My Entertainment Circle

The biological clock in the morning forced Zhang Pingan to wake up from drunkenness. He looked at Yui Aragaki lying in his arms, still sleeping sweetly. He gently took out his arm from under her head and ran to the bathroom. , neither of them appeared disheveled, so Zhang Pingan got up without any psychological burden. After briefly washing up in the bathroom, he came out and looked at Yui, who was still sleeping wrapped in a quilt. Zhang Pingan shook his head and went downstairs.

Last night I was drunk when I came upstairs to Yui's boudoir, but I didn't take a closer look at it. When I woke up today, I was a little dizzy from a hangover and took a casual look. The hygiene in her house is quite clean, as expected. Cleaning expert! The bathroom and bedroom are all very tidy.

The bedroom is very simple, with a double bed and a double-door wardrobe. This wardrobe cannot hold too many clothes at all, but it must contain seasonal clothes. There is also a dressing table with her cosmetics neatly placed and a dog's nest. A bedroom TV, DVD player.

Both upstairs and downstairs, Yui kept everything very clean. Coming downstairs, Zhang Pingan looked at some of the strange things the two of them had eaten at home yesterday, such as canned lunch meat, snack sausages, biscuits, etc. Zhang Pingan opened them and drank them. At this time, there was a pile of unpacked things on the table, including empty beer cans, soda cans, and a whole bottle of whiskey.

Zhang Ping'an silently began to tidy up the living room where the two of them had been in a state of chaos last night. After packing and sorting, Zhang Pingan opened the refrigerator and saw that there were very few things inside. He looked at the time. It was only about eight o'clock now, which was still early before the agreed time to meet the 'teacher' at noon. He thought he might as well go to the nearby supermarket to see what he could buy? Help fill her refrigerator?

Zhang Ping'an went out without leaving any note. He went to the supermarket and pushed the cart, and began to select ingredients, fruits and vegetables, and of course Yui's favorite beef. Zhang Ping'an came to the meat area and looked at the exquisite marbled beef on the shelves. He muttered: "Are there any household baking pans in Japan?"

In Korea, a country that loves to eat barbecue, there are a lot of barbecue machines for household use, and there are all kinds of baking pans, including all types of light wave baking pans. However, I have never seen any home-made barbecue machines in Japan. Special grill pan for grilling meat.

Zhang Ping'an muttered as he loaded beef into the cart: "Would you like to buy one on Amazon?"

Zhang Pingan quickly bought the ingredients and returned to Yui's home. On the way, he received a confirmation call from the store to confirm whether he was at home waiting to receive the goods? The massage chair I bought yesterday has already been loaded into the car. Zhang Ping'an immediately told the address of Yui's house and asked them to change their route and send them here. He told a small lie, that is, the rent there was going to expire in half a month, and he had already found a house in advance and asked them to send him a new house.

Anyway, they came here to recognize the shopping list. As long as Zhang Pingan can get the shopping list, then there will be no problem.

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Returned to Yui’s home,

Zhang Pingan kept ringing the doorbell at the door, finally waking Yui up and opening the door. She opened the door to Zhang Ping'an in confusion, and was a little confused when she saw him carrying so many things: "What are you doing?"

After Zhang Ping'an entered the room, he smiled and said to Yui: "It's okay, you go and have a rest. I woke up in the morning and saw that your refrigerator was empty, so I went to buy some vegetables nearby."

Although Yui's head was still dizzy and she didn't know why, she still didn't forget to say thank you: "Thank you."

"Go on, go and rest. I'll tidy up for you and then leave."

Yui looked at Zhang Ping'an who was heading towards the kitchen, and she said doubtfully: "Hey, don't bother, just leave it there and I'll collect it later."

"Then I'll make breakfast and then leave?"

"Huh?" Seeing Zhang Pingan treating this place as her own home, Yui was speechless. She could only look at him with a smile.

Zhang Ping'an didn't care about Yui's confusion at all. Japanese people all suffer from amnesia after drinking, and Yui was no exception. After waking up in the morning, she couldn't remember what happened yesterday at all. However, Yui still remembered that Zhang Ping'an slept at his home, and of course it was just a simple rest.

Zhang Pingan came to the kitchen and started to put the things he bought into her refrigerator, while Yui stood there confused and watched Zhang Pingan fill the refrigerator for herself. After standing like that for five minutes, Zhang Ping'an turned to look at her, then took out a bottle of water from the refrigerator and poured her a glass: "Drink a glass of water."

"Thank you." Yui took the cup and took a sip of water. Then she suddenly realized something was wrong. Isn't this her home? Why did he make it look like his home? Yui couldn't help but burst into laughter~~

When Zhang Pingan was loading fruits and other things into the refrigerator, he heard Yui's laughter. He turned around and said, "What are you laughing at?"

