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Chapter 161:

Jiang Mochen waved at him, Yan Qingchi stood up and leaned forward with his hands on the table. Jiang Mochen stretched out a hand to block his ear, and whispered, "I found out that this time, it was you who was cooking, which is a bit of a surprise."

Yan Qingchi chuckled, imitating his appearance, and whispered, "It wasn't me who didn't do it before, it was you who didn't let me do it. If you like it, we can continue to divide the labor like this for the rest of the journey."

Jiang Mochen glanced at him and whispered, "I don't feel sorry for you."

"So you want the rest of the way, do we still divide labor like this?"

"It's okay to go this way, but it won't change when we go back." Jiang Mochen stretched out his hand.

Yan Qingchi gave him a high-five, which counted as an agreement, "Deal."

After the two of them finished their meal, Jiang Mochen washed the pots and bowls naturally, and went upstairs with Yan Qingchi to get ready to sleep.

After entering the room, Jiang Mochen walked up to the camera and said, "It's time to sleep." Then, he turned off the camera directly.

Yan Qingchi asked him, "Is this okay?"

"Anyway, no one has told us we can't do it before."

"However, the show team definitely wants to use the idol's pajamas as a selling point."

"What if someone is naked/sleeping?" Jiang Mochen asked him, "Isn't that just..."

"Shut up." Yan Qingchi looked at him, "You're a dirty little train, you can't describe it as getting yellow."

Jiang Mochen approached him, "Do you know what a little train is dirty?" He pulled Yan Qingchi into his arms, "Now the camera is turned off, and the wheat has been picked, so we live together alone. Room, how do you think the rest of the plot should be played?"

Yan Qingchi pointed to the one-meter-two single bed, "Wake up, the bed is only this big, calm down, Mr. Jiang."

Jiang Mochen turned his head to look and asked him, "Do you know why I suggested that we live in this room?"

Yan Qingchi poked at his heart, "Sima Zhao's heart is well known to passers-by."

"When I was at the G City Hotel, I was thinking, I'm not afraid of living in the standard room, but I'm afraid of two beds in the standard room, that is the furthest distance in the world, not life and death, but the one you sleep in by the window. The bed, I slept on the bed against the wall, obviously it wasn't too far away, but I just couldn't get over it."

"Then why didn't you turn off the camera then?"

"I didn't expect it at the time."

"So you think about it now?"

"It's mainly because we sleep, and there is nothing to shoot under normal circumstances, and an actor like me who takes a forced route must not be too down-to-earth, and it must be left to fans' fantasies, so how can fans see me at once What pajamas to wear and what sleeping position I am in. These were all agreed upon when Wu Yuan signed the agreement with the program group. Basically, whatever I didn’t want to record and what I didn’t want to be cut and broadcast would follow my wishes. It’s all your fault that you The mountain always said that the two of us were high school students in puppy love, and the director was the dean, so I didn't react until I got off the mountain, otherwise we wouldn't have to sleep in separate beds that night."

Yan Qingchi pushed him, "You have to know that a proper distance helps to produce beauty."

"I think you're so close, I think you're pretty too."

Yan Qingchi couldn't help laughing, "You're really getting better at talking."

"It's all said from the bottom of my heart."

"Okay, let's go wash up, it's time to sleep."

Jiang Mochen hugged him and asked expectantly, "Can we wash together?"

Yan Qingchi smiled, "Of course not."

The standard answer, Jiang Mochen thought, he let go of Yan Qingchi, "Then hurry up."

"Yeah." Yan Qingchi turned around and went to the bathroom.

After the two washed up, they squeezed into the single bed. This bed is still a bit narrow for two adult men, Jiang Mochen simply hugged Yan Qingchi directly in his arms, which made him feel more comfortable.

"You planned this from the beginning, right?" Yan Qingchi asked him.

Jiang Mochen didn't hide it, "That's right, but now it seems that the house is pretty good. We have our own bathroom. After closing the door, we can hide in it and don't have to go out."

Yan Qingchi chuckled, "That's true."

Jiang Mochen looked down at him, "Do you feel crowded?"

"Isn't this what you want?"

"Do you think this is a bit like a college romance? Two people like each other, cooperate tacitly when outside, go back to the dormitory, close the door, squeeze into a dormitory bed and hug each other. Although they have no money, they are very happy. sweet."

"We have money," Yan Qingchi reminded him, "we are the richest of all the people present."

