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Chapter 105: The Entertainment Circle 13
spouse?
As soon as this word came out, the staff was shocked. Although they didn't have a script, this is a program after all, and everyone will record it with some commercial purposes.
After the show is over, those who are really in love together are a minority.
The staff said: "How can you be sure that you will go to the end, after all, there are many instability in love."
Zhong Yi said proudly: "Do you know what is flowing in the blood of the Zhong family?"
staff member:"……"
Money, confidence?
Zhong Yi said: "It's loyalty to love."
When he said this, his expression rarely became more serious, without the arrogance in his eyes, the nobility on his body was even more obvious.
Sun Tao, the executive director in the studio, touched the editor's shoulder and said, "Remember to cut this part into the trailer."
"Oh oh oh."
The editor still hadn't come to his senses. Because of Zhong Yi's qualifications and personality, he thought he would be a "player" at first. His predecessors were all over a fish pond. Maybe the house collapsed after half a day of broadcasting and needed a mosaic to remove it.
Unexpectedly, it was completely different from his imagination.
Recording continues in the interview room.
The staff member said: "Who do you think will write to you today?"
Zhong Yi said, "It's all possible except me."
"I'm very confident," said the staff member, "but I'm sorry to tell you that you didn't receive the letter today, so try harder tomorrow."
"No?"
Zhong Yi's expression seemed to crack for a moment, "You mean none of them wrote my name?"
Staff: "Yes."
"How is this possible," Zhong Yi said, "Could it be that none of them wrote any letters?"
Worker: "No, only you didn't write."
"Then why didn't they vote for me? Is there anything I'm not good enough for?" Zhong Yi said, "I'm not satisfied with this figure, this intelligence."
Program group: "..."
When it comes to boasting, Zhong Yi has never lost.
Seeing that they were silent, Zhong Yi thought they all agreed with his words by default, and said, "I want to see who they all voted for."
The staff member said: "Sorry, this is a rule of the program group, and guests cannot be informed of the voting situation."
Without getting an answer, Zhong Yi could only come out of the interview room.
He still can't accept this result.
In the past 21 years, wherever he went, he was not always full of stars, as long as he said something, people would definitely echo him.
Zhong Yi stood in the courtyard of the villa, and the night breeze brought a little floral fragrance mixed with the damp aroma. He looked at the warm yellow lights of the villa inside the glass.
Tong Sui and Zhou Siyuan stood in the kitchen and didn't know what to say, with smiles on their faces, the picture was beautiful and harmonious, as if they couldn't tolerate other impurities.
Tong Sui was packing up the tableware after dinner with Zhou Siyuan when Zhong Yi pushed the door open and came in. He was tall and his shadow stretched long behind him.
Just when he thought Zhong Yi would say something again, the other party walked up to the second floor in silence.
Tong Sui frowned, "What happened to him?"
Zhou Siyuan didn't look up, and wiped the round plate in his hand with gloves on, wiped off the oil stains on it and handed it to Tong Sui, "Do you want to go up and take care of him? I can do it by myself here."
Tong Sui glanced at the dishes still piled up in the sink, hesitated for a moment, took the dishes and soaked them in clear water, "Don't worry about him, it will take a long time for you to handle all these dishes by yourself."
The corner of Zhou Siyuan's mouth was pursed lightly, and it raised a slight arc, which made him feel particularly gullible under the warm light.
The bullet screen said one after another:
——I really love Dr. Zhou's sense of elegance and husbandliness!I feel like the type who knows how to do housework well and is particularly worry-free!
——What a sweet post-wedding scene this is.
After washing the dishes, Zhou Siyuan put the dishes and chopsticks into the disinfection cabinet, took out a few wet wipes and wiped his hands again, "Let's go, go up and rest."
Tong Sui followed behind and went upstairs.
Zhou Siyuan rubbed the top of his hair, and said in a gentle voice, "I'll see you tomorrow, good night, little boy."
Tong Sui hummed.
He returned to his room blushing, and when he opened the door, he heard Sang Cai's voice, "Why did you stay down for so long?"
Tong Sui closed the door, "Wash the dishes below."
Sang Cai turned over, sat up on the bed, looked at his slightly flushed face, and said with a smile, "You flushed from washing the dishes? You weren't the only one who came up just now."
Tong Sui sat by his bed, "Well, with Zhou Siyuan."
He thought about the top of the hair that Zhou Siyuan touched just now, and unconsciously reached out to touch it, with a distracted look on his face.
Sang Cai said: "What's the matter, Tongsui kid."
Tong Sui turned his head and looked at him in surprise, "Did you hear that?"
