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Chapter 406 Wen Xuanya: Perfume, it’s given by the scriptures

Author: Smelling fragrance to know women i

"Dongdongdongdongdong."

There was a knock on the door outside the box.

Han Zidong looked up: "Please come in."

The door of the box slowly opened, and Wen Xuanya, wearing a long brown coat, appeared behind the door and waved to him and said hello: "Want to twist~"

Han Zidong stood up and slowly met him: "Okay."

Wen Xuanya smiled and nodded and responded, turned around and closed the door of the private room.

"Didn't wear a mask?"

Seeing Wen Xuanya wearing a baseball cap and black-framed glasses as decoration, Han Zidong said casually.

Wen Xuanya shook her head: "Take it off at the door."

While she was talking, she took off her hat, raised her head and straightened her long hair with both hands, and stroked the long hair on her left to her chest. While taking off her coat, she looked at Han Zidong: "I'm not late."

"No, just right."

Han Zidong took the coat and hung it on one side. The faint smell of perfume on his clothes made his nose twitch, and he couldn't help but sniff the air around him a few times.

Wen Xuanya wrinkled her nose, unbuttoned the cufflinks of her shirt, and rolled it up: "Even if it's too late, I can't come to see you with a sweat stain."

"It's indeed our Aunt Wen, and it's right."

Wen Xuanya shrugged and said that she didn't care about the title "auntie". She took out a wet wipe and wiped her hands.

Han Zidong looked at Wen Xuanya. The two often met at the recording site, and this was one of the few people he had dated Wen Xuanya in private.

Without that thick and smoky makeup, Wen Xuanya, who is light makeup, has a bit more lifelike atmosphere. She has a 1.72-meter-72-meter-old clothes rack, and the veritable model figure looks good in everything, but she doesn't wear it...it should also look good.

"Shi," Wen Xuanya handed over the used wet wipes. Han Zidong glanced at them and did not answer: "What are you doing?"

"Don't help me throw it away."

Wen Xuanya whispered to Han Zidong behind.

"I'm helping you hang clothes and throwing garbage for you. Am I your exclusive waiter?"

He kept complaining, but Han Zidong took the wet wipes, turned around and stood there, throwing them far towards the trash can.

A perfect parabola was slid in the air, but when flying along the trajectory of the descent curve in the second half, the wrinkled wet wipes were inexplicably stretched out a little, and then almost fell straight to the trash can.

A few centimeters away.

A bang not only hit the floor, but also hit Han Zidong in the face.

It's embarrassing!

He looked at Wen Xuanya with awkward expression and was about to explain, when he saw Wen Xuanya bypassing him, quickly walked to the trash can, picked up the wet wipes, looked at him with a smile and thought: "Also,"

Want to play?"

"Isn't a childish..."

Han Zidong stretched out his hand.

Wen Xuanya laughed: "Stop playing, have dinner right away."

Then she threw the wet tissue into the trash can in front of Han Zidong.

Han Zidong rolled his eyes: "Hello, auntie..."

"Think clearly before talking."

Wen Xuanya stood there with her arms in her hands and looked at Han Zidong with a smile: "You don't want this embarrassing thing to spread throughout the circle."

"Hello, beautiful."

Han Zidong admitted his plan.

"If it's not~"

Wen Xuanya clapped her hands with satisfaction.

Then she pursed her lips and put the trash can at the table. She glanced at the trash can, and then looked at Han Zidong. The meaning was self-evident.

Han Zidong was too lazy to care about Wen Xuanya, so he sat back on his seat. Wen Xuanya proudly looked at the facilities in the private room: "This is the first time I have come to such a high-end hotel."

"Look at it a few more."

"Why?"

"You pay for the bill today," Han Zidong snatched the words before Wen Xuanya spoke, "Don't forget, you owe me a meal."

"Okay, I will pay for it if I pay," Wen Xuanya Light Speed ​​accepted the fact: "It's time for me to pay, after all, you helped me pass the settlement line."

Hearing Wen Xuanya's words, Han Zidong became a little interested: "Are you personal settlement?"

Wen Xuanya understood Han Zidong's meaning and quickly explained: "No, this time the emoticon package adopts a mixed method of personal settlement and unified distribution.

I may not have much money in my hands, but no matter what, I am the first member of the group to pass the settlement line, and I will completely adopt personal settlement starting next year."

After passing the settlement line and adopting personal settlement methods means that Wen Xuanya's acting career has entered a new stage, that is, she is finally about to start making money.

