Chapter 11
After changing into pajamas, Ye Lingchen finally calmed down. Jing Jianchen felt that Ye Lingchen was even harder to take care of than a three-year-old child. Jing Jianchen reached out to turn off the lights in the room. Ye Lingchen on the bed next to him was rustling around and no one knew what he was doing.
He turned on the light and saw that Ye Lingchen had another lollipop in his mouth. Jing Jianchen's forehead twitched slightly. How did Ye Lingchen manage to touch his sore spot in everything he did!
"Ye Lingchen is not allowed to eat sweets before going to bed."
"I'll just eat this one."
Jing Jianchen stepped off the bed with his long legs. He reached out and grabbed the lollipop in Ye Lingchen's mouth, "Let go."
Ye Lingchen held the lollipop in his mouth and hummed twice to express his protest. Jing Jianchen felt that his three-year-old nephew was easier to take care of than Ye Lingchen.
Jing Jianchen reached out and pinched Ye Lingchen's chin, pulling the lollipop out of his mouth, "Brush your teeth again."
"No." Ye Lingchen pulled the quilt and shrank into it. The tutor still cared about him as before.
Jing Jianchen casually threw the lollipop into the trash can. Ever since he met Ye Lingchen, his emotions, which had rarely fluctuated, were often provoked by Ye Lingchen.
Jing Jianchen got up at six o'clock the next day. After he finished cleaning up, he called Ye Lingchen, who was in the bed next to him, to get up. "Ye Lingchen, it's time to get up."
Ye Lingchen lifted his eyelids and glanced at him, "Master, it's only what time now, please let me sleep a little longer."
Ye Lingchen rolled up the quilt and shrank back, so Jing Jianchen had to go downstairs by himself. As soon as the photographer saw Jing Jianchen coming out, he followed him with his equipment.
Ye Lingchen's photographer also carried the equipment into the room. He thought Ye Lingchen had also gotten up, but when he came in, he saw that he was sleeping soundly wrapped in a quilt. However, the live broadcast had already started and it was impossible to turn it off, so the photographer had to carry the equipment and start filming the person on the bed.
The person on the bed was sunken in the snow-white quilt, with her bangs scattered messily on her forehead, revealing her curly and curled eyelashes, and her fair skin was covered with a thin layer of light in the morning light.
Because Bai Tingfei caused a stir online yesterday, Ye Lingchen attracted a lot of fans because of his looks. As soon as his live broadcast split screen lit up, many netizens came in.
[Hmm? Why hasn't the little beauty woken up yet?]
[Hiss, did the production team only use a filter for Ye Lingchen?!]
[As soon as I came in, I was hit by a beauty attack. Wipe my nosebleed. 】
[I heard this is a 1? I think she is my wife, okay?! ]
The guests got up and went downstairs one after another. Lu Yijin walked around the first floor but didn't see Ye Lingchen. He secretly ran to the second floor and saw that the door of Ye Lingchen's room was open. He stuck his head out and saw that the photographer was holding a camera to his face and taking pictures. Ye Lingchen was still sleeping soundly.
He ran downstairs again and put on his little strawberry apron to prepare breakfast. He opened the refrigerator and thought with his chin lowered. What should he make for the beauty today?
Jing Jianchen came to the gym on the first floor to exercise. After a while, Han Zeyu and He Qingshui also came over. He Qingshui chose a vacant space and laid out his yoga mat to do yoga. I don't know whether he did it intentionally or unintentionally, but his position was just right for Jing Jianchen to be in the camera.
Han Zeyu was either lifting weights or doing push-ups in the gym. The bulging muscles on his arms made the fans on the scoreboard scream. His white vest was soon soaked with sweat. He pulled up the vest to wipe the sweat off his forehead, and his eight-pack abs were fully displayed in front of the camera.
【Brother is so handsome! 】
[Brother's hormones are about to fly out of the screen this early in the morning! ]
[These abdominal muscles are beautiful! ]
Han Zeyu glanced at his virtual screen casually, and saw that the comments were all praising his figure and abdominal muscles. He raised his lips to smile evilly, and his eyes were three parts cold and two parts indifferent.
Jing Jianchen, who was in the gym at the same time, was running on the treadmill with a thin layer of sweat on his forehead. The gym was so big that the three of them could almost see each other in the split screen of their live broadcast. Han Zeyu was jumping up and down, trying to show off almost all the equipment in the gym.
Jing Jianchen's fans are almost laughing like crazy,
[I'm guilty. I came to watch Brother Chen work out, but there's a noticeable bag in his split screen, hahaha~]
[This guy was so funny early in the morning that I pounded my bed. I guess he used to be a fitness trainer.]
[Ah, yes, yes, if he hadn't shown us how to use those devices, we wouldn't know how to use them.]
[It's really eight times a second. Even a peacock can't spread its feathers that fast.]
Is his mouth crooked? Does his eye seem to be twitching?
The five guests were busy with their own things early in the morning. Even the unsociable Edith got up in the morning, took a walk in the garden and picked a bunch of roses. Among the six people's split screen, only Ye Lingchen was sleeping soundly wrapped in a quilt.
The assistant sat behind the director and watched for a long time. "Hey, director, do you want to wake Ye Lingchen up?"
