Excitement and shouts echoed through the hallways, and some patients poked their heads out of the room curiously to find out what was going on.

Park Chu-ah leaned against the wall, endured the sharp pain in her abdomen, and looked at Park Ji-sub who was standing a few steps away with a pale face. After hearing the quarrel outside, she came to see the situation, but she didn't expect it to be this scene.

The baby-faced boy woke up like a dream and looked at Han Enjing in his arms, only to see that the girl still had a few bruises on her face, and her eyes were full of fear looking at him. He let go of the girl, looked at each other with a pale face, and began to gasp violently.

Han Eun sat down on the ground, only then did he realize that Park Ji-sub had recovered, and staggered to his feet to hug Park Ji-sub......

"Leave me alone!" Park Ji-sub rubbed his body and shouted in a low voice.

The girl's expression froze, and she slowly withdrew her arm, looking at Park Ji-sub with a complicated expression.

"I'm sorry, I'm a bit out of shape." Park Ji-sub took a few deep breaths, and after throwing this sentence at Han Eunjing, he turned around and walked towards Park Chu-ah: "Thank you!" ”

Park Chu-ah didn't make a sound, Park Ji-sub's mood is a little unstable now, like a volcano erupting halfway through and being forcibly terminated. This guy is probably full of apologies to Han Enjing in his heart, but he doesn't know how to express it, so he runs to his side instead.

When Park Ji-sub helped Park Chu-ah back to the ward, Han Eun-jeong woke up like a dream and trotted to follow up with the ward. The hallway was quiet again, and those peeking closed the door with a strange expression. But after a while, there was another knock on their door, and Jinwa and several men in black began to greet them in turn......

In the ward, Park Ji-sub sat on the edge of the bed and looked silently into the distance in a daze. Han Enjing was sitting on the other side, holding a hot towel to her face...... If these bruises were for Li Juli and the others to see, it would be a lot of trouble.

"Ernie, what did you say, how did you stimulate the president like this?"

Glancing at Park Ji-sub's dead look, Park Chu-ya pulled Han Eun-jeong, lowered her voice and asked, "It's the first time I've seen such a crazy president." ”

Han Eunjing glanced at Park Ji-sub. smiled wryly, not knowing how to explain it at all. Originally, I just wanted Park Ji-sub to have a long memory, but it turned out to be this kind of ending.

Half an hour later, Han Enjing took out the mirror to look at the bruises on her face, and found that it was not very obvious. I finally breathed a sigh of relief. She glanced at Park Ji-sub, who was still silent, sighed, and turned her gaze to Park Chu-ah, who had an embarrassed expression.

"Chuya, I'll go back first, take care of this ......"

"When will you go back to the United States?"

Abruptly, Park Ji-sub didn't know when he had turned his head. An expressionless face interrupted Han Enjing's words.

"I'm not going!" Han Enjing was stunned and replied subconsciously.

"Does it have to be like this?" Park Ji-sub wrinkled his eyebrows, and there was some helplessness in his tone.

Pu Chuya honestly leaned on the head of the bed, her eyes turning back and forth on the two of them. It is said that Han Enjing met the president at the age of fifteen, and the other party's mother is the president's piano teacher, and the two can be regarded as childhood sweethearts. But the current situation seems to be too heavy for the smell of gunpowder!

"What am I going to do when I'm done shooting?" Han Enjing pursed her lips and said angrily: "If you want to go, you will wait for the next film to start filming next year." ”

With a shake of his hand, Park Ji-sub remembered that the girl's trip in the United States seemed to be coming to an end, but it was nearly half a month ahead of schedule. He pinched his fingers. Turn your head and continue to be a contemplative.

Han Enjing frowned, and after snorting, she looked down at Park Chuya and was about to continue what she hadn't said just now.

"Ernie, why don't you leave at night?" Park Chuya glanced at Park Ji-sub worriedly, and without waiting for Han Eunjing to speak, she suddenly suggested it out loud.

Park Ji-sub couldn't help but turn his head to look at the girl, and then at Han Eunjing, who had a hesitant face, and thought about it! There was no interjection.

"Then I'm ......" After noticing Park Ji-sub's strange behavior, Han Eunjing's hesitation turned into a playful and said, "Okay, this bed is big enough anyway." Let's sleep together. ”

"Well, I have a lot of questions for Ernie." Park Chuya said with a smile.

So, in Park Ji-sub's strange expression, the two girls began to have an eager private chat. He snorted boredly. Looking at the pitch black sky outside, my mind was full of images from the hallway just now.

When Han Enjing said that he wanted to leave, his first thought was to forcibly leave the other party, and then regardless of thirty-seven twenty-one, even if he was locked up, he couldn't let the other party leave. This is obviously no longer the fan psychology of the previous life, but a perverted possessiveness.

"Ji-sub. Didn't you tell Chu Ya that you like to take a bath with girls? Han Enjing shouted cowardly.

Park Ji-sub's expression froze, turned his head to look at the two who were obviously holding back a smile, rubbed his nose speechlessly, and turned his head to ignore it. This kind of thing is not a very glorious past, but there is nothing to be ashamed of, even now, he likes to take a bath with girls.

Until about ten o'clock in the evening, Park Chuya changed the medicine, and Park Ji-sub and Han Eun-jung began to face a choice after washing. The injured Pu Chuya naturally can't sleep in the middle, and Han Enjing is very dead, and it would be bad if she accidentally touched the girl's wound.

So, Park Ji-sub, who slept very lightly and moved very little, was forcibly placed in the middle, and the three of them slept in their clothes. Park Ji-sub, who was filled with mixed body fragrance on the tip of his nose, felt that he was suffering, and the arm of Park Chu-ah on the left was on his chest, and the soft flesh of his chest was simply squeezed on his arm, and his small mouth was still facing him, looking like he was being picked.

On the right, Han Enjing turned her back to him, and the thin long-sleeved shirt could not isolate the problem of touching each other's bodies. That soft touch made all kinds of thoughts fly through his head.

"Hey, take it away."

Feeling something wandering in front of her chest, Pu Chuya opened her eyes in a daze and shouted angrily: "People haven't healed yet......"

As she spoke, the girl fell into a deep sleep again, and this time she simply hugged Park Ji-sub's hand, looking like she wouldn't let you move. The baby-faced boy swallowed his saliva and turned his head a little stiffly to look at Han Enjing, who was sleeping deeply.

"I just lost my temper, and then I went to take advantage of ......" Park Ji-sub turned his head dejectedly, closed his eyes and began to hypnotize himself: "It's all meat, it's all meat, it's all meat......"

"What are you talking about?"

Park Ji-sub subconsciously opened his eyes and looked at the source of the sound, and in the dim light, Han Eunjing was glaring at him with a dissatisfied face.

"Didn't read anything." An embarrassment flashed across Park Ji-sub's face, and he said stubbornly.

"Cut, next time I do this, I'll go and tell my uncle that you hit someone." Han Eunjing rolled her eyes at Park Ji-sub, took off her T-shirt by herself, hugged the other party and said slowly. (To be continued.) )

PS: Woo la la la~!