Pushing open the door, the empty living room made Yoo Jimin can't help but lift his hanging heart.

"Why don't you go in?" Yoo Ji-eun urged in the back, and Yoo Ji-min hurriedly turned back to Onibi with a silent gesture.

"Don't look at it, come in quickly."

Choi So-young, who was busy on the balcony, didn't look at the entrance before going out of the door.

The youngest daughter stuck out her tongue mischievously and slightly embarrassed, and pretended to be neat and generous to push the door open.

"Where's that guy?"

There was a deliberate flatness in the tone.

Cui Suying was not in a hurry to answer: "Give me that thing." ”

"Oh, where?" Yoo Ji-eun changed into slippers and asked back naturally.

"Right there."

Looking at the riddle-like conversation between Ou Ma and Ernie, Yoo Jimin puffed out his mouth slightly, put the dishes in his hand on the table casually, and walked straight to the guest room.

The futon inside was neatly folded and laid out under the pillow, as if no one had ever been there.

"Why did you leave all of a sudden?" Yoo Jimin snorted dissatisfiedly and sat down heavily on the mattress, which was obviously sunken in a bit because of overexertion.

"What's gone all of a sudden?"

An incomparably familiar voice suddenly appeared in his ears, and Yoo Jimin jumped up from the bed in a hurry.

Looking at the voice, Wen Yingheng, who was holding a bundle of hangers, looked completely harmless to humans and animals and stood at the door of the guest room.

"I didn't ...... It's nothing. Yoo Jimin gave the boy a blank look: "I thought you were home." ”

Wen Yingheng carefully hung the hanger on the clothes pole outside the window: "For no reason, why do you want to leave suddenly?" And...... The villa I had on the peninsula could only be regarded as a residence, not a home. ”

Not wanting to play word games with Professor Wen, Yoo Jimin glanced at the boy with a little burden: "Isn't this afraid that you will be angry?" ”

"What's there to be angry about."

Completely bland tone.

It's just that as soon as the words fell, a soft touch came from behind, and the two hands hugged Wen Yingheng's waist very dishonestly.

It is said that molecular movement is not active when the temperature is low, but Wen Yingheng can still feel it, and a slight smell of herbs permeates from the bottom up.

Because his back was to Yoo Jimin, and he didn't have to manage his expression well, the boy's Adam's apple rolled slightly, and after a moment of hesitation, he reached out and grabbed the girl's hand.

Delicate and silky, these are the only two words that pop up in my head.

In front of Yoo Jimin, how could he really be angry? Not to mention pretending to be angry, this girl always has a way to make people happy, doesn't she?

Aunt Cui, my esteemed future mother-in-law...... It's not that I don't want to play with push and pull...... It's your daughter who is so foul.

Professor Wen apologized to Cui Suying in his heart a little depressed, what about the skills she taught...... Wen Yingheng really can't use it.

But you can't completely let Yoo Jimin grasp her emotions, right? It's too passive.

The boy felt the girl's softness nostalgically, and finally let go of his clenched hands and opened his arms to the breeze blowing through the window: "Jack, I can fly." ”

The force that hugged the waist first apparently stalled, and then locked the boy's waist more firmly.

It's just that...... Yoo Jimin's girl's laughter is sometimes really low, and the atmosphere that was suddenly ambiguous was instantly cooled down because of the laughter.

This is exactly Moon Youngheng's purpose, he can't completely let Yoo Jimin lead his emotions, it's too dangerous.

But things often don't go as far as Mr. Moon expected.

The dishonest hands were no longer satisfied with feeling his body through the shirt, exploring and pinpointing the gaps between the buttons of the shirt, licking the sensitive nerves like flames.

"Hey, hey, hey! How dare you ...... in broad daylight" Professor Wen didn't expect to be attacked at all, so he hurriedly put away his arms and wanted to pull away Yoo Jimin's demonic claws.

In a panic, because the range of struggle was not small, and Yoo Jimin really couldn't support the weight of an adult man who was more than 180 cm tall and weighed more than 70 kilograms, and his four legs were also mixed together because of the chaotic pace.

Losing the center of gravity and falling backwards becomes the result of completely conforming to the laws of gravity.

The good thing is that behind the two of them is the mattress, and it didn't hurt a lot if they fell like this.

The bad thing is that Moon Young-heng completely fell into the clutches of Yoo Jimin.

"Hmph, let you bully me."

He is very afraid of itching, especially Yoo Jimin who rubs it in his shirt without martial arts, so that Professor Wen, who has relatively developed sports cells, can't lift his energy at all, and just saves up a little strength to push the girl away, he will be completely discouraged because it is too itchy.

So the girl also flipped around more boldly, condescending and reckless.

When I was a child, the elders in my hometown always told Wen Yingheng that men who are afraid of itching are afraid of their wives.

He didn't understand the truth before, but now he completely understands it.

He has no way to take Yoo Jimin.

You can't cry for help because you lost to Yoo Jimin...... It's not good to be seen by Choi So-young or Yoo Ji-eun.

"You can't be angry with me in the future, you know?"

Liu Zhimin may have had enough, suddenly stopped the movements in his hand, and said to Wen Yingheng one by one: "If you get angry, the end will only be worse than today, hum." ”

Professor Wen hadn't recovered from the fight just now, and he felt a little dizzy because of the lack of oxygen in his brain, so he could only agree obediently: "Listen to your ...... It's all up to you. ”

"Hmph, that's pretty much it."

The girl grinned in satisfaction, because of this toss in the morning, she did not want to hide it at all.

Whatever you want.

So he lay down on his side and looked up at Wen Yingheng with a satisfied face.

The left leg was still on Wen Yingheng's body, completely using him as a pillow.

"You wait...... I'm sure I'll be able to find a way to cure you in the future. ”

After the sharp-mouthed Professor Wen eased up a little, he still chose to use words to maintain the most basic dignity.

"Huh?" The girl next to her reached over with ease, and her left leg clamped him harder.

"Huh? Am I ...... Excuse me? ”

Before Yoo Jimin could be more dishonest, a familiar voice came from outside the room.

Holding a plate of freshly cut fruit in his hand, Yoo Ji-eun leaned against the door with great interest.

The fruit that was originally intended to be given to her sister and brother-in-law also went into her mouth naturally.

"The feeling of eating melons online is really good." Yoo Ji-eun thought so.