Kim So-hee packed up her simple luggage, carried a large bag and followed Song Jong-ki upstairs, and the two didn't speak along the way.

After a while, Kim So-hee also slowly came back to his senses.

I actually asked to live in a strange man's house for a while so brainlessly!

If you want to say what you thought at the time, it must be that your brain is in water, and you subconsciously put on a prayer face that was only researched for Shin Hyun Woo when she was in love.

Following Song Jong-ki, Kim So-hee recalled himself half an hour ago, and couldn't bear to look at him directly. I don't want to think of myself who was undisciplined and embarrassed at that moment, but now that it's like this, I can only be cheeky and continue to follow.

Speaking of which, there is such a person, you have known him for a short time, but you will give him unprecedented trust.

The reason is unknown, and Kim So-hee can only guess that maybe it is because the other party has helped him several times.

"The guest room belongs to you, and the study can give you half of it." Song Jong-ki talked about the division of the room, looking at the people in front of him as if they were following the rules as if they were following the orders of their superiors, and nodding from time to time.

As she went to the guest room to pack her clothes, Song Jong-ki sat on the sofa and fell into deep thought.

I can't help but question again, is I a little too soft-hearted?

The girl has a lot of daily necessities, which also leads Kim Su-hee to run up and down several times before she finishes moving. Holding a full set of painting tools, Kim So-hee cautiously and lightly passed by the area where Song Jong-ki was located in the living room and went straight to the study.

It was as if he would regret throwing her out if he made the slightest noise.

Song Jong-ki felt a little amused by her behavior.

After cleaning up the general situation, Kim So-hee ran back to the guest room and checked back and forth to see where he was going to live for a while in the future. The guest room has its own bathroom, which also saves you from the embarrassment of having to share it with the host.

Although the bathroom does not have a bathtub, fortunately, Kim So-hee does not force a bubble bath. In the current situation, it would be nice to have a place to live.

"I'm going to order takeout, do you want fried chicken? I'm in for dinner today. ”

I will have to live in his house for the next three months, so it is absolutely necessary to make a series of curry favor with the owner of the house. Kim So-hee dared to guarantee that the person currently sitting on the sofa must be thinking about whether it was right or wrong to take her home.

"As a celebration!" The last sentence is the point, once he doesn't refute, Kim So-hee assures that what he lives in is absolutely fine.

But whatever the outcome, she must dispel even the slightest hint of his desire to 'invite' her out.

Song Jong-ki thinks that regardless of whether her roommate is her or not, it is not a thing to congratulate someone who has moved into his house.

Kim So-hee suddenly remembered that the artist was very concerned about his health, and felt that fried chicken fried food didn't seem to be very healthy, and added intimately: "Or I'll order fried chicken and give you a seafood ramen?" ”

And this kind of flattery?

Song Jong-ki felt that he couldn't understand this girl.

"If you don't speak, I'll make a takeaway call" Kim So-hee said as he walked back, not forgetting to keep turning his head to look at the person sitting on the sofa with a tangled face, and thought about it again: "Don't worry, I will order you another sweet and sour pork." ”

He's been knocked out by a young girl's strange brain hole.

Seeing that her moving in was already an ironclad matter, Song Jong-ki could only accept his fate. Even if it is a decision made with such a small heart, regret will not help. If you dig a pit yourself, you have to jump even with your eyes closed.

Korea's 24-hour convenient service is definitely praised for that capital.

It's just that the takeaway brother can only deliver it to the door of the apartment with all his might, and he still needs Kim So-hee to run a little way to get it.

This is understandable, because when this community was first advertised, it was mainly its iron bucket-like security measures. This has also attracted many popular celebrities to come to buy, after all, there are many precedents of being harassed by illegitimate meals or pervasive media reporters, and the safer the private home, the better.

Kim So-hee went straight to the dining table with the takeaway, and did not forget to intimately ask Song Jong-ki which direction he liked to sit, helped him open the take-out lunch box and set up the chopsticks, and then helped him pull out a chair and invite him to sit down.

"You sit down too." Song Jong-ki was about to be crushed by her courteous attitude, isn't this what men do when men and women are dating?

After seeing his roommates sit down for the next three months, Song Jong-ki was finally able to find some free time from that enthusiastic and somewhat flattering attitude to take a breather.

"How? Tastes good, right? ”

Seeing him take the first bite, Kim So-hee unconsciously sought a sense of identity. It wasn't until he nodded that she sat back down and continued to nibble on her fried chicken.

"By the way, do you have a girlfriend? Or someone you want to date? ”

Song Jong-ki sandwiched a meal of sweet and sour pork, with some inquiry in his eyes.

Kim So-hee waved his paw holding the fried chicken and signaled him not to care: "I'm not asking about your **, but if there is, I will cooperate when I need to avoid it!" ”

Although she and her ex-boyfriend did not make the last step, Kim So-hee knew very well that when men and women were dating, there would always be a time when they would get to the residence of both parties. When the time comes, having yourself here, won't it be in the way of others, and talking about it early is also so that you won't be embarrassed in the future.

