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Chapter 407 Wen Xuanya: Let the perfume smell good
"Dong dong dong."

There was a knock on the door outside the box.

Han Zidong looked up: "Please come in."

The door of the box opened slowly, and Wen Xuanya, who was wearing a long brown coat, appeared behind the door, and waved to him in greeting: "An Zhu~"

Han Zidong stood up and greeted him slowly: "An twist."

Wen Xuanya smiled and nodded in response, then turned and closed the box door.

"No mask?"

Seeing that Wen Xuanya specially wore a baseball cap and black-rimmed glasses as decorations, Han Zidong said casually.

Wen Xuanya shook her head: "It was taken off at the door."

While speaking, she took off her hat, raised her head and straightened her long hair with both hands, and stroked the long hair on the left side to her chest. While taking off her coat, she looked at Han Zidong: "I'm not late."

"No, just right."

Han Zidong took the coat and hung it aside. The faint smell of perfume on the clothes made his nose flutter, and he couldn't help sniffing the surrounding air a few times.

Wen Xuanya wrinkled her nose, unbuttoned the cuff buttons of her shirt, and rolled them up: "Even if it's late, I can't help it, I can't come to see you with sweat stains all over my body."

"As expected, it's our Aunt Wen, who is right anyway."

Wen Xuanya shrugged, expressing that she didn't care about the title "Auntie", took out a wet towel, and wiped her hands.

Han Zidong looked at Wen Xuanya, the two often met at the recording site, and this was one of the few times he dated Wen Xuanya in private.

Without the thick smoky makeup, Wen Xuanya, who is wearing light makeup, has a little more life. With a clothes rack of 1.7 meters [-], the veritable model looks good in anything, even if she doesn't wear it...it should look good.

"Hmm," Wen Xuanya handed over the used wipes, Han Zidong glanced at them, but didn't answer: "What are you doing?"

"Help me throw it away."

Wen Xuanya pouted her lips obliquely behind Han Zidong.

"I'm helping you hang up your clothes, and helping you take out the trash. Am I your exclusive waiter?"

He kept complaining, but Han Zidong still took the wet wipes, turned around and stood still, and threw them far away towards the trash can.

The wet wipes slid a perfect parabola in the air, but when flying along the trajectory of the second half of the descending curve, the wrinkled wet wipes stretched out for some reason, and then fell almost straight into the trash can a few centimeters.

The slap not only hit the floor, but also hit Han Zidong's face.

What a shame!
He looked awkwardly, looked at Wen Xuanya, and was about to explain something, when he saw Wen Xuanya bypass him, walked quickly to the trash can, picked up the wet tissue, looked at him with a smile and said, "Still Want to play?"

"You are not childish..."

Han Zidong stretched out his hand.

Wen Xuanya laughed: "Stop playing, let's eat right away."

Then she threw the wet tissue into the trash can in front of Han Zidong.

Han Zidong rolled his eyes: "Auntie, hello..."

"Think about it clearly."

Wen Xuanya crossed her arms, stood there smiling and looked at Han Zidong: "You don't want this embarrassing story to spread to the whole circle, do you?"

"you are pretty."

Han Zidong admits it.

"Go no oh~"

Wen Xuanya clapped her hands in satisfaction.

Then she pursed her lips, put the trash can on the side of the table, glanced at the trash can, then at Han Zidong, the meaning was self-evident.

Han Zidong didn't bother to talk about Wen Xuanya, so he sat back in his seat, and Wen Xuanya looked at the facilities in the box proudly: "This is the first time I have come to such a high-end hotel."

"Look a little more."

"why?"

"You pay the bill today," Han Zidong said before Wen Xuanya could speak, "Don't forget, you owe me a meal."

"Okay, I pay the bill and I pay the bill," Wen Xuanya accepted the fact quickly: "I should pay the bill, after all, you helped me pass the settlement line."

Hearing Wen Xuanya's words, Han Zidong became a little interested: "Are you doing personal settlement?"

Wen Xuanya understood what Han Zidong meant, and hurriedly explained: "No, this emoticon pack adopts a mixture of personal settlement and unified distribution.

There may not be much money in my hands, but no matter what, I am the first member of the group to pass the settlement line, and I will completely adopt personal settlement from next year. "

Passing the settlement line, adopting the personal settlement method means that Wen Xuanya's acting career has entered a new stage, that is, she will finally start to make money.

How many women's groups below the third line have been active for six or seven years until they disbanded and have not reached the day of settlement. After the profit and loss divergence point, the official settlement is simply the debut achievement that active idol groups dream of.

