When Song Jong-ki came out of the restaurant, it was already the time when the normal restaurant was closed. Fortunately, it's another Friday, and it's about to usher in the weekend, otherwise Kim So-hee would have to go to work when he got drunk the next day.

He looked back at Kim So-hee, who was asleep by his ear, and although he was a little helpless, it was more of a compromise. Since such a person appeared in life, his bottom line and principle has been to retreat again and again.

Song Jong-ki moved her to the car, buckled her seat belt, and drove the car back to the apartment.

Maybe she really drank too much, Song Jongji still remembers the noise when she was drunk last time, but today it was a lot quieter, drunk and dizzy, tilting her head and sleeping in the passenger seat.

Song Jong-ki knew that the little girl would have an upset stomach every time she came to the new day. As a big man, he didn't understand this aspect, but he bought honey, brown sugar and red dates and other things at home, but he didn't expect that in the end honey would become a professional hangover.

Kim So-hee's clothes already have a strong smell of alcohol, and it's hard to ignore it. Compared with the chaos yesterday when she gave him hangover and changed clothes, Song Jong-ki didn't blush and his heart didn't beat.

The only abnormal heartbeat was that when she was lying on the bed in only her underwear, the lace lined her fair and silky skin, which was extremely seductive/seductive.

Song Jong-ki looked away, feeling that he would be tossed to death by her sooner or later.

Afraid that she would catch a cold, Song Jong-ki pulled the silk quilt over her body, went to the bathroom and moved a basin of hot water to the bed, wiped her body with a wet towel, and after a simple cleaning, Song Jong-ki looked at Kim So-hee's makeup in embarrassment.

It's easy to say about eyebrows and the like, he's never gotten eyeliner, and he really doesn't know how to remove it. clumsily removed her makeup, and Song Jong-ki hastily dipped her in facial cleanser with a towel, and finally applied a layer of water lotion to her.

As for the eyeliner, she is the only one who gets up tomorrow morning and removes her makeup.

After Song Jong-ki fed her a glass of honey water, he took her clothes into the bathroom and washed herself. During this time, the filming progress was too rushed, and he hadn't rested for a long time.

The director of the crew also saw that everyone had been working for almost half a month, and finally gave everyone two days to rest.

Song Jong-ki lay in the bathtub and closed his eyes to relax his body. However, before he could lie down for a while, he heard the bathroom door open, and suddenly, he met Kim So-hee's confused gaze.

"What are you doing?"

As soon as Kim So-hee came in and saw him, he immediately forgot what he was going to do. simply squatted by the bathtub and talked to him, Song Jong-ki couldn't cry or laugh.

The place he's been talking to the most lately has become the bathroom.

Especially now that Kim So-hee, who is delirious, is only wearing underwear and pants, not even a T-shirt, he himself looks like this, and he is not suitable for conversation at all. Song Jong-ki patted his head in frustration and closed his eyes not to look at her.

If you look at it any further, the body's reaction will only become more pronounced.

"You go find a piece of clothing to put on."

Kim So-hee searched around the bathroom, picking up the loungewear top he had put aside earlier, and the baggy neckline was a little large, revealing her rounded shoulders.

Song Jong-ki raised his eyebrows and asked, "You wore my clothes, so what am I wearing?" ”

Kim So-hee tried his best to use his brain, but he didn't know how to answer, so he looked at him in a daze, with a little sadness in his expression.

"You go and sit in the bedroom first, and I'll come to you and talk to you later, okay?"

Kim So-hee didn't move, still looking at him sadly.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

Kim So-hee's eyes were a little moist, and his tone was like crying: "You don't like me anymore, you definitely won't come to talk to me later." ”

Song Jong-ki tilted his head, wondering where this conclusion came from.

"Who says I don't like you anymore?"

"I'm so seductive/seductive to you, and I bought underwear, but you still don't respond to the fact that you often receive caring text messages from others, I haven't sent them, do you think others are better than me? I was not happy with you, and you were so calm that you said you were going to work."

Although her words were not logical, she obviously thought of where to say, but Song Jong-ki still understood it, and he didn't know how to react at the moment.

