Zhang Yiman saw Han Jue, who was standing at the door and didn't know whether to advance or retreat, so he sat up sideways, smiling very satisfied, feeling that the romantic surprise he had carefully prepared really touched the uncle.

"Uncle, come on!" Zhang Yiman patted the vacant seat beside him, as if he was inviting Han Jue to come over and try whether the bed was comfortable.

Han Jue seemed to hear the temptation of the mermaid and took a step forward. As a result, he immediately came to his senses, [This is filming a show, this is a show], remembering the lesson that happened on the sofa just now, he didn't dare to go up, and vaguely reminded: "We are filming a show, and the show is also watched by children......"

"I won't kiss you! Let's watch TV and chat!" Zhang Yiman's expression was sincere, just like a negotiator saying that he wanted the robbers to come out and promise not to shoot him.

So Han felt that he was only half relieved of his heart when it came to security. He found a blanket to cover Zhang Yiman's lap to prevent him from walking away and from controlling his gaze, and then sat down on the bed, leaning on the head of the bed and half-lying. One foot is still on the ground so that you can run away at any time.

Fortunately, after lying down for a while, I found that Zhang Yiman said that he was chatting, and it was really a chat. Han Juecai put his other foot on the bed as well.

"Where did you get this candle?" Han Jue looked at the candles around him. These candles are not random candles, they are designed and smell like cherries.

"I brought it from home. Zhang Yiman's eyes were bright and he asked, "Do you like it or not?"

If it weren't for Han Jue to be sure that they really didn't have a script for this show, otherwise he would definitely suspect that he and the stupid girl got the script wrong.

[No wonder he was mysterious at the airport and refused to open his suitcase. 】

Han Jue thought for a while, but still nodded, indicating that he was "surprised".

Zhang Yiman was very happy, and when he moved his body, he had the posture of leaning on Han Jue's side.

Han Jue stared at this, but he didn't dare to let Zhang Yiman lean over like this, sat up straight all of a sudden, and silently recited [If the heart is clear, the sky will not fall], he stood up and looked for the remote control: "The atmosphere is so good, it's so suitable for watching TV." ”

"I want to watch a movie! Horror movie! "Flash"! "Scythe Horror"! "Hades is Coming"! "Dumb Ridge" ......" Zhang Yiman came prepared, crackling and saying a lot of titles, and his ambition was obvious.

"Watching variety shows," Han Jue said, "Watching variety shows is suitable for chatting, and this atmosphere is too suitable for chatting." ”

Although Zhang Yiman was a little pity, he felt that the chat was not bad, so he agreed.

There is a big TV in the bedroom, read the manual, and some paid channels can also be watched, but Han Jue does not dare to take this risk.

While Han Jue went to get the remote control, Zhang Yiman got into the quilt and opened Han Jue's corner of the quilt very intimately. By the time Han Jue came back with the remote control, she was already half-lying down, looking at him with a smile.

Han Jue was helpless looking at such a stupid girl. In the end, Han Jue went to the living room for a turn, brought some fruit from a tray, and put it on the bed, in order to deter Zhang Yiman and make her not act rashly.

Zhang Yiman was really worried that the fruit would fall on the quilt, so he didn't dare to move greatly.

The TV was turned on, and Han Jue honestly tuned the free channel and found "Extreme Man".

On TV, Zhang Zishang is actively interacting with other hosts, and the smile on his face is less forward-looking.

"Uncle, are you Zhang Zishang's master now?" asked Zhang Yiman as he plucked the mango.

"Yes. ”

"What did you teach him, singing or what?" Zhang Yiman stuffed the plucked fruit into Han Jue's mouth.

Han Jue swallowed the mango flesh, took the core out of his mouth, and replied, "Basically, I can teach everything, singing, dancing, musical instruments, movies...... See which one he wants to learn. ”

"What about painting?" Zhang Yiman plucked the leaves of the tomatoes one by one, "Pei Qing said that you are very talented in painting, and she still wants to teach you." ”

"Eh~ Forget about painting, that's all I do when I paint, no talent, no talent. Han Jue intuitively felt that he couldn't talk deeply on this topic, so he waved his hand and quickly transferred: "I remember that you have a master, when did you worship the master?"

"Seven years old. Zhang Yiman said that he was seven years old, and stuffed seven small tomatoes into Han Jue's mouth.

