Chapter 27 You touched me? You pushed me to a place where no one was around and touched me?
"What? Sister Huan's birthday today?" Ke Wenjun came over.
Meng Yue was surprised and said, "Then why don't we celebrate the birthday together while everyone is here?"
"That's great. Double happiness!"
Aunt Qian cut her six-layer wedding cake in half and generously gave it to Jiang Huan. She stepped forward and picked her up, "Let's go!"
"Hey!" Jiang Huan was thrown into the air by the crowd, and she finally broke free. "Don't touch me! I said don't..."
"Happy birthday!"
The feeling of weightlessness came over me, and I was dragged and thrown into the sky again.
She suddenly became silent and blinked.
It seems... quite fun?
Instantly, his fangs flashed, he licked them with his tongue, and immediately crossed his legs: "Higher! Haven't you eaten yet?"
"Did you hear that?" Aunt Qian shouted with a smile, "What did the little girl say?"
"Higher! Higher! Higher! Higher!"
Jiang Huan jumped with her plastered leg, her eyes curved in a drunken smile.
Jiang He struggled out of the crowd, "Wait, that's not right, our birthday is still in two days..."
But her voice was drowned out by the excited crowd, without any ripples at all.
At three o'clock in the morning, the guests were finally dragged back by the staff.
"I won't leave." Ke Wenjun picked up the air microphone and howled at the top of his lungs, "I have a little donkey, ah ah ah ah ah!"
"Good!" Director Li Haishao applauded, "Good song!"
"Director Li is leaving?" The staff dragged Meng Yue, who was pole dancing in the square, back.
When they were about to enter the hall, they stopped Fu Ran who was kowtow to each other and swore brotherhood. The two of them were shouting "We don't ask to be born on the same day, but we ask to die on the same month", and they even gave each other nicknames - you are Ran Zi, I am Ke Zi, and we are the Ranwu CP.
[I won’t sleep today. I want to see the scene after they sober up.]
[I have recorded the screen and sent a private message to Ke Wenjun. I know he must read it.]
[If it really doesn't work out, you two should be together. This will be good for both Meng Yue and Jiang Huan.]
[Where's Sister Huan? Where's Sister Huan, who's my age?]
[You guys are already on top of me???]
[Speaking of which, He He's birthday isn't today, it's the day after tomorrow! It's still two days away. Didn't they say they were having twins? ? ?]
In the room, Jiang Huan lay down in a daze, and the fragrance of flower petals seemed to still linger on her body.
Images flashed through her mind, and she actually remembered the day she was born.
There was a fire in the prison, and the evil spirits broke out of the cage and escaped, gathering spiritual consciousness. She was born and fled to the streets of a certain world. Every day she would secretly drink wine and kick puppies for fun.
One day, when she ran out to scare passers-by, she was caught by the presiding judge and sentenced to life imprisonment.
She refused to accept.
The chief judge told her, "You are an evil spirit, born to do evil. Just because you don't do it now doesn't mean you won't do it in the future. The temple sentences you to life imprisonment and will create a cage for you, along with a top-level surveillance system. Don't even think about escaping from here!"
Jiang Huan took another sip of the sweet wine that Aunt Qian stuffed in her mouth and snorted.
Yes, she is an evil spirit, not a human.
Not even their noble gods.
There's no such thing as a birthday...
As the movement stopped, his dark eyes suddenly opened.
Jiang Huan pushed the bottle away and sat up.
Birthday, birthday, date of birth?
Recalling the date on the divine calendar, she opened her phone and took another look.
11.12.
today……
It was indeed the day she was born as an evil spirit.
Well, it can be considered a birthday.
In an instant, Jiang Huan sobered up.
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The next day, Jiang Huan got up early, which was unusual for her.
All morning, his eyes followed Xie Jiumian, staring at him without blinking.
[It's been a whole morning! What's with these two talking about this?! Jiang Huan keeps staring at Young Master Xie like this, it's kind of scary.]
[I was bored too. I recorded the fifty-two times Xie Jiumian passed by Jiang Huan in his wheelchair.]
[What? Fifty-two times! I'm coming out from all the heavens and earths!]
For the 1314th time, Jiang Huan moved and stepped on the wheel of the wheelchair.
"Don't be like that, everyone is watching us." Xie Jiumian smiled shyly.
Jiang Huan let out a click of her tongue and kicked the wheelchair several meters away. She then followed it and arrived at a place where the camera could not capture her.
"You know me, right?" she asked Xie Jiumian.
Affirmative sentences are used.
Only Xie Jiumian knew her true soul from beginning to end, and could explain everything that happened in the past few days.
Jiang Huan narrowed her eyes and moved closer, staring at the fox eyes, trying to find some clues.
Who is he and what is his relationship with her?
Is he an acquaintance? Or a lover? Or an enemy?
