After asking for two bottles of Korean liquor that Song Qian likes to drink, the two began to wait for the meat and vegetables to be served by the waiter. Reaching out and pushing the teacup in front of Song Qian, Han Mingjin frowned and said, "Do you have an attitude of begging for help?" ”

Song Qian bit her lip and glared at him, and half reluctantly picked up the teapot and poured a glass of water: "Drink, young master." Do I need to feed you?" Han Mingjin nodded as a matter of course: "You shouldn't have asked at all, sit here." How else will you serve me later?"

Song Qian raised her hand and was about to splash the tea, but seeing Han Mingjin hurriedly dodging as if his momentum was diametrically opposed, Song Qian burst out laughing and put the tea in front of him. The dishes and meat were ready-made, and after a while, the waiter brought up all the food ordered by the two of them.

Han Mingjin started to barbecue. Song Qian opened the wine and poured it into the cup, covering some vegetables on top of the meat. However, seeing Han Mingjin concentrating on the barbecue, Song Qian looked at it with her chin propped up, and gradually became a little distracted.

I originally liked to listen to him sing, but I once had a tendency to become his fans. However, I don't know when I met him, and I talked to him "evil". Every time, he provoked the opening, and ended up crying or scolding.

Thinking of his poisonous tongue, Song Qian's cheeks unconsciously flashed a hint of redness. I have seen it, but I have really "felt" it. But it's all forced by this domineering and unreasonable bastard. However, he was called a bastard, but the corners of Song Qian's mouth slowly curved.

"Do you want to eat human flesh?" Song Qian came back to her senses, covered her mouth and chuckled at Han Mingjin, who lowered her head and added gold needle grinding to the pan. Han Mingjin raised his eyelids and looked at Song Qian: "Look at me, my saliva is flowing out." ”

Song Qian subconsciously rubbed the corners of her mouth, and smiled playfully with a half-pout: "Even if it eats you, it can't be said to be eating human flesh, right?" Han Mingjin was stunned: "You say I'm not human?" Song Qian's beautiful eyes widened with a positive expression: "That's right, it's a beast." ”

Han Mingjin looked at Song Qian with a chuckle, with an ambiguous look: "Look up to me." In fact, sometimes I'm not even as good as a beast. "It's a girl from China, and she doesn't know that classic little joke.

Biting her lip and glaring at Han Mingjin, Song Qian decided to eat more meat and talk less. No one has ever won a fight with him...... No matter how you fight. But Han Mingjin obviously didn't even give Song Qian a chance to eat more and talk less, so he picked up the wine glass and touched it with Song Qian.

After taking a sip, Han Mingjin looked at Song Qian and asked, "Say it." What the hell is going on?" Song Qian took the meat wrap and handed it to Han Mingjin's bowl: "I can't invite you to dinner if it's okay?" Han Mingjin nodded with a serious expression: "No." They are all people with families and businesses, so they should pay more attention to the influence. ”

Song Qian muttered to herself with a shocked expression: "It turns out that being a human being can really be shameless to this extent." Han Mingjin frowned, opened the dish and threw it aside, only picked up the meat and ate it: "It's really okay." Didn't you see that?"

Song Qian pouted and bit her chopsticks: "When do you usually pay attention to your nonsense?After taking advantage of it, you start to pay attention to the impact again, bastard!" Han Mingjin was stunned for a moment, and looked Song Qian up and down: "You...... You're not putting me in charge, are you?"

Song Qian angrily slapped the chopsticks on the table, picked up the wine and drank half of it in one gulp, her chest rising and falling. Han Mingjin swore that he really subconsciously glanced at her turbulent waves...... Although the sweeping time is somewhat slightly longer and slightly longer.

Stretching out his left palm to block Song Qian's fingers, Han Mingjin stepped back a little: "What the hell is the matter? I don't drink well, and if I get drunk for a while, your meal will be in vain." Song Qian withdrew her hand angrily and subconsciously covered her chest: "I want to ask you for leave." ”

Han Mingjin nodded: "Please." When?" Song Qian was stunned: "Don't you ask anything?" Han Mingjin sent the roasted sweet potato slices to Song Qian's bowl: "It's all said to be a fellow countryman, wouldn't it be too ungentleman to ask for a leave and ask around?"

Song Qian chuckled and looked at Han Mingjin: "Then I'll invite you for a year." Han Mingjin nodded: "Okay." Song Qian stepped forward: "Then I'll invite you for two years?" Han Mingjin nodded: "Yes." Song Qian had an excited expression: "Then I'll ...... it."

Han Mingjin raised his head and interrupted Song Qian: "Otherwise, you can't do it, I'll raise you." Song Qian smiled disdainfully and sat back: "Cut, this is angry, right? Han Mingjin dipped a piece of meat in some seasoning: "I'm not kidding, now I can write a check." You can buy a property or not. ”

Song Qian snorted lightly: "Come less." Why should I use you to raise it? If you don't learn well at a young age, you can learn to be a bag with a little money...... Bastard. Han Mingjin looked up with a strange expression: "It's just a metaphor." But I don't think you're very repulsive. Sister Song, it's not once or twice. Last time, you were ambiguous when you said that you opened a room, but this time you ...... too."

Song Qian glared at him and was about to say something, but Han Mingjin interrupted her with a smile. Take out the meat roasted in the pot and put it on the plate, and put the new meat in it: "There are not many Chinese artists who come to South Korea to develop. If you don't count Brother Han Geng, you girls will make your debut. They say I'm like an explosive, but I never care what people say. I just hope that the people around me will have a better life. What's wrong with the nouveau riche? The problem that can be solved with money, that's the simplest problem. If everything in the world could be solved with money, there would be less disputes and troubles. ”

Song Qian looked at Han Mingjin staring at the wine glass, and was a little silent for a while. Song Qian smiled and said, "Hey, don't pretend to be so melancholy, okay? Han Mingjin chuckled and nodded: "Indeed." You didn't catch up when it was popular. ”

Picked up the wine glass and touched Song Qian: "I'm a little surprised." Plus there is a bit of background at home, so it's mixed up like today. If it weren't for that, I would have been much worse off than you would have been with my temper and character. You made your debut two years after coming to Korea, and you were the captain as soon as you debuted. Advertisements and variety shows are constant. Koreans can also accept your image. I had been at S.M. for nine years. ”

Song Qian ate roasted sweet potatoes and asked curiously: "Did you really come here when you were six years old? You were a child at that time, what can you understand?" Han Mingjin shook his head and chuckled: "Sick." Or do you mean I'm precocious...... Don't mention that, are you really asking for leave or what? ”

Song Qian took a piece of meat and sent it to her mouth: "I want to go home for a few days during the Chinese New Year this year." I haven't been back for three years. I want to go home and see my parents. Han Mingjin was stunned: "Are you kidding? When you were a trainee, you didn't go home for the New Year?"

Song Qian paused, holding chopsticks and fiddling with the barbecue: "I am a student of Beijing Zhengpai Dance Academy, and I am very proud in the eyes of my parents." Suddenly I was selected by S.M., but I did this line. In those two years, I was also quite at a loss, a strange environment and strange people. I was homesick and cried secretly, but I didn't have a reason to go back for the New Year. ”

Han Mingjin was stunned for a moment, and suddenly fell silent. This is the case in China, it's not that there are no good talents, but the concept is that learning is paramount. Going to college and going to college is the pride of my family. It is also the motivation for parents to fight for.

But when it comes to sending children to any entertainment company as trainees, at least in China, it is still rare. There are a variety of reasons that encourage parents not to accept this model of the industry. Not to mention that Song Qian has been admitted to a good regular university, but she gave up her studies to develop in a foreign country.

chuckled and poured Song Qian's wine glass full of wine: "So you want to return to your hometown as the captain of FX this year and let your parents see your achievements?" Song Qian smiled, looked up at Han Mingjin and touched the wine glass respectfully: "Is the elder willing to fulfill it?"

Han Mingjin took a sip and put it down, and motioned to Song Qian to eat vegetables: "If you don't say it, I will also give you a holiday." Didn't Meng Jia and the others go back too? At that time, it wasn't the New Year. Song Qian shook her head: "But I still have a trip." Especially around the Spring Festival, there is still "My Knot" to be filmed, so the time is ......"

Han Mingjin was stunned for a moment, frowned and thought about it, and clapped his hands and smiled: "Then let you take your son-in-law home to show your parents." This makes them happier than seeing you in person, right?" Song Qian's expression was surprised: "You said nichkhunxi?"

Song Qian hurriedly waved her hand: "No, no, no." Nichkhunxi is also going to celebrate the New Year. Besides, because I ......" Han Mingjin shook his head with a smile: "What do you think? Haven't you already been to his house in Thailand? This time, let him give your family a New Year's greeting, which is considered ******** New Year special." I'll find someone to arrange a few more interviews for you to increase ********'s popularity in China. This will not only not affect your itinerary, but also allow you to spend the New Year at home. ”

Song Qian nodded abruptly, and looked at Han Mingjin in embarrassment: "This is not good." What about Nichkhunxi's family?" Han Mingjin took a mouthful of food and sent it to his mouth: "It's really not good." But why should I be too nice to him? He's not Chinese. ”

Song Qian chuckled: "Aren't you friends?" Han Mingjin suddenly raised his head and looked at Song Qian affectionately: "But between friends and you, I can only choose you." Song Qian was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously avoided Han Mingjin's eyes.

Han Mingjin gently grabbed Song Qian's hand: "Don't you understand my heart?" Song Qian bowed her head at a loss: "I...... You ......" Han Mingjin laughed: "How is it? Isn't it very moving? quack...... Oops. You will take revenge??"

When the meal came out, Han Mingjin pretended to be drunk and asked Song Qian to take him to the hotel. Song Qian gave him a few blows and handed him over to the subway battle at the right time. Can you leave by sending him to the hotel?

Sending Song Qian back to the dormitory, Tie Zhan drove Han Mingjin away. Suddenly, the phone rang, Han Mingjin picked it up, and Lin Yun'er's voice came: "Why didn't you answer the call?" Han Mingjin was stunned: "It's vibrating, I may not have heard it." ”

Lin Yun'er paused and said softly, "I've pushed off my Christmas schedule." Han Mingjin's expression was surprised, and he sighed halfway: "Sister Yun'er, it's me who is wrong today." I asked you without considering your situation. So you don't have to ...... just to accommodate me."

Lin Yun'er interrupted Han Mingjin's words: "I didn't. Don't think about it all the time. Actually, you're right, you don't have to give up everything for work, and even if you give up, you don't necessarily succeed. Han Mingjin shook his head with a smile: "You...... Forget it, where are you?"

Lin Yun'er hurriedly spoke: "What are you doing? You want to come over again? Hurry up and go home, you should ...... after drinking Yes. Han Mingjin scratched his head blankly: "How do you know that I drank alcohol?" As a result, Lin Yun'er hung up the phone decisively.

Han Mingjin looked at the screen of his mobile phone and knew with certainty that Lin Yun'er's mobile phone was definitely not out of battery. The opening motioned for Tie Zhan to turn around and drive in the direction of the young villa. Under the illumination of the street lamp, the car flashed a layer of dim light.