Park Hyo-min opened the car window, pulled down his glasses, and cautiously poked his head out, looking back and forth. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

No suspicious figures were seen.

She breathed a sigh of relief and carefully disguised herself until she thought she would no longer be recognized, and then opened the car door.

It's been an eventful time lately. The company has already arranged that the group will debut in Japan this month and officially enter the overseas market. I met Sunny at a barbecue restaurant before, and everyone was so happy to know the news, so we went to dinner together.

Although the title song is "BopeepBopeep", which has been released before, the members dare not take it lightly. After all, the Japanese music market has always been known for being picky, not to mention that the members are non-local groups who are "making money", and there are many challenges if they want to become an instant hit.

The children are practicing at the company in preparation for their debut. It's no longer right to sneak out like this, if you are secretly photographed again and there are some strange scandals, it will be a big disaster.

Gritting his silver teeth, Park Hyo-min secretly made up his mind in his heart: This time, he must force what he wants to know out of Song Jong-hyuk's mouth!

It was almost evening, and there were not many customers at the café for the time being. Song Jong-hyuk sat by the window, with two cups of coffee in front of him, and it looked like an appointment.

The back is upright, the hair is soft and hanging, and the handsome and heroic face is hit on the face by the warm sunset. It looks like a picture of a beautiful picture, and even the waitress who is cleaning can't help but stick her eyes to him.

However, Song Jong-hyuk at this moment is not as comfortable as outsiders imagine.

Picking up the coffee and taking a big sip, Song Jong-hyuk picked up the mobile phone in front of him and looked at the time anxiously.

From two o'clock, Song Jong-hyuk sat in, ordered two cups of coffee, and waited until now.

Just when he was a little impatient, there were a few soft noises from the glass window beside him.

Song Jong-hyuk turned his head to look, and in an instant, he lost his breath.

A girl in a white T-shirt and denim hot pants was standing outside the window, staring at herself angrily, her fingers gently clasped on the glass, her lips twitching, and she was talking about something.

The sunlight was behind the girl, setting off her figure in a circle of light and shadow. In Song Jong-hyuk's eyes, the girl's face seemed to glow.

Xu is because the glass window is too thick, and the sound of knocking on the glass can only be heard faintly, and Song Jong-hyuk can't hear what the girl is saying at all, so he can only spread his palms and make a helpless look.

The girl was a little helpless, so she could only step on high heels that were more than ten centimeters long, and walked in.

"Ah, can't you hear me?" The girl ignored the smiling waiter at the counter, walked straight up to Song Jong-hyuk, and complained in a low voice.

“…… Park Hyo-min xi? Song Jong-hyuk touched his nose and asked tentatively.

Park Hyo-min's gaze swept up and down, looking back and forth on Song Jong-hyuk's body. Her eyes lingered on the crutches leaning against the back of the chair for a moment, softened a little, sat down, pretended not to care, and asked nonchalantly, "Is your body seriously hurt?" ”

"It's no big deal, and I can be discharged from the hospital in a few days." Song Jong-hyuk accompanied him and replied in a low voice.

Looking at Song Jong-hyuk, who just asked, lowered his head, stared at the coffee cup, and no longer dared to look at himself, Park Hyo-min pouted dissatisfied, picked up the coffee and brought it to his mouth.

"Tsk." With a very obvious smacking of his lips, Hyomin put down the coffee cup heavily, and his face became not very good-looking.

Song Jong-hyuk reacted quickly: "That, I'm sorry, I've been waiting too long, and the coffee is already cold." He swept apologetically across Park Hyo-min's face, snapped his fingers and shouted, "Waiter? ”

Seeing that it attracted the attention of the counter, Song Jong-hyuk smiled and said, "Please have another cup of mocha here." ”

When the waiter responded, Song Jong-hyuk turned his gaze and saw Park Hyo-min looking at him strangely.

"What, what's wrong?" He subconsciously groped for it on his face, thinking that when he left, the coal had left some mark on his face.

"Do you remember that I liked to drink mocha?" Hyo-min's attitude was finally softened by Song Jong-hyuk's heart-warming gesture, and the dissatisfaction that had been hanging on his face since entering the door finally disappeared.

"Really?" Song Jong-hyuk crooked his mouth and didn't laugh.

There was a silence of embarrassment.

"You're not—" "I mean—"

The two of them spoke at the same time, and the coincidental collision made them laugh uncomfortably.

Finally, it was Hyomin's momentum that overwhelmed Song Jong-hyuk and said decisively, "You say it first." ”

Song Jong-hyuk nodded, clasped his hands on the coffee cup, and hesitantly organized the language.

"Hyo-minxi, we've seen each other for a long time."

"Why do you ask?" Hyomin looked at Song Jong-hyuk in surprise: "Of course, we were only asked to meet by So-young's girl." ”

Song Jong-hyuk breathed a sigh of relief, and his mood relaxed slightly.

If you've only seen it once, you shouldn't have any problems...... bar.

He only felt that it was difficult to speak, but he still had to say: "Hyominxi, let's not meet in the future......"

Park Hyo-min really didn't blow up immediately, and even, to his surprise, the woman sitting opposite seemed to be fine, sitting elegantly without saying anything.

It's just that her eyes are full of surprise, and there is a little bit of indescribable strangeness.

"Why?" Hyomin picked up the cold coffee, took a sip, raised her eyelids, and looked at Song Jong-hyuk.

Song Jong-hyuk just lowered his head and avoided: "That, the two of us have only met once, and we don't know each other well enough, and I've encountered some bad things recently-"

"Let's get straight to the point, Song Jong Hyuk xi," Park Hyo-min put the quilt on the coaster, and the crisp impact sound of the ceramic made Song Jong Hyuk tremble: "I have the impression that you should not be such a grinding person." She looked mockingly at the figure across from her, almost shrinking into a ball, and the gap between her words had widened.

"I, I already have a girlfriend......" Song Jong Hyuk said this sentence with his eyes closed!

"Ahem," Park Hyo-min choked, coughed a few times, wiped his mouth, and his eyes were full of sarcasm.

"Wow, ...... pianist," she deliberately put her finger in her ear and dug in, "Can you say that again, please?" ”

Song Jong-hyuk's neck was about to bend: "I said, I already have a girlfriend-"

"Whoa!"

The remaining cold coffee was directly raised by Park Hyo-min and splashed on Song Jong-hyuk's face!