On Dahyeon-dong.

Kang Tae-cheol pushed open the door and looked at her breathlessly.

The posture is elegant, and the appearance is beautiful.

He wanted to get angry, but in the end he sighed helplessly and walked to sit down next to her.

Seeing him coming, she didn't speak, but opened the bottle and poured it for him.

"Nuna, don't drink it." Kang Tae-cheol stopped the glass that was reaching for her lips.

And she didn't speak, just looked at him with her eyes wide open, blinking.

Jiang Taizhe wanted to question her why she couldn't get through on the phone, why she hadn't contacted him for so long, and why she wanted to contact him now.

But in the end, he didn't say anything.

Putting down his hand, Kang Tae-cheol raised the glass and drank it all with her.

One cup, two glasses

She wore a low-cut lilac cardigan today, and the drink flowed down her beautiful neck, dripping into her ravines.

Jiang Tae-cheol only drank a few glasses before stopping, watching her pour in one cup after another.

A flush appeared on his fair skin, and Kang Tae-cheol knew that the time had come.

"Nuna." He stared into the eyes of the person opposite.

Despite being drunk, despite being disheveled, though only with a slight application of powder.

Han Jiaren's beauty is still so charming and intoxicating.

"Taizhe."

A low, hoarse voice came out of her mouth, making Kang Tae-cheol's heart flutter.

What kind of experience can make such a big change in her?

"I broke up."

"It's good, Yan Zhengxun is a king and eight calves." Jiang Taizhe took a sip and said disdainfully.

"I really take him seriously." Han Jiaren put down the glass and leaned back on the sofa.

"You know what? I bought his car and that suite. ”

"You bought a house? He's not going to write his name."

"Taizhe, Nuna is a woman, and she is going to get married after all."

Han Jiaren did not answer this question, but said this paradoxically.

Kang Tae-cheol understood.

"I bought the house and wrote it in his name."

"We set a date for the wedding, and even the invitations were printed and ready to be sent out."

"I've got everything planned, I'll stop after I get married, and try to be a good wife."

Han Jiaren's eyes were empty, and she looked at the ceiling and muttered.

"But he's going to cheat"

Jiang Taizhe had a strange look on his face, and cautiously looked at Han Jiaren's cardigan next to him and the pair of towering ones that were faintly exposed inside. I couldn't help but swallow.

"It's really a beast, and it's a blind beast," Jiang Taizhe scolded in his heart.

"I wanted to talk to him calmly, after all, we are going to get married."

Kang Tae-chul was angry, but could not do anything.

In South Korea, the status of women is very low, and most of them choose to remain silent and reconcile in the face of their husbands' cheating.

It's just that I didn't expect that Han Jiaren is also such a traditional woman.

"He was drunk that day, and when he came back, he beat him," Han Jiaren's words were interrupted before he could finish speaking.

Kang Tae-cheol leaned over and found a bruise on her collarbone.

"More than once." Han Jiaren said this sentence without affection.

Kang Tae-cheol clenched his fists.

"I've had enough, so I want to get out."

"Tae-cheol, can you help me?" Han Jiaren leaned on him.

Feeling the heat of her body, Jiang Taizhe's heart was cold.

"I can do anything for you." Han Jiaren leaned on his ear and licked his ear gently.

Jiang Taizhe had countless goosebumps all over his body, and immediately pushed her away, "Nuna".

Han Jiaren didn't give up, like a boneless soft snake, he wrapped around and put his lips on it.

Jiang Tae-cheol's fist clenched and rattled and pushed Han Jiaren away.

Thinking of Kim Tae-hee, thinking of Jung so-yeon, looking at Han Jia-jin who was sitting on the sofa, Kang Tae-cheol suddenly became angry, his eyes were blood-red, and he scolded.

"You all want to use me, you all want to use me!"

"Don't you just know that I live in Seongbuk-dong? Isn't that just a fancy for my money? ”

"You want to use me to do things for you, and then kick me out of the way!"

"You bastards! I'm cǎo you's! ”

Kang Tae-cheol kicked over the table and slammed the door.

Han Jiaren on the sofa didn't know when it started, and tears were already flowing all over her face.

"I'm not taking advantage of you"

"Do you know that because of you, I will choose to leave him."

"How can I get close to you if I don't drink?"

The cry gradually increased until it was a howl.

I don't know how long it took, the door was kicked open again, Jiang Taizhe looked at the mess in the box and Han Jiaren who was sleeping on the sofa, and strode over.

"Aciba, I really owe you everything in my last life."

threw away the wine bottle in Han Jiaren's hand, put the coat on her, and Jiang Taizhe picked her up.

Han Jiaren is very tall, but her body is very light and soft. Jiang Taizhe naturally picked it up effortlessly.

Called a taxi, and Kang Tae-cheol hugged her and sat in the back.

Ignoring the strange eyes of the driver in front of him, Jiang Taizhe was now too busy to take care of himself.

Han Jiaren curled up in a ball, her hands strangled around his neck, and her two feet pressed on his thighs.

"Hey, I didn't find this person's wine so bad."

Jiang Taizhe tried his best to make himself comfortable, as for breaking Han Jiaren's hand, he was not so ruthless.

finally arrived home, Jiang Taizhe hugged Han Jiaren and pedaled upstairs.

Take off your shoes, wipe your face, and feed water. Jiang Taizhe went downstairs after making this qiē.

Being tossed by Han Jiaren like this, Rao is body is strong and a little tired.

Lying on the sofa a little depressed, Jiang Taizhe wondered if he could find a time to buy a few quilts and mattresses. It's not a problem to sleep on the couch all the time.

Maybe it's the dead of night and it's easy to think about it, Jiang Taizhe thought about Han Jiaren.

"Acciba, one last time, help pull it down."

"But this person's figure is really good," Kang Tae-cheol recalled the amazing touch.

In the dark, a figure tiptoed cautiously, and then lay down gently.

――――

"Ah, that's comfortable." Kang Tae-cheol found a soft place in a daze, rubbed it a few times, and put his face on it.

“”

Jiang Taizhe opened his eyes suddenly, looked at the object in front of him, and his face turned red all of a sudden.

When he looked up, he was met with a pair of eyes that revealed slyness.

"Nuna", for a long time, Jiang Taizhe held back a sentence.

Sitting up numbly, Jiang Taizhe breathed a sigh of relief, still on the sofa.

But looking at Han Jiaren lying next to him, Jiang Taizhe couldn't understand it for a while.

Yesterday I slept on the couch and you slept upstairs. Now I'm sleeping on the couch and you're sleeping next to me.

Jiang Taizhe clarified his thoughts, and his waist stood up suddenly.

It's not my fault at all, is it?

"Nuna, you yesterday" Jiang Tae-cheol coughed twice.

"I was scared alone last night, so I ran down and slept with you." Han Jiaren opened her big innocent eyes.

"Well, I was last night" Kang Tae-cheol touched a soft object, and his face turned dark.

"So, you're responsible." Han Jiaren hooked the hood with her little finger and smiled like a fox.

Then without waiting for Jiang Taizhe to react, the two petals covered softly.

"I've got you stamped."