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What does it feel like to eat two buckets of instant noodles in a row?

Disgusting.kuaiduxs

What does it feel like to eat two pancakes in a row?

Not nauseous, but full.

When he entered the bakery, Han Zidong had no appetite at all. He just ordered two servings of croissants and left. For him, the creamy taste was no longer so sweet, but he felt very greasy.

When he went back, he deliberately slowed down and did a few warm-up moves, hoping that he could squeeze out some of his stomach later.

The pancake fruits in Jiu Lao District are right? In the next suspense comic, you have a character.

Before he knew it, Han Zidong walked to the door of his house, took a deep breath, pushed open the door, changed his shoes from the entrance, and entered the living room.

On the sofa in the living room, when Pei Zhuxuan saw Han Zidong coming over, she slowly got up, carried the hem of the short skirt, lowered her waist slightly, and turned around: "How is it, does it look good?"

After saying that, she lowered her head and poked her index finger, feeling both nervous and expectant.

The height issue is a shortcoming that she cannot avoid. She doesn't know whether Han Zidong, who is used to seeing long legs, can accept her...the legs, after all, she is not as good as someone with long legs that can be shot straight by tens of millions.

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Does it look good?

Very good looking.

Han Zidong was very satisfied. His hobbies have always been broad, unshakable, persistent, and compatible.

Bae Joo-hyun is obviously just wearing a pure white short sleeve and a fairly ordinary black short skirt, but it conveys a clear and cute sweetness.

Seeing Pei Zhuxuan shyly lowering her head and waiting for comments, he couldn't help but smile from his heart.

Although the two have kissed many times, Pei Zhuxuan still blushed when kissing. She appeared in front of him for the first time in her pajamas last night and couldn't let go of her whole process. Such things, her shy look really touched people's hearts.

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The most important thing is that she actually wore white silk.

I feel like the blood trough has been cleared, by the way... He just drank a glass of wolfberry water.

Han Zidong clapped his hands with a smile: "There is noisy, noisy, noisy, noisy, noisy, noisy, noisy!"

Pei Zhuxuan raised her head and smiled, then wrinkled her nose again: "Hey, it's too perfunctory."

"Our Zhu Hyun's beauty is so shocked to see the ants passing by."

"You said it."

"Have you said it?"

Pei Zhuxuan nodded.

Han Zidong scratched his head. It seemed that he had to not only collect some classical love stories, but also sort out some unconventional words.

He took a small step and hugged Pei Zhuxuan's shoulder: "We Zhuxuan have worked hard to descend to the earth. Please show your charm in the future and let us open our eyes to mortals."

"Mo? Am I a Weaver Girl?" After saying that, Pei Zhuxuan couldn't help laughing: "I'll come down to earth."

Then, his hands were like some kind of dancing posture, and his five fingers were opened lightly, and he pointed at himself and asked: "If I am the Weaver Girl, are you the Cowherd?"

As she said that, she suddenly clapped her hands and jumped, her little head leaned against the front of Han Zidong, and while walking upside down, she laughed and said, "Ah, Han Zidong, you are a Cowherd..."

Han Zidong looked confused. Has this sister turned on some hidden mode?

Boom, I talk so much, I don’t give him a chance to speak.

"As long as my painting skills are, I was at least a talented man like Tang Bohu and Wen Zhengming before. What kind of cowherd who likes to steal people's clothes?"

"Hey hey hey~"

Pei Zhuxuan's thumb was raised and she shouted: "Yesterday he said that he was loyal to love, but today he became a hooligan who steals clothes."

The two of them came to the restaurant, and Pei Zhuxuan sat cross-legged on the chair.

Obviously she was in a good mood. She shook her head and ate the croissant she got. When she saw Han Zidong eating in small stutters, she stretched out a piece of her hand to Han Zidong: "Eat more."

Han Zidong poked his head out and ate the bread.

"Zhuxuan, you fed me a lot of fried rice cakes last night. I may have a little food incubation now."

As he said that, he pushed all the croissants in his hand to Pei Zhuxuan.

Pei Zhuxuan said "Oh" and then suddenly clapped her hands: "I remember someone said that food indigestion can be used to stab your fingers with a needle."

Han Zidong waved his hand quickly: "No need, just have a meal."

Pei Zhuxuan ignored the truth and quickly pulled her slippers: "I remember when I helped you arrange your study before, you had a few needles here."

Han Zidong quickly grabbed Pei Zhuxuan: "Don't make trouble, that kind of needle cannot be used to stab people, and you think you are Rong Mama. If you stab me, I have to break the tetanus."

Pei Zhuxuan felt a little regretful: "Okay, you can prepare a medical box at home next time and prepare some food-in-sized medicine."

"Ok!"

Hearing that the shadow that ruled his childhood finally dispersed without needles, Han Zidong breathed a sigh of relief. The rural doctor's techniques back then were really too rough, leaving an indelible shadow on his childhood.

"Oh, it turns out that we, Lord Cowherd, are afraid of needles."

Looking at Han Zidong's relieved look, he guessed a certain possibility, Pei Zhuxuan clapped her hands and laughed so hard that she leaned back and forth.

"Oh, I really didn't expect it."

Han Zidong shook his head. The little white rabbit in the past has grown up, which is really not worry-free.

"Inside, Weaver Girl xi." "Ha~"

Bae Joo-hyun grinned wildly.

For a moment, the whole restaurant was filled with magical laughter.

Pei Zhuxuan, who had a smile all morning, had a great appetite and wiped out more than half of the two croissants.

Pei Zhuxuan sorted out the desktop, quietly reached out and grabbed Han Zidong with one finger and said, "Han Zidong~"

"What are you doing, Pei Zhuxuan?"

"Can you draw some interesting ancient poems or classic love stories for your country in the future?"

Han Zidong didn't expect Pei Zhuxuan to make such a request. If he didn't consider the background of the times and simply drew a story, it would be simple. The male and female protagonists would use them as the prototype and then appropriately modify the details. They should be able to draw more words in a day.

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But looking at Pei Zhuxuan's big eyes flashing, he frowned and thought for a while: "I'm a little busy. I can draw it so much that I can draw it out of thin air. I need someone to be a model, such as the classical makeup I will

It takes a long time to watch and draw vividly."

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Pei Zhuxuan waved her hand: "No need to be so troublesome. You just need to draw the plot. It is best to use Korean syllables to comment on it for me to read it."

When Han Zidong heard this, wasn’t this a popular science book for primary school students?

He laughed and said, "Ah, are you Chu Ding?"

Pei Zhuxuan pursed her lips: "Then do you want to draw for me?"

Han Zidong smiled and said, "You can draw, but you have to act coquettishly and you can only act like a singularity until I pass."

Pei Zhuxuan withdrew her hand and said "Moya". She seemed to refuse, but in fact her small movements betrayed her true heart. She repeatedly pursed her lips and raised her hands restlessly to her cheeks.

Then the pink fist clenched tightly and Zhan Yan smiled: "Buying, Buying~"

After acting coquettishly, I immediately covered my face and didn't dare to see anyone, and my body fell aside.

Han Zidong clapped his hands with satisfaction: "Big, good."

Just as Pei Zhuxuan put down his hand and sat upright with his hair in his arms, he suddenly with his expression closed, and his arms crossed on his chest: "No!"

"Why?"

"I remember that the seniors in your company seemed to have some tricks on you, let's have one."

"You think it's a restaurant to place an order, so you'll have another one."

"That's it."

Han Zidong was about to get up and leave.

Pei Zhuxuan quickly stretched out her hands to hold Han Zidong, calmed down her mood, and stretched out a finger: "Give me another chance."

Han Zidong sat back, put his hands on his chest, like a judge of some kind of competition, with a cold and ruthless look on his face.

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Pei Zhuxuan lowered her head and gestured with some unformed gesture with both hands, as if she was practicing. After waiting for about ten seconds, she pulled her hair behind her ears.

He raised his hands to cover his face. The next second, his fingers were retracted to the palm of his hands and pressed against his chin: "Oba, please draw for Zhuxuan, okay, okay?"

When acting cute, he shook his body all the time, and finally accompanied the previous coquettish act. He raised his two pink fists to his cheeks: "Buying, Buying."

She swears that if Han Zidong fails to pass, the next moment where her fist appears is Han Zidong's chest.

Han Zidong smiled with satisfaction and raised his hand: "Pass."

Pei Zhuxuan heard the answer she wanted, sat up and patted Han Zidong. After clapping her hands, she sat back angrily, with her arms in her hands, and looked at Han Zidong with her chin, as if she had changed from Party B to Party A.

Posture.

"I have to draw one for me every day."

Han Zidong shook his head. If he draws one every day, he just found a part-time job. Moreover, it may only take one minute to read these works, but it takes him one to two hours to draw them, as a producer.

Too troublesome.

"It's too tiring to draw one every day, and you definitely can't remember it, once every three days, twice a week, how about it?"

"Okay, but you have to submit your manuscripts regularly every week."

Han Zidong nodded repeatedly. Pei Zhuxuan was still very supportive of being able to learn Chinese.

The wish was fulfilled, and Bae Joo-hyun stood up happily, her limbs and body shaking. It seemed messy but there was actually a rhythm, and it seemed that she was dancing some kind of dance.

The flying skirt and the tender legs blessed by white silk made Han Zidong feel satisfied, and the inspiration is unstoppable.

He hooked Pei Zhuxuan's shoulder and walked towards the bedroom, so he had to buy her more clothes.

You can only wear it at home, buy more; you can wear it without missing.

"Zhu Hyun, buy more clothes when shopping later, so that you can save you from wearing my clothes every day in the future."

Pei Zhuxuan subconsciously wanted to refute, who would come here every day, but when she raised her head and looked at Han Zidong, she nodded her head.

"Han Zidong?"

"What are you doing, Pei Zhuxuan?"

"When will you invite us to your online variety show?"

"Why are you anxious?"

Pei Zhuxuan curled her lips. She also wanted to use her own money to buy some gifts for Han Zidong.

Han Zidong rubbed Pei Zhuxuan's head: "Next week, next two weeks I will start visiting major entertainment companies. Even if your ** company doesn't invite me, I will take the initiative to find you...."

"Inner."

Pei Zhuxuan nodded happily.