MTL - Spoiled-Chapter 28

Han Yun always wanted to touch his horns secretly, but He Fuyuan kept running away, which caused him not to dare, because he was afraid that something would happen.

I just dared to think about it now. If I drink too much now, my courage will come up, and I dare to touch the tiger's ass.

Han Yun felt it, and immediately felt that Fu Yuan's sudden lowering of the air pressure. His eyes were lowered, and his thick eyelashes cast shadows under his eyes. He had a dangerous evil spirit on his body. Even after seeing a huge shadow of a beast in the back of the master, just after a breath, he found that it was an illusion.

The shadow of the beast disappeared.

Fu Yuan didn't speak, but merely covered him with the action of wearing a seat belt for Han Yun.

This almost embraced the general posture and became more and more tight. Although Han Yun was drunk, he was not confused. He instantly realized the danger and immediately stole his hand back, behind his back, pretending that nothing happened.

Fu Yuan's breath was getting closer and closer, and his breath was spit on his face. Han Yun could not help holding his breath, his eyes flashed: "Master Fu ..."

The two were close together, Fu Yuan pressed his head, Han Yun's eyes closed, he felt his nose touch his cheek, Han Yun shook slightly, Fu Yuan then moved down slowly, his lips moved to At the neck of Han Yun, then ...

Holding his knot in his throat, he took a bite of lightness.

Han Yun was stiff, and his heart felt overcharged. Then he breathed a sigh of relief. He touched his throat, which was fine and still alive.

The scent of wine made his eyes red, and he was looking at Fu Yuan with a complaint: "You bully the prisoner!"

Fu Yuan reached out and touched the knot in his throat, his eyes narrowed, and stared deeply at him: "Your Majesty, the next time you don't have to be so reckless, Chen will really eat people."

As soon as Han Yun's face changed, he clutched his seat belt silently, thinking that the master was a monster, and he didn't know what kind of monster it was—the monsters all wanted to eat people, and the master was naturally no exception.

Along the way, Han Yun stopped talking, and for a while he reached out and touched his throat, and looked in the mirror. There was a shallow circle of teeth on his throat.

What a dog change!

The car entered the villa's underground garage and stopped. Han Yun unfastened the seat belt. Fu Yuan opened the door on his side and bent over to hug him.

Han Yun vacated for a moment, shouting panicly: "I can go! You let me down!"

Fu Yuan was completely unmoved and threw him directly onto the bed. When Han Yun was dizzy, Fu Yuan reached out and tore his clothes apart. Han Yun was sober and scared, his eyes widened: "Do n’t you, do n’t you Eat me ... "He frowned," I'm not good. "

Fu Yuan looked at him deeply, then lowered his head and bit his nose.

Han Yun shuddered: "Don't eat from your face ..."

Fuyuan's sharply slender fingers pinched his chin and rubbed it a few times, as if thinking of where to get his mouth. Then he buried his head and began to bite his neck. Han Yun was frightened to admit his mistake, and said slightly, "I will never touch your horn again, mysterious, I was wrong, wrong ..."

Fu Yuan slowly pinched to the position of his collarbone, and then stopped, touching his cheek and whispering, "Obey."

"Well, I'm obedient, obedient ..." Han Yun always knew that Fu Yuan was terrible, but he never suffered such punishment. He rubbed his neck with his hands and felt disappointed when he felt wet: "Master Fu Why are you drooling so much ... "he said, his voice slowly waning.

When Han Yun sat up, he did not dare to let Fu Yuan take care of himself, and went straight into the bathroom.

After drinking, I fell asleep until dawn.

He got up the next day and remembered it again, still feeling weird! Fu Yuan looked too abnormal last night. He said that he wanted to eat someone, but he bit a few bites on himself and left a few tooth marks on it. Isn't that a lie to a child?

However, Han Yun did not dare to carelessly. He had tormented for a few days, and finally he was informed by the show crew that he moved into the villa.

He has never had this kind of travel experience. Last time he moved, he only took away important items. All the remaining things were left in the original residence and discarded with the original owner ’s past. This time it ’s different. packing luggage.

