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Chapter 215: You like nose with a little bit, right?

"I like it, I don't hate you," Li Juli blurted out, and added randomly: "You are very different from other children, and you don't make me feel annoying at all." ”

"You mean to be in a relationship with you, and when you like you, you forget about her, right?" Hee-sung looked at the girl speechlessly, not knowing whether to call her naïve or simple-minded.

"Yes, it's all written in novels," such a big girl is still addicted to novels.

"Have you ever wondered what you will do when you like you?" Hee-sung smiled, put his hands in his pockets and walked forward.

Li Juli paused for a moment and trotted to follow, "Won't this help you forget that person?" ”。

"Heh," Hee Sung sneered slightly, "Will you stay with me forever?" ”。

"Forever? Didn't you just say that it was just a relationship, "This topic is so heavy, for a girl like her who is about twenty years old, isn't it a little early."

"Forget about the other person in a way that likes you," Hee-sung walked forward with his head down, without looking at her, and said to himself, "And then when you leave me, I'll continue to be sad, right?" ”

"Huh? …… Hehe," Li Juli stuck out her tongue embarrassedly, "It does seem that something is wrong." ”

"Just wrong?" Hee-sung reached out and grabbed her hand in his hand, "How does it feel like this?" ”

Li Juli's hands are warm and delicate, with a hint of coolness that is rare in summer.

was suddenly attacked by Xi Cheng, but in the next second, Li Juli reflexively shook off Xi Cheng's hand, she took two steps back away from Xi Cheng in anger, and asked in a trembling voice: "You...... What are you doing? ”

Hee-sung shrugged, "Didn't you say you wanted to date?" ”。

"That's right, but why are you ......" In Juli's eyes, Hee-sung has changed from an innocent and harmless child to an aggressive boy.

"If we do get along, do you think it's possible not to hold hands?" Hee Sung felt very innocent, and asked again, "I just pulled your hand, do you feel excited?" ”

"It should ...... No, although Li Juli is a few years older than Xicheng, she is too poisoned by romance novels, and she doesn't necessarily know much about this aspect.

Isn't that what is written in novels?

The two of them looked at each other, and they both felt a palpitation in their hearts, and the touch of their fingertips was numb......

Just now, Xi Cheng touched her hand, maybe she was too surprised, she really didn't feel numb.

If you taste it carefully, you can only ask very curiously, why Xicheng, who looks tender and delicious, actually has a thin layer of calluses on his hands, and it feels a little rough to the touch.

As for the throbbing, the panic after being taken aback does not count.

Both of them are young boys and girls whose theoretical knowledge is stronger than practice, and they can only helplessly come to one conclusion - they don't call each other.

"I'm sorry," Hee Sung apologized, after all, he took advantage of other girls.

Although this kind of physical contact is nothing in the eyes of many people, Xicheng has received a mixed education of Chinese and Western, and he does not mind showing the gentlemanly demeanor he should have when he does not hate people.

"Don't worry," Curie said dejectedly, holding her hand, "I took it for granted." ”

"No, you're right," Hee Sung raised his hand behind his neck and said leisurely: "It's a good way to talk about love, maybe you can completely forget those things you don't want to remember." ”

"Then you must choose carefully," Li Juli was not as optimistic as before, "in case you accidentally fall in love with the person you are dating ......"

"You're trying to say that I'm in love with her, and she's not in love with me, right?" Hee-sung said, easily understanding what she meant.

"Yes, then you will still be very sad, maybe even more sad than now," subconsciously, she didn't want this teenager to be as melancholy as he was now, but unfortunately she didn't have that ability.

"Not next time," Hee Sung said to himself secretly, never to fall in love with someone first.

What's more, if you really fall in love with yourself, you think you're unlucky, and if you want to run away from yourself, it's a dream.

The subway is not close, but there will be a time when it will come to the end.

"Together?". Julie stood at the entrance of the subway, in the midst of the flow of people, looking at the boy with the hat.

"Still don't want it," Hee Sung shook his head and stretched out his hand and said, "Bring your phone and give you my number." ”

It's so natural.,There's no flattery to ask for a girl's contact information at all.。

"Okay then," Ju Li thought about Xicheng when she looked at herself, always thinking about another person, so she felt furious in her heart, and obediently took out her mobile phone and asked the other party to enter the number.

After Hee Sung lost, he played, and the two of them completed the procedure of calling the number.

It's just that I don't know when we'll be able to meet again.

This quiet and casual girl has a lot to talk about with Hee-sung, even if she doesn't have otaku memories, Hee-sung probably can't hate her.

Instead of calling Kim Doo-hwan, Hee-sung stopped a taxi and went to the company himself.

In the evening, C hosted by him and so-young began to be released, on M's own TV station, Music TV.

Music Television is also known as F, which is an abbreviation for sic_festiva1, and it is formed by merging with V.

