The failure to install A was marked by the enemy

Yu Jing didn't spray the bottle of barrier agent in the end. She felt that this thing was too evil, and she was afraid that she would accidentally show some tricks and be seen by Mingzhu, so she locked it in the suitcase and dared not touch it again.

She quickly hung up the change of clothes in the cabinet, put the skin care products and cosmetics on the bedside table, and carried the toiletries into the bathroom.

The bathroom is large, connected to the bathroom, and there is a large bathtub.

Yu Jing looked at the shower area, thinking that she would share this area with Ming Zhu, she always felt a little uneasy.

I hope there will be no more accidents in the future.

Putting the things away, Yu Jing walked out of the bathroom and saw that Ming Zhu was actually making the bed.

Mingzhu took off the white bed sheets, quilt covers and pillowcases that had been laid by the store, put them aside, took the not-so-new three-piece set that he had brought, and slowly put it on.

Seeing how proficient her movements were, Yu Jing thought that this was not the first time she had done this, curled her lips, and slandered in her heart: Cleanliness is so serious, no wonder she refused to hold hands when she misunderstood her on the red carpet last year.

The bed here is next to the bathroom, and Yu Jing leaned against the door, looking at it for a long time, with direct eyes, Mingzhu noticed something, and looked up.

Four eyes facing each other.

Ming Zhu's eyes were calm, as if saying: What are you looking at?

Yu Jing also wondered what she was looking at, hadn't seen bed sheets being changed or what?

She stood up straight, pretended to look at the setting sun outside the window, and walked around the bed silently.

The two of them had nothing to talk about, and staying in the same room would only be awkward. Yu Jing left the room, wandered in the corridor, and met Xiao Yihuan who was poking her head down.

"What are you looking at?" Yu Jing walked over and asked her.

Xiao Yihuan rubbed her flat stomach and said, "I'm a little hungry. I asked Xiao Fang just now. He said that the rest of the team hasn't come yet. There is no dinner party tonight. If we want to eat, we have to solve it ourselves."

Yu Jing remembers that when she checked in, the owner of the homestay said that there is a kitchen downstairs, and they can help guests cook, or guests can do it themselves.

Yu Jing pondered for a while, and said, "Let's ask brother Chao what they want to eat first." After all, those few are seniors.

Xiao Yihuan happily agreed.

They came to the room of Xie Haichao and Chen Chen to ask for opinions, and the two male Alphas agreed that they could eat whatever they wanted.

They were going to ask Peng Ze again.

It just so happened that Peng Ze had finished packing. Seeing them struggling for dinner, he had an idea and said, "If you don't mind, would you like to come to my house to eat?"

Yu Jing and Xiao Yihuan looked at each other.

Xiao Yihuan: "This is so embarrassing."

Yu Jing: "It's too troublesome."

Although he knew that Peng Ze's family was here, but they were not very familiar with each other, so it felt inappropriate to disturb others rashly.

Peng Ze looked slightly embarrassed, and hurriedly explained: "Don't get me wrong, I just want to invite you to eat in my shop. Actually, my parents sell skewers, and the shop has been open for more than [-] years. It's rare for everyone to come and play , I just want to do my best to be a landlord...but it doesn't matter if you don't want to eat it, it's not a rare and precious thing..."

Peng Ze is introverted and has a little low self-esteem. He usually doesn't talk much, but his voice becomes softer and his ears turn red when he talks about it. He is afraid that others will not appreciate his wishful thinking.

Yu Jing's eyes lit up: "Your house actually sells skewers! I heard that the snacks here are very famous. Brother Ze, your family has been open for more than [-] years, so the taste must be very good!"

Xiao Yihuan sucked in her saliva, like a confused little cat: "What are skewers? I haven't eaten it yet, I want to eat it!"

Peng Ze didn't expect the two of them to be so appreciative, his face became less embarrassing, he shyly gave Xiao Yihuan some science explanations, and humbly said that the taste was okay.

"I don't know Brother Chao and Brother Chen..."

