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Zhang Yiman saw Han Jue standing at the door not knowing whether to advance or retreat, so he sat up with a very satisfied smile, feeling that the romantic surprise he had carefully prepared really moved the uncle.
"Uncle, come quickly!" Zhang Yiman patted the empty seat next to him, as if inviting Han Jue to come over and try out the bed to see if it was comfortable or big.
Han Jue seemed to have heard the mermaid¡¯s temptation and took a step forward without obeying. But he immediately woke up and said, [This is filming a show, this is a show], remembering the lesson that just happened on the sofa, he dared not go up, and vaguely reminded: "We are filming a show, a show There are also children watching"
"I won't kiss you! Let's just watch TV and chat!" Zhang Yiman's expression was as sincere as a negotiator who asked the robber to come out and promise not to shoot him.
So Han felt that he could only be half-confident even if he was guaranteed. He found a blanket to cover Zhang Yiman's legs to prevent him from being exposed and to prevent his eyesight from being uncontrollable. Then he sat on the bed and half-lyed against the head of the bed. One foot is still on the ground so that he can run away at any time.
Fortunately, after lying down for a while, I found that Zhang Yiman said it was a chat, and it was really a chat. Han Juecai also put his other foot on the bed.
"Where did you get this candle?" Han Jue looked at the candles around him. These candles are not just any candles, they are designed and smell like cherries.
"I brought it from home." Zhang Yiman's eyes brightened and asked, "Do you like it?"
If Han Jue hadn¡¯t confirmed that their show really didn¡¯t have a script, he would have suspected that he and Sha Niu got the wrong script.
¡¾No wonder I was so mysterious at the airport and refused to open my suitcase. ¡¿
Han Jue thought for a while and nodded, indicating that he was "surprised".
Zhang Yiman was very happy. She moved her body a little bit, leaning towards Han Jue.
Han Jue was just staring at this, but he didn't dare to let Zhang Yiman come close to him like this. He sat up straight at once, recited several times silently [My heart is as clear as ice, I won't be surprised when the sky falls], and then stood under the bed with his hands, looking away from the silly girl: "The atmosphere is so good, it's perfect for watching TV." Yes. Where is the remote control?"
"Watching TV? Okay! I want to watch a movie! A horror movie! "The Flash"! "Scythe"! "The King of Hell is Coming"! "Mute Ridge"!" Zhang Yiman came prepared and spoke in a crackling voice. There are a lot of film titles, and the ambition is obvious.
"Watching variety shows," Han Jue touched the remote control next to the TV, "Watching variety shows is suitable for chatting. This kind of atmosphere is perfect for chatting."
Although Zhang Yiman felt a little regretful, she thought it would be nice to chat, so she agreed.
There is a big TV in the bedroom. According to the instructions, some paid channels can also be watched, but Han Jue did not dare to take this risk, for fear that some strange channels would appear and irritate the silly girl.
While Han Jue went to get the remote control, Zhang Yiman got into the bed and thoughtfully lifted Han Jue's corner of the quilt. When Han Jue came back with the remote control, she was already half-lying down and looking at him with a smile.
Han Jue was helpless looking at such a silly girl. Finally, Han Jue went around the living room, brought some fruit on a tray, and placed it on the bed. The purpose was to shock Zhang Yiman and prevent her from acting rashly.
Zhang Yiman was really worried that the fruit would fall on the quilt, so she didn¡¯t dare to move much.
Originally, Han Jue wanted to put a cotton swab in his ear at all times so that no one would dare to come close to him, but after he thought about "The God of Death is Coming", he still didn't have the guts to try whether the God of Death or the King of Hell was more powerful.
The TV was turned on, and Han Jue honestly tuned to the free channel and found "Extreme Man".
On TV, Zhang Zishang was actively interacting with other hosts, and the smile on his face was less hesitant than in the past.
Han Jue was quite pleased to see it.
"Uncle, are you Zhang Zishang's master now?" Zhang Yiman asked, sitting cross-legged on the quilt, poking at the mangoes.
"right."
"What are you teaching him? Singing or something?" Zhang Yiman stuffed the fruits into Han Jue's mouth.
Han Jue ate the mango pulp wholeheartedly, took the core out of his mouth, and replied: "Basically, I will teach him everything I know, including singing, dancing, musical instruments, moviesit depends on which one he wants to learn."
"What about painting?" Zhang Yiman picked off the leaves of the small tomatoes one by one. "Pei Qing said that you are very talented in painting, and she wants to teach you."
