Song Jong-ki didn't care about the extra weight on his neck, and his expression was relaxed: "Don't forget who the last beneficiary is?" If you don't want to, I can ask her to retract this decision. ”

"Don't! Uncle! Kim So-hee immediately pleaded pitifully.

"Also, how long are you going to hang on me?"

Jin Suxi's ears were hot, and he hurriedly let go of the hand around his neck and got down from the sofa: "Hmph, it's not like I suddenly took a step forward, I couldn't stop the car to hang on you!" ”

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Towards the end of the year, the publishing house signed by Kim So-hee saw the popularity of the new comics and took the opportunity to launch a limited-edition giveaway for the New Year.

The company will select 100 followers, the artist will give a special message, and receive a full set of rare and limited edition comic characters.

Kim So-hee shouted in his heart that the boss behind the scenes is a big profiteer!

But paying attention to the number of people who have posted comic books on SNS, Kim So-hee can almost predict how generous the commission he can get at the end of the year.

Towards the end of the year, Song Jong-ki's hand was almost good, and he went to the crew after ten days of rest at home. Now that it's been a month, Kim So-hee can't help but feel the professionalism of the homeowner.

When Song Jong-ki returned, he saw Kim So-hee kneeling at the coffee table and writing hard, with a small stack of book covers on one side.

"Signature event?"

Kim So-hee's comic book activities, he will also pay attention to it in his spare time.

"That's right."

"Is the list of selected candidates out?"

"It will be announced in two days, and now I have to sign it in advance." Kim So-hee shook his sour hands and neck, and raised his eyes to see Song Jong-ki who came back in a suit and leather shoes.

"I'm back earlier than ever."

"As we approach the end of the year, we all need to take it easy." After Song Jong-ki drank the water, he also sat down next to her, leisurely looking through the signed book covers.

"And a message this time? Need me to stamp it for you? ”

Kim So-hee looked up happily: "That's really good!" ”

Originally, she planned to write the gift first, and then slowly stamp it herself.

Song Jong-ki took the seal well, dipped it in the ink, and pressed the seal under the oblique side of Kim So-hee's gift. At the end, I also admired what she wrote.

Kim So-hee's words should not be ugly, but they are not beautiful.

Seeing him staring at his handwriting, Kim Su-hee looked frustrated: "It's not comparable to your handwriting, right?" ”

Song Jong-ki chose to smile and not say anything, put down the book cover in his hand, and went to get another one. Kim So-hee gritted her teeth, even if it was polite, at least it wasn't that bad to talk to her!

"Don't think too much, write well, don't make a typo."

"There are many book covers, so if you make a mistake, change it."

Stamping is faster than writing, and after a while, he finished stamping the point that Kim So-hee had written. Get up and go back to your room to change your clothes and prepare dinner for two.

The mobile phone in her hand pulled her out of work, and Kim So-hee probed to find out that it was Park Jung-min's information, and when she clicked on it, she couldn't help but laugh. It is not unreasonable for this man to be said to be stunned.

The date application is the date application, under the guise of asking for an autograph book for my sister.

Kim So-hee thought about it and finally agreed.

"Do you have any plans for New Year's Eve?"

In addition to cooking, Song Jong-ki mentioned Chinese New Year's Eve, which was less than a week away. Kim So-hee pistled his chin and thought for a while: "It seems that there is none." ”

As for Song Jong-ki, Kim So-hee felt that he didn't need to ask at all, and he should be very busy at various award ceremonies at the end of the year.

Bringing the last dish to the table, he called her name and asked her to come to dinner.

Kim So-hee sat on the ground for a long time, and when he stood up, his waist was a little sore, and his legs were even more numb. Just two steps away, my feet actually cramped, the taste is indescribable.

Song Jong-ki quickly caught her muffled snort, walked up to her, and asked her to slowly move to the edge of the sofa and sit down. But he half-crouched down to see where she was cramping.

"Is it a calf?"

Seeing her frowning and very uncomfortable appearance, Song Zhongji didn't care about anything else, just pinched her calf and slowly eased her.

The cramps were uncomfortable just like that, and when Kim So-hee eased up, he blushed a little when he saw his palms wrapped around his calves. In particular, the temperature from the palm of his hand passed straight through the skin and from the nerve endings to her brain.

The heartbeat doesn't seem to be normal anymore.

"Are you feeling better?"

Kim So-hee looked at him and raised his head slightly to ask himself, and nodded again and again: "Well, okay." ”

It's been a long time since she's said thank you to him, it's just that in the face of this kind of scene, it feels a little strange to say anything. Kim So-hee withdrew her calf and put on her slippers.

"What's going to eat tonight?"

Looking at her somewhat flustered figure, Song Jong-ki didn't seem to care, slowly stood up, followed her to the table, and sat down in his place.

The signing task was slightly heavier, Kim So-hee didn't move or eat snacks all afternoon, and he ate very well at dinner time. After Song Jong-ki put down the dishes and chopsticks, he silently stamped the book cover she had signed during her own cooking.

After covering it, I also helped her clean up the messy tabletop, and found that a book cover was put aside.

I thought she had put it into that stack, but Song Jong-ki made a move in his hand after seeing the gift clearly.

Unlike the tone of the gift words he stamped, the tone in this book was very relaxed and familiar, especially when he saw the word 'brother'.

He remembered that Kim So-hee said that the blind date man had a younger sister, and his sister was still her meal.

Song Jong-ki hesitated for a moment, turned slightly to see her washing the dishes seriously, took the cover back to the room, and when she came out again, her hands were empty.

Thinking back to his behavior just now, Song Jong-ki leaned against the door and smiled helplessly, this kind of behavior of an eighteen-year-old or twenty-year-old young man, if those brothers knew about it, they would definitely laugh at it.

"What are you doing standing here?"

After washing the dishes, he didn't see anyone in the living room, and as soon as Kim So-hee leaned over, he saw Song Jong-ki standing at the door of the room, not advancing or retreating, as if he was thinking?

"It's nothing, I've stamped the book cover you signed, you go back and continue to sign first, and I'll come in a while."

Jin Suxi's cheeks turned red again: "I didn't come to you on purpose!" ”

After speaking, he retracted his head and ran back to the coffee table to continue writing a message.

Song Jong-ki simply went back to the room to take a shower and change her clothes before coming out to help her stamp it, Kim So-hee has already written more than 80 books, and the rest is much easier, and he still has time to take out potato chips and sign while eating.

It seems that she didn't notice that her 'special' message was not easy to fly.

Song Jong-ki reminded: "Don't put oil on the paper. ”

Seeing that he had just finished speaking, Kim So-hee reached out to take the potato chips and ate them, and retorted: "What about me, don't you eat it yourself?" ”

Song Jong-ki didn't say anything, just showed her that he only needed one hand to stamp it.

Kim So-hee's face was about to wrinkle together, but he didn't know what to say to him. As soon as he opened his mouth, he saw his hand holding potato chips to her mouth, blocking her words before she could speak.

I have to admit that this trick works very well.

Kim So-hee's hair was draped, and only she could feel the roots of her ears heating up again, and she continued to sign obediently without saying a word.

Song Jong-ki is also a matter of stamping, very leisurely, and he still has time to turn on the TV to watch variety shows. Kim So-hee couldn't resist the temptation, and couldn't help but look up after writing a few sentences.

When I saw something funny, I laughed.

Song Jong-ki squinted at the little girl next to him who didn't work seriously, and never reminded her of her thoughts, anyway, she was happy.