Yui held the cup and stared at Zhang Pingan with a gentle smile and said, "I just feel weird."

After Zhang Pingan responded to her with a smile, he started to collect the meat into the freezer: "Do you have a household barbecue machine at home? I bought you some beef. You like to eat barbecue, you can also make it at home on weekdays. ”

Yui said: "You are talking about the Korean barbecue machine. I don't have one at home. I usually fry it in a pan."

"I'll pick one for you on Amazon later. Remember to take delivery. You don't have a coffee machine at home?"

"No, I usually drink vegetable juice."

Zhang Ping'an said: "I'll pick one for you later. Coffee beans are sold at Starbucks."

"Huh?" Yui was even more confused.

After packing up the ingredients he bought, Zhang Ping'an did not come out of the kitchen. Instead, he picked up some vegetables and said, "Where are the rice and seasonings at home?"

"Over there..."

Yui was in a daze. She stood outside the kitchen and watched Zhang Ping'an tinkering there. After a while, he actually started cooking at her home. Okinawa-style miso soup (with luncheon meat), fried salmon, grilled mentaiko, stir-fried mushrooms, and some freshly bought fruits, a typical Japanese-style breakfast.

Yui stood outside with a water cup and watched Zhang Ping'an make breakfast. From the initial doubts to the breakfast slowly taking shape, she actually had a happy smile on her lips.

Zhang Pingan looked at Yui who was still standing there, he smiled and said: "Why are you still standing there? Go wash up and prepare to eat."

"I didn't expect your cooking skills to be so good? Hehe, I'm going to wash up and will be down soon."

Just when Yui went upstairs to wash up and Zhang Pingan turned off the fire and prepared to serve the rice, the doorbell of her house rang. Zhang Pingan quickly came to the visual system and looked downstairs. A truck appeared in the camera, and he went out and went downstairs.

Yui, who was washing upstairs, heard the doorbell ring, she also accelerated her washing upstairs. After a while, she heard Zhang Pingan's voice coming from downstairs: "Just put it there, trouble you."

When she washed up, changed her clothes and went downstairs, she kept making a puzzled sound when she saw the installer starting to work on the massage chair that Zhang Pingan bought yesterday.

The porters, when they saw that it was Yui Aragaki coming downstairs, they all widened their eyes. Zhang Pingan felt that the look of wanting an autograph but not daring to speak out was really cute. After the transportation was completed, they just shook hands with Yui Aragaki and left.

After everyone left, Yui looked at Zhang Pingan in confusion, and then looked at the massage chair. She was a little confused.

But Zhang Pingan smiled gently and said, "Serve the rice, prepare for breakfast."

"No, this..."

"What's not? Okay, you sit and wait, I'll serve the rice."

After a while, Zhang Pingan brought out the breakfast. Yui still hasn't figured out what's going on. She sat at the table in a daze. She put her hands together and said, "Let's eat," but she didn't pick up her chopsticks. She looked at the massage chair in the living room in confusion and said, "What's going on?"

Zhang Ping'an pretended to be surprised and looked at her, teasing Yui, "You don't forget what you said last night, do you?"

"What did I say last night?"

Zhang Ping'an smiled and said, "You said you were willing to marry me, did you forget? I said I would call you 'Zhang Yui' from now on, didn't you agree?" (Japanese women will take their husband's surname after marriage)

Yui looked at Zhang Ping'an in shock and said, "Huh? Did I really say that?"

Marriage? It seems that the topic of marriage was discussed yesterday, but she doesn't remember that she agreed to marry him?

Zhang Pingan deliberately sighed dejectedly and said, "Hey... okay, I know, you are drunk. I took your drunken words as the truth."

Yui quickly stood up from the chair and kept bowing to Zhang Pingan to apologize: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I really don't remember, I'm sorry!"

Zhang Pingan looked at Yui's appearance, and said with a smirk in his heart: "Hey... okay, it's okay. Then you can enjoy it slowly, I'll leave first, I hope you are happy!"

Yui couldn't raise her head at all, she bowed 90 degrees to apologize: "I'm sorry, I... I'm sorry!!"

But Zhang Pingan said he wanted to leave, but he didn't take action, but continued to eat breakfast with the bowl. Yui kept bowing 90 degrees, slightly raised her head to see what Zhang Pingan was doing, and saw that he was eating leisurely, Yui was even more confused.

Seeing Yui looking up, Zhang Pingan deliberately made a lost expression and began his acting performance: "Let's have breakfast together, and then I'll leave. This is my...my wish."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

"Okay, don't say sorry, your sorry can't make up for my psychological trauma, do you want me to leave now?"