Peninsula: I'm the Top Streamer

Chapter 442: Good Intentions Prolong Life
"Are we really just friends?"

Zhao Meiyan looked straight at Quan Xuanhe, waiting for the answer she wanted in her heart.

"If they are close friends."

Quan Xuanhe looked at Zhao Meiyan and said, "In fact, we have been close friends for a long time."

"Think about it, we met at the end of 2019, when we were both just starting to grow up."

"Even from the very beginning, on stage, and later as partners and Thursday couples, the relationship between us is much deeper than that of others."

Quan Xuanhe told the story slowly.

He likes Zhao Meiyan very much, and it would be great if he could develop a beautiful relationship with her.

After so much time, Zhao Meiyan likes him, and he also thinks that now is a good time and the right period, and he is also willing to develop a wonderful relationship with Zhao Meiyan.

concern?

No.

Don’t talk about the future, just focus on the present. Don’t worry too much, just have you and me in your eyes.

"Of course, you also influenced me when I was most critical."

Quan Xuanhe remembered something and a smile appeared on his face. He narrowed his eyes slightly and asked mischievously.

"Tell me the truth about my breakup, did you do it on purpose or not?"

"Ani, absolutely not."

Zhao Meiyan shook her head like a rattle, her beautiful almond-shaped eyes full of innocence and grievance. She didn't even have time to think about the words she had just mustered up the courage to ask.

Quan Xuanhe shook his head: "Well, the mouth is on your body anyway, so whatever you say is what it is."

Zhao Meiyan was a little anxious, eager to prove her innocence, and her pretty face turned a little pink. "Ani! Why don't you believe me?"

"What do I have to do for you to believe me?"

Hearing this, Quan Xuanhe's eyes rolled and he had some thoughts of teasing her. Anyway, there was still a long time today and they had enough time.

Quan Xuanhe threw the question back and asked her to prove herself: "What do you think, what can you do?"

"I swear!"

Zhao Mei stretched out her finger, eager to prove herself.

Quan Xuanhe asked with a smile: "What oath?"

Zhao Meiyan closed her eyes and yelled, as if she had made a great determination: "I swear if I lie, I will never find a boyfriend in my life!"

"Oh~ Isn't this a bargain for the fans?"

Eh?
"Swear, if you lie, you will end up with a vicious mother-in-law, a mentally retarded son, and a violent husband."

Hearing this, Zhao Meiyan was frightened and her expression became hesitant: "Ah, so cruel?"

Quan Xuanhe narrowed his eyes. "Hmm?"

Zhao Meiyan immediately became honest and raised her hands weakly like a punching bag, "Then I swear, if I lied..."

"Yeah, I really can't put it into words."

She was even more puzzled as to why she was led by Quan Xuanhe in the end, and she swore an oath here.

"Okay, I won't force you."

Quan Xuanhe smiled and said nonchalantly, then nodded at her wine glass. "Just drink this glass of red wine."

Since he drove here, Quan Xuanhe didn't drink, but how could he liven up the atmosphere without alcohol?

this is OK.

Zhao Meiyan suddenly felt relieved. She raised her goblet, raised her chin, squinted her eyes, and gulped down all the red wine in the glass.

She even stuck out her pink tongue and licked the corner of her mouth.

"Wow."

After taking a sip, Zhao Meiyan breathed a sigh of relief, pursed her lips, and felt that the taste was acceptable.

Her alcohol tolerance is acceptable. Although her face gets red after drinking, at least she doesn't pass out after just one glass.

"very beautiful."

Quan Xuanhe looked at Zhao Meiyan, whose face gradually showed a reaction, eyes gradually became tearful, and exposed skin turned pink, and felt that she had the demeanor of a charming beauty.

"Qinjia, am I beautiful?"

Hearing this, Zhao Meiyan couldn't help but feel happy again. She held her face with both hands and looked at Quan Xuanhe left and right like a flower, her joy becoming more and more obvious.

"I'll take your picture."

Quan Xuanhe took out his cell phone and pointed it at Zhao Meiyan, and she cooperated very well, and the smile on her face became even brighter.

Click.

"Let me see."

After taking a few pictures in a row, Zhao Meishen reached out and snatched the phone from his hand and began to flip through the photos.

The long nails slid against the screen.

Zhao Meiyan flipped through the photos one by one and was quite satisfied with his photography skills.

Having a boyfriend who can take pictures is simply perfect.

"You take pictures too, you pose. It's your birthday today, so I should take pictures of you."

Zhao Meiyan took his mobile phone, turned on the camera, and waved at him with her other hand, asking him to pose quickly.

Quan Xuanhe did as he was told and took several photos in a row according to her instructions.

"I'll upload it to Instagram when I get back. You have to be careful so that some clever fans don't find out that it's us two together."

