New Residence 132

  Yoon Hyun is driving in a very bitter manner.

  Because there were three cameras installed on the front windshield of the car, Yun Xian didn't even dare to yawn.

  Not only can't show a bit of fatigue, but also have to talk and make jokes for the sake of broadcasting volume.

  It's really pitiful to see him now, he doesn't even have a bit of humor or interest in talking.

  So he simply turned on the radio and started listening to songs, singing along with them. When he encountered a red light, he even twisted around in his car...

  Finally arrived at the task card to pick up Han Hyo-joo's place.

  It's actually the filming location of "Dae Jang Geum".

  "Honey! You're here to pick me up!" Han Hyo-joo said in a trembling voice that was about to cry.

  "Wife, let's talk properly. I'm already exhausted and have no energy left, don't torture me anymore." Yun Xian said weakly.

  "What! Can't you even get excited seeing me?" Han Hyo-joo gave Yoon Hyeon a haughty look, rolling her eyes.

  "Alright, alright, alright!" Yin Xian reluctantly agreed.

  "Oppa, are you really tired? Otherwise I'll drive?" Han Hyo-joo saw that Yoon Hyeon was so tired he almost didn't want to speak.

  "You? Can you drive?"

  "It hasn't been very long since I got my driver's license..."

  "I'll do it myself then"

  "Thanks a lot." Yoon Hyun thought that his life was more important than sleep.

  Han Hyo-joo smiled slyly and didn't argue at all, she just quietly pinched Yoon Hyun a little...

  "Where are you going?" Yoon Hyun asked Han Hyo-joo.

  Han Hyo-joo waved the task card in her hand.

  Following the task card's guidance, the two of them drove all the way to the place indicated on the task card.

  "Wow! It's a villa!" Han Hyo-joo exclaimed, looking at Yoon Hyun following the task card's instructions to enter a small district.

  "I actually still prefer a commercial and residential building." Yoon Hyun, although he didn't have any energy, wasn't affected at all as he bickered with Han Hye Joo, "There's everything around here, it's very convenient."

  "What a great environment! I've always wanted a house with a yard." Han Hyo-joo didn't back down at all.

  "Wife, you earn so much money."

  "A house like this isn't unaffordable, just buy one yourself." Yoon Hyun said indifferently.

  "Shouldn't buying a house be something the husband should take care of?" Han Hyo-joo wasn't going to back down.

  Yin Xian sighed.

  The new house is a villa in this district. There is a garage and a garden, which can be considered as a very good environment.

  The basic electrical appliances in the house are complete, but there is no furniture yet.

  "Ah! How can there be no bed?!" Yoon Hyun had used a lot of strength to move both people's luggage into the house, and now he really wanted to dive headfirst onto the bed.

  "Oh, husband. Can't you not head straight for bed as soon as you enter the house?" Han Hyo-joo slapped Yoon Hyeon with a shy expression.

  Yoon Hee is speechless. It was just a complaint at first, how did it become so erotic...

  Yoon Hyun-jung wanted to explain in front of the camera that he was just tired and wanted to throw himself on the bed, but Han Hye-ju pulled him up and started running around the house.

  Helpless Yoon Hyun followed Han Hye-joo and looked around the two-story small building.

  This house is very satisfactory to Yin Xian. It looks similar in structure to the new house of Song Qian and Ni Kun he saw on TV, but with a larger living room and bedroom.

  "Let's go, we're going to buy furniture!" Han Hyo-joo said to Yoon Hyun, waving a piece of paper similar to a shopping list that she had written down while touring the house.

  "Honey, can't you go buy it yourself? I'm about to die from exhaustion." Yoon Hyun was on the verge of tears.

  "Husband, don't you care about our new home at all? Or is it that you...?" Han Hyo-joo's tears had already reached the brim of her eyes. "Have we already entered a period of fatigue?"

  "Let's go..." Yoon Hyun felt that he had no interest in competing with Han Hyo-joo in acting skills at all.

  Then, Yun Xian had no choice but to drive with Han Xiao Zhu to buy furniture.

  It's said that they are picking furniture, but in fact, it's several stores that were previously agreed upon by the program team. They go to choose and select furniture that fits their own concept.

  Han Hyo-joo apparently made sufficient detailed preparations and came to the furniture store directly heading for her favorite style.

  "Honey, do you think this is good?"

  "It looks good, but isn't it uncomfortable? I like soft sofas..." Yoon Hyun looked at the solid wood sofa chosen by Han Hyo-joo and felt a sore butt.

  "We can lay down a mat!"

  "What about the backrest?"

