But he was in a good mood today, and Yan Zi didn't want to argue with them. He couldn't hide the fact of his marriage just to take care of some fools' feelings, right?
"Okay, then I'll wait until you come to the studio!" Sister Chen originally wanted to tell Yan Zi that in the future, these messages should be sent through the studio first.
She has always looked at these issues from the perspective of a professional agent, but Yan Zi's nonchalant attitude just now made her suddenly realize that Yan Zi can now be said to be the artist with the most background in the entire entertainment industry. What kind of resources can't he get?
She secretly sighed that she might be getting too old as she hadn't thought of this for a moment. She then asked Yan Zi how many days he planned to rest so that she could arrange her future work before hanging up the phone.
Feng Xiaoyun and Yan Zi didn't take this matter to heart. Yan Zi had been busy with various announcements recently. Today was a good day for the two of them, and it was a rare time for them to be alone together, so of course they had to have fun.
For the whole afternoon, the two of them went shopping, watched movies, and drank milk tea like an ordinary newlywed couple. Then in the evening, Feng Xiaoyun fulfilled Yan Zi's wish and the two of them went out for a barbecue dinner.
After dinner, the two held hands and walked aimlessly for a while before returning home.
After going upstairs, Yan Zi naturally went over and knocked on his own door.
"What are you doing?" Feng Xiaoyun looked at her and asked.
"Go home!" Yan Zi looked at Feng Xiaoyun in confusion. Isn't it always like this?
The door opened and Yan Zi was about to go in when he was stopped by Li Lan.
"Mom, what's wrong?"
Li Lan put a bag in Yan Zi's hand, then smiled and waved to call Feng Xiaoyun over, dragged out a suitcase and handed it to Feng Xiaoyun.
"This bag contains your toiletries and other things. This box contains some seasonal clothes that Mom packed for you. If you really need something, come back home and get it."
After saying that, he turned around and slammed the door shut. Then Yan Zi heard someone say from inside: "Old Yan, it's the end of the year now, and the security isn't very good. I locked the door!"
So in the corridor, Yan Zi was holding a big bag in both hands, and Feng Xiaoyun was dragging a box, looking at each other in confusion.
Yan Zi only realized then that he was married! He was going to live with Feng Xiaoyun?
Feng Xiaoyun opened the door while suppressing his laughter. Yan Zi lowered his head like a quail and walked in with small steps.
"Then, then~then~well, where do I sleep?" Yan Zi asked stutteringly with his head down.
"I only have one bed in my bedroom!"
"Then~then~where will you sleep?"
"Of course I sleep in the bed too!"
"Oh!" Yan Zi replied in a voice as small as a mosquito.
Over there, Feng Xiaoyun had already opened the box and started taking clothes out.
Yan Zi glanced at the top and saw that it was all his underwear. He pounced on the box and said, "I'll do it, I'll do it myself. Just tell me where the wardrobe is. You, you, you help me put the toiletries in the bathroom."
Only when he saw Feng Xiaoyun walking into the bathroom with the toiletries did Yan Zi breathe a sigh of relief and asked Feng Xiaoyun to open the wardrobe.
Looking at the two empty wardrobes, Yan Zi realized that Feng Xiaoyun had planned this in advance. Perhaps it was their agreement that his mother kicked him out.
So what should he do tonight? He secretly glanced in the direction of the bathroom and quickly pulled out his phone to search: wedding night.
Then there were all kinds of things said on it, which made Yan Zi's heart beat faster and his mouth dry.
"What are you looking at? Have you put away all your clothes?" Feng Xiaoyun's voice suddenly sounded in his ears.
"Ah!" Yan Zi screamed, almost unable to hold the phone steady. He quickly hid the phone behind him and said, pretending to be calm:
"No, nothing. I'm watching, yes, I'm checking the news. Yes, I'm watching the news. The American election is just like a comedy sketch, hahahaha!"
“Who was elected?”
"Um, that so-and-so, was it that so-and-so? The name is too difficult to pronounce. Anyway, Comrade Jianguo lost the election."
"Okay, stop looking! Go take a shower!" Feng Xiaoyun touched Yan Zi's head and said gently.
"Oh, oh! Okay, then I'll go take a shower first!" Yan Zi quickly grabbed two pieces of clothes and pajamas and rushed into the bathroom.
Feng Xiaoyun breathed a sigh of relief after seeing Yan Zi leave. He secretly glanced in the direction of the bathroom and quickly took out his cell phone to search: wedding night.
Hearing Yan Zi come out after showering, Feng Xiaoyun calmly put away his phone and nodded: "That's right, the new president of the United States is named Bai!"
After saying that, he picked up his clothes and walked towards the bathroom. After entering the room, he stuck his head out and said, "Yanzi, go to bed and wait for me first!"
"Go to hell!" Yan Zi threw the hair drying cap over, but Feng Xiaoyun, who was quick-eyed and quick-handed, caught it and sniffed it: "Orange-scented shampoo!"
Then the bathroom door closed, leaving Yan Zi with a blushing face. Then, as if he had finally made up his mind, he ran into the bedroom and got into the bed that was separated from his usual bed by a wall, waiting for Feng Xiaoyun to come out.
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