"Ha^ did drink a little wine," the ghost sent the gods, Xicheng didn't want Han Jiaren to leave, he said cheekily: "I'll drink some tea to relieve hangover, you sit with me for a while, there are a few friends here in Hong Kong who are related to wine and meat." ”

"I really drank alcohol," Han Jiaren didn't doubt it, called the waiter to come over and order a pot of hangover tea, and said with disgust in his mouth, "You're not an adult, it's better not to drink, it's another trouble to be photographed by the domestic media." ”

"Snort," Hee Cheng pouted disdainfully, "Trouble is such a thing, as long as you are in the entertainment industry, there will be no shortage anywhere, I have long been used to it." He didn't like to hear from Han Jiaren that he was underage.

It's not just because of the rebellious psychology of young people, most men don't want the women they like to treat themselves as children or brothers or other sad identities, which is simply a good person card in disguise.

People are actually very nostalgic creatures, and many people can't forget the feeling of first love or secret love, even if the sad tears have dried up for many years.

Maybe you feel that you have already come out, but inadvertently, because of some trivial things, you suddenly think of that person, and think of the heartache in the end, that pain seems to have been left yesterday, and it is still very clear.

"It sounds like a vicissitudes of life," Han Jiaren teased and said, "You have only been in the industry for a long time, and you have so many emotions." ”

"Isn't it vicissitudes?" Xicheng shook his head, put aside the sadness in his heart, and pretended to be very proud and said: "No matter what, I am also a senior, some time ago I went to the list, and most singers have to call me seniors when they see me." ”

"Isn't it called oppa?" Han Jiaren said with a smile: "During this time, I paid attention to domestic entertainment news, and girls mentioned you, and they all seemed to be called oppa." ”

Whether it is in the circle or outside the circle, even if he is two or three years older than Xicheng, he will shout oppa delicately when talking about Xicheng. The media has long stopped taking this as a scandal, and the law does not blame the public. Not long ago, when the family was born, Yoon Zhongxin made fun of Hee Sung and said that he was a national oppa.

I don't know why, I always felt that Han Jiaren's tone was like jealousy, and Xicheng couldn't help but feel a wave in his heart, and said with a smile: "My sister is also a girl, so it's better to shout an oppa to listen." ”

"Looking for death," Han Jiaren couldn't help blushing and said angrily, "I'm seven or eight years older than you." ”

"If you don't say it, no one will think you're older than me." Xicheng's words are not exaggerated at all, Han Jiaren's facial features are very delicate, and her temperament is exceptionally fresh, and no one will object to saying that she is a student.

And although Hee Sung is still handsome, compared to when he first debuted, his facial features are much rougher, and his lines are like knives, but he is more and more like his father Mr. Lee Seung Ho, plus he is tall now. Broad shoulders, obviously a very manly storage zài.

"That can't call you oppa, like anything!" was said to be childish by Xicheng, and Han Jiaren was still very happy. After the age of twenty-five, a woman begins to fear getting old, but she doesn't have the cheekiness to shout Hee Cheng oppa,

"Okay. Whatever you want," Hee-sung shrugged and said to himself, "But don't expect me to call you sister." Why don't I call you Hyun-joo. ”

"Ah, really," Han Jiaren sighed with her forehead, and there was nothing she could do about Xicheng's Laipi, "Forget it, if you really want to call me by name, just call me Beauty." It seems that she has no interest in letting others call her sister.

"I heard that in the past, your name was transliterated in Taiwan, and it was translated as Jiayin."

"Well, it's about 05 years, my agent told me that it's better to write like this, in China it means beauty," Han Jiaren covered her mouth and smiled: "I was vain for a while, and I told people in an interview." ”

That year, Xi Cheng Chadian otaku memory, panicked in his heart, hurriedly ran to the university to find a Chinese professor to verify whether he was in a dream, and opened his mouth to say that it was extremely remote, "The beauty is not visible, the frost and snow are empty." ”

That year, Han Jiaren married another woman, because she didn't love, maybe she was indifferent in her heart, but Xicheng was very sad in the secret love that was put into the water, he only felt that the whole world had turned his back on him, and sure enough, the frost and snow were empty.

That year may have been uneventful in the eyes of many people, but it has an extraordinary meaning for both men and women at the moment.

Saiyan returned to the north in the south, and the river tide returned to the east in the west, time and space seemed to be a joke, and it took many years for Xicheng to have the opportunity to slowly chant this poem.

The silence was interrupted by a terrible cry.

Looking back, there was indeed a child crying at the table next to him.

The little boy cried hysterically and even ran to the aisle and rolled around.

Hee-sung doesn't hate children, but he definitely doesn't like this kind of nonsense, not to mention that the reason is just because someone else ate a piece of tea he likes.

"Forget it, let's sit in my room, at least it's a little cleaner," he frowned, calling the waiter to settle the bill. No matter how much you hate him, you can't see him like a child, you can only see it out of sight.

At this time, the environment of the hotel, it seems that the lonely man and the widow are not suitable. Han Jiaren opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but she still didn't say it after all.

"I'll call some more snacks, do you have anything you want to eat?" Hee Sung opened the door and invited Han Jiaren in.

"Thank you, no need," Han Jiaren's cheeks were slightly red, and she was not very comfortable looking for a topic, "It turns out that you live in the presidential suite, which is a bit too luxurious." ”

"No matter how good the hotel is, it is not as comfortable as at home," Xicheng has stayed in several hotels in Hong Kong, the most prominent ones are the Peninsula, Four Seasons, and the Intercontinental Hotel where he lives now, but no matter how good the hotel is, it is not as comfortable as home.

"I'm really not satisfied," Han Jiaren said a little childishly, "It's the first time I've seen the presidential suite of the Intercontinental Hotel." ”

The price of the presidential suite at the InterContinental Hotel is nearly $12,000 per night, plus other expenses, which is really not something that ordinary celebrities and rich people are willing to spend, and even if they have money, they may not be able to book it.

"Mr. Lin arranged it, otherwise I would have lived in a business room at most," Xicheng said very wrongly: "If you like it, you can also live here today......

As soon as the words came out, both of them were a little embarrassed.

A man invites a woman to stay overnight, and the two have a bit of an ambiguous relationship, which is really a bit excessive.

Damn, are you really drunk, some words blurted out without going through the brain, Hee Cheng laughed dryly, and added: "This suite has five rooms, we don't necessarily have to sleep in one room." ”

It's okay not to explain, the more you depict it, the darker it becomes.

Han Jiaren was so ashamed that she didn't dare to face Xicheng, and she couldn't wait to get out of the door. (To be continued......)