Because there are many rules for the recording of the program group, one is not allowed to use mobile phones and the Internet and cannot communicate; the second is not allowed to go out freely; the third is that men and women live together; in the villa, there will be teachers to attend classes when not shooting, and you can swim and fitness ... … Now that Han Yun's home has a small swimming pool, but there is no water in it, so he never tried it.

Group living, it sounds very interesting-the most attractive to him is living together.

Han Yun intends to check it out and return if it is not fun.

He packed up something blindly, useful and useless, snacks, all stuffed in the suitcase, and also explained Fu Yuan: "Master Fu, when I'm not at home, you remember to feed the dog, dog ..." Han Yun looking After a lap, but couldn't find it, he scolded, "This stupid dog! I don't know where to run, anyway, you remember to feed him, he will go home."

Fu Yuan said, Han Yun looked up at his smaller and smaller horn, and wanted to ask him if the horn would soon disappear, but he didn't dare to ask.

Until now, as long as he remembered the consequences of touching the Fuyuanjiao last time, Han Yun still felt a numbness in his neck.

Even if the tooth marks have disappeared.

Fu Yuan drove Han to the villa that was renovated only a few months ago by the crew. The staff helped him remove two suitcases and said, "Ten players have arrived."

Han Yun looked up, and sure enough he saw a few players lying on the rooftop pool, looking down at himself. As soon as he looked over, several players beckoned with him.

Fu Yuan was wearing a hoodie and did not get out of the car. Before Han Yun was about to go in, he looked back at him and saw that Fu Yuan was staring at himself across the window.

After hesitating, Han turned around, walked to the car, and knocked on the window.

The window rolled down, and Han Yun was facing away from the villa. The swimmer upstairs looked down at the pool, but he could not see who Han Yun was talking to anyway.

Han Yun clasped his car window frame with both hands and blinked. It seemed a little bit reluctant: "Mystery, I'm gone, don't miss me too much." Throwing down a sentence, he planned to leave, but his hand was caught by the man Already.

Fu Yuan took hold of his palm and dropped a kiss on the back of his hand. Han Yun immediately pulled his hand back and turned and ran.

When he went in, there were a lot of suitcases in the empty space on the first floor, and the Korean suitcases were also placed there. The staff member said, "Sit here first, the room has not started to divide, and all the players come before six o'clock. I started recording again and now I can put on my swimsuit and go upstairs to swim. "

Han Yun couldn't swim. When he just looked downstairs, he saw several female models in bikinis. They were in good shape, and Han Yun didn't know where to look.

He was not embarrassed to go up.

A female contestant was tinkering with the juicer in the open kitchen next to it, and apples and watermelons were cut in the basket. Han Yun glanced at her and seemed to know the name, but she couldn't make it out. When he was thinking about the other party ’s name, the player took the initiative to talk: "Korean, what juice do you want to drink? Apple juice or watermelon juice? There are cucumbers and milk in the refrigerator to make a smoothie."

Han Yun immediately said happily, "Thank you, I want to drink a watermelon smoothie."

Now that the recording has not officially started, and the mobile phone has not been confiscated, Han Yun found the mobile phone and went online to find out the name of the female model who checked him for a milkshake.

The girl is called Hu Shuang.

She is not that fair-skinned, but **** honey-colored, with a good figure, but she is not the Xiaojiabiyu type that Han Yun likes.

But it's also nice.

Han Yun drank the watermelon milkshake made by others, and sat down to chat with Hu Shuang. After waiting for an hour, all the players arrived, the staff arranged the cameras around the room, Lin Lim also came in, and then all the players from Enter the door and start recording.

The street lights of the villa light up, illuminating the pebbles in the small yard in front of the door.

"Wow, this is so big ..."

Everyone seemed to be on the top of the show. They were still swimming in the roof of the building in the afternoon, and now they entered the door, feeling as if they came in for the first time: "The villa is so beautiful!"

"Are we going to live in such a house?"

The first floor of the villa is very wide, with a long runway and a long sofa. There is a large TV on the entire wall. There are some photos of legendary supermodels on the wall. Everyone screams: "Ah, this is my goddess!"

"Wow the pool is so big!"

One stuffed one true.