"There is a free dinner, of course I want to go!" Chen Chen heard their conversation from a distance, walked over and patted Peng Ze, who was a head shorter than him, on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "But Xiao Ze, brother is very good at eating, you Are you not afraid that I will eat up your family?"

Peng Ze knew that he was joking, so he grinned: "Brother Chen, you can eat at ease, you will definitely be full."

Xie Haichao is the oldest and the most famous, and his personality is very easy-going. Hearing that Peng Ze wants to treat him, he is quite generous. He waved his hand and said, "Go!"

It's not time for dinner yet, but the energy consumption of the few people traveling by car along the way is almost exhausted. In addition, Peng Ze's shop is still some distance away, and it takes more than ten minutes to walk there. The five people didn't delay for a moment. leave now.

When it was time to set off, the careful Peng Ze remembered that someone was missing: "Have we forgotten the candle?"

A few people look at me and look at you, and they also think about this problem belatedly.

In fact, it’s no wonder they forget, the main reason is that Mingzhu is too out of socialism, no matter in private or recording, she will always stand where others can’t see.

Everyone had different thoughts, a few pairs of eyes rolled around, and finally fell on Yu Jing.

"...Why are you looking at me?" Yu Jing felt that they just wanted to find Mingzhu by herself, and said, "I don't know her well."

Xie Haichao, Chen Chen, Xiao Yihuan: What a coincidence, we are not familiar with her either.

Everyone obviously didn't want to touch that piece of ice, so Peng Ze, as the host, had no choice but to stand up: "Let me go and tell her."

Peng Ze walked over and knocked on the door.

The door opened in less than five seconds.

Mingzhu thought it was Yu Jing who came back, but when he opened it, he found that it was Peng Ze, his loose expression suddenly tightened, and he asked indifferently, "Is there something wrong?"

Peng Ze partnered with her last time, but they didn't communicate much, so he was still frozen by her too indifferent aura. He subconsciously glanced at the few friends gathered at the stairs, laughed dryly, and turned to her. Explain that they are going to eat skewers at his shop later, and ask her if they want to go together.

Mingzhu followed his gaze and saw the people at the stairs—Xie Haichao looked normal; Chen Chen was joking; Xiao Yihuan's eyes were gossiping; only Yu Jing's eyes were flickering and she didn't look at her.

Ming Zhu's slender fingers grasped the door panel, lowered his eyes halfway, and after thinking for a while, he said to the expectant Peng Ze, "I'm afraid going will affect your appetite."

"Ah..." Peng Ze didn't know how to answer her blunt words.

Several people at the stairway looked at each other.

The air froze because of her words.

Mingzhu thought for a while, then changed his tone and words: "I don't really eat dinner very much, so go eat it. Say hello to my uncle and aunt for me."

After she said so, Peng Ze naturally couldn't force himself to wave goodbye to her.

The electronic door was gently closed, and the tall figure disappeared, leaving only a cold aura in the aisle.

Yu Jing stared fixedly at the door, feeling strange in her heart.

She has been in this industry for three years, and she has come into contact with various artists, including a little transparent like her, and a big celebrity like Xie Haichao who has both reputation and popularity, but there has never been anyone who is like a bright candle in the circle. However, his words and deeds are incompatible with everything in this circle.

Weird one.

She doesn't seem to care about anything.

Yu Jing couldn't figure it out, since she was so "noble", why did she step into this complicated entertainment circle?

Is it just pure dedication and love for acting?

Yu Jing knew nothing about her acting skills.

In the past, the two of them disliked each other. Even Yu Jing deliberately avoided watching her two popular TV series, but now she is a little curious about her.

"Let's go, let's go to Ozawa's house to eat skewers!"

Her thoughts were pulled back by Chen Chen's lively voice, Yu Jing looked away from the door, looked down at the steps under her feet, stabilized her mind, and walked down.

Peng Ze said that he just went to the store to eat, but after a few people's calculations, they still felt that they couldn't come empty-handed. They passed a supermarket along the way, and they went in to buy some gifts. An assistant carried a big bag, which made Peng Ze very embarrassed.

