Long time talent and deep love [entertainment circle]

"She's lying." This resentment has been lingering in her mind, as if lingering, but Quan Zhilong still resisted asking, there must be some clues that could betray her whereabouts.

Although it is very smart to always boast, but occasionally there are times when it is full of flaws, and lying is not what she is good at.

Quan Zhilong firmly believed in this.

Sitting on the plane to the UK, I still remember that it was early in the morning when I came back last night. I went to the room to take a look, and I was indeed asleep. The manuscripts on the table have been neatly put away, and there is only one notebook left on the table The computer, and when she went back in the morning, she was the last to close the precious notebook, and even saw Hormon leave the room with averted eyes.

Each of them has their own ghosts, what are they thinking in their minds.

Regardless, after sleeping on the plane for a while, it is estimated that you will still need jet lag when you arrive in the UK. You must first find a reserved hotel and carefully arrange birthday surprises.

She said that she never celebrated her birthday, but judging from Hormon's attitude before she left, it was true that it was not her birthday at all, otherwise she would definitely ask when she will come back, and even talk about special days like birthdays.

The booked hotel is a garden-style single-living small villa with two floors in total. The first floor has a living room, a TV and a kitchen. The second floor is a bedroom and a special washing machine room. There is even a balcony where you can bask in the sun. There are also roses planted by the boss himself, which look red and beautiful.

The moment we got off the plane, it was raining in England. It kept raining until we got the keys. Quan Zhilong put his hands on his hips, looked at the weather helplessly, threw the suitcase aside, and found his pajamas.

It was the first gift for him, a pajamas, the price was considered cheap, not very expensive, but compared to her, she was a little reluctant to buy it.

He put on his pajamas with a tired face: "I'm sorry, it's raining, let's beat the jet lag first, and close the curtains." Then, after he lay down alone, he patted the side with peace of mind, "Silly What are you doing standing up, change your clothes and sleep for a while."

He Ercheng gave up the desire to walk in the rain. In such an unfamiliar place, she couldn't go anywhere alone, so she walked to the window and helped him close the curtains: "Ouba, rest first. I'll take a look."

She turned around, gently closed the door, and went downstairs.

The inside of the room is basically a bathtub and a shower room. The two rooms are still separated. At the end is an open-air balcony. Because of the rain, the balcony is soaked. There is only a lonely table and two stools , the umbrella that blocked it was a little skewed.

"Er Cheng, rest after reading it." Quan Zhilong heard her footsteps going down the stairs, and shouted to the door, but he still covered himself with a quilt after speaking, turned his head and entered the sleep mode.

And He Ercheng downstairs found that the kitchen below was fully equipped, including a refrigerator, and a rectangular table with a delicate tablecloth.

As soon as I opened the fridge, I was disappointed that it was empty.

But right now Quan Zhilong just wants to beat the jet lag, and because she just sent the manuscript in the morning and has to wait for the news, so it is particularly difficult to fall asleep when she has something in mind, especially when she needs to beat the jet lag, unless she is really tired For the sake of not wanting to move anything.

She sneaked upstairs again and found that he had already fallen asleep. She had no choice but to take some dollars from his pocket and go to a nearby supermarket to buy something. I was starving to death, and I didn't know what was delicious and what was not.

In such a cold day, he would want to eat something warm after waking up. He didn't know when he came back yesterday. He must be hungover again, so his stomach must not be able to bear it.

So, He Ercheng found the nearest supermarket according to the navigation on his mobile phone, and used the money in his hand to buy something to eat in the evening. There are still a few hours left before dark. He hurried back to his residence.

When he stood inside, his hair was already messed up by the wind outside. He patted the remaining water droplets on his body, took off his coat, and put his things away.

I went upstairs to open the notebook and saw an unread email. I clicked on it and saw that it was a notification letter of approval of the script. At the end, PD added a sentence: The writing is very detailed, I am very satisfied, and I hope it will be on schedule Participate in the filming, writer nim.

This good news finally seemed to be resurrected with full blood, and the lazy tiredness just now swept away.

Under the rhythm of light music, I finished vegetable salad and clam soup, and made honey chicken wings. After cooking rice, I can also make the last pineapple fried rice. Pineapple is also an out-of-season fruit that I have been looking for for a long time, so it is refreshing. , or put a little less.

He ate a lot last time. When he was in Thailand, he just made it the same as this time. He added more meat floss to make the taste more fragrant.

I also grabbed a handful of soybeans and soaked them in a bowl, so that when I wake up tomorrow morning, I can use the soybean milk machine to cook soybean milk. When it enters the stomach, it will be more comfortable than chewing and swallowing beans.

Quan Zhilong was completely awakened by the smell from downstairs, but there was no figure of He Ercheng by his side, he touched the side, and it was still the same as before, it was cold.

