From that Korean city

At night in Seoul, a car passed a traffic light at high speed, but when it was approaching the next intersection, it slammed on the brakes.

A bright red brake light drew an arc in the air, and finally stopped on the side of the road.

Fortunately, there are fewer vehicles on this road. Otherwise, according to the driving trajectory of the car just now, it would be strange if there were no problems.

In the driver's seat of the car, Krystal, who had stepped on the brakes, was looking ahead in disbelief. The previous scene was still playing repeatedly in the void.

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"Krystal, did you know that I slept with your sister?"

"Krystal, did you know that I slept with your sister?"

"Krystal, did you know that I slept with your sister?"

…

This sentence echoed in Krystal's mind countless times, and it really caught her off guard at the time.

You know, the reason why she came here to wait for Lin Yi tonight was because when she called Taozi, she heard the other party's voice, and then learned the news that Lin Yi had come to Seoul.

However, in order to make the other party unprepared, she simply did not ask Taozi when the man came home. Instead, after hanging up the call, she directly put on her clothes and drove to the downstairs of the other party's apartment to wait for him.

And after coming to the apartment, I walked around the parking lot several times before I found the familiar BMW trot and waited beside it.

Originally, I wanted to discuss the problem properly and solve it.

It was good now. The problem she wanted to discuss was indeed solved, but another huge problem came up, which made her sluggish.

Because according to what the man just said, he and Jessica didn't just have a simple night, but had long, multiple, irregular and uncertain moments of pleasure.

But at that time, I was in a fever, so I impulsively went up and gave the other person a few stickers and a kiss.

If she didn't know the above information, she would have thought that Jessica was afraid that she would be cheated, or that she was afraid of meddling in someone's feelings.

Now it seems that Jessica does not want to see sisters...

Thinking of this, Krystal, who rarely used foul language, couldn't help but shout, "fu*ck."

After she finished cursing, Krystal looked at the cell phone she had thrown into the passenger seat. A certain nerve in her heart kept stimulating her emotions, asking her to pick up the cell phone and call Jessica to inquire about the situation.

Although based on her understanding of Lin Yi, it was clear that the man had no reason to deceive her.

But for such explosive information, she still wanted to get an accurate answer from Jessica's mouth.

But when she thought about the question she was about to ask, Krystal had a headache. The pain made her head feel big. How could she ask this question out of her mouth?

…

Jessica, who was recording an interview program far away in Tokyo, had no idea what was going on in Seoul. She was keeping her official smile at all times, sitting behind Yoona Lin, looking at the camera in front of her, maintaining her perfect image. .

Once she learns about the issues Krystal is grappling with at this moment, and lets her know about Lin Yina's behavior and actions of flipping the table, she probably won't be able to maintain this image.

At this time, the host interviewed Jessica in order, "Jessica, what is your view on love?"

This interview is a pre-comeback exposure, so some of the questions will be biased towards the theme of the comeback album, which is Mr.Mr.

Everyone knows this, so they basically have a draft in mind.

So when Jessica heard this sentence, she immediately answered with a smile.

"The love in my mind should be a more mature one. I don't like a life where both parties have to report on work and schedule all the time. I prefer to have a specific romance at a specific time, and then cherish every moment we get together. Plant it.”

"It really looks like a princess-like love."

The host smiled and gave a summary, and then continued the process with the next member.

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apartment.

Lin Yi, who finally returned the contents of his luggage to their original positions, sat down on the sofa, leaned on the soft pillows, and looked up at the clean ceiling.

In her mind, just like Krystal, she was thinking about the scene in the parking lot just now.

Lin Yi couldn't help but laugh when he thought about Krystal's disbelieving or unwilling reaction after he said that.

However, he didn't explain much to the other party later. When faced with Krystal's question, "It's impossible, how could Ernie fall in love with you?", he asked the other party, "What does it mean that you fall in love with me?"

In one sentence, he killed the game and held Krystal in place again.

In the end, Krystal just looked at him deeply, turned around and returned to the car, started the car, stepped on the accelerator and left.

Lin Yi watched calmly as the taillights of her car disappeared from sight, then pushed his luggage back to the apartment and sorted out the clothes inside until just now.