Xiaoye did not come because she was not acclimatized and had diarrhea, so Yu Jing could only carry it by herself. Fortunately, all she bought were tea leaves, which were not heavy.

This season is not the peak season for tourism. There are not many foreign tourists on the road. The local residents are sitting leisurely in front of their houses.But no one seemed to recognize them.

This time Yu Jing is not disappointed, because the environment here is really comfortable, and can make people forget those worldly names in an instant.

Peng Ze's parents are a hard-working and simple couple, kind and enthusiastic. Knowing that they are coming, they prepared food for them in advance, and even cleaned out the small room where the sundries were stored for them to eat in.

Chen Chen looked around the carefully cleaned small room, and joked, "Uncle and Auntie are so kind, they even got us a VIP room."

Peng's father smiled foolishly.

Mama Peng was more responsive: "I'm sorry for the poor hospitality."

Xie Haichao grabbed a skewer and ate the meat on it, and said with a satisfied face: "Auntie... No, I have to call you eldest sister according to your age. You are too polite, your skewers are so delicious that I can't wait to share this After swallowing the bamboo sticks, so many delicious and delicious food are given to us, how can we entertain them. Enough is enough."

The couple looked at each other and smiled.

There was still business to be done outside, and they were afraid of disturbing the young people, so Peng's parents and Peng's mother left after a few words of greeting.

Xie Haichao is not bragging, the skewers are really delicious, the ingredients are fresh, the soup is fragrant but not greasy, and the taste is unique, no wonder it has been open for more than 20 years.

Before coming here, Xiao Yihuan whispered to Yu Jing that she should control her weight and not eat too much, but when she encountered such a delicious thing, she fell into a rut, biting one and holding the other in her hand.

Yu Jing was doing physical training a few days ago, and the teacher asked her to avoid greasy things, so she ate more restrainedly.Seeing Xiao Yihuan eating without image, she couldn't help joking: "Is it really appropriate for you, a female idol, to eat like this?"

Xiao Yihuan's mouth was stuffed, and he said vaguely: "I really can't help it. You don't know, my parents didn't let me eat these snacks since I was a child, and I have to eat them secretly every time. This skewer is really delicious, it is simply delicious in the world!"

Yu Jing felt that she was exaggerating, so she helped her wipe off the red oil on the corner of her mouth, and said dumbfoundingly: "Then your family education is quite strict."

Xiao Yihuan's tongue was paralyzed by the delicious food, and there was no one to guard her mouth. She babbled: "I have been supervised since I was a child. Once, my classmates and I went to a roadside stall to buy pancakes. My driver saw him and turned his head away. Just tell my mother, my mother will give me a month's allowance..."

Speaking of this, Xiao Yihuan's tongue flickered, and he didn't continue talking.

Yu Jing held the used tissue in her hand and squinted at her: "Your driver?"

Xiao Yihuan: "Uh..."

Yu Jing couldn't help re-examining the girl in front of her who was about the same age as herself—the skin was very fair and thin, the personality was lively and easy to get along with, and the clothes she wore were ordinary.

But the words just now contained a lot of information: there is a special person to pick him up and drop him off from school, and the tutoring is strict... It doesn't sound like an ordinary family.

Xiao Yihuan knew she had made a slip of the tongue, her eyes wearing colored contact lenses glanced at the three men opposite, and found that none of them paid attention to this side, her expression softened, and she hesitated at Yu Jing: "It's just..."

Yu Jing saw that she didn't want to talk, so she changed her mind and took over the conversation: "When I was a child, my family was strictly controlled, but now no one is in charge, so I want to do whatever I want."

Xiao Yihuan smiled knowingly, and glanced at her gratefully.

Yu Jing blinked.

Everyone has some unknown secrets, and not everything needs to be understood clearly.

Xie Haichao didn't know what the two of them were talking about mysteriously, so he raised the disposable cup in his hand and said, "This fruit wine is good, do you two want to try it?"

