"Did you dye your hair back black?"

Leaving Yoon Chan-woo's warm embrace, Park so-young looked at Yoon Chan-woo's head with a curious expression, pointed at his black hair and asked.

"yes, yes"

Yoon Chan-woo continued to put his hand on Park so-young's slender waist and nodded to her.

"Why did you suddenly think to dye it black?"

Park so-young pulled a few pieces of slightly messy hair on Yin Chanyou's forehead and helped tidy it up.

"Don't you think it's a little better?"

Yin Chanyou obediently lowered his head slightly to make it easier for Park Xiurong to tidy up a little, and then asked with a smile.

Yoon Chan-woo's motive for dyeing back his black hair was mainly to make the old-fashioned father who taught history look more pleasing to his eyes, and he did not explain it to Park so-young directly.

When chatting with your girlfriend, you have to add a little bit of fun.

"Hahaha! Well...... It's quite refreshing, and your skin is so white, it looks too tender, tsk."

Park so-young was amused by Yoon Chan-woo's slightly narcissistic words, but he also listened to it, and then carefully looked at the appearance of the black-haired Yoon Chan-woo.

Looking at the skin on her boyfriend's face that is even tighter than hers, the skin tone that looks even fairer against the background of pure black hair, and the youthful atmosphere on her face, Park Xiurong involuntarily touched her cold brown shawl short hair, and instantly felt as if she was more than a year older than Yoon Chanwoo.

"Aren't you twenty-three years old? Well? ”

Yoon Chanwoo couldn't cry or laugh, it was clear that Park so-young was the same age as him, and young people in their twenties were already worried about getting old, is it true that girls are like this no matter what age they are?

"It's twenty-two! I haven't had a birthday yet, so I'm not allowed to be extra year-old, huh! ”

Hearing Yoon Chan-woo's "inappropriate language", Park so-young puffed out his mouth unhappily, pouted and pouted angrily to teach his boyfriend who had no eyesight, pointed out his speech problem with a serious face, and then crossed his hands on his waist and stared at Yoon Chanwoo like a goldfish.

"Yes, yes~~~, Wuli Xiu Rongni is still a twenty-two-year-old girl~~~~"

Instantly adorned by Park so-young's pouting cheeks and pouting his little mouth, Yoon Chan-woo held both cheeks of Park so-young with both hands, and pecked lightly directly on his girlfriend's pouting lips, and then smiled dotingly and echoed Park so-young's "righteous words".

"Hum hum hum ~~~"

Park so-young, who was coaxed to be happy, hummed and chirped a few times arrogantly, but because he was kissed, his mood was skyrocketing now, so he directly reached out and held Yoon Chan-woo's arm tightly and walked forward.

"Where are you going first?"

"Nanshan Tower, didn't you say it's okay?"

"I'm just testing you, hehehehe!"

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Half an hour later, two people with masks on their faces appeared at Namsan Park in Yongsan-gu, Seoul.

With the popularity of the Korean drama "My Love from the Star" around the world, Namsan Tower seems to have become a symbol of romance and love in the eyes of people.

Because before this, Yoon Chan-woo and Park so-young only had a brief meal and met, and did not do something special and meaningful like ordinary couples, so taking this opportunity, the two began to plan to do some small projects that ordinary couples should do, and going to Namsan Tower to hang a couple lock is one of them.

"Let's take the small road, there are too many people on the big road"

"Uh-huh"

At this time, couples holding hands can be seen everywhere in Namsan Park, but the large number of people also means that the danger rate of being recognized is very high, so the road to Namsan Tower was chosen, and both Yoon Chanwoo and Park so-young chose the sparsely populated path very tacitly.

Although the path is relatively more rugged than the wide and flat road, the biggest advantage is that there are few people, and most of them are uncles and aunts who don't chase stars, so Yoon Chanwoo and Park so-young can hold hands here with confidence, and the worry of being recognized is also a lot lighter.

"Huhu...... Hah........."

As he climbed more and more steps, and because of the mask, Yoon Chanwoo gradually became a little tired, and suddenly felt that his breathing was a little short, so he involuntarily began to gasp lightly, and he happened to be discovered by Park so-young.

"Why did you start getting tired so quickly? The physical strength is too bad, isn't it? ”

Seeing that her boyfriend couldn't help but take off the mask on his face and pant gently, Park so-young couldn't help but laugh and began to make fun of Yoon Chan-woo.

I really didn't expect that such a tall person would have worse physical strength than me, hahahahaha!

"What to do! It's not okay for a man to be too poor............"

Halfway through the words, Park Xiurong's eyes widened instantly, and then subconsciously reached out to cover his slightly open mouth

At the moment when he said it, Park so-young couldn't believe that he really said that sentence. Originally, I just wanted to tease my boyfriend who was unexpectedly poor in physical strength, but the latter sentence was completely blurted out involuntarily.

Then at the moment when he met Yoon Chanwoo's deep eyes, Park so-young suddenly felt as if he had pressed some terrible button, and he was inexplicably a little panicked, and involuntarily took a step back, put his hand behind his back, and set it up on the rock fence of the rest platform.

"Hah"

The white forehead was covered with a thin layer of fine sweat, and Yin Canyou's slightly gasping breathing had stabilized at this time. His eyes narrowed slightly, looking at Park Xiurong, who realized that he had said the wrong thing at this moment, leaning on the fence one by one, looking particularly pitiful.

However, Yin Canyou did not show the slightest pity.

"Smack!"

Yin Canyou raised his eyebrows slightly, suddenly took a step forward, and suddenly approached Park Xiurong, supporting his hands on the fence pillars on both sides of Park Xiurong, making a crisp "pop" sound.

"I ...... Is your stamina poor? ”

Yoon Chan-woo reached out and pinched Park so-young's chin, forcing her to look at herself as she wanted to find a chance to dodge, and then stared at her overwhelmed little girlfriend with a dangerous and evil smile on the corner of her mouth.

“…………”

Seeing that Yoon Chan-woo suddenly became stronger, Park so-young, who was a spring, immediately softened and became a wooden man who didn't speak.

"Sooner or later, you'll regret saying it"

Seeing that Park so-young was cowardly to be a turtle with a shrunken head, Yoon Chan-woo smiled evilly on his face, and then slowly leaned over to Park so-young's already slightly reddened earlobe, and whispered softly like a demon.