After reminiscing, Lin Yi smiled slightly after thinking that his quick-cutting method was still good. He picked up his phone and planned to read the news, spend some time, and prepare to wash up later.

But when he picked up his phone, he saw a message from Ham Eun-jung, asking him when he would come to Seoul. Her vacation ended today, and she would fly directly to Siam tomorrow for a commercial performance.

Seeing this message, Lin Yi wanted to tease her, so he said that he would also fly to Seoul tomorrow.

The next second, Ham Eun-jung replied: Ah, that's not the case, didn't you say you would come in a few days?

Staring at this sentence, Lin Yi seemed to have seen Ham Eun-jung's depressed expression, and continued to reply after a knowing smile.

: I originally wanted to come in a few days, but Yoona is coming back, so I came back early. What time is your flight tomorrow? I'll see if we can meet.

This time, after a while, Ham Eun-jung replied: 7 o'clock in the morning, it's definitely impossible. I have packed my luggage and put it in the apartment. I will go back and bring it to the dormitory. I will stay in the dormitory tonight and leave early tomorrow morning.

Seeing this sentence, Lin Yi suddenly sat up straight, his eyes moved flexibly, as if he was planning a game.

His fingers also lightly typed a sentence and sent it to Xian Enjing: That's really a bit bad. When are you free next time? I miss you a little bit.

After replying this sentence, Lin Yi no longer hesitated. He got up and went back to the cloakroom to find a gift box, and walked out of the room with it.

A few minutes later, he came to the door of Xian Enjing's apartment with ease. He didn't even need to enter the password. He unlocked it with his fingerprint and walked into her house like he was going home.

As soon as he entered this familiar house, Lin Yi first put the gift box on the coffee table, then went directly to the refrigerator, opened the door and looked at the ingredients inside, and thought about the matching in his mind.

Finally, he lifted his sleeves, whistled happily, and played chef cosplay.

During this period, he did not forget to stabilize Xian Enjing and chatted with her from time to time.

Until he finished the third dish, the door of the apartment locked and then opened. A figure stood at the door and looked at the brightly lit room inside and was a little scared.

And listening to the 'ping-pong-pong' sound of the spatula beside her ears, she was even more confused. Is there anyone there?

Just then, a familiar head poked out from the wall beside the entrance and shouted with a bright smile, "Happy New Year...Hey, Hyomin."

At the door, Park Hyomin stood there in a slim knitted skirt. While it was loose and casual, it could fully highlight the plump S curve. This feeling is generally called: advanced sexiness.

At this time, the sexy girl was shocked by the appearance of the man in front of her, "Lin~Lin~Lin, Lin Yi? Why are you here? I just heard Eun Jung say that you will come tomorrow."

"I was just teasing her. I arrived in Seoul this afternoon."

After a simple explanation, Lin Yi glanced behind Park Hyo Min and did not see Ham Eun Jung's figure, "Didn't she say she would come back to get her luggage? This..."

"She went out for dinner and drinks with Ju Li and others. I happened to have a date nearby, so she asked me to come and help her bring her luggage back to the dormitory. I didn't expect that you actually prepared a surprise for her."

While talking, Park Hyo Min, who was carrying a small bag, was about to change a pair of shoes by leaning against the wall, and when she looked up to say another word.

A wild figure suddenly appeared in front of her, pressed close to her, hugged the smallest part of the slim skirt, gently lifted it up, and pulled her whole body straight up, pressing against the other party.

Then a playful laugh came out, "It's okay, it would be a surprise for you too."

"Ah, that's too much."

The small bag slid down her shoulder, and Park Hyomin pressed the body that was close to her with a little hot cheek.

Just when she thought something was going to happen, the other party suddenly let her go, making her feel a sense of loss inexplicably.

"Just kidding, have you eaten?"

Lin Yi took back his palm and rubbed the warm palm, looked at Park Hyomin and asked.

The latter was a little depressed because of the action of letting go just now, but when she heard this question, she looked up at the other party, her eyes regained spirit, "Not yet, I thought I would take the luggage to the car and go to find Eun Jung and the others."

"That's fine, let them eat by themselves, you can eat with me. The food is almost ready, just missing a green vegetable and a cold dish, you wash your hands and come to help."

Faced with Lin Yi's arrangement, Park Hyomin did not refuse, but nodded quietly, then put the handbag on the sofa and prepared to wash her hands.

