In the dark night, a nanny car slowly stopped at the entrance of the community.

The car door opened and Yoona walked down.

Wrapped with a blanket, tucked the blanket with one hand and the other holding the car door with the other. He was sleepy and accidentally fell asleep in the car on the way back.

Suddenly, I returned to the quiet community from the noisy and lively program team. Looking at the familiar door, my body and mind were unconsciously relaxed.

Arrived home!

For artists who keep running around every day, sometimes even don’t know where they are, in the morning or in the afternoon, this sentence is the most touching.

After checking the items, he wrapped his blanket and whispered goodbye to the agent.

I can't seem to be able to break this quiet atmosphere.

The night is already dark, but the moonlight is bright, so you can see clearly without street lights.

It's almost Mid-Autumn Festival.

However, it was a little cold, making the night look cooler as water. Yuna unconsciously wrapped the blanket wrapped around her body again. Although she was still squinting and almost didn't look at the road, she didn't go on a business trip at all.

Go up the steps, enter the door and change shoes, and walk through the entrance... Huh?

"Oh—" Suddenly I heard the man's gentle moan.

It's Park Ji-hoon's voice.

However, at this time, he didn't turn on the lights, so what should he do in the living room!

Originally, Yoona didn't want to turn on the lights and wasted electricity, so she went upstairs, but at this moment she had to stop and follow the sound.

Just as Krystal also came to see it!

What are the two of them doing?

Finally, I saw Park Ji-hoon sleeping on the sofa, covered with a blanket, a quilt, a pillow, and a humming voice. I don’t know if I noticed my arrival, and I didn’t mean to pay attention to it.

Krystal sat obliquely on the edge of the sofa, putting one hand into the quilt, and coupled with Park Ji-hoon's voice, the lights were not turned on, and the lights were dark, so it was hard not to misunderstand it!

"Sister is so late." Krystal asked with his own initiative when he found out that it was her.

"Yeah." Yoona responded and asked directly: "Why don't you turn on the lights? What are you doing? What's wrong with oppa?"

I won't take misunderstandings seriously.

She still knows who Park Ji-hoon is.

"This idiot, I'm so full!" Krystal replied helplessly, as if he had finally met a person who could tell his thoughts. "I've just returned soon after and saw him sleeping here. Anyway, I can see him, so I didn't turn on the light."

"Uh--" Yoona was stunned and couldn't help but look at Park Ji-hoon carefully again.

I didn't speak, it seemed like I was asleep, or because I was uncomfortable.

However, how old is he? He is still overeating. Is he a goldfish?

I can afford the title of "this fool"!

However, it seems normal.

He quit smoking with his pursuit of food. He traveled abroad not long ago and became allergic to himself because of "eating wildly in a sausage". He had a lot of red spots on his scalp. Even the doctor couldn't find out which thing was not good. Shang Xingren was fine, but he just shaved his hair short and had not grown yet.

This is one of his few preferences, and it ranks first in terms of convenience.

It is understandable to be both artists.

"Didn't you take a walk to get rid of food?" Yoona asked with concern.

I don't have to hurry to go back to my room to rest.

"I've drunk too much!" Krystal snorted and explained, "I'm not going to help him rub his stomach!"

The questions Yuner asked at this moment were all asked by her before, so she answered them smoothly.

Park Ji-hoon hummed because Krystal was helping him rub his stomach lightly.

krystal was not the kind of delicate and gentle type, but the same thing, put it in mind! When she was sick, Park Ji-hoon could keep her for a night, and she could also protect Park Ji-hoon.

"Who did you drink with? How did you drink like this?" Yoona asked in surprise.

Generally speaking, he will only do this when he is in a good mood.

"Brother Choi Sung-guo." Park Ji-hoon suddenly answered.

"Oppa is not sleeping!" Yoona exclaimed softly, as if she was scared by him suddenly, but then asked, "Do you want to drink water? I'll pour some for Oppa."

"No, wait a little longer." Park Ji-hoon ignored Yoona's joke and suddenly sat up wrapped in a quilt.

It seems like a lot of effort is spent.

I was drinking too much or secondly, but I really had to hold on. I was chatting at that time, and occasionally picked up chopsticks to take a bite, occasionally, occasionally... I didn’t remember how much I ate.

This taste is not better than when you are hungry.

Fortunately, I finally recovered.

Krystal retracted his hand and looked at him with Yoona with a bright look, curious about what he was going to do.

"Well, are you two avoiding it first?" Park Ji-hoon looked at the two of them, and saw that neither of them wanted to move first. The corners of his mouth curled slightly and added, "I'll go to the bathroom."

Both grinned at the same time.

"I haven't gone to the bathroom after I come back!" Park Ji-hoon's face turned dark and he had to take the initiative to explain.

"I got it!" krystal stood up and said, "I'll go up and put something on it first."

Haven't returned to my bedroom yet.

Yoona was the same, and took a look at Park Ji-hoon's clothes that were neatly placed beside her, and went upstairs with Krystal.

Only then did Park Ji-hoon brush his teeth, go to the bathroom, wash his face, and take a shower.

There is no such cleanliness, but it is just a tutor and habit. It has something to do with not washing up before. Just like some people will recognize beds, but once they change to other places, it will be difficult to fall asleep.

After washing up, I felt much more refreshed and my mood calmed down.

After walking out of the bathroom, I suddenly stopped and returned and wrapped it in a bath towel before I went out.

Sure enough, Krystal and Yoona had already returned to the living room. After a little washing up, they both changed into home clothes, with elegant and simple makeup, and were not as efficient as when wearing makeup.

On the coffee table, dry a cup of water for water.

The trash can is also placed next to the sofa, probably to prevent vomiting.

Women are very good at taking care of people, but in fact they depend on whether they want to do it or not.

"I felt uncomfortable, so I took a shower." Park Ji-hoon explained on his own initiative.

It's a bit long.

"Oppa doesn't say anything, what if she slips again?" Krystal, Yoona said almost in unison, with similar meanings.

It's nothing, he's drunk today!

Moreover, Park Min-ah is not at home, and if something happens, I will be embarrassed to explain it!

Park Ji-hoon twitched the corners of his mouth.

Just once, the shampoo flowed to the ground, and it would slip if it accidentally stepped on it, but it turned out to be a forever dark history.

"Isn't this okay?" I couldn't say anything, Park Ji-hoon had no choice but to say helplessly, "You guys go to bed too, I'm fine." Most of the drunkenness had dissipated, and the stomach felt much more comfortable.

"Wait a minute, Oppa drank the honey water, and my sister specially prepared it for Oppa." Krystal said.

"Okay." Park Ji-hoon was too lazy to change his clothes. He put on the blanket and sat on the sofa, and took the honey water handed over by Yoona.

"What are you talking about with Senior Choi Sung-gu? You're so happy?" Yoona asked.

"It's not that I'm happy, but that I'm a little excited." Park Ji-hoon replied after taking a sip of honey water, "I've talked about some of the past things. Now I look back and feel a lot of emotion."
Chapter completed!