He let out a long sigh, looked at her and said seriously: "I promise, give me five minutes, and I will come to you." ”

To emphasize his credibility, Song Jong-ki raised a hand to make an oath. Kim So-hee thought for a while and said, "Then you can't lie to me." ”

After saying that, he stood up and walked out of the bathroom.

Song Jong-ki didn't soak for long, and after washing the foam on his body, he looked at the home clothes without his shirt, and had no choice but to go back to the bathroom. Fortunately, Kim So-hee is not very sober now, otherwise he would have to fall in love with the tissue group for a while.

When Song Jong-ki returned to the bedroom, he found that the little girl was already lying on the bed, her eyes closed and she had fallen asleep completely. She was the one who was talking before, and she was the one who slept so fast.

Helplessly, he lifted the quilt and sat on the bed, and after half-lying down to fold the quilt for her, after a while, the little girl obediently rolled into his arms.

For a while, Song Jong Ki felt that he liked her knee-jerk reaction.

The next morning, Kim So-hee woke up to find that he was still in his uncle's arms, and he was more surprised than embarrassed after the conflict. He has been very busy during this time, and usually when she wakes up, she finds that he has already gone to filming.

"Awake?"

Song Jong-ki quickly noticed her movement and dug out the little girl who was about to continue pretending to sleep to avoid this embarrassing atmosphere.

"Didn't you pull me to talk to me yesterday?"

From childhood to adulthood, if you really count it, the person who communicates with me the most is probably the man in front of me. Honestly tell the other party what he thinks and what he cares, and before him, Kim So-hee has never done this with anyone.

Even now, whenever he says he wants to "talk", she can't help but subconsciously want to hide.

Telling the other person what she said from the bottom of her heart is a shy and scary thing for her. Honest communication also means that she is still a little unaccustomed to showing her original self to the other party completely.

But the man in front of him is a good guide.

"We were in a bad mood that morning because of something unpleasant, and just because I offered to go to work first doesn't mean I don't care. Is it just that in that case, do you think that's a time to solve the problem? ”

Kim So-hee thought about his excitement and irrationality early that morning, and shook his head silently.

"I know you're sad and impatient, and so am I. If my actions that day made you misunderstand that I don't care about you that much anymore, then I apologize to you. You know, you're very important to me. You know? So-hee. ”

Kim So-hee rarely hears him call his name, and he has always been affectionately called a little girl, a little girl, or something like that. Hearing him call himself that, Kim So-hee could feel how precious he was to himself.

"You're important to me, too."

At the beginning, she was a wolf bèi and didn't leave by his side, and you came and went, only to slowly find that they occupied a large part of each other's hearts.

"I'll learn to be more mature in the future, and I won't mess with you anymore." Kim So-hee was really afraid that he would never be able to stand her arrogance and bad temper one day, and now that he thinks about it, he was really irrational that morning.

Song Jong Ki rubbed the top of her head and said with a smile: "How can two people not be noisy or noisy together, I like your advantages, and I will tolerate your shortcomings." In the same way, I also have shortcomings, if you find out one day, I hope you can also tolerate it. ”

Song Jong-ki knows that now he is leading her to grow up, which is the age gap. But sooner or later, she will no longer need his guidance and walk side by side with him, and at that time, in her eyes, she will not be a perfect image of knowing everything and knowing everything.

His shortcomings will be discovered, and there will be more contradictions and dissatisfactions.

"We'll have more problems in the future, maybe those questions will make you question, but you know, if you don't take the last step, I won't give up lightly, I'm looking forward to our future, so don't think about it anymore, okay?"

Kim So-hee hugged him tightly, and since they met, he has been warming her and comforting her. Sometimes when I calm down and think about it, Kim So-hee's immature and hypocritical behavior that he can't stand himself, he can accept it all, and treat her as usual without showing irritability.

Maybe that's why she didn't want to leave him more and more.

"Hmm."

"Okay, then let's solve another problem."

"What?" Kim So-hee was confused by his twist, is there anything else to settle between him and her?

Kim So-hee endured the kiss he pressed down, and his hands were pulled by him and hooked around his neck. She clearly felt that the kiss was different from usual, and he was much more anxious, and at the same time, his breathing was a little shorter.

