Peninsula Entertainment Starts as a Writer

"Where is our Johyun?"

Pei Zhuxuan sat cross-legged, holding the teacup in her little hands, blinking, and asked in confusion: "What's wrong?"

"It's autumn now and winter is about to come. Who wants to drink cold water?"

"Oh Mo, oh Mo, I forgot that you only drink warm water."

Pei Zhuxuan put down the teacup, stood up in a hurry, took the water glass from Han Zidong, poured the cold water into his own water glass, and hurriedly walked out of the study on his short legs.

After a while, she brought another cup of hot water and handed it to Han Zidong.

Han Zidong touched the hot cup wall, shook his head, and pointed to the water cup in Pei Zhuxuan's hand, who obediently handed it to him.

He mixed the two glasses of water back and forth twice, and the temperature of the two glasses of water was close to the drinking temperature.

Pei Zhuxuan took the water glass. The warm feeling on the wall of the glass made her heart feel inexplicably warm. She asked curiously: "Han Zidong, why don't you like drinking ice water?"

Han Zidong leaned forward and asked: "Pei Zhuxuan, why don't you like chicken? Is it because you don't like it? But why don't you like it?"

"Yeah~"

Pei Zhuxuan patted Han Zidong. Ever since she told her about her previous embarrassing incident, Han Zidong had been teasing her and laughing at her all afternoon, which made her very angry.

Unfortunately, the effect of the slap was as weak and ridiculous as the front paws of a Tyrannosaurus rex that could only grasp the air. After the photo was taken, she couldn't help laughing.

"Wait a minute."

Han Zidong suddenly became serious and looked at Pei Zhuxuan.

Pei Zhuxuan didn't know why. His body remained motionless, but his eyes were spinning crazily: "What's wrong? Is there something strange on me?"

Han Zidong touched Pei Zhuxuan's hand. When their skins first came into contact, Pei Zhuxuan was a little resistant at first, and he clenched his fist and pulled it back.

But after a while, she gave up resistance and allowed Han Zidong to grab her wrist.

Han Zidong stretched out his other hand and put it together with Pei Zhuxuan's little hand, and said with a smile: "Oh, such a small one."

"One West~"

Pei Zhuxuan stood up again, pretending to hit someone.

Han Zidong raised his hands and chose to surrender.

He looked around the room and nodded with satisfaction: "The shelves have been installed. I'll go to the supermarket to buy some ingredients later and eat together at home in the evening. How about that?"

Pei Zhuxuan was a little confused and touched her belly: "But I have eaten a lot in the afternoon..."

"You just drank a little chicken soup and a few spoonfuls of glutinous rice. When you go back at night, you will definitely be too hungry to sleep."

Han Zidong checked the time on his phone: "How about I make steamed tilapia for you to eat?

The fat content of fish is low, it is easy to digest, and it also promotes fat loss. More importantly, tilapia has few bones, delicious meat and rich nutrition."

Pei Zhuxuan crossed her arms, tilted her head and thought for a while: "Really? Okay, but are your cooking skills really good?"

"Compared to my painting skills, my cooking skills are just as good as mine."

Pei Zhuxuan was doubtful: "Let's buy more instant noodles. If we can't eat the tilapia, we can still eat some instant noodles."

Han Zidong took a sip of water, stood up, stretched out his hand, and pulled Pei Zhuxuan.

"I'll find you a coat to wear. It might be very cold outside now."

With that said, Han Zidong pulled Pei Zhuxuan towards the bedroom.

"Okay," Pei Zhuxuan looked around: "Do you have any hats or decorative glasses here?"

Han Zidong stretched out his hands to compare with Pei Zhuxuan's head, and looked at the big circle that appeared when the two hands were compared: "No, I'm serious, you may not be able to wear it."

"Yeah~"

Pei Zhuxuan chased after him.

……

First floor, lobby.

The landlord looked at the man and woman walking away and sighed: "What a perfect couple. Today's children all look like porcelain dolls."