Han Zidong congratulated Wen Xuanya sincerely: "Congratulations, Aunt Xuanya!"

There is no woman who does not mind age, but it is one thing to be called in public, but another thing to be called in private. Wen Xuanya calmly accepted Han Zidong's blessing.

"So you must treat me today, do you want some wine?"

"No, I'm going to drive here. However, you should still practice at night. Drinking alcohol will easily cause trouble."

Wen Xuanya nodded again and again: "It was originally a platter concert, but you temporarily turned it into two venues. In order to fill up the performance time, we have to prepare a stage for one or two songs."

He was really to blame for this matter. The practice time was already tight, and a branch venue had to be opened. IOI and IZ*ONE had to prepare a new cover stage. Han Zidong clenched his fists and cheered: "Fighting! I believe you can do it."

"Inside~"

Wen Xuanya was complaining at most, but not really complaining about Han Zidong, let alone adding one or two songs, even if it was doubled, she would not have the slightest complaint.

It would be irresponsible to oneself not to take advantage of the super-high heat right now and try to be lazy.

"Then have a drink."

Han Zidong made a gesture, a small amount of alcohol would not affect Wen Xuanya's practice, as for him, he simply slept in Jiangnan tonight.

"it is good."

Wen Xuanya's eyes lit up, as if she remembered something interesting, she covered her mouth and laughed, and said a few words while laughing: "I heard that you are...a drunk, right?"

Han Zidong twitched the corners of his mouth, too lazy to talk to Wen Xuanya, but Wen Xuanya didn't intend to let him go at all, and looked at him with one hand on his chin: "You are still too young, it would be nice to join a few more fellowships."

"You still said," Han Zidong found a reason, and took advantage of the situation to fight back: "You are too careless, how could the income details be spread everywhere, I think you will suffer in the future."

"It's really my fault."

Wen Xuanya pressed her neck: "I never thought that I would be able to settle the settlement. I sent a screenshot to my family when I was happy, and you can guess it later. Anyway, it spread out unknowingly."

Other gossip and income details of ordinary members are plentiful on the Internet, which will not cause much disturbance, but Wen Xuanya is different. She is a super popular member, and she has gained popularity in one fell swoop by saying "Auntie, hello". .

Although she doesn't get much of the pre-tax income of 5.53 million yuan, this super high amount will really irritate many people and cause objections.

Han Zidong said: "If there is a similar dispute next time, remember to contact me, and I will help you solve one or two, so as to save you from being coerced by this screenshot every time you come back."

Wen Xuanya blinked when she heard the words: "Okay, then I can rest assured."

At this time, the hotel waiter finally pushed the dining car to the outside of the box, Han Zidong asked Wen Xuanya to go inside to avoid outsiders, and asked the waiter for another bottle of wine.

Before the formal meal, the two lightly touched their wine glasses and took a shallow sip.

"To be honest, this is the first time I have received so much money, even knowing that there is not much left in my hands, I am a little bit lost."

After taking a sip of the wine, Wen Xuanya completely opened up the chatterbox.

"Whether our debut is for our dream or for the stage, in the final analysis, it is to make money and realize economic freedom. Compared with running commercial performances everywhere, just participating in a week's recording, we can continue to receive dividends. This kind of stimulation is really... "

"Get lost?"

Han Zidong added.

"Yes, it makes people lost. Exhaustion is not as good as a stage opportunity. Fortunately, we got this opportunity." While speaking, Wen Xuanya took another sip of wine.

"Then set a bigger goal, such as buying a house in Jiangnan first."

Wen Xuanya shook her head with a laugh: "That's too far away, but you can buy a house in Jiangnan."

"I still live in a rented house."

"Really?"

"How could this lie to you."

"You have earned so much money, you drive a second-hand car, and you didn't even buy a house. What are you planning?" Wen Xuanya tilted her head, and before Han Zidong could answer, she replied, "Maybe it's you Have a bigger goal?"

She put down her wine glass, put her hands on the table and held her chin and looked at the young man sitting opposite.

"Do you really look like someone in your 20s? You are too calm, of course," Wen Xuanya glanced at the trash can at her feet: "Sometimes you are also very childish."

"Yeah, didn't I say it all, I'm an immortal."

"Cut, it's boring."

"Look, to be honest, you don't believe it."

Wen Xuanya waved her hands: "However, sometimes you are really too 'rigid'. I heard that there are memos on sensitive matters in your C agency, and you still have to check every month?"

