MTL - Spoiled-Chapter 29

He didn't know why Fu Yuan was angry. When he appeared, grabbing his wrist, Han Yun was very puzzled. Isn't it just drinking a milkshake? What's so angry?

Han Yun said he didn't want to drink. He only had a drink in the afternoon, but Hu Shuang asked him and he said yes.

It seems that this answer made Fu Yuan quite satisfied, and his strength was loose. Han Yun got away, looked down, and found that his wrists were a little bruised.

He found it last time. When Fu Yuan bit his neck, he didn't actually work hard. At that time, Han Yun was afraid because he bit his neck like a beast and shivered, but he didn't feel the pain.

Nevertheless, tooth marks were left on the neck, which slowly disappeared after two or three days.

It was his skin that was too white and sensitive.

Han Yun covered his wrist with one hand and raised his head to face his eyes. He blame him angrily: "Master Fu, you are the first person who dares to confront such a rough person." Not only that, but himself Can't take him yet.

He held his temper and walked over to the edge of the bed: "I have come out to live alone, why are you following me?"

"Just come to see your Majesty." Fu Yuan looked around his new room and found that Han Yun had just arrived. The room was messed with by him. Two suitcases opened, some daily necessities were piled on the ground, and the bed was scattered around. Clothes, underwear, and the closet were also wide open and messy.

Fu Yuan stooped down without a word, tidying up for him.

Han Yun was sitting on the bed, watching him clean up, not like himself. He was a little awkward: "Mystery, surveillance is everywhere here, you have to be careful not to be captured by the surveillance."

"Otherwise ..." He pursed his lips. "Be careful the country takes you for research."

Fu Yuan answered, and arranged the clothes on his bed, and asked Han Yun, "Do you want to wash your underwear?"

Han Yun hadn't spoke yet. At this moment, there was a knock on the door.

"Dinner and dinner are ready. Come down for dinner and dinner."

"Immediately," Han Yun said, "I'll change my clothes." Then, he lowered his head, grabbed a roll of the shirt hem with both hands, and took off the clothes he was wearing today. He sat by the bed with his underwear After rolling the whole pair of pants into a crumpled ball and throwing it to Fu Yuan, he changed his clothes naked in front of him.

He changed his casual t-shirt and beach shorts, exposing his two long legs. People here like to wear it like this. Han Yun also tried it for the first time. After wearing it, he felt something wrong. As soon as he changed it, Fu Yuan threw him a pair of trousers: "Wear this."

Han Yun confronted him: "Cool this."

Fu Yuan's dark eyes glanced at him, and he took two steps towards him. He was about to get started. Han Yun immediately took off his shorts and changed his trousers. The quick response made Fu Yuan stop to see him.

Han Yun was playing tricks in front of him because he knew Fu Yuan was tolerant of himself, and he accepted everything. Sometimes Han Yun was afraid that he was angry, and he was very reluctant.

Fu Yuan grabbed his palm, touched his bruised wrist gently, and blew it against his mouth, watching him very seriously, as if apologizing.

Han Yun's heart softened and his anger disappeared.

"Your Majesty still hurts?"

Han Yun shook his head: "It doesn't hurt anymore." Although he still didn't know why Fu Yuan was angry, what a **** to drink a milkshake himself!

He went down to eat, and as soon as the door was closed, Fu Yuan dissipated like air.

Tonight's meals were prepared by the players themselves, and there were a lot of people, so a few self-reported volunteers started cooking, which was also to let the ubiquitous cameras record and make more shots for themselves.

After all, the model is not a chef, fried some broccoli, cooked purple potatoes, corn, cut purple cabbage, lettuce, carrots, and chicken **** and mixed salad. A nutritious meal that looks OK but is hard to swallow is divided into A player's intraday.

The portion is not much, in addition to the Korean games, there are dieting habits.

To eat such a simple meal, some people use knives and forks, and some people use chopsticks. Han Yun saw others start to eat. He first clamped a piece of chicken breast. The chicken breast was marinated with black pepper and basil. Fried with olives, the taste is faint. Han Yun doesn't like to eat, so he eats slowly, and even wants to go upstairs and pull out a can of old godmother from the trunk for dinner.

Old godmother is a good thing.

He ate without talking, and the players chatted endlessly while eating next to the game. It is not the first time for a meal, but it is the first time to sit together and talk like this.

Even the director group couldn't help secretly saying, "Now that they are so harmonious, where do you want to start to tear it from tomorrow?"

Without tearing down, the form of this reality show is meaningless, and the copyright is considered a vain purchase.

While thinking about it, the director team looked at the long dining table and found that there was a person who was always outside the topic, and seemed to be not interested in what other players said.

The appearance of his meal was indescribably good. It was more elegant than those who ate corn with knives and forks, and it was so elegant in his bones that he didn't act pretentious. Pleasant meal closeup.

The director team knows that Han Yun is a rich man and a rich second generation. He has often recorded different luxury cars in the past few times. The expensive ones are 30 to 40 million, and the cheap ones are several millions. However, even if he If you do n’t drive a luxury car, you can eat at him and you will see that his family is extraordinary and his tutor is particularly good.

It ’s not that we have n’t heard of rumors, saying that the second generation of Han Yunfu was set up, but many people did n’t believe it.

At the end of a meal, Hu Shuang brought him a banana milkshake, but didn't talk to him, it seemed that he was a cheer.