Mulberry wine, the deep red color is beautiful, it smells slightly alcoholic, and the taste is very sweet.Peng Ze said it was brewed by his father himself, and it was naturally green and pollution-free.There was no need to record for these two days, so Yu Jing and Xiao Yihuan poured themselves a glass respectively.

Xie Haichao felt that his wife must like this wine, thinking about making a jar for her when he went back, and said to Peng Ze: "Go back and ask your dad how he makes it."

"Then you might as well ask him face to face." Peng Ze went out and called his father in.

Father Peng and Peng Ze are very similar in personality, they are not very eloquent. After he finished speaking, he was about to go to work, but he came back again.

Everyone thought he was going to add something.

Dad Peng wiped his apron with both hands, silently picked up a disposable cup, filled it with wine, held it steadily with his big rough hand, glanced at everyone, with a solemn expression: "Last time you went to City A to record , Ozawa’s mother and I watched the live broadcast, thank you for taking care of Ozawa, I respect you for this glass of wine.”

Those present didn't have time to stand up with the wine, so Dad Peng drank the glass of wine by himself, and finally patted Peng Ze on the shoulder hard, and then left.

Peng Ze looked at his father's not so tall back, wiped his eyes secretly, turned his head after a while, and said in a hoarse voice, "I haven't been back for a year, and I found that they are much older."

This sentence touched many people at once. Everyone looked down at the mulberry wine in their cups, speechless for a moment.

Yu Jing pinched the glass of wine with a little force, and some of the wine spilled out. She stared blankly, picked up the glass of wine and drank it slowly.

After Peng Ze adjusted his mood, he looked up and found that the atmosphere on the table had been silenced by himself, and he was embarrassed: "Why don't you eat?"

Chen Chen was very good at adjusting the atmosphere, grabbed the skewers that had been hot for a long time and shared a few skewers with everyone: "Eat quickly, the meat will not taste good when it is old."

The dinner table became lively again.

Yu Jing ate a mouthful of aged beef and choked on the red oil wrapped on it. She went to get the glass, found it was empty, and poured herself a full glass of mulberry wine.

After one drink, another.

Xiao Yihuan who was sitting next to her was stunned: "Why do you drink so much?"

Yu Jing raised the cup high, the reddish eyes were covered by the dyed body of the cup, and she smiled desolately: "It's delicious."

"Then there's no need to drink so much at once." Xiao Yihuan worried: "Is your stomach full?"

Yu Jing didn't feel overstretched, but felt a little dizzy.

Peng Ze also saw her drinking non-stop, and reminded: "Although it is very sweet, it is wine after all. Be careful when you drink it so fast that you will get drunk in a while."

Then Yu Jing was really drunk.

The night quietly visits this charming town.

The high sky is full of stars, twinkling and twinkling, complementing the lights of thousands of families falling on the lake.The climate here is pleasant. Although it is midsummer, it is not very stuffy at night.The wind is wrapped in the fragrance of unknown flowers, which is cool and refreshing, blowing away the heat on the face.

Leaning her head on Xiao Yihuan's shoulder, Yu Jing hummed comfortably.

Yu Jing's consciousness was chaotic, and she couldn't remember whether she was an A or an O. She subconsciously told her that Xiao Yihuan was of the same kind, so she forgot to avoid suspicion, and just leaned softly on his body.

Xiao Yihuan was quite embarrassed, thinking that AO was different, and felt that she should be pushed away, but when she turned her head and saw Yu Jing's dazed look, she had no choice but to hold back.

What's the deal with a drunk man?And Yu Jing just leaned on her in a well-behaved manner and did nothing.

Peng Ze shook his head and sighed: "I told you not to drink so fast."

Yu Jing raised her eyelids and smiled at him.

Chen Chen teased her: "You said you would continue to be my teammate this season, remember?"

Yu Jing frowned: "You said it the wrong way."

Chen Chen clicked his tongue: "You have such a good memory, are you pretending to be drunk?"

Yu Jing looked serious: "Well, I'm not drunk."

Xie Haichao said sharply: "No one who is drunk will admit that he is drunk."

Yu Jing just laughed.