"Does it matter if you have money?" Jiang Mochen was about to be mad at him, "It's the feeling, the feeling!"

Yan Qingchi smiled, "So, do you want to simulate a high school romance with me, and now start simulating a college romance?"

"Can't you? It's time to go to college after graduating from high school."

"Okay." Yan Qingchi said very cooperatively, "Then it's really not easy for us. After so long from high school to university, we can be regarded as a model couple."

"What's your high school like?" Jiang Mochen asked suddenly. He had only seen Yan Qingchi's high school in the previous documents, but the information he asked someone to investigate was obviously a lot.

There were problems in many places, so Jiang Mochen didn't believe that information for a long time. Speaking of this topic now, Jiang Mochen couldn't help but be a little curious, what was the high school life of Yan Qingchi who he didn't see and didn't participate in?

Yan Qingchi thought about it, his high school was pretty good, his grades were excellent, his friends were loyal, his family was harmonious, and there was nothing wrong with him. It's just that it was his high school, not the original owner's high school. Yan Qingchi was afraid that he would say more and more mistakes, so he just said, "It's just like everyone else, very good."

Jiang Mochen felt that this answer was too general, and asked, "Did you have someone you liked at that time? Or what type did you like?"

Yan Qingchi didn't really want to continue the topic of his high school with him. He was always worried that he accidentally said something wrong, which would make Jiang Mochen puzzled. He raised his head and smiled and kissed Jiang Mochen, "Don't just ask me, do you have someone you like in high school? What type do you like?"

"I didn't, at that time, I didn't have the heart to think about it."

"me too."

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"real?"

Yan Qingchi nodded and looked at him with a slight smile.

Jiang Mochen looked at him and couldn't help lowering his head to kiss him, Yan Qingchi stretched out his arms to hug him, and after kissing back, he couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that this topic was over.

Because of the objective factors of the bed, the two of them embraced more closely this night than before, probably because they were afraid that they would fall off if they were not careful.

When Yan Qingchi woke up the next morning, he looked at his watch, it was only 7 o'clock. He always woke up earlier than Jiang Mochen, but he could play with his mobile phone while waiting for him to wake up. Now that his mobile phone was confiscated, it was inevitable that he would be a little bored.

Yan Qingchi scratched Jiang Mochen's Adam's apple, and then scratched his chin. Jiang Mochen reached out and grabbed his nonsense right hand. Before he woke up, his voice was a little low, "Don't make trouble, let me sleep for a while."

Yan Qingchi had to sit in his arms and wait for him to wake up.

Jiang Mochen slept for more than half an hour before waking up. While kissing him, he asked him, "Why did you wake up so early?"

"It's getting late, my normal routine."

"You don't have to lose jet lag, you're not too tired."

"I'm young, I'm not tired."

"Yeah, I'm 6 years older than you, but not older than you."

Yan Qingchi kissed his chin to please him, "You are not old, you are also young."

Jiang Mochen hugged him, lowered his head and wanted to kiss him, Yan Qingchi pushed him away quickly, "Go brush your teeth! Don't brush your teeth, don't kiss! This is the principle!"

Jiang Mochen thought that every time he woke up in the morning and prepared to be with him for a while, he would be defeated by this principle, and reached out and rubbed Yan Qingchi's hair fiercely, "Just stick to the principle."

Yan Qingchi grabbed his chaotic hand and hit him twice, "This is my beautiful quality, I'm such a person who sticks to principles."

"Yes yes yes." Jiang Mochen squeezed his face with a smile, turned over and got out of bed when Yan Qingchi wanted to fight back, "I went to wash up, remember to replenish me when I come back."

"Hmph, it's beautiful." Yan Qingchi also got out of bed, walked to the curtains and opened the curtains. The moment the sun came in, he felt that he was fully charged in an instant, and he could run downstairs for a thousand miles. Meter.

Yan Qingchi walked to the balcony and looked at the streets of the city in the morning. The sky is very blue, the leaves are very lush, the sun shines on the road, and the shadows of the trees are elongated. No one on this street has come out to move. The whole street is empty, but it is full of peace and warmth.

"Good morning." Yan Qingchi said softly.

He looked at the street scene outside, and the sun slowly shone on this small balcony and on him. He was very comfortable basking in the sun, feeling the gentleness from the sun.

When Jiang Mochen found him, he saw that he was looking into the distance comfortably, basking in the sun, he stepped forward and hugged him from behind, Yan Qingchi turned back, "Are you finished washing up?"