Somehow, Han Yun was relieved.

Jijiji, it ’s better than a girl who is dressed cooler in your room and said she wants to sleep with you, but you ca n’t do anything right?

Han Yun doesn't want to be doubted if he can't.

He returned to the room, and Fu Yuan was no longer there. Han Yun was carrying the glass of banana milkshake, undressed and put out of water. The swimming pool on the terrace was thermostatic, not so cold, but not hot, and it was a comfortable temperature.

Han Yun couldn't swim. He was a dry duck. He stroked the water back and forth in the swimming pool. He leaned by the pool and looked up at the starry night of Yuelang.

In the early morning of the next day, the show group started knocking on the door at 6 o'clock. Han Yun always got up early. When the show group came in, he was already awake and was washing his face.

He wore a teletubbie's headband headband.

The elder brother carried the camera into his transparent bathroom, photographed him washing his face, and was accompanied by a little girl next to him. He was the one who helped Han Yun to carry his luggage yesterday and was a director who just entered the show group.

Han Yun was a little uncomfortable. He lowered his head and flushed the bubbles on his face. A clean face without pores appeared calmly under the camera.

The little girl looked up at him beside him and said, "Han Yun, you have worn your headband upside down."

Han Yun looked in the mirror: "Don't wear it."

"Reversely, the one with pink love here is positive."

Han Yun said: "... love is too damn."

Breakfast was prepared by a nutritionist and cook. After eating, they started to exercise according to the indicators. In the afternoon, the outstanding show teacher from the judges came to the villa to guide them to the show.

The day passed quickly.

When the Korean Games were not known, some rumors about his beating, background, inside the game, and favoritism of the judges quietly rose up, but the one million of the Korean Games was not given in vain, and the scandal didn't splash any sparks.

Sleeping at night, Han Yun was sleeping alone, Fu Yuan didn't come today.

He turned around, even a little unaccustomed, as if ... back to the time of the rental house, the time of the rental house, the most difficult thing for him to accept was not embarrassment, but loneliness. .

Han Yun only slept through the quilt in the middle of the night.

The next day, the minibus drove to the door of the villa, and the show team rushed in at six o'clock. The players saw that they were going out, and they were surprised and dazed: "Isn't it going to be recorded in two days, why should I go out to shoot today?"

The crew did not answer. The players did not sleep well and were so sleepy. Some did n’t even have breakfast. Han Yun took a few packets of snacks and got on the train.

Stuttering did not sleep well, yawned and leaned on Han Yun's shoulder, Han Yun silently pushed him away, he took out Bao Leo, and ate it with milk.

He likes to eat these snacks, many flavors, many of which have never been eaten, which can satisfy his appetite.

The minibus drove for a while, and as soon as they reached their destination, the players knew: "Do you want to do modeling today? Or change it completely?"

In front of the contestants, it is a well-known styling salon. Fashion designer Teacher Yin and this salon belong to a cooperative relationship. Her private studio is also not far away. Artists often come to Teacher Yin to make tailor-made. Remove the clothes and come to this salon to make hair.

Teacher Yin was in the salon and smiled when she saw the players: "You all know, some of you today will have their hair cut short, their straight hair will be scalded, and their short hair will be lengthened ... "

A girl touched her long hair: "No, I can't cut my hair for ten years!"

Some contestants are eager to try. After all, it is difficult to make an appointment for such a style salon, and the price is even more prohibitive.

Now the show team is fully contracted!

The contestants sat down in front of the mirror in turn. The styling designers saw their pictures in advance, and they also imagined the styling for them in advance.

Han Yun took a sip of the tea in front of him.

A designer walked behind him, and Teacher Yin also came over. The two saw him in the mirror and whispered something.

Finally, Teacher Yin told Han Yun, "We want to curl your hair."

Han Yun subconsciously thought of the teddy peeing in the elevator, and was almost stung: "... hot rolled?"

The designer showed him the picture: "Like this curl."

French short curly hair.

Han Yun was in a terrible situation. Teacher Yin said, "You have to believe in my professional vision. Your temperament is clean and clean, and the romantic and elegant curly hair is very suitable for you, or do you want to shave Moxigan?"

He turned his head and found the stagnant crying beside him, saying he didn't want Moses to do it.

The designer showed him what Mosesgan was.

Han Yun said, "I want to receive hair, I want to have long hair," he said, "probably so long."

Designer: "It's too long, and the hair is difficult to clean after hair extension. The shampoo does not wash cleanly and it is difficult to comb."

One-by-one sales of Amway, Teacher Yin planned to pass, and Han Yun was convinced.

She found Han Yun's sweetness early in the morning, but his temperament was too strong, and it was necessary to have curly hair to neutralize this outgoing temperament.

The perm was a long process. Mochigan, who had stuttered, was blown away. He went to the temporary studio and took a few pictures. He came back to look in the mirror, frowning.

Han Yun looked sideways at his new look. He was not used to it. He had a baby face with such a hairstyle ... he was worried about his hairstyle.

Stammer sat next to him and whispered to him, "Forgot yesterday, and asked you, that day, came to the bar, picked you ... that handsome man, is it your man or man?"

The light was very dim that day, but even so, we could see that the person was very tall and handsome.

Stammered his eyes and said brightly, "He looks so brave, isn't he like a donkey?"

"Donkey, what donkey?" Han Yun looked blank.