……

The window of a room on the second floor of the homestay was wide open, and beside the window was a slender figure.

The night wind entered the room, the curtains fluttered, and the pages of books spread out on the round table swayed gently.

Mingzhu's slender fingers pressed the edge of the paper, and her eyes with little emotion focused on the words on it. She didn't read quickly, word by word, and it took a long time to turn to a new page.

The sound from outside the window disturbed the tranquility.

"She's so drunk, do you want to tell her assistant?"

——It was Peng Ze's voice.

Mingzhu looked away from the book, rubbed the center of his eyebrows, lowered his eyes, and looked at the source of the voice.

The street lamps of the B&B glowed with a warm yellow luster, and the shadows were indistinct, only the blurry outline underneath could be seen.

Who is drunk?

Ming Zhu's slender eyes narrowed slightly, unable to distinguish clearly.

Then I heard Xiao Yihuan say, "Her assistant doesn't seem to be feeling well."

Peng Ze: "Then what should I do?"

Xie Haichao: "I think she's quite peaceful like this, she doesn't make noise or make noise, so let's send her back to the room first, she'll be fine when she falls asleep."

Several people walked into the store with an unsteady figure, and then disappeared.

There was a commotion downstairs, voices, footsteps going up the stairs, getting closer, and stopped outside the door.

"Knock Knock Knock-"

There was a polite knock on the door, and Ming Zhu put the half-read book on the table and walked over slowly.

The room password was changed by her, and before Mingzhu could tell Yu Jing, she knocked on the door thinking that Yu Jing couldn't open it, and when she opened it, she found three people standing outside the door.

Mingzhu's gaze quietly swept over the faces of Xiao Yihuan and Chen Chen, and finally fell on the girl between them whose face was covered by her hair. Judging from the clothes and hair color, this was her roommate. What they said just now, hurriedly said: "Is she drunk?"

"Yes." Xiao Yihuan held Yu Jing's arm, turned her head to look at the unconscious Yu Jing, with a helpless expression on her face.

Chen Chen teased Yu Jing before whether she was pretending to be drunk, but now Yu Jing fell into a drowsy state, so it was not easy to joke, and said seriously: "We didn't know she was so easy to get drunk, otherwise she would be so drunk. Don't let her drink so much."

Mingzhu frowned imperceptibly, let them in sideways, and pointed them to Yu Jing's bed.

There is a difference between men and women, Chen Chen put him down and left.

Xiao Yihuan stood beside Yu Jing's bed, looked at Yu Jing who was frowning and closed her eyes, as if she had fallen asleep, observed for a few minutes, but didn't see any abnormal movement in her, and turned around while sighing.

Ming Zhu was wearing a black dress, with cold skin, standing straight by the door, as if seeing off a guest.

When passing her, Xiao Yihuan hesitated, looked up at her, met her cold gaze, hesitated to speak.

Ming Zhu looked at her: "Is there anything else?"

Mingzhu didn't show any impatience, but Xiao Yihuan was still not used to it, puffed her mouth, and asked her worries: "You won't bully her while she's drunk, will you?"

Ming Zhu frowned slightly, and his tone was a bit cold: "Do I look like a despicable villain?"

Xiao Yihuan choked, and also felt that she was a little embarrassed to ask, touched her nose embarrassingly, and said, "Assistant Jingjing is not feeling well, we didn't call her over, if something happens to her at night, you..."

She wanted to say "can you take care of me", but when the words came to her lips, she felt that it was inappropriate.

Although Xiao Yihuan YYed the two of them because of the hot search before, but it was limited to YY. Thinking of how stiff their relationship was before, I couldn't help but feel a little worried.

How could such a cold and withdrawn person like Mingzhu take care of Yu Jing?

Xiao Yihuan bit her lip in confusion, and couldn't help but glance at Yu Jing again, feeling a bit difficult.

She is willing to take care of her, but it's inconvenient for her to be different!

Mingzhu also glanced at the little figure raised slightly on the bed, saw through Xiao Yihuan's worries, sighed inaudibly, and said, "Since I live in the same room with her, I won't stand by and watch."

