when idols fall in love

Gu Heng didn't know until the end what Grandma Zhien had talked with Miss Lin Yuner.

But judging from someone's reaction, there shouldn't be too much worry.

Jingle Bell!
Jingle Bell!
jingle
The alarm ringing from the cell phone next to the pillow stopped abruptly again.

Gu Heng frowned and pulled the quilt over his head, complaining slightly in his voice, "I can't get up at all, why do you want to set the alarm clock?"

Lin Yun'er pressed the alarm clock, so she is naturally awake at the moment.

This is already the fourth or fifth alarm clock she has set off this morning.
Even though today is the weekend, I don't know what is going on in her head.

Lin Yun'er who was under the other quilt gave a muffled laugh, as if she was a little embarrassed.

People are like that sometimes.

He clearly knew that he would not be able to get out of bed, but setting an alarm clock seemed to make him feel less guilty.

It can probably be understood as telling yourself "I have tried my best", even if I can't get up later, it is fate and has nothing to do with others.

Lin Yuner was about to say "um", but feeling the faint sweetness on the tip of her tongue, she moved her lips slightly, and whispered, "...I'll help you."

Unlike the classic Chinese dish of sweet and sour fish, oxtail soup is a very common family dish in South Korea.

Gu Heng checked the encyclopedia with his mobile phone, and read, "That is, the self-righteous thoughts, actions, and values ​​​​that are unique to some adolescents. The typical manifestation is that the formed values ​​are mixed with the childish ideas that have not yet been separated."

"Ok?"

Lin Yun'er pursed her lips and shrank under the quilt.

Gu Heng paused for a moment, then suddenly smiled, "Wait until I find ten or eight TV series for you, and then I will offer SM a lot of money, and you won't even be able to go back to Seoul in the future."

And now Girls' Generation is facing a crisis due to the resignation incident, and it is difficult to support her in terms of popularity as before.

Lin Yuner turned to the first page of the script, and pointed to the big characters on it.

"Hmm, I saw that the start-up time is expected to be around January or February."

"Open your mouth." Gu Heng's voice reached his ears.

"Oh"

"Tch, I'm not you"

Because to her, these small transparent glass jars are very familiar.

"Hold me and smell it." Lin Yun'er snorted.

He does a lot of evil, kisses the mouth but is not even honest with the hand, and asks himself what's wrong.
Simply, simply the number one pervert in the world!
It was probably because what happened when she got up made Miss Lin Yuner feel ashamed, and she didn't say a word to Gu Heng during the whole lunch time.

"How did I become stupid?" Gu Heng laughed.

A few days ago, when Gu Heng came back from get off work outside, he brought a small bag of persimmons that were in season.

Lin Yuner's Korean drama works in the past few years are not outstanding in terms of performance.

"Hurry up," Lin Yuner replied.

"Because it's a project of Huaxia," Lin Yuner replied naturally, "I got it when I went to the company yesterday morning. He Na said that the company had received an invitation from the drama crew a while ago, and the company asked me to see if I was interested. .”

Although Jung Soo Yeon's resignation had an immeasurable impact on the SNSD group, neither Lim YoonA nor the other members of Girls' Generation will stop their schedule forever because of this.

Gu Heng grinned.

Gu Heng used these three words to summarize Lin Yun'er in this state.

I'm probably going to make some persimmon wine today.

Gu Heng didn't know about these psychological activities of his own father.

"Stop reading the script?"

"What?" Gu Heng was halfway through speaking, and suddenly seemed to realize something.

"Okay! Have oxtail soup tonight!" Lin Yuner coughed lightly, and added, "This time I will definitely not miss it!"

Soft warm yellow sunlight fell into the living room.

"Where am I stupid?" Lin Yun'er muttered in a low voice, with a delicate mood.

"War God Zhao Zilong."

"When did I say that? Don't just talk about it, Lin Yuner."

Burying his face between Lin Yun'er's black hair, Gu Heng took a breath and closed his eyes again.

Gu Heng was silent for a moment.

After teasing her in the car last night, Lin Yun'er moved an extra quilt over, saying that she should beware of his evil intentions, and let her get pregnant first before marriage.

The establishment of film and television projects often starts very early, and there should be rumors in the industry.

"What's so interesting?" The corner of Lin Yun'er's mouth curled up, and she rolled her eyes at him from the side.

After a brief lunch, Gu Heng dug out six or seven small transparent glass jars from the storage room.

Gu Heng raised his eyebrows, "When I was having dinner with Sunny, she said that you will have a concert in Tokyo in December."

Looking at the persimmon pulp that was slightly undulating in the wine from time to time, she felt a sense of accomplishment in her heart.

