When I Have Money

Early the next morning, Yang Kun woke up leisurely under his own biological clock. Last night, Yang Kun and Jin Yarong had a lingering night, and their relationship was sublimated in all aspects.

Jin Yarong's figure is really good, and her skin is very smooth, especially her slender legs are also hard to put down.

Although Yang Kun woke up, he couldn't move at all. Because half of Jin Yarong's body was on her body, she hugged Yang Kun's abdomen and pillowed his chest, as if hugging a bamboo lady.

Yang Kun was deeply afraid that he would wake her up if he moved a little too loudly. So he carefully reached out and grabbed the phone on the bedside table to check the time. It was half past nine, which was no different from the previous biological clock.

Yang Kun began to get up cautiously, ready to go to the bathroom.

He gently lifted Jin Yarong's hand, just when he was about to take it away, Jin Yarong suddenly pressed his hand back with force, and then she laughed a little: "Hey."

Only then did Yang Kun realize that she who was sleeping on his chest had woken up.

Yang Kun patted Jin Yarong's hand on his lower abdomen: "I have to go to the bathroom."

Speaking of which, Jin Yarong hugged Yang Kun tightly with a hint of coquettishness: "Don't go!"

Yang Kun said depressedly: "Ah, believe it or not, I'm on the bed..."

Before Yang Kun finished speaking, Jin Yarong, who was holding Yang Kun, slapped him on the abdomen. The sound was very loud, but it didn't hurt. Yang Kun said with a smile: "If you hit again, it will really come out."

Jin Yarong let go of Yang Kun and went to the bathroom after he laughed twice.

Yang Kunchi went to the bathroom and returned to the bedroom. He sat on the edge of the bed and put on his underwear: "Since you wake up, don't stay in bed. I'll go find a piece of your sportswear. I should be able to wear it. down."

Jin Yarong nodded and said, "Well, there are those with size 'L', you can look for them."

Because of Jin Yarong's height, she wants to wear looser clothes, so she will buy some men's 'L' size for home clothing such as sweaters.

The general model of 'L' is between '175-180' depending on the brand. Although Yang Kun in '175' is a little small, he can still wear it. And if it's '180', it's very suitable.

When Yang Kun went to the cloakroom in his underwear, he said to Jin Yarong, "Come out for breakfast after washing up."

Yang Kun went to the cloakroom to choose a sports suit, and came to the living room to prepare breakfast. What he cooks is a simple Western-style breakfast. Put slices of bread in the toaster for testing, two fried eggs, and luncheon meat and bacon.

When Yang Kun was standing on the stove frying eggs, Jin Yarong had packed up and came out. In the morning, she had no makeup at all, her long hair tied into a ponytail.

She came to Yang Kun's back with a smile, hugged Yang Kun's waist and abdomen, and then leaned her head on his back.

And Yang Kun held a shovel in one hand and looked at the eggs in the pot for the other side, and stuck the other hand on the back of her hand encircling her waist.

Yang Kun said softly: "Are you hungry?"

Jin Yarong stuck to Yang Kun's back and responded softly: "I'm a little hungry. By the way, can I warm up the spicy chicken feet I bought last night?"

Yang Kun said with some surprise: "Eating such a spicy food early in the morning, can your stomach take it?"

The main problem is that the spicy chicken feet she asked for yesterday are extra spicy. Early in the morning, slightly spicy food is still acceptable, but very spicy in the early morning? ?

"Isn't it going to be ten o'clock soon? It's brunch now, so it's okay to eat spicy food."

Yang Kun said: "Eating such spicy food in the morning is not good for the stomach. Let's eat it at noon? How about it? And I have everything prepared here."

"Okay. By the way, there are five small steamed buns left in the refrigerator. Help me warm them up."

Yang Kun nodded and said, "Take it out."

Yang Kun didn't eat a few xiao long bao yesterday, but Jin Yarong ate a beef pie, so there were still five xiao long bao left.

"Yeah." Jin Yarong let go of Yang Kun and went to the refrigerator to take out the leftover Xiaolongbao from yesterday. After frying the eggs, Yang Kun warmed up the buns for her.

After making breakfast, the two sat in the dining room drinking coffee and eating breakfast. While biting the bun, Jin Yarong kept looking at Yang Kun tenderly, and he responded with tender gaze.

Looking at the oil stains on the corners of her mouth when she bit the bun, Yang Kun smiled and took out a piece of paper and wiped the corners of her mouth for her.

Jin Yarong smiled at Yang Kun very gently: "Hee hee, Ouba"

Before Jin Yarong finished speaking, Yang Kun's phone rang. It was his Huaxia mobile phone. Yang Kun answered, "Brother Wei."

"The video of the school team's soundtrack you sent me yesterday is finished, do you want to send it to you?"

