Chapter 40: Receive six text messages at once!

Di Xingchen went back to his room, put his tie clip in the drawer, and immediately lay down.

Now at first lie down and feel scattered in body and mind.

He was still thinking about the gift Pei Xu had prepared.

Shouldn't he prepare one too.

Wouldn't it be embarrassing if he didn't have a parting gift when everyone else did?

But he really didn't know what he could send them.

It's a little too late to get ready now, isn't it?

The male counterpart is really a male counterpart, and in terms of romance and consideration, he's way behind the male lead.

When we meet again, he'll bring a gift for each guest.

He lay in bed for a while, fidgeting, touching the cell phone the program had sent him, intending to send his text message first.

He really wanted to sleep, he was so tired.

The faces of the seven guests passed through his mind one by one, and the first thing he did was to pass on Tuan Yihua.

Although he is not sure whether Tuan Yihua likes him or not, but to be on the safe side, he should not send any more text messages to Tuan Yihua.

He thought about it and thought it would be best to send it to Hu Ying.

They both have the best relationship and they both talked through it before their previous date and it's the perfect fit.

He made up a text message and sent it to Hu Ying.

"Di Xingchen sent it first. He sent it to Hu Ying!"

"Expectedly, it was finally sent to Hu Ying."

"Depends on who Hu Ying sends it to."

"I think we're going to have our first pair of double arrows!"

"Wonderful, wonderful, the Shura is going to open up!"

Hu Ying was still lying on the sofa when she suddenly heard her cell phone vibrate.

He picked up his cell phone and saw that it was a text message.

He sat up with a jolt and clicked on the text message to take a look.

The text wasn't long, it said, "I'll make you Mao's braised pork tomorrow."

It looks like Di Xingchen sent it to him.

Because on the day of their date, when ordering, they ordered a dish of braised pork, but that braised pork wasn't very good, so he told Di Xingchen that he liked Mao's braised pork, but there weren't many restaurants in the South City that did authentic cooking, and that the best Mao's braised pork he'd ever eaten was from a century-old restaurant in Beijing.

As a result, Di Xingchen told him that he would make Mao's braised pork.

Ah, this text message immediately poked Hu Ying's teenage heart.

His heart was in turmoil and somewhat inexplicably touched, his heart was surprisingly sour as he snapped the phone down, cradled the pink bunny on the bed in his arms, and rolled on the couch.

Lin Qingning just came out of the restroom and said, "You haven't showered yet."

Hu Ying rubbed his face and sat up with an "ah", looking annoyed and scrunching his hair.

"Hahahahahahahaha." The crew of the program next door burst into laughter.

"There's that flavor there's that flavor."

"The three fires backfired quite a bit today still haha."

Lin Qingning looked at Hu Ying with a smile, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing." Hu Ying got up from the couch and went to take a shower.

"Have you started texting now?" Lin Qingning asks, "Did you send it?"

Hu Ying shook his head, "Not yet."

"Have you thought about who to send it to?" Lin Qingning smiled, without making a sound, and asked with his mouthpiece, "Yan Zhi?"

Hu Ying shook his head rather annoyed, "I don't know."

Lin Qingning smiled and watched Hu Ying go into the restroom, then returned to his bedroom. He took out a mask from his suitcase, and after applying it, he lay down on the bed.

He brought his cell phone over

The phone was empty, nothing was received.

In fact, when he first came to this program, Lin Qingning never thought he would have 0 votes.

He's been chased a lot in his life.

He thought about it and sent Pei Xu a heartfelt text message.

But everyone else's texts were delayed except for the two of them.

The crew is staying up all night waiting.

"Don't rush, there must be too much for everyone to want to say today."

"Tomorrow will be a short separation, and tonight they must have a stomach full of words that they don't know where to start."

"I understand the slow posting, but why is everyone covering up the camera?!"

In the eight rooms, except for Di Xingchen, who had already gone to bed, and Wen Nuo, who was turning over, the others had covered up the bedroom cameras early, and nothing could be seen in the darkness.

The cell phone vibrated at the foot of the bed.

Pei Xu picked it up and looked at it.

The text message was simple and read:

"Will smile now and look forward to you next week."

Pei Xu pursed her lips and sat silently for a moment before sending a text message to Di Xingchen.

Di Xingchen was so tired he was falling asleep.