Han Jue tilted his head and chewed heavily, thinking in his heart that he could be said to be half of Zhang Yiman's student in terms of music and musical instruments. If you count it seriously, Zhang Yiman's master is actually his ancestor.

"What's Master's name?" Han Jue asked.

Then Zhang Yiman said her master's name, and traced it back to which music master had been produced. As Han Jue expected, he didn't know any of these people.

"My musical instrument was also taught by my master. Originally, I went to learn to sing, but I didn't want to learn an instrument. But I can't use my voice much when I practice, I feel very anxious when I am empty, I feel that my time can't be wasted, and when I see a senior brother practicing the piano, it's like being idle and idle, so it's ......okay to practice the instrument" Zhang Yiman helped Han Jue pluck the fruit over and over again, and talked softly about the past.

Han Jue ate the fruit that Zhang Yiman fed, and he also plucked it in his hand, and he would feed it to Zhang Yiman.

In the changing candlelight, the two lay on the bed feeding each other fruit, smelling the cherry smell of the candles, and chatting about the past.

Zhang Yiman told Han Jue that she told her father when she was a child that she wanted to be a star, and her father first enrolled her in an interest class and sent her a few days, but later found out that she was real, so she chatted seriously for a long time, and said what kind of pressure she would have in the future and what kind of suffering she would suffer, and she said that she was not afraid.

The next day, Zhang Yaohui entrusted the relationship and took her to worship a famous master in the industry to learn to sing.

Master is a famous teacher and a strict teacher, the process of learning art is naturally hard, plus Zhang Yiman started late, he caught up with the progress alone, and suffered physically and mentally.

But Zhang Yiman gritted his teeth and survived, sometimes it was too bitter, and he would cry a few times, but even if he cried fiercely, he didn't stop practicing, continued to practice, and practiced desperately. I thought about going home, but then I thought about it being empty, so I practiced more seriously.

Zhang Yiman is undoubtedly talented, she slowly adapted to this kind of life, not only completed the homework assigned by the master, but even practiced for herself - practice singing after finishing school homework, practice musical instruments when singing to a certain extent, and change to running and breathing when the instrument player grinds out blisters...... I didn't want to waste a minute, and I worked hard to study. It has brought considerable pressure to the brothers and sisters.

When others are playing, Zhang Yiman is practicing singing, and when others are in love, Zhang Yiman is practicing musical instruments.

Hearing this, Han Jue respected Zhang Yiman from the bottom of his heart. Respect her personality, respect that ruthlessness.

"Uncle, when you get to the Demon Capital, I'll take you to meet my master!" Zhang Yiman stopped what he was doing and looked at Han Jue with a serious expression.

Han Jue knew Zhang Yiman's intentions and knew that Silly Niu was introducing her important person to him.

"Okay. Han Jue replied seriously.

"Master has a piano room, and she sometimes makes piano herself, if you go, Master will give you a handful!" Zhang Yiman said excitedly: "Then, then, I'll take you to my junior high school! Let's go inside for a walk first, and then drink milk tea at the door! I used to think that if I had a boyfriend, I would drink the couple's milk tea there and eat the couple's smoothie together." But my boyfriend hasn't shown up, and I don't have time to learn to sing......"

"Okay. Han Jue replied with a smile.

"And then I'll take you to where I used to live with my father! There's a Shar Pei dog in the neighborhood who is very fierce! I run over every time I pass by......"

"Good. ”

"Then let's go ......"

Zhang Yiman wanted to take Han Jue to see where she grew up, where she studied, and where she learned to sing. She couldn't wait to show Han Jue everything about her past.

"Do you have any friends who are young, friends, girlfriends, and friends who grew up together?" Han Jue asked as he ate cherries.

"No," Zhang Yiman suddenly became alert after finishing speaking, and thought a lot in his heart at once, "Why do you want to know them?"

"I just wondered if I could hear more about you from your friends and get to know you differently. Han Jue stuffed two cherries into Zhang Yiman's mouth.

Zhang Yiman suddenly, puffed out two cherry pits: "My previous life was very boring, and I didn't have any friends." At that time, I was always studying music, and I was not free after school and on weekends, and I didn't go on group trips or sports meetings, so my relationship with my classmates was very average. So many of my friends now are from the company, and some of them have met since their debut. Uncle, what about you?"