"You haven't?"

Although this guy's tone seems to be joking, but if he really wants to do this
After thinking about it, she snapped her fingers and said seriously to Gu Heng, "It can't be like this, otherwise we will be at a loss."

She is normal.

Put the oxtail, put onion, green onion, ginger, garlic
She observed the boiling soup in the pot for a moment, then turned to find that Gu Heng was looking at her.

Gu Heng pressed against her forehead, "Who said I'm going to push you out?"

Soaking wine really doesn't take too much time, but if you add a few intimate words together from time to time, an afternoon will pass in such a muddle.

Lin Yuner muttered, "Pervert."

"How?" Gu Heng asked with interest.

All of Gu Heng's proactive conversations, she responded with different intonations of the nasal sound of um.

Gu Heng shook his head and refused, "Go on with your work, it's not that complicated on my side."

"How does it taste?" Gu Heng asked her.

only.
"The oxtail soup seems to need to be stewed for five or six hours, right? Is there enough time?"

Ms. Lin Yuner's daily attire with her hair tied up and an apron around her was naturally not as glamorous as on the stage, but at this moment it made him more excited.

"Ah!" Lin Yun'er struggled a bit, her voice was sweet and innocent, "Hooligan, get out, get out for me!"

"Think about it, the money you spent investing in TV dramas belongs to us. If you let me act, you have to share a few percent with the company."

Lin Yun'er's cheeks became more rosy, she bit her lip and stared at Gu Heng, kicked him under the quilt, "Get out!"

Although it will take more than two hours, it is still no problem to catch up with today's dinner.

"No," she resolutely shook her head in denial, then changed the subject and asked, "What's for dinner?"

"Well, pervert, stay away from me."

"I just told you not to rush to take this one, not the other ones."

Lin Yun'er raised her eyes and saw a small piece of cut persimmon that he put to her mouth.

a long time.

Peeking at Gu Heng busy not far away, she hesitated for a while, got off the sofa silently, came to sit next to him cross-legged.

Although she hasn't asked Gu Heng when she will leave Seoul, she will stay until the beginning of next year at most.

After thinking about it, she leaned her face against Gu Heng's chest, and whispered, "...this way we can get closer."

Gu Heng sneered, "Who told you not to let me eat soft food?"

Gu Heng chuckled, and changed the topic before Lin Yuner exploded, "Why is the script in Chinese?"

But after thinking about it, it seemed that it could only improve Huaxia's, so he stopped talking.

Chuxue
Thinking of some memories from the past, her face became hot.

"Martial God. Such a name," Gu Heng pondered for a while, "It would be normal if placed in the context of Dongying manga, but in Huaxia, it looks like the name chosen by someone who is in the late stage of the second disease. .”

She put the documents in her hand aside.

When it snows early this year, the cover should be unsealed.

Slightly letting go of his own father who was blushing, Gu Heng glanced at the time on the bedside alarm clock, "Wake up for lunch?"

Lin Yun'er put down the script, kissed Gu Heng on the face, "I'll help you make persimmon wine."

She was not curious about what Gu Heng was going to do.

Opening his eyes, he tore off his quilt, lifted Lin Yuner's quilt with his hand, and got in.

Lin Yun'er put on her apron, pulled Gu Heng and started to work.

Gu Heng was amused by her strange thoughts, "So why don't I give you the money directly?"

She hit Gu Heng's chest with her head, "I think you are stupid."

He brought some ingredients back a few days ago. Although there is a refrigerator to store them, they can't be kept for too long.

As long as you simmer the soup in a cast iron pot for two hours to make the soup thick and white, and then put it in the pressure cooker for 10 minutes, you can achieve a similar effect.

"I know, just kidding. Let's finish the concert first. Didn't you promise to give me the front row tickets for the concert before? You won't play tricks, right?"

"The content of the script is the most important thing." Gu Heng patted her on the head.

"The selection of the script should be especially careful." Gu Heng wiped his hands and hugged her, "Even if the previous "Back to 20" performed well in the future, you should still be cautious, and don't waste your popularity."

Holding her in his arms, he kissed her hard on the cheek again.

The persimmon wine he made is not so much brewed as soaked wine.

Lin Yuner snorted, "I want to get closer to you, but you still push me away"

Lin Yun'er raised her head slightly, but saw him frowning slightly.

Even if you can't ask the whole picture, you can roughly judge the quality of this project from the investment and production team.

"You go out first." She said calmly.

"what happened?"

Lin Yun'er hesitated for a moment, rubbed against her, moved to Gu Heng's side, and leaned against his body.

