[Entertainment] Chen Guang

For the fifth time, Song Zechen gently used a finger to push Jin Shuozhen who was trying to get into his arms, and ruthlessly moved the distance between him and the other party.

Jin Shuozhen was so frightened that he cried bitterly, and complained with snot and tears: "Zechen, you are too indifferent, why don't I borrow your arms, I am worried that you will be scared, how can you Can you refuse me like this?"

Song Zechen snorted coldly: "Brother, your love suffocates me."

A candle flickered in the TV, and the white mist meandered towards the place where the protagonist was, as if consciously.

With a scream, Jin Shuozhen threw away the pillow he was holding in his arms, and swooped down on Song Zechen like an octopus. He tightened his forearm tightly, trying to shake Song Zechen with all his strength, but he didn't will let go.

He let out a long breath for a long time, and found that the ghost on the TV had long since disappeared. He pretended to be calm and patted his chest, and turned around to find Song Zechen's face, which was uglier than the ghost.

"Why are you looking at your brother like that!" Jin Shuo preemptively strikes.

Song Zechen didn't bother to argue with him, rubbed the red marks on his arms and neck that Jin Shuozhen strangled and didn't speak.

Jin Shuo really didn't dare to speak anymore, but he thought for a while and decided that he should have the courage to speak up for himself: "That boy Taiyi told me that the discs here are all about rural romance, who knew it would be like this!"

Song Zechen pointed to the small hills outside the window that could be distinguished despite the darkness of night: "Countryside."

He gestured to the female ghost on the TV with a face like snow and lips like blood: "Xiao Qingqing."

Finally, he turned his attention to Jin Shuozhen: "Fantasy."

Jin Shuozhen: "..."

"I just thought you wanted to see how SpongeBob would insist on pulling me, why bother?"

Song Zechen gradually realized something was wrong in Jin Shuozhen's behavior of finding the disc with a clear goal.

"How can you blame me for this!" Jin Shuo really didn't lose, and used his volume to win, "I didn't intend to watch this, I took the wrong disc."

"What were you planning to watch?" Song Zechen sneered.

The domineering president's stand-in ex-wife.

Jin Shuozhen rolled his eyes. He had made up his mind to secretly pull Song Zechen to watch these things. If he was accidentally bumped into by someone, he would push them all on Song Zechen. It was poured by Song Zechen.

But there are unforeseen circumstances.

Who would have thought that he would be attracted by a pure literary film halfway, and it turned out that the female ghost in a white dress within a few minutes after it came out was the youthful role in the play.

"Let's watch another movie. Go and change the disc." Jin Shuozhen covered his eyes, and poked Song Zechen's waist to command him.

Song Zechen refused: "I'm going back to sleep."

"No, you can't go."

"Then I'll sleep here." Song Zechen pulled a blanket over and made up his mind to ignore the people around him.

Jin Shuozhen pursed his lips, but he didn't dare to get closer to the TV, angrily turned off the remote control and pressed the power, and he just lay down and occupied Song Zechen's space.If Song Zechen moved a little, he scored another point.Song Zechen frowned, and he stopped.There was no movement, and I started to tease again.

Repeatedly, the two fell asleep in the living room just entangled like this.

By the time everyone woke up and assembled, the hour hand had already pointed to twelve noon.

Wake up and eat.

"Order takeaway?" Tian Zhengguo suggested, rubbing his stomach.

"The takeaway can't be delivered." Jin Tae-joo is the person who booked the house, so he knew the situation nearby, and immediately got the glaring glare of everyone who "doesn't work well".

"Jin Tae-joo!" Min Yunqi gritted his teeth secretly.

Jin Taixi went online with a strong desire to survive: "Brother Yunqi, don't be angry with me."

"Do you want me to cook a meal for you? After all, the opportunity is rare, and I will leave you with an unforgettable memory." Song Zechen had a whim.

Park Jimin, who finished losing weight and is slowly recovering his appetite, and Min Yoon-ki, who left a shadow behind, said in unison: "Shut up."

"Oh." Song Zechen's great thoughts were interrupted, "Then what shall we eat?