Han Jue was a little surprised, he always thought that the silly girl was the type who had a lot of friends and responded to every call when he was a student.

"Then we are very similar in this regard," Han Jue said, "and I am like this too." ”

"Ah, that's right, uncle, when are you going to introduce your friend to me?" Zhang Yiman thought of the wall of Han Jue's house.

Han Jue has no parents and no elders, so his friends are almost his family. It is very important to get the support of these people, so Zhang Yiman attaches great importance to it.

"Okay, they've wanted to know you for a long time," Han Jue naturally agreed. Among them, there are outsiders from Xia Yuan and Pei Qing, as well as insiders like Gu Fan and Xiao Fan, "When the time comes, you bring your friends, I bring my friends, you can get to know each other." ”

"Okay!" Zhang Yiman was very happy, and then she suddenly thought of something, and her face gradually became solemn: "Uncle, you must call Gu Fan out when the time comes." ”

"Gu Fan?"

"It must be!" Zhang Yiman shook Han Jue's hand vigorously.

Since the last time Zhang Yiman opened a brand new door, it has been completely closed. Although Han Jue was very affectionate with her, and the uncle also liked it when she kissed just now, she was strict with Gu Fanna, leaving no gap for him to drill. As long as Gu Fan is still single, she will always be vigilant!

Han Jue looked at Zhang Yiman's face and easily guessed what was going on in this stupid girl's mind.

Han Jue smiled helplessly, pondered for a while, looked at the time, and got out of bed directly, went to the living room, and came back with his mobile phone in his hand.

"Let's get to know each other on the phone. Han Jue said.

"Ah!" Zhang Yiman thought fiercely in her mind just now, if she and Han Jue got married, Gu Fan would pestering her uncle again, she would tear it up as much as she wanted, and when she heard that she was going to talk to Gu Fan, she suddenly became nervous, and her eyes were very flustered. Before the phone was connected, she asked Han Jue what she would say later.

The call went through.

"Hey, brother, aren't you traveling in Qiong Province to shoot a show? Is something wrong?" do you want to ......" Gu Fan picked up the phone and said wildly.

"I'm filming a show here, I'm filming a show. Han Jue didn't pay attention for a while, so he let Gu Fan connect the words, so before Gu Fan said more, Han Jue hurriedly reminded Gu Fan that he was filming a show now.

"Oh~" Gu Fan understood, and suddenly returned to his previous elegance in front of the camera, and his speech speed was twice as slow, and he calmly asked, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, Mr. Zhang wants to get to know you. Han Jue said, and handed the phone to Zhang Yiman.

Zhang Yiman immediately sat upright on the bed, with a straight back. She held her mobile phone in both hands, her face full of nervousness: "Hey, Brother Gu Fan, I'm Zhang Yiman......"

"Teacher Zhang, hello. ”

"Ah, just call me Xiaoman. ”

After greeting each other for a while, I suddenly didn't know what to say. It's like during the Chinese New Year, the elders will pull the two juniors who have never met together and ask them to get along well. The juniors looked at each other, only endless embarrassment.

If this was just a conversation between an ordinary artist and an artist, Gu Fan and Zhang Yiman would naturally be able to make this phone call very effective, but they knew each other's relationship with Han Jue, and they cared about it in their hearts, and it was no problem to chew three times before they dared to say it.

In the end, Gu Fan was old and took the initiative to guide the topic: "At last year's New Year's Eve party, I wanted to get to know you through my brother." ”

Gu Fan remembered that when he met Han Jue and Zhang Yiman in the hotel on New Year's Eve last year, Zhang Yiman was full of hostility towards him, for fear that his appearance would make Han Jue unhappy.

At that time, Gu Fan felt that Zhang Yiman, a little girl, was very good and would protect Han Jue, much better than Weng Nanxi and others.

Gu Fan later knew that Han Jue and Zhang Yiman were recording the show, so he fully supported it.

Every time an adult breaks his heart, he closes part of his heart. Gu Fan can imagine that after a stubborn person like Han Jue separates from Weng Nanxi, the door of his heart is not closed, and I am afraid it will be almost the same. Gu Fan was very glad to have Zhang Yiman to pry Han Jue's heart door open again.

"My brother always said that meeting you was the luckiest thing in his life. Gu Fan's tone was particularly sincere.

"Ah, I am. It was my luck that I was able to meet my uncle. Zhang Yiman stumbled. Saying such love words in front of Han Jue made her feel dizzy and shy.

