Running Man: Female MC causing trouble? I don't take the pressure!

evening.

Song Yuqi and her group of friends returned to the hotel by bus.

knock knock --

There was a knock on Chen Mo's door.

He put down his phone and went to open the door. The first thing he saw was two large gift bags.

"Ta-da!"

The gift bag was put down, revealing Song Yuqi, who still had her makeup on.

She looked up at Chen Mo, her eyelashes curved, the tip of her nose slightly red, and the tips of her hair fluttering by her ears.

"A souvenir for you!"

Chen Mo paused for a few moments before turning his gaze to the souvenirs: "What did you bring?"

"Let's talk in my room." Song Yuqi turned her head slightly.

Then I walked to the door, lifted my foot, kicked the doorknob off, and opened the door smoothly.

The room had a faint fragrance, the table was covered with cute little ornaments, the Hello Kitty blanket was neatly folded, and sunlight filtered through the thin curtains, bathing the room in warm tones.

"These are all local specialties recommended by Brother Block."

Song Yuqi placed the gift bags on the table and opened them one by one: "I wasn't sure which ones you liked, so I bought a little of everything."

Her hand moved left and right in mid-air, finally selecting a box, which she picked up and handed to Chen Mo.

"Try this first, it's a glutinous rice ball that Yuanlang bought."

Chen Mo carefully took the big, round, white and plump glutinous rice ball.

He took a bite under Song Yuqi's expectant gaze.

"Is it delicious? Is it delicious?" Song Yuqi was eager for feedback.

Chen Mo took a few bites and nodded, saying, "Delicious."

"How can you even taste it if you eat it so fast?" Song Yuqi gave him another one: "Eat some more."

This time, Chen Mo chewed slowly and carefully, his expression gradually brightening: "Mmm—delicious."

Not only the outer skin, but the peanut and sesame filling inside is also incredibly fragrant.

Song Yuqi's smile brightened as she turned and picked up a piece of pastry.

"Try this one too, it's an old-fashioned bowl-shaped rice cake, made with brown sugar."

Chen Mo took the bowl-shaped rice cake and bit off most of it in one go.

"Mmm...it's delicious."

"This one, this one."

Song Yuqi brought over a piece of beef jerky as thick as a steak: "Try it."

Before Chen Mo could even swallow the rice cake in his mouth, he took a bite of the beef jerky.

"Wow! It smells so good, it tastes delicious."

"And this too."

Song Yuqi started feeding Chen Mo, letting him try all the local specialties.

Seeing Chen Mo eating so heartily, she smacked her lips in envy and decided to join in the fun.

"Hmm—Oh!"

Song Yuqi closed her eyes, her lips pursed, and finally she looked up and sighed deeply: "Life is so wonderful."

"Didn't you eat these when you were in Hong Kong?" Chen Mo asked curiously.

"No," Song Yuqi shook her head. "I deliberately waited until I got back to eat."

She is particular about the environment in which she eats.

There was no sense of relaxation on the street or in the car.

Only when you return to the hotel, to your own room, and unwind from all your fatigue, without having to worry about your appearance, can you truly experience the joy of eating.

Chen Mo nodded and then asked, "Did anything fun happen during your trip to Hong Kong Island?"

"Oh right!"

Song Yuqi's desire to share was immediately ignited: "Let me tell you, I received a letter at the concert today!"

She asked Chen Mo to hold the pastries she hadn't finished eating, and then she rummaged through her bag with her fingers to find the letter.

"Let me read it to you."

"My dearest Yuqi..."

After reading the letter, Song Yuqi held it to her chest and said with emotion, "I never thought my song could change someone's destiny and help her get into university. I'm really happy."

"Your song is indeed very inspiring." Chen Mo neither confirmed nor denied.

"And there's more."

Song Yuqi folded the letter and put it back in her bag, then took out a few small trinkets: "I also met my childhood idol. She came to my concert, and when I interacted with her, she smiled at me. After the concert, she came backstage and gave me this. Oh my god, I never thought I would successfully meet my idol in this way!"

After placing the trinkets on the table, Song Yuqi turned on her phone, switched to the photo album, and showed Chen Mo the various experiences she had had in Hong Kong.

"About an hour and a half into the show, I saw someone propose in section C."

"The girl who blocked me is so cute, she even gave me candy."

"I've also learned Cantonese. Let me sing you a few lines, 'Even if fate is turbulent and unpredictable—is that right?'"

"And there's more."

"........."

Song Yuqi would sometimes come over and chatter away, sometimes sit cross-legged on the bed and sigh, and sometimes reach out to the table to grab some cookies and chew on them.

Even when they started removing their makeup, they didn't stop.

At first, Chen Mo would respond with a few words.

But then he stopped talking.

He simply leaned against the edge of the bed frame, listening quietly to Song Yuqi's sharing.

As I listened, the content in my ears suddenly became unimportant, and my attention was completely drawn to Song Yuqi's cuteness.

When she gets excited, Song Yuqi will make her signature hand gestures, her long hair swaying slightly.

When talking about regrets, he slows down his speech.

When the topic turned to something fun, he immediately slapped his thigh and laughed until his eyes crinkled into crescent moons.

the whole process.

Chen Mo neither interrupted nor spoke, a faint smile always playing on his lips, even the half-eaten pastry in his hand had dried out a bit.

"It's a pity you weren't there. If you had been, it would have been especially...fun."

As Song Yuqi was talking, she lay down on the bed and became still.

Chen Mo was stunned.

Is this telling yourself that your battery is dead?

He stood there for a long time, looking at Song Yuqi on the bed, her breathing steady and she had fallen into a deep sleep. His thoughts were in turmoil.

After tidying up the room, Chen Mo covered Song Yuqi with a blanket and then quietly left the room.

"Good night."

..........

the next morning.

Song Yuqi's breathing quickened suddenly, and she opened her eyes, waking up.

"Um?"

"Am I asleep?"

She propped herself up, and the warm morning sun shone on her face.

Song Yuqi realized that it was already the next day.

Looking at the neatly arranged gift bags and trinkets on the table, she couldn't help but recall the scene of her chattering with Chen Mo last night.

Instantly.

A feeling of awkwardness arose spontaneously.

I actually fell asleep like that...

Get up quickly, wash up, and change your clothes.

It was eight o'clock.

She went downstairs for breakfast and happened to run into Chen Mo, who was waiting for his food.

Good morning, you're awake?

Chen Mo, holding a cup of coffee, greeted him with a slight smile.

Song Yuqi rubbed her still slightly fluffy hair and smiled awkwardly but politely, "Good morning...good morning."

She ordered a simple panini and soy milk, while Chen Mo ordered a sticky rice chicken and fresh milk.

The two carried their trays to a window seat and sat facing each other.

"What happened after that incident you mentioned last night about catching the mistress?"

Chen Mo broke the silence first, asking about the interesting things Song Yuqi hadn't finished telling yesterday.

After adjusting her demeanor slightly, Song Yuqi's desire to share resurfaced: "Oh~ the rest is like this, the original wife.........."

Halfway through their conversation, Zheng Kai, carrying a plate, walked by and sat down next to them.

"Hey, Kai-ge? Good morning."

Song Yuqi greeted him.

Zheng Kai smiled slightly: "You two continue talking, just pretend I don't exist."