Chu Ding picks up Chu Ding at the beginning of Korean entertainment

After returning from the new Journey to the West, Song Gewen devoted himself to the filming of the TV series. After finishing filming, he ran a lot of variety shows with other leading actors, and finally took a rest before Allen and Kevin's wedding.

Sleep lazily until you wake up naturally, without exercising or controlling your appetite, feeling the sun shining on the quilt, the breeze gently blowing the gauze curtain, and the aroma of food coming from your nose.

Song Gewen stretched out under the quilt, her bones lay a little stiff, she smelled the fragrance coming from the bed, she got up from the bed, sat at the dining table and watched Yin Zhiyuan tied her red hair into a small braid and curled up , busy in the kitchen.

Yin Zhiyuan has been busy with albums, groups, and variety shows for more than half a year, and finally came back from Jeju Island with the group members yesterday and got a short period of rest.

The man was only wearing simple home clothes, and sometimes he showed good-looking lines due to the strength of his arms. Song Gewen's heart was soft at that time. Who is not tired after so many days of travel?I just came back yesterday, I should take a good rest today, at least sleep a little longer, right?

"Why don't you sleep a little longer, I should make breakfast."

Song Gewen's heart seems to have fallen into a honeypot, sweet but not greasy is addictive.

Seeing Song Gewen get up, Yin Zhiyuan took two or three strides to the dining table with the freshly prepared sauce in one hand, tapped the sauce with his little finger, and handed it to Little Sweetheart's mouth.

"Try how it tastes. I went back to Jeju Island and learned from a boss."

Eun Ji-won and the members tasted it while eating breakfast by chance during a few days in Jeju Island.Although not fully learned, it is probably possible.

Song Gewen held his fingers in front of him, the saltiness of the seasoning stimulated the taste buds, and it seemed that there was a unique umami taste of seafood in it.

She couldn't ignore those sparkling eyes, as if she was asking for praise, "It tastes good."

Yin Zhiyuan felt that when his little finger was being sucked, there was a soft touch from his lips and teeth, like being hit by a small electric current, which spread to the tip of his heart.

I couldn't help rubbing my pink lips with my hands, whispering, "What about this?"

As they spoke, they kissed each other lightly, lingering on each other, extremely tender.

"This tastes better."

Song Gewen saw all kinds of food on the dining table, and was surprised when Yin Zhiyuan's craftsmanship was so good?

"When did you practice your craft behind my back?"

"Natural." Yin Zhiyuan lowered his head and tilted his mouth, his eyebrows were full of arrogance. He didn't say that he made the members suffer a lot of failures.

Unlike the heat in Seoul, Britain's temperate maritime climate makes the difference between the four seasons here not too fluctuating, and this season is the best time to travel.

Alan and Kevin didn't have a whole singles night, they just invited their best friends to have a party together, and everyone chatted or played games with a little tipsiness.

Miley turned the wine glass, resisting the urge to light a cigarette. Allen and Kevin were getting married, and the little woman in front of them was not far away. Thinking of her relationship problems, she felt lonely.

Seeing the group of men playing board games, I sighed a few times in my heart.

"Do you know? I seem to know a little why you love that man."

Song Gewen turned his gaze from Yin Zhiyuan to Miley, tilting his head to express his doubts.

"You must know that Alan and the others are not "good people". In other words, they are not easy to get along with." Miley complained mercilessly.

"The two of you stand together, like two minors in a relationship." Miley felt that Song Gewen had shown herself a photo of that man when he was young. Are you sure it wasn't this time?

"Having a party at home is so boring, hey, I used to go out."

Song Gewen moved closer to Miley's chest. In the past, everyone would go out and play all night.

Miley couldn't remember when everyone stopped being able to stay up all night like this. Even when Gewen was around, she and Kevin Allen were willing to pamper them, consciously not so indulgent.

"Aren't you and your boyfriend going out to play tomorrow?"

"Yeah." Song Gewen drank red wine more easily, and now his cheeks were stained pink from the tips of his ears, and it felt hot to touch his cheeks with the back of his hand.

Yin Zhiyuan has lived in Hawaii for many years, and he can communicate in daily English. He has met Song Gewen's friends before. A few big men play together after a few drinks and a few games.

Allen and Kevin looked at it for a long time, and it was not difficult to see how much Yin Zhiyuan spoiled the little sweetheart, and the heart that had been hanging was finally put back.

But the problem is, the games they played were still gaining the upper hand in the first few rounds, so how did the gap get smaller as the game progressed? ? ?

Allen didn't want to say that he was good at this game anymore.

Allen and Kevin rented this villa by the sea and held their wedding in this resort.

There is one day before the wedding, and everyone is just wandering around the resort.

Song Gewen lay on the beach, ignoring Miley who kept laughing at her.