The director stared at the screen for a long time before uttering two words, "No need."
Forget it, he was just a temporary rescuer, and he was a patient who had just been discharged from the hospital. Let him have some rest. If it were someone else, he would have lifted up the bed with him and made a mess of things on his variety show. He wouldn't allow that!
Twenty thousand people were squatting in Ye Lingchen's live broadcast room early in the morning, staring at him sleeping.
[Brother, brother, wake up, what time is it, get up! ]
After wandering around, he was the only one of the six guests sleeping.
[Wake up! The donkeys at the village entrance are back from work!]
[Don't tell me, don't tell me, he looks good even when he's sleeping.]
Ye Lingchen's live broadcast split screen was full of people calling him to get up and work. Which guest on a variety show could sleep so peacefully while filming?
When Jing Jianchen came up, Ye Lingchen hadn't gotten up yet. He reached out and pushed Ye Lingchen, who was sleeping soundly, awake, "Ye Lingchen, Ye Lingchen, get up."
Ye Lingchen shrank back into the quilt, and Jing Jianchen pulled him out directly. Ye Lingchen then opened his eyelids and saw the black camera pressed against his face. He was so scared that he cried out softly and bumped into the camera. A thin red color appeared on the split screen, and the picture shook a few times.
Ye Lingchen finally woke up completely. When he opened his eyes, he thought an assassin was coming to kill him. He covered his forehead and realized that this was no longer the Dasheng Dynasty. The thing just now seemed to be a camera.
"Wake up." A slightly cold voice came from the side.
Ye Lingchen covered his forehead and looked at the person standing beside the bed, "Why don't you call me... me, I hit my head."
Seeing that this little thing was not grateful to him but was blaming him instead, Jing Jianchen turned around and went to the bathroom to take a shower.
Ye Lingchen covered his forehead and grimaced twice. He reached out and poked the camera, "I told you not to bump into me."
The photographer quickly took two steps back with his equipment. The guest’s life was his life, and so was his lens’ life!
[Big brother, you finally woke up. I've been waiting for you for an hour.]
[Uh, you look better when you're asleep. I really want to cut your hair!]
[Without bangs, my dear! If you cover them up, you'll just be an ordinary person, right?]
[These tattered bangs really ruin your good looks! ]
Ye Lingchen climbed down from the bed, but he almost tripped over his trouser legs as soon as he got off the bed. He held up his trousers with one hand and covered his forehead with the other as he walked to the mirror.
He lifted his hair and saw that there was a red spot on his forehead where he had been hit. As soon as Ye Lingchen got out of bed, Jing Jianchen's fans in his live broadcast split screen started talking about it.
[Why is this dress so big? I almost tripped just now.]
[Could it be our brother Chen's? ]
[It really could be that. When did our brother Chen become so generous?]
【If I am guilty, I will get double A! 】
When Jing Jianchen came out again, he had changed into casual clothes. When Ye Lingchen saw someone coming out, he lifted his hair to show Jing Jianchen, "Jing Jianchen, look, my head is all red from hitting it."
Ye Lingchen walked towards Jing Jianchen, and as he took a step, he stepped on his own trouser leg. He watched helplessly as he was about to make close contact with the end of the bed. It was over, his head would not just be a matter of getting a red spot!
Just when he was about to fall, a hand grabbed his wrist and pulled him back. Ye Lingchen cried out and bumped into Jing Jianchen's arms.
The Grand Tutor's chest wasn't much softer than the bed board. Ye Lingchen felt like his nose was about to be knocked off. He buried his nose in Jing Jianchen's chest and sniffed twice.
Jing Jianchen pulled the man out and said, "Go wash your face."
【I swear, it’s not me who’s asking! 】
[Drooling, lewd face, dancing wildly~]
"Jing Jianchen, my forehead is red." Ye Lingchen came over to show him.
"I see, the mosquito bites are bigger than yours. Go wash your face."
"oh."
Just as Ye Lingchen was leaving, Jing Jianchen said, "Hold up your pants."
"It's all because your clothes are too big. I almost fell down twice this morning." Ye Lingchen walked away carrying his pajamas that covered his instep.
[These really are our brother Chen’s pajamas! ]
[Hmm? Our brother Chen lent his pajamas to someone?]
While Ye Lingchen was in the bathroom, Jing Jianchen started to clean the house. He made their bed without a single wrinkle, and put all of Ye Lingchen's messy snacks in the cabinet.
Ye Lingchen came out soon with pajamas in his hand, "Jing Jianchen, the underwear you put on me is too short and uncomfortable. My..."
"Ye Lingchen, shut up." Jing Jianchen interrupted him, fearing that he would say something that would be censored in front of the camera.
"I just want to say my..."
"I see. I'll take you out clothes shopping after breakfast."
[Why don’t you let Ye Chenchen speak? I love to hear it!]
[Could my younger brother's bitter tea also be Brother Chen's? Hehehe~]
[Sisters, wake up! They are both on the Blue Side!]
【I'm even more excited now that you said that! 】
Jing Jianchen covered the camera and said, "Change your clothes and go downstairs to eat."
"I know, I know. Why are you so fierce so early in the morning?" Ye Lingchen muttered a few words. He was not allowed to say that his clothes were uncomfortable. What was the logic?
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