The redness on his face became more obvious, and he quickly explained: "Zhou Siyuan is a pediatrician, he just got used to shouting."
"Ah, yes, yes, yes," Sang Cai looked at him with a smile, "Do you not know what kind of eyes are interesting to you? I'm talking about the kind of eyes that want to take someone as your own."
Tong Sui may not be able to feel it, but Sang Cai can clearly sense that Zhou Siyuan is not that pure at all, and it is impossible for people who come to this show to only want to make friends.
None of these people is innocent, Tong Sui's ignorant appearance is like a piece of sweet cake, it looks very deceiving.
Sang Cai suddenly felt an invisible sense of responsibility on his shoulders, and he said, "Honey, you have to keep your eyes open, don't be fooled by these bad guys so quickly."
"I know, I know."
Tong Sui lay down and covered his head with the quilt, "It's getting late, I'm going to sleep, bye."
Sang Cai hummed and turned off the light for him.
Tong Sui fell asleep quickly after a tiring day today, breathing evenly without moving, and slept until dawn the next day.
When he woke up, Sang Cai was still sleeping.
So Tong Sui rolled over and got out of bed lightly. He was still a little burdened. After getting up, he went to the toilet to prevent the camera from capturing him just waking up.
After washing up, he changed into a casual hooded sweater. The light yellow color looked creamy, especially suitable for his fair complexion.
Tong Sui got up early, and when he went downstairs, there were no guests, and it was deserted.
He yawned.
I saw a figure running in from outside the door. He was wearing simple sports short sleeves, which were wet with sweat and stuck to his body, outlining smooth muscle lines and a very narrow waistline.
Jiang Ciyan obviously just came back from a morning run, and his usually indifferent face was flushed. He walked quickly to the kitchen, took a glass of water and drank it with his head raised.
The excess water drops flowed down his clear and distinct jaw, and the round water drops crossed the slightly protruding Adam's apple, rolling up and down as the Adam's apple rolled up and down, inexplicably adding a sense of sexiness that broke the abstinence.
Tong Sui stared at it for several seconds.
Jiang Ciyan suddenly turned to look at him. His usually meticulous hair was casually messy on his forehead, with beads of sweat on the tips, "Morning."
"Morning," Tong Sui moved a few steps over, stood in front of the sink and stared at his wet hair, "How far have you run, I see how much you sweat."
"I didn't count carefully, just ran casually along the coastline, about ten kilometers." Jiang Ciyan pushed back the broken hair on his forehead, and said, "My body is prone to sweating."
Most people sweat more or less with a smell, but Jiang Ciyan only has a faint fragrance, which is not too strong, and even very stylish.
Moreover, after the exercise, Jiang Ciyan's gestures were extraordinarily sexy, and his usually indifferent face was wet with sweat and a little red.
It is easy to think of some scenes that cannot be broadcast, but his eyes are calm and reserved, forming a strong visual contrast.
The barrage in the live broadcast room increased during this time:
——Sure enough, the early bird catches the worm, Mr. Jiang's appearance after exercising is too fragrant, what kind of beauty is she.
——It’s good to sweat easily, but it’s raining heavily while doing.
——His appearance makes me want to see what it's like for him to really fall into lust. Is there anything more fragrant than falling into the flower of Gaoling?No!
...
Not only the audience behind the camera was excited, but Tong Sui, who faced all this most directly in front of the camera, also really felt the charm coming to his face.
At this time, footsteps came from the stairs.
Zhou Siyuan walked down. He was wearing a light gray cardigan sweater with a simple solid color round neck and long sleeves inside. It was a simple but comfortable match.
"Good morning."
He walked in front of Tong Sui and blocked the communication between Tong Sui and Jiang Ciyan very naturally, "Are you hungry?"
When Tong Sui reminded him, he felt his stomach empty, and said, "A little bit."
Zhou Siyuan opened the refrigerator, and there was no food in it, so naturally he couldn't make breakfast.
The staff of the program group said: "Everyone should have watched our last two seasons of the program. The guests need to take care of all the food and daily life in the cabin."
This naturally also includes the purchase of ingredients.
Zhou Siyuan said: "I'll search for the nearest supermarket. It's quite close. After everyone wakes up, discuss what to eat, and then send someone to buy it."
Tong Sui looked at him, "You know how to cook?"
"Basically, I can't say how good it is." Zhou Siyuan said: "You can talk about your favorite dishes."
"Really?" Tong Sui's eyes lit up, "Then I have to think about what to eat."
