Korean entertainment to remain capricious

He Baoen sat in Quan Zhilong's studio, watching him drink the soup.

The day of bb's return as a complete body has been pushed back and forth. As the captain, he is under pressure again and again.

He lost a lot of weight and often couldn't sleep at night.

This night, he probably wanted to stay up all night at work again.Wearing comfortable casual clothes, his face without makeup showed undisguised exhaustion and madness.

He Baoen took out a tissue and wiped his mouth, his heart throbbing with pain.

She stayed in Seoul because of Lu Hongzhe, but she didn't visit the company often because of Quan Zhilong.

Is it her fault?It's her fault.

But she didn't lie to Quan Zhilong. This time, she really didn't intend to stand up and do anything stupid.

She said it, emphasized it, and decided to call it a day.

Because as Quan Zhilong said, she has to be responsible to those who love her, and she can no longer be so rash and reckless.If she gets hurt, someone will get hurt, and if she suffers, someone will suffer too.

Terrified, she recoiled, and decided to call it a day.

And this kind of her made herself feel selfish, selfish and terrible.

Behind Lu Hongzhe stood Liu Zaishuo, and she...

I chose to be wise and protect myself.

It must be because of guilt, so I stare anxiously.

After being persuaded by Quan Zhilong to leave, things finally happened.It's also because of guilt, so I must stay by Liu Zaishuo's side.

He Baoen didn't tell Quan Zhilong about these entanglements.

He may or may not have known.But he didn't lose his temper with He Baoen, he just stayed in his studio and continued to be busy.Then when He Baoen brought a pot of warm beef bone soup, he took it with a smile and drank it like a rattle.

"Anything else to do tonight?"

He Baoen squeezed Zhilong's shoulders, the muscles were all stiff, and when he pressed to a certain point, the whole back shrank slightly.

Quan Zhilong understood He Baoen's weakness, turned around and hugged He Baoen's waist, and began to groan.

"Well...you can do it tomorrow, Ouba hasn't slept well recently...my whole body hurts..."

He Baoen thought it was funny, but he was really distressed, so he nodded cooperatively with a serious face.

"Then let's go to the hospital. We are already so tired. If we are still sick, we will not be well."

Quan Zhilong shook his head directly, stood up and clasped his girlfriend's shoulder to take it out the door.

"No, let's go home, just give me a massage."

Pressing and pressing, the gun almost misfired.

But because Quan Zhilong's bags under his eyes could fall down to his chin, He Baoen decisively pushed her away from him, and then lightly kissed his eyes.

"Ouba, I'm tired today, go to bed first."

In this way, Quan Zhilong still woke up earlier than her the next day.

When He Baoen was still half asleep and half awake, he felt something wet and slippery touching her face lightly.

Eyes open, in front of him is an enlarged version of the facial features, even the pores and fine hairs are clearly visible.

He sighed softly in his heart, but raised his hands, wrapped around his neck, and pulled him down.

Lip to lip, eye to eye.

Quan Zhilong's eyes suddenly ignited with excitement and enthusiasm, while He Baoen's eyes were full of tenderness and nostalgia.

The distance between the two is so small, and it is still escaping and exploding in the midst of the constant heating up, making it suffocating.

He Baoen closed her eyes shyly, she could feel the tip of Quan Zhilong's tongue sliding across her lips.

"Ah! I haven't brushed my teeth yet!"

He Baoen suddenly woke up and pushed Quan Zhilong away.

After pushing away, seeing his sullen face, I felt uneasy again.

So he got out of bed slowly, and under Quan Zhilong's condemning gaze, he took a clean nightgown from the closet, and murmured:

"Well... I'll go... take a shower..."

Quan Zhilong stood up.

"I am with you."

Holding He Baoen's wrist, he walked to the door of the bathroom in two or three steps, full of action.

"Ouba, you didn't bring the pajamas that you will change later..."

He Baoen was dying, or because the gap between the two of them was too long, this time, she was a little shy...

"no need."

Quan Zhilong pushed He Baoen in, followed closely behind, and then closed the door of the bathroom.

no need... no need...

He Baoen's head was about to freeze, thinking about these three words repeatedly, but he couldn't decipher the meaning that Quan Zhilong wanted to express.

And soon, she couldn't even remember these three words.

The water flowed down from the top of the head, warm and slippery.

Quan Zhilong pressed her against the bathroom wall, it was cold and cold.

Blossoms of flame, like poppies, cling to her skin, setting her entire sensory world on fire.

He Baoen hugged Quan Zhilong's back, how could it be possible, she wanted the two of them to love each other forever.

Quan Zhilong didn't go to the company, just hugged a computer and finished the unfinished work last night on the sofa.

He Baoen lay next to him and called Fernandi. The man was obviously very anxious, but he still maintained his demeanor in his words, and just asked He Baoen repeatedly:

"When will you come back?"

He Baoen was playing with Quan Zhilong's clothes and was suddenly distracted.

