The Entertainment King of Longing for Life

Huang Lei stopped him, saying, "Actually, I think Ah Hao probably just couldn't control himself. After all, he's a magician. It's a small matter. Alright, everyone, go home and go to sleep."

He Jiong seemed to want to make a move.

Huang Lei said quietly, "A thousand ears of corn, Lao He, you should really think about it."

Guests are not allowed to do any work.

Huang Lei needs to cook.

He Hao probably won't care.

Then the only option is... He Jiong and Liu Xianhua to take action? Five hundred each?

The workload seems a bit too much.

Liu Xianhua also realized what was happening. Without saying a word, he carried He Jiong to bed and advised, "Teacher He, bear with it, you must bear with it. Picking corn is hard work."

He Jiong looked melancholy...

After a burst of laughter and commotion.

The small courtyard fell silent.

After everyone finished washing up, they prepared to rest.

After He Hao finished using the bathroom, he looked at the small bedroom, thought for a moment, and then knocked on the door.

Zhang Zifeng, dressed in pajamas, opened the door, yawning, and asked, "Hey big brother, what's up?"

He Hao patted her shoulder, then hesitated before saying, "I think... well, never mind, you should get some rest. I hope... well, never mind, I'll go now..."

Zhang Zifeng: "???"

What the hell?

Something seems to have happened?

To tell only half the story, and leave the other half untold?

Do you know you'll get beaten to a pulp if you keep doing that?

Zhang Zifeng tugged at He Hao's sleeve, itching to ask, "Big brother, what's going on? Tell me already!"

He Hao looked at the other person and asked solemnly, "You knew first?"

Zhang Zifeng nodded hurriedly, "Mhm!"

After hesitating for a long time, He Hao said, "Actually, I stayed in this room a month ago!"

Zhang Zifeng: "???"

Have you stayed there?

What does that mean?

The sheets weren't changed?

Then, He Hao said sadly, "That night, in the middle of the night, I was sleeping soundly in the house when a sudden clap of thunder woke me up. She hugged my arm and said she was scared. I lit a cigarette and took a deep drag. To be honest, I was even more scared. I remember I was the only one in the house!"

For the first half, Zhang Zifeng listened with great interest; what a beautiful and sweet story…

When the last sentence came out, Zhang Zifeng was so startled that she jumped onto He Hao like an octopus, her arms tightly wrapped around his neck.

He Hao felt a sudden surge of emotion!

So... I actually have a lolicon complex?

"Get down!" He Hao coughed a few times and said.

"No!" Zhang Zifeng cried, tears streaming down her face.

He Hao: "..."

What the hell do we do now?

It looks like the boat is about to lift its mast!

The others nearby, hearing the noise in the corridor, were also there to watch the spectacle.

Especially seeing their posture...

Zhao Liying and Jiang Shuying pretended not to hear anything and silently retreated back into the house.

He Jiong looked at the two of them...

He cursed inwardly, thinking how beastly his own brother was, especially since the other person was still a minor.

Huang Lei, wearing a face mask, walked over. "Zifeng, what's wrong?"

Zhang Zifeng was about to turn around to speak when she glanced at Huang Lei, and instantly cried even louder, "A ghost!"

Huang Lei: "???"

She hurriedly ripped off the face mask, then said with a wry smile, "Zifeng, it's me!"

then……

Zhang Zifeng finished reciting He Hao's (Qian Li's) words, her voice trembling with sobs.

Everyone: "..."

Huang Lei said helplessly, "He's lying to you, just teasing you. Don't cry, you don't look pretty when you cry."

Zhang Zifeng said...

I won't listen, I won't listen, you're just spouting nonsense.

He Jiong picked up a feather duster. "Ah Hao, I'm giving you a chance. Either you comfort him, or I'll go on a killing spree. You choose!"

He Hao: "..."

Rude!

That's so rude!

They actually tried to threaten me with a feather duster!

I'm not that easily... cough cough, let's talk this out, don't hit me, I'll comfort you, okay!

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"Zifeng, I was just joking. Come on, let's go back to sleep." He Hao had a fawning expression on his face, but his actions were very swift. He dragged Zhang Zifeng, who looked miserable, away.

Seeing that He Jiong had put down his weapon and showed no intention of attacking, he breathed a sigh of relief.

In the room.

Zhang Zifeng lay obediently on the bed, her eyelashes fluttering with her breathing, slowly falling into a deep sleep.

He Hao's storytelling voice, which had been low, eventually faded away...

Gently tuck the other person in, turn off the light, and leave quietly.

This day was absolutely terrifying...

The next day.

Early in the morning.

With dark circles under her eyes and yawning, Zhao Liying quietly packed her luggage, wrote her thoughts in the guestbook, and left.

Happy times always seem so short...

Before leaving, he passed by He Hao's small house, paused, hesitated for a moment, but ultimately left without looking back.

After everyone woke up, the director informed them that Zhao Liying had a scene that needed to be reshot, so she had to leave early.

Huang Lei looked slightly ashamed.

I had originally planned to cook their favorite sweet and sour pork for lunch, but leaving early left me with a regret.

However, Huang Lei soon burst into laughter.

Zhao Liying left.

One person is trying to lose weight, while the other has a simple diet.

So... 107

You can just make something simple.

Hahaha!

It's so nice not having to keep running around the stove...

Having eaten rice porridge for breakfast for so long, Huang Lei has developed a knack for enjoying it.

For example... add some salt.

For example... add some sesame seeds.

For example... add some sweet sauce.

That's incredibly imaginative!

He Hao looked at the things that had been adjusted and hesitated to take a bite. If someone else was poisoned, he could save them.

I poisoned myself...

Ha ha.

Wait to die.

It's still the same as always.

I lay back in the recliner, enjoying the leisurely pace of life, occasionally turning over.

The rest of the people were in a similar state.