Yang Kun said, "Send it here!"

"Okay. Wang Yu said that the racing video is almost finished. It is subtitled and can be finished in the afternoon. Do you need English subtitles for this video?"

Yang Kun responded: "If you want to upload to YouTube, you must have English subtitles!"

"Understood, let me tell him. The file has been sent to you, please log in to your mailbox to check."

"Okay, let's do this first." Yang Kun hung up the phone.

Jin Yarong said, "What's wrong?"

Yang Kun responded: "It's nothing, just let them play the school team with the video and audio track that passed through yesterday. I just said it was sorted out and sent it to me."

At noon in Huaxia, Yang Kun's video was updated, and after this video update, it quickly became a trending search. This is a singing video, and it is sung with the original singer.

"Brother Kun is a real cowhide! Did you really go to find IU? And even sang together?"

"Brother Kun, what kind of connections do you have in Korea? How can you sit and sing with Li Zhien?"

"Worship the boss! Did you really come into contact with Li Zhien?"

"Jin Yarong in the last video, and Li Zhien in this video! I can only lament Brother Kun's cowhide!"

"Why are they all Korean idols? Don't you just kneel and lick sticks?"

"Singing together is also called kneeling and licking? The word kneeling and licking has a lot of uses. If you don't go to work to take a shit with pay, is it kneeling and licking the boss? Why do you want to eat in a restaurant instead of at home? Is it because you want to kneel and lick the food?" Boss, why do you want to talk to the female staff in the office, and you can tell at a glance that you are a licking dog who only knows how to kneel and lick women? Why do you want to fall in love, is it because you only know how to lick when you see women? "

"The brain circuit is very strange. With Korean women, it is kneeling and licking sticks, with Japanese women, it is kneeling and licking cherry blossoms, with American women, it is kneeling and licking Europe and America. One level higher?"

"Who can tell me, how can it be called not licking? Maybe only fencing with men happily, then it can't be called licking! As long as you are with women, it is a licking monster!"

"Sometimes I really don't understand. Idols who like Korea or Japan are kneeling and licking. And those who like Taylor are somehow superior?"

"Brother Kun and Li Zhien sang the song "Night Letter" together. I think it's very nice. Is there a sound source? Brother Kun."

Driven by Li Zhien, Yang Kun's video was uploaded to Xiaopozhan, Youtube, and soon reached 100,000 hits. Netizens in South Korea, after seeing Yang Kun and Li Zhien's singing, felt that their singing voices blended so beautifully.

Many people went to the official website of 'IU' to ask for the source of the chorus version.

After eating breakfast, Yang Kun sat in the living room and slowly painted, while Jin Yarong himself took out his easel to continue his snow scene, and the two sat quietly in the room to paint together.

Until noon when the two paintings arrived in Seoul, Jin Yarong said: "Ouba, I'm hungry."

Yang Kun looked at his painting, put away his brush and said, "Okay, I'll heat it up for you, your spicy chicken feet. Do you want ramen? I'll cook a pack of ramen for you and put it in?"

Jin Yarong smiled brightly: "Yes, yes, hahaha~~ By the way, what do you want for lunch?"

Yang Kun thought for a while and said, "I'll just eat some fried rice with eggs. Didn't the spicy chicken feet go with rice last night?"

Yang Kun got up and went to the kitchen, and began to heat up lunch for her. Jin Yarong also put down the paintbrush in his hand and sat in the dining room, holding a mobile phone and began to swipe the video uploaded by Yang Kun's studio. Of course, she didn't go to see the small broken station, but watched it on Youtube.

She opened Yang Kun's video and saw this video, which already had 300,000 hits: "Huh? The video of you singing with Li Zhien was uploaded in less than two hours, why is it only 300,000? "

Yang Kun smiled when he heard it and said, "Youtube? It's all 300,000? That can only prove that Li Zhien has a strong appeal."

"Let me help you read the comments."

Yang Kun said with a smile: "I rarely read comments, because I only look at data when I make videos, not comments."

Of course Yang Kun knew in his heart that his own video could not be liked by everyone. So many people who don't like it come up with malicious and slowly attacking language. And maybe there are messages greeting family members too!

But Yang Kun never read the comments, because it is meaningless, he just needs to know how his data is, after all, the final income of the video depends on the data.

Just like many people who write online novels, the stories they write may not meet everyone's expectations. However, some people feel that it has not written what they expected, so I don’t want to read it, just choose to close it.

But some people like to leave a message and say: "What kind of bullshit do you write. You call this a web essay? A primary school student's composition?"

There are also some stories, some of which are just in line with what the author thinks, but not what he thinks in his heart, so he left a message: "What kind of rubbish are you writing? Are you brain-dead who read this?"

If it doesn't meet his expectations, he will tell everyone, don't watch it.