"Isn't there a lot of ingredients in the refrigerator? How about we barbecue?" Jin Shuozhen looked at the frowning people who were touching their bellies and made a suggestion. Before coming, Jin Taeyi told the homeowner to buy a pile of meat for them to stuff in the refrigerator.

It hits it off.

The old rules, hammer paper scissors, Min Yunqi was honorably defeated, and reluctantly instructed Song Zechen to carry the grill outdoors.

Song Zechen had just finished taking a shower, frowned and responded to the other party's request, lifted the iron frame and walked out, rolled up his sleeves to reveal his tight and strong arm lines, a thin layer of sweat formed on his forehead, he casually lifted up his T-shirt to wipe the sweat .

"Wow..." Jin Nanjun's sudden exclamation scared Song Zechen almost to smash the iron on his feet, "So sexy, so erotic."

Song Zechen's head was full of black lines to understand the yellow waste in Jin Nanjun's mind, no matter whether it is A or G, it is always not good V: "Brother, is the hard disk full and poisoned, what is in the mind every day?" ?”

"How old is Nan Jun, do you still watch it?" Park Jimin joined the ranks of teasing.

Jin Nanjun angrily retorted loudly: "You guys are talking nonsense! Don't slander me! The last time I watched it was years ago!"

After speaking, the air was silent for a second, and everyone walked away without interest, threatening "boring" as they dispersed.

Kim Nam Joon: "..."

Min Yunqi, who was alone, grabbed the corner of the plastic bag to pour out the charcoal, and dragged a small bench like a listless fisherman fishing by the river.

Soon, black smoke billowed in the air.

"Why is this charcoal so choking?" Song Zechen felt that he was full of carbon monoxide.

"Bought by Zhengguo!" Jin Taeju was the first to complain, "I asked him to bring a copy when he went up the mountain."

Tian Zhengguo vigorously waved away the cigarette in front of him, and coughed several times: "I just wanted to be diligent and thrifty, so I picked a cheap one, who knew the quality was so poor."

Min Yunqi, who was the first to bear the brunt in front of the grill, held his nose in despair: "Tian Zhengguo, did you use the money you saved to recharge the game again? Let me tell you, if this is the case, I curse you that you don't want to win a game when you play games recently!"

Tian Zhengguo panicked: "Brother! How can you talk like that! What if it comes true!"

Jin Taiyi put Song Zechen's shoulders on his shoulders, and watched the show quietly: "Zechen, have you ever played with pictures and talked?"

Song Zechen looked at Min Yunqi in front of him and resisted the barbecue with all his heart, and Tian Zhengguo muttered aggrievedly.

Cats roll coal balls.

Bunny chirping.

After observing for a long time, Song Zechen looked at Min Yunqi's frown that could kill a fly for a long time, and tentatively suggested: "Brother, do you want me to go out and buy you a gas mask, or the kind of protective mask used by electricians."

Min Yunqi's expression is too bitter and bitter, just like the many white and tender but always sad eyes and brows furrowed in the famous paintings in the middle ages, as if he was forced to draw portraits by the painter when he couldn't figure out what to eat today.

Min Yunqi didn't want to talk to Song Zechen, and silently quickened his hands, and soon the first batch of food was delivered to them.

"The meat isn't cooked yet."

Song Zechen poked the remaining pink on the barbecue with his chopsticks suspiciously, raised his head and asked the person in charge of the spoon with his eyes.

"Oh, why do you care if it's cooked or not? It's definitely edible. It doesn't matter if primitive people eat raw meat. Instead, you care so much about it. My steak is medium-rare, okay! The craftsmanship of a western chef!" Min Yunqi was angry He sped up his speech quickly, "My face is going to be blackened, you are very heartless, and you still hate it."

Song Zechen glanced at Min Yunqi with fair cheeks, then glanced around at the people who were eating with relish, and didn't speak again. Of course, those people were no longer considered human beings in front of the food, and stuffed everything into their mouths.

It's God, the God of Cookery.

While eating, Zheng Haoxi asked, "Is there only meat? I want fried eggs."

"No, I didn't see it in the refrigerator." Jin Shuozhen was vague with food stuffed in his mouth.

