Chapter 118 [The Little Yellow Flower of the Story] [Four Changes]
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"Cho Hyun, is that you?" Kim Tae-yeon looked up at Cho Hyun with a somewhat confused look in her eyes. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
"It's ...... me"
Zhao Hyun opened his mouth to answer, but before he finished speaking, Kim Taeyeon "vomited", his mouth bulged, and he seemed to be about to vomit out.
"Vomit ......"
Kim Taeyeon was lying on the toilet and vomiting, and since Kim Taeyeon didn't eat dinner tonight, slowly Kim Taeyeon started retching because she didn't have anything left in her stomach to vomit.
Cho Hyun stood behind and gently patted Kim Taeyeon on the back.
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After a long time, Kim Taeyeon finally vomited almost and sat on the ground with a thick breath.
Zhao Xian took this opportunity to walk out of the bathroom and take off his shirt, after all, the stickiness and foul smell on his clothes made him very uncomfortable.
Because it was summer, Zhao Xian was just wearing a shirt, so after taking off his clothes, the whole person became bare-chested.
At first glance, Zhao Xian's upper body is full of explosive muscle lines, with scars of different sizes, and even two conspicuous gunshot wounds on his chest.
Because the scars on Zhao Xian's body are not at all like what can be caused in this era, people always have an inexplicable fear of the unknown.
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After taking off his clothes, Zhao Hyun went in again to take a look at Kim Taeyeon, and it seemed that the whole person still hadn't been able to sober up, sitting on the ground stupidly, looking at the bathroom tiles with a somewhat dull gaze.
Seeing this scene, Zhao Xian seemed to see a little girl who had been bullied, sitting on the ground sadly, dumbfounded.
Zhao Xian didn't think it was ridiculous, but there was a sense of pity that he didn't want to have in his heart.
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Just as Cho Hyun was about to help Kim Taeyeon into the bedroom, the phone came, Cho Hyun took out his mobile phone and looked at it, then walked out of the bathroom and came to the living room to answer the phone.
"Zhao Xian Oba, are you busy now?" was Xu Xian's voice on the other end of the phone.
"It's just...... It's just that reading the script is too fascinating. Zhao Xian's answer was a bit hesitant because he was making up lies to Xu Xian.
"Zhao Xian Oba, don't have too much pressure on you. Hearing Zhao Xian's words, Xu Xian spoke, she felt that filming would officially start tomorrow, and Zhao Xian must be very nervous at this time.
Zhao Xian was indeed very nervous, because he found that since he had just told Xu Xian the first lie, he had to use a lie to cover it up again, but Zhao Xian felt that in this case, he couldn't tell Xu Xian the truth, so he was a little nervous now.
"It's not that I'm nervous, I'm just a little worried, I'm worried that I'll delay everyone when I'm shooting. Zhao Xian paused and spoke.
"Zhao Xian Oba, you are obviously nervous. Xu Xian laughed when he heard Zhao Xian's words.
"Well, the truth is, I'm nervous right now. Zhao Xian had to admit that he was nervous.
"Zhao Xian Oba, don't you really need me to visit the class tomorrow?" Xu Xian asked this question again.
"Don't worry, I'm not as nervous as you think. Zhao Xian spoke, he didn't want to use this method on the first day of shooting.
"I see. Xu Xian said with a smile.
"Zhao Xian Oba, but when was the first broadcast of the TV series?" Xu Xian asked, but he thought that it should be August.
"It should be the 28th of next month. Zhao Xian thought about it, he remembered hearing what screenwriter Lu Xijing said.
"So urgent?" Xu Xian was a little surprised, because usually the filming is two months in advance to set the actors and then prepare for filming, but this time there was only one month of preparation time.
"I'm not in a hurry. "Zhao Xian doesn't know much about TV broadcasting, but he thinks a month of filming is quite long.
"Zhao Xian Oba, next month I will definitely stick to the first broadcast of "It's Okay, It's Love". Xu Xian's tone was serious.
"Then, do you need me to thank Xu Xian's seniors?" Hearing Xu Xian's words, Zhao Xian was also amused by that seriousness.
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Unconsciously, the two chatted for a long time.
After hanging up the phone, Zhao Xian felt a little prostration and guilt, he lied to Xu Xian, in fact, he didn't mean it that way, but he did it.
Perhaps, in the first sentence, he should have explained it clearly to Xu Xian directly, but Zhao Xian failed to make such a choice.
Zhao Xian was annoyed by his wrong decision, but he couldn't undo it.
Throwing the phone on Kim Tae-yeon's sofa, Cho Hyun walked into the bathroom and found Kim Tae-yeon still lying on the toilet, Cho Hyun took a closer look and found that Kim Tae-yeon was sleeping on the toilet.
Somewhat helpless, Cho Hyun had no choice but to gently pick up Kim Taeyeon, walk into her bedroom, put her on the bed, cover her with the quilt, take a look, and then walk back to the bathroom.
Cho Hyun found Kim Tae-yeon's towel, moistened it with hot water, wrung it out, walked back to the bedroom, and carefully wiped Kim Tae-yeon's hands and face before walking out.
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Cho Hyun simply took care of himself, put on his dirty clothes, and went out with Kim Tae-yeon's house key.
Because it was already late at night, Zhao Xian had to drive to a large supermarket that was closed 24 hours a day to buy ingredients for the decanting soup.
Although it was almost July, the weather in Seoul at night was quite cold, so Zhao Hyun got out of the car, didn't care about the smell on his body, and thought he was swaggering into the supermarket.
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After quickly buying the vegetables, Zhao Hyun paid with the cashier's disgusted expression, and went back to Kim Tae-yeon's house with mentai fish sprouts and a dry ingredient.
Zhao Xian drove very fast, because there were not many vehicles at night, and because he himself was a little tired of the smell on his body.
So when Cho Hyun returned to Kim Taeyeon's house, the moment he entered the door, he ripped off his clothes and threw them on the ground.
Walking into the kitchen with the dishes in his hand, Zhao Xian began to swagger to make soup, a simple Mingtai fish hangover soup for him.
Because Zhao Hyun had already cooked once at Kim Tae-yeon's house last time, everything became very familiar, and soon, the smell of a mentaeyu hangover soup overflowed from the pot, and Zhao Hyun got closer and smelled it, it was very fragrant.
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After confirming that the soup was cooked, Zhao Xian turned off the heat, found a paper and pen and wrote a sentence: There is hangover soup in the pot, and you can eat it when you heat it. Also, Taeyeon, let's continue to be good friends.
Placing the note in the most prominent position on the table, Cho Hyun prepares to take another look at Kim Taeyeon before leaving.
But Zhao Xiangang walked into the bedroom, only to find that the bed was empty.
And then......
He was hugged from behind. (To be continued.) )