Han Yun had some eggs, and Lin Meng took them to visit a circle of villas first: "This is the fitness area. From tomorrow on you will get up at 7 o'clock and start exercising at 8 o'clock. The dietitian will match your diet with your exercise amount. As a model, the secret to maintaining your body is more than just dieting ... "

After a tour, Lin Meng collected everyone's mobile phone and said the rules: "Once you find a mobile phone, eliminate it directly." Then, she said what everyone cares about most.

room.

"You will have your next recording on the weekend. Only 13 of the 14 will be left. There are six male models and eight female models. There are only two double beds and five single beds ..."

The players quickly figured out in their hearts, then, only nine people had a bed to sleep, and the remaining five had to sleep on the sofa and floor.

"There is a private suite on the roof with a garden and a terrace, with a wine cooler and a private pool-that is the only area in the entire villa that is not monitored."

"The player with the best hard shot last week can live in the suite until Thursday."

Thursday was the recording day of the review, and the best photos were also released that day.

Everyone heard that they turned around and looked forward to Han Yun.

From the moment everyone started acting, Han Yun began to be smitten. When Lin Mo talked, he was also immersed in the world. When he saw it, he looked at himself.

Lin Meng smiled: "Congratulations to the Korean Games. Until Thursday, you can live in the top floor terrace suite."

Han Yun nodded, his attitude was sparse and usual, and he didn't seem excited about it.

The stamm next to him dragged him: "Wait a minute, I come over ... look, look, okay?"

Han Yun said "um".

As soon as the room was open, everyone was noisy and rushed to grab a bed. Han Yun leisurely lifted his suitcase and planned to mention the top floor. A little girl ran over and was a member of the director's team. To help him, Han Yun said no, "I'll do it myself. How can I work hard for you?"

The girl blushed and helped him carry the small box.

The box is very light, with snacks inside.

The players grabbed a bed, and Han Yun also entered his own room. The room was really large, but it was not comparable to the home, but it was also okay. The bathroom was a transparent glass door. Heated swimming pool.

Han Yunmen was open, was opening the suitcase to put things, and then rushed over to a few players. They stood outside and asked, "Can you come in and see?"

A few people came in to watch a circle, and the reaction to the upper body of the drama was much more real, with an envious look: "I must take the best photo next week. I also want to live in this room. The private pool is great!"

Han Yun hung a few clothes in the open wardrobe, and was a bit lazy, and didn't want to keep packing.

Stuttered, "They're cooking, I'll call you when they're done."

As soon as he left, Hu Shuang, the female model who had made a milkshake for Han Yun, walked to the door of the suite and probed: "I want to see this room."

Han Yun nodded: "Come in."

Hu Shuang's lips smiled, and when he came in, he took the door with him. She changed a dress. It was an oversize boyfriend shirt. Wearing this dress looked like she wasn't wearing pants.

Han Yun began to sort out the closet, and took out the clothes one by one, and Hu Shuang sat on the poolside of his terrace. The unbuttoned shirt exposed black bra.

She sat with a hair dryer and said, "You are so comfortable here, I want to swim here with you," she stared at Han Yun with a burning look, "I live with you tonight?"

Because there was no surveillance in this room, she had no scruples when speaking, and her ambition was manifested.

Han Yun hadn't noticed this female model before. If she hadn't made a milkshake for herself today, she didn't know her name yet, but this request ...

If the stamina was required, he kicked him out if he didn't want to.

Han Yun was a little embarrassed, and he couldn't help it. Hu Shuang looked at him and said, "Is the milkshake delicious? I'll give you a drink later."

He didn't know how to answer, nodded, said it was delicious, and then scratched his head: "I don't sleep with people, I don't sleep well."

This is rejected.

Hu Shuang said nothing and stood up: "What milkshake do you want to drink? Banana milkshake?"

Han Yun said, "Drink, thank you."

She came to the door: "You really are gay."

Han Yun opened his mouth, and this time he did not deny, he bitterly carried the guy's pot.

Hu Shuang left, and Han Yun locked the door at once. He patted his chest, and he regretted it.

As soon as he turned around, he bumped into a sturdy body, Han Yun had a pain in his nose, and quickly distinguished who it was from the smell.

Lord Fu, who separated in the afternoon ...

Damn there again.

Han Yun touched his nose, and before saying "Why are you here again", Fu Yuan grabbed his arm, so hard that Han Yun frowned.

"Want to drink a milkshake?"