Seeing Son Ye-jin fainting, Park Jung-hyuk was taken aback.

I didn't care about studying the thing in my hand, so I threw it and hurriedly rushed over.

He put his arm on the back of Son Ye-jin's head, gently said she held it up, and asked with concern, "Miss Son Ye-jin, are you okay?" ”

has already given someone to that, if Son Ye-jin has another accident, then Park Jung-hyuk's conscience is estimated to be repentant.

After all, he is not really a bad person, and he can be as cold as iron.

Last night's absurdity, in the final analysis, was just drunk and disorderly, and I couldn't suppress my **.

He called for a long time, but Son Ye-jin showed no signs of sobriety except for steady breathing.

Seeing that this was not the solution, he hurriedly picked up Son Ye-jin and placed him on the bed.

Then he pulled the quilt aside and gently covered her.

Because I got to a high point, my vision became better.

Park Jung-hyuk noticed that Son Ye-jin's cheeks were red and covered with fine sweat.

His big hand was on Son Ye-jin's forehead, and it turned out to be scary, much like a symptom of a high fever.

On this day, Son Ye-jin first found out that he was ** and was greatly frightened.

After that, I didn't think about tea and dinner all day, didn't eat a drop of water, and lived in torment.

After discovering what Park Jung-hyuk had done, he stood in the cold corridor and waited for him for hours.

After finally catching Park Jung-hyuk, he cried again and again.

All kinds of negative feelings and physical weakness, coupled with excessive fatigue, may be the reason for the decline of her immunity.

As a result, now I have a high fever and finally fall ill.

What can I do, Park Jung-hyuk stood up and spun around.

It stands to reason that in this case, of course, I went to the hospital.

But the problem is that Son Ye-jin's identity is decided, if she goes to the hospital like this, it will become big news.

Or call Son Ye-jin's agent?

As soon as the idea came to him, it was quickly extinguished by him.

What are you kidding, if he really called, then he would not be exposed.

The top priority is that Son Ye-jin's condition is the most important, and he must find a way to cool him down.

Park Jung-hyuk turned around a few times, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he suddenly remembered a local method to cool down in his previous life.

He didn't dare to delay, ran out and rummaged around, and really found a clean stack of white paper.

He cut the white paper into three-finger-wide strips and found a bottle of soju in the refrigerator.

With these things in hand, Park Jung-hyuk returns to the bedroom again and finds Son Ye-jin still in a coma.

He first picked up a note and put it on Son Ye-jin's forehead. Then pour the shochu on top little by little and spread it evenly.

Soon, the note was completely soaked with alcohol and became soggy.

Shochu contains alcohol, which evaporates quickly when exposed to air. In the process of alcohol volatilization, it will take away the heat of the human body.

When he was still in an orphanage in his previous life, whenever Park Jung-hyuk had a high fever, the dean helped him cool down in this way.

The cool alcohol quickly took effect, and it was obvious that Son Ye-jin's face began to turn fair, and she no longer had the hot red just now.

And at this moment, a gurgling sound sounded inexplicably, and it was very harsh in this silent room.

Park Jung-hyuk searched carefully, and when this voice sounded for the second time, he confirmed that it was Son Ye-jin's stomach screaming.

It turned out that this woman had not eaten for a day, but because her feelings were gloomy and melancholy, she felt nothing.

But now that he passed out, his body's functions took the initiative and he immediately protested.

Her current pity is completely self-inflicted, Park Jung-hyuk felt guilty, and ran to the kitchen again, ready to cook her something to eat.

Here, his figure just disappeared into the bedroom, and Son Ye-jin, who was lying on the bed, blinked his eyelashes and opened them.

His eyes were as clear as water, and he reflected the sparkle of the energy-saving lamps on the ceiling, and there was no sign of coma at all.

In fact, Son Ye-jin fainted, although there was a reason for his physical weakness. Her cheeks were hot, and it was true that there was an erosion of the cold wind.

But the biggest reason is the last stimulus.

Her usual ** was suddenly exposed to Park Jung-hyuk's hands, and the shame of being self-ashamed even made her feel ashamed even more than **.

Shocked and angry, she couldn't hold on and fainted.

But this fainting was only for a while, in fact, when Park Jung-hyuk picked her up and asked, she was already awake.

But Son Ye-jin was so sad that she didn't want to wake up at all.

What do you wake up for?

How to deal with the current situation?

It's happened, you can't turn back time, and no one can save her.

But although she was the one who suffered the misfortune, she had no choice at all.

Is it really to call the police and let Park Jung-hyuk suffer criminal punishment?

In that case, the only person who is even worse can only be himself.

Who called her Son Ye-jin, one of the top actresses in the country.

As a public figure, I don't know how many eyes are fixed on her.

Usually a little action can become big news.

If she called the police, those unscrupulous police would never keep her secret. On the contrary, she will betray the matter to the media, making her experience known to the world.

At that time, the media will be like a school of sharks smelling blood, ferociously pounce and dig out all the qiē.