The earliest predecessor, M, was a TV station that produced a separate Zuò music program opened by a TV station, and after merging with V, it became the current F.

Of course, if it has nothing to do with it at all, it is estimated that no one will believe it.

The influence of M Music TV Station naturally cannot be compared with the three major TV stations, and it can't even rank in the top five in South Korea.

However, because it is dedicated to entertainment and never produces TV series and non-entertainment music-related programs, it has a fixed audience.

The program supported by Hee Sung and Su Young is held every Thursday at half past nine, which is exactly the time after the broadcast of M!.

Luckily, this episode of M! was held as usual, bringing a very considerable amount of popularity to the upcoming episode of C.

Although I don't know how many ratings it can have, it will definitely not be compared to the kind of programs that it can't reach one percent.

On Friday, Hee Sung was caught by his father in the morning and went to Nanshan's villa to clean up.

There is a small villa on this side of Nanshan, which covers a small area, but the geographical location is very remote, and it was named Wangshanju by Xicheng's grandfather.

Hee-sung's grandfather rarely goes back to South Korea, and even if he does, he doesn't live here, so this villa is basically in a state of abandonment all year round, and only the people from the cleaning company will come to clean it up at a fixed point.

The cleaning company had just finished cleaning the villa last week, and there was not a lot of dust, so Li Shenghao decided to pull his son over to help clean it up.

Kicking his son out to live on his own finally made him feel the purity he had been looking forward to for more than ten years, but Mr. Li was not complacent for too long.

Because Hee Sung refused to continue to work as a cleaner for the family under the pretext of moving out.

Li Shenghao was reluctant to work with his wife, so he could only go into battle himself, washing the floor, cleaning the glass, and removing dust......

Mr. Prosecutor is starting to regret it a little.

Today, Li Shenghao didn't plan to let go of his son, he was determined to let his son continue to feel the glory of labor.

"Remember to change the water in that vase," Li Shenghao sat cross-legged on the sand and read the newspaper, while not forgetting to instruct his son to work.

It's good to have a son, free and high-quality labor.

Hee-sung snorted and dragged the ground, occasionally obeying his father's instructions to do something he hadn't noticed.

Of course he was unhappy, but it was a pity that he had been oppressed for several years, and he had long been used to being oppressed.

"Tsk, it's still holding hands," Li Shenghao pinched a grape that his son had washed, slowly reassured his mouth, and commented on the newspaper while eating.

"Dad, the water here is clean," Hee-sung shouted.

"Who said that you don't need to change the clean ones, the water in there was still cleaned last week," Li Shenghao suddenly raised his voice, "I said Xicheng, do you like to wear a little on your nose." ”

Hee Cheng almost threw away the vase in his hand, the shot was so blurry, how did he show it so lightly.

"Seriously?" Li Shenghao asked without raising his head.

"It's nothing to do, the media is talking nonsense," Hee Sung irritably put the vase on the table, and there was a crisp sound between the vase and the table.

There is no shadow, why are you holding hands, although he was curious, Li Shenghao did not ask, but reminded and said: "The vase in your hand was bought by your grandfather at the London auction house, and it cost 390,000 euros, and you can't afford to pay it." ”

Hee Cheng was startled, and hurriedly and carefully placed the vase in a safer position.

His grandfather was an antique fan, but he didn't know how to cherish it after buying it, and it was not unusual for hundreds of millions of won to be used for flower arrangement.

"Hee-sung?" Li Shenghao finally finished reading today's newspaper, and what he read was actually just a hundred and ten words, with two pictures attached, occupying a small corner of the newspaper.

"Well, Dad, what's the matter?" Xicheng dropped the rag and ran over, and it was distressing to be well-behaved.

"I want to talk to you?" Li Shenghao patted the position next to him and motioned for his son to sit over, "Or, talk to you first instead of your grandfather." ”

"What are you talking about?" Hee-sung looked at him warily.

Lee Hee-sung's father is much more difficult than Lee Seung-ho's father, because Lee Seung-ho himself is too black-bellied.

"Long-term planning, such as what university to go to, what major to study, what career you plan to engage in in the future......

"Dad, I'm already self-reliant," Hee Sung couldn't help but interject.

"Yes," Li Shenghao's face did not change, "but you are still a member of the family after all, and besides, talking to you about this does not intend to change any of your decisions, your grandfather just cares about you." ”

"Why are you talking?" Hee-sung is not afraid of his grandfather, because his grandfather always spoils him.

"Your grandfather said that as long as he looks at your face, he can't bear to say anything about you?" Li Shenghao glanced at his son mockingly.

He had always been very confident in his countenance and full of manliness, and if it weren't true, he would have wondered how he had given birth to such a son.

"Okay," Hee-sung had no choice but to accept his fate, "Since Grandpa wants to know, then I will accept your interrogation, Prosecutor." ”