The landlord's wife Quan shook her head: "Forget it, I think Zijing is the most suitable for Zidong. This girl is too short."

"What do you know? This is called the cutest height ratio."

"Okay, I don't understand." Mr. Quan turned around and walked into the house.

"Honey," the landlord slapped his mouth and complained, and hurriedly chased after her: "Honey, I don't understand anything."

Han Zidong and Bae Zhuhyun, known as the "cutest height ratio", had just walked out of the door on the first floor when a gust of cold wind hit them. They both shivered.

It’s past five o’clock in the afternoon in Seoul, and the sun is still setting. The orange-red sunset glow in the sky is like a palette, colorful and dreamlike.

Pei Zhuhyun tightened her tight coat. The coat that was originally a medium size on Han Zidong became a mid-length coat on her, making her look even more petite.

She raised her hand and looked at the horizon through her fingers: "It's so beautiful!"

Han Zidong turned around and adjusted Pei Zhuxuan's hood: "It's really beautiful!"

Standing face to face with a man, Pei Zhuxuan looked away unnaturally, her face turned red: "I'm talking about the sunset."

"I'm also talking about the sunset," Han Zidong paused, switched to Chinese and said, "The beauty is reflected in the sunset, and I want to embrace the sunset and fly away."

"Mo, Mo Lagu?"

Pei Zhuhyun held up the upper brim of her hood, raised her big head and asked, "Are you secretly scolding me again?"

Han Zidong shook his head: "I just read a poem about our country."

"Really? Then translate it for me."

"The charm is lost when translated," Han Zidong pressed his hands on Pei Zhuhyun's shoulders: "Stay here and don't move."

After that, he ran away for a short distance, looked for angles with his mobile phone, and took several photos.

After Pei Zhuxuan understood Han Zidong's actions, she was still a little reluctant to let go because of the teachings of the teachers in the company. Later, she thought of Han Zidong's character, and she did a few poses in cooperation.

After taking the photos, the two continued on their way.

Emart’s tasting area.

Han Zidong pushed the shopping cart, and Pei Zhuxuan held the shopping cart with one hand and tapped her lips with the other, moving slowly.

It can be seen that she really wants to eat, but due to the weight standard of a trainee, she has to give in.

Finally, in front of the fried rice cake tasting stall, she couldn't walk at all.

Han Zidong could even hear the sound of Pei Zhuxuan swallowing. He walked up and asked for a rice cake without trying it.

"Eat it, those who don't know think I'm abusing you."

Pei Zhuxuan waved her hand, but glanced at the rice cake box: "I don't want it."

"Why don't you just eat more fish later? Fish can reduce fat."

Han Zidong shook the rice cake in his hand, the aroma was overflowing.

Pei Zhuxuan's eyes wandered: "Can fish really reduce fat?"

Han Zidong thought to himself that this was probably the theory. How could he know whether it was true or false?

"Of course."

"Okay."

Pei Zhuxuan took the rice cake, put it under her nose and sniffed it. The smell of sauce, cheese mixed with the rice cake went straight into her heart and spleen, making her taste buds excited and her tongue salivating.

She picked up a piece of rice cake with a fork and was about to put it in her mouth. Suddenly she saw Han Zidong who had been staring at her. She swallowed her saliva and visually checked the height and distance between the two of them. She waved: "Come here a little bit."

."

Han Zidong obediently approached, held Pei Zhuxun's hand, and ate a freshly baked rice cake. At this moment, there was only one word in his mind: "The frost and snow on the bright wrist."

I can't stand it, it's too sweet!

"How was it?"

"I don't really like this sweet and spicy taste. Eat more."

"No, I can only eat half of it at most."

"Okay then."

The part-time student behind the rice cake tasting stall seemed to have his mouth closed, with an obvious speechless look on his face.

Can you guys just hurry up and get out of here?

Minato is shameless!