"If I don't act, someone will pull me and cry again, saying that she is no longer attractive." After hearing this, Kim So-hee's cheeks turned red, and he suddenly remembered what he said when he was drunk last night.

Yes, as long as Kim So-hee is unconscious without drinking, when he wakes up the next day, he will only remember very clearly what happened when he was drunk.

Feeling his lips slowly move to her ears, and then, the hot and humid touch spread all the way down, and Kim So-hee's tail vertebrae tingled. When the thing that I had been looking forward to and nervous about finally came, although it was accompanied by pain, I couldn't put it into words.

The curtains are separated from the light and heat of the day, creating an ambiguous and warm atmosphere for the interior.

After experiencing the harmony of life for the first time, Kim So-hee just wanted to collapse in bed for a long time and didn't want to move. Ignoring the small movements of the well-fed uncle touching her back from time to time, Kim So-hee counted silently.

Although I don't know if my uncle ate meat before joining the army, he has been in the army for three years since he joined the army.

No wonder, even if it is an old man, the combat effectiveness is very impressive after holding it for a long time.

As soon as Song Jong-ki saw her eyes rolling, he knew that this little girl was thinking about some nonsense again. Reaching out and pinching her nose, his eyes were full of smiles: "Will you still flirt casually in the future?" ”

Kim Su-hee was weak: "Don't flirt." ”

Song Jong-ki smiled: "That's not good, you have to keep the good habits." ”

Kim So-hee was so angry that he wanted to punch him, but he couldn't use his strength, and the fist fell to his chest, as if he was massaged. Song Zhongji grabbed her fist with one hand, pulled it to his lips and kissed it, and said softly: "Okay, if you don't flirt, then replace me." ”

Kim So-hee's hairs stood on end.

Mom, after eating meat, Uncle Lang is a little uncontrollable~

The intimacy in the room was interrupted by a sudden small noise, and Kim So-hee listened carefully, like something scratching the door. After thinking about it for a while, Jin Suxi turned his head to look at the people around him, and said sternly: "Did you get up in the morning to feed the snowball and change the cat litter?" ”

Song Jong-ki touched his nose, and his face was embarrassed to forget about it. During this time, he has been seduced, and he feels that his endurance has reached a new high.

I got up early this morning and thought about how to 'teach' this little girl who didn't know the height of the sky, and for a while I forgot that there was another master waiting for me at home.

"Go now, Snowball must be hungry." As she spoke, the poor little girl lying on the bed did not hesitate to drive him away with her feet.

Song Jong-ki was helpless, got up and put on a pair of pants, and went to pull the curtains again. Jin Suxi, who was shining in the warm sun outside the window, was dazzling, and she saw an ambiguous trace by the window, as if she didn't know it, and she was ashamed and angry: "You haven't put on a shirt yet!" Aren't you afraid of being photographed? ”

How many celebrities have failed in the matter of not pulling the curtains, but he is good, and he looks like he is completely allowed to be visited.

Song Zhongji raised his eyebrows: "This is the top floor, and these marks are all bitten by you." ”

The apartment building they are in is the tallest building in the community. If you want to shoot the top floor, how can it be unless the media brings drones.

Kim So-hee snorted weakly and buried her head in the quilt with her messy hair.

Song Jong-ki smiled and took out another home dress from the cloakroom to change into, then walked to the bed, pulled out her head buried in the quilt, and gave her a kiss to get up.

"Get up when you're rested and have a big meal today."

The big meal between the two is naturally not to go out to eat, but to cook a hearty meal together at home.

This is a beautiful moment for couples who have not had the opportunity to date normally for nearly half a month. Kim So-hee lay down for a while, and struggled to get up and get up.

She casually put on a large T-shirt, sat on the side and blushed as he changed all the sheets and quilts, and went to clean up the clothes scattered under the bed.

"I'll go take a bath first."

"Do you want me to carry you to the bathroom?" Song Jong-ki looked at her T-shirt that had just reached the root of her thighs, and her eyes were deep and intense.

Jin Suxi was shocked by him, and quickly stood up: "Don't be!" As he spoke, the man brushed his side and wanted to run to the bathroom, but his legs were weak, and he tended to fall crookedly halfway through the run.