Xiao Yihuan looked away and looked at her in surprise.

Mingzhu's eyes were calm.

After staring at each other for about five seconds, Xiao Yihuan's worries were miraculously eliminated!

She has never known the conflict between Ming Zhu and Yu Jing, but for some reason, Ming Zhu's demeanor and tone when he said that sentence made people feel very reliable.

Just like the previous recording, she asked Mingzhu to give in to herself, and Mingzhu did not cheat at all.

Although this kind of trust is very unfounded, Xiao Yihuan still believes that she will do what she says, and smiled with crooked eyes, and said: "Then Jingjing will be handed over to you!"

Mingzhu nodded slightly.

Xiao Yi bounced back to her room.

Mingzhu closes the door.

The air flow slowed down, and she smelled a faint, sweet smell of alcohol.

Ming Zhu stood at the end of the bed and watched for a while, then moved over, lowered his eyes, and looked at the girl lying quietly on the bed.

The fluffy hair was scattered all over the pillow, and the girl's blushing face was deeply buried in her arms, hugging the quilt, her body curled up slightly, like an insecure kitten.

The breathing was shallow, and the chest rose and fell slightly, probably falling asleep.

So peaceful, I don't need to take care of myself.

Ming Zhu brushed her long hair that fell to her shoulders, turned around with peace of mind, and was about to take a bath.

"pain……"

A raving voice came from behind him, as soft as the whine of a kitten.

Ming Zhu's stray steps froze, he turned his head, and saw that the girl had woken up.

"..."

With just one glance, Ming Zhu clearly felt that she was really drunk.Normally, she wouldn't look at herself with such defenseless eyes.

The girl put away her sharp claws, and tucked herself into the quilt obediently, her drunken and hazy eyes looked at her fragilely, her lips said something silently.

Can't see what she said from the shape of her lips, Ming Zhu tilted her head and asked her softly, tentatively: "Do you want to drink water?"

Yu Jing didn't nod or shake her head, just looked at her helplessly, and said something with her lips whispering.

Ming Zhu couldn't help it, so he had no choice but to get closer, squatted beside the bed, and leaned slightly: "What did you say?"

As soon as the words fell, the hand resting on the edge of the bed was held by a small and soft hand.

Mingzhu's eyes shook, and he subconsciously wanted to take it back.

The girl clenched her fingers tightly and said in a weak voice, "It hurts so much."

Mingzhu was taken aback when he heard the words, thinking that he had touched some wound on her body while struggling, and immediately dared not move: "Where does it hurt?"

"Hands, feet, neck, head, it hurts..." The drunk girl became incoherent, grabbed her hand and put it on various parts of her body, as if she wanted her to touch it and help soothe the "pain" .

Mingzhu's pupils were slightly dilated, and she was a little at a loss by her undefended action. Every time she wanted to withdraw her hand, she would groan and cry out in pain.

It is very unbearable.

Mingzhu's heart softened for a moment, and he gave up struggling. He looked at her face full of pain without blinking his eyes, and unconsciously lowered his voice: "Yu Jing, what's wrong with you?"

Yu Jing's head was thrown off the pillow indiscriminately, as if she had found a savior, she grabbed her hand as hard as she could, and began to babble again: "No...don't jump...I'm so scared...it hurts...help me..."

One after another, like the struggle of an animal before dying, Ming Zhu's heart could be heard contracting.

Is she having a nightmare?

Or has something bad happened to you before?

Mingzhu suddenly felt that this was inappropriate.

A drunk person might not know what she was doing or what she was saying, but she didn't want to take advantage of it and pry into other people's privacy.

Having never encountered such a difficult problem before, Mingzhu looked at the girl's painful face, hesitated for a long time, and opened his lips: "What should I do so that you don't feel pain?"

The girl's eyes lit up, and she took her hand and pressed it on her forehead: "Hoo hoo."

"...What?" Ming Zhu was not sure if he had heard correctly.

The girl gave her a sweet smile, and said in a coquettish tone, "Hurrah, it doesn't hurt anymore."