"That's when things will get really bad."

Quan Xuanhe casually flipped through the photos, then put his phone on the table, looked at her and said with a smile.

"Ah Arathor!"

Zhao Meiyan responded cheerfully, but she felt even happier in her heart, thinking that the photos he uploaded and that would be seen by countless fans would be the boyfriend-style photos she had taken of him.

It's exciting just thinking about it.

She really wants to be a sister-in-law.

"Wait, I'm following your Instagram now."

Just then, Quan Xuanhe remembered that Zhao Meiyan officially opened her personal Instagram account last month, and the name she chose for the Instagram account was also quite in line with Meiyan's personal style.

noodle.zip.
Compression package surface.

"Ani, this will be a mess."

Zhao Meiyan was stunned for a moment, then waved her hands hurriedly, and in a hurry reached out and grabbed his hand.

"Why not?"

"It would be too obvious, and the fans would know."

Zhao Meiyan was still holding his hand and spoke to him pitifully, with a pleading look in her eyes.

"So what if the fans knew?"

Seeing that she was reluctant, Quan Xuanhe stopped and put down his phone.

Because of the Instagram incident, the fans are like detectives, with sharp eyes and perfect investigative awareness, so they have uncovered many undercurrents hidden beneath the surface.

Hearing him say this, Zhao Meiyan didn't pay attention at the moment. She just stared at her hands. Quan Xuanhe didn't know what was going on at the moment, and naturally held it in his palm.

The gentle touch between her fingers made her heart pound.

Although fast-food romance and even transfer romance are not uncommon in this circle, in addition to the body and hormones, the chemical reaction that occurs when you really meet someone you like is what more people want to pursue.

She is very excited now.

Zhao Meiyan was cautious, pretending nothing was wrong and looking away, then gently placed her hand in his, with no intention of pulling it out.

An ambiguous atmosphere gradually surged.

"I can read palms. I learned a little bit about it when I was in China. Do you want me to read it for you?"

Quan Xuanhe took her hand and spread it out as if nothing had happened. He held the back of her hand, looked at the palm of her hand, and gently stroked her palm lines with his fingers.

"qinjia?"

Zhao Meiyan's face flushed, and her legs gradually clamped together under the table, entangled with each other, and her high heels were hooked on her toes and swayed gently.

"Of course, my calculations are very accurate. You know what people call me? They say I have a golden finger and I never make a mistake in the scripts I catch."

Quan Xuanhe said righteously.

"What do you want to calculate? Marriage? Fortune? Or something else?" "I can do anything."

Zhao Meiyan's heart was pounding, and she didn't care what he said, she just followed his lead.

Do you know what flirting is? It's exciting!

"Then let's rely on luck."

"Miyeon will explode next year and become very popular."

Quan Xuanhe chuckled, lowered his head and pretended to touch her hand for a long time, then looked up and spoke seriously.

"Ah."

Zhao Meiyan's pretty face became more and more rosy. She no longer cared about what he said, but just immersed herself in the atmosphere with him.

"It will happen in the first half of next year. Once we get through this period, good times will come, and then it will be smooth sailing for a long time."

Although Zhao Meiyan didn't really want to listen, at least Quan Xuanhe told the truth at that moment, and she would recall what she said at that moment in the future.

"What about marriage, will it be good?"

Zhao Meiyan looked at Quan Xuanhe and asked again, her proactive attitude becoming more obvious.

Marriage
"Do we still need to calculate marriage fate?"

Quan Xuanhe stopped at this time, looked at the pretty Zhao Meiyan, and asked with a smile.

Not to mention anything else, he knew that many male idols had passed notes to Zhao Meiyan openly or secretly when he was promoting his songs.

How can it be said that there is a lack of men pursuing me? It’s just that as the one being pursued, I have the dominant power.

"Ah? Well, forget it then."

Zhao Meiyan was stunned for a moment, thinking that he was avoiding her, and her mood suddenly became depressed. She answered reluctantly and with disappointment.

"I don't know about marriage. It's hard to predict, and I can't tell."

Seriously speaking, Quan Xuanhe's sixth sense information all came from a series of messages circulating on the timeline at that time. He didn't know some of the secret and unknown information.

"Oh."

Zhao Meiyan's expression showed her emotions, and she didn't look very happy, which he could see clearly.

"I thought you could figure out my marriage."

"Career sometimes depends on luck, but marriage depends on the individual. Or maybe I'm not that professional and can't predict it."

Facing Zhao Meiyan's somewhat complaining words, Quan Xuanhe said with a smile.

Although she said that, she held hands all the time. Zhao Meiyan's fingers were slender with distinct joints, her wrist was very thin, and the overall touch was delicate.

Zhao Meiyan blinked as she watched Quan Xuanhe touching her hand calmly, but suddenly he pulled it back, leaving him with nothing.

