Please Answer 2020

Chapter 92 Concentration
The grass and trees in the setting sun, the world is dyed golden.

The camping of four people, the topic has not stopped since eating barbecue.

Cheng Qian'an was lying on the mat with his back, the warm sunlight, especially the setting sun, the warm wind caressing, only made people feel comfortable all over.

He always interjected indiscriminately, with a sleepy look on his face.

Knowing what Pu Zhiyong was thinking, he didn't say much, and felt at ease as a wingman.

I figured it out, tomorrow is their first overseas concert, so today should be the rehearsal.

Cheng Qian'an took out his mobile phone to take a photo of the sunset, and sent it to Lin Nalian, but he didn't get a reply after waiting for a while.

Ok?
Cheng Qian'an flicked the interface, and suddenly realized that he didn't notice that someone added him as a friend, and clicked through with his finger.

Not long after.

"Hello, I'm Sana!"

Cheng Qian'an touched his chin.

"Really Sana?"

Don't blame him, anyone who suddenly adds friends and says that he is a big star himself, who would dare to believe it?

"...Didn't we meet in the hospital a few days ago?"

That's right.

"Sorry, I thought it was a prank. (winks)"

"It's okay, it's normal!"

He seemed to know why Sana wanted to add him as a friend, it was nothing more than talking about what happened that day.

In fact, Mina also told him, please don't tell him, he agreed, but he didn't expect Sana to find him again.

"The two of us will sit by the river for a while."

Pu Zhiyong and Li Yumei chatted harmoniously, stood up and patted their buttocks, said something to the two of them, and sat on the lawn by the river laughing and chatting.

According to this progress, it will take only half a month for two people to complete.

"what are you doing?"

At this time, there were only the two of them left. Noze saw him take out his mobile phone and started chatting intently for a moment, leaned over to him, and looked over curiously.

"It's nothing."

Cheng Qian'an turned off the screen of the phone and said quickly.

Noze squeezed his shoulders, leaned on his stomach and raised his chin to watch him. This posture just allowed him to see a beautiful mountain and river.

What a white mountain, what a deep valley.

Cheng Qian'an glanced away in a hurry, and looked no evil, but Noze clearly saw his small movements.

"nothing?"

Noze didn't care at all, instead he was extremely active, putting his face directly on his shoulder, staring at him.

The distance between the two was very close, and the breath they exhaled felt a little itchy on the face.

Cheng Qian'an turned his face away, their noses rubbed against each other, he tilted his head back slightly, and looked down at Noze.

"I was chatting with a friend."

Noze preempted, "Why don't you chat with me."

The more he backed away, the more she leaned forward.

In her opinion, Cheng Qian'an is good everywhere, including appearance, personality, and work, which are in line with her inner conditions.

"We've been chatting all day."

Cheng Qian'an replied helplessly.

He is a gentleman, but he is not a eunuch, how can he refuse to throw himself in his arms.

Now it is all supported by his willpower, which is harder than steel!

It would have been convincing if his breathing hadn't been thickened.

He hasn't vented since he came to South Korea, and he feels very suffocated in his heart for nearly half a year.

"It's never too long to talk."

Noze pouted, looking very moist, bouncy, and sensual, and said coquettishly.

Most Korean girls are very good at acting like a baby, anyway, he has never seen so many who like to act like a baby in China.

Or very 'will'.

Cheng Qian'an has the bottom line in his heart, he can play around, but he can't go any further, because at this time you can no longer control the main position and the development process of things.

"There is still time in the future."

Cheng Qian'an responded casually, and a little fled, stood up with a slight bend and walked to the side.

He still remembered that the message hadn't come back yet.

Noze looked at his back, didn't get up to chase after him, felt quite resentful in his heart, and fell down to rest in frustration.

Grab the grass on the side of the road and start pulling it up.

The action looks like pulling.
"Thanks to you helping us buy medicine that day, otherwise there would be a big accident. (Thanks)"

Sana was sitting on the sofa in the hotel, tapping the screen to send messages. They were in the reception room of the hotel, and when they were out on tour, they would sit here and chat.

After she went back, she always felt that what she did was inappropriate, and she should thank them well, at least to see their sincerity, right?

"Mina told me about this, it's nothing wrong, I'm a loyal fan of yours, I can do my best to help you cover this small matter."

Cheng Qian'an didn't think it mattered, but he thought it was weird that Mingjing Nan looked hopeful before, but he didn't expect that there was really a problem after making him guess that it was not bad.

"Ah, really?"

"Thank you (put your hands together)"

Two messages were sent in a row.

"If Mina's mood can recover as soon as possible, that would be the best thanks!"

"It will."

I said a few more words to clarify the matter, Sana expressed her thanks, and the chat ended here.

Sana breathed a sigh of relief, turned off the phone screen, watched everyone sitting on the sofa and frolicking, and took back her mind to join in.

"Looking at Ziyu like this, it's so funny!"

"How many yards is Oniha!"

"Hahahahahahahahahaha."

Sana just finished here, at this time Lin Nayeon just replied to his message.

"Is this the Han River?"

"Yes, I'm out camping today."

"It feels so comfortable."

Lin Nayeon had just finished washing, and while sending a message, she returned to the living room and squeezed on the sofa with Mingjing Nan, leaning on her.

"We can go camping after your tour is over."

"If only I had time. (Poor)"

Lin Nayeon said it more tactfully, but the main reason is because she is an idol, she can't do many things.

"Most definitely."

Cheng Qian'an replied.

At this time, Pu Zhiyong and Li Yumei, who came back from the river, rubbed shoulders, talked intimately, and walked back slowly.

Looks like it's progressing fast.

"Let's go, pack up and retreat!"

Park Zhiyong shouted.

Without a trace, he glared at Cheng Qian'an bitterly, blaming him for leaving him here alone, and muttered secretly.

"Smelly man."

Cheng Qian'an was thick-skinned, pretending to be nonchalant and unaware.

(End of this chapter)