"Look at my father," Gu Heng hugged her from behind, "Can't you?"

After being told about the so-called name issue by Gu Heng, she suddenly lost a lot of interest in the script.

Gu Heng let out a sigh of relief.

It is sweet and delicious, with the unique astringent taste of persimmon.

"what happened?"

Gu Heng originally wanted to retort that it would also improve South Korea's population aging problem.

All of them seem to be in Chinese.

He took another look at the script in Lin Yuner's hand just now, it was indeed in Chinese.

"Script?" Gu Heng was surprised, and immediately realized, "Are you going to resume your work schedule?"

Lin Yun'er, who was crouching on the sofa with a stack of materials, seemed to be studying something seriously, her eyes turned slightly.

"Why did I become perverted?"

After closing the lid of the last glass jar, Lin Yun'er shook her hair, and made a tick gesture to Gu Heng's chin, "You're done!"

"What's the matter. Are you unhappy?"

Adjusting his sitting posture so that Lin Yuner could lean more comfortably, he glanced sideways at the stack of documents on her lap, and asked casually, "What are you looking at?"

When he was in Dayong High School, he clearly remembered Miss Lin Yuner's bold promise.

The quilt rose and fell twice, and then calmed down.

Every step she takes should be cautious.

She doesn't want to be seen as that or something by someone.
Oh yes, secondary illness.

Gu Heng lowered his head, blocking Lin Yun'er's remaining words.

"There are still some vegetable ingredients in the refrigerator, let's make some by ourselves?"

Write down what happened in the morning for him, and settle the accounts later
She found that she liked to lean on someone.

She naturally benefits from Gu Heng's closeness and greed for her, but she must not say it out loud.

Gu Heng thought for a while and asked.

Has a faint persimmon fruity aroma.

"What do you mean by secondary disease?"

If he really wanted to say this, he might be kicked off the bed by someone in his arms.

"Of course there are cheats!" Lin Yuner frowned.

"Script." Lin Yuner said concisely.

"This script is not necessarily bad, I will read it again."

Blinking, she bit the small piece of persimmon.

"Then I have to help you increase your knowledge."

"What are you thinking about?"

Actors should cherish feathers.

Just like that guy Gu Heng has a strange hobby of sniffing her body.
Of course, she is not a pervert like Gu Heng.

Wash and boil water over high heat.

It is impossible for Gu Heng to stay with her forever in Seoul, both of them are very clear about this.

"As far as the name is concerned, I can only say that I'm afraid it's not very optimistic." Shaking his head, Gu Heng kissed her on the face, "Don't be stupid."

Lin Yun'er narrowed her eyes, "Last night, someone said he was looking for some other little rich woman, maybe he was waiting for such a day."

Lin Yun'er's body froze, her earlobe was red and hot.

"What's the matter?" Lin Yun'er leaned into his ear, "I'm not around anymore, I'm free, isn't it great?"

"It's not all, there are other plans." Gu Heng turned his face and glanced at her.

"What's the name of the script, I'll ask someone to ask tomorrow." Gu Heng pinched her face and asked.

"Then you." Lin Yuner suddenly realized, "Shameless!"

Lin Yuner seemed to understand but half understood, "Is it not a good idea?"

The sun was setting.

His eyes stayed on his girlfriend's watery eyes for two seconds, and then fell on the quilt.

Pretend to be cold.

Gu Heng ignored her words, "This is punishment."

Lin Yuner froze for a moment, "I didn't mean that!"

The weekend passed quietly.

Only a slight whimper came out from time to time.

"No." Gu Heng paused, and then said, "I just think that you should read the script before making a decision."

Although her Chinese is already very good, she still can't fully understand some stalks.

In Gu Heng's impression, He Jingshu also likes to make this soup in autumn and winter.

"Well, it's nothing too fancy, it just makes me want to call it a little bit." Gu Heng said two words softly.

"So you're just trying to get my money." Lin Yuner bit his ear.

Gu Heng is busy with her hands at the moment, and she is not worried about any unpredictable and dangerous consequences caused by this action.

"Ah! You, you, you!" Lin Yun'er was shocked by his words, "You can't be such a rascal!"

Although the workload is still not small, the process is much simpler and more convenient.

"Is this perverted?"

"See you tomorrow."

Keep looking down at the things in your hands.

"That's good."

Turning around, she tried to push Gu Heng out of the kitchen, "You, you don't bother me here, I'll cook it later."

"You just said that it would be stewed for two hours."

Gu Heng hooked her waist and lowered his head slightly.

The atmosphere in the kitchen quietly became a little warmer than the boiling soup in the pot.

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