In the living room.
It was a mess with so many people.
"Tea is here."
"Little Liu, come sit here."
"There's not enough room for the sofa over there. There are chairs over here."
"Come, have some fruits. I just bought them."
"There's still room in the house. If it's too crowded, go to my bedroom."
The crowd was split into three groups. A few women went to his parents' bedroom to chat. Grandma Cui and the other older people sat on the sofa and chatted. A few of the younger middle-aged and young people sat on chairs and stools, barely managing to squeeze more than a dozen people into the house.
No one spoke twice.
Dogs barked twice.
That liveliness. Let's not talk about it anymore!
His mother even said, "Little Ye, why are you standing there like a fool? Quickly come over and have a chat with your aunties and uncles. Everyone is worried about you."
Zhang Ye thought to himself, how can I be in the mood to chat? There's still a living person in my room who isn't wearing much!
Grandma Cui smiled and said, "There's no need to chat with us. Little Ye is a busy man now. He's a host, a lecturer, and a commercial. Let the child do his own things."
Uncle Liu said, "Heh, Little Ye is really promising."
"Yeah, I knew Little Ye was no ordinary person when I first saw him." Auntie Yu praised, "There were already signs of him when he was young. He always kept a low profile and kept a low profile. It was obvious that he was someone who would do great things in the future. Look at him now! I was right, wasn't I! "
His mother beamed. "Of course not. This kid was just lucky. Little Ye, why don't you bring your Little Brother Little Yan and the others to your room to talk? It's too crowded outside."
Ah?
Why in my room!
Zhang Ye hurriedly said, "Don't, I haven't made my bed yet. It's a mess in my room."
His mother smacked her lips. "What's there to be afraid of?"
Zhang Ye thought to himself, "Of course I'm afraid. I'm afraid that I'll scare all of you if I open the door!"
Little Yan also came over to ask, "Brother Zhang Ye, your quit smoking commercial was done really well. How did you come up with this idea?"
Zhang Ye also knew Little Yan. They lived in the same neighborhood and played together a few times when they were young. It was just that they did not hang out much after he went to college. "Hai, it was just a stroke of inspiration."
After talking for a while, Mom suddenly stood up. "You guys talk first. I need to go to the bathroom."
Zhang Ye was still talking to Little Yan. When his mother walked over, he suddenly realized that Zhang Yuanqi's clothes were still in the bathroom! He immediately called out, "Mom! I'll go first, I'll go first! "She took two quick steps forward and stopped her mother.
His mother glared at him. "Say it later."
"I really can't wait anymore!" Zhang Ye pretended to be anxious. Actually, this fellow was really anxious, "Can you help me make some breakfast first? I just woke up and haven't eaten yet."
Mom pushed him, "Let me go to the toilet first!"
"I'll go first!" Zhang Ye had already entered the bathroom and closed the door.
His mother was so angry that she was glaring at him from outside. "This damned child."
…
In the bathroom.
The noisy chatter outside had nothing to do with him anymore.
He walked over to pick it up and felt that it was wet to the touch. It had been drenched from the rain, so he picked it up and wanted to carry it away. Bada. Something that had been stuffed inside fell to the ground. Upon closer inspection, it was actually Old Zhang's underwear. It was black and made of pure silk. The fabric was very thin, and there was even a black flower embroidered on the right side of the front. It looked very mature.
He quickly bent down to pick it up. One side of the underwear was quite dry because it was worn inside. However, the other side was a little wet after it fell onto the floor.
Only then did he think of a problem. How was he going to bring so many clothes out? He definitely couldn't leave them here. If anyone came in, they would be seen. But if he were to bring them out, they were obviously not his clothes. His parents would definitely ask if they saw it, so he had to hide it!
How could he hide it?
F * * k! I'll hide it on my body!
Zhang Ye first folded Old Zhang's sweatpants and then found a good spot to pull off his own clothes. He tucked the pants in at the back of his waist and then folded Old Zhang's long-sleeved shirt and tucked it in at the front of his pants. There were also two pairs of stockings, which were short stockings made of flesh. Although Zhang Ye's pants did not have any pockets, this was easy to handle. Zhang Ye squeezed them together and then took off his shoe and stuffed it into his left slipper. Then, he put his foot in to hold it up. The slipper was a little small, but he had to make do with it. Then, Zhang Ye gritted his teeth and stared at her underwear for a long time. Using the same trick, he pinched the underwear in his hand and squeezed it tightly. Luckily, the silk material was rather thin, so Zhang Ye took off his right slipper and put it on top of his shoe.
Finally, there was only the bra left.
It was a bra with a black flower embroidered on it!
It was thin, but because of its structure, it was not easy to hide. He squeezed the bra into his body for a long time, but it was still quite conspicuous. Anyone outside would be able to see it at a glance.
Dong dong.
"You're not done yet?" His mother called at the door.
Zhang Ye quickly said, "I'm coming, I'm coming. That's good."
His mother said, "I've heated up the food for you. Hurry up."
Zhang Ye took a deep breath and had no choice but to stuff the bra into his clothes. He had placed it close to his stomach, so the rustling silk material tickled his stomach a little. He opened the door with one hand and held his stomach with the other, pretending to have diarrhea. "Phew, it's done."
When the door opened, his mother looked at him. "What's the matter?"
