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After dinner, the three of An Xiaojing and the others dragged their luggage to the resident's room arranged by the program group.

This residential building has two floors, and each floor has three bedrooms and one living room. The first floor is where the homeowners live, and the second floor is vacated for them to stay overnight.

An Xiaojing: "Cheng Xi, Brother Su, which room do you choose?"

Young Master Su: "I can choose any one."

Cheng Xi: "Me too."

An Xiaojing: "Then I'll pick one at random and live in it."

An Xiaojing dragged his suitcase and walked into one of the rooms. This room had a small bay window, where he could sit and read a book for a while at night.

While An Xiaojing was packing her luggage, the house owner's aunt came up with fruit and gave each of the three of them a plate of fruit.

"Thank you." An Xiaojing took the fruit plate handed to him by the house owner's aunt, "You don't have to be so polite, auntie."

"It's okay, you are guests, then you should do your work first, and I will go downstairs first. If you have any questions, you can come downstairs and ask us."

"Okay, thank you auntie."

After An Xiaojing finished packing, he walked out of the room. Cheng Xi and Young Master Su also finished packing. The three of them looked at each other.

An Xiaojing: "The phone was confiscated by the program crew, so what shall we do to pass the time tonight?"

Cheng Xi smiled and suggested: "How about we fight the landlord? I haven't played the landlord for a long time."

Young Master Su nodded in agreement, "Okay, but the simple fight against landlords is not very fun, why not add a little punishment?"

An Xiaojing: "What punishment?"

Young Master Su: "The loser can draw a stroke on his face, how about that?"

The three of them are all actors, and they are all winners of best actor. The screen image is very important, and this punishment is indeed very serious.

Young Master Su glanced at An Xiaojing and Cheng Xi respectively, "How is it? Do you have any objections to my proposal?"

An Xiaojing: "The punishment is quite severe, but I don't think I will be the one who loses the worst."

Young Master Su: "Me too."

Cheng Xi smiled and said, "It's even more impossible for me."

An Xiaojing: "Then try."

……

An Xiaojing and the others were happily playing Doudizhu, but Yan Wujing was not so happy here.

Yan Wujing was sitting on the leather sofa wearing a thin black silk shirt, listening to the deafening bar music, sitting next to him was Xie Wenxuan wearing a dark purple silk shirt.

Xie Wenxuan put his hand on Yan Wujing's shoulder, held the wine glass in one hand, and lightly touched the glass in Yan Wujing's hand.

"Come on, don't be sad here, drink."

Yan Wujing rolled his eyes, opened his mouth and drank the whiskey in the glass in one gulp.

Xie Wenxuan picked up the whiskey on the table and poured Yan Wujing a glass, and said, "He's getting angry right now, let him stay alone for a few days, maybe when he comes back after recording the show, you two will be back together again."

"A week, can you and Ye Ling be separated for a week?"

Xie Wenxuan's face darkened instantly, "How dare he?! I don't have his human pillow at night, how can I sleep? I won't allow him to be separated from me for a day."

"Then why do you persuade me?"

"The problem is that you were at fault first. If you didn't monitor his cell phone, how could he be so angry?"

"Then tell me, how should I coax him? He won't even answer my phone now."

Xie Wenxuan shrugged, gloated and said with a smile: "Then I don't know, anyway, I think you deserve it."

Yan Wujing gave Wenxuan a squinting glance, the corner of his mouth curled up, and said with a sneer, "Ye Ling can agree to marry you because he is blind."

"What are you talking about? Believe it or not, I won't let you attend our wedding."