Xie Jiumian smiled and said softly, "I know him, aren't you..."
Jiang Huan's fist hardened.
Okay, she knew it!
"Your aunt's niece?"
Jiang Huan quickly withdrew her punch.
He bared his fangs and got slapped.
How dare you play tricks on me!
Xie Jiumian reacted quickly, performing an extreme Tai Chi move, combining the force of her palm with his, turning it into a caress.
Xie Jiumian immediately turned the tables and said, "...You touched me? You pushed me to a place where there was no one, just to touch me? If you wanted to touch me, you could have just said so earlier. There's no need..."
Bang.
Jiang Huan smiled and kicked his wheelchair, interrupting the spell, then turned and left.
Hey kid, just wait for me!
Behind him, Xie Jiumian held his chin with his hand, his watery eyes filled with spring love.
Ke Wenjun happened to be drinking milk when he saw this scene and immediately smiled ambiguously: "Sister Huan, what are you doing so early in the morning?"
"We're sworn brothers," Jiang Huan said. "We don't even ask to be born on the same day, month, and year."
"I only hope that we can die on the same day of the same month of the same year." Xie Jiumian's electric wheelchair flew over and he continued, "I am Mianzi, she is Huanzi, and we are..."
"Stop!" Ke Wenjun shed tears, "I hate you!"
[Why are you messing with them? Compared to them, you are still a baby.]
[Hahahaha, Ke Wenjun cried for half an hour this morning, and Meng Yue finally managed to comfort him. You two, each throwing a punch, coordinated well, huh?]
The guests gathered together and had the last breakfast of this episode.
These are the dishes we packed up from yesterday’s banquet, in response to the Clean Plate Campaign and to ensure no waste.
After breakfast, the program team announced that the recording of this episode had come to a successful conclusion.
"Time flies. Before we knew it, we've already spent six days in the Heartbeat House. Our first episode of recording is about to end. Please take your luggage with you. See you next time."
【Ahhhhh, I haven’t seen enough yet! 】
[Why did it stop so suddenly? Sponsors, please take care of him!]
[This job comes with six days off and one day off? That's terrible. It should be 3601 at least.]
[Three hundred and sixty days off? You're getting really excited, aren't you? You've seen the living devil.]
There was also wailing in the Heart-beating House.
Ke Wenjun was just howling by himself.
"It's so boring. I just started to feel the excitement and it's over. Production team, are you guys capable of this?"
Meng Yue pulled him several times, but failed to pull the little boy Ke Wenjun who had just won a prize and was in high spirits.
Ke Wenjun slapped his head and said, "Why don't we all go to my house? I happen to have a villa by the sea. How about we spend the weekend there together?"
Having said this, he did not allow anyone to object and dragged the people away.
The production crew stopped him in time: "Dear teachers, this suspension of filming means suspending filming in the cabin! We also have a mission to do when we go home!"
Everyone: ???
"This episode's theme is 'Homeward Bound,' and each pair of male and female guests will visit each other's homes to experience each other's daily lives. Each pair will be filmed individually by the production team. Tomorrow, our female guest will first visit the male guest's home for a day."
[Yohoo! Which sponsor can transfer money so quickly?]
[I was saying, the production crew used to be so inhumane. How could they suddenly stop filming and give me time off?]
[I'm really looking forward to seeing Mr. Xie and He He's daily life at home~ When I think of the two of them doing something naughty, I feel so happy]
I can't imagine Fu Ran and Jiang Huan being alone together. I'm afraid he won't even be able to use a cane the next time they meet. Can the production team send two bodyguards to protect Fu Ran?
[Looking forward to Junjun's daily life in home kindergarten]
The program crew's sudden return home to shoot the film really made the audience look forward to it.
While the guests were returning home by plane, fans of the show were already having a blast creating their own creations on Weibo.
Capital Airport.
Ke Wenjun walked off the plane with a messy hair and no makeup on. Without the makeup artist of the program team, coupled with staying up late last night and having a hangover, and crying several times in the morning, his appearance dropped 200 points at this moment.
"Aren't you going to clean it up? Aren't you afraid of blinding your fans?" Meng Yue said.
Ke Wenjun laughed out loud: "Fans? I still have fans? No one has picked me up at the airport for years."
The next second, a sea of red people appeared before our eyes.
"Bang, bang, bang, bang!" The sound of electronic firecrackers exploded all around.
"Ke Zi, fly with confidence! Firecrackers will always be with you!" The shouts shook the sky.
Jiang Huan looked up.
A group of people in red robes carrying firecrackers were being chased all over the field by security guards.
Ke Wenjun was already lying in Meng Yue's arms, blushing.
Jiang Huan laughed heartily, then gloated, "It's tragic, so tragic. Having fans is such a burden. I really feel sorry for you guys."
"Don't be so sad." Ke Wenjun pointed to the other side.
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