  "You can also buy a backpack!"

  "What's different about this sofa compared to a normal one like this..."

  "...In summer, you can remove the cushion and it will be cooler!"

  "......Alright, have it your way."

  Yoon Hyun shut his mouth completely after expressing his opinion on the sofa was in vain, and fell asleep on the bed chosen by Han Hyo-joo.

  Han Hyo-joo followed the purchasing agent with great interest, looking here and there.

  Tangled up in a big pile of bedding.

  At last, after more than an hour, Han Hyo-joo and Yoon Hyun finally finished selecting furniture. After settling the bill, Han Hyo-joo called out to Yoon Hyun, who had fallen asleep on the bed.

  Then Yoon Hyun started his own driving career, driving a car with Han Hyo-joo back "home".

  "Tonight our new home furniture will definitely not be delivered, right?" Because he did not participate in the selection and payment process at all, Yin Xian was completely unclear about the specific situation.

  "It will be delivered tomorrow afternoon. But we have to leave for work early tomorrow morning," said Hwang Hyo-joo.

  "We? Tonight our new home doesn't even have a bed..." Yun Xian suddenly remembered. Previously, the two of them had discussed it and decided to live in this house until filming ended.

  Yin Xian had already noticed the ubiquitous cameras during his visit.

  "Isn't there a moisture-proof pad and sleeping bag in the trunk of the car that we bought when we went camping before?" Han Hyo-joo said.

  A clever woman is really scary. Yoon Hyun thought she must have been prepared long ago. Otherwise, how would the moisture-proof pad and sleeping bag appear in the trunk?

  It's all wrong from the very beginning!

  "What about dinner?" Yoon Hyun looked at the time, it was almost 7 o'clock. It's also about time to eat.

  "Oh, I just saw some ingredients at home, let's go back and cook something to eat?" suggested Han Hyo-joo.

  "Should I do it or you?" Yoon Hyun was really not in the mood to move, and he knew that if he didn't get enough sleep at once, the more he slept, the more uncomfortable he would feel. The two hours of sleep he got on the car this afternoon were already making him feel like he was going to die from discomfort.

  "Of course I'm coming!" Han Hyo-joo said with a virtuous wife and good mother's expression.

  "You...". Yoon Hyun was about to ask if it's okay, but then thought again, if not, wouldn't that mean he has to do it himself? It would be better for him to just sleep instead. "Alright, work hard! I want to see the real skills of my wife cooking!"

  "No problem!" Han Hyo-joo said confidently.

  More than half an hour later, the two returned home.

  Yoon Hyun moved the moisture-proof pad and sleeping bag from the trunk to the bedroom upstairs under Han Hyo-joo's command, spreading them out.

  "Honey, you rest, I'll go cook!" Han Hyo-joo said softly to Yoon Hyun, seemingly completely forgetting that just a breath ago, she was like a fierce devil when instructing Yoon Hyun to lay out the sleeping bag...

  Yin Xian was already too weak to make any sarcastic remarks and directly collapsed onto his sleeping bag.

  After an unknown period of time, Yoon Hyun felt someone calling him.

  "Honey, get up and have dinner!"

  The voice is so gentle. Yoon Hyun thought, suddenly at this moment, he who hadn't woken up yet felt that such a husband-and-wife relationship was quite good!

  Yoon Hyun got up and rubbed his eyes to see Han Hyo-joo wearing an apron with a ladle in her hand.

  He didn't know why Han Hyo-joo called him to get up and brought a spoon, was it because she would hit him directly if he didn't get up? But Yoon Hyeon, who had just woken up, obviously couldn't think clearly, so he didn't care: "I'll wash my face first and come down, you go eat first!"

  "Okay! Hurry up, husband."

  Yoon Hyun washed his face and went downstairs, only then did he realize why Han Hyo-joo was so gentle just now.

  "Wife." Yoon Hyun looked at the dishes placed on the floor without a table, "Honey, is this your first time in the kitchen?"

  "Although it is, but I think I have a lot of talent!" Han Hyo-joo said with a smile.

  "Ah, looks good," Yoon Hyun knew that even as an otaku, he had to compliment at times like these, "Let me try some..."

  The taste is unexpectedly good! Although it looks really bad...

  "It's delicious!" Yoon Hyun slightly increased the surprise element. "Wife! Where's dinner?"

  "Really?" Han Hyo-joo also seemed to have noticed that Yoon Hyun's praise was sincere, and her face lit up with joy. "I'll go get the food." She completely forgot that just a moment ago she had been planning to pout and make Yoon Hyun go get the food...