"Not at the moment, I'll bring it up when you need to avoid it." Song Jong-ki saw a little gossip in her eyes, and added, "I mean, when male friends come to the party." ”

deliberately highlighted the 'male', for fear that she would dig up some secrets. Kim So-hee raised her eyebrows and silently nibbled on her fried chicken.

After dinner, Kim So-hee cleaned up his share of after-dinner garbage and ran to his place in the study to catch up with the manuscript. Normally, when drawing manuscripts, she needs absolute silence, and Song Jong-ki, who happened to mark the script recently, also thought so, and the two were safe and sound one night.

As soon as she started working, Kim So-hee forgot the fact that she was now temporarily living under someone else's roof, and by the time Song Jong-ki thought it was late at night and it was time to rest, she was still busy coloring.

"It's late, aren't you resting?"

Looking at the young girl with glasses under the lamp and still seriously drawing at the desk, Song Jong-ki leaned against the door with his hands on his chest and asked softly. Inspiration was in full swing, Kim So-hee didn't bother to look up, held his glasses, and kept his right hand.

"Well, late at night is the best time to create, how can you waste your sleep time."

"Don't you know? Girls staying up late will not only get worse skin, but also accelerate aging. ”

"Really?!" These words shocked Kim So-hee from inspiration in an instant, quite entangled, and his eyes looked at the drawing board lingeringly.

How can any girl not care about her appearance, but she finally writes like a god, maybe after a while, she will be able to perfectly end this comic with Shin Hyun Woo as the prototype, and completely sayover.

Song Zhongji looked at her with a reluctant face, that little malice finally made him feel a little complacent, let go of his hands, and he slowly paced back to the room.

Kim So-hee struggled for a while, but decided to bury his head. It's just that I slept two hours earlier today, and I haven't dated anyone in the near future anyway, so who can I show my smooth skin.

Early the next morning, Park Yahui couldn't believe it when she received the offline text.

I can't wait to open the compressed package and take a look, it's really gold in the sky, and the people who have to urge the delivery every month actually delivered the manuscript in half a month by the deadline for the manuscript!

Park Yahui carefully flipped through the content again.

The author's mood will always have some influence on the comics. Although the content is still so sweet and the painting style is not bad, the loss caused by the breakup still makes Kim So-hee's story less developed than before, and the whole story is full of a strong sense of happiness.

But these can't be seen without digging deeper.,According to this development.,It's over in two months of serialization.,There won't be any big problems.。

Excited, Park Yahui thought that maybe she should give Kim So-hee a reward.

When the phone call came, Kim So-hee was still asleep in bed, and he still had a nasal voice when he answered the phone. She still couldn't understand what the person on the phone was saying for a while, but when she slowly reacted, she had already said a lot.

"You've seen the sketch? Not bad, isn't it? ”

"In this state, you can finish smoothly. Are there any new ideas? Or are you ready to take a break? ”

"There are new ideas, so let's draw them first, and then send out the message after a while."

Kim So-hee picked at the quilt, a little helpless. Regardless of the profession, it is unlikely that anyone who needs to accumulate popularity will have a lot of time off.

New people and new works are constantly emerging, and if you don't guarantee the amount of activity, it's easy to be forgotten.

This is somewhat consistent with the entertainment industry.

The knock on the door "buckle", Kim So-hee didn't have time to answer, not only herself but also Park Yahui heard a man's young voice across the door panel.

"I'm going out to the office, the password of the door is on the sticky note, and the sticky note is on your door. When you go out, remember to check the water and electricity, as well as my mobile phone number, which is also on the sticky notes. If you have anything, just contact directly, if you don't answer the phone, you can wait, I will call back when I am free. ”

"Well, got it, thank you!"

Then came the sound of him going out and closing the door.

With this sound of closing the door, Kim So-hee found that it was not only the whole house that was quiet, but also the sound on the other side of the phone.

"Ernie? Ernie? Are you gone? ”

Kim So-hee was a little strange to see that there was indeed a call on the phone. Just as he was about to say something, he heard Park Yahui say, "Kim So-hee, don't tell me that you have reconciled with your ex-boyfriend again." ”

"How is that possible!" Kim So-hee subconsciously denied it, and that person didn't know where to prepare for his wedding with his new love.

"Then why did I hear the man's voice? Are you living with another man? ”

"I guess it's a roommate."

Under Park Yahui's questioning, Kim So-hee simply finished talking about the matter from beginning to end, and at the end, he didn't forget to repeatedly emphasize that he had been unlucky recently. But obviously, Park Yahui's attention is not on this.

"What does that man look like? Single? ”

Can you be an actor, what do you say? Of course, she wouldn't say that, just expressed her affirmation of the homeowner's appearance.

"Then what else do you say, such a good opportunity, to seize the opportunity. Besides, you've been so miserable and unlucky lately, didn't fate send the person who saved you, get ready, get the person! ”

Ernie it's not good for you to teach bad children like this

"Don't say it, it's so sadistic, I haven't had a high-quality man here, you have another one there, hey!"

Jin Suxi shook her head, that was Park Yahui didn't know, the owner of the house was an artist, and she didn't dare to start no matter how good she looked.