"After that, we still have to eat."

She said this shyly, then picked up her chopsticks again and started eating from the dishes on the table.

The phone on the table vibrated. It was a call from Quan Xuanhe. He signaled with his eyes and Zhao Meiyan, then answered the call.

"Hey?"

"Ah, thank you, Noona."

Zhao Meiyan pricked up her ears and listened, leaning her head forward slightly. She didn't intend to eavesdrop, but she vaguely heard a female voice on the other end, which made her curious.

Kwon Hyun Hyuk was answering a call from Han Hyo Joo at this moment. She was calling him on his birthday.

"Happy birthday, super awesome newcomer from Chungmuro! You've done a fantastic job."

"I haven't prepared a birthday present for you. Is there anything you want? I'll buy it for you."

Han Hyo Joo on the other end of the phone spoke boldly, but this time she didn't tease him and showed her older sister side.

"Nuna is so amazing, it feels so unintentional but surprisingly so heartwarming."

What, Noona?

Zhao Meiyan felt something was wrong when she heard it. She stretched her head forward even more and became more and more curious about who he was talking to on the phone. He was having dinner with her and chatting with other girls so happily.
She is being ignored!

Zhao Meiyan was so bold that she moved her head to find his gaze. When they met, her eyes revealed her suspicion and questioning.

Nugu?

Quan Xuanhe smiled at her and continued to make the call.

Zhao Meiyan was a little angry again and poked his arm.

"Really? Then shouldn't you express your gratitude to me?" Han Hyo Joo teased him on the other end of the phone.

"Let's talk about this later. We'll have time later."

Seeing that the situation was not good, Quan Xuanhe said a few words and hung up the phone without waiting for Han Hyo Joo to say anything irrelevant to the situation, and turned his attention back to Zhao Meiyan in front of him.

At some point, Zhao Meiyan propped up her chin, her face unhappy and dissatisfied, and asked, "Who is this?"

"Hyojoo noona."

Hearing this, Zhao Meiyan raised her eyebrows, with some hostility and vigilance emerging on her face, "Han Hyo Joo?"

"Yes."

He took in the expression, nodded, and said.

"Ok."

Zhao Meiyan felt a little blocked in her heart, but she had no suitable reason to vent, so she just felt a little aggrieved and then digested it herself before facing him lively again.

"It's time to make birthday wishes. You make yours."

After finishing the meal, Zhao Meiyan stood up, took small steps in her high heels to pick up the small candle, bent down and gently and carefully found a space to insert it into the cake.

"hair."

Quan Xuanhe reached out and lifted her hair to her ear, brushing it across her face intentionally or unintentionally.

There was a faint itch, and Zhao Meiyan's heart trembled, and her legs felt weak.

"Turn off the lights."

After Zhao Meiyan lit the candles, she took the initiative to turn off the lights in the room.

The room suddenly became dark, leaving only the faint and dim light coming in from the floor-to-ceiling windows.

After turning off the lights, the atmosphere seemed to change all of a sudden. It became quiet, and even the sounds that I hadn't noticed became very obvious at this moment. The sound of every move fell into my ears.

Zhao Meiyan held up the cake, and the warm yellow candlelight flickered, reflecting the warm arcs of light on the two people's faces.

"Are you ready?"

Quan Xuanhe stood opposite her and nodded slightly.

Zhao Meiyan looked up at him, her eyes twinkling with brightness and warmth. She opened her soft lips and sang Happy Birthday to him.

"Happy birthday to you."

Her voice was soft and soothing at this moment, and the lead singer's voice and singing skills only expressed blessings for him and the little wishes in her heart.

What wish do you want to make?

It was so ritualistic that Quan Xuanhe felt it necessary to make a wish for himself. He closed his eyes slightly and after a brief thought, he had the answer.

Have a beautiful romance with Miyeon.

It was such a happy decision.

Quan Xuanhe opened his eyes and gently blew out the candle after she finished the last syllable.

The room was completely dark, without any light, leaving only the night light outside the window.

The sound became silent at this moment, and even the breathing could be heard clearly.

Zhao Meiyan was waiting for him to make a wish.

But she didn't seem to hear his voice, but felt a strong arm around her waist, the cake in her hand was snatched away by him, and then she was pulled into his arms.

"Be my girlfriend, I like you."

His voice rang beside her ear, and his breath hit her earlobes, making her tremble all over and lose strength in her feet.

This moment made her heart completely fall. Zhao Meiyan's voice was trembling slightly. She gradually hugged Quan Xuanhe with her hands, bravely raised her head and looked at him. At this moment, she shyly and boldly expressed her feelings.

A feeling that has been hidden for a long time.

"I"

"I really like you."

really.

(End of this chapter)