It wasn't until Fernandi urged again that he finally made up his mind and asked:

"Just like "nifty" at the time, let's make it here in Seoul. The sound engineer, see if you can hire one for me. It doesn't matter if the price is a little higher, but you must understand the entire music market."

Quan Zhilong raised his head and glanced at her.

He Baoen returned him a sunny smile, and then continued to negotiate with Fernandi, and the two talked for several ten minutes.

"Boen..."

Quan Zhilong pulled her hand over to kiss, he actually wanted to say that he could accompany her to America.

These days, his job is mainly to write songs. It’s the same wherever he is. Of course, the effect may be worse if he is not familiar with the studio, but isn’t there He Baoen next to him, she is enough to make up for all the shortcomings.

"Ouba, don't stop me. Anyway, I have to record "Three Meals at Three Hours", so if I don't have to fly at both ends, maybe it will be more efficient."

He Baoen smiled, and then patted Quan Zhilong's arm, telling him to continue working.

Quan Zhilong didn't wear headphones, and the music he was writing was streaming out of the computer in bursts.

He Baoen listened carefully for a while, then lay down on the sofa and fell asleep again.

In the dream, she returned to that concert again, which made her wake up suddenly not long after she closed her eyes.

"what happened?"

Quan Zhilong raised his head and asked her.

"nothing……"

He Baoen shook his head, those uneasy feelings came again, like tarsal maggots, disgusting and frightening.

Time has entered the deep winter, and the sorghum fields of "Three Meals at Three Hours" have been cut down to become barren. The recording of the program has temporarily come to an end, and the next one will be the fishing village of "Three Meals at Three Hours", which should be filmed and recorded by other people articles.

Everyone had a temporary break-up meal together, and after drinking and eating, they returned to their warm homes.

"Would you like to come to my house for the New Year this year?"

Quan Zhilong proposed like this, but he didn't have too much expectation.

From the previous years to the end of the year, He Baoen was either not in Korea, or went to Liu Zaishuo's house for a meal, and there was never any room for him to intervene.

But this year, parents have seen it too.

Quan's father and mother urged him to ask his girlfriend, so he came to ask.

Sure enough, after a brief hesitation, He Baoen shook his head.

"I'd better go to Souba's house."

Inevitably, Quan Zhilong felt a little disappointed.

But He Baoen held his hand tightly and explained:

"This may be the last time I will stay at Soopa's house for the new year. Let me stay there and don't be sad."

After Quan Zhilong came back to his senses, he was instantly overwhelmed by surprise.

the last time?What's the meaning? !

In the past two years, he has been sending out signals that he wants to get married. He doesn't believe that with He Baoen's IQ, he must not have noticed it.

So what does it mean now?Next year at the latest?

Quan Zhilong's first reaction was to hug He Baoen's shoulders tightly and pull her into his arms.

Then I thought about it a little deeper, and then I remembered why it was next year...

"Did you feel something again?"

After a short hug and ecstasy, Quan Zhilong pulled He Baoen away again with a serious expression.

"Ah."

He Baoen didn't hide anything from him, and nodded emphatically.

Just a few seconds ago, the smile that was still on Quan Zhilong's face disappeared at this moment.

"Didn't you say that something happened at our concert? It's a big deal that we won't hold a concert this year! It should be fine..."

Quan Zhilong clenched his teeth, but in the end, he hesitated.

how can that be possible?

For an illusory guess, push BB, who has not returned for three years, to the back?

And even if it is pushed?Can you stop it?Will there be any changes?

He Baoen slipped back into his arms and put his arms around his waist.

"Ouba, I will be careful, and I will work hard to get through."

"This may be my last level. When I pass the level smoothly, let's get married, okay?"

He Baoen raised his head and looked at Quan Zhilong, his eyes were full of expectation and pleading.

Quan Zhilong couldn't refuse such a look, kissed her forehead, and said:

"it is good."

After such an agreement, He Baoen began to live a monotonous two-point and one-line life only between the company and the apartment.

Quan Zhilong is always clinging to her. During the Chinese New Year, he just went home to brush his face for a day, and the next day, the two met again at the company.

"What a couple of model workers..."

Other seniors in the company admired this.

"Ouba doesn't need to be so nervous, it should be a while, I remember it was early summer..."

He Baoen relieved Quan Zhilong's tension.

But one day, the two returned to the apartment.

He Baoen got out of the car first, and stood beside the car waiting for Quan Zhilong to move things.

It was a gift that Sheng Ni gave to the two two days ago. It is said that it was a souvenir for the two of them when they went on a trip during the Chinese New Year.

A man rushed out from the side, pushed He Baoen to the ground, and kicked him twice.

He Baoen was stunned, and then she felt pain, her stomach shrank and twitched, mixed with the feeling of tearing.

"Oppa!"

He Baoen's voice was full of panic.

Quan Zhilong, who had already got out of the car and got into a ball with the man, turned his head, only to see the bright red blood soaking down, staining He Baoen's trouser legs red, forming a small puddle under her body.

He remembered that scene for a lifetime.