"Do you want to steal eggs?" Since his brother asked, Jin Tae-yi put his mind on the chicken ring he saw.

"Go?" Tian Zhengguo's tone was eager to try.

Park Jimin made a final decision: "Go."

The movie of the three people couldn't help but pull Song Zechen, who stayed out of the matter, into it. Adhering to the mentality of leading the young master in Seoul to fully appreciate the pastoral fun of farm life, they pulled Song Zechen and his brothers to explain clearly and then walked out excitedly.

Song Zechen was pushed and shoved the whole time, and the three of them pressed him down, fearing that he would turn back if he frowned, and his heart was full of all kinds of ghost ideas and waste that were dirty and clean.

Song Zechen didn't know about this, he hesitated to speak several times, the youngest line was close in age, some words were less estranged between them than talking with his brothers, he really wanted to ask the people around him what they thought, but he couldn't think of it. If you want to go, you decide to shut up. After all, everyone is happier, and there is probably nothing to talk about with such a small distance.

As soon as he got close to the chicken coop, the pungent smell filled the tip of his nose, Song Zechen immediately covered his nose with his sleeve.

Looking around, there is no chicken in the chicken coop.

"Coincidentally, there is no chicken, which is convenient for us to commit crimes." Tian Zhengguo poked his hand excitedly.

"Is this an egg? No."

Song Zechen picked up one, it was milky white, and it was bigger than an ordinary egg. His common sense in life told him that it couldn't be the thing that Jin Taiyi said could hatch chicks.

"I don't think so either." Tian Zhengguo shook his head.

But the Jiuwu Brothers are different, they are happy to have eggs and have everything, squinting like a master jewelry connoisseur, and they must pick out the most delicious ones.

"Why bother so much, I asked the owner, and she said we can take whatever we want."

"Oh." Tian Zhengguo joined the appreciation team in a dignified manner.

"Zechen, what are you carrying, what idol burden do you want!" Park Jimin called out loudly.

Just as Song Zechen was about to answer, a dangerous aura suddenly enveloped him, he caught sight of two bright whites in his peripheral vision, he quickly stood up straight in his loose stance, his whole body tensed, and pulled Park Jimin who was closest to him, Asada Jungkook and Kim Taejun yelled, "Run!"

Park Jimin, who didn't react, was almost lifted up by Song Zechen and walked forward in the air. Tian Zhengguo and Jin Taeyi were stunned for a second, then ran away with a howl.

Perhaps you have seen the biggest killer in the countryside, the dog sees the chicken and the chicken runs away, the legendary poultry Mei Chaofeng who walks gently on the waves and has explosive combat effectiveness - the big white goose?

Song Zechen finally met him when he was 23 years old.

He was moved to tears in the wind, and I believe the others around him were too. Tian Zhengguo used the sprint speed of the Olympiad to keep pace with Song Zechen.

Park Jimin was self-reliant after Song Zechen let go, and his strides were brisk, and he ranked third relying on the starting point advantage he won with Song Zechen earlier. He didn't need the wind to shake his bangs.

Jin Taixi ran while crying, his wailing was all over the road: "You guys slow down! I can't run anymore!"

He didn't know who he was talking to, to them or to the two geese, or both, anyway, neither of them would talk to him now.

Obviously only 200 meters away, in order to avoid the menacing two geese from behind, they ran 50 meters at a speed of 1000 meters and finally arrived at the destination.

The outline of the villa slowly and clearly magnified in their eyes, and it happened that the door was wide open, and Zheng Haoxi fiddled with the green plants at the door, and greeted them happily when he saw them.

"Brother!" Song Zechen called out, full of rich emotional sustenance.

Zheng Haoxi still had a smile on his face, his pupils gradually dilated, his lips trembled, and he passed them and pointed at the two big white geese in disbelief.

"Brother! Get ready to close the door! We will close the door as soon as we enter!" Tian Zhengguo cried out for help out of breath, and prepared for PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds with the tacit understanding of his teammates for many years.

boom!

The door slammed shut with lightning speed and comprehension!

Closed the big white goose, also closed the love and hatred between them.

The four people locked outside the door: "..."