He glanced at his swimsuit with Yin Zhiyuan's half sleeves on it, and then at the woman next to him who took off her swimsuit and started photosynthesis on her back. She was so sexy that she wanted to take a few more glances.

Yin Zhiyuan hasn't surfed for a long time, and when he came back from playing for a while, he saw his little sweetheart walking over.

"This dress~" Song Gewen tugged at the half sleeve that Yin Zhiyuan put on before leaving, she might not be on the beach.

Yin Zhiyuan glanced around from the bottom to the top with a nonsensical sentence.With a dark face, he stretched out his hand to stop the hand of the woman in front of him who wanted to take off half of her sleeve.

"It's nice and it's not that hot."

Yin Zhiyuan, who was naked from the upper body, spoke "truthfully".

"I'll teach you how to swim?" Little sweetheart said that all sports are not very good.

"Okay." Song Gewen wanted to learn swimming seriously for a long time, but he never had the chance to ask his boyfriend for advice.

As soon as Yin Zhiyuan mentioned swimming, the matter of the swimsuit turned to the back of his mind, and when he turned around, the half sleeve on Little Sweetheart's body was lost somewhere.

The swimsuit clinging to her body outlines Miaoman's figure. The waist is not the abdominal muscles of fitness, but the lean lines that are just right, without a trace of fat, and seductive.

There is no way to darken your eyes, it would be strange to go into the water with clothes on.

Yin Zhiyuan took Song Gewen's hands and asked her to relax and learn to float first.

After trying many times, as soon as he let go of the water, the water bubbled and sank, and he tried his best to fish out the little sweetheart.

Song Gewen put his arms around Yin Zhiyuan's neck, she didn't let go of anything, she drank a lot of sea water, can she stop learning?

"What's the matter?" Yin Zhiyuan hugged the opponent's waist tightly.

"Stop learning." Song Gewen felt her mouth was salty and astringent, and she even thought it was more difficult than doing an experiment.

"Okay, we won't learn anymore." Yin Zhiyuan was most afraid of Song Gewen's grievance, and his heart softened when he said it.

"Do you want me to carry it on my back?"

It wasn't long before the two of them even played and learned. When they went ashore, Song Gewen felt that his legs were limp and he had no strength.

As soon as he heard his boy's short tongue coaxing him, he quickly put his arms around his neck.

"I love it!"

On the second day of the wedding, Yin Zhiyuan was wearing a well-tailored suit with a long-bought ring in his pocket. For this day, his palms were sweating a lot.I don't know if I have seen the wedding in front of me.

Most of them ask for leave, not all freelancers like Song Gewen and Yin Zhiyuan.

As soon as the wedding was over, Allen and Kevin went to Las Vegas for their honeymoon, and the others were still having a party in the villa.

Song Gewen was sitting on a chair in the chapel, fiddling with the hem of his skirt, waiting for Yin Zhiyuan who said he was going to the bathroom.

Someone coughed lightly in the suddenly empty church.

Song Gewen looked up. Today, Yin Zhiyuan combed his hair back, and he was dressed in a black suit, which was too handsome. The sunlight shone through the colored glass of the church, casting a nice light on the man.

The closer you are to Yin Zhiyuan, the more you can feel his eyes full of love.

Yin Zhiyuan's heart was beating extremely fast, feeling like a little rabbit had been bumping into his heart, looking at the woman standing still in front of him, he couldn't think of a suitable opening for a moment.

The hand holding the flower behind her back was tightly clenched, only to remember that she was still holding the flower in her hand, and handed it to Song Gewen in front of her.

Song Gewen took the flowers, not knowing when the man prepared the surprise.

"Gewen." Yin Zhiyuan licked his lips and looked into the eyes that were looking at him seriously, forgetting all the prepared lines.

"I like it very much." Song Gewen didn't wait for a response for a long time, and something seemed to spew out in his mind immediately.

"Do you want to be my wife?"

Thousands of words turned into this one sentence, Yin Zhiyuan knelt down on one knee and took out the ring from his pocket and asked about the woman he wanted to marry.

Song Gewen thought about the future of the two of them countless times, but this day suddenly hit without warning, and the blood was going to flow backwards.

"Inside."

"Hello, my husband."

Song Gewen stretched out his hand and passed it over, as if drinking brandy in his mind, he was already drunk on Yin Zhiyuan.

Yin Zhiyuan stood up, smiling brightly at the corner of his mouth, and kissed him slightly trembling for the first time.

"Hello, my wife."

The author has something to say:

There is still a long time before marriage~

I went to the late roll call today. I don’t understand why the roll call is so frequent even in my junior year. I’m so tired after changing the supervisor.

I have class today, so good night.

But maybe there will be another one.I always like to write at night, this problem is really true.

Ask the cuties at Station B, how are you wives, I will tell you when I upload more works.

So, this time it's really good night!