Even the process of her being insulted will be revealed naked.

In that way, no matter where she goes in the future, she will have to face the world's pointing and belittling ridicule.

She shuddered at the thought of that consequence.

But apart from this, she is just a weak woman, what else can she do with Park Jung-hyuk?

Really killed him?

She didn't even dare to kill chickens, let alone kill them.

So the situation reached a dilemma, and she had no choice.

obviously hates Park Jung-hyuk to the core, but there is no way to do it.

In such a sad and helpless situation, she was powerless except to pretend to be unconscious and have no face to face.

Originally, she thought that she had fainted, and that hateful bastard would definitely take the opportunity to run away and dare not appear in front of her again.

But the next development was beyond her expectations.

Park Jung-hyuk not only did not run, but on the contrary, he rushed over nervously and greeted her with warmth.

Seeing that she did not respond, he carried her to the bed.

When she was held up by Park Jung-hyuk's powerful arms, she felt a sense of fulfillment that she had found to rely on.

This time, it was felt in her awake state. It's completely different from last night when I was drunk and didn't know anything.

After that, Park Jung-hyuk thought she was sick and had a fever, so he actually found alcohol and a note to help her cool down.

Especially when Park Jung-hyuk's big hand landed on her forehead, from head to toe, Son Ye-jin was invaded by trembling and throbbing.

What a long-lost feeling, as if I was sick when I was a child and was taken care of by my father.

It's a pity that since his debut, he has been far away from his hometown, and he can only solve it on his own.

She is a delicate woman who lives alone in Seoul.

In the brilliant lights of thousands of homes, there is just a loneliness of one person.

The bustling city obscures people's eyes from seeing the world clearly, so that all the qiē becomes fast and blurry, and it is difficult to last long.

Several relationships before and after, all of which were taken away by the flowing lights of this metropolis for various reasons.

I can't remember how long I've been cared for like this.

For a moment, Son Ye-jin actually longed for this big hand not to leave, so that she could continue to give herself that kind of warm care.

The cool drink sticks to the skin of the forehead and has an effect quickly.

After a large amount of heat was sucked away, Son Ye-jin slowly regained her calm.

But at this time, her hungry stomach was no longer angry, and all her embarrassment was exposed at once.

And the hateful guy who violated himself actually ran out very concerned.

Don't......

Is he going to cook?

Really, does a big man know what a kitchen looks like?

Can you eat what you make?

Quietly looking at the back of the man rushing out, Son Ye-jin sighed faintly, and she didn't know her choice.

Park Jung-hyuk didn't know that he was being hidden by a woman with superb acting skills, so he hurriedly ran to the kitchen and rummaged through it carefully.

Son Ye-jin is still in a "coma", and hard food is obviously unswallowable.

He thought about finding rice and boiling some porridge for her to replenish her body.

Rice was easy to find, and he even found some dried pumpkin, red beans, etc., just enough to make a pumpkin porridge.

Park Jung-hyuk's cooking skills are great, and in just over ten minutes, a bowl of pumpkin porridge is freshly baked.

He carefully returned to the bedroom with the rice porridge, and saw that Son Ye-jin was still in a "coma", and he was a little relieved.

Sitting gently at the head of the bed, looking at the haggard woman, I felt even more apologetic.

After taking the small bowl, he carefully scooped out a little with a spoon, cooled it a little, and then brought it to Son Ye-jin's lips.

Because it was for her to eat, Park Jung-hyuk made it very thin, so that the rice grains could flow down the intestines and into the stomach.

Son Ye-jin has the heart not to eat, but Park Jung-hyuk's craftsmanship is too good.

When the rice porridge came to his mouth, the greedy fragrance rushed into his nose, more than his rape, which was impossible to refuse.

Her sorrowful self-esteem finally succumbed to her unhappy stomach, and she opened a lip slit slightly, allowing the rice porridge to flow in.

The sweet and soft rice porridge quickly slid into the esophagus, and immediately made the internal organs come alive.

I can't see that this hateful guy has such good cooking skills.

Where is a little bit of rice porridge enough, Son Ye-jin's cherry lips are even bigger.

Park Jung-hyuk didn't know that she was gluttonous, and thought that her body was weak, so she needed food supplements.

So spoonful after spoonful, and then went out to refill a bowl, all of which were fed to Son Ye-jin.

Seeing that Son Ye-jin was breathing steadily and no longer had the same dishes as before, he finally felt relieved and made up for his guilt a little.

Gently putting down the bowl, he was ready to go back.

Everything that needs to be done has been done, and the rest is only waiting for her verdict.

If she chooses to denounce, then he has nothing to say.

After this farce, Park Jung-hyuk suddenly became open-minded.

He understood how much pain his actions had caused to a woman.

As a sinner, you deserve the punishment you deserve.

In that case, I'm going to go back and sort it out.

I can't leave a lot of things undealt with, which will affect my brother and my work.

He had just stood up and was about to leave when his wrist jerked.

Looking down, a slender hand was clutching tightly, so hard. (To be continued.) )