It was just that when he saw the gift box on the coffee table, his eyes focused for a moment.

This scene happened to be seen by Lin Yi, so he spoke again, "Your gift is upstairs. Everyone has a different gift. This is Eun Jung's."

Hearing this, Park Hyomin smiled happily.

This sentence shows that the man is thoughtful. If it is the same gift, it is a bit perfunctory.

Of course, if it is a local specialty souvenir, it is another matter.

A few minutes later, when Park Hyomin walked out of the kitchen with two bowls of rice, she could already see the dishes on the table.

Four simple hot dishes and one cold dish made Park Hyomin very warm.

Although she knew that this surprise was not intended for her at first, it didn't matter. Anyway, she was the one who received it, so why think too much about it? Just go through the process and be happy.

Seeing Park Hyomin coming out with the meal, Lin Yi next to him was also planning to pour two glasses of wine from the bar to make the dinner more romantic.

Park Xiaomin saw it and shouted quickly, "Lin Yi, I'm driving."

Lin Yi stopped the gesture of pouring wine with one sentence, looked up at the other party, smiled slightly, put away the bottle, then picked up a bottle of soda water from the side and poured it into the glass, "It's okay, you drink water, I'll drink. It doesn’t matter if it’s wine, but the ritual of the wine glass must be in place.”

Looking at the soda glass placed in front of him, Park Hyomin was also amused, "As for that."

"certainly."

Lin Yi, who was holding his own glass of wine, first turned off most of the lights in the house, leaving only the warm chandelier on the top of the dining table to illuminate the entire space, and then sat down opposite Park Hyomin.

Raise your glass and smile, "Come on, the first clink of glasses for the first meal of the new year. Happy New Year, Xiaomin."

The soft and gentle voice was like a breeze blowing by her ears, causing Park Hyomin to tremble all over.

With her heart rate accelerating, she adjusted her breathing slightly, then raised the wine glass in front of her, looking directly at the other party's deep gaze with a pair of charming eyes, "Happy New Year, Lin Yi."

‘哐啷’

The sound of clinking wine glasses echoed in the quiet room.

Then……

Bang, bang, bang, all kinds of impact sounds appeared.

The two figures hugging each other started from the dining table and stumbled all the way to the living room. Then they still refused to let go, walking in the waltz pace, turning in circles according to the wall, groping for the road. Inside Xian Enjing's master bedroom.

There were no extra pieces of fabric left on the ground as they passed by, because Park Xiaomin only had three pieces on her body, and Lin Yi didn't have time to remove his armor.

As the two of them fell into the comfortable big bed, Pu Xiaomin regained some sense and held up her strong and generous chest, "We can't be here, Teacher Lin."

What is fun? Simply changing the name is the best flavoring.

However, Lin Yi, who looked down at the blushing and charming Park Hyo-min, smiled and gave her a reason.

"Last year you played the role of goalkeeper for Eunjing. This year, it shouldn't be too much to ask Eunjing to give you a room."

These words, which were like the whisper of a devil, brought Park Hyomin's mind back to that afternoon in Tokyo, when she stood outside the door and eavesdropped on everything.

After a while, her pink tongue slid across her dry lips, "No, I can't get over the hurdle in my heart, and I'm not ready yet."

Lin Yi doesn't have many advantages, but respecting others is one of the few things he has.

So when he heard Park Hyomin's answer, even though his blood was rushing all over his body, he still straightened up, stretched his hands that had just kneaded the dough, and resisted the burst of emotion and replied, "That's fine. Come on."

However, just as he was about to turn around and leave to end the process, a pair of soft arms hugged his waist from behind.

Then an extremely charming female voice sounded, "Teacher Lin, although I haven't passed the hurdle, I still like to learn. Especially imported knowledge. I hope that Teacher Lin can give me some advice."

Turning around, Lin Yi saw Park Xiaomin, who had bent over into a 'J' shape.

He raised his sword eyebrows and looked at the longing arc of the arch bridge. An idea popped up in his mind, and he spoke it out as he thought it.

"Want to enjoy the flowers? Xiaomin."

These words made Park Hyomin tremble. After seeing the other party's serious but smiling expression, he gritted his teeth and nodded his head.

"reward!"