the people you like, half of your mind is on the scenery along the way, and half of your mind is on the people around you.

Traveling with Zhang Yiman, Han Jue did not feel bored or dull for a second.

When Zhang Yiman arrives in a strange and novel environment, she will have a strong curiosity like a child, and she is full of exploration spirit, and she is also very sharing, with her exuberant energy, so there are such voices along the way:

"Uncle, do you see that cloud doesn't look like a lion, ate a very sour lemon, and then all the facial features are crowded together? hahahaha~"

"Oh~ Uncle, that stone is so ugly! Wait a minute, I'll show it to you!"

"Wow! There seems to be a snake crawling over there! Uncle, let's go catch it and eat it!"

"Uncle, uncle, look! That monkey is snatching snacks from other monkeys, like you, like you!"

“......”

Although Han Jue should always be vigilant against Zhang Yiman's sudden stealing of relatives after distraction, to help Zhang Yiman pat the stains on his pants, to hold her away from being bitten by a snake, and to carry her when she is tired, but holding such a lively and romantic silly girl, Han Jue sincerely feels that this trip is not a chore.

When he returned to the hotel, Han Jue still felt that time had passed too quickly.

When lying on the sofa, Han Jue was already looking forward to the day after tomorrow.

Han Jue lay on the sofa and closed his eyes to recuperate, and after Zhang Yiman came in, he didn't sit down for a while, and hurriedly began to shop around the new residence.

Just like when she stayed in a cohabitation cottage, she had to look at every corner, every cabinet and drawer.

The new residence arranged by the program team for the two of them is a suite of a chain hotel. Nothing distinctive, decent. There is a living room with a balcony, a master bedroom and a guest bedroom, if there is any difference with the business suite, it is a few rose petals scattered on the large bed in the master bedroom.

Zhang Yiman finally stared at the big bed in the master bedroom with a solemn face, and stood without saying a word for five minutes, making the program team watching through the camera next door mistakenly think that she was dissatisfied with this place.

The program team was a little embarrassed, after all, the time for Han Jue and Zhang Yiman to cross the single-plank bridge was really not fast, and it was quite merciful to provide this suite, and there was no point in taking care of it, the show couldn't do it.

If other artists and guests are not satisfied, they will not be satisfied, and the program team doesn't care so much, but Zhang Yiman is not another artist guest. Director Wang looked at Sister Qin, hoping that the agent would be able to appease Zhang Yiman.

Sister Qin knew too well what Zhang Yiman, the dead girl, was thinking when she looked at the big bed, and waved her hand to the program team to say that she didn't mind, just shoot as usual.

Sure enough, after Zhang Yiman stared at the big bed for five minutes, he turned his head and ran to Han Jue's side, pulling Han Jue to get him up and stop sleeping.

"What are you doing when you get up?"

"Go take a shower. ”

"Take a shower so early?"

"Let's try to see if the bed is soft. Zhang Yiman said.

"......" Han Jue said and glanced at Zhang Yiman with blank eyes, "You can try the bed, what are you going to take a bath for?"

"That's a double bed! I want two people to try it together!" Zhang Yiman took Han Jue's hand and asked him to get up.

"Taking a shower after a meal is harmful to the body. Now our stomach is digesting food, and the blood is concentrated in the stomach, and when we take a bath, the blood will flow to the surface of the body, which is not conducive to digestion......" After Han Jue was pulled up, he closed his eyes and casually gave Zhang Yiman a health lesson.

"It's not good to lie down after eating," Zhang Yiman, of course, is not a vegetarian, after straightening Han Jue, he tried to break Han Jue's eyelids, "Nutrients accumulate, you will get fat, and if you get fat, no fans will like you." ”

Han Jue suddenly opened his eyes and asked seriously, "If I get fat, will you still like me?"

"Ah......" Although Zhang Yiman was surprised by this sudden question, he also replied seriously: "I like it!"

"That's good. Han Jue nodded, his eyelids closed again.

"Then it doesn't matter if I get fat," Han Jue said and lay back again, "It's okay if fans don't like me, as long as you still like me, it's enough." ”

"What~" Zhang Yiman was caught off guard by Han Jue's sweet words, his voice weakened a little, and his hand slapped on Han Jue's body and said: "Then this is not the reason for you to get fat, hurry up~"

When Zhang Yiman is coquettish, he can express the wavy line with his tone.

Han Jue usually listens to such a voice, and his heart will soften, but Han Jue found that after getting along today, he prefers silly girls, so he was afraid that his heart would soften quickly, so he blocked his ears.

Looking at Han Jue's body covering his ears and not moving, it was useless for Zhang Yiman to call and slap, there was no other way but to use the old way.

Zhang Yiman slowly fell on Han Jue's body and said, "I'll kiss you, you can get up quickly~"

Han Jue scoffed. For physical contact with silly girls, Han Jue has become more and more resistant. He closed his eyes, smelled the good smell of the silly girl, and said, "Then it's better for me to let you kiss it, and you don't wake me up again......"

"Ten times, let me kiss you ten times, I won't call you~" Zhang Yiman didn't expect to be able to bargain like this, and he was excited all of a sudden.

[Ten strokes is simply impossible. Han Jue had the heart to play with the silly girl, so he lazily replied: "Two ......"

As soon as Han Jue's words fell, Zhang Yiman slapped Han Jue violently and finalized the deal: "Okay!

Han Jue was stunned. Shouldn't I say twice, you say nine, then three times, and you say eight times? Why did you give up in the first round???

"You're not going to fight for it anymore, I'm going to go up three, four, or even five. Han Jue looked very sorry, as if he was really thinking about Zhang Yiman.

"It's enough, it's enough, two clicks are enough!I'm not greedy~" Zhang Yiman grinned. Based on her understanding of Han Jue, there is a 99.3% chance that Han Jue will cancel the transaction after two quotations, and then hum and chirp and still can't afford it.

So she had to get her hands on what she could get her hands on first.

Han Jue knew that he had been caught carelessly, and he had a faint premonition that something was wrong, and he couldn't regret it, so he could only warn seriously: "Okay, I can only kiss my face." ”

Zhang Yiman's body was crooked, she slipped off Han Jue's body and slid to Han Jue's side, then she took away the pillow in Han Jue's arms, threw it away, and twisted herself into Han Jue's arms.

The two men were face to face ten centimeters apart.

Zhang Yiman looked at Han Jue with big bright eyes, but Han Jue closed his eyes and didn't look at Zhang Yiman. Their gaze didn't meet, but their breaths were tangled.

"You can kiss your face, or your forehead," Han Jue said with his eyes closed, "I heard that kissing your forehead is the warmest thing between lovers." ”

"Hmph, you didn't say it beforehand, I don't care if you ......" After Zhang Yiman finished speaking, he held Han Jue's face, leaned forward, and kissed him.

The place to kiss is, of course, Han Jue's mouth.

Han Jue could have quickly raised his head to dodge, but then his jaw would hit the stupid girl's mouth or nose. That stupid girl must be in tears of pain.

Han Jue was reluctant to let the silly girl hurt, and he was reluctant to shed tears from the silly girl, so in the end he could only remain motionless until his lips were covered with a piece of warmth.