"Hey~ forget about painting, that's all I do, no talent, no talent." Han Jue intuitively felt that he couldn't talk about this topic in depth, so he?Is there any more? ~" Zhang Yiman forgot that the other party was his love rival, and only hoped that there would be more secrets like this.
"He cares about you more than this, in fact, there is a lot more. Sometimes I chat with him, and as we chat, he gets inspired to write a song. I thought it was written for me, and I am very happy. After I finished writing it, I asked, and I found out that it was actually written for you. What was the title [Love Song 36]? When I asked why there were 36, he said it was the thirty-sixth song."
"Hahaha!~" Zhang Yiman was very happy to hear this.
"Also, let me tell you, next month"
"Okay, okay, okay!" Han Jue was worried that Gu Fan would reveal the anniversary gift he had prepared in advance, so he quickly stopped Gu Fan from talking any more: "You guys should get to know each other briefly this time, and we can talk next time we have dinner together. Save your words, Xiaoman said he would introduce you to a beautiful female artist."
"Hahaha, okay, then I'll wait." Gu Fan smiled and hung up the phone.
After hanging up the phone, Han Jue and Zhang Yiman both lay down.
Zhang Yiman turned over and moved to Han Jue's side. She asked in a charming voice, "Uncle, what's in store for next month?"
Han Jue felt the warmth so close to him and was startled.
"Hey, be careful of the fruit falling on the quilt!" Han Jue warned as he moved outside.
However, when he looked down, he realized that all the fruits on the tray had been eaten at some point, and even the peels had been put into garbage bags.
¡°Hee hee~ I¡¯ve eaten all the fruit a long time ago~¡± Zhang Yiman ignored Han Jue¡¯s words [didn¡¯t wash his hands] and squirmed into Han Jue¡¯s arms.
Fortunately, Zhang Yiman did not turn into a kissing machine. She just rested her head on Han Jue's shoulder and squinted her eyes to feel Han Jue's embrace.
Han Jue held Zhang Yiman in his arms and could clearly feel the touch of Zhang Yiman's skin, and did not dare to move.
This is a genuine "sex scene".
"Let's cough let's watch a movie." Han Jue moistened his thirsty throat, feeling that only a movie that could immerse him wholeheartedly could divert his attention.
"Okay~" Zhang Yiman said.
Han Jue casually turned to the channel that played movies. He didn¡¯t care whether it was a good movie or a bad movie, so he picked it up and watched it.
However, the smell of Zhang Yiman's body, the touch of his skin, and the sound of his breathing all affected Han Jue's movie-watching experience.
Slowly, I can no longer understand the movie.
Han Jue can only maintain this position until the movie is over or Zhang Yiman falls asleep.
But after waiting and waiting, when the movie was halfway through, Zhang Yiman didn¡¯t feel sleepy at all, and Han Jue fell asleep first.
Zhang Yiman was very happy when she saw Han Jue asleep. She first quietly approached Han Jue, bringing his face very close, and then looked at Han Jue's reaction - the scene of Han Jue suddenly opening his eyes in the cohabitation hut last time was still fresh in her memory.
This time Han Jue did not open his eyes again. Zhang Yiman feels that she can do whatever she wants.
But after all, Zhang Yiman didn¡¯t really do whatever he wanted.
[There is another chance for a kiss, so you have to find an opportunity to make good use of it It is best when there are only two people, no one else, and no cameras, hehe~] Zhang Yiman is not a fool. He got two kisses by trading with Han Jue. The opportunity to kiss was used once on the sofa. This time, after secretly kissing, it was caught by the camera. As a result, when Han woke up and said that he didn't owe her a kiss anymore, he wanted to default on the debt, so she would suffer a big loss.
Zhang Yiman just looked at Han Jue with love in his eyes for a long time. Finally, he grabbed Han Jue's arm and pushed himself into Han Jue's arms, getting closer to Han Jue.
[Ah~~It¡¯s so good~~] Zhang Yiman couldn¡¯t help but smile, feeling that her happiness had already arrived.
Zhang Yiman played with Han Jue's hand, wondering how it would look good. First of all, the fingers are long and good-looking, and the calluses on the fingertips are also good-looking. Secondly, the veins on the back of the hands are also good-looking, the wounds on the fist peaks are also good-looking, and this black one
¡¾Um? ¡¿
Zhang Yiman frowned slightly, grabbed the cuff of the bathrobe on Han Jue's left hand, and pushed it up little by little. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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