The coldness of the Magic City is directly penetrated into the human bones through down jackets and layers of sweaters. It is better when there is the sun. At this time, the sunlight shines down, and the whole morning is clear and clear, with a white wind blowing.

In this old residential area far away from the center of the city, there were many people around this morning. Most of these people were middle-aged and had to go to work or school.

Zhang Yiman's popularity has really increased a lot.

When I saw "Let's Fall in Love" recording several times, I saw the old men and women who had just passed by after a few glances. This time, they all stopped and stopped, leaned over to watch, and didn't feel tired of carrying the food. I was stopped by the staff and dispersed and retreated. While the staff was not paying attention, they secretly gathered forward and pointed at Han Jue and Zhang Yiman. The combat power was not reduced.

Fortunately, the young girls and young students all went to school, otherwise they might not be so orderly at this time.

Han Jue was bathed in the sun and read the book carefully. After reading one page, she clumsily flipped the page with her hands wearing gloves. Zhang Yiman put on the hat of the down jacket, hiding her face behind the scarf, which was hidden inside the down jacket. It was both sun-proof and thermally insulated, and the important thing was to be able to observe secretly. Several times of these she wanted to help Han Jue turn the page, but she always missed the opportunity again and again.

Both of them were people who didn't care about the fingers of others in the distance. Look at yours, I look at mine, they look at theirs.

The staff upstairs came down.

The cameras in the room were placed.

Director Wang came over and called Han Jue and Zhang Yiman, so that they could start recording.

Han Jue put away the book and ran to the room upstairs with his arms around. Zhang Yiman was like a little bitch, with the tail behind him.

Since the couple's residence, the opening of the show usually starts here.

The two of us haven't been here for a long time. The house has been cleaned by the people from the program team and the heating is turned on. When Han Jue entered the house, he rushed to the sofa, hugged a pillow and refused to let go, and his eyebrows and eyes melted comfortably.

In the cold winter, conversations between people seem to become a consumption, and it seems not so necessary.

Quietness naturally has its cuteness.

That's what Han Jue thinks.

So Han Jue buried his face in the sofa, treated himself as a stone, or let himself live in the stone, and refused to move for a long time. It is necessary to rely on his works to suppress emoticons, but this "Love" cannot be considered a work, so it seems that it is good to have a paid break on the show.

When Zhang Yiman entered the house, he looked like a little animal who had been away from home for a long time. When he returned to a familiar place, he reviewed all the rooms in the house again. After checking the refrigerator and drawers, he walked to the living room and saw Han Jue lying motionlessly.

Zhang Yiman immediately glared at him

Zhang Yiman drooped her slippers, stepping on each step loudly and vigorously, trying to create her angry aura. She walked forward and patted Han Jue's back hard. "Uncle, get up quickly, let's chat."

"Let me sleep for a while." Han Juehan said vaguely.

"Get up quickly." Zhang Yiman pulled Han Jue's arm and wanted to pull him up, but he couldn't move it.

Han Jue refused to get up.

Zhang Yiman was useless to persevere anymore. He became anxious. When he turned his eyes, he raised one leg and pressed his knees on Han Jue's back. He pulled Han Jue's arms and twisted back with force, as if he was going to ruin Han Jue.

“???!”

Han Jue was awakened by this operation, and he pushed Zhang Yiman, who was half pressed on his back, sat up straight, looked at Zhang Yiman in shock, and said incrediblely, "I'm just taking a little rest, are you going to waste my hand?"

Zhang Yiman sat on the sofa and laughed.

After she experienced the last time she followed her, Zhang Yaohui arranged a female bodyguard for her. This bodyguard had to arrange both public and private. Zhang Yiman learned several female self-defense techniques from the bodyguard, and was very proud. Today, when she saw Han Jue being lazy, she planned to teach this disobedient uncle a little lesson.

Now, it's very effective.

"Are you still laughing?" Han Jue pretended to be angry.

If Zhang Yiman, who had been in the past, was uneasy to see Han Jue get angry.

However, at this time, Zhang Yiman was no longer Amon. Seeing Han Jue's aggressiveness, Zhang Yiman curled his smile, stopped smiling, frowned little by little, and said

"We haven't seen each other for a long time. I'll be very happy when I see you, but you don't even talk to me when you see me."

Zhang Yiman's anger was even more angry than Han Jue pretended to be angry.

When Han Jue faced such a straight ball, his momentum suddenly became weaker. He felt that he would go to the sofa to sleep when he came, and he didn't even look like he looked. It was really bad.

When couples get along, one party has done something wrong, and there are two solutions below

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"I, I'm just for the sake of being funny." Han Jue scratched his head, very innocent and honest.

The director and others downstairs rolled their eyes after hearing Han Jue's indifferent arguments.

"That's how~" Zhang Yiman's anger dissipated like the melting of ice and snow.

"Really, we all need to get into the state when the program is just starting to be recorded." Han Jue swears to be nonsense here.

"Yeah." Zhang Yiman listened very seriously.

"I just pretended to be very tired, and then made you angry a little, revitalize this beginning, greatly improving our recording efficiency. Fortunately, we have a tacit understanding and have really developed like this without any discussion. It's great!" Han Jue exclaimed, then raised his hand and wanted to high-five with Zhang Yiman.

"Yeah!" Zhang Yiman also looked very happy, and cooperated to raise his hand and slam high fives.

Han Jue smiled in his heart

Just as he breathed a sigh of relief, he watched Zhang Yiman's handing out palm, avoiding his palm track, and going down...

"Ha!" Zhang Yiman shouted.

The palm was printed on Han Jue's belly.

"Puff!" Han Jue was "beat away", covered his belly and pretended to be seriously injured, stretched out a finger, pointed at Zhang Yiman tremblingly, "This is... Baguazhang! The Gong family's sixty-four hands!"

"Hmph." Zhang Yiman blew his palms. Of course, she didn't use any force to hit her, but Han Jue acted well, so she couldn't show weakness, right?

"It's so amazing, so amazing, I can't get up." Han Jue was lying on the sofa and kept "wailing", wailing, and quietly picked up a pillow and adjusted the angle on the armrest of the sofa.

Zhang Yiman didn't realize it and said with a very stylish look, "Your golden bell cover is also well practiced, but it's a pity that I met..."

“…”

The two of them had a great time, but after watching the whole process, the director was speechless by the unfolding of the plot.

"What are these!" The director said dejectedly as he listened to the shameful lines of business blew each other.

"Relieve the breath, maybe... they are just making fun?" the screenwriter comforted.

"Who wants them to be funny? I want them to fall in love!" The director was angry and rubbed his hair into a mess...
Chapter completed!