When Han Jue opened the door, he pushed the suitcase casually, walked in a straight line, and couldn't wait to throw himself on the sofa, just like a fish that had been away from the water for a long time finally returned to the water.

Han Jue closed his eyes and groped to hug the pillow like a blind man. He put two under his head and one in his arms, then squeezed out a breath from his lungs comfortably, with a look of elegance. He was even more sofa advertisement than sofa advertisement.

While traveling and doing shows is a double physical work on the body and mouth.

Han Jue could not bear such suffering at first, but with Zhang Yiman by his side, Han Jue was tired during the day, but he didn't reject it. He thought that he might have to eat such suffering a few more times.

Walking with the person you like, half of the time is the scenery along the way, and half of the time is the person around you.

Han Jue didn't feel bored or dull in a second when traveling with Zhang Yiman.

Zhang Yiman went to a strange and novel environment, and had a strong curiosity like a child, a spirit of exploration, and a spirit of sharing. With her vigorous energy, she kept saying this along the way:

"Uncle! Do you think that cloud looks like a lion and eats a very sour lemon and then its facial features are squeezed together? Hahahaha~"

"Oh~Uncle, that stone is so ugly! Just wait, I'll take it for you to show it!"

"Wow! It seems like a snake crawled over there just now! Uncle! Let's go and catch it and eat it!"

"Uncle, uncle! Look! That monkey is grabbing snacks from other monkeys, does it look like you or you!"

“…”

Although Han Jue always had to be alert to Zhang Yiman's sudden kiss after his attention was distracted, he wanted to help Zhang Yiman pat the stains on his pants, to hold her to avoid being bitten by a snake, and to carry her when she was tired, Han Jue sincerely felt that this trip was not a chore.

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

While 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 rest. After Zhang Yiman came in, he didn't sit for a while, and hurriedly started to visit his new residence.

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

The new residence arranged for them by the program team is a suite in a chain hotel. It has no special features and is average. It has a living room and a balcony, a master bedroom and a guest bedroom. If you want to say what is the difference between it and a business suite, it is that a few rose petals are sprinkled on the big bed of the master bedroom.

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

The program team was in a dilemma. After all, Han Jue and Zhang Yiman were not very fast to cross the single-plank bridge. It was already quite merciful to provide this suite. It would be meaningless to take care of it. The program could not do this.

If other artists and guests are not satisfied, they will be dissatisfied. The program team doesn’t care about so many, but Zhang Yiman is not another artist. Director Wang looked at Sister Qin and hoped that the agent could comfort Zhang Yiman.

Sister Qin knew very well what Zhang Yiman was thinking about when he looked at the big bed, and waved to the program team that he didn't have to mind, just shoot as usual.

Sure enough, after staring at the big bed for five minutes, Zhang Yiman turned around and ran to Han Jue, pulling Han Jue to him to get up and stop sleeping.

"Why are you getting up?"

“Go and take a shower.”

"Take a shower so early?"

"Let's go and try to see if the bed is soft or not," said Zhang Yiman.

"..." Han Jue said, looking at Zhang Yiman with a confused look, "Just try the bed, why do you have to take a shower?"

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

"Take a bath after a meal is harmful to the body. Now our stomach is digesting food, and the blood is concentrated in the stomach and intestines. If you 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 gave Zhang Yiman a health lesson.

"It's not good to lie down after a meal," Zhang Yiman certainly was not a vegetarian. After straightening Han Jue, he tried hard to break Han Jue's eyelids, "The accumulation of nutrients will make you fat. 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 answered seriously: "I like it!"

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

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

"What~" Zhang Yiman was caught off guard by Han Jue's beating sweet words, and his speech became weaker, and his hand slapped Han Jue's body without any strength: "Then this is not the reason for you to get fat, get up quickly~"

When Zhang Yiman was cute and stupid, he could express the wavy lines in his tone.

Han Jue usually feels soft when he hears this voice, but Han Jue finds that after getting along with him today, he likes silly girls more, so he is afraid that he will be softer, so he blocks his ears.

Looking at Han Jue's body covering his ears, it was useless to slap Zhang Yiman no matter how he called and slapped him. There was no other way, so he could only use the old method.

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

Han Jue scoffed. Han Jue was becoming more and more resistant to the physical contact with the silly girl. He closed his eyes, smelled the pleasant smell of the silly girl, and said, "That's better I'll let you kiss me, don't ask me to get up again..."

"Ten times, I won't call you if I kiss you ten times~" Zhang Yiman didn't expect that he could bargain like this, and suddenly became excited.

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

Almost as soon as Han Jue finished speaking, Zhang Yiman slapped Han Jue suddenly and finalized the transaction: "Okay! Two blows!"

Han Jue was confused. Shouldn’t I say a few words, say nine times, and say three times, say eight times, say eight times, give up? Why did I make the decision to give up in the first round???

"Don't you fight for it anymore? I will rise to three or even five more times later." Han Jue looked very regretful, as if he was really considering Zhang Yiman.

"Enough, enough, two strokes are enough! I'm not greedy~" Zhang Yiman smiled. Based on her understanding of Han Jue, Han Jue was 99.3% likely. He would cancel the transaction after two quotes, and then he still couldn't afford it.

So she had to get what she could get first.

Han Jue knew that his carelessness had been caught, and he felt something was wrong. He could not go back on his word, so he could only warn him seriously: "I agreed, I can only kiss my face."

Zhang Yiman tilted his body and slid down from Han Jue to the side of Han Jue. Then she took the pillow in Han Jue's arms and threw it away, twisting and falling into Han Jue's arms.

Two people face to face are ten centimeters apart.

Zhang Yiman looked at Han Jue with big bright eyes, while Han Jue closed his eyes and did not look at Zhang Yiman. Although their eyes did not meet, the breath they exhaled was entangled.

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

"Hmph, you didn't say it in advance, I don't care about you..." After Zhang Yiman said that, he held Han Jue's face, leaned forward, and kissed him.

The place where the kiss is of course Han Jue's mouth.

Han Jueda quickly raised his head and avoided it, but then his chin would hit the silly girl's mouth or nose. Such a silly girl would definitely cry because of the pain.
Chapter completed!