How many girls’ groups below the third line have been active for six or seven years until they were disbanded and did not reach the settlement day. After the profit and loss differences, formal settlement is simply the dream debut achievement of active idol groups.

Han Zidong sincerely congratulated Wen Xuanya: "Congratulations, Aunt Xuanya!"

No woman doesn’t mind the issue of age, but being called publicly is one thing, and being called privately is another thing. Wen Xuanya calmly accepted Han Zidong’s blessing.

"So I must treat you today, do you want some wine?"

"No, I have to drive here, but you should practice at night. Drinking can easily make things worse."

Wen Xuanya nodded repeatedly: "It was originally a platter concert, but you temporarily turned it into two venues. In order to fill the performance time, we have to prepare another stage for one or two songs."

This is really his fault. The practice time is tight and there is a need to open a sub-venue. IOI and IZ*ONE must prepare additional new Cover stages. Han Zidong clenched his fist and cheered: "Fighting! I believe you can."

"Inside~"

Wen Xuanya is complaining at most, not really complaining about Han Zidong. Not to mention adding one or two songs, she will not have any complaints even if she doubles it.

If you don’t take advantage of the current super high popularity and think about being lazy, you will be irresponsible to yourself.

"Then drink a little."

Han Zidong gestured, a small amount of alcohol would not affect Wen Xuanya's practice. As for him, he would just sleep in Jiangnan tonight.

"good."

Wen Xuanya's eyes lit up, as if she had remembered something interesting. She covered her mouth and laughed, and said something while laughing: "I heard you are... wine trash, right?"

Han Zidong pulled the corners of his mouth, too lazy to pay attention to Wen Xuanya, but Wen Xuanya didn't mean to let him go. He looked at him with one hand and said, "You are still too young, just participate in a few more friendships."

"You said," Han Zidong found the reason and took advantage of the situation to fight back: "You are too careless. How can the income details be spread everywhere? I think you will suffer in the future."

"It's really my fault."

Wen Xuanya pressed her neck: "I never thought I would settle the bill. I was happy and sent a screenshot to my family. You can guess it later, but in short, it spread it unconsciously."

Other gossips, the income details of ordinary members are too high on the Internet, and it will not cause much trouble, but Wen Xuan Ya is different. She is a super popular member, and she has gained popularity with the words "Hello, Auntie".

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Although she didn't get much of the 553 million pre-tax income, this super high amount would really stimulate many people and cause material discussions.

Han Zidong said: "If there is a similar dispute next time, remember to contact me and I will help you solve it, so as to avoid being swept by this screenshot every time you return."

Wen Xuanya blinked after hearing this: "Okay, then I'll feel relieved."

At this time, the hotel waiter finally pushed the dining car to the outside of the private room. Han Zidong asked Wen Xuanya to go inside and avoid outsiders, and asked the waiter for a bottle of wine.

Before the formal dining, the two of them touched the wine glasses and took a sip.

"To be honest, I'm a little lost even if I know how much money I don't have in my hands."

After taking a sip of wine, Wen Xuanya completely opened up.

"Whether we debuted for dreams, for the stage, or for making money and achieving economic freedom, we only participated in a week of recording and received share of energy. This stimulation is really...

”

“It’s lost?”

Han Zidong added.

"Yes, it makes people lose their hearts and exhausted work is not as good as a stage opportunity. Fortunately, we got this opportunity." While speaking, Wen Xuanya took another sip of wine.

"Then set a bigger goal, such as buying a house in Jiangnan first."

Wen Xuanya shook her head with a chuckle: "That's too far away, but you can buy a house in Jiangnan."

"I'm still renting a house."

"real?"

"How could this be lying to you?"

"You have made so much money, and you drive a used car, and you haven't even bought a house. What are you looking for?" Wen Xuanya tilted her head and replied without waiting for Han Zidong to answer, she replied: "Maybe you still have it."

Have a bigger goal?”

She put down the wine glass, put her hands on the table, holding her chin, and looked at the young man sitting opposite her.

"You really don't look like a 20th generation, too calm, of course," Wen Xuanya glanced at the trash can at her feet: "Sometimes they are also very childish."

"Yes, I've said everything, I'm the immortal."

"Tsk, it's boring."

"Look, to be honest, you don't believe it."

Wen Xuanya waved her hands: "But sometimes you are too 'free'. I heard that there are memorandums of sensitive matters within your C Club, and you still need to be assessed every month?"