"Um."

"Then it's my turn."

Yan Qingchi said, and was about to break away from him to wash. However, Jiang Mochen hugged him tightly, "I just agreed, I will come back to supply me."

"I'm clearly talking about the beauty of the mind."

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"Really, I didn't hear it."

"Then you seem to be really old, and your ears are not good enough." Yan Qingchi pretended to be melancholy.

Jiang Mochen:  …

"Early in the morning, can't you say something nice?" Jiang Mochen was helpless.

Yan Qingchi smiled, "Good morning." He said with his eyes bent.

"anything else?"

Yan Qingchi shook his head, "No more."

Jiang Mochen frowned.

Yan Qingchi broke free from his arms in an instant, "I'll talk about the rest of the night, that's all for the morning."

After he finished speaking, he gave Jiang Mochen a kiss gesture, turned and walked towards the bathroom.

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Jiang Mochen looked at his back and smiled unconsciously. He felt that Yanqing Pond was like a bucket of water, sometimes quiet and gentle, and sometimes jumping and agile. When he is mature, you don't think he is like a young man who just graduated from college, and when he is lively, you think he is still a boy full of childlike innocence. However, no matter which one it is, Jiang Mochen feels that he likes it very much, because no matter what kind of appearance it is, it is the most real appearance of Yan Qingchi - the appearance that he likes the most.

Yan Qingchi closed the door and went down the stairs together with Jiang Mochen after washing up. Li Mo was setting breakfast for everyone. Seeing the two of them come down, she was stunned. She glanced at Yanqing.

Chi and Jiang Mochen's clothes said uncertainly, "Are you guys wearing brother clothes?"

Mo Xiaoxiao laughed instantly.

Li Mo turned to look at Mo Xiaoxiao, "Sister Xiaoxiao, did the two of you agree before? Why is it like this, cos twins."

Yan Qingchi heard that and looked at Mo Xiaoxiao, only to find that Mo Xiaoxiao and Zhang Ningwei were wearing girlfriends clothes. Mo Xiaoxiao is a pink plaid shirt and white pleated skirt, and Zhang Ningwei is a blue plaid shirt and white pleated skirt.

Mo Xiaoxiao waved at him and smiled, "Looks like we thought of going together."

Yan Qingchi guiltily denied, "No, no, Brother Chen and I are purely coincidental. Just want to wear something simple when you come out to play. You know, our boys don't have more clothes than your girls, so it's easy to bump into each other. You two, don't girls like bumping shirts?"

"It's an ordinary girl. Weiwei and I are not afraid, and we don't all wear the same clothes."

Yan Qingchi nodded, "It's really a coincidence."

"It's a coincidence," Li Mo said, "you can form two couples, but I won't let you form, otherwise the fans of the two brothers will probably be angry. And..." Her eyes were on Yan Qingchi and Jiang Mochen turned around, laughed a few times, and stopped talking.

Yan Qingchi didn't understand what she was and what she was, and turned to ask Jiang Mochen, "Did you understand the second half of her sentence?"

Jiang Mochen shook his head, "Don't guess the young girl's mind, you can't even guess it."

The breakfast prepared by Li Mo and Li Bozhong was bread and salad. The bread was brought by them, and they also borrowed a few from Mo Xiaoxiao and Zhang Ningwei. The salad was made with salad dressing from the kitchen and fruits in the refrigerator. Everyone knew that they were in a hurry to check in last night, and there was no dry food in the room, so they all understood.

Li Bozhong told everyone about today's arrangements during the meal, and all the people present agreed with dignity. The six groups of guests quickly finished their meals, carried their bags, and went out together.

Li Mo and Li Bozhong, as tour guides, walked at the front, and the others followed them loosely. Yan Qingchi and Jiang Mochen walked at the end, and the two of them chatted while watching, but they were quite comfortable.

They got on the bus at the stop sign of this station and took the local special bus. When they got off the bus, Li Mo saw a lot of people gathered in the square not far ahead, which seemed to be very lively, so she took Mo Xiaoxiao and asked her, "Sister Xiaoxiao, do you want to go and have a look?"

Seeing that she wanted to go, Mo Xiaoxiao nodded understandingly, and Zhang Ningwei said cooperatively, "I also want to go see it."

So everyone decided to go and see.

Seeing the pigeons in the square, Yan Qingchi touched Jiang Mochen and pointed to him, "Pigeons."