Zhang Ye covered his clothes. "Maybe I didn't eat well last night."
"Did you eat last night? All you did was sleep. Alright, get out of the way, get out of the way. "His mother did not notice anything and could not wait to enter the bathroom.
Zhang Ye dodged a bullet and immediately dragged his feet with one foot in stockings and the other in his underwear. He staggered back to his room.
He was almost there.
However, the more anxious he was, the more mistakes he made!
As the slippers did not fit his feet to begin with, with something stuffed inside, Zhang Ye's heels were sticking out of the slippers. Just as he was about to reach the bedroom door, his footsteps were too fast and he lost his footing. The slippers on his right foot slipped off his foot and even flipped over. Zhang Ye's underwear rolled out of the slippers and fell to the side.
"What's the matter, Little Ye?"
"Don't fall."
Little Yan, Grandma Cui, and the others all looked over.
Zhang Ye's face turned green. He quickly put on the slippers while sweating profusely. "It's fine, it's fine."
Little Yan asked with concern, "Brother Zhang Ye, why are you sweating so much? Is your stomach not feeling well? " Suddenly, he lowered his gaze and looked at the ground. "Eh, Brother Zhang Ye, you dropped something. What is this?"
Zhang Ye was scared out of his wits. He held his bra with one hand and hurriedly picked up the crumpled black underwear with the other. He pretended to be calm as he held it in his palm. He smiled and wiped the sweat off his forehead. "Yes, my stomach is not feeling well and I'm hungry. It's fine. I'll be fine after eating something."
Grandma Cui looked at him and reminded him, "Your temples are sweating too."
"Ai, I'll wipe them off. It's fine." Zhang Ye held the black fabric and wiped the sweat off his temples and neck. He smiled and said, "Everyone, please continue chatting. I need to go back to my room."
Holding the black underwear in the palm of his hand, he grabbed the doorknob and opened the bedroom door. He quickly dashed in, afraid that even a little bit of the light in the room would be exposed. Then he quickly closed the door. Still worried, he locked the door from the inside. He took a deep breath and touched his forehead and neck. His face smelled of underwear and he was close to tears. He thought to himself, "Who did this bro offend today? Why am I so unlucky!"
In the room.
Old Zhang was lying on the bed and under the covers. She was holding a copy of Legend of Wukong that Zhang Ye had left on the windowsill and was reading it.
Zhang Ye was speechless. "What are you doing?"
She said, "Reading."
"I'm working myself to death, yet you're so relaxed." Zhang Ye whispered, "Why are you lying under the covers? If someone comes in, I won't be able to explain myself!"
She said expressionlessly, "What else can I do? With so many people around, I definitely won't be able to leave. Even if someone comes in, there's nothing I can do. Is there a difference between me standing in the room or lying down? "
That's true, there really wasn't much of a difference. If the Heavenly Queen were to be in her pajamas in his bedroom, it would be a big fucking news! One of them was an S-list celebrity, while the other was a C-list celebrity. If there were any scandals, neither of them would be able to take it. Besides, Zhang Ye already had a girlfriend.
Zhang Ye lifted his shirt and took off his shoes. He took out her clothes piece by piece and helped her put them into her bag.
Then he heard Old Zhang say, "Your house is really lively today."
Zhang Ye was also a little gloomy. "Who knew how my parents managed to get so many people here?"
Old Zhang added, "There's also a dog."
"Yes, there's also a dog." Zhang Ye rolled his eyes. "I really have to give it to them. They've managed to recruit a soccer team and even brought along their substitutes."
She said, "Think of a way." Then she continued reading.
Zhang Ye said, "There's no other way. We can only wait and see. Alright, I won't talk anymore. I'm going out for breakfast."
She casually said, "I haven't had breakfast either."
Zhang Ye pondered for a moment before saying, "Alright."
He opened the door and went out of the room, then quickly closed it behind him.
His mother had already finished using the bathroom and was busy in the kitchen. When Zhang Ye went over, breakfast was almost ready. He immediately said, "Mom, I'll be taking it away then."
His mother said, "Why are you taking it away?"
"There are too many people outside, so I'm going back in to eat." Zhang Ye found an excuse. "Get me some more."
"Are you able to eat?" His mother threw an egg and two pieces of pancakes that she had baked yesterday onto the plate. "Do you want some pickled vegetables?"
"No need." Zhang Ye took it and left.
As usual, he quickly opened and closed the door. When he put down the plate, Zhang Ye passed the chopsticks to Old Zhang, who was on the bed, and whispered, "You use the chopsticks. I'll eat with my hands."
Old Zhang put down her book and started eating as well. She frowned. "The pancakes are too salty."
Zhang Ye raised his chin. "I'll just make do with it. My mom's cooking has always been like this. We have to think of a way to send you out first. If people really see you, with so many people and so many mouths, who knows what kind of rumors will spread. If something really happens, your fans will surely kill me and your agent will also take a knife to me." If the two of them were to enter and leave the same hotel at the same time, there would still be room for explanation. But with the two of them in this situation, there was no need for any explanation. Even an idiot would not believe it!
They quietly finished their breakfast.
Old Zhang was probably sleepy as she leaned against the headboard and closed her eyes.
Meanwhile, Zhang Ye sat alone by the bed, listening to the group of people chatting outside the door. At this moment, he was feeling extremely pained!
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