Jiang Ciyan looked at their interaction, his eyes deepened a little, he drank the remaining water in the cup, and said to Zhou Siyuan: "Since the cooking is left to you, the grocery shopping will be left to you."Let me and Tong Sui go, I can't make you work too hard."
Zhou Siyuan turned his head to look at him. Although his face still had that refined expression, his eyes behind the silver-rimmed glasses turned cold.
The seemingly normal communication between the two is actually undercurrents.
Tong Sui didn't notice their secret thoughts, and echoed: "Yes, it's more fair, you just wait in the hut for us to come back."
Jiang Ciyan curled his lower lip, "That's it, I'll go take a shower first."
Zhou Siyuan stared at the direction where he was walking away, and only looked back after a few seconds.
After a while, Qin Xiuxian and Sang Cai also came down.
Sang Cai closed the refrigerator in disappointment, gritted her teeth and said, "Why is it empty!"
Those who learn to dance have strict control over their bodies, and they tend to gain weight by eating at night, so Sang Cai basically didn't eat much last night, and now she is so hungry that her chest sticks to her back.
Tong Sui said: "We'll go shopping in the supermarket later, do you want to come together?"
Sang Cai said: "I won't go. I'll help you when you come back. I'm too sleepy. I'll go up and sleep for a while."
Qin Xiuxian glanced at Sang Cai, "Then I won't go, I will also cook some simple dishes, and I will help Si Yuan later."
"Okay," Tong Sui found a piece of paper, and said, "Then tell me what you want to eat, and I'll buy all the ingredients."
After writing down what everyone wanted to buy, Tong Sui returned to the second floor.
He knocked on the door of Jiang Ciyan's room.
Zhong Yi lay on the bed and frowned. He turned sideways. After a few seconds, he seemed to remember where he was now. He glanced at the noise in the bathroom, and then he reluctantly lifted the quilt and stepped on his slippers.Go over and open the door.
He opened the door and saw Tong Sui in a goose yellow sweater, his tender little face stood out even more against the color.
Zhong Yi's eyes lit up for a second, and he said, "What are you doing here?"
Tong Sui said: "I came to find Jiang Ciyan."
"Oh."
Zhong Yi's eyes darkened, he turned and walked back to the room, lying on the bed with his back to Tong Sui.
what happened?
Tong Sui seemed to feel that Zhong Yi was the same as last night, and suddenly became unhappy.
But he didn't look like he was unhappy about being disturbed to sleep.
Tong Sui walked up to him, "Zhong Yi."
Zhong Yi moved, but did not turn around, "Jiang Ciyan is in the toilet."
"I know." Tong Sui said: "The program team doesn't have anything to eat. I want to ask you if you want to go to the supermarket with us to buy ingredients. If you don't want to go, you can—"
Before he finished speaking, Zhong Yi turned around, "Go, you have invited me so sincerely, of course I won't refute your face."
Tong Sui: "..."
He was actually just asking.
Zhong Yi, who was still lying on the bed just now, immediately sat up, opened the closet and picked out clothes from a cabinet.
Tong Sui's eyes widened.
He saw that Zhong Yi brought a lot of luggage yesterday, but he didn't expect that he even brought so much clothes, probably not repeating them for a month.
In fact, Zhong Yi's face is very outstanding, and his clothes are also very good. As long as he doesn't open his mouth and is very deceptive, he is a proper handsome guy.
But he has a long mouth.
Zhong Yi picked out a satisfactory gray sweater and a baseball uniform from a pile of clothes, and he was about to untie the belt around the waist of the nightgown.
Tong Sui suddenly rang the alarm, held his hand, and hurriedly said: "There is a camera in the room, what do you want to do?"
Zhong Yi also woke up immediately.
He was so happy that he forgot about it. Fortunately, Tong Sui held him down, otherwise he would be dirty.
Zhong Yi's eyes fell on Tong Sui's hands. Tong Sui's hands were very white, with no obvious veins on the back of his hands, and they were soft and warm covering his hands.
Tong Sui quickly withdrew his hand, "Be more careful next time."
Zhong Yi nodded slowly.
He quietly looked at Tong Sui's face, the warmth of the other party still remained on the back of his hand.
"What are you looking at?" Tong Sui looked away uncomfortably, "I didn't mean to touch you, if you don't like it, you can wash your hands."
Zhong Yi turned around, squatted down and rummaged in the cabinet and found a familiar gift box, "Then what...it's for you."
This is the gift he gave to everyone yesterday.
The author has something to say:
Zhong Yi's state of mind: He came to see me, he was happy—he was looking for Jiang Ciyan, that's all right—he invited me, he was happy!(can't hold back wagging tail)