"Do you want to feed the pigeons?" Jiang Mochen asked him.

Yan Qingchi nodded, "I think so."

"Then wait a while and see if you have time."

"it is good."

They approached Li Mo, only to find that there were several people sitting on benches in this square painting, and many people were watching these painting people.

Yan Qingchi took a closer look and found that there was a person standing in front of each painter, and the painters were also painting this person in front of them.

Li Mo was curious about what they were doing, but her English was not very good. When she saw Jiang Mochen happened to be by her side, she poked Jiang Mochen and asked him, "Brother, can you help me ask, what are they doing? Why are so many people painting?"

"it is good."

Jiang Mochen turned around and asked the black brother next to him. The black brother was very enthusiastic and explained to him that they were in a game. The owner of the black bar on the street behind said that whoever drew the most like a real person, then You can invite him and his friends to drink beer for free, and you can drink any beer in the store.

Jiang Mochen asked him how to judge who painted the most like?

The little brother said, it's very simple, just show the painted picture to the person who painted it. If the other party thinks it is very similar, it is similar, and if the other party thinks it is different, then it is not different. If the other party likes hand-painted paintings, they can also buy them on the spot.

"You still have to pay?"

"Yes, painting itself is very hard, but you can pay less, the meaning is good, no one will take it seriously."

Jiang Mochen understood and told Li Mo and others.

Li Mo hadn't been to a foreign bar yet, but she was very moved and asked him, "Brother, can you draw?"

Jiang Mochen smiled and shook his head.

"Then do any of the 12 of us know how to draw? If he wins, can we all go drink beer for free?"

When Yue Ziming saw that she wanted to go, she also thought that she was on the island at that time. Because of Fei Jingyu, the two groups of them broke up, and some of them were sorry for Li Mo and Li Bozhong. So he opened his mouth and said, "Jingyu can paint, and he has a very high level of painting."

As soon as Li Mo heard Fei Jingyu's name, the joy on her face instantly dropped by half. She turned to look at Fei Jingyu and asked him, "Brother Fei, are you willing?"

Yue Ziming shook his hand and persuaded him, "Go ahead, if you win, we can go to the bar here together."

Fei Jingyu was reluctant. He felt that this kind of behavior was a little low. "If you want to go to the bar, we can just go directly. Why do we rely on this?"

"We don't have much money in itself, so of course we have to save some money." Yue Ziming advised.

"I learned to draw, not to participate in this kind of competition." Fei Jingyu looked at the people who were drawing on the bench, and said with disdain, "It's shameful."

Jiang Mochen

Frowning his brows, Yan Qingchi also felt that these words were not very pleasant, "Fei Jingyu," he reminded, "Even if you don't like it, don't say it, they are just playing a game, just having fun, neither There is nothing to be embarrassed about stealing or robbing. Besides, we are in other people's territory. If you say that, others can't understand Chinese. If you understand, we may not be able to get out of here in a good manner. ."

"What do you know?" Fei Jingyu looked at him, "Do you know how to draw? Have you ever learned to draw? A painter, for a few free beers, shows off his drawing skills in public and asks others to comment, this is what Shame. Professional painters only participate in prescribed competitions, understand?"

Fei Jingyu said, his tone was full of contempt, he was not afraid of Yan Qingchi, and even if Yan Qingchi quarreled with him, he thought it would be a good thing. Before Fei Jingyu came to this show, his agent said something to him - black and red are also red. The entertainment industry has never been afraid of black fans, nor is it afraid of black and red, the most afraid of is obscurity. Fei Jingyu and the manager analyzed the recording guests, and finally, they focused on Yan Qingchi.

For them, Jiang Mochen was too high, and Fei Jingyu couldn't reach him even if he stepped on a ladder, while others might be as famous as him or not as well known as him. Only Yan Qingchi is more famous than him, but he has not debuted for a long time, and his fans are not crazy. If he can be tied up, even if he quarrels on the show and becomes a rival, then it is worthwhile.

It would be better if Fei Jingyu could oppress him in any way, and then he would publish a draft and push it all over the Internet.

So Fei Jingyu is very proud, he has almost thought of the name of the draft, "The "Best Partner" 12 guests, overpowering Yan Qingchi, his talent ranks first", he looked at Yan Qingchi, his intonation Contemptuously, "This is because you specialize in art, Brother Yan, maybe I'm not as popular as you, but in painting, I'm a professional."

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