"Who told you that, Min He?"

Han Zidong asked back.

Park Minha and Soyul from Crayon Group both belong to 91line, so they should have a lot of contacts in private.

"There are also popular science comics with basic knowledge. No matter how busy an idol is, he must have common sense. Otherwise, sooner or later, a joke about Qian Songyi will be made, which will attract a flood of bad comments."

"That makes sense, can you send us a copy of your memo and popular science comics?"

"Really want?"

Wen Xuanya nodded.

She now has a mysterious trust in Han Zidong, and she always feels that following in Han Zidong's footsteps, at least she will not go astray.

Han Zidong put his hands on the edge of the table, leaned forward, and looked at Wen Xuanya with a smile: "What do we Auntie Xuanya want in exchange?"

"Well... How about I teach you how to dance?"

The episode where the two recorded together came to mind, Wen Xuanya licked her lips: "I remember you had a big reaction at that time."

The reaction she mentioned is naturally not a physical reaction, but the feeling of body rhythm when facing close-to-body dancing: "I think you almost jumped up at that time, and you should feel good about dancing."

"How can I jump up, I was standing on the right board at the time!"

"It doesn't matter, I will teach you how to dance, and in exchange, you will help me answer questions and solve public relations problems."

Han Zidong stared at Wen Xuanya for a while: "Deal!"

The two ate and drank for a while, and Han Zidong went out to pay at the front desk.

It was just a joke to say that Wen Xuanya should pay for it. After all, he set the date location this time, and the hotel costs a lot. She comes to pay.

After solving the bill problem, Han Zidong returned to the box.

Wen Xuanya was walking out of the bathroom in the private room with a toothbrush case in hand, when she saw him coming in, she pointed to the empty seat next to her: "Sit here and chat with me for a while."

Han Zidong had nothing to do, took a wine glass and sat down next to Wen Xuanya, just as he sat down, he heard Wen Xuanya say: "When you were leaving, I set a goal, I want to live in Jiangnan."

"Good target."

"Don't interrupt."

"Okay, Auntie, you continue."

Wen Xuanya laughed, and raised her hand to pat Han Zidong: "I'm so old, I'm the same age as Zai Jing."

Wen Xuanya is only 25 years old, she is in her prime, of course she is very young and beautiful, Han Zidong corrected her words, "I'm sorry, I'm used to it."

"Forget it, call it whatever you like."

Wen Xuanya rested her right hand on the back of the chair and looked sideways at Han Zidong.

The young man in front of him who was three years younger than him really had a mature and interesting temperament, mature enough to make people feel reliable, and so interesting that people couldn't help but want to get close to him.

She unknowingly got up from the chair and leaned over, her face and Han Zidong's face were almost touching each other, and the tips of their noses would even touch each other from time to time as her body swayed.

"Aunt Xuanya, what do you want to do..."

The second half of Han Zidong's sentence was blocked by Wen Xuanya.

The smell of the perfume is so good, Wen Xuanya kissed him on the lips and was about to separate, Han Zidong directly embraced the other party's waist and hugged Wen Xuanya in his arms, he looked straight at Wen Xuanya, not waiting to say anything What to say, Wen Xuanya cupped his face with both hands, and kissed him again.

Assi... the sisters are so fragrant!

The charming atmosphere in the box lasted for 2 minutes. Their lips parted, but their fingers interlocked. Han Zidong touched his lips and asked, "Xuanya..."

"Call it whatever you like."

"Auntie Xuanya, your perfume smells really good today."

Wen Xuanya raised her head and looked at Han Zidong with a smile on her face: "The perfume smells good, it's a gift from the scriptures."

cough cough cough.

Han Zidong coughed.

No wonder it hit his orientation just right.

Wen Xuanya stretched out her hand and pinched Han Zidong's face: "You can still blush, how cute."

cough cough cough.

Han Zidong coughed worse, and his face became redder from coughing.

Assi... the sisters are so dangerous!
"Okay, I'm going back to SM Entertainment for practice," Wen Xuanya confirmed a certain guess in her heart, and said, "Help me take off my coat."

Han Zidong took the coat, stood behind Wen Xuanya and put it on for her, but then hugged Wen Xuanya from behind: "Nu Na, next time you should use your own perfume."

Wen Xuanya froze for a moment, then nodded slowly after a while: "Okay."

It seems that Kim Jae Kyung is more important than she thought!
"..."

(End of this chapter)