The phone vibrated several times in quick succession, waking him right up.

He thought at first that he had received a phone call, and when he opened his eyes, he realized that he had received five text messages in a row.

Sure enough, everyone was gracious enough to choose to send him their texts today.

He fought back his drowsiness and looked through it with dry eyes.

First text: "Di Xingchen, nice to meet you."

The text message was very much a closing statement for the week.

Second text: "Want to learn how to make crawfish from you."

Eh? The taste is so close to his, I can't believe he likes crayfish too.

Di Xingchen yawned and tapped the third text message.

The third text message was actually nothing, it was blank.

He froze for a moment, thinking he'd misread the situation, and upon closer inspection, there was indeed nothing there.

Probably sent a spacebar.

What's that supposed to mean?

Nothing to say, just a courtesy send to him?

Di Xingchen tapped on a fourth text message.

The fourth text message is very long, and it looks like it's from Wen Nuo, and reading his text messages, one can imagine the tone in which he says this.

"I met a brand new you today, you look good dancing and you look good in a suit, I hope to see more of you shine, go for it."

The fifth text message, and he could tell at a glance who it was from.

It's Pei Xu.

The text said, "I see you've been pinching your back, put a plaster on it and go back to sleep."

Di Xingchen stared at her cell phone for a while, when it suddenly vibrated again.

He received a sixth text message.

The text message sent said, "Di Xingchen, you look too good in a suit."

It's Hu Ying at first sight!

Di Xingchen was calm after receiving six messages at once.

There's no way all six could love him.

The millionaire protagonist isn't that charismatic.

Still, he was touched that this was a group of qualified and caring guests. It was almost time to part ways, and the text message was so important that they still chose to send it to him. But the dance was over, his high point was over, and this was probably the highest he'd ever been on the show.

Di Xingchen climbed up and pulled open the bedside drawer, took two pieces of ointment and put them on his waist, the ointment had a burning pain after it was put on, and there was a kind of unspeakable coolness, and he fell asleep quickly in the faint scent of the medicine.

The night is late.

Tuan Yihua was tossing and turning, thirsty.

He climbed up and took two sips of water, finally staring at the roses above his bed.

He craned his head toward the covered camera, then leaned up gently, sniffing gently at the lingering scent left on the roses.

Wen Nuo rolled over and covered his head with the quilt.

He wants to try.

What if.

Di Xingchen all told him to be brave.

Hu Ying was so annoyed that she kept pulling the ears of the pink rabbit in her hand.

He felt he was a little confused.

When he first met Di Xingchen, he thought he was a sister.

When I was dating Di Xingchen, I thought Di Xingchen was a bit offensive.

At the bar, he felt like he wanted to crush Di Xingchen. That vixen!

But just now, his heart was killed by Di Xingchen's suit!

How so offensive!

Downstairs in the room, Yan Zhi, who had always dressed most scrupulously and had never been shown her body, was at the moment wearing nothing and lying in the darkness.

He was rolling in heat through and through, his face covered with a piece of paper towel that had dried.

The tissue paper was so light even the scent of lipstick was so faint that he could barely smell anything, but it wasn't like he was going to smell anything specific.

He pressed his hands together and inhaled deeply, his neck all red and bruised, his body assuming an eerie posture.

The light from the cell phone screen illuminated Huo Cheng's stern brow.

Huo Cheng lies on his stomach, watching Di Xingchen dancing on the screen in the darkness.

He laughed to himself for a moment, pursed his lips, stopped looking at the phone screen, and lay on his arms for a moment before sitting up.

Pei Xu, who has found cartoons boring since she was a child, is now lying in bed watching Bugs Bunny.

Listen to Di Xingchen's favorite singers and watch Di Xingchen's favorite cartoons.

He thought the cartoon was actually pretty good.

But Di Xingchen used to watch Bugs Bunny for simple childish fun.

Pei Xu is watching Bugs Bunny, obviously with an ulterior motive.

You see, something as innocent as cartoons can sometimes carry the heart and love of a grown man.

The hottest time of the relationship ushered in a small goodbye, as the saying goes, a small goodbye is better than a new marriage, and at this time suddenly separated, the separation is rather like a fire. A few days later to the north city, Huo Cheng They must be tortured by missing to have a wave of outbursts, when the time to split the house, frequent dating, a variety of tasks and games, that is the real battlefield.