When he saw her running to his side to pass by, he bent down and picked up the person directly and took him to the bathroom. When he put her down, he patted her ass affectionately and said, "Okay, let's go clubbing." ”

Kim So-hee blushed and accused: "What about your gentleman's hand! ”

Song Jong-ki smiled and scratched her nose: "A gentleman's hand is for others, but not for you." ”

Glaring at him fiercely, she felt as if her whole person was soaked in honey water, and the air was sweet and greasy.

"It's a gentleman's hand to others, but it's a groping pig hand to me, which is unfair."

Song Jong-ki heard the little girl's muttering and thought it was funny, but he didn't continue to tease her. Just glared at by her watery eyes, and her chest was hot again. If he continues to tease, he will be the one who suffers.

After bathing, the sore body is much easier, at least not the legs. Kim So-hee probed from the bathroom wrapped in a bath towel to confirm that there was no one, and trotted to the cloakroom to change clothes.

Since moving in, both have their clothes in a cloakroom.

As an actor, Song Jong-ki is good enough, and he is as good as Kim So-hee, and it took a lot of time for the two of them to tidy up the cloakroom before they opened up half a space for her to use.

Kim So-hee picked out his clothes and went to choose underwear.

She really has to thank Shin so-yeon for trying her best to persuade her to buy the lace/silk model, the drunken uncle didn't touch herself last night, but this equipment worked when she did it this morning.

Although it smells of alcohol, it's much better than wearing childish girl's underwear.

Changed into a pink hat with rabbit ears and stretchy white cotton cropped pants, fixed all the bangs on the top of the head with bangs, and put on daily makeup before going out.

Snowball, who hadn't been caressed by her owner early in the morning, had been guarding the door, and when she saw Kim So-hee coming out, she meowed and rubbed it. Kim So-hee bent down to pick up the cat and quietly approached his uncle, who was starting to cook in the kitchen.

Song Jong-ki noticed the faint shadow projected in front of him, and the corners of his lips smiled but he didn't look back, pretending not to know that someone was approaching behind him, but he kept paying attention to the changes in the shadow.

Kim So-hee tried to scare him, but the person with his back to her quickly turned around and dropped a kiss on her lips before she could react. Then, he shoved her hand into a large bowl.

"Let's go sit on the couch and finish the salad."

His actions were smooth, which made Jin Suxi stunned for a moment. It didn't take long for Kim So-hee to know that he had already discovered himself, slightly disappointed that he had gone to eat breakfast four hours late, holding the cat in one hand and the bowl in the other.

On the weekend, a youth idol drama was broadcast on TV, Kim So-hee watched and guessed the plot, and the well-fed cat lay beside her and squinted and rested.

Song Jong-ki looked through the ingredients in the refrigerator and saw an unknown object from a crisper box.

"What is this?"

Kim So-hee looked at it, looked at it for a while, and finally recognized that it was chicken wings that he had been marinating for almost two days.

"Oh, that's what I'm going to bake!" With that, she went into the kitchen from putting down the bowl and preheating the oven. After the preliminary work was prepared, I went to probe to see what he was going to do.

"Korean food? I thought you would only fry steaks. ”

"Who sued you? I would have many more. ”

Kim So-hee looked incredulous, and his eyes slowly moved to the phone he put aside. While he wasn't paying attention, he picked up the page of his mobile phone and flipped through it, and Kim Suxi shook it with his phone.

"How to make zuò spicy stir-fried pork"

After a while, the two of them did their own things. Kim So-hee picked up the chicken wings with tongs, put them on the baking tray and arranged them neatly, pushed them into the oven and adjusted the time and temperature.

Turning his head to look at the man on the side, as if he was making chemical reality, he pulled the hot sauce into the pot little by little. Kim So-hee couldn't look at it, so he picked up the hot sauce on the side and threw it in.

"Just pour it in, a little bit, I'm going to die."

Song Jong-ki looked at the red in the pot and didn't speak for half a while. When he finally turned his head, he said, "If you don't finish this plate, see how I clean you up." ”

She looked at it, and suddenly felt as if she had done it a disservice.

"So what, then add some onions and radishes or something? It can relieve the spicy! ”

"Turnips? Are you sure it's not a messy stew? ”

In short, when I was able to eat, an improved version of Korean food appeared on the table