The Most Popular Comedian [MTL] (Completed)

Chapter 44 - Dreaming of him again

 

Wen Zezhen left after saying this.

Only Rong Yuheng looked at the closed bathroom door blankly… He is a kind-hearted hamster, he never hurts anyone.

Rong Yuheng chose to give up as always after thinking to no avail, stripped off his clothes and began to take a bath.

The shower at Wen Zezhen’s house is very comfortable, the water temperature is also warm, the bathroom is full of heat, and the sound of the “pushing” water seems to be hypnotizing, Rong Yuheng washes for a while and then sleepiness comes up, his eyes slowly narrowing .

The water flows down from above his head, engulfing his IQ and flowing into the sewer…

Rong Yuheng squinted for a while and then shook his head to recover. He can’t wash it too fast, or it will freeze.

Rong Yuheng thought about it for a moment, then decided to open his voice to wake up——

The loud tenor resounded through the bathroom in an instant, mixed with the sound of water and a little reverberation, overflowing the door crack and reverberating throughout the bedroom:

“Good mountain, good water, good place~

All roads are wide~”

…Wen Zeleng who just opened the bedroom door, “?”

Rong Yuheng’s singing became louder and louder with the sound of water:

“Friends are here and have a good drink~ ah

If the jackal comes,

It was greeted by hunting guns——! “

“…” Wen Jackal.

He squeezed his trousers, his charming thoughts instantly disappeared.

Wen Zezhen turned his head and hung his trousers and bathrobe on the doorknob, knocked on the door to interrupt Rong Yuheng’s intoxicated singing, “The clothes are hung here, wash them out and take them out.”

Rong Yuheng’s singing stopped abruptly, and then buzzed, “Thank you, owner~”

Wen Zezhen gave him a stop, and he felt his dissipated mind gradually gather again.

Rong Yuheng quickly washed himself inside, wrapped a bath towel and opened the door, poking out his head to take a look.

I saw Wen Zezhen sitting at the table by the window, taking a magazine seriously and flipping through it.

Rong Yuheng stretched out his trousers and bathrobes and drew back to put them on. When he went out, he felt a sense of warmth, “It’s so warm.”

Wen Zezhen raised his head to look at him. The latter’s hair was still wet, resting on his forehead, his face was rosy and pink due to the heat, and his eyes seemed to be soaked in water vapor, clear and spiritual.

Wen Zexuan only glanced at it and then quickly lowered his eyes, “It’s cold, you only wear a bathrobe, so you turn on the floor heating for fear of catching a cold.”

Rong Yuheng covered his heart with emotion, “The owner even knows that it is kept at a constant temperature!”

Wen Zezhen was helpless and amused by his remarks, so he stood up and pushed the person back to the bathroom, “Go and dry your hair.”

Rong Yuheng said with a sullen face, “This is the responsibility of the owner.”

Wen Zezong, “…”