People with hangovers will actually wake up 'very quickly'.

Han Jiaren let out a cold sigh, opened her eyes, and stroked her forehead that was about to explode.

"Aunt Zhang." She coughed and shouted hoarsely.

In the next second, a head reached out of the door.

Han Jiaren was stunned for a moment, and then as if she remembered something, she quickly looked around, her face turned red, and she picked up the quilt and put it on her head.

"That Taizhe, I'm sleepy again, hey, I'm going to sleep." Han Jiaren's voice came from the quilt.

"Hey, me." There was a gurgling sound in my stomach

"I'm hungry" Han Jiaren lifted the quilt and looked at Jiang Taizhe with blank eyes.

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Jiang Tae-cheol didn't move, just staring at Han Jiaren like this.

Even if you don't wash it, it looks so good.

Even if you eat, it's so beautiful.

Han Jiaren was stared at by him and blushed, like a ripe apple.

She wasn't an extrovert in the first place, remembering her crazy look last night, and now being stared at again

"Taizhe, you eat."

"After eating, Nuna eats slowly, this pork rib soup soaked rice was specially bought for you to decorate the wine." Jiang Taizhe said as if offering a treasure.

Han Jiaren's heart was hot, looking at Jiang Taizhe's angular face.

"It's been a long time. No one takes care of me like that anymore. She spoke softly.

Jiang Taizhe felt uncomfortable for a while, and then blurted out a sentence.

"I'll take care of Nuna."

"But I'm older than Taizhe." I don't know why, Han Jiaren didn't refuse, but instead said such a sentence like a ghost.

"I was born in '86, and Nuna was born in '82. Is that a difference? There is an old Chinese saying, 'A female senior is blessed with longevity'. Nunako is a blessed man! ”

As soon as Jiang Taizhe relaxes, he likes to run the train with his mouth full of and talk about some nonsense theories.

But Han Jiaren on the other side didn't say anything, and ate slowly with his head down. Seeing that the scene was a little embarrassing, Jiang Taizhe coughed dryly.

"Nuna's clothes were washed yesterday, I'll go see if they're dry."

Looking at Jiang Taizhe, who had run away with a smoke, Han Jiaren chuckled.

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Humans are such amazing creatures, and their minds are always unpredictable. Of course, only in this way can there be those star-studded figures and those great whimsical ideas in history and those famous books that will flow forever in the long river of history.

Han Jiaren was still shy in the quilt in the morning, but now she is shaking on the sofa with her white and tender feet.

"I didn't expect Wuli Taizhe to be a rich man." Han Jiaren was lying comfortably on the spacious sofa.

This is Seongbuk-dong, and she spotted it from the view from the tall floor-to-ceiling windows.

When foreigners mention the wealthy districts of Seoul, Gangnam is the first to bear the brunt.

Apgujeong and Cheongdam-dong are famous for their high-end fashion stores, and Nonhyeon-dong is home to many film companies. Samseong-dong and other residential areas are famous

Gangnam is the brightest jewel of Seoul in recent years and the residence of the most emerging wealthy.

But Seongbuk-dong is the residence of Korea's first wealthy and oldest family. There are Samsung, Hyundai, the Lotte family, and officials large and small.

Entertainers are not welcome here, nouveau riche are not welcome.

Here is the glory of the real upper class.

Kang Jin-hyuk, as the top-level figure in South Korea, naturally owns a suite in Seongbuk-dong.

Not a high-rise apartment, but a villa.

In a place like Seongbuk-dong, where land is at a premium, Kang Jin Hyuk owns a large villa with a garden, a fountain, a swimming pool, and a small grove of woods.

"Nuna, next to it is the Zheng family's villa." Kang Tae-cheol pouted to the left.

"Ah, I know you're a rich second generation."

"Is that how you show off your Nuna?" Han Jiaren pretended to be dissatisfied.

"Hehe" Jiang Tae-cheol hung up Han Jiaren's clothes and lay on the other side of the sofa.

On one side is Han Jiaren, and on the other side is Jiang Tae-cheol. The two were foot to foot.

The comfortable sunlight sprinkled on Han Jiaren's body, and her lazy posture and wide clothes made Jiang Taizhe feel happy.

After Han Jiaren found out that her coat had been washed, she simply washed the other clothes together. Now he is wearing a set of unopened Jiang Tae-cheol's clothes.

The sofa is big and long too. But it still can't withstand the length of two people.

Jiang Tae-cheol's big feet and Han Jiaren's small feet inevitably touched each other.

"Tae-cheol's feet are so big, he has to wear size 44 shoes!" Han Jiaren seems to have discovered a new world.

"Hey, Nuna is so small compared to Taizhe."

Then Jiang Taizhe's body trembled, and his whole body tensed.

Han Jiaren put his little feet on his lap.

Because they were in a warm home, the two of them wore light clothes.

Feeling the temperature of Han Jiaren's body, Jiang Tae-cheol seemed to be in the clouds at the moment.

As if in a dream, in just one day, Han Jiaren changed from his idol to his Nuna, and was still lazily lying on the sofa at his house.

"It's really a dream." Kang Tae-cheol muttered unconsciously.

"Indeed, it's like a dream." Han Jiaren over there agreed.

Compared to the depression at home, the qiē here makes her feel relaxed and comfortable.

The two of them lay quietly on the sofa like this, enjoying a rare time.

"Is there anything going on today with Nuna?" Kang Tae-cheol broke the calm.

Although at the end of the year, the actors will be more relaxed, and there are not too many TV series.

But the end of the year is the time when major awards ceremonies and advertising endorsements are flocking. So Jiang Tae-cheol is worried about whether Han Jiaren will have a job.

He wanted to continue to have that time, a little more.

"No, Nunadu has been unemployed lately." Han Jiaren winked playfully.

"What's the matter, there are thirteen advertisements for Nuna this year, and it's completely profitable."

"Especially that advertisement for Lotte," Kang Tae-chul gushed.

Han Jiaren looked at Jiang Tae-cheol and bit her lip.

"Does he pay such attention to me?"

"Except for caring about how much money I make......"

What people are most afraid of is that there is comparison, but in Han Jiaren's heart, the weight of a certain person is a little lighter, and the figure is a little broken.

"Is Nuna hungry? I don't think I ate much in the morning. ”

"Go eat outside, Nuna will invite you to eat."

"Please. Invite me to dinner? Jiang Taizhe stammered.

Then he jumped up and ran up to the second floor.

"I'll clean up!" Jiang Tae-cheol's voice came from upstairs.

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"Ah, Taizhe's clothes are really" Han Jiaren looked at the clothes in Jiang Taizhe's closet and shook her head in disgust.

"Completely tasteless!" looked at Jiang Taizhe, who was tall and long-legged, Han Jiaren hated iron and steel.

"Do you have time in the afternoon?" Han Jiaren asked while choosing.

"Inside."

"Nuna will take you shopping, buy clothes, and let you see what taste is!"

Han Jiaren threw out a set of clothes and motioned for Jiang Taizhe to put them on.

"Let's go!"

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