"I'll tell you a secret. Originally, my brother didn't plan to participate in "Extreme Man", but when he heard that you were going, he changed his mind to participate. So you have a lot of credit for the song "In the Name of the Father" to appear. ”

"Hahahaha!Really?Is there any?~" Zhang Yiman forgot the identity of the other party as a rival in love, and only hoped that there would be more such secrets.

"He cares more about you than that, but there's so much more. Sometimes I talk to him, and while I talk, he gets the inspiration to write a song. I thought it was written for me, so I was very happy, but after writing it, I asked it, and I realized that it was actually written for you, what is the title [Love Song 36], and asked why there are 36, and he said it was the thirty-sixth song. ”

"Hahaha!~" Zhang Yiman listened quite happily.

"Also, I'll tell you, ...... next month"

"Okay, okay, okay!" Han Jue was worried that Gu Fan would shake out the anniversary gift he had prepared in advance, so he hurriedly stopped Gu Fan from talking endlessly: "You guys get to know each other briefly this time, and then talk about it next time we have dinner together." You save some words, Xiaoman said that he would introduce you to beautiful female artists. ”

"Hahaha, okay, then I'll wait. Gu Fan hung up the phone with a smile.

After hanging up the phone, Han Jue and Zhang Yiman both lay down.

Zhang Yiman turned over, moved to Han Jue's side, and asked in an extremely charming ear, "Uncle, what is there next month?"

Han Jue felt the temperature close at hand and was startled.

"Eh, be careful if the fruit falls on the quilt!" Han Jue moved outside, warning as he spoke.

However, when he looked down, he realized that he didn't know when the fruit on the tray had been eaten.

"Hee-hee~The fruit has long been eaten up~" Zhang Yiman twisted and got into Han Jue's arms, fortunately, Zhang Yiman did not turn into a kissing machine, but just pillowed his head on Han Jue's shoulder socket, squinting his eyes and feeling Han Jue's embrace.

This is a real "bed play".

Han Jue hugged Zhang Yiman, and could clearly feel the touch of the skin on Zhang Yiman's body, and he didn't dare to move.

"We ...... Cough...... Let's watch the movie. Han Jue moistened his thirsty throat, feeling that only movies that could make him devote himself to it could divert his attention.

"Okay~" Zhang Yiman said.

Han Jue casually flipped to the channel that played the movie, and he didn't care about its good or bad movies, just pick it up and watch it.

However, the smell of Zhang Yiman's body, the touch of his skin, and the sound of breathing all affected Han Jue's viewing experience.

Slowly, the movie became incomprehensible.

Han Jue could only hold this position until the movie ended, or Zhang Yiman fell asleep.

Waiting and waiting, when the movie was halfway through, Zhang Yiman was not sleepy, but Han Jue fell asleep.

Zhang Yiman stayed up and slept Han Jue, and he was very proud.

She quietly approached Han Jue, her face very close. The last time Han Jue suddenly opened her eyes in the cohabitation hut, she still remembered it vividly.

This time, Han Jue didn't open his eyes again. Zhang Yiman was very excited and felt that he could do whatever he wanted.

But Zhang Yiman didn't really do whatever he wanted after all.

[There is another chance to kiss, you have to find a chance to use it well. It's best if there are only two people, no one else, no camera, hehe~] Zhang Yiman is not a fool, he got two kisses with Han Jue, and he used one on the sofa, this time in case he stole the kiss, he was photographed by the camera, but after Han woke up, he said that he didn't owe her kiss, and he had to repay the debt, so she lost a lot.

Zhang Yiman just looked at Han Jue with love in his eyes for a long time, and finally grabbed Han Jue's arm, drilled himself into Han Jue's arms, and clinged closer to Han Jue.

[Ah~~It's so good~~] Zhang Yiman couldn't hold back a smile at the corner of her mouth, feeling that the happiness that belonged to her had come.

Zhang Yiman played with Han Jue's hand, thinking that it looked good. First of all, the fingers are long and good-looking, and the calluses on the fingertips are also good-looking, and secondly, the green tendons on the back of the hand are also good-looking, and the wound on the fist peak is also good-looking, and this black ......

[Huh?]

Zhang Yiman frowned slightly, grabbed the cuff of Han Jue's left bathrobe, and pushed it up little by little.

。 m.