I stretched my waist, looked up and did a stretching exercise, and looked at the time on the phone. It was already night, no wonder, I washed up a little before going down the stairs.

She was busy frying something in the kitchen by herself, probably because the smell of oily smoke was too strong, she couldn't help covering her mouth and coughing.

He was sitting on the stairs, holding his chin, just looking at her busy back. Although she was a little different from other girls, she didn't feel bored. On the contrary, all her actions were accompanied by the breath of life. She will be much more than he imagined.

Probably, cooking for someone she likes is what she looks like.

He still couldn't help walking behind her, raised his hand and pressed the switch button of the range hood, and then lightly hugged her with both hands from behind: "Honey, don't you even know how to use the range hood?"

"Eh? Are you awake?" He Ercheng couldn't help coughing again, completely exhausted by the fume, "This sound is too loud, and it will disturb you to rest, but it doesn't matter now, it will be fine soon, you go first Have some of that clam soup and taste it."

As she spoke, she grabbed some meat floss and sprinkled it in the rice, as well as a little pineapple, stir-fried it a little, put it on a plate, and said, "Let me have a bite."

Quan Zhilong turned around, went to the side and opened the window to ventilate in time, the smell of oily smoke couldn't go away, she kept coughing, and put the water glass next to her: "Let's eat first, it will be better this way. "

"Yeah, it's much better." He Ercheng picked up the glass and drank all the mineral water in it, and then he recovered.

Clam soup and the pineapple tea rice that he had eaten in Thailand before are both his favorite combinations. Quan Zhilong took some in a bowl and scooped up a spoonful of soup to put into the egg fried rice.

He Ercheng stopped immediately: "Ouba, it's not good to eat like this. You should drink this soup first. If you are full with the soup, you won't eat too much, so you won't get fat." She held the bowl with a smile Filled with clam soup, "Just kidding, you drank wine last night and worked hard all day, so let's have a good meal today and comfort yourself."

"There are so many things to pay attention to." Quan Zhilong still wanted to pick up the bowl of soup and pour it directly into the rice. Didn't he often eat kimchi soup like this.

"When did you go outside? It's still raining. Is it far away?" Quan Zhilong asked with concern while eating pineapple rice. Before coming here, he only knew to book a room, but forgot to do the nearby strategy. He has been here several times , but most of them work with members or staff.

As expected, the mood is different between coming to work and going on vacation. He tasted the dinner she made interestingly. It cannot be said to be exaggerated and delicious, but it is indeed delicious, and it would be superfluous to express it.

"It's okay, it takes about an hour to go back and forth, and there is no detour, and a stroll in the middle, the total is only one and a half hours, it is considered a walk."

"Well... I originally planned to order takeaway because of jet lag, but why didn't you sleep, after taking such a long flight."

"I'm waiting for the email. I'm going to sleep at night anyway. I'll go to bed when it gets dark." He Ercheng continued, "Well, I just accepted the job of MBC, and I'm going to record in January. The script outline I sent is over. , It’s a one-off, and the teacher is worried that my PD over there will deliberately make things difficult for me.” I also remembered that Teacher Hong Meilan was worried because she didn’t know that person on the phone yesterday.

Quan Zhilong quickly gave a thumbs up: "Baby, I'm proud of you, encourage one, mun~"

But... He Ercheng discovered that he didn't even say when he would go back, so wouldn't it be too late if he didn't ask?

"Is there time? If you accept the job." Quan Zhilong was still curious.

She raised her head, took the soup in her mouth, swallowed it slowly, and said: "I don't know, Oppa, when did you buy the ticket, and you haven't told me about the itinerary back, are you still here? Is there anything urgent to do?"

"No, I just want to stay with you quietly for a while, walk around the street, buy things, take pictures, it's as simple as that."

He Ercheng was taken aback for a moment, she just didn't know how to respond to him for a while, she lowered her head, chewing the pineapple rice in her mouth, it felt a little sweet.

After a long time, she said again: "Wash the dishes later, go up and rest."

Quan Zhilong supported his chin contentedly, lay down and slept for a few hours, which was much better than she hadn't rested until now. If she was tired, she was the most tired one. She walked for more than an hour when she came back: " The division of labor was created for us, you’ve already cooked, it doesn’t seem to matter if I wash the dishes, just change it.”

He Ercheng pointed to his painted nails: "It's easy to fall off if you touch too much water, let me wash it."

But he still insisted: "Go back and make it up again, what's the matter, I'm not a fairy hand, don't treat your Oppa as a waste, you still have to do the work that should be done." In other words, she would rather sit Take a break, and don't want her to be busy in the kitchen anymore.

Even if it is a thing that she can cook, it does not mean that she will take on all the housework in the future.

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