"Who did you say that Minhe?"

Han Zidong asked back.

Park Minhe and Zhao Yi of the crayon are both 91line, so they should have had a lot of contact in private.

"There are also popular science comics with basic knowledge. No matter how busy the idol is, he must not be without common sense. Otherwise, sooner or later, he will make Qian Songyi's jokes and attract bad comments like a tide."

"It makes sense. Can you give us a copy of your memorandum and popular science comics?"

"Do you really want it?"

Wen Xuanya nodded.

She now has a mysterious trust in Han Zidong, and always feels that following Han Zidong's footsteps, at least she will not go astray.

Han Zidong put his hands on the table, leaned forward, and looked at Wen Xuanya with a smile: "What are our aunt Xuanya going to exchange for?"

"Well... how about I teach you how to dance?"

The two recorded episodes together appeared in my mind, and Wen Xuanya licked her lips: "I remember you reacted a lot at that time."

The reaction she mentioned was naturally not a physiological reaction, but a feeling of rhythm in the face of close-fitting hot dance: "I think you almost danced with me at that time, and you should have a good sense of dancing."

"How could I jump up? I stood right at that time!"

"It doesn't matter, I will teach you how to dance. In exchange, you will help me answer questions and solve public relations problems."

Han Zidong stared at Wen Xuanya for a while: "Disclaimer!"

The two of them ate and drank for a while, and Han Zidong went out and paid at the front desk.

Saying that Wen Xuanya was asking for money was just a joke. No matter how much I said, the date was decided by him, and the hotel consumption was very high. Even if Wen Xuanya could afford it, it should not be done by

She comes to pay.

After solving the bill problem, Han Zidong returned to the private room.

Wen Xuanya was walking out of the bathroom in the private room with a toothbrush box. When she saw him coming in, she pointed to the empty seat next to her: "Sit here and chat with me for a while."

Han Zidong was indecisive and took the wine glass to sit next to Wen Xuanya. As soon as he sat down, he heard Wen Xuanya say, "Just when you went out, I set a goal and I want to move into Jiangnan."

“Good goal.”

"Don't interrupt."

"Okay, aunt, you keep talking."

Wen Xuanya laughed and raised her hand to pat Han Zidong: "I'm that old, I'm the same year as the one who fell into trouble."

Wen Xuanya is only 25 years old and is in her prime. Of course she is very young and beautiful. Han Zidong changed her words and said, "I'm sorry, I'm used to it."

"Forget it, just call whatever you like."

Wen Xuanya put her right hand on the back of the chair and looked at Han Zidong with her body sideways.

The young man in front of me who is three years older than me really has a mature and interesting temperament. He is so mature that it makes people feel reliable and so interesting that it makes people want to get close.

She unknowingly got up from the chair and leaned over. Her face was almost the same as Han Zidong's. The tips of their noses even touched each other from time to time as her body swayed.

"Aunt Xuanya, you want to do it..."

Han Zidong's second half of the sentence was blocked by Wen Xuanya.

The perfume smells so good. Wen Xuanya kissed him and was about to part. Han Zidong directly grabbed the other person's waist and hugged Wen Xuanya in his arms. He looked straight at Wen Xuanya, not waiting for a break

What did you say? Wen Xuanya picked up his face with both hands and kissed him again.

Asi... sisters are so delicious!

The beautiful aura in the box lasted for two minutes. The two of them had their lips apart, but their hands were linked together. Han Zidong touched his lips and asked, "Xuan Ya..."

"Call it whatever you like."

"Aunt Xuanya, your perfume smells so good today."

Wen Xuanya raised her head and looked at Han Zidong with a smile on her eyebrows and said, "Perfume is fragrant, it's a gift."

Cough cough cough.

Han Zidong coughed.

No wonder he hit his orientation just right.

Wen Xuanya reached out and pinched Han Zidong's face: "You're even blushing, so cute."

Cough cough cough.

Han Zidong coughed even harder and his face became even redder.

Asi... sisters are so dangerous!

"Okay, I'm going to go back to SM entertainment to practice," confirmed some guess in my heart, Wen Xuanya stopped seeing it: "Help me take off my coat."

Han Zidong took the coat and stood behind Wen Xuanya to put it on for her, but hugged Wen Xuanya from behind: "I'm angry, I'll use my own perfume next time."

Wen Xuanya was stunned for a moment, then nodded slowly after a while: "Okay."

It seems that Jin Zaijing is more important than she thinks!

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