Because her hometown is in Daegu, and the entertainment company has an ultra-low share of slave contracts, Irene can't afford to rent a single residence in Seoul, let alone buy it, and she usually lives in a dormitory with her members. This time it was just a whim and didn't make a perfect plan, although she successfully put down Liang Baoguang, she was suddenly a little confused, and she didn't know where to go at this point.

It's not impossible to bring people back to the dormitory, in the morning the other members went to District 11 to run activities, and she was left to be left to "take care of the house" by half-snow, otherwise Jiang Shiqi would not ask her to ask someone to see Jin Suyi. However, this is a bit risky, and some other artists in the entertainment company, if they are bumped into or hear inappropriate movements upstairs and downstairs, she is likely to be hidden by the company.

"The Shilla Hotel is a little more reliable. "Drinking and singing in the singing room last Christmas Eve, Krystal kept bragging about how good Liang Baoguang was after getting high, and said that there was a godsister who doted on him very much, and set aside a suite for him at the Shilla Hotel for leisure and entertainment, and Irene was sitting next to him and could hear it clearly.

Pulling out her wallet from Liang Baoguang's coat pocket, and when she opened it, she saw that there was indeed a room card for the Shilla Hotel, Irene couldn't help but breathe a long sigh of relief, she didn't have to go to the front desk to check in if there was a ready-made room, and it would be a hassle if she was recognized by others.

When he was about to put the wallet back, he suddenly noticed a photo in the middle of the wallet, Irene looked at it curiously and found that the photo was not Krystal, but a more beautiful and temperamental young woman, "Who is this? Forget it, ignore these ...... for now"

When the car drove to the door of the hotel, Irene regretted it belatedly, this pure white 918 was so eye-catching, many people stared at it, and they knew that she would have called a taxi. Getting out of the car and facing the burning gaze of the welcoming doorman, she stupidly took out a green King Sejong and came out, and when someone pointed to the car, she realized that the other party was staring at her not to tip, but to help her park.

Irene's expression was embarrassed, fortunately others couldn't see it while wearing a mask, and the hotel staff looked very surprised, they saw a lot of men helping drunk women to stay, but it was not common for women to help drunk men come to the hotel, not to mention that they all knew Liang Baoguang, "Hello, you need me to help you help Liang ...... Is this gentleman going to the guest room?"

"Oh, no, no, I'll do it myself. "I wasn't born in a rich family, and after becoming an artist, I didn't get much money due to the company's oppression, and Irene really didn't feel much about the life of a rich man. She only got a little understanding of Liang Baoguang in the room, the things used in the party were still there, and a lot of high-end foreign wine was thrown on the table so casually, and she should have taken care of the hotel's cleaning before she came in to clean it.

"It's so distressing to wake him up. The reason why Liang Baoguang is so honest is because Irene not only gave him Brazilian psilocybin mushrooms, but also put a sleeping pill in the meat and fed him. Popular incumbent artists are under a lot of pressure, not only working hard but also facing the entanglement of fans, it is normal for them to have insomnia, and Irene has sleeping pills in her bag all year round, and she relies on this thing to catch up on sleep when she travels long distances.

Liang Baoguang was awakened by urine, and when he opened his eyes, he felt that he should be in a dream, because everything in the room was distorted, and there were small people in red and green who tried to attack him with weapons. He once received psychotherapy and heard professionals explain that if everything around him is weird and unreal, it is mostly in a dream, so he directly ignores all unreasonable pictures.

In fact, according to research by Imperial College London, the brain activity pattern of people in the hallucinogenic state is almost the same as that of dreaming, except that it feels more real and the coordination of participation in high-order thinking is lower, which means that it is difficult for people to produce "me" consciousness in this state.

Even though he firmly believed he was in a dream, someone staggered into the bathroom to put water out because he felt like it was about to explode underneath. While releasing the water, he was full of malice thinking that he should be wetting the bed in the real world, and maybe he even got Krystal up.

"Hey, why are you here?" Liang Baoguang saw through the glass that someone was taking a bath in the bathroom, and he felt very familiar with that face, but he couldn't call it when the name came to his lips. This made him even more convinced that he was in a dream, if it was in the real world, a woman would definitely scream and make noise when a man broke into her shower, it couldn't just be a strange smile, and he wouldn't be unable to call each other's names.

Seeing that Liang Baoguang actually woke up, Irene was startled at first, and then reacted that he should still be affected by psychedelic mushrooms, and couldn't help but say tentatively with a little relief, "OPPA doesn't want to take a shower after a day of tiredness, why don't you come in and come with me." ”

"Okay. "Anyway, in a dream, Liang Baoguang doesn't care very much.

In the afternoon, when Liang Baoguang was driving, Irene took her mobile phone to check a lot of information about psychedelic mushrooms, after all, she was going to eat some by herself to try the feeling, and she had to make sure that there would be no problems before she dared to eat. knew that it was difficult for Liang Baoguang to leave a complete memory, so she let go very openly, "I'll help you ......"

"Goo-go Liang Baoguang buried his head in the bathtub and took a long sip of water, then came out and smirked.

Irene hurriedly hugged the man who was several laps older than her, and didn't let him continue to mess around. Before, she saw that the bath bomb with a flower bath was going to enjoy a luxury, but she thought it would be very troublesome and gave up, but fortunately she didn't get that just now, otherwise she would have to take Liang Baoguang to the hospital for gastric lavage now. Now the bathtub is full of water, at most mixed with a little cosmetics on her body, it should not be able to drink dead.

Of course, people do whatever they want in their dreams, and after walking out of the bathroom, they casually picked up half a bottle of Mouton Castle on the coffee table in the living room, Liang Baoguang poured it like drinking water, and then carried Irene into the bedroom like a chicken. After more than an hour, the poor woman, who was covered in wounds, began to doubt her life, she had been in close contact with the floor, with the bed frame, with the bedside table, and there was nothing that did not hurt.

"Wait, it's not going to be broken. "What Irene cares about most is her face, people who eat psychedelic mushrooms will become more aggressive, she has long been mentally prepared for this, so she doesn't complain too much about Liang Baoguang's roughness, in the final analysis, she brought it on herself, but the rice bowl given by God must not be broken, "Eh, why can't I get up?"

Dozens of seconds later, Irene fell into a state of thinking about life for the second time, because she found that it was stuck, and she picked up her phone several times but never dialed the number 119. She used to spit when she saw a photo in the newspaper of someone being sent to an ambulance wrapped in